Happy Hump Day! I am so excited to share Jamie Begley’s latest novel in today’s Wistfully Wanton feature. Begley is such a fun author to read. She’s been an auto buy for me over the past few years, ever since I came across her first series novel, the MC Club gem, Razer’s Ride. Her world is rich and ever expanding. The characters are so authentic and it is impossible not to fall in love and invest in them. I shamelessly tell anyone who will listen how cracky Begley’s books are, you won’t believe how addictive they are and they feel damn good!
Her latest release is from her Porter’s Brother’s trilogy and features little brother with the big britches, Dustin.
The Porter brothers were raised to live and die by Three Rules.
One, a Porter always keeps what’s his.
Two, a Porter stands his ground.
Dustin never had to search for his true love. They used to play and get in trouble together, shared a playpen, and their mothers used to be best friends. But that was before their fathers made them enemies and changed the course of their lives. Now the Porters stayed on their side of the mountain while the Hayes stayed on theirs.
Believing it was easier to coexist as frenemies with Jessie Hayes rather than changing the Porter stubborn ways, Dustin was content with booty calls, raising his son, and growing weed as a side business … until he heard her screams. Now he was going to show a murderer just how much they had underestimated this Porter brother. And he was going to have to break his father’s last rule: Leave no enemy standing … to claim the enemy that held his heart.
“We both know that emotionally I’ve been a wreck…But today, I think I’m starting to get straightened out, and I don’t need you being my support system anymore, even though I really appreciate everything you’ve done,” she clarified hastily, then droned on with more bullshit. “In the long run, it’s not healthy for me to become dependent on your support. It will only lead to confusion and hurt feelings.”
It was like watching a cute, little bunny scurrying through the woods, unaware a predator was right behind her. The more she kept trying to explain her feelings, the more he was determined not to let her get away.
“I’m not confused. What am I confused about?”
“I’m confused now. I was saying that if we keep spending so much time together at night—”
“You mean when I sleep with you?”
“Okay, so how does that make you confused? I throw a rock, you open the window, we go to bed. Seems simple to me.”
Jessie darted a quick look at his chest before blushing and lifting her eyes once again to his. “I don’t want to become confused about why we’re sleeping together and become hurt when you can’t meet my expectations.”
Dustin scratched the side of his temple. “What expectations do you think I can’t meet?”
Jessie waved her hand airily, blushing. “I don’t expect you to meet any expectations yet. That’s what I’m trying to tell you I don’t want to become confused about.”
“Let’s put it this way, then,” Dustin drawled out. “Which expectations are you worried that I can’t meet that would lead you to becoming hurt and confused?”
“I can’t be friends with you, Dustin. The more time we spend together, the harder it will be for me. The women in town like to gossip about your booty calls and date nights. You’ll get tired of keeping me company and want to get back to your normal hound dog fun, and I don’t want you having to worry about blowing me off when you want to go out to scratch an itch. And as much I wouldn’t want to be, I could become hurt and confused when you do. So, it’ll just be easier if we quit seeing each other, so that I won’t become—”
“Hurt and confused?”
“Let me help you with your confusion, when I’m in your bed, I’m not thinking about booty calls with other women… “I’m so … glad you’re starting to get your head on straight so that I can stop playing Mr. Nice Guy and tell you that friendship is the fucking last thing I want from you. Friends fuck you over. I make a lousy friend; you know that. “What I do want from you, when you’re ready, is a relationship where you won’t have to wonder about why I’m in bed with you—you’ll fucking know. “I’m not a kid anymore, and neither are you. I won’t have another woman in my life who isn’t willing to let everyone know we have committed ourselves both physically and emotionally to each other.
“The only memories I want on your mind are the ones that we’re going to make tonight.”
She teasingly licked her lips. “Are they going to be good?”
“Baby, they’re going to blow your mind.” Dustin went slowly, kissing her until she was clinging to his shoulders. Then, covering her body with his, he had to grit his teeth to keep from coming in his jeans when her breasts cushioned his chest. “Lord, have mercy,” he groaned, nuzzling the side of her neck. Dragging his lips to the cleft between her breasts, he turned his head to the side to glide over the mound of her breast to her strawberry-colored nipple. Twirling his tongue along the peak, he then sucked the tender bud between his teeth. As she arched under him, he had to start counting backward to remain in control. He didn’t want to take her in a frenzy of heated need.
For now, he would entice her with words, kisses, and gentle touches… He sensually released her nipple to sweep his mouth over to her other breast, sucking the nipple into his mouth to turn it into a nub like the other one. Releasing it with a pop, he met her luminous eyes as he played with it with his tongue before pushing her breast up and raking his teeth down the slop to the sensitive underside. Using his teeth, he sucked on a small section of her skin for a couple of seconds before releasing it. Laving the small red spot, he then moved downward, sliding his mouth to her bellybutton, then farther down to the curls that guarded the portal he was trying to find before he felt her tugging at his hair.
“I need to taste you.” Dustin slid his tongue down the fleshy lips as he parted them wider with his fingers. His legs were hanging off the mattress as he scooted down farther. Going to his knees on the floor, he hooked his hands under her knees and lifted her to his rapt gaze. “You’re beautiful,” he breathed out in awe. Jessie raised her eyebrows.
“Why is the first time you call me beautiful, you’re not looking at my face?”
“Because I know what’s important.” Raising her hips, he ran his tongue along the length of her pussy, stopping at her clit to taste the juicy center. That she was wet made his movements bolder as he lashed at her clit with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth in a sensuous move that had her nearly arching out of his hands. Holding her tighter, he played with the responsive nub until he felt her thighs stiffen and begin to tremble. Her gasps of pleasure as she shook in the throes of her orgasm were more than he could take. Removing his hands from her pussy, he reached for the condoms he had left on the crate by the candles. Unbuttoning his jeans and sheathing himself, he saw her beginning to come out of her pleasure-induced haze. He started tugging her downward until her ass came off the end of the mattress, gently poising her over his cock. She blinked her hazel eyes, realizing what he was about to do. With trust, she placed her hands on his shoulders as he lowered her over his dick. Clenching his teeth, he let her sink down; her pussy enveloped his cock in its silky warmth as he slowly sunk deeply within.
“Lord, have mercy,” he moaned.
Have mercy indeed!