Hard body of a man
Sings like an angel
Fucks like the devil
I was stuck between a rock(star) and a hard place.
At fifteen, his poster hung on my bedroom wall. At twenty-five his body hovered over mine. Every girl’s fantasy became my reality. I was dating a rockstar. Yet I was slowly falling for another man. The problem was—the two men—they shared a tour bus.
Flynn Beckham was the opening act.
Dylan Ryder was the headliner.
What happens when the opening act begins to shine so bright, it seems to dim everything else in its wake?
I’ll tell you what happens. Things get ugly.
First of all let me flat out state that cheating or love
triangles in books does not bother me. I
am probably going to piss a couple people off with my next statement but while
I never want to do that I need to say that I’m not sorry for how I feel and that
I hope you will be understanding and respectful like I always try to be to you
all. Okay here it is. I don’t mind the cheating or love triangles
because I can separate reality from fiction.
Am I saying that I never get mad about it? No because there are a couple of series that
I now no longer rush to read because something happened that pissed me off, but
I always try to keep an open mind more often than not. Now I am sure you are asking yourself why am
I even saying all of this, well it is because in Beat there is cheating and a love triangle and I know that some
readers refuse to read anything with cheating in a book. Hell for some of my
friends and fellow reviewers, that is something they hate so I am just giving
the heads up right now.
Now that is all out of the way. Beat
will get you worked up, both sexually and emotionally, or more specifically it
will make you angry at times. I’m not
going to lie, even with me being okay with cheating or love triangles in a
book, at times I was extremely pissed off at everyone in this book. I think you can imagine some of my creative
cussing that even had my husband blushing at times, it was not pretty. But now even after all of that couldn't I put
Beat down. I was drawn in to not
just the smoking hot sex scenes, but also the question as to what would you do
if you were any one of the players in this situation? While we think we may know, nothing is ever certain
in life.
I always enjoy Vi Keeland’s books because I know what I am
about to read will get me worked up in one way or another and Beat was no exception. Please, if you are on the fence about reading
it, please give it a shot but only if you think you can keep reality separate from
fiction, because if you can do that then I think you will really enjoy Beat as much as I did.
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Getting
through Flynn singing is incredibly hard.
The way his throat moves, the way his mouth caresses each syllable of
the low, raspy sound that falls from his lips.
I should be watching his posture, his breathing, the way his larynx
forces out the words—but instead I’m focused on the beauty of his mouth and how
the sound of his voice glides over my body, making it feel both warm and tingly
at the same time. I’m lost when the song
finishes, yet I haven’t really observed him yet.
“So. Give it to me straight. What am I doing wrong?”
Ummm…absolutely nothing from what I can see. Everything was perfect. Don’t change a thing. Shit. “Could you do it again? Maybe a different song, one you haven’t sung
in a while. So the sounds are less
familiar to your body. Sometimes that
can give me a different view.” At least
I make it sound like a real thing when the words come out.
He sings
again, and this time I force myself to observe.
“Hmm…your posture is great. Most
people have a tendency to favor one side of their neck, which makes them tilt a
bit when they speak, and it becomes magnified when they sing, which puts strain
on the muscles around the vocal cords.
Your alignment is perfect.”
“Thank
you, it goes with the rest of my perfectness,” he says with a teasing arrogance
that, from the little I know about him, I know isn’t real.
“You
didn’t let me finish.”
“You
can’t now tell me I’m not perfect. I was
already basking in the glow.”
“Actually,
it was perfect…but almost a little too perfect.
Which makes me think you don’t usually stand this way when you sing.”
“It isn’t
the way I normally sing. On stage, I
usually have a guitar over my shoulder.
Even if I’m not playing it, it’s there.”
“Well, I
need to see you holding your instrument to assess you fully, then.”
Flynn’s
eyebrows quirk up and the dirty grin on his face is unmistakable.
“The guitar.
I’d need to see you holding the guitar.”
“That’s a
shame.” He shrugs, the playful smile
still on his face. “But okay. It’s your call. Whatever instrument you want to see me hold
is fine with me.”
“How big
of you.”
“So now
we’re talking about the other instrument again?”
I roll my eyes, although this
conversation is having more of an effect on me than I let on.
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About the Author:
Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with
three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about
often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known
to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking,
during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work. She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!
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