After seeing a flutter of activity online surrounding Devney Perry’s Timid , I had to check it out. Primarily piqued by the blurb’s promise of second chances, redemption, and mutual healing, I one-clicked and found that not only was it a sweet story, it was
spicy in a raw and unvarnished way that I found appealing.
Willa Doon has always been shy. Her quiet demeanor was something she’s always embraced. That is, until Jackson Page moves to town. The one man she desperately wants to take notice struggles to remember her name.
Year after year, Willa stands by, watching as the bartender slash playboy drowns his demons in beer and sex. Then one night, he shows up at her door, suddenly aware that the girl he’s seen around Lark Cove is now a beautiful woman.
Except what he doesn’t remember is that this visit isn’t his first. They spent a night together once before. A night he’s forgotten, thanks to a bottle of tequila.
A night that crushed a timid girl’s heart, and set a broken man on the path to healing them both.
“I’m not much of a fighter and I rarely stand up for myself. But I’m standing up for you. I’ll fight for you.”
Her hands slid up to my cheeks, pushing me back so she could look me in the eye.
“I’m not letting you go. And I’ll never leave you behind.”
I closed my eyes, trying to work up the nerve to leave. But fuck, I wanted to keep her. Forever. Would she stay? Would Willa be that one person to stick? Yes. She was my courageous champion. My warrior. My lover. My friend. My everything. Willa was the one.
“I love you, Jackson Page,” she whispered. “Don’t run away from me. Please.”
I leaned back and swallowed hard. I’d never told anyone that I loved them. She made it seem easy…
“Fuck, your hand feels good.” I closed my eyes and dropped my hand, letting her work me for a minute. When her thumb touched the drop at the tip, my eyes opened just in time to see her lick her lips. Shit, I was going to come if she kept at it. I grabbed her wrist, pulling it away from my cock. Then I planted a knee in the bed and urged her onto her back.…I hovered above her, careful not to shift until she was ready. When she opened her eyes and gave me a small smile, I smiled back. “You’re amazing, babe.”Her shoulders relaxed. “You’re not so bad yourself, Jackson Page.”“You ready for the good stuff?”She giggled. “Show me what you’ve got.”I pressed the base of my cock into her clit, earning a soft purr before pulling out slowly. My strokes began slow and measured… But when her legs wrapped around my hips, urging me on faster, I lost control. Thrust after thrust, I pistoned into her until her moans filled the room. When I reached between us for her clit, it barely took two flicks and she was coming apart, squeezing me so damn tight, I nearly blacked out.“Fuck, Willa!” I roared to the ceiling as her inner walls clenched, milking my own release. I kept my hips moving, my finger on her clit, until the stars cleared from my eyes and I collapsed after the most intense orgasm of my life. Willa let out a contented sigh as she came down from her high. Her arms wrapped around my back and her legs around my ass.“I think you killed me, woman,” I murmured into her hair, making her giggle. I took one last drag of her sweet scent and lifted up to see her face…“I’m perfect. You were perfect.”