Author: Layla Wolfe
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: April 1, 2014
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
If you ain’t living on the edge, you’re taking up too much room. The rose-colored illusion of Madison Shellmound’s girlish crush on biker Ford Illuminati is stomped into smithereens by his crude, perverse father Cropper, Bare Bones club President. Fearing Ford will kill Cropper if he finds out, Madison flees town, becoming an upstanding cardiology nurse. Madison and Ford have an ill-fated, star-crossed love that will last their lifetimes. Ford is a lifer in a different sort of enterprise, the gritty full-throttle club of guns, blood, and allegiance to his brothers. Twelve years and several tours of SEAL duty later, Ford is thrust back into Madison’s arms on the worst day of his life. Madison’s prospect brother Speed has screwed up big-time and owes the club his life. She offers herself to Cropper as a sacrificial lamb to save Speed. But how long until the fiery, full-on outlaw Ford discovers that the woman he loves was treated like a degraded slave by his own father? Well, meet the new boss. He’s not the same as the old boss. https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/21518783-the-bare-bones www.laylawolfe.com https://www.facebook.com/layla.wolfe This is not your mother’s romance. Readers will encounter molestation, drugging, consensual bondage and discipline, violence, and a HEA. It’s a full-length novel of 65,000 words. Recommended 18+ due to content.
We fucked a lot in the next two days. Twelve years I’d been craving that fat, juicy cock inside of me, and now I couldn’t get enough of it. Ford Illuminati was hung like a racehorse and he knew how to use it, too. My hands were all over that. I had thought I was attracted to Jake but that paled in comparison to the intensity with which I wanted to devour Ford.
Riding one up behind him like in the old high school days, there was a world of difference now. We were free of all restraints for that glorious forty-eight hours, and Ford took me to see a couple of the vortexes. We had been on a tour of these several times when we were kids. This time no one brought any weed, and I wanted to suck on that horse cock inside the middle of a vortex.
We had been separated for so long it was like meeting a new man. The thrill, the illicit excitement of canyon carving through the rusty layers of sandstone, like red velvet cake tall on either side of us, it was all new to me again. Now I could thrust my hand along Ford’s pec and toy with the little barbell that pierced his nipple, proud of myself when my other hand felt his cock stiffening. I knew he pretended this irritated him, and he’d reach around, slap my ass, and shake it.
“You’re throwing me off-balance.”
“Your giant erection is throwing you off-balance.”
I wanted to amplify our energies, so we’d climb around awhile until we felt the highest, most intense amplification of all, and that’s where we’d fuck or give each other head. Ford had learned a lot of tricks in the past decade. Lapping me into a mindless clusterfuck of an orgasm with his talented tongue was apparently one of them. I was still amazed that he could do that.
I finally had to admit I’d never come with a man before. “Just, you know, with a vibrator.” I didn’t want to mention the shower head in Cottonwood. The horrific memory of that bathroom wall was probably the reason I couldn’t come with another man.
Ford was humble. “Maybe no one ever tried properly.” He lay stretched out on the sandstone, propped up on one forearm, looking like he was posing for fucking GQ. I loved it when he wore his cut next to his bare skin, like now. I loved to flick that damned infernal barbell that pierced his nipple with my tongue. It never failed to make him hiss in air and clutch the back of my skull. His new Apache tattoo was fascinating. He seemed to be embracing his Native American heritage instead of shunning it, as most bikers would do.
He had replaced the grimy dog collar around my neck with a fur-lined leather job that still had a D-ring where a leash could be attached. He had gotten into some kink that was right up my alley. Right now we were having a little picnic we’d brought, just wine and some salami and cheese and crackers, but he’d left the short leash attached to my collar. It wasn’t safe to ride with it for fear of pulling an Isadora Duncan, but he liked the submissive way it made me look.
And act. “That’s not true though, Ford. It’s not polite to mention, but plenty of men have tried.”
“Yeah.” He snorted. “Plenty of dickhead doctors.”
Was he referring to Jake? That subject hadn’t come up, so I ignored it. There was plenty of time for strife later, I knew. There always was. “No, I mean experienced guys, men who were willing to try for ten minutes or more. I always wound up worrying that they were wearing out their tongue muscles. I’m not kidding, Ford. It got to the point where I didn’t want anyone to even bother trying. Then you come along and blow them all out of the water.”
“Literally.” I could tell he was proud by the shy way he looked down at the cracker box. He shrugged innocently. “I don’t know what to say.”
“’Thank you’ is a good starter.”
Madison Shellmound has had a hard life. When I say hard I mean hard. Growing up with a mother who could care less about her three children and would rather deal with her “customers” all day long is a way of life for her children. Growing up, the three siblings had to find their own way. Sleeping where ever they could to get away from home, Madison choosing to pretty much permanently leave home. That is until Ford Illuminati. Home for a day, Madison comes face to face with a man who is a little older than she is, but even at a young age, Madison can tell he’s the man of her dreams.
Madison and Ford hit it off right away, comfortably becoming friends and pretty much having Madison move back home. Right away, Madison is drawn to Ford. She likes him in a way she’s never liked a boy and quickly the feelings turn into love. For the first time in her life, Madison feels like there’s hope. Ford is the same way, but there is a complication and that comes in the form of his father Cropper. Cropper has certain fetishes. Those fetishes put Madison right in the line of fire. Doesn’t matter that he’s the President of the Bare Bones MC, doesn’t matter that his son is the VP, when he sees something he wants, he goes after it.
Having his father shacked up with her mother Ingrid, you would think he would be busy, but his father likes to drill holes in the walls and watch what young women do, Madison is not the first, nor will she be the last. The second that Ford shows interest in Ford, suddenly so does Cropper. He tries to convince Madison to wait, that their time will be when he can leave the house and be on his own, but Madison doesn’t fully understand why they have to wait and it breaks her heart. Cropper gets to Madison one night and changes everything, she runs away to Flagstaff and never looks back.
Now a nurse, Madison is content to live her life. There’s just one thing she’s never been able to forget and that’s Ford. Ford is now a former Navy SEAL, he has his MC, but when his mother dies it puts him right back into the path of the one woman he cannot forget, Madison. This is their chance to be together, but fearful that Ford will kill Cropper and go to jail, she knows she must avoid him at all costs.
But when her brother, now a prospect for the Bare Bones makes a mistake, Madison offers herself up to pay his debt. With a relationship growing between Madison and Ford, a debt she must pay for her brother, and Cropper with his sights set of her again, can she ever find the happiness that she has always longed for?
The story of Madison and Ford was an interesting one. I felt sympathy for Madison because she never had anything growing up and the second she set her sights on Ford, it was like she just could not have him. Their relationship turned explosive, but they had so many hardships they had to overcome during the years, even after they found one another again. This story is told from both points of view which did help to understand how both parties felt, but I have to admit there were times I was not a fan of Ford and the way he talked and acted. It was a unique story and I hope to see more from the Bare Bones in the future, I give it 4 stars, reason? I had a hard time believing that they allowed those that were not legally adults to participate and be part of club business that just didn’t sit right with me. I may not know much about the biker lifestyle and the way a club operates, but that doesn’t seem accurate.
***Complimentary copy given by author in exchange for a honest review***
Layla Wolfe is a wannabe biker's Old Lady who is satisfied with a leather jacket, one bad-ass pink camo compound bow, and a vicarious outlaw lifestyle. Layla has published 25+ erotic romance titles under the name Karen Mercury.