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Series: The Burke Brothers
Published by Pocket Star on 10/12/2015
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
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Also in this series: Dirty Secret (The Burke Brothers, #1), Dirty Past
Also by this author: Dirty Secret (The Burke Brothers, #1), Dirty Past
Bad boy drummer Aidan Burke of Dirty B takes center stage in New York Times bestselling author Emma Hart’s hotly anticipated follow-up to Dirty Past and Dirty Secret!
Aidan Burke is the perfect rebound guy for Jessie Law after she catches her asshole ex-boyfriend with his hands down some other girl’s pants. The world-famous drummer of Dirty B isn’t shy about his preference for no-strings-attached relationships, so when she meets him on a night out, she takes him up on his simple proposal: One night of fun. Hot sex. Zero expectations.
But Dirty B’s tour is over, and they’re back in South Carolina—which means running into Aidan more often than Jessie would like.
When Aidan saves Jessie from her ex-boyfriend by insisting the two are dating, the band’s manager convinces them to keep up the charade in the hopes of re-inventing Dirty B’s image as lovable bad boys, as opposed to d-bags. Now all Aidan and Jessie have to do is put on a very obvious, very public show to convince everyone their affection is real.
But pretending to be in a relationship is harder than it seems. Aidan’s hordes of jealous fans have no problem bombarding Jessie with threatening messages online—and worse. And things only get more complicated when Jessie realizes her feelings for Aidan may not be so fake after all. Can Jessie live with the risks? And is Aidan willing to let her?
I love this series so much. Aidan and Jessie are so much fun and so freaking spunky. They are both very stubborn, and try to do the whole pretend relationship thing. That works out for absolutely nobody. No matter how hard you try, feelings always have a way of sneaking in.
Aidan thinks he should be listened to regardless of what Jessie says or thinks. Even though he swoops in and saves her a couple of times. He just needs to learn to go about things in a more gentle way. Jessie is strong-willed. She doesn’t want to do this, and fights him constantly with it.
The chemistry between Aidan and Jessie is undeniable. I loved the writing. It was fun, and had quite a few funny moments, and lightbulb moments for the characters. I loved seeing the whole group together and I can’t wait for the next book!
“You think I’m gonna take you back to my mom’s?”
She opens her mouth then closes it again. “Ah.”
“Ah.” I smile, gently stroking my thumb across her thigh. “So? Where to? Because you don’t look so sure about either.”
“I’m not,” she admits softly. “But hey, I’m already gonna get shit tomorrow because I left with you, so I may as well earn a damn good reply. That and I’m technically out for a rebound fuck.”
“So you’re using me,” I murmur, moving closer and touching my lips to her jaw.
“Only as much as you are me,” she breathes as I kiss my way around the curve of her jaw to the corner of her mouth. I linger there for a moment, waiting for her to make the move, because I’m an asshole, but not that much of an asshole.
“Hotel,” she whispers, her breath hitching. “Definitely the hotel.”
“Hotel,” I say loudly, reaching to knock on the partition. “The usual.” One loud rap and the car buzzes as the engine comes to life.
“The usual,” I repeat.
Jessie’s face turns into mine, her brows drawn together and her lips barely a breath from mine.
And, sweet shit, I’ve been fucking waiting for this all night.
I kiss her, our lips molding together as I slip my hand around the back of her neck and her hair twines around my fingers and she grasps the collar of my shirt tightly. Her leg muscles tense as my mouth moves over hers.
She tastes like fucking cosmos. Sweet but tangy, sharp but fruity. Just like her. And it’s so fucking delicious that I pull her farther into me so I can feel more, taste more, of her. She curves her body into me, one leg lifting and her heel brushing against my calf. I take my hand from between her legs and grab her hip, maneuvering her on top of me. Her knees fall to either side of my hips and she gasps as her center pushes against my already hard cock, straining against my jeans.
The slight part of her lips gives me the opening I need to flick my tongue against hers. I do it, tentatively, waiting for her to respond, handing her control I know won’t last.
When she’s on top of me this way, her pussy against my cock with only two pathetic layers of fabric between us, my own control is severely waning.
I wrap my arm around her as she wraps her hand around my neck and grasps my hair and kisses me, tiny moans leaving her mouth. If I could flip her onto her back and get the driver out of the car and fuck her right here on the backseat, I would. I would lift that sinfully tight dress, tug her panties away by whatever means necessary, and bury myself inside her before she could utter my name.
“Sir? We’re here.”
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