Counterpoint, Twisted Wishes #2
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Release Date: September 24, 2018
Publisher: Carina Press
Tropes and Themes: Secret identity. Geeks in love. hurt/comfort. Finding
yourself behind the mask you wear for others.
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Book Synopsis:
Twisted Wishes lead guitarist Dominic “Domino” Bradley is an animal
onstage. But behind his tight leather pants and skull-crusher boots lies a
different man entirely, one who needs his stage persona not only to perform,
but to have the anonymity he craves. A self-imposed exile makes it impossible
to get close to anyone outside the band, so he’s forced to get his sexual fix
through a few hot nights with a stranger.
When computer programmer Adrian Doran meets Dominic, he’s drawn to the other
man’s quiet voice and shy smile. But after a few dirty, demanding nights
exploring Dominic’s need to be dominated, Adrian wants more than a casual
distraction. He has no idea he’s fallen for Domino Grinder—the outlandish,
larger-than-life rock god.
Dominic is reluctant to trust Adrian with his true identity. But when the
truth is revealed prematurely, Dominic is forced to reevaluate both his need
for Adrian and everything he believes about himself.
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Excerpt: (NSFW)
Fingers traced his chin and caressed
his lips. “Fucking hell, babe,” Adrian murmured.
Dom knew from experience that this
wasn’t the end of the night. He didn’t expect Adrian to drop down to his knees,
though, to take Dom’s face between his hands and kiss him like he was the only
man in existence.
But that’s what Adrian did, and Dom
moaned into him, every nerve on fire.
Adrian wiped away the wetness on
Dom’s face. “I love tasting me on your tongue.”
“Fuck my face more often, then.” His
words were whispered and hoarse.
A deep rumble of amusement and a pat
on the cheek. “We’ve only had two nights.”
Felt like so much more. Everything
with Adrian was hot and fast, and yet somehow so slow and perfect, too. Like
now, when Adrian pulled him up from the floor and took him to the bed.
Adrian unclasped the cuffs from each
other. “Lie down on your back. I’m going to tie you to the headboard for a
little while. See what you think of that.”
Dom exhaled, a strange heat running
through his body that had nothing to do with the ache of his cock. “Yeah,
okay.”
Adrian took each arm and swung it up,
murmuring how Dom should move, how he needed to position his body. Gentle
voice, gentle touch. He was still in all his clothing, too.
“Wanna see you naked,” Dom said.
Everything was heady and light again.
Adrian smiled and touched his face.
“Do you?”
“Yeah. I mean, if you want? ’Cause I
guess I’m not supposed to demand anything, am I?”
He couldn’t even name the emotions
that flickered over Adrian’s features, but there was such a weight to them, and
in his gravelly voice. “You, Dominic, can always ask me for anything you wish.”
What he wished. He wanted everything.
This moment. Wednesday. Whatever happened tomorrow. He wanted the band and
Domino. He wanted Adrian to make the world go away so only Dom existed. Dom and
Adrian.
“I’m in way over my head.”
“Shh.” Adrian’s brow furrowed. “So am
I.”
Dom closed his eyes. Oh fucking hell.
He was gonna fall in love with Adrian. After two damn dates. That wasn’t safe
and it wasn’t fair at all.
A touch on his arm had Dom opening
his eyes again. “You’ll miss the show,” Adrian said, and pulled off his tie.
He stripped the rest of his clothing
off, watching Dom the entire time. Soon that amazing body was exposed once
more, in every mouthwatering detail. It was everything Dom remembered, and so
much more. “You’re fucking hot.”
“Why thank you.” Adrian got his
quirky, wicked grin and picked up a bundle of rope. “And as a reward, I’m going
to tie you up. If it’s too much, tell me and I’ll cut you free.”
“It’s not gonna be too much.”
Adrian shook his head. “You don’t
know that yet.”
But he did. Because ropes didn’t
scare him. The thought of being bound only made his blood hot and his mind
relax. What terrified him was the looming future, his guitar, and how much he’d
have to give up to have everything he wanted.
Adrian tied his right wrist first,
stretching his arm in the process, and it felt so damn good he arched his back.
“Fuck, babe, you do like this, don’t you?”
Dom met Adrian’s stare. “Yeah it’s…”
He huffed out a breath. “It’s like soaring.” Or being onstage. The thrill, the
heat and charge, and the utter security. “I’m safe.” He relaxed into the bed.
“I’m safe here.”
Adrian stroked his arms. “Makes me
want to tie your legs down, too.”
Oh hell, that sent a bolt of
lightning down his body. “Yeah, please.”
“Not tonight. Partly to tease
you—because I love that—but mostly because I think you can hold yourself still
for me.”
A different heat flowed and settled
in his balls and dick. The cuffs might calm him, but a hit of Adrian’s command
sent lust racing into every part. “Fuck.”
For that he got a smirk, and Adrian
stroked himself a few times. “Not quite there yet. But I bet once you’re tied
down and listening to me… I will be.”
“I’m listening.”
Fingers danced up his left arm, and
that too was tied to the headboard. Same warm touch swept over Dom’s lips.
“You’re talking, not listening.”
He couldn’t resist opening his mouth and sucking those fingers in.
Adrian hissed, then grunted. “Your mouth is always trouble.”
Author Bio:
Anna
Zabo writes contemporary and paranormal romance for all colors of the rainbow.
They live and work in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, which isn’t nearly as boring as
most people think.
Anna grew up in the
wilds of suburban Philadelphia before returning to their ancestral homelands in
Western Pennsylvania. As a child they were heartily disappointed to discover
that they couldn’t grow up to be what they wanted (a boy, a cat, a dragon), so
they settled on being themself whenever possible, which may be a combination of
a boy, a cat, and a dragon. Or perhaps a girl, a knight, and a writer. Depends
on whom you ask. They do have a penchant for colorful ties and may be hording a
small collection of cufflinks.They can be easily plied with coffee.
Anna has an MFA in Writing
Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University, where they fell in with a roving
band of romance writers and never looked back. They also have a BA in Creative
Writing from Carnegie Mellon University.
Anna uses they/them
pronouns and prefers Mx. Zabo as an honorific.
Author Links:
https://twitter.com/amergina
http://eepurl.com/1QCZ9 (newsletter)
Giveaway:
Enter to win 1 of 2 e-copies of reader’s choice of back catalog books by Anna
Zabo. Must be 18 to enter and win. Open internationally.
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