Crazy On You [The Heartbreakers Series, Book II]
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by Caitlyn Willows
Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
Description: Sequel to What About Love?... From the second rock musician Paul Tristan laid eyes on Ceci Powers, he knew she was the one. Too bad she was his brother's girlfriend. A good brother steps aside, and Paul always does the right thing even if it kills him. The fire between Ceci Powers and Brian Tristan died as quickly as it was lit. In its place grew a wanting so fierce, a love so intense, Ceci could barely stand the ache. How can she leave one brother for another? It takes a little bit of fate and a bawdy challenge to get "Mr. Missionary" and "Ms. Vanilla" moving. But a hard nudge is sometimes all someone needs to "go crazy on you." NOTE: Don't miss the sequel If Looks Could Kill, available December 2008. Genres: Contemporary / The Arts / BDSM (Light) / Exhibitionism / Public Places / Series
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2008
eBookwise Release Date: June 2009
11 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [72 KB]
Reading time: 39-54 min.
"5 Blue Ribbons!...The second book in Caitlyn Willows' Heartbreakers series and I thoroughly enjoyed this story...I found these characters to be charming, realistic and lovable but also refreshingly vulnerable. Ceci and Paul complement each other beautifully..."--Chrissy Dionne, Romance Junkies
"Damn him!" The words exploded from his mouth.
Ceci lifted her head from his shoulder, fingers flexed against his chest. A little closer and her palms would cup his nipples; a little lower and her fingers would be able to toy with the hard flesh. The knowledge shot down to his groin, adding more substance to the cock already hard beyond capacity. An erection swelled down one leg of his jeans. That's what he got for not wearing underwear. He placed his hands over hers, intending to move them. Instead, he pressed them flat, stealing the sensation he longed for and trying not to show how much it devastated him that he couldn't have it honestly.
Tears glistened in her sea green eyes and spiked her long lashes. Mouth parted, lips moist and full. It mystified him again why Brian could not be all over her all the time. How Brian could drift away from her the way he had, when Paul ached for just a glimpse of her, held his breath for the sound of her voice, the kiss of her constant laughter, the light in her eyes.
"Don't," she said. "You heard him. He thought Howie had handled all the paperwork for the annulment. It was a wild, crazy weekend ten years ago."
"But he didn't tell us."
"Do you tell him every detail of your sex life?"
Ceci had him there. They weren't teenagers anymore. Sharing sex tales had ended in high school. But it pissed him off that Ceci was defending Brian. Where was her outrage, her fury? She was crying, for fuck's sake! Brian had broken her heart, and here she was, sticking up for him. As far as Paul was concerned, that was only more proof Brian didn't deserve her. But if Ceci loved him, Paul would do everything in his power to make sure she had him, even at the cost to his own heart.
"Don't you worry, baby. I'll make sure this gets fixed fast so you can have the wedding you want. I'm not going to let anything spoil this for you."
She pressed closer, angling her hips a whisper away from his. Too close for Paul's fragile libido. Her body heat poured over his pelvis. His penis pulsed with a life all its own, demanding he thrust forward and cover that last few millimeters between them.
"Paul ... I..."
He braced his hands on her hips and gently set some distance between them before she could feel his hard-on, before he gave in to the urge to grind it against her. All he wanted to do was yank her back and kiss her, haul that cute black-and-white sundress to her waist and wedge her against the nearest wall while he showed her what loving a woman was all about.
She slid her hands over his shoulders, reclaiming the distance he needed. Paul's resolve started to crumble. It would be so easy to take advantage of her turmoil, so easy to swoop in and have her, to know what it felt like to be wrapped in her arms and buried in her heat. And lose her completely because of it. Because if he made love to her once, Paul knew it would never be enough. One of them would have to go, and since he'd be the one at fault...
He grabbed her fingers and took a small step away, holding her hands between them for a shield against his emotions and the aching cock that so wanted to throw caution to the wind and go for it.