SYNOPSIS
Sex. Who really knows sex? I mean, we've all had sex, great
sex even but when you get down to the details, how many of us actually see sex
for the raw, primal act that it is?
I thought I knew sex. I've had sex. Heck, I've felt lust. Once, I've even felt love. I thought I knew exactly what sex was.
Until I met Cade.
He's the meaning of sex.
He's a biker.
He's dangerous.
He's powerful.
He's dominant.
He wants me.
My world is about to change, for the better? I don't know. But here's my story, I hope you're ready for it because it's not the beautiful, heart wrenching story most people have to tell. It's passionate, forbidden, morally incorrect and downright, fucking beautiful.
I thought I knew sex. I've had sex. Heck, I've felt lust. Once, I've even felt love. I thought I knew exactly what sex was.
Until I met Cade.
He's the meaning of sex.
He's a biker.
He's dangerous.
He's powerful.
He's dominant.
He wants me.
My world is about to change, for the better? I don't know. But here's my story, I hope you're ready for it because it's not the beautiful, heart wrenching story most people have to tell. It's passionate, forbidden, morally incorrect and downright, fucking beautiful.
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EXCERPT
I don’t
know what I expected Cade to do, but what he does, has my head spinning. He
takes me to a private bar out the back, and locks the door. It’s empty, and my
guess, not used a great deal. I watch as he stalks over to the bar and walks
around, picking up a bottle of whiskey. He flicks the top off, and puts it to
his mouth, drinking. I watch as his throat moves, and oh my, I think my panties
just went from soaked to drenched. When he puts the bottle down, he opens the
nearby freezer and pulls out some ice. He shrugs off his leather jacket, grips
the hem of his shirt and tears it off. I stare, eyes wide.
Cade
is f**king beautiful. Every inch of him would make any woman’s panties soaked
in seconds. He comes around the bar and stops in front of me. His face is hard
to read, but I can still see the lingering anger behind his stony expression.
He’s angry at me, no, he’s fucking wild at me. Understandable, I suppose. I
watch as he reaches down, gripping his jeans and popping the top button. I
swallow and my palms become damp. When he lowers them and his c*ck springs
free, I shudder. He steps forward, gripping my jaw and running his thumb over
my bottom lip. His gaze is intense, fierce, even a touch feral. He grips a
couple of ice cubes, and puts them towards my mouth.
“Suck
these, then get on your knees sugar, and suck my c*ck.”
ABOUT BELLA JEWEL
Bella Jewel is an aussie girl
through and through. She spent her life in Western Australia, growing up in
many different areas of the state. She now currently lives in Perth with her
husband, children and mass amounts of pets. She's crazy, fun, outgoing and
friendly. Writing is her passion, she started at the young age of 18 but
finally got the courage up to publish, and her first novel Hell's Knights will
be released in August 2013.
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