Blurb

Malcolm Wallace lived for the adrenaline rush. If he wasn’t living life on the edge, he wasn’t living. He had no time for relationships, let alone love.

When one event changes Malcolm’s entire future, he must turn to the one person who makes him doubt his entire philosophy on life.

Paislie Pruitt.

She’s beautiful.

She’s strong.

She’s the one rush Malcolm never saw coming.

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Review

It’s been a long time since I’ve read a book by Kelly Elliott, but as soon as I started Adrenaline, I was reintroduced to all the qualities of her writing that I adore – a fiercely independent heroine who has made the most of her life despite an extremely difficult childhood; a sexy, dirty talking hero who has scars of his own and makes mistakes but does what he can do make amends, and a storyline that is steamy, angsty, and at times frustrating due to characters’ irrational reactions and not thought out actions.

Since he lost his first love, Malcolm Wallace has closed himself off from any kind of emotional relationship, focusing on sexual release and nothing more. Racing became his obsession, his world, pushing himself to the limits and living on the edge in order to obtain a much needed rush – one that he can only get on a racetrack. But in Malcolm’s efforts to live life to the fullest, to outrun tragedy, to live life in the fast lane both in and out of his race car, he’s actually stopped fully being present in his life, but that all changes when he meets Paislie Pruitt.

Paislie Pruitt’s life changed irrevocably when the one man who was supposed to love her unconditionally left her at Saint Patrick’s Orphanage, teaching her not to trust another man or allow anyone else into her heart. With her father’s actions, she’s always felt like she wasn’t meant to love or be loved, so she’s used sex to numb her pain and her emptiness, succumbing to a physical need and nothing else…until Malcolm Wallace.

Malcolm and Paislie sizzle from the start, but they both carry significant baggage and runaway from what they fear instead of embracing what they know is best for them. It’s never been more than sex for either of them, so the feelings they stir up in each other definitely bring on an adrenaline rush, but their relationship is destined to crash and burn if they can’t trust or have faith in what they’re building, which is going to require both Malcolm and Paislie to accept love rather than push away.

Told in dual POV, Adrenaline takes readers on a steamy and dramatic ride – one that will either bring home the checkered flag or put Malcolm and Paislie’s relationship on yellow as they try to figure out what they want and what they feel they deserve.

A complimentary copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.

4.5 Poison Apples

Excerpt

“W-where are we going?” she asked as she glanced over her shoulder.

Opening the laundry room door, I pulled her in and pushed her against the wall.

“I need to feel you, Paislie … taste you.”

Each breath was forced as the rush grew bigger. I’d been waiting for so long for this moment.

My hand slid up her dress and moved softly along her thigh where I brushed my knuckles across the thin lace material. Son-of-a-bitch. My cock was throbbing I wanted her so badly.

My fingers pushed the material to the side as Paislie lifted her leg, allowing me better access.

I slipped two fingers in and moaned as my dick hardened painfully more. “Fucking hell. You’re soaking wet.”

Her head dropped back as she whispered, “Please. Malcolm, I’ve waited so long for you.”

My lips moved along her neck, placing soft kisses as I slowly moved my fingers in and out of her. Sliding another one in, I moved faster. “Yes,” she hissed as she pumped her hips. I didn’t want her coming yet. The first time she came, it was either going to be on my cock or my tongue.

Pulling my fingers from her, Paislie let out a whimper. I lifted her up and set her on the counter. It was going to kill my leg, but I needed to taste her.

“Lay back, Paislie. I want to taste you … now.”

Her eyes widened with delight as she smiled and laid back. I lifted her beautiful gown and moaned when I saw the garter and panties.

“Jesus, you’re perfect,” I moaned as I pushed her panties out of the way and licked up her pussy. Paislie gasped and grabbed onto my hair.

“Oh … dear … God,” she panted.

I’ve given plenty of women oral sex, but this was different. So very different. Paislie tasted sweet, addictive, like a drug. I instantly craved more as I licked and sucked her more. Her body quivered and I knew she was close. All I would need to do is concentrate on her clit and push my fingers in.

The knock on the door had us both freezing. Paislie lifted her head as we looked at one another. She shook her head and mouthed, Are you fucking kidding me?