by Emily Bowie
His hand molds them perfectly with light touches, then a strong, tight squeeze on my nipple, causing me to moan and arch into him. Greedily I rub against him, and I can feel his arousal. Another grind of the hips and I have a slight idea about how big he is. His lips leave mine and sweep across my neck. It feels amazing. Then I can feel the light breeze from the night dance upon my skin as he lifts my shirt up and his mouth clamps down onto one of my puckered nipples. It’s the right amount of pressure and tongue.
I feel his fingers playing with the button of my pants and I stretch out my hands to do the same to him. To only have my hands swept up with his left hand and gripped to allow them no movement. It takes him no time to unzip my pants, the breeze coasting along the edges of my cream-colored thong, as he tried to pull the material away with one hand. His lips have come back up and when they leave my skin he says, “When I let go of your hands, I want you to touch your tits.” I can feel his grip loosen on my wrists until they are holding themselves up and he is shimmying my tight pants down to my ankles. His fingers stroke my legs and he plants light kisses along the inside of my thigh as he moves up. My clit is throbbing, needing him to touch me more. His breath feels hot on my already wet, thin cotton strip. He kisses the material, causing me to want to jump him even more.
The feeling is so light on the fabric it’s infuriating, causing me to get even more hot and bothered. My hands knead my boobs, pinching my nipples as I try to replicate his touch from earlier. I can feel my panties slowly being pulled down and I am bare to him. I’m too aroused to care if anyone can see us. But I also know that being this far back into the parking lot, no one will see a thing.
Then a song cuts through the silence of the night. I hear him curse under his breath, just as I can feel the tip of his tongue. A tongue I want very much to lick me and to fuck me.
“One second, sweetheart.” Then his touch is gone. “Is this important?” I hear him ask.
I open my eyes to see him crouched near the ground with his cell phone to his ear. What the hell?
“I told you earlier that I will go when I have time. So the fact that I haven’t gone in means I haven’t had a chance yet.” I can see his jaw clench. He holds up a lone finger trying to indicate one second.
No fucking hell. I, Cassy Campbell, do not play seconds to a phone call. If this isn’t the biggest buzz kill I don’t know what is. Then I can hear voices enter the parking lot. Quickly, I bend down to pull up my pants, trying to put myself back together before stomping off to go find Kat. She is probably worried sick wondering where I had just wandered off to.
I can hear him call after me, but makes no move to chase me or hang up his phone call. What a waste of good talent. This is why I should have never broken my third date rule. Hell, my no one-night stand rule.
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BRODY
I watch her march away from me and scrub my face with my one hand, as my cell phone is tight to my ear. Fucking hell. That did not go as planned.
I can still hear my Lieutenant Colonel disciplining me. I let him ramble on; interrupting will do me no good. They just don’t get it, no one does. It’s a lot more than my ego that is hurt. I put on a good face telling my brothers, Chase and Tyson, that I want to be in Three Rivers. But, in truth, I am ashamed and the damage done to me has killed a part of my soul. No one truly knows the depth of the accident. I can’t bring myself to accept it yet. Other than the army, no one knows of the doctor’s orders I refuse, or the mandated counselling appointments.
The only thing everyone knows is that I was promoted to Corporal then got hurt. I can’t face the people back home. I play it off like it’s nothing. But this is why I am in fact hiding in Three Rivers.
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Other books by Emily Bowie
Bennett Brothers Series
Book 1: Recklessly Mine (Chase’s story)
Book 2: Recklessly Forbidden (Tyson’s story)
Book 3: Recklessly Devoted (Brody’s story) Coming 2018.
Castle Series
Book 1: Allure of the O’Neal Sisters
Book 2: Allure Behind the Closed Door
Book 3: The Allure Behind Rose
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A note from the author
Book five, second book in my second series. My writing style has changed greatly since my debut book. The Bennett Brothers Series are my first books with non-family beta readers.
This series idea came to me while writing Recklessly Mine. As I was writing Chase’s story, Tyson’s story wouldn’t let up and I just knew I had to write a book just for him.
Acknowledgments
My beta readers are very involved with the process of writing a book. They each take their time, acting like a sounding board when I have an idea. I am constantly asking what they think. This book would not have been as good without their honest opinions and helpful suggestions. Beta readers do not just read the book once, it can be multiple times with a deadline. Thank you for taking the time out of your lives to help me. I am so lucky to call you all friends.
Arielle—I love our weekly conversations. I love how just a “normal” conversation can be turned and somehow I have a scene for a chapter in my book.
Sara—I love your honesty. Our ideas flow so well together. You are creative where I am not. I can always count on you when I am being indecisive.
Jerilyn—You are a ray of sunshine. I love your enthusiasm and ALL of the notes you give me while reading! They really help when deciding what and how to tweak.
To my editor, Megan! Well, girl, you were at the start of this journey with me. I have come a long way since then. Your input to my story to make the storyline better is always appreciated. You make me a stronger writer and pushed me to make Recklessly Forbidden be my best work. Thank you for the dedication you have shown me!
To my husband—Thank you with putting up with me on my phone (to market just one more idea!) Putting up with my “I’ll be down in one more minute” when I’m on the computer. Without your support this process of writing and finishing a book could never happen. I love you.
Thank you to the Next Step PR, especially Kiki and Ruth for helping me along the way. This is my third book with your help and you have helped me grow.
Thank you to Sybil at PopKitty Design for making such a wonderful beautiful cover. You did an amazing job, and put up with all of my tweaks and never complaining.
Thank you to Bex Harper for making my beautiful images. You did a bang up job! They are beautiful and capture what I wanted perfectly.
Thank you, Colleen, at Itsy Bitsy Book Bits for helping with my cover reveal.
Lastly I would like to thank you, the reader, and all of the bloggers who has helped with my book’s release.
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