Nathan Thorne has a haunted past of his own. On the surface, he is personable, extroverted, and loved by everyone; everything Delilah isn’t. However, hidden beneath his charming smile is a dark and tormented man that only Delilah has the power to unveil.
Forced into a small office together, they begin to see through each other’s masks, and the magnetic attraction ignites an explosive relationship. Their firm, Holloway and Holloway Law, has a strict non-fraternization policy, forcing them to conceal their breach. But despite their efforts, separation becomes impossible, deceptions escalate, and Nathan begins to teeter on the edge of being overtaken by his past demons.
What dark secrets does Nathan harbor that stop him from giving in, and what is it that keeps him from healing and moving forward? And more importantly, where does Delilah fit into his turmoil? Will they be able to accept love and deal with all the trials that develop as their secrets are exposed, or will they fall through the cracks of their pasts and be consumed by all that haunts them?
An exciting new romance, Breach will hook readers from the very beginning. With smoldering romance and captivating erotica, this enthralling story is perfect for all. Using shrouded secrets of the past and a combustible relationship that borders on taboo, this thrilling novel ramps up the tension and romance at every turn.
grip, pulling me to him hard while he thrust into me even harder. The way we
both needed it.
hands found purchase, but I didn’t mind.
body, my heart, my soul. In return he gave himself to me the only way he knew
how: with bruising hands, passionate kisses, and hard thrusts.
playing my body, bending me to his will. They were a delicious torture, just as
much as his words.
eyes roll back; another mark.
from people. They were proof, a reminder of his need, his pleasure.
the perfect location to mark him as well. The spot I choose, just below his
ear, would make it visible, unable to be hidden by the collar of his dress
around to bug him the next day. I smiled at the thought of them finding out he
was breaking the rules every day with me, and not them.
the lies we told, and the feelings we hid under a mask of hate and
teeth scraped my neck. No doubt leaving small pink trails on my skin. He
growled. “You’re not paying attention to my cock, Lila.”
him, eliciting a rumble deep in his chest. He thrust hard, using long strokes,
causing me to scream out in response.
like to hear.” He was pushing me to the edge again. “Scream for me. I want
everyone to hear what I do to you.”
let go, no longer holding back. My screams echoed around the room, and that
trademark smirk of his formed on his perfect features.
and nipping. The combination of sensations from his body’s assault was too
much. His name spilled from my lips on a scream as my back arched off the bed.
My hands grabbed his arms; nails digging in as my walls constricted around him.
orgasm. He was still going. Both hands were back on my hips as he drove into
me. His stamina was unparalleled. How many times in the past had I been forced
to come multiple times before he spilled inside me?
he wanted from me.
with his cock and took him into my eager mouth. I lapped up my juices from him
as my tongue swirled around his length. His eyes were on me, watching his cock
disappear between my lips. He loved to watch me suck him after being buried in
my pussy. I sucked hard, punishing him as he had me. I was rewarded with a hiss
and a flex of his hips. My teeth grazed his skin. He moaned deep in his chest,
his panting gaining speed, muscles tensing.
thrust, fucking my mouth. He was grunting and moaning as he hit the back of my
throat. I reached up to massage his balls, adding to the sensations.
jerking. He came hard; spurt after spurt, sliding into my mouth and down my
smiled up at him and he leaned down to kiss me. The kiss was passionate, as
were all his kisses. It was also harsh; his teeth biting on my lip, scraping
it, tasting himself.
curled into one another. Tomorrow was closing in. Another day of wearing masks
and hiding what we wanted, what we were, from the world. Another day of denying
each other. Another night of punishment to look forward to.
let him do whatever he wanted to me. Punishing himself for wanting me and doing
whatever he desired to me.
Separating himself from Lila puts Nathan in a level of hell he never knew existed. The journey is a spiraling decent where the beast inside is released and havoc reigns in the arena of self-destruction.
But what is he to do? It was for the best, after all.
The last three chapters of Breach from Nathan’s point of view
seemed to be keeping them shut. The morning light seeped through the windows.
My hand twitched, and I felt something between my fingers. I looked down to
find Nathan’s familiar hair beneath my palm. His head was lying on his arm, his
other hand draped on my stomach. He was asleep.
and his face was gaunt. He seemed thinner, too. I hadn’t noticed how terrible
he looked because I refused to really take a good look at him. I didn’t want
good, how healthy, he looked. I also remembered the family we had. I had
dreamed of him, dreamed of us, and what we could be.
badly. I wanted him.
been doing that in my sleep? Had I known he was there and reached out to him?
had to him. The more I thought about letting him in, the more my chest
constricted, my breathing more labored.
claimed, he would have to show me.
more hiding. He would have to let it all out before I even considered.
stared down at him. They closed again, and his head pushed up into my hand as
he let out a sigh of contentment.
blue eyes gazed up at me in reverence. “How are you feeling?” His hand rose
from my stomach and moved a strand of hair from my face.
brought me food and movies, did not mean everything was wonderful.
and broken soul. Not sure I can get more broken than that.”
all those things.”
Things are finally looking up for Nathan and Lila. Though separated at work, their life together is just beginning.
They’re working hard to lock up Lila’s past, when Nathan’s comes knocking at the door with a gift—a warning that happiness can, and will, be taken away.
Is running away the only option to stay alive? Can they ever find the peace they deserve?