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Rock Gods, book 11

Facing the Music

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It was sweet and dirty at the same time, and so full of promise, Cavalari was becoming desperate to hand himself over to Bronx to do as he pleased but he had no idea if he’d survive with his heart and job security intact.

He could smell the lemony citrus fragrance of Bronx’s skin wafting off the warm bend of his neck, felt the insane heat of his body nearly pressed against his, and it made Cavalari’s fingers itch to touch Bronx.

Bronx bared his teeth and tipped his head as if he was zeroing in on the flesh of Cavalari’s thickly corded neck. Cavalari’s body was already reacting—filling and hardening in all the right places with goosebumps popping up in others. All from the inevitable contact Bronx was about to make with his lips and tongue to Cavalari’s overheated skin but he was going to have to be the one to put on the brakes.