Counterpoint, Twisted Wishes #2
Release Date: September 24, 2018
Publisher: Carina Press
Genre: m/m contemporary rockstar romance (with a bit of kink)Quirks and Warnings: Contains D/s and bondage. Also discusses anxiety and depicts a panic attack.
Tropes and Themes: Secret identity. Geeks in love. hurt/comfort. Finding yourself behind the mask you wear for others.
Book Synopsis:
Twisted Wishes lead guitarist Dominic “Domino” Bradley is an animal onstage. But behind his tight leather pants and skull-crusher boots lies a different man entirely, one who needs his stage persona not only to perform, but to have the anonymity he craves. A self-imposed exile makes it impossible to get close to anyone outside the band, so he’s forced to get his sexual fix through a few hot nights with a stranger. When computer programmer Adrian Doran meets Dominic, he’s drawn to the other man’s quiet voice and shy smile. But after a few dirty, demanding nights exploring Dominic’s need to be dominated, Adrian wants more than a casual distraction. He has no idea he’s fallen for Domino Grinder—the outlandish, larger-than-life rock god. Dominic is reluctant to trust Adrian with his true identity. But when the truth is revealed prematurely, Dominic is forced to reevaluate both his need for Adrian and everything he believes about himself.
Anna Zabo is the master of pairing up the most unlikely of couples and making every minute between them sizzle and pop. If you like your romance hot, your sex with a little kink, your characters unforgettable, and a book that you have to read in one sitting . . . COUNTERPOINT is it. –Robin Covington, USAToday Bestselling Author
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He’d gone shirtless onstage, of course, but rarely took off all his clothes for hookups. Didn’t have to, not when it was meant to be a quick fuck and release before never seeing the dude again. And most of the guys he met found it hot to fuck without much thought about the other person.
Maybe that’s why Adrian scared him so. He noticed things. Asked questions. Wanted to know about Dom. Thank god he wasn’t much of a rock fan, though. There was no sense of recognition of Dom’s tattoos in Adrian’s appreciative and lust-filled appraisal. No sign that he’d seen them on another, very different man.
“They’re masterful.” Adrian feathered fingers down the cardinal wing that covered Dom’s right pec. “Must have taken hour and hours.”
Countless. The heat from Adrian’s fingers on his skin only highlighted just how much of his flesh was covered in ink. “I started when I was eighteen and—I couldn’t get enough.” They were his, too. Dom’s, not Domino’s—despite them being one of Domino’s better known features, and despite him covering them up when he went about his life as Dominic.
“I don’t have any. Never could settle on a design.” Adrian traced his hand up to Adrian’s shoulder, where a circle of Celtic knot-work capped the end. “The Irish in me quite likes this one.”
He brushed his lips against it, and Dom whimpered.
“Turn around, please,” Adrian said.
Dom did, exposing his back and the ink that stretched across his flesh there, too.
“Oh, good god,” Adrian whispered. “I want to devour you.”
Dom shivered. Couldn’t help it. No one had ever spoken to him like that, with that heat and passion. Usually it was merely some variant of “I want my cock in your hole.” Or “Suck my dick.” He didn’t actually know how to process this kind of desire.
Didn’t have time, either. Adrian’s lips skimmed the back of his neck and Dom gasped, pulling the shirt that was still caught up in his hands taut against his lower back.
“How can anyone not think you’re beautiful?” Another murmur of words. “I want to show you so much. All the beauty you possess.”
Dom bit his lip and his eyes watered unexpectedly. Maybe because he was so damn turned on he felt like he’d come right there and then. Maybe it was that Adrian seemed to care, and Dom had only ever found that emotion in his bandmates. The guys he hooked up with wanted one thing—a screaming twink on their cocks.
Caring and sex didn’t go together in Dom’s world. Kind of like how love, relationships, and Domino didn’t mesh.
Anna Zabo writes contemporary and paranormal romance for all colors of the rainbow. They live and work in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, which isn’t nearly as boring as most people think.
Anna grew up in the wilds of suburban Philadelphia before returning to their ancestral homelands in Western Pennsylvania. As a child they were heartily disappointed to discover that they couldn’t grow up to be what they wanted (a boy, a cat, a dragon), so they settled on being themself whenever possible, which may be a combination of a boy, a cat, and a dragon. Or perhaps a girl, a knight, and a writer. Depends on whom you ask. They do have a penchant for colorful ties and may be hording a small collection of cufflinks.They can be easily plied with coffee.
Anna has an MFA in Writing Popular Fiction from Seton Hill University, where they fell in with a roving band of romance writers and never looked back. They also have a BA in Creative Writing from Carnegie Mellon University.
Anna uses they/them pronouns and prefers Mx. Zabo as an honorific.
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