Friday, December 5, 2014

 Synopsis of Bear, Rebel Wayfarers MC Book #3:
 Rob Crew had purpose in his life. He was a devoted husband, doting father, and committed Navy man…then his life changed forever. Cast adrift, he finds friendships in the Rebel Wayfarers Motorcycle Club and fulfillment as he transitions into the role of loyal and supportive club member. He becomes Bear, a man who fills an important position in this brotherhood of bikers. A caregiver by nature, Eddie’s chosen career focuses on helping the most vulnerable – teaching special needs children and young adults. Surrounded by loving family and friends, she is content with what she considers her full and satisfying life…until she meets Bear, an enforcer for the local MC. Even through their initial encounter is brief, she can’t make herself forget the pain in his eyes as he turned away from her. Their lives intersect at surprising intervals, with each contact underscoring the attraction and connection they share. Can Eddie convince Bear that it is okay to move past his pain and love again?

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Chapter 32 – Nice jacket

Eddie stretched as she woke, jerking when her hands encountered a hard body in the bed beside her. Her eyes flashed open to find amused green ones looking down at her. “Hi,” she whispered, her gaze traveling across his face, smiling and open as he leaned over her.
“Hi back atcha,” he responded, dropping down to place a chaste kiss on her lips.
She turned her head, gauging the time as mid-morning from the light seeping in around the window curtains. “Hungry?” she asked, moving to roll out of bed, finding herself trapped by his body as he angled across her, holding her in place.
“Starving,” he said, rolling his hips into hers, pressing his erect cock against her, sliding it over and across her clit, drawing a gasp from her as her inner muscles tightened involuntarily. “I find myself extremely,” he thrust his hips again, “hungry this morning.” He lowered his head, capturing her mouth in a hard kiss, pulling back to nibble his way along her jaw, nuzzling into her neck below her ear and nibbling her skin softly. “Eddie,” he growled, “I want you.”
Biting down on her bottom lip, Eddie moved her legs, spreading to accept his width and weight, cradling him. She was already wet and ready for him, aroused by his words and desire for her, and with one slow stroke, he thrust inside as she gripped his arms, fingers tightening convulsively around his muscles. He slid one hand down her ribs and across to her ass, tugging at her leg, bringing it up to rest against his hip as he drove deeper, pulling another gasp from her.
“Eddie,” he groaned, lips questing for hers, and he slid his tongue deep into her mouth, stroking hers with the same intensity he was fucking her. “God,” he ground out. “You are so hot.” He pulled his head back, looking at her. “You belong to me.” He made it a statement, a declaration, as he had last night, and she shuddered underneath him, his possessive words evoking a primitive reaction and an orgasm slammed through her.
He abruptly pulled out, dropping his cock onto her stomach and ejaculating on her skin there. She felt him jerk and twitch, hot liquid pooling on her belly. “God, Eddie,” he groaned. Sliding off her to one side, his hand moved up her side to her breasts, moving the jacket to the sides so he had a clear view. Trailing his fingers through the thick liquid, he smeared it up, massaging it into her skin. Bringing his hand down, he pushed his fingers inside her, drawing out her wetness, mixing and spreading it with his semen. He brought a finger tentatively up towards her lips, and she heard his gasp of pleasure as she greedily pulled it into her mouth, sucking and licking it clean.
“That’s so hot, Eddie. Holy…why is that so hot?” he asked with a gasp, and she felt his cock twitch where it rested against her side and hip.
She pursed her lips, running her tongue deliberately over them, taking in every iota of flavor. Smiling at him, she quietly said, “More,” and opened her mouth, waiting.
“Fuck,” he ground out, leaning over and kissing her hard, his hand swiping across her belly and bringing more to her lips as requested. He kissed her around his fingers, their tongues swirling and clashing, sharing as they devoured each other.
Long minutes later, he rested his head on her shoulder, her fingers trailing through his hair while his hand played across the sticky mess on her skin. “Because you marked me,” she said. She smiled as she felt him jerk; he’d been a million miles away and seemed to have forgotten he’d asked a question. He tipped his head up and she laughed. “It’s hot, because you marked me and I loved it.”
“Mmmm,” he murmured in agreement. “Hot.”
“It was,” she agreed and laughed again, “and now it’s not, because it’s sticky.” She raised on her elbows to look down her body, watching as his hand traced designs across her skin.

 Author Bio Brief:
 Plate-spinner / cat herder at work; totally geeked author; single mom in the thick of autism at home; hockey freak; wanna-be hiker; usta-be/on-again EQ gamer; lover of live music. Long: Raised in the south, MariaLisa learned about the magic of books at an early age. Every summer, she would spend hours in the local library, devouring books of every genre. Self-described as a book-a-holic, she says “I’ve always loved to read, but then I discovered writing, and found I adored that, too. For reading … if nothing else is available, I’ve been known to read the back of the cereal box.” A hockey fan, hiker, gamer, and single mom of a special needs son, she embraces her inner geek and has been working in the tech field for a publishing company for a couple decades. Music is a driving passion, and she says, “I love music of nearly any genre — jazz, country, rock, alt rock, metal, classical, bluegrass, rap, hip hop … you name it, I listen to it. I can often be seen dancing through the house in the early mornings. But I really, REALLY love live music. My favorite thing with music is seeing bands in small, dive bars [read: small, intimate venues]. If said bar [venue] has a good selection of premium tequila, then that’s a plus!”   -

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Loved the book if  you like a good read that will get your emotions all over the place you will love this book. Five stars from me a great read.

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