Dirty Like Jude is the fifth novel in a sexy, dynamic and beloved series that is showing no signs of slowing down. All are full-size novels that are incredibly fast reads, *sigh* it is always a fun and smexy day when a Dirty band novel is in hand! Did I mention rockstar romance done absolutely right?
There’s always been a spark between Jude Grayson and Roni “Wild Card” Webber.
Unfortunately, whenever it ignites… it explodes.
And they both get burned.
As head of security for Dirty—his best friend’s rock band—and a member of the West Coast Kings motorcycle club, Jude had a choice to make, long ago. Loyalty or love. Brotherhood or her.
But now the woman he left behind is suddenly everywhere he turns.
Problem is, Roni’s still got a wild side—and another biker for a boyfriend.
… And Jude’s got a fire for her that just won’t die.
Roni and Jude are about to play a dangerous game.
A game they’ve never known how to win…
and their hearts can’t afford to lose.
Beat of the heart…
Jude Grayson had strength and confidence and charisma; those were three of the things I’d always been most drawn to in him. But he was human. He was full of contradictions, weaknesses and insecurities, just like anyone.
“Women like dark and mysterious, too,” I told him. I ran my hand down the side of his face, over his soft stubble, looking in his dark eyes.
“True. Pretty sure Jesse gets laid once in a while.”
“Women like devoted,” I told him, in all seriousness. “Women like respect. Women like to be loved.”
His eyes softened as he gazed at my lips. “That so?”
“Women like men who make them feel like the only woman in the world.”
“Mmm.” He walked me slowly back until we bumped up against my desk.
“I don’t think I’ve respected you on this desk yet,”
he murmured, brushing his lips over mine again… and sending a shiver of desire through me, so strong. Then he curled his hand around the back of my neck and pulled me to him for a toe-curling kiss… while his other hand roamed down my body and started peeling off my clothes… And he made me feel like the only woman in the world, the way only he knew how.
Beat of the booty…
He grinned his gorgeous, rare grin. “[I] Aim to please.”
Before he got all cocky about it, I informed him, “You know, you look like your brother when you grin.”
The smile faltered and his eyes narrowed at me. “Do not talk to me about my brother when my dick’s out.”
I grinned and kissed him, kicking off my boots, then shimmied my panties down around my ankles, pulling both feet completely free of the leggings and panties. I wrapped one naked leg around his hip as he put on a condom.
“I love it when you come all prepared like a Boy Scout.”
“I know you do.”
Then he shoved into me. He gripped my ass with his big hands, hiking me up on his hips, and I wrapped both legs around him. He carried me toward the counter, looking for somewhere to put me…and put me up against the door instead. He hooked his arms under my thighs and looked in my eyes. Then, just when I’d braced myself, expecting him to start pounding, he kissed me instead, slow and deep. Then he eased his cock into me, filling me slowly… and a warm rush that felt like love and lust all mixed up together spread through my body. I closed my eyes, just savoring it.
“I ever tell you I love you, Roni Webber?” Jude murmured in his low, rough voice. I opened my eyes. He was looking at me, his gaze intent on my mouth.
“Not in so many words. Or any words, really. But… I kinda knew. For maybe five minutes. You know, before you broke my heart.”
His dark eyes met mine. “I love you.”
Then he kissed me, hot and deep, as he fucked me against the bathroom door. It was slow but it was passionate and it was Jude, so at some point I definitely heard the door or the door frame crack behind me.
“Oh, shit…” I was right on the edge of orgasm when it happened. “I think… baby, I think we broke the door.”
I believe there may be some polarizing reaction to this particular story. Roni and Jude are unconventional and both have some very honest and very human ideas about sex and relationships. Beyond their initial hang-ups and prideful displays that get in the way, their mutual growth made me love them and respect their journey.
Dirty Like Jude is cracky rockstar romance and trust me, you want a hit! Though best experienced as a series, it can be read alone and is a good choice to get your feet wet and a taste of the series. Dirty loyalists are sure to enjoy, and dare I saw, riot if band member Zane’s book isn’t next! because ZAGGY!!
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