Title: Incite (Sphere of Irony, #1)
Author: Heather Leigh
Release Date: December 14, 2014
Genre: Rock Band Romance
My Thoughts
Adam and Ellie have loved each other since they were children and Adam saved her from a vicious attack. They planned on going to America together so he could tour with his band and she would go to college there. Unfortunately while he has gone ahead of her, her father passes away and her mom is sick so she is unable to follow him. In order to let him go so he can follow his dream, she breaks it off with him and makes it hard for him to find her afterwards. Years later she goes after him only to find that he has moved on and not in a good way. He makes it clear in one moment that he hates her for everything and has moved on without her. She returns home and tries to move on as well. When they come face to face unexpectedly later, they also have to face the feelings that haven't gone away and decide if they can open their hearts to each other again.
My heart broke for Ellie knowing everything that she went through - from the attempted attack to the one that actually happened later and the loss of her father. The fact that she dealt with all of it alone was heart wrenching. I wanted to kick Adam a time or two, but so wanted them to find their way back to each other. I loved their story and can't wait to read the next book in the series.
I give Incite 5 hearts!
About the Book
Privilege, poverty, death, and self-loathing; these are the backgrounds of the men of the internationally famous rock band, Sphere of Irony.
INCITE
Adam's story
Adam Reynolds is an impoverished teen raised by neglectful parents in one of London’s most dangerous boroughs. He turns to his love of music and countless girls to escape his sad reality.
Beautiful and naïve Ellie Palmer comes from a well-off family that suddenly finds themselves living in one of the poorest neighborhoods in London. Alone in a frightening new place, Ellie is afraid to leave the safety of her home, only going out to walk to school and back.
When Adam prevents Ellie from becoming the victim of a horrific sexual assault, they discover something that two teenagers never thought they would find in such a depressing place. Each other.
After tragedy, lies, and distance tear their future away from them; they each wander through life empty and hopeless no matter who or what they use to replace the feelings of loss.
From the crime-ridden streets of London’s East End to the over-the-top display of wealth in L.A. Can two broken souls must conquer their demons in order to find true happiness?
***This is book 1 in a 4 part series. It is a spin-off of the Famous Series. These can be read as stand-alones***
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Excerpt
We stare at each other in silence. I watch as her pupils
dilate, taking over the bright blue of her iris until only a small sliver
remains. When her eyes drop to my mouth, I gulp and part my lips, my heart
racing from the familiar way she’s looking at me. I can hear her soft panting,
and watch, mesmerized as a beautiful pink color stains her gorgeous high
cheekbones.
“El,” I whisper, leaning closer, so close I can feel her
feathery breaths on my face. I need to claim her, to reassure myself that she’s
safe, alive, and that she’s still mine. I failed her, but I need another
chance.
Her hand reaches out to clutch my leg tightly, her fingers
dig in and twist the fabric of my jeans. “Adam.” My name slips off of her
tongue and sends sparks of desire down my spine.
“Sweetheart.” My endearment is nearly a sob as I’m overcome
with emotion. I reach up and slide my hand behind her neck, pulling her to me
until our mouths clash together desperately. Six years of loss trying to be
mended with one single kiss.
I groan and my cock stiffens uncomfortably as Ellie plunges
her tongue into my mouth and tastes every bit of me before retreating so she
can suck on my lip. “Jesus, Sweetheart,” I moan against her mouth. She wraps
her hands around my neck and I put mine under her tight ass to haul her onto my
lap. “Why didn’t you tell me about your dad, about Callum? We didn’t have to be
apart all this time. I could have protected you…”
Who am I kidding? I’ve been paying to protect her and she
still wasn’t safe.
“Don’t,” she whispers. “What’s done is done. I don’t want to
think about that time in my life, it was so awful. I, I …”
I silence her by pressing my mouth back down on hers,
knowing that the emotions coursing through us can’t be expressed with mere
words. I know because I feel it tearing through every fiber in my body, the
need to connect with Ellie in every possible way.
All of the nameless, faceless girls I’ve been with in an
attempt to purge Ellie from my heart have done absolutely nothing to erase her
from my memories. Every sip of alcohol I drank to numb the pain hasn’t dulled
it one bit. I’m still so in love with Ellie Palmer that she’s permanently
etched her name on my soul.
Ellie groans and shifts to wrap her legs around my waist,
our mouths never breaking their precious contact. I’m so thrilled to have her
in my arms again that I greedily run my hands over her body, savoring every
curve, every smooth bit of exposed skin, threading my fingers through her hair
and inhaling her familiar vanilla scent.
“God, what you do to me El.” My breath hitches as I attempt
to rein in the desire, no the need to be inside of her right now.
She opens her eyes and gazes into mine, my vision blurred by
the tears that still threaten to overflow. When she leans in and kisses each
one of my eyelids, taking the salty liquid away with her soft lips, I actually
whimper, so overcome with the tenderness of the gesture that I’m speechless.
“I’ve never stopped loving you Adam. Never,” she says
softly. “I don’t think I ever will.”
A single tear escapes from my eye, making its way down my
cheek. Ellie reaches up to swipe it away but I catch her wrist and press her
hand over my racing heart.
“Feel this, what you do to me. You’re still right here, El.
You always will be in my heart.”
She slowly removes her hand and reaches for the hem of her
jumper, pulling it over her head and tossing it aside. Then she frantically
claws at my own shirt, so impatient to rid me of it that she doesn’t wait for
me to help. Once it’s gone, I reach around and unclasp her bra, desperately
needing to feel her skin against mine. Bare from the waist up, I stand with
Ellie clinging to me tightly, her arms around my neck and her legs around my
hips, and I take us to the bedroom.
I place her down on the massive bed and lay my body on top
of hers, unwilling to stop kissing her for even a single moment. Now that I
have what I’ve dreamt of for the last six years I won’t waste a second of the
precious time I’ve been given. Ellie squirms and moans and makes little noises
that drive me insane as I suck and lick and savor the soft skin of her neck.
“God, I can’t believe you’re here.” I kiss my way down her
flushed skin to take a perfect pink nipple in my mouth.
“Adam…” Ellie groans as I tug and tease and lave at each of
her tight buds. “I want you. I need you.” Her hips are writhing beneath me,
searching for the hard length of my cock through the layers of clothing that
separates us.
I release her breasts and lift my head to see her face,
wanting to be sure she’s not just caught up in the moment. Her eyes are
heavy-lidded and her mouth is swollen and red from our kisses. She’s the most
stunning thing I’ve ever seen. I kneel on the bed, dragging my hand from her
delicate throat down between her breasts then on to grip the edge of her
waistband.
“You’re sure, Sweetheart? I want you so badly it hurts,
just… just tell me this is what you really want.” My dick is pressing against
my jeans so hard that it’s painful, making it difficult to think of anything
but sinking into her soft, wet, depths. But I have to make sure she’s serious
about us, about this.
“Yes, please Adam. Make love to me.” Ellie sighs and relaxes
back into her pillow.
Not having the strength to hold back any longer, I tear down
her knickers and leggings together with her boots and let them fall to the
floor. Then quickly strip off my own clothes as well, finally releasing my
uncomfortably hard cock. Reaching over to the side table, I pull out a condom
and roll it on while Ellie stares at my body like I’m a buffet and she’s
fucking starving.
I savor the sight of her, laid out naked and willing.
“Jesus, you’re so beautiful.”
I want to go slow, take my time to savor each sensation,
taste every inch of her beautiful body. But as I lower myself over her, she
bites at my neck and shoulder and her fingers grip my ass so hard that I’ll
probably have bruises. I lose control and thrust deep inside her slick,
welcoming heat.
The sparks of pleasure that rocket through my body nearly
make me lose it. I have to grit my teeth and stop, my breath hissing out
slowly, as Ellie thrashes beneath me begging me to move. I drop my head into
the crook of her neck, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her skin. “It’s too much,
Sweetheart. I’ve missed you, this, feeling you around me.”
I need to go faster. Slower. Faster. I just need her.
Her hands skim up my back and settle on either side of my
face, pulling me up until our foreheads press together. “Me too.” She groans,
then kisses me passionately, nipping at my lips, sucking my tongue into her hot
mouth.
“Fuck, El, I can’t hold back,” I growl as my thrusts speed
up and her hips buck off the bed to meet me in perfect rhythm.
“I’m there Adam, don’t stop.” She pants and makes incoherent
noises that drive me to pound harder into her tight heat. Her fingers weave
into my hair and pull, sending a wonderfully painful shock across my scalp.
Fuck! More, I need more. But I don’t want it to end.
Ellie lifts one leg and wraps it around my back, changing
the angle that I enter her. It feels so amazing that it makes my eyes roll up
into my head. Without warning, the overwhelming feeling of white hot ecstasy
crackles down my spine and jets out of me in one of the most powerful orgasms
of my life.
While I’m thrusting deep those last few times, Ellie calls
out my name and drags her nails across my shoulders as she reaches her own
climax. Her convulsions milk every last bit of pleasure out of me as she
shudders for what seems like ages.
Spent and sweaty, we stay like that for a while, skin to
skin as I gently run my fingers through her hair, resting most of my weight on
my forearms. She smiles and drags one hand up and down my back, her eyes filled
with awe, as if she’s making sure I’m real and won’t disappear if she looks
away.
“I’ll be right back, Sweetheart.” I press a quick kiss to
her red, swollen mouth and slip into the bathroom to clean up.
When I return, Ellie is under the covers, chewing on her
thumbnail nervously. At least she isn’t dressed and ready to take off. I duck
under the sheets and pull her over on top of me, chest-to-chest so I can see
the perfect face that I’ve missed every day for the past six years. We tangle
our legs together and she looks at me affectionately. I can’t find a single
trace of regret in her eyes for what we just did and that gives me hope. Hope
that she wants to be with me as much as I want to be with her.
“Ellie…” I stroke her back with the callouses that have
formed on my fingers after a decade of playing the guitar and she shivers. “I
love you. What happens now?”
“Now? Let’s rest so we have enough energy to do that again,”
she giggles.
I know she’s avoiding my question, and for now, I’ll take
what she’s offering. But there’s no way she’s leaving this suite without
discussing our future. The future we both deserve. One that keeps us together.
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I grew up in New England and currently live outside Atlanta, GA with my husband, two kids, a French Bulldog and a pug.
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