Shelter Me Rock in a Hard Place series Book 1

By Jilly Lane

Riggs Avery is a Rock Star with a hard on for debauchery on the cusp of losing his career.

Josie Sinclair is a girl destined for loneliness, nearing the end of her rope.

Josie's life is a little too real while Riggs' life isn't nearly real enough when their thrown together for 6 weeks.

Josie on the state of her life: I could just about care less if the sun ever rose again.

Riggs on the state of his life: I thought I was doing pretty good when I got here, but apparently the judge disagreed

Josie on emotions: Regret is fucking real!
In the celebrity death match of emotions, Regret kicks Guilt’s ass every time!

Riggs on emotions: I don’t’ have emotions...I have a penis.

Josie on Riggs: He’s nuts right? It’s not just me? I should have figured that out when I had that meltdown and he didn’t run for the hills. I mean really, what sort of guy sticks with a girl after that kind of thing?
The horny kind...
The really horny kind...

Riggs on Josie: She’s hot. Sexy, sexy hot. Curvy yet petite, but definitely not a bone rack. Short too. I like my girls pocket size. But damn those eyes, they’re going to be my undoing. I just know it.

Riggs on his future with Josie: Scared, utterly shitless. I know that for me, this woman, Josie, is the end of the line. There will never be another woman in my life, no matter how temporary, because there will never be another her.

Josie on her future with Riggs: . I never want this to end. Him and me, this way...
But I have to shove all those thoughts from my mind and exist only in this single moment. Because that is all we will ever have. A short chain of single moments.

Excerpts

This is that uncomfortable moment.
The moment that fan meets idol...
This moment can turn a stunning beauty, into a screeching train wreck.
You always hear fans talking about how awkward it was to meet their favorite star. But let me tell you, you’re only hearing half of the story.
If you’re lucky it’s just a lot of nervous stuttering. Maybe some gasping. A not so accidental ass grab, and some bad innuendo.
If you’re not lucky, it’s a lot of screaming, and squealing, mixed with some crying. All while they try to tear off your clothes, and cling to you like a monkey to a tree, during a tsunami.
Not pleasant!
*****
“Riggs, I’m just a stupid girl who thinks you write beautiful words.”
“No.” He shakes his head slowly and with his forehead still pressed to mine, the motion feels more like a nuzzle, and a small pleasant shock runs up my spine. “You’ve got that wrong Josie. You’re the beautiful girl who makes sense of my stupid words.”
“I-“
“Shush... Josie, I’m going to kiss you now. I’m not going to ask if that’s okay, I’m just going to do it. You can slap the shit out of me if you want, but I’m going to do it anyway. Because I’m pretty sure you want me to kiss you, and I know that I do.”
And he does.
And I let him...
****
It was different and hour ago. An hour ago the rational part of my brain had been short circuited when Riggs put his tongue down my throat and circumnavigated all my blood flow to my nether-regions. Yeah that shit happens to girls too. How else do you explain that Monday morning walk of shame, when your stockings are tied to the bed post and your panties are in your purse?
You gonna tell me you really thought that shit through?
Didn’t think so...
****
And believe me my cock notices too. I can already feel the vague ache telling me it’s coming around and very interested in taking this to the next level.
But it’s also not lost on me that Josie hasn’t spoken a single word.
Okay, it might help if I took my tongue out of her mouth

• Language: English
• Publisher: Indie Author Services
• Release date: Jul 3, 2013

Jilly Lane

Writer of dirty words and hater of fuck-wittery, Jilly Lane lives in Southern Florida, where she and her shameless muse spend their nights finger painting naughty bedtimes stories for you to read with the door locked and your pants down. Jilly would love to hear your confession or maybe just your thoughts. She can be reached at [e-mail] Coming soon from Jilly Lane Filthy Firsts Confessions Abby Tells All. Filthy Firsts Confessions of The Highest Bidder.

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