Title: RIVERS
Author: S.L. Scott
Genre: Standalone Contemporary Romance
Kindle Unlimited
SYNOPSIS
This
Standalone Second Chance Rock Star Romance by New York Times Bestselling Author, S.L. Scott, will have you
falling in love with Rivers Crow while introducing you to his Sexy as Sin
brothers and band mates—Jet, Tulsa, and Ridge.
Rivers Crow has everything he could ever need—a rock star
life, more money than the devil himself, and worldwide fame. Except he’s still
missing the one thing he wants—the girl
he left behind.
Stella Fellowes has a life she doesn’t want—an unfulfilling job,
debt without a ceiling, and lonely nights she spends pretending not to miss the
one thing she needs—the boy who broke her
heart.
Five years later,
the guitarist she once loved is back with a hit record, millions of fans, and
that look in his eye that still makes her weak in the knees. Only she’s not the
same girl he once knew.
When these two
star-crossed lovers come together, time starts to heal old wounds. Although she’s compelled to look past his sins, will he
be able to look past hers?
THE
CROW BROTHERS SERIES
Ridge Coming: September 2018
Bloggers, continue The Crow
Brothers Series with Ridge.
**Series
Cover Designs: RBA Designs**
EXCERPT
#1
Stella Lilith used to have an
adventurous side, but I think it’s been a while since she broke a few rules.
“Will you climb out first?”
There’s my girl. “Yep.” I press
down on the sink, hoping it doesn’t fall off the wall. It looks old, so I’m not
sure it can hold my weight. But it’s getting louder in the hall, so I climb up,
grabbing an exposed pipe above the window, and maneuver my legs through the
opening. Good thing we’re on the ground level. Pushing off, I land on my feet
in the alley and turn around. “Stella?”
She peeks out and by the way her lips
are twisted and her eyes are looking at the cement, she’s nervous. “I don’t
want to fall.”
“I’d never let you. Not to the
ground anyhow.”
For a second, she looks confused,
but her brow relaxes and a small smile appears. “You’ll catch me?”
“Every time.”
She disappears, and I can hear her
climbing onto the sink. Her legs slide out the window until her ass rests on
the metal sill. “Ready for me, Rivers?”
“All my life.”
“For real,” she says, her nerves
causing a slight shake to her tone. “You’re going to catch me, right?”
“Always.” I take her by the ass,
and say, “Put your legs over my shoulders.”
“What? No.”
“Yes. I’ve got you. Then all I have
to do is back up as you slip out.”
“I’m not as light as I used to be.
Are you sure you can handle me?”
I work my way under her so her legs
are over my shoulders. “Don’t worry about me, baby. I can handle you all
right.”
Her thighs squeeze my neck. I like
to think it was the name I slipped in there, but it’s probably because she’s
anxious to do this. She slips out a little more, and our eyes meet. “You’re
sure you’re ready?”
“All you have to do is let go. I
have you.”
Releasing the pipe, she ducks her
head to the side while I support her back with my hands, holding her until she
clears the glass. Helping her upright, my face is against the jeans that cover
her vagina and she’s squeezing my head with her legs so tight I don’t know if
I’m going to live. What a sweet fucking
way to die.
EXCERPT #2
I’m a skilled guitarist. I know how
to make her come using all I’ve learned and playing her like an instrument.
I’m just not sure if I’m ready to
let her have a release. I’m thinking of keeping her on the brink so we can come
together. Stella grinds against my hand, seeking relief. I pull out and replace
my finger with my cock one big inch at a time.
A gasp and then a harsh intake of
air draws my attention to her pretty face. “How do I feel, baby?”
“So good. So much.” Her eyes open
lazily as she takes a slow deep breath and looks into my eyes as I hover over
her. Her hands drift from my shoulders to my jaw. “I want all of you, Rivers.
Your body, your love, this look in your eyes forever. Kiss me.” Fuck. Yes. Forever.
I push in a little more, causing
her eyes to close with the motion. My lips touch hers, and she whispers, “I was
always here waiting for you. I was always yours . . .” I push in farther, her
words driving me to take more. “To love.” Further, the feel of her engulfing me
begins to cloud my thoughts. “To fuck.”
Fuck. I thrust all the way, as deep
as I can go. Her head goes back, her words cries of desire. I kiss the
underside of her chin and fuck.
Fuck.
Love.
Fuck.
Not gentle.
Driving home everything I’ve wanted to tell her
since the day we broke up. “I love you.” I fuck her selfishly. I fuck her to
satisfy my own needs. I fuck her into an apology. “I’m sorry if I hurt you.”
“Don’t
say sorry,” she manages between panting breaths. “You feel so good.”
I
rest on my forearms and take her wrists in hand before pulling them above her
head. Our palms press together. Our fingers entwine. Her body is stretched
beneath me when I kiss her lips, showing her how much I care about her. “I
meant I’m sorry for what I’m about to do to you.”
ABOUT
S.L. SCOTT
Living in the capital of Texas with her family,
Scott loves traveling and avocados, beaches, and cooking with her kids. She's
obsessed with epic romances and loves a good plot twist. Her favorite color is
blue, but she likens it more toward the sky than the emotion. Her home is
filled with the welcoming symbol of the pineapple and finds surfing a challenge
though she likes to think she's a pro.
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