King and Pup are back in this exciting conclusion to the
King Series by T.M. Frazier releasing August 17th!
I. Remember. Everything.
Only now I wish I didn’t.
When the fog is sucked away from my mind like smoke through a vacuum, the truth that has been beyond my reach for months finally reveals itself.
But the relief I thought I would feel never comes, and I’m more afraid now than I was the morning I woke up handcuffed in King’s bed.
Because with the truth comes dark secrets I was never meant to know.
I will put the lives of those I love most at risk if I let on that my memory has returned, or if I seek help from the heavily tattooed felon who owns me body and soul.
I don’t know if I’m strong enough to resist the magnetic pull toward King that grows stronger every day.
He’s already saved me in more ways than one. Now it’s my turn to do whatever it takes to save him.
Even if that means marrying someone else…
When the fog is sucked away from my mind like smoke through a vacuum, the truth that has been beyond my reach for months finally reveals itself.
But the relief I thought I would feel never comes, and I’m more afraid now than I was the morning I woke up handcuffed in King’s bed.
Because with the truth comes dark secrets I was never meant to know.
I will put the lives of those I love most at risk if I let on that my memory has returned, or if I seek help from the heavily tattooed felon who owns me body and soul.
I don’t know if I’m strong enough to resist the magnetic pull toward King that grows stronger every day.
He’s already saved me in more ways than one. Now it’s my turn to do whatever it takes to save him.
Even if that means marrying someone else…
Excerpt
He cupped my ass and lifted
me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. “There was one point I’d made the
decision to tell you the truth. I owed you that much. But then all the shit
went down with Isaac and Preppy, so when I made the deal with your father for
Max, I thought I was doing you a favor by giving you your life back and getting
you out of all the shit that came with being in mine.”
I squeezed my thighs around
his waist, rubbing myself against his hardness. I moaned. “But you weren’t
giving me my life back.” I corrected. I placed my palms on his cheeks and held
his face in my hands, searching for any sign in his eyes that what I felt for
him might have been wrong, but instead what I found was a resounding need to
fix what was broken between us. Tears formed in my eyes. “You were taking it
away.” King’s lips parted. He ran his thumb across my lower lip, turning his
head he kissed his way up my arm.
“Goosebumps,” King
observed, running his fingertips across my already stimulated skin. I bit my
lip and stifled a moan.
“It’s just the heat,"
I lied.
"You've got that
fucking right," King growled, bending my wrist behind my back, his lips
came crashing down over mine. We were a tangling of lips, clanking of teeth,
sloshing through the water to better line ourselves up with each other. It
wasn't pretty.
It was need.
"I’m still fucking mad
at you for letting me go,” I said into his mouth, while our tongues did things
other parts of me throbbed to do.
King stilled and held my
face away from his, our chests heaving in unison, my erect nipples rubbing
against his hot hard skin as we panted together. Our breaths mingled in the
air. He ran his hand down the side of my face and cupped my cheek in his palm.
"I didn't give you away, Pup. I released you."
I stilled. "You
released me?" I couldn't hide the hurt in my voice. For some reason,
releasing me sounded worse than letting me go.
King ran his tongue across
the tip of my earlobe, holding me tightly against his warmth. Chills ran down
my spine and into my very core and they had nothing to do with the temperature
of the rain.
"I tried
to release you, Pup. For Max. But there was a major problem with that plan, and
no matter what happened, it would never have worked," King confessed.
"Why is that?" I
asked, needing to know, but at the same time acutely aware of the pulsing
between my legs. Relief and release was only a scrap or two of fabric away.
Throbbing for me.
"The problem was…you
never released me," King growled, crashing his lips to mine. He moaned
into my mouth when I rubbed myself up against his straining erection. He pushed
the fabric of my shorts aside and the second he parted my folds with his index
finger, I shuddered. He plunged a long index finger inside of me, and for a
second my eyes rolled back in my head until he withdrew it. I cried out in
frustration, wiggling myself against him, needing him to make me feel anything
other than empty.
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About the Author
T.M. (Tracey Marie) Frazier resides in sunny Southwest
Florida with her husband and three feisty fur kids.
She attended Florida Gulf Coast University where she
specialized in public speaking. After years working in real estate and new home
construction, she decided it was finally time to stop pushing her dreams to the
back burner and pursue writing seriously.
In the third grade she wrote her very first story about a
lost hamster. It earned rave reviews from both her teacher and her parents.
It only took her twenty years to start the next one.
It will not be about hamsters.
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