I’m a lover, not a fighter. Yeah, right. Talk about bullshit. I’ve been fighting all my life, and I know zip about love. Frankly, I don’t want to. More than bullets whizzing past my head or the very real possibility of ending up dead, love scares the shit out of me. I’m used to guns and killing, blood and dust.
That’s what I feel for this woman, my goddamn shrink, Veronica. Doctor Hartley digs inside my head. She asks me questions, which I never answer. I’d much rather take the smart, sexy Doc to bed, but I can’t because of our clinical relationship.
My last Force Recon mission destroyed any semblance of humanity I had left. Those little triggers go off all the time now. When I’m asleep. When I’m awake. When the memories are raw. I bolt up, at knife point again, but there’s no enemy now.
Just Veronica and me.
Veronica. Doctor Hartley. I told Bo to call me Ronnie like everyone else, but he refuses. He shows up like he has a cattle prod shoved up his ass and sits through the allotted hour for his counseling session impervious to every approach. He’s powerful, forceful, explosive. He doesn’t scare me.
My marine doesn’t speak, but his sharp gaze pierces me all the same. He watches me with all the greed of a hunger never sated, a need never fulfilled. A desire never explored. He stows his secrets safely away, but I’m patient. I’ll get to him if he doesn’t get to me first.
And when I have him? I’ll want him forever. I know this. But I can’t. His past might be complicated, but mine is a minefield, one that will blow up in our faces before all is said and done.
Too bad. We could be so good together.
Worldbuilding: This story takes place in Mt. Pleasant. I love this reality! Seeing old characters and getting to meet new ones. Getting more and more information about the stories that are to come!
Characters: Bo Maverick is haunted by the time he served in the Marines. He’s a rough and tumble veteran that has his brains scrambled and believes people are better off not being around him. But all that self-imposed exile takes a nose dive when in walks his new doctor, Ronnie. Aka Veronica Hartley. Veronica gives as good as she gets. She is one bad ass therapist but one that has demons of her own. Will she and Bo be able to build on what crazy attraction they have for one another? Or will the secrets that Veronica keeps hidden rear their ugly heads and keep the couple apart forever?
Plot: This plot was different from the rest in the series. Instead of the guy’s past or occupation coming between the couple, in this story it’s the girl’s past that wants to come out to play! I really enjoyed the fact that Veronica wasn’t as clean cut as she was made out to be. She was feisty and had a past to be reckoned with.
Writing: This story could be read as a standalone but I get so much more enjoyment from reading the series as a whole! I think it’s because you get to build on all your knowledge of a certain characters before you get to their story and when you read their story it becomes better somehow. It is also solely written in Bo’s point of view which is super great to read!
Curb Appeal: The cover is just as badass as all of the other ones in the series! But I really love that we can see “his” face in the cover! The blurb is so freaking intriguing! Honestly I’m kind of wishing that this novel had Veronica’s point of view because her take in the blurb was awesome! You can see how explosive these two are in the blurb and it just doubles in the story itself.
Ultimately: I love this MC series! Bo was a great darker character that totally revved my engine! I’m so excited for Coletrane’s story which comes out next and I’m pleading and begging that Rie Warren will consider making Walker, aka He who walks silently, fall hard for some awesome, hard as nails heroine and gets his own novel as well!!!!!! All in all if you want bad girl with a past that is anything but forgiving and hero that is up for the challenge come and check Bo out!!!!
I needed her in my bed.
“Bedroom. Now.” I lifted Veronica off my bike, and she released the strap on her helmet.
She dropped it, then wrenched from my hands. “No.”
“What the fuck do you mean no?”
“Right here. Right now.” She drew her shirt over her head.
“I’m not fucking you in my garage.”
She unzipped her jeans and swished them down her legs. Bra clasp undone, she shook her tits free. Her copper colored nipples leaped up—pebbled against her tawny skin.
My teeth gnashed together.
“Fuck me here. Fuck me now, or not at all.” Her panties skimmed down to her ankles, she slid one finger between her lower lips, spreading a glossy shine over her pussy
My teeth goddamn tingled and my vision went red, as red as the luxurious curls right above her cunt. My cock about ripped through my pants and I balled my hands beside me. Shoulders straining, hips bucking uncontrollably, I tried to breathe deeply but couldn’t.
She sat down sidesaddle on my bike and opened her thighs. With three flat fingers, she spanked her juicy cunt. The wet sound echoed in the garage.
“Why?” My jaw pulsed and my dick throbbed.
I pulled open the top button of my jeans and raised my t-shirt over my head.
“I want you to be unleashed on me.”
I ripped my jeans to my thighs. Stalking her, I stood over her, pumping my swollen so-fucking-hard shaft with tight fast strokes.
I grabbed her chin, forcing her face up, and bit her lip.
“You want me to hurt you, is that it?” Half out of my mind with need, I snarled. “You want me to fuck you like I’m an animal?” I smacked her big tits and watched them bounce.
Reaching up, she twisted my hair, pulling me down. “Yes! Let it go!”
I growled, falling to my knees. I hooked her legs over my shoulders and ate her sweet tight cunt because I was starved for her. I needed her. Lapping and sucking, roughly tongue fucking her until my goddamn tonsils hurt, I listened as she crashed through one orgasm into the next.
Her mouth wide open, I stood and shoved my cock inside her gaping lips. Fisting my hand in her hair, I pumped her face up and down my rod. She drooled. She moaned. She gave me one hell of a hummer, but it wasn’t enough. Saliva streamed from her lips when I withdrew. My cock shined all over, and if I didn’t get inside her perfect pussy soon I was going to become absolutely deranged.
I plunged my fingers inside her. She creamed on them. I quickly found a condom. Ten seconds later it was on. Dragging V off the bike, I forced her against the wall. Pinning her in place with my hands under her ass and her thighs hooked over my forearms, I butted against her slick entrance.
“This is how you want me?”
“I fucking want all of you,” she hissed.
“Then you’re gonna get it.”
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