Bounty (Colorado Mountain #7)
by Kristen Ashley
Kindle Edition, 570 pages
Expected publication: April 18th 2016
Justice Lonesome has enjoyed a life of bounty.
Even so, she’s inherited the curse of the Lonesome. A poet’s soul. Which means she’s still searching for something. Searching for peace. Searching for the less…that’s more.
And when the foundation of her life is pulled out from under her, grieving, she goes to the mountains to find her oasis. She hits Carnal, Colorado and decides to stay.
Deke Hightower lost everything at the age of two. He lost it again at fifteen. His life has not been about bounty. It’s been about learning to live with less, because there’s no way to get more.
Deke’s also watched all his friends go down to the women who gave them what they needed. He wants that for himself. But he knows that search isn’t going to be easy because he’s a rider. His home is the road. That’s the only place he can breathe. And the woman who takes her place at his side has to do it sitting on the back of his bike.
When Deke meets Justice, he knows she’s not that woman. She’s cute. She’s sweet. And she’s into him, but she’s got it all and Deke knows he won’t fit into that. So he holds her at arm’s length. Establishes boundaries. And Justice will take it because she wants Deke any way he’ll let her have him.
But when Justice finds herself a pawn in a dangerous game, Deke makes a decision.
When he does, he has no idea he’s just opened himself up to bounty.
A lip brush then a whispered, “Relax, Deke.”
His hand resting on my hip slid up to my waist and squeezed.
It did not push me away. It just squeezed.
“Jussy,” he muttered. “Now’s not—”
I went in for another lip brush, another whisper of, “Relax, honey,” and then I went for it and slid my tongue out, gliding the tip along the crease of his lips.
God, he tasted yummy.
I had just enough time to have that thought before I drew in a soft breath when I suddenly found myself on my back, Deke’s weight on me, all of his lower half pressing me into the bed.
“Jussy, don’t,” he growled, his words contradicting our new position. “Now’s not the time.”
Now was totally the time. If I didn’t feel that “now was the time” gathering between my legs (which I did), I could feel that indication hardening on my thigh.
I moved both my hands to his neck, its back, fingers up in his hair and I used those hands and his stiffness to pull me up and I put my mouth back to his.
“Now’s a great time,” I said softly. “You’ve been taking care of me. It’s my turn to take care of you.”
“Shush,” I whispered.
I cut off whatever he was going to say by sliding my tongue in his mouth and touching it to his.
His head jerked back.
My body went solid.
He didn’t move.
I held on to his neck and stared at him staring down at me.
Okay, maybe I shouldn’t have pushed it. Maybe now wasn’t the time.
Hell, maybe I was even wrong about the whole thing. Maybe Deke was that guy who went the extra mile to look out for his friends. And maybe the evidence that was growing hard against my thigh wasn’t evidence of what I thought it was, but just that I was a girl, he was a guy, we were in bed in the dead of night and that was the natural order of things.
I started to feel weird, scared, embarrassment creeping in, and I was about to let him go when it happened.
Thunder rolled in my bedroom, feeling like it was emanating from his stomach, through his chest, his lips, swelling in the room, over my skin, straight between my legs.
Then he shifted one of his hands that were in the bed at my sides, his weight up on his forearms, so it was wrapped around the back of my neck and his mouth slammed down on mine.
I opened my lips and his tongue thrust inside.
Oh God, yes, fuck yes.
He tasted yummy.
Another fierce growl released from Deke, sinking down my throat as he slanted his head and took the kiss deeper.
The man could kiss.
Colorado Mountain series books are to reading what a drive on the Pacific Coastal Highway from Seattle to LA are to road trips…Long, meandering, full of majestic views and wistful memories…stops here, stops there….meeting old friends, making new ones…long, lovely, and Lonesome.
I actually loved Justice Lonesome from the opening scenes…I, like Deke, felt her pull, her magnetism and her spark. Deke, whom we all know from previous books, is the full package. Jussy’s poet’s soul knew the moment she met him in BFN Wyoming that he was the one. Her only one.
Fast forward….Yes, I wrote it. Fast forward…the two most hated words ever written about a Kristen Ashely book. You know that during that fast forward time, a lot of shite had gone down and it was going to come back and haunt and hurt. Bounty delivered on some of the haunt and a whole lot of the hurt. Jus just wants the pain to stop. The loss of her father, the trials of the road and the lack of passion for music has changed her and not for the better. Jus only wants to find her peace and come to peace with her losses. She finds that peace in Carnal and ironically on her first night celebrating her new house purchase, she finds him…again.
I could write and write about the story, the plots twists, the meanderings and the majesty…but I wouldn’t want to ruin a moment of the book for you. My heart ached at times for both Deke and Jus and I hoped and held out that my HEA was going to come…and after 2 days and only at 40% of the book, I began to see my Bounty coming. I loved the ride, I loved the story and I loved the songs that played in the background of this sojourn to Colorado. My favourite book in this series is (and will forever be) Sweet Dreams, but this story was wonderful, had all my peeps (Lexie, Nina, Laurie…their guys) and especially a huge role for Krys (who is dah F’ing bomb!) Get into this series…Enjoy!