Simone Navarro is your average small town girl-next-door starting out at a major talent agency in Los Angeles and one of the agency's most temperamental clients isn't happy.
James Turner is the bad boy lead singer and rhythm guitarist for Battery, the world's hottest heavy metal band, and the kind of guy Simone is sure she can't stand.
When they meet, however, sparks fly and James pursues Simone with the same raw passion he pours into his music. His aggressive pursuit has Simone weak in the knees and scared out of her wits...but she can't deny the feelings beginning to stir within her for the sexy rock star.
Rock Hard Love is the story of two people from two very different worlds whose torrid love affair has its own consequences for the unlikely couple. Soon though, even their deepest feelings can't shelter them from those that conspire against them. Can the lovers defy the odds or will the forces that drive their passion also tear them apart?
At nearly 30,000 words, Rock Hard Love is a satisfying erotic romance full of deep passion, torrid sex and dire conflict sure to leave you wanting for more.
"Do you enjoy teasing me to get me angry?" I asked tersely ignoring the excitement between my thighs. His face went serious as he hooked his leather boot around the leg of my chair and slid it across the tile floor towards him. I grabbed the seat to keep from tumbling to the floor. James leaned close and I felt my breath catch in my throat.
"I'm going to enjoy so much more than teasing you," he said in a low whisper as his hand found my bare knee and worked its way under the hem of my skirt. I sighed despite myself as this man, this agonizing, abrasive man, touched me and I suddenly wanted him never to stop. His hand squeezed my inner thigh, just short of my panties, and he kissed me ever so softly. For a moment, there was nothing but his lips and his hand but after the initial shock wore off, my defenses kicked in.
"What do you think you're doing?" I asked as I pulled away and pushed his hand from my leg. I wanted him to kiss me again and touch more than my thigh but I was scared. I'd never felt the way I did as he touched me. My heart felt as if it might beat right out of my chest and my panties were surely soaked. James laughed softly.
"Yeah, I do like your fiery side. You come off as some innocent farm girl from the sticks but I know there's more inside. I can sense you're just aching to let loose and I'm the man that's going to set you free, little girl," he said as he pushed my chair away to where it belonged. I was pissed or turned on beyond belief, I wasn't sure which.
"I'm not some groupie. You can't just assume I'm going to jump into bed with you. I'm not attracted to men like you. I'm not some whore that will just peel her clothes off and submit to the egomaniac rock star. And stop calling me little girl," I replied as sternly as I could muster but every word was a lie. Against my nature, contrary to everything I believed about myself, I wanted nothing more than to be nude for James and let him have his way with me. I was dying to let loose and do things with James I'd never even dared to dream of before. I did want to be his whore and do anything he asked. Nevertheless, I wasn't ready for that and it was as if James could read my mind.
"You're not ready...not yet. Nevertheless, inside you're all those things. I can see past your prim and proper exterior. I'm going to bring out your wild side, little girl. Mark my words," he said ignoring my request and everything else that I'd said. I was hot, flushed and my breathing was fast and ragged. I wanted it to be anger. I wanted to hate him, to slap his face and walk out of the restaurant. However, it wasn't anger and I didn't leave. Thankfully, the chef walked in and I never had to find out if I had any self-control left at my disposal.