Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Nauti Boy by Lora Leigh


Nauti #1

Kelly has loved Rowdy since he protected her from a bully when she was a little girl. But when her mother married his father and Kelly started to mature it was too much for Rowdy. He wanted her so much. So he went away to college, but that was too close. Then he joined the Marines and was away for four years. Kelly is 24 now and old enough. But when he got home he realized something bad had happened to Kelly. She was attacked by a man but not sexually assaulted. This man had attacked other women too. Rowdy and his cousins, Dawg and Natches, are going to get this man. Will they before anyone else gets hurt?

I liked this story. I did figure out who the bad guy was though before it was revealed in the story.

From the author:
Too weak to resist young Kelly Benton’s attempts at seduction, Rowdy Mackay left home eight years ago. Duty as a U.S. Marine put a safe distance between temptation and the nubile Kentucky vixen. Now he’s back home and ready to engage in the kind of erotic games that have earned him and his two cousins a Nauti-boy reputation in three counties.

Once it was Kelly’s dream too-to feel the heat of the boy she desired. But an attack from a stalker still on the prowl has left Kelly terrified of a man’s touch. Now as fear and desire converge, Rowdy fights to save her from the deadly threats of a stranger, to rid her of her demons, and to satisfy a hunger more powerful than either can imagine.



Excerpt:
How had he known she would be waiting on him, here of all places. Rowdy Mackay steered the Harley into its parking spot before lifting his glasses from his face and facing the demon sprite as she moved from the wood bench to stand on the sidewalk in front of him.

She was wearing one of those short, snug little t-shirts she liked so much. At least it wasn’t one of his bigger shirts. He had lost two more on this trip home and he knew who to blame. She had been stealing his shirts since she was sixteen and her mother married his father, bringing his favorite bit of trouble right into his home.

And he had been running from her ever since. Seven years of running. He had one year left to decide what the hell he was going to do.

He turned and tucked the sunglasses into the side of his Marine issue duffel bag strapped on the back of the Harley before he bent his leg on the gas tank and watched her silently. Dawg and Natches were supposed to be here soon. Dawg was driving Natches over so he could take the Harley back, but they weren’t here yet. There was no one to distract him from the hunger driving him crazy.

She was twenty-three and her kisses were soft summer rain. They slid over a man’s senses and drew in him, inviting him to get all wet and wild with her, inviting him to give her his worst. And in Rowdy’s case, his worst might be a hell of a lot more than she could handle.

She stepped from the sidewalk. The low-rise of her jeans didn’t even come close to the tempting shadow of her navel. She made him sweat in the middle of damned winter. But it wasn’t winter now, it was summer. A hot, Kentucky summer evening and he was leaving again.

And this time, he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he wouldn’t be able to walk away again. This was his last year away from home, he figured. Each year, without even touching her, without taking her or tasting her kiss, she made him feel things he didn’t expect.

His chest tightened at that knowledge. At the effort it was going to take to walk away from her again.

“You left without saying goodbye.” She stopped beside the Harley, her dove gray eyes staring back at him with a shadow of hurt. “I didn’t even get to see you this time.”

No, she hadn’t. He had stayed as far away from his dad’s home as possible, spending the six weeks he was back on the boat he kept at the marina. 



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Pages: 304
Published: 2007

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