Title: Dex
Series: Kinky Shine #1
Author: Stephanie Witter
Genre: Rockstar Romance/Contemporary
Release Date: May 3, 2016
Blurb
She succeeded in making him feel like a man. A normal functioning man when he hadn’t felt that way in years.
"Who're you f*cking?"
When my father, manager of the worldwide phenomenon Kinky Shine, asked me to come and help the band members appear more approachable I never thought my first meeting with Dex Bowers would start with such a question.
Immediately, I wanted to strangle him, wipe the smirk off his face and force him to mutter more than three words.
But there's something mysterious about him that was electrifying and the more he pushed me away and angered me, the more I wanted to know him and push through his hangups.
"Trust. That f*cking trust thing didn't come easily to me."
In the five years since my band became famous, not once had I been photographed with a woman. I knew it fed the supposed mystery surrounding me, but the real truth was far more humiliating than I was comfortable with.
That was until Harley Floyd walked in and I was left with a mind numbing lust for her that scared me shitless. It should be easy to let go and trust her just enough to have fun, to be happy I could finally come up with new material for our next album. But nothing was easy and with a life made of sex, drugs, and rock n' roll I wasn't sure if anything could last. Not even my band.
"What twenty-five year old was f*cking lost when his cock was rock hard when close to a gorgeous woman? One answer to that; a man who hadn’t had sex in a really long time."
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Excerpt
“Harley…’’ There was a fucking warning in her name, but she didn’t budge, didn’t bat an eye. But she did stop breathing for a second and her green eyes darkened again. My whole body shivered at her reaction. I inhaled and I didn’t smell the traffic exhaustion or other smells associated with LA. No, what I smelt was her vanilla perfume.
I pressed harder in the wall, the concrete biting into my back. I clenched my fists and kept my eyes locked with hers. I traced my lower lip with my tongue and her eyes went down to my mouth. My heart tripled in beat and a low growl escaped me. It couldn’t be heard with the bustling noise of the city, but it shocked me. I couldn’t remember the last time I had such a reaction.
When I thought she’d take a step toward me, she took one backward and away from me. Her eyes widened and she blushed. “I guess this time I should be the one leaving,’’ she said in a small voice, her words stumbling into each other's .
“No.’’ What the fuck was I saying?
“What? I mean,’’ she shook her head. “I’m leaving.’’
I grabbed her shoulders and crowded her space before I realized what I was doing. Her scent enveloped me, enticed me. The thin material of her top was soft under my fingers, almost like nothing was separating me from her body. If I took a half step toward her I would feel her perfect breasts against my chest. I clenched my jaw and tried to calm my labored breathing. After a few seconds without moving she tilted her head upward to look at me and I was fucked. I thought I had been before that, but now, now I was lost to the sensations she was awakening in me, sensations I thought were gone.
Her lips, lush and parted called out to me. Her cheeks coloring more and more into a deeper red had me ready to damn myself for this show of innocence. Her eyes, bright and yet getting glassier showed nothing akin to innocence and that made me ready to come in my fucking pants. She was a contradiction and I would have never thought it’d be so tantalizing.
“What are you doing?’’ she whispered and her breath brushed my neck. I closed my eyes, my lips parted on a low moan. Fuck. What was she doing to me?
“Push me away. Now.’’
I kept my eyes closed to better feel the brush of her breathing on my skin. My cock was pushing against my zipper and it was fucking painful. I wanted to squeeze myself and jerk off to find a release, but I couldn’t. We were on a street in broad daylight.
I waited and waited and nothing happened. She kept on breathing irregularly and didn’t push me away.
I pressed harder in the wall, the concrete biting into my back. I clenched my fists and kept my eyes locked with hers. I traced my lower lip with my tongue and her eyes went down to my mouth. My heart tripled in beat and a low growl escaped me. It couldn’t be heard with the bustling noise of the city, but it shocked me. I couldn’t remember the last time I had such a reaction.
When I thought she’d take a step toward me, she took one backward and away from me. Her eyes widened and she blushed. “I guess this time I should be the one leaving,’’ she said in a small voice, her words stumbling into each other's .
“No.’’ What the fuck was I saying?
“What? I mean,’’ she shook her head. “I’m leaving.’’
I grabbed her shoulders and crowded her space before I realized what I was doing. Her scent enveloped me, enticed me. The thin material of her top was soft under my fingers, almost like nothing was separating me from her body. If I took a half step toward her I would feel her perfect breasts against my chest. I clenched my jaw and tried to calm my labored breathing. After a few seconds without moving she tilted her head upward to look at me and I was fucked. I thought I had been before that, but now, now I was lost to the sensations she was awakening in me, sensations I thought were gone.
Her lips, lush and parted called out to me. Her cheeks coloring more and more into a deeper red had me ready to damn myself for this show of innocence. Her eyes, bright and yet getting glassier showed nothing akin to innocence and that made me ready to come in my fucking pants. She was a contradiction and I would have never thought it’d be so tantalizing.
“What are you doing?’’ she whispered and her breath brushed my neck. I closed my eyes, my lips parted on a low moan. Fuck. What was she doing to me?
“Push me away. Now.’’
I kept my eyes closed to better feel the brush of her breathing on my skin. My cock was pushing against my zipper and it was fucking painful. I wanted to squeeze myself and jerk off to find a release, but I couldn’t. We were on a street in broad daylight.
I waited and waited and nothing happened. She kept on breathing irregularly and didn’t push me away.
So I did the only thing I could; I opened my eyes.
Author Bio
Stephanie Witter is a dreamer. She started learning English at three, and fell in love with the language. Always with a book or two close by, she can't spend a day without reading (or writing).
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Dex and Harley #ship
Dex by Stephanie Witter is a fast paced low angst read. I swiped through the pages loathing every interruption and every moment I had to put my kindle down to attend to real life.
Harley, a successful music blogger and social media expert, is enlisted by her father who is the manager of Kinky Shine to put the band on the social media map. Right away, she is put off by the arrogant, obnoxious vocalist/guitarist Dex who offends her by suggesting she slept her way into an interview with him. Once Dex finds out who she is, he is properly aghast and remorseful enough that he emerges as not only a colorful character but a likeable one. As the chapters go by, more is revealed about Dex, further endearing him. After the initial disastrous meeting, Dex and Harley find an instant unexplained attraction to each other. They are both cautious, each for their own reasons, exploring this crush cautiously, taking their relationship slow. As their friendship blossoms into more, a secret comes to light within the band. The band members have always been as tight as brothers and have welcomed Harley into their fold, but she worries this secret could be the undoing of her closeness with them and break the bond of trust between her and Dex. Even worse, the fate and fame of Kinky Shine could be threatened.
Dex ends as a HEA but only after pulling the reader into a darker world of rock, paparazzi, and drugs than shows on the surface, yet in an extremely sweet and lighthearted way. I loved this one and will be recommending it!
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