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Driving Whiskey Wild
The Whiskey's series
Melissa Foster
Releasing February 21, 2018
World Literary Press
Special Forces veteran and Dark Knights Motorcycle Club member Bullet Whiskey lives to protect his family, their bar, and the residents of his small hometown. He's rough, unapologetic, and haunted by a secret, painful past. He's also a master at keeping people away, and when his sister hires gorgeous and sweet Finlay Wilson to help expand their biker bar, he knows just how to get rid of her.
After losing her boyfriend and her father, Finlay moves back to her hometown to be closer to the little family she has left. She needs her temporary job at Whiskey Bro's to get her catering business off the ground, and she's determined not to let the gruff, arrogant mountain of a man Bullet Whiskey scare her off.
Finlay is everything Bullet has never wanted. She's afraid of his dog, afraid of motorcycles, and sweet enough to give him cavities, but as she weaves her way into the hearts of everyone around him, he's powerless to resist her charms. Passion ignites, but trust doesn't come easily, and when their pasts collide, Bullet finds out the true meaning of protecting those he loves.
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“Do you want to go
out with me, Finlay? Or are you playing some sort of game?”
“I don’t know,”
she said honestly, throwing her hands up, frustrated with her own confusion.
“Yes…Wait, no. Yes…”
He cocked his head
with a perplexed expression.
“I’m sorry! I’m
really confused. You mess with my head. Or rather, you’ve been messing with my
head since the wedding. But that’s not your fault. And now I’m rambling, but I
want to be honest with you. The truth is, I’m curious about
you. Maybe more than curious,” she said, moving around him so she could pace.
“But I don’t know what you expect from women, and I don’t know anything about
your biker lifestyle. I don’t think I’m a biker girl. But I don’t really know
that. I do know I’m probably not like the women you’re used to, and motorcycles
scare me. And sometimes you scare me. Not you, you, but the idea of
you, because I’m not sure who you really are. But you also
turn me on, which makes it all even more confusing.”
A slow grin spread
across his face.
“See? That smile
makes my stomach go all sorts of crazy.”
“Call me nuts, but
I think that’s a good thing, Fins.”
The
endearment also made her insides flutter. But none of that
came close to the worries welling up inside her right that second as the big,
confident caretaker to all around him stood looking at her like he was hanging
on her every word, and the truth came tumbling out. “I haven’t been with a lot
of guys, and like I said, I don’t know what you expect. You’re all power
and”—she tried to use her hands to emphasize her thoughts, but she ended up
looking like she was imitating a bear, with claws extended—“sexuality,
like you’re ready to swoop in and devour me. But I’m not sure I can handle
being devoured, because it’s been so long since I’ve even kissed a guy that I
might have…”
He stepped closer
as slow as could be and placed a hand on her hip. She was mesmerized by his
gentle approach and the touch of his hand as he brushed her hair over her
shoulder, holding her gaze so intensely, she couldn’t speak. His hand slid
softly to the nape of her neck, then into her hair, until his long fingers
cradled the back of her head. His other arm circled her waist, holding her
against him.
“Forgotten how…”
she whispered.
He gave her plenty
of time to pull away, to tell him no, but her voice was silenced by
the throbbing of her heart, the wanting in her head. As he lowered his face
toward hers, she went up on her toes, bracing for a fierce, possessive kiss.
But his mouth came gently down over hers, drawing a breathy sigh. His lips were
warm and soft, his hands hard and hot, and her body was a vibrating mess. His
beard scratched her cheeks, sending swirls of desire spiraling through her
core. He pressed her tighter against him, angled her head and kissed her
harder. His tongue swept across the seam of her lips, and she surrendered to
his masterful seduction. His whole body beat against her like a pulse, bringing
a surge of lust from some forgotten place inside her. He took the kiss deeper,
tasting every dip and swell of her mouth, and a heady sound rumbled in the back
of his throat. And oh, how she loved that! She’d never been kissed so
thoroughly, been wanted so desperately. She never imagined that the man who was
forward motion personified could harness that power and deliver it with such
all-consuming passion. She couldn’t resist lifting higher on her toes, clawing
at his shoulder, trying to taste more of his sweet and sinful desire. He was
right there with her, gripping her waist as he lifted her off her feet, holding
her against his hard frame, her legs dangling off the ground as he kissed her
breathless.
She was so lost in
the slide of their tongues, the purely male, utterly unique taste of him, time
failed to exist. They could have been kissing for hours, maybe even days. By
the time her feet touched the ground, her noodle legs refused to work. But they
didn’t need to. Bullet was still holding her tight, kissing her softer now, his
scratchy beard trailing after his lips across her jaw, all the way to her ear.
His warm breath
seeped into her skin as he whispered, “I think you remember how to kiss just
fine. Go out with me, lollipop. You don’t have to be a biker girl. Just
be my girl.”
Bullet and Finley appearances are complete opposites, but somehow they are the perfect together. Under Bullet's gruff and somewhat scary appearance, lies a heart of gold. Under Finley's good girl image, lies a sexy and strong woman. I liked that took some time to get to know each other and that it made the sexual tension more intense. Just like and other Melissa Foster romance, this story has a nice balance of heat and emotion.
I voluntarily reviewed an advanced reader copy of this book. I was not compensated for this review, all conclusions are my own.
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Melissa Foster is a New
York Times & USA Today bestselling and award-winning author. She writes
sexy and heartwarming contemporary romance and new adult romance with
emotionally compelling characters that stay with you long after you turn the last
page. Melissa's emotional journeys are lovingly erotic and always family
oriented-perfect beach reads for contemporary romance lovers who enjoy reading
about wealthy heroes and smart, sassy heroines.
I'm so happy that you enjoyed Bullet and Finlay's story! Thank you for reviewing! XOXO
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