Georgie has destroyed me. She’s threatened my freedom and everything I’ve worked so hard to build. My band, my music, is the last thing on my mind. I want her to pay for all she’s done.
But she’s still my Georgie, and my desire for her is as hot as ever. She’s my inferno, my biggest mistake and my greatest reward.
My fans see her as their idol’s downfall. When her life is threatened, I will come to realize there’s nothing in the world more important to me than her.
She’s my flame.
I’m her anchor.
Together, we’re explosive.
We are incendiary.
For mature audiences only. Incendiary is not a standalone novel, but is the conclusion to Georgiana McCall’s and Sloane Mason’s story that began in Inferno.
“Georgie, I’ve missed you,” he whispers, cradling my face between his hands.
My body melts into his. I stand on my tiptoes and wrap my arms around his neck, lost in his clean smell and minty taste. He lifts me off my feet.
“Let’s finish talking,” I murmur, doubts and insecurities plaguing me.
“No. After we fuck,” he amends when I stiffen.
“Sloane—” His name is lost against his lips.
He releases me and I land on the bed, where he quickly follows, covering me with his body. The weight of him presses against mine and I open my legs, tilting my hips up, logic and desire warring with each other.
Lifting my skirt, he slides his hand into my panties, teases my hairless mound before finding my clit and caressing it with the lightest touch. Goose bumps travel along my skin, and I shudder. His cock is big and hard, rising between us.
I want him, and he wants me. Fucking each other is inevitable. This is where everything is right between us. I can freely express the passion and love I have for him, with my hands, mouth, and pussy.
He leans back on his haunches long enough to free his dick and remove my underwear, then hovers over me again, guiding his cock to my entrance.
Little by little, he inches into me until he’s completely buried inside of me. Having him inside of me now hurts worse than the night he took my virginity.
“Fuck.” He’s still, and the tension in my body now radiates from his. He knows the reason. “You’ll be fine. You’re sore because of the baby.”
Shyness hits me hard and I turn my head away, relieved when he pulls out of me and lays beside me.
“Are you okay?” he asks.
He moves and I can’t resist my curiosity, so I look in his direction. He’s sitting up, his head hung.
“I don’t know,” he admits with a sigh.
Kathryn Kelly Bio:
Kathryn Kelly is the author of the Death Dwellers MC Series and Phoenix Rising Rock Band Series. For as long as she can remember, she has been a reader and has always loved books. Although she thought about writing her own books, she never thought she would actually do it. It took a dream from her first hero, Christopher “Outlaw” Caldwell and encouragement by her mother and friends before she put pen to paper and wrote Misled. This has been one of the most rewarding and amazing journeys of her life and she owes it all to her readers and fans. In her spare time, (admittedly not much), she likes scotch, champagne, music, and the New Orleans Saints. In reality, she’s just a girl next door, a biker babe in her imagination, a mom, and a daughter.
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