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"From the book you are currently reading, or one you just finished, tell us what made you SWOON. What got your heart pounding, your skin tingling, and your stomach fluttering. Try to make the Swoon 140 characters so you can tweet it. Add the #YABOUND hashtag when you tweet."
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| Own the Wind Chaos #1 By: Kristen Ashley Published: April 2, 2013 By Grand Central Publishing Add to Goodreads HERE |
GR's Summary:
Too hot to handle...
Tabitha Allen grew up in the thick of Chaos--the Chaos Motorcycle Club, that is. Her father is Chaos' leader, and the club has always had her back. But one rider was different from the start. When Tabby was running wild, Shy Cage was there. When tragedy tore her life apart, he helped her piece it back together. And now, Tabby's thinking about much more than friendship...
Tabby is everything Shy's ever wanted, but everything he thinks he can't have. She's beautiful, smart, and as his friend's daughter, untouchable. Shy never expected more than friendship, so when Tabby indicates she wants more--much more--he feels like the luckiest man alive. But even lucky men can crash and burn...
What Made Me Swoon:
"You're not leaving," he repeated.
I have to, the--"
He leaned toward her and growled,
"You are not leaving."
Suddenly, she lost it, throwing her hands out to the sides, she asked, "why?"
"This is why," he clipped, stalked the three steps that separated them, snaked an arm around her waist, drove a hand into the back of her hair, and hauled her into his arms.
He slammed his mouth down on hers.
Then he thrust his tongue between her lips and there it was.
Christ, there it fucking was.
That taste he'd had on his tongue for fucking years.
Sweet, God, so fuckin' sweet.
Beautiful.
He took more and she gave it, her body melting into his, her feet coming up on her toes, her arms circling his shoulders, holding on to him, one hand sliding up into his hair, holding his mouth to hers.
She kept giving it so he took even more and Jesus, the taste of her, the feel of her pressed close, the world melted away. It was more intoxicating then any liquor, a high better than any fucking drug.
Phenomenal.
Better that he would have guessed. Better than years of wondering how good it could be.
The best he ever had.
With just a fucking kiss.
What Did You Swoon Over this Week?
