Thursday, February 7, 2013

Heartbreaker Blog

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I have had my heart broken – more than once. I can remember falling in love with the boy next door. He was older than me, a football player. His hair was dirty blonde and he was ripped. Sean David Phillips. Sigh. Alas, he acted like he didn’t know I was in the world. Our properties connected, and I would sneak down to my horse barn, crawl through the fence and sit in the shade of a sweet gum tree – just to watch him work-out. Lord Have Mercy! Sean would be outside with two of his brothers – shirtless – and toss a football or lift weights. And I – I in my fifteenth year – flat chested and wearing braces would fan myself while waves of pubescent lust flooded my veins.

My life wasn’t very exciting – the only place my parents let me go was church. I did church camps, mission trips, choir, Vacation Bible School – I was a deacon’s kid and like the rest of them, I dreamed of being bad. Ha!  

My stepdad was friends with Sean’s dad, so there were times when our families would get together, and I was always tongue tied and awkward. I would sit across the room and stare at him, and if he looked my way, I would hurriedly turn my head.  Seldom did he say a word to me, and if he did – it was only to tell me to pass the potatoes or to let the dog out. We also went to the same school – a small school where everyone knew everyone else’s business. Kids can be cruel – as you well know. My greatest mistake was trusting my girlfriends. I was a late bloomer and when they found out I had a crush on a guy, they worried the mess out of me till I spilled my guts and told it all. Little did I know they planned to humiliate me. One day in the cafeteria, I was minding my own business, eating the burger or chicken fried steak or whatever the lunch was that day. The crowd was loud – clanking forks, the skitter of trays being emptied in tin garbage cans – lots of whispering and giggling. I wasn’t paying a lot of attention to what was going on, when Nelda – my supposed friend – elbowed me – “Look, there’s your man!” When she said that, I should have realized something was up. Unfortunately, I didn’t have a man of any kind.

I glanced up – and there he was. The sun made his blonde hair gleam and his smile melted my heart. He wasn’t smiling at me, but that didn’t matter. And then it happened . . . . “Hey, Sean! Did you know Sable likes you?” I nearly fell out of my chair. Nelda was standing up and pointing at me, yelling at the top of her lungs. I wanted to die! I prayed for the floor to swallow me up, but it didn’t. And it got worse. Sean stopped in his tracks, so did the whole line of kids behind him, including his little cheerleader girlfriend who was right behind him. The entire cafeteria went dead silent. You could have heard a pin drop.

I broke the silence, “I didn’t say that,” I protested – the biggest lie I’ve ever told. Everyone waited. Sean looked at me. Just looked at me. Then he said – “That’s okay, I wouldn’t date a homely church mouse anyway.” My heart broke. I never expected to date him, but I didn’t want my lack of appeal to be center stage, either.

There were other times my heart was broken, but this one stands out. I still know Sean. We’re friends now – of a sort. I never mentioned that day again, and neither did he. Actually, I learned later that he wasn’t the desirable guy I thought he was.

When I wrote Badass, I wrote myself into the story. Avery, the good girl – the preacher’s daughter is me. But Isaac McCoy is not Sean Philips, he is a real man. Yes, he breaks Avery’s heart – but he does it out of love. Let me give you a glimpse into the book.


Isaac cranked up and took off, relieved to have some idea where to find her.  As he drove, he rehearsed a speech – he practiced it until the moment he slid into a parking spot. But nothing he could think of sounded right.  It didn’t matter; he still had every intention of confronting her.  The fact that he just wanted to see her wasn’t a factor.  Yea, right.  Hell!  Rapping on the door, he waited.

“That was quick,” she greeted him with a smile that only lasted a second.  “Isaac!  I thought you were my thin crust pepperoni.  What are you doing here?”

She didn’t sound glad to see him.  Still, he felt his heart being squeezed as if it were caught in a vise.  There was no doubt about it – Avery was the sweetest, sexiest woman in the whole world.  Standing ramrod straight before him, arms crossed over her mouth-watering chest, she was wearing some kind of flannel gown that covered every inch of her body.  Isaac thought she looked absolutely adorable.  “Now, this is how I expected you to look.”  The sexy, seductive siren he had seen at the club might be unfamiliar to him – but this kitten he recognized.  Isaac stared at her – yes, this was his woman and every molecule in his soul was chanting, ‘Mine, Mine, Mine.”

“How did you find me?”  Avery ignored his comment about her gown.  Drats, she was so mad she was sputtering.  Why did he have to show up when she had on the drabbest, unsexiest nightclothes in existence?  Why – oh, why hadn’t she kept her biker clothes on for just a few more minutes?   “And why did you come looking for me?  I thought the only thing you wanted was for me to get out of your sight.”  He was here, in front of her.  She wanted to grab him and pull him in, but she didn’t think she could stand to be rejected twice in one night.  So, she was playing it tough.  

“Step in sweet-doll.  The whole world doesn’t need to hear our business.”  He walked toward her as she backed away from him.  “We’ve got some talking to do.”

“I can’t think of a thing in the world we have to say to one another.  I believe you’ve said it all.”  He could tell she was torn.  Her eyes flashed between warm and wary like a Walk/Don’t Walk sign. 

With a predatory gleam in his eye, Isaac stalked her deeper into the motel room.  “You’ve been out of town awhile.  Where have you been – exactly?”  He wasn’t making polite conversation – he really wanted to know.

“I’m surprised you noticed.”  She waved a small hand in the air, dismissively.  “But, you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

He pushed on.  “What were you doing at the club tonight, Avery?  I told you before – Hardbodies is no place for a girl like you.  What if I hadn’t been there?  Do you have any idea what could have happened to you?  You could have been gang raped!”  He watched her little face flush with anger; she was getting angrier by the minute.  She’d never know how much he wanted her – God, what he wouldn’t give to scoop her up and kiss that mad right out of her.  And he could do it too; there wasn’t a doubt about it.

“That wouldn’t have happened.  Besides, I wouldn’t have stayed if you hadn’t been there.  I was only there to see you, as you well know.”

This time it was his turn to ignore what she said.  “And what kind of clothes were you NOT wearing?”  He was egging her on and for some reason – and loving every second of their sparring. 

“Clothes?  You want to discuss my wardrobe?”  Avery spit out the words – totally furious.  He had driven all this way just to fuss at her some more, just because she had dared enter his precious sanctum.  

“I almost didn’t recognize you in that odd get-up you had on, tonight.”

“You didn’t approve of what I had on?  Why not?  I dressed the way you like your women to dress.”  Maybe, she had looked silly to him.  A shaft of pain cut through her – she had never thought of that.

“Leather and chains are not for you, baby.”  He picked up a bit of the granny gown, rubbing the material between his fingers.  “This is more your style.”

Avery looked affronted – majorly affronted.  “This – you like me in this?” 

Almost laughing, he answered.  “Yea, it’s kinda cute.”  Kinda?  Sexy as all get-out was more like it.

“You think this is me?”  A look of determination came over her features.  “You’ve certainly never seen the real me.”  And before he could blink, she had picked up the hem of her garment and skimmed it over her head, leaving her standing there – totally – completely – gloriously – naked.  “Now, what do you have to say to that?”

The breath was literally torn from Isaac’s body.  “Hell baby, I say Sweet Merciful Heavens,” he stared at the most gorgeous little shape every designed by a gracious God.  No fantasy image he had ever conjured of her came close to the perfection that stood before him.  Isaac didn’t know where to look first, so he began a thorough item by item inventory.  Creamy magnolia hued skin, so soft looking he knew velvet would feel like burlap in comparison - an hour glass figure that made him want to spend endless minutes memorizing every square inch of her delectable body.  And those tits!  His hands rose itching to cup the round, high, full globes that were tipped by pink puffy nipples.  God, they looked like cupcakes iced with fluffy strawberry cream.  Isaac licked his lips.  “Damn – I know it’s not right, but I’m weak, baby – I can’t resist you.”

Her anger dissipated when she recognized hunger on his face.  Miracle of miracles, Isaac wanted her.  “Who wants to be resisted?” she whispered.  When he reached out and cupped the back of her head, pulling her close, she didn’t wait – Avery took what she wanted – and she wanted Isaac.  With a tiny whimper, she gripped his hair, closed the distance between them and placed her mouth on his. 

No tentative kiss; she pushed her tongue in and tasted – sucked – Avery bit at his mouth, hiking up his level of excitement by showing him the depth of her need.  Isaac got rock hard and his heart was pounding with a jackhammer beat.  Shit!  Holding nothing back, she kissed him wildly, framing his face and devouring his lips with deep, drugging kisses.  Damn!  Isaac thought his cock would bust out of his jeans.  Fisting her hair, he pulled her back an inch so he could take a breath.  “Sweet baby, you are so hot!  I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

“I beg you, don’t stop,” she whispered, burying her head against his throat. “I want you, so much.  Please don’t stop.  I need you to kiss me over and over again.”  Isaac couldn’t stand it another moment – he took over – his dominant nature coming to full force.  Yet, Avery met his every demand with unwavering joy. 

“I am so damn hard,” He licked a path from her lips to her throat – those tits were mashed up against his chest, and he couldn’t wait to get those hard little nipples in his mouth.  “I need more, and I need it my way.” he growled.

“Yes, I want what you want – anyway you want it.” she agreed, straining to get as close to him as humanly possible.

Isaac knew she had no idea what she was saying, but he was too weak to be strong.  “Put your hands behind your back, Avery” he directed.  When she looked at him questioningly with those big purple eyes, he repeated his command, softer this time.  “Hands behind your back, honey – now,” She did as he instructed and he rubbed his hands down the softness of her upper arms and across to cup those luscious tits.  Avery trembled beneath his caress.  Isaac’s callused thumbs stroked her nipples.  “Lord, you’re pretty, baby.  I love to see you like this, so beautiful.  I’ve never touched softer skin.”  Leaning over he nuzzled the upper swell of her breasts, pressing openmouthed kisses all over the creamy flesh.  With a grunt of impatience, Isaac curled his tongue around a swollen areola.  Avery leaned back, pushing her breasts closer to his face.  “Oh baby, you like that, don’t you?”  He laved and kissed and lapped his way all around the eager little nipple, but never closed his mouth around it to suck like he was dying to. 

He cut his eyes up at Avery when she made a frustrated little grunting noise.  She was holding on, trying not to beg - those pearly white teeth biting down on that suckable bottom lip.  Why was he waiting?  He wanted it as bad as she did.  Isaac got down to business and suckled her nipples.  Long Hard Pulls.  Swirling his Tongue.  Deep Thorough Sucks. 

“Oh My Lord, I love this, Isaac” she whispered.  He left one nipple and captured the jealous twin, slowly, no rush – reveling in her unique flavor and the heavenly way she felt in his mouth.  Avery gasped when he pushed the soft globes together so he could worship both nipples at the same time. 

“You know what I plan to do, girl?” Isaac was past thinking – he was as turned on as he could ever remember being – and he was saying what he felt, no holding back.  “I’m gonna suck these tits as I fuck you.  I want you to ride me – dangle these beauties in my face and let me smother myself in your softness.  I want to feel these fat, hard nipples drag across my thighs as you take me in your mouth.  How does that sound?  Will you do that for me?”

“Please, yes.”  She arched her hips, pressing her pussy hard against his thigh.  His erection was huge and she couldn’t wait to feel him pumping inside of her.  Avery’s body knew what it wanted and needed, even though she wasn’t experienced and she didn’t know how to ask for it.  Isaac sucked his way up her neck, smooching on the silky expanse – scraping his teeth, marking her with little nips and tastes.  His hands couldn’t be still – he had to touch her.  Running his palms down her body, he circled around and cupped that incredible heart-shaped ass, lifting her – grinding her naked pussy up against his denim clad crotch.  When she would have reached up to grab him to balance herself, he stopped her.  “Keep your hands behind your back,” he reminded her.  Walking, he sat down on the bed and arranged her across his thighs so he could delve his fingers into her cream.  Avery’s whole body went completely still.  “Shhhh, it’s okay.  I’m not going to hurt you.”  He knew that wasn’t her concern – she was just innocent – his innocent baby.  “I have to touch you, I can’t help myself.” 

Avery let her head fall back and she lifted her hips slightly, canting them – offering everything she had.  When his fingers finally dipped into her wet, bare pussy her eyes widened and she bucked just a little under his hand.  “Easy, baby.  This is gonna feel so good.”  Isaac swirled his fingers in the lush softness of her vagina.  She was slick and hot, and when he looked into her face – he saw all the trust in the world.  It humbled him.  Pressing a kiss into her deep cleavage, he gentled her with reassuring words.  ”You are so wet and swollen.  That means you want me – you like what I’m doing to you, don’t you?”  As Avery mutely nodded her head, he pushed his middle finger just up inside her tight little pussy. 

“Oh, yeah.” She moaned.  He couldn’t’ help but smile.  Who knew his good little girl would be so responsive?  Her breath hitched as he pumped his finger in and out, rubbing her slit, luxuriously spreading her cream before he added a second finger.  “Do you like that as much as I do?” 

“Yes, Isaac…but I …”   Her body gave its own answer; Isaac watched a rose red flush of excitement wash over her breasts and up her neck.  What a treasure she was! 

“Yes, but what?”  Whatever she asked for was hers.  No question about it.  “Tell me, honey.”

“It feels really good.  But - I…don’t know.”  He held her gaze – willing her to ask him for what she wanted.  “It makes me want. . . . . . more.”

“More?”  He pushed his fingers up inside of her, hunting that magic hidden secret spot that would turn her world upside down.  At the same time, he took his thumb and found her clit and began to strum it.  “Is this want you wanted?”

“Yea, yea – I think that’s it.”  Her expression was one of wonder.  Isaac had never enjoyed turning on a woman this much before.  To up the ante, he bent his head and closed his lips around her nipple and began to draw on it with strong pulls.  All the while he finger-fucked her, massaged her clit and watched her flare like fireworks.  Issac’s dick was engorged and it was pushing against his zipper like an inflating airbag.  If it had been any other woman, he would have thrown her down and buried himself balls deep.  But this was the one woman he cared about most, and watching her cum was going to be the single most erotic experience of his life.  Her whole little body started to shake.  Sweet little moans escaped her lips.  Determined to push her over the edge, he bit softly at her nipple as he kneaded her vulva with his hand.  Avery lost it.  “God!  Isaac!”  Throwing her arms around his neck, she pushed her tit further into his mouth as she squeezed her legs together trying to trap his hand right where she wanted it.  Watching her fly apart was the hottest thing he’d ever seen and chastising her for moving her hands never even crossed his mind.  That he was the first man to touch her this way was fuckin’ unbelievable. 

“Thank you, Isaac.”  She laid her head on his shoulder so sweetly he couldn’t resist kissing her - long, slow and deep.  “May I please you? “

He only delayed a moment.  Tomorrow might hold a world of regret, but having Avery in his arms safe and sound was too miraculous to resist.  “Get on your knees and undo my pants.” 

The commanding tone wasn’t lost on Avery – she didn’t understand it, but she complied immediately.  This was the moment she had been waiting an eternity for.  Going to her knees, she tried to hide the fact that her hands were trembling as she unbuckled his belt, and tugged at the fastening of his jeans.  She was too nervous and after failing twice, she rested her head on his knee, too shaken and embarrassed to face him.  He would never believe she had any experience or could be what he wanted if she couldn’t even unbutton his jeans!  “I’m not very good at this,” she admitted, shamefully. 

Any other time, Isaac would have used the admission against her, but at this moment denying her was an impossibility.  He had to feel her lips on his cock – his body, heart and soul weren’t giving him a choice.  Stroking her cheek, he cajoled.  “You are perfect.” 

Glancing at him, she wanted to pinch herself.  Was she really here – kneeling at Isaac’s feet?  Heavens, he was beautiful.  The trade-mark McCoy good looks were magnified in this brother.  He was a deadly combination of ruggedness and masculinity – yet, he possessed a sweet spirit that few men had.  Oh, he did everything he knew to hide it – especially from her.  But she had watched him with children and animals – how he dealt with his brothers and how he always went out of his way to help people.  The Biker bad-boy was an angel who had been rescued from the fall and in her book – he could do no wrong.  His face was chiseled, with high cheekbones, angular jaw and eyes so blue she felt like she was gazing at sapphires.  And those lips had taken her to the gates of heaven.   God, she wanted him so much. What could she say to make him want her back?  “Isaac, will you kiss me?”

Without hesitation, he pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth, sliding his lips across hers.  Shivers of delight moved over her body.  “Your lips are like candy, baby.  But what I want to do now is look at you while you love on me.  Would you do that for me?” Avery felt her skin go hot.   “Damn, you’re sexy when you go all pink and flushed.”  He stole another quick kiss, laughing as she rose up, following him, wanting more.  “Uh-uh. I need something else, love.  You’ve taken me too far – I have to feel your lips on me or I’ll go crazy.” 

Determined to please him, she reached for the button, but this time he helped her – pulling the tab of the zipper down until the firmness of his erection was right in front of her.  All she could see was the shape of it, thick and long behind the white of his underwear and a drop of wetness drew her hand.  She laid her palm on top of it, molding it, amazed that she could feel his heat.  “Oh, Isaac – I want you so much.”  At her admission, Isaac groaned audibly. 

They both worked to tug on his pants legs until the jeans were far enough down Avery could make herself at home.  Isaac couldn’t take his eyes off her jiggling tits, they moved like a dream and she was excited, there was no missing that fact.  Her nipples were hard and swollen, and if he wasn’t in such need, he would have pulled her up and sucked some more.  God, he never knew he had a breast fetish – but, he guess he did.  Or an Avery fetish might be more like it.

While he was contemplating his needs and desires, Avery surprised him and began unbuttoning his shirt.  When he covered her hands with his, she begged.  “Please?  I just want to look at you.”  The desire in her eyes was his undoing.  Isaac almost popped off a couple of the tiny black buttons helping her, Libby was gonna fuss at him if she had to sew them back on.  When it was all undone, he whipped it around and tossed it and the vest to the floor.  Avery stared and licked her lips.  “Isaac – oh, Isaac.”  She pressed both palms on his pecs and began to rub.  “As it says in the Psalms – you are magnificently and wonderfully made.  I could just eat you up.”  Without waiting for an invitation, she mimicked his earlier action and rubbed her mouth across a copper colored nipple before circling it with her tongue. 

“Enough!” He framed her face and stopped her erotic play before he embarrassed himself by shooting his wad in his shorts.  “I need your attention to be focused a little lower down.”

“On your penis?”  Her delicate way of speaking made him smile.

“At least you didn’t call it my petey.  That was what Nathan used to call his little contraption.  Say it, Avery.  Any woman who is about to give a man a blowjob ought to be able to call a spade a spade.”  She looked at him skeptically, but the pulse point at her neck was visible and fluttering like a butterfly behind silk. 

She gulped, but gave it a shot.  “Your . . . cock.”  As soon as the words left her lips, she smiled in triumph and Isaac’s heart did a swan dive.  Damn, if he didn’t toughen up toward this little darlin’ she was gonna completely ruin his Badass Dom reputation.  “Free me,” he directed gruffly.  Turning her attention to his rapidly expanding manhood, she set out to divest him of his briefs.  The look of concentration on her face was priceless. At the corner of her mouth, a little pink tongue emerged.  And when she unveiled him and gasped at what she had uncovered, he thought she was the cutest, sweetest thing he had ever seen.  “Goodness!”

Isaac forced himself to be still – and just enjoy.  Avery held out her hand - fingers almost touching his dick – as if she expected it to jump up and grab her – and he was so hard, he just might.  She let out a harsh breath and ran a finger from base to head, tracing the ridges and veins.  “You’re beautiful,” she breathed.  With tender care she circled the swollen plum head and gasped when it jumped in her hand.  She measured it, holding it up to his belly and against her palm.  Isaac didn’t know how much more he could stand.  “Avery if you don’t get down to business, I’m gonna expire from sheer exasperation.” 

She locked eyes with Isaac as she carefully wrapped her hand around the stalk and squeezed.  “You are so hard and hot,” she almost moaned as she whispered the words.  Moving her fist up and down – she watched his face as he closed his eyes and let his head fall back.  “Does that feel good?” she asked, needing to know she was doing it right. 

“Hell, yes,” he hissed.  “But I need your mouth.  I need you to suck me.” Honesty – he believed in honesty.  She pumped him twice more, her hips working back and forth in an agitated motion.  “What’s wrong?”  He knew, but he wanted her to tell him. 

“I feel needy, like I did when you were touching me a bit ago.” 

Her confession mesmerized him.  “Don’t worry, I’ll give you what you need,” he promised.  When she reached between his legs and found his balls, his breath hissed from between clinched teeth.  Yes, he’d give her what she needed - but not right yet.  “God Almighty!”  She was killing him. 

“They’re so hard and big.”  She rolled his testicles between her fingers and his hips lifted – begging for more.  “Avery. . .” he warned.

“Don’t worry,” she smiled at him and wiggled as if hunting a comfortable spot.  “I can do this – I’ve been practicing.” 

Practicing?  What the hell?  Isaac started to think what that might mean, but when she covered the head of his cock with her hot, wet, velvety mouth – his mind went absolutely blank.  And when she began to suck, while stroking him with that magic little hand of hers . . . . . . “Holy shit!”

Avery stopped what she was doing, “Isaac?  Did I do it wrong?”

“Hell, no – it’s too good.  More!” he demanded.  With a renewed sense of confidence she continued to love him.  Taking him deep like she had been taught, she swirled her tongue, licked and sucked, pumping him with her fist with one hand and caressing his sac with the other.  The girls at the brothel had promised her she could please Isaac this way.  So Avery put her whole heart into it and every time he grunted or moaned or ran an approving hand down the side of her head, she wanted to beam.  But her mouth was too busy for smiling.  Other parts of her were getting downright perky - her nipples were peaking, her clitoris was throbbing and she was feeling wet and wiggly.  If this operation didn’t require two hands, she would touch herself to find some relief.  

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.  Isaac’s whole body shook.  God!  She was killing him!  And, by God, she was beautiful.  He couldn’t take his eyes off of her.  Never in his life had he expected to see the erotic scene before him – his Avery Rose on her knees, at his feet with a look of absolute wonder on her face.  Her lips were stretched around his cock and she was making the sweetest most contented little sucking noises.  There was no way in hell he could last.  “You’re so good, baby.”  His words were barely coherent, they came out more as growls – but she seemed to understand.  Her big eyes found his and Isaac recorded the image forever.  Was there ever a more beautiful sight than your woman looking up at you beseechingly while she gifted you with ecstasy?  “Take me to heaven, Avery.”  A tiny nod, she understood.  She closed her eyes, bobbed her mouth and sucked harder.  Circling her fingers loosely at the root of his cock, she pumped him in rapid, short strokes.

“Hell, yeah!  I’m fixing to cum.  Let me,” he tried to pull his cock out of her mouth, but she pushed back on his hand.  “Damn!”  He hadn’t expected that.  Hell, he hadn’t expected any of this.  Twisting those fat ringlets around his hand, he anchored her to him – she wasn’t going anywhere.  With a rough groan, he closed his eyes, lost in perfect bliss. Almost – almost – “Fuck!” Jets of hot cum boiled up from his balls and erupted into her sweet mouth.  He could feel her swallowing around him – and Lord help him – she swallowed every drop.  He never would have dreamed of this happening in a million years.  Her small hands were caressing his thighs – she was petting him – caressing him like he was something special. 

Special?  Him?  Shit, yea he was something else all right.  This was Avery.  What had just happened?  Had he lost his mind?  She was holding his cock and licking it, from base to tip like an all-day sucker.  And he wanted more, he wanted it all, Isaac wanted to Dominate her until she begged him to take her – over and over again.  Impossible!   “Stop!”  Isaac got up so fast he knocked her sprawling.  “Damn,” he started to help her up, but she scrambled away from him with a confused look on her face.

“What’s the matter?” she asked him.  Her heart was in her eyes and he felt like a heel.  “Did I do it wrong?”

“This was a mistake, Avery.  I never should have come here.  We never should have done this.”  He redressed quickly.  It hurt his heart to see her rise from the floor and cross her arms over her breasts.  A few moments ago she had been completely at ease with her nudity – and now she seemed ashamed.  “Look, this isn’t you – it’s me.” 

At the age old cop-out, she choked out a half-laugh, half-sob.  “Isaac, I thought we. . . .” her voice trailed off as he turned to walk away.  “Wait!” She followed him, padding across the motel room floor in her bare feet.  “What did I do?”

Isaac stopped.  They stood frozen - him a few feet in front of her with his back to her – he didn’t turn around.  “This shouldn’t have happened.  We are too different – our worlds are too far apart.”

“It doesn’t feel like they’re far apart.  I think our worlds collided quite nicely a few moments ago, Isaac.”  She didn’t intend to plead, but she couldn’t help it.  “I’ve changed.  For you.”  She walked up right behind him and touched his arm.  “Please.”

Fuck!  “This is for your own good.  I’m not the man for you.”  Resolutely, he continued to the door.  “You’ll see that I’m right.  You’ll meet a nice guy, someone who can be what you need.”  Avery didn’t move. 

“You’re wrong, Isaac.  I’m not as innocent as you think I am.”  He opened the door and she wanted to pull him back – beg him to stay.  But she didn’t.  “I could be the kind of woman you wanted, if you’d just give me the chance.” 

With a heavy sigh, Isaac leaned his head on the door jamb as if he were regretting ever coming to her at all.  She thought she would die.  “Listen, you’re a sweet girl.  And I wish things were different – but you need a suit and tie, a banker, an insurance salesman – you need respectability.”  Casting one last look over his shoulder, Isaac summed up the problem as he saw it.  “You need to go home to your parent’s.  You don’t want me.  I’m no good for you.”  Then, he was gone.

Avery didn’t know whether to scream or cry.  “You don’t know what I want, Isaac McCoy.”  That had been the best experience of her life and she wanted to have it again and again.  Whirling around, she walked to the bed, her mind in turmoil.  “Bankers and insurance salesmen leave me cold.”  Mustering her courage, she stood up straight – wiped her eyes and tossed her hair over her shoulder.  “I want a Badass, Isaac - I want you.  And I’m not taking no for an answer.”

Thanks for reading,

Sable Hunter


  1. Jimmy is a Badass! lol!

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  2. I really want that book and that basket :) my email is

  3. Ahh..unrequited love at a young age. I'm sure you'll get your HEA one day!

  4. I need to read badass....that's the only one I haven't read

  5. Your books are just wonderful. Can't wait for the third Cajun Spicy story. Keep them coming. Badass is HOT too

  6. My heart breaker was Beau Archer. He treated me almost like Sean did you. But I learned a very good lesson from it, and Badass was the first Sable book I ever read.

  7. I have the series but I can sometimes still feel my first heart break myself .. I was 13 and started dating a guy 6 years older then me.. I was the bad girl .. Well anyways we did date 4 years and he was my first person I really loved .. Well at the age 18 two months before we were to get married I found him in my bed with one of my friends .. i was so damn pissed that I gave him everything and i was just a stupid young girl at the time .. Which know I am grateful for it .. .. Sable your story was worst then mine .. but atleast we learned from our mistakes ..

  8. ops forgot my email

  9. I'd love to win a basket and a copy of the book! Sounds amazing! Poor Avery, I've had my heart broken by someone I thought was a good friend that I gave my trust to only to learn he didn't deserve it.

  10. My heartbreaker was my high school love.He broke up with me after 3 year's. Broke my heart and unfortunately shaped how I viewed relationships through the year's as disposable.I love Sables book's, I haven't read Patrick's book yet, cabin spice 2 but really want to.I need to read it before 3 comes out.Beautiful basket Sable.

  11. Sable, your HELL YEAH series is to die for and each book just gets better and better, hotter & hotter. Isaac is an amazing book, just loved it. Saw where you had mentioned that 'Sable Hunter' was the author of Avery's book and did not realize til now that it actually was you, you were referring to.

    I have EVERY one of your books, Sable, and I highly recommend them to anyone that has not yet had the treat to enjoy them as well.

    Thanks so much for sharing your wonderful talent. :)

  12. Hi Sable! Enjoying your books! Have finished book 2 "Hot on her Trail" really enjoyed it! Book 1 so far is my favorite! I have to say at first was not liking your " SEX TALK" dialogue! But as I got into the stories I have to say its really grown on me ;0) ! I found my self laughing out loud and say " oh come on do people really say and talk like that?" Then I realised well of course they do! Anyways as I said it just grew on me so much if you left it all out in your next book I would probably not like it half as much! So thanks for the great story's that have it all! Great plots, the dirty sexy dialogue, the laughs and tears! Keep them coming ;0)!.......Dorothy!

  13. Sable,
    I think we all have that one person who hurt us and break our heart... The boyfriend i had before dating hubby was a real jerk... He cheated on me with a girl who was on the cheerleading squad with me... Bad thing was in a small town everyone knows everyone and he still used to come over to my house when my older sister though parties... I don't know why i even dated him but it is still hurt... Good thing i had my hubby and brother let him know whats what lol... Best thing ever happen to me was to dump him and start dating my hubby because when i hear something about my ex i just laugh because karma got him good and i ended up with the HEA.

  14. Thanks for participating in another blog hop. I think that we all have to kiss a few frogs before finding our prince otherwise we might just look past the prince. I have had a few in my life but the worst one was the guy who likes to rewrite history and tell everyone I am the one who got away. Yeah, meanwhile in the real world he cheated on me and got the girl pregnant...I'm sorry I chose to pick someone who wouldn't cheat on me.

    kim86003 at gmail dot com

  15. Love your books, Thanks for the giveaway and hope i win a copy of Bad Ass, its one of the few I haven't read yet.

  16. Your books look good!! Heart Hoping By!!

  17. Great post. Thanks for the giveaway!

  18. thanks for participating!!

  19. Thanks for the giveaway and participating in the hop!
    I think that Christian Grey from "50 Shades of Grey" is a good example of a heartbreaker. He used and abused Ana at first, but then came to his senses by book two.

  20. Thanks for participating!

  21. My heart was broken by Barry. I was 17, he was 19, and the local BADASS, tall blonde and blue eyed aah. He walked into our local pub (bar) and I was just a gonner. He was my cousins friend, surfice to say I got very frindly with my cousin !! My parents went totally ga ga, as my cousin was 'the black sheep' of the family and they freaked that I would be hanging around with him and his mates. I dumped my boyfriend of 1 yr, and I was off a hunting (or stalking as some may call it) I followed Barry around like a lost puppy, waiting to see him leave work, hanging out where he hung out, I was seriously smitten. Barry didn't even acknowlege I exsisted !! apart from being Johns cousin that was it !! I was in love, lust, and everything else a teenage hart could muster. Then the night came, after enduring watching him and my cousin play cricket ALL afternoon, he agreed to meet up for a drink !! I was in heaven !! We met, along with my cousin, quick chat, informed he was leaving for Bournemouth the next day to live with his brother. One quick kiss goodbye and that was it, I was left in bits, totaly heartbroken. I'm sure he never knew what he did to me, or the effect he had, but the memory has stayed with me eversince.

  22. I never had my heartbroken because I grew up expecting to be teased over everything so I never shared with anyone when I had a crush. I can only imagine what my "friend's" would have done if they knew! Thanks for the giveaway!

  23. My first heart breaker actually went out with me once then publicly humiliated me so badly I've blocked out his name. Can still see his handsome face and I still want to smack him.

    doxisrcool at aol dot com

  24. For me the heartbreaker is a bad boy who goes kicking and screaming into love! When he falls he falls hard!

    The only heartbreakers I have encountered are literary! And my all time fav is Mr Darcy! Although, I am currently crushing on Zadist from the Black Dagger Brotherhood!


  25. Oh, this makes me think of my high school crush, Dana Peterson. God he was perfect – inside and out. Tall, tan, and sweet. I had been crushing on Dana for the longest time. This before caller ID (my age is showing). So, I got up the nerve to call him a few times. He talked to me, for quite a while each time (great conversations)...but, I would never tell him who I was. Finally, he asked to meet me in person. Of course, I stood him up. This was the end of my senior year in high school. I found out from his sister that summer that he knew it was me the entire time...he was hurt that I didn’t face him in person and admit who I was. Ahh, youth.

    Great excerpt from Badass! Some parts of the book were hard for me to read (I’m not into BDSM), but I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the romance between Isaac and Avery. She was so adorable and he was so protective of her. Can’t wait for your next book, Sable!

  26. Great giveaway and excerpt!

    anasmithblue AT gmail DOT com

  27. What a horrible experience. Kids can be so mean. Thanks for the great excerpt.

  28. Thanks for the excerpt...added Bad Ass to my list of reads.

  29. My heart has been broken but it grows back stronger. It shows we can love.
    I couldn't figure out how to get to the fan page to enter for your vasket giveaway...
    catherinelee100 at gmail dot com

  30. To me a heartbreaker is someone who doesn't know how good and special he really is underneath that “Bad Boy” persona. When he falls in love, he falls hard. He is the guy that doesn't realize that his actions have broken your heart....But, when he does realize it, he takes immediate action to correct the misunderstanding and convince you he really does love you and no one else!
    My favorite heartbreaker is Smitty from the book "The Beast in Him" by Shelly Laurenston. (One of the Pack/Pride series books) He was just drop dead gorgeous and sexy and he broke Jessie Ann's heart when he wouldn't claim her with "the Smith Mate Maul" If you want to know what the heck I'm talking about.......READ THE BOOK. :) In fact I recommend you read the series.
    Thanks for being part of the hop and for the chance to win. <^_^>
    reneebennett35 (at) yahoo (dot) com

  31. Oh those supposed 'best friends', they getcha every time!!!
    Thank you for posting the excerpt, totally want to read!! And thank you for the chance at your giveaway on the most awesome hop.
    Sebrina_Cassity at yahoo dot com

  32. I love reading about heartbreakers! They are usually bad-boys, they’re witty, funny and sexy and the female population is drooling after them lol

    verusbognar (at) gmail (dot) com

  33. ohh must read Badass!! thanks for sharing :)


  34. Great excerpt!
    Thanks for the awesome giveaway!

  35. LOVED the excerpt! Another one for my wishlist!

  36. Sable that excerpt is hotttttt!

    Thanks for the great giveaway!

    mary_reiss @

  37. We all want to love a Heartbreaker. Maybe its because of his chiseled good looks, his bad boy attitude, or the mysterious nature of him. Some Heartbreakers are just that, they know what they got and how to use it to get what they want. Then there are those Heartbreakers that don’t even realize that they are doing it. The best part about a Heartbreaker is that there is always a woman that turns their world upside down until they realize it is love. I have read many Romance Novels over the years and have run into many memorable Heartbreakers and my favorites are usually the ones that don’t even know they are Heartbreakers! Some of my personal favorite Heartbreakers are :

    Kade Jamenson (Werewolf) from An Alpha’s Path. Kade is a sexy werewolf that will make you burn but a mishap with a potential mate makes him not think he will find love.

    Ian MacPhie (Vampire) from All I Want For Christmas is a Vampire. Ian is a heartbreaking Highland Vampire that was frozen in his immortality when he was only 15. With the help of his friend he is given a drug that helps him age to 28 so he could look like a man instead of a child after hundreds of years. He has no idea that he looks of a warrior and the lover.

    Lothaire Daciano (Vampire) from Lothaire. Lothaire is definitely a heartbreaker and his cocky attitude proves it! Thinks he’s a gift to women! Its just the sucker punch from a woman he doesn’t realize is his equal that brings him down a notch.

    Marius Parker from His Contrary Bride. Marius is every part the gentlemen but doesn’t realize he could also easily be the rogue!

    Benjamin Gateway from To Win His Wayward Wife. Benjamin doesn’t realize that he is a heartbreaker because the one woman he loved, he lost….or did he?

    Fury North (Human with Canine DNA) from Fury and Valiant North (Human with Feline DNA) from Valiant. Fury and Valiant are strong New Species and gorgeous to boot, but because they are damaged they doesn’t think they can hold onto to the women they love.

    Sigimor Cameron from Highland Conqueror. Sigimor is every bit the Highland Laird and warrior but can he hold onto to the beautiful English lady?

    Joshua Striker (Werewolf) from Alexandra’s Legacy. Joshua is a scared and battle hard enforcer for his pack and he thinks that he doesn’t have what it takes to make the women melt.

  38. Thanks for that great excerpt and for the chance to win such a great prize!

  39. My favorite Heartbreaker is the one that your heart can’t live without. One of my best is Lucas from D B Reynolds book “LUCAS” (Vampire in America series). Strong mind, well put together and tender when he wants to be. And loves horses.

    Judy Peterson

  40. I love this series! And I would love to read Isaac's story
    thanks for the giveaway!


  41. Isaac is my favorite McCoy.
    I absolutely adore your prize packages.
    Thank you for doing this for your fans.

    dinbarrios at yahoo dot com

  42. Awesome series! One of my favorites! Thank you for the awesome hop and giveaway!!! :)

  43. Cant wait to start reading some of your work. Sounds really great by what people are commenting. I have like u on fb as well. Hope to start reading your free read tonite. :D Would love to win Bad Ass cause its going on my TBR list
    Happy Valentines Day :D
    Missie Jones
    missie25524 (at) netzero (dot) com

  44. I've finished all my McCoy books :) And, can I just tell you, I think I'm in love <3

    The baskets are awesome...fingers crossed :)

  45. Great giveaway and story.

    susanmplatt AT hotmail DOT com

  46. I don't know that I've met a heart breaker, but I've read about quite a few. My current favorites are both Lauren Dane characters. One is Shane from Fated and the other Todd from Laid Bare. I think the redeeming thing about them is that when they realize how wrong they are they are quite good at communicating their understanding and groveling.
    planterofhope at aol dot com

  47. I've tried to avoid them. thanks for the hop

  48. Great excerpt. Thanks for the giveaway.

  49. You are a new author to me thanks to this amazing blog hop. So excited to find so many new authors and books. Thanks for the chance to win one of your amazing baskets filled with so many goodies. sbereza22(at)gmail(dot)com

    1. It says to visit your fan page and I am assuming you mean the one on Facebook, but I don't see anything that involves the Heartthrob Blog Hop except the event. Is that what we are supposed to join or am I missing something? If you could direct me in the right direction I would appreciate it. sbereza22(at)gmail(dot)com

    2. Feel free to ignore my last reply since I figured it out on your Facebook page. thanks so much.

  50. Thank you for the giveaway! I love seeing all these great books! Omg it looks awesome!

  51. My personal heartbreak story is the story of my first love. I was 14 and he was 17. I thought he was the greatest thing ever...but he broke my heart and turned me down. Turned out he turned me down because he was gay, so he wasn't a heartbreaker on purpose.
    Thanks for the great giveaway!! So many great prizes!! Happy Valentine's Day!
    Ashley A

  52. I'm not sure I entered right for your prize though...
    but I tried!! Ashley A ash_app(at)hotmail(dot)com

  53. I hope I haven't missed the end of the hop. I think I still have an hour left. Thanks for the chance to win, and my heartbreaker is the man who turned into a heartthrob, and I married.