The Dark and Damaged Hearts, Book 8

Hard, Fast and Madly: Part 2 (a duet)

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What’s life without a splash of chaos?

At least that seems to be my new moto. In the blink of an eye my once boring, mundane life has turned on its head and I’m suddenly at the center of criminal case that threatens all the people I’ve come to love dearly.

And that includes Jake.

He brought me back from the brink of despair, loving me harder than I’ve ever been loved before.

Now we’re forced to face the enemies together—head on, but when Jake’s own life takes an unexpected turn and he’s left questioning his entire identity, I fear I might not be able to help him when he needs me the most.

We’re being pulled in too many directions. Our lives are in turmoil. The sea is too rough, and we’re in nothing but a cracked canoe.

I need to help him find himself again in time, otherwise the danger and drama that surrounds us both might end up being too much for our love to handle … or survive.

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Excerpt

“Come whenever you need to,” he said, the vibration of his voice making me tremble and causing my hips to leap off the bed.

With the twist of his finger, I detonated.

My mouth opened up, ready to cry out, when I remembered the house full of people. Mid-ecstasy, I grabbed the pillow beside me, bit down on it and shoved my pelvis against his face as bright lights flashed behind my eyelids.

Slowly but surely, I found my way back down to earth. I had to tap Jake on the head, because even after my orgasm, his diligence never ceased.

“I’ll be right back,” he said with a triumphant grin before ducking out of the bedroom, leaving me naked, satiated and boneless on the bed. Seconds later he returned, a glass of water in his hand. “Here, I thought you might be thirsty.”

I was.

How did he know?

I accepted the cup and chugged it.

“Thank you.”

“So.” He crawled back up the bed and sat next to me, reaching over and rolling a nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “How was that?”

I melted into his touch and closed my eyes. “That was … incredible.”

“Look at me.”

I opened my eyes and was struck dumb with what I saw. There was complete and utter enchantment in his eyes, deep aquamarine swimming with curiosity and intrigue. “You’re perfection,” he breathed. “Thank you so much for being here. It means everything to me.”