Title: Wicked Outlaw
Series: Ward Security Series #6
Author: Jocelynn Drake & Rinda Elliott
Publisher: Drake & Elliott Publishing LLC
Release Date: May 21, 2021
Length: 78k
Genre: Romance
Add to Goodreads
Synopsis
Cole loves the city. He loves the noise, chaos, and having tacos delivered at 2 a.m.
He loves his job at Ward Security. He might look like a bodyguard, but there’s nothing better than being counted as one of the hacking tech triplets.
There is no way he will ever love horses, cows, and the great wide open of Texas.
At least, that’s what he thinks until JB Alexander rides into his life.
He can’t deny the burning attraction of JB’s easy smile and weird sense of humor.
And while they’re dodging gun shots, crazy neighbors, meddling family, and secret plots, Cole might be forced to admit that he’s found an even greater love.
Wicked Outlaw is the sixth full-length novel in the Ward Security series and is jam packed with crazy neighbors, wild gun shots, a horse named Dopey, llamas, code names, a bisexual awakening, and new beginnings.
A loud crack split the air and echoed across the valley. That was a gunshot. JB popped back to his feet, looking around for the shooter. It had sounded damn close. Why the hell was someone firing out here?
Another shot boomed and there was a ping, as if the bullet had hit the side panel of the truck. JB started to turn when a huge weight barreled into him, slamming him to the ground. The air exploded from his lungs and he blinked a couple of times before finally focusing on Cole’s face just above his own.
“What the hell are you doing? Someone is shooting at you!” Cole snarled.
“What?” He must have hit his fucking head when he landed. Cole wasn’t making any sense.
“Someone is shooting at you,” Cole repeated, grinding out each word between his teeth.
“You’re crazy. Who would be shooting at me?” Cole had to be mistaken. They both had to be wrong.
Except another shot was fired, and a splinter of wood from a nearby post jumped up into the air when a bullet buried into it. Okay, so someone was definitely shooting in their direction. He needed to check this out.
As much as he wanted to continue lying under Cole’s massive frame, this was not how he’d imagined it happening. His mind had conjured up far fewer clothes and no goddamn bullets whizzing over their heads.
Together, they crawled over to the truck, using its large metal frame as cover. Cole stuck close to JB’s back as if he planned to use himself as a human shield. While sweet, the idea left JB cold and sick. He didn’t want to think of Cole ever being shot. He’d been there. It was not fun and giggles.
There was a pause in the gunfire, but JB wasn’t ready to believe the shooter had left. He wasn’t entirely sure where the shots were coming from. He’d not gotten a good bead on the direction before Cole tackled him to the ground. If he could just take a peek around the grill toward the Roberts ranch, then maybe he could figure out what the hell was going on.
Crawling on his hands and knees, JB inched toward the front of the truck, but he didn’t get far. Cole slammed him to the ground again.
“What the hell are you doing?” Cole demanded. He was blanketing JB, so he could feel every tense, hard muscle pressing into his back and ass. Cole’s breath gusted across JB’s sweaty neck, sending an unexpected chill up his spine. Yep, this was how he was gonna die. He was gonna get shot while being covered from head to toe by the sexiest straight man he’d ever met. Fuck my life.
JB twisted around, not giving a shit if Cole could feel his irrational hard-on pressed against his stomach. “I’m trying to fucking see who is shooting at us. But I can’t do that if you keep pushin’ me down in the dirt.”
“You’re going to get your head blown off!”
JB grinned a little maniacally at him. “Not if I’m being sneaky.”
“There’s no way you were an Army Ranger. You never would have survived acting like an idiot in the field.”
JB got right into Cole’s face, bumping their noses together. “I was a great Army Ranger,” he growled.
“Then fucking act like it! You’re going to get yourself killed.”
His expression turned mocking. “Awww…I had no idea you cared.”
And then Cole had to go and blow his mind by roughly grabbing the back of his neck and slamming his mouth over JB’s. He remained completely still for a heartbeat, his brain no longer functioning as it tried to process the fact that Cole was kissing him.
No. Cole was kissing the shit out of him.
JB relaxed in Cole’s grip and opened his mouth, instinctively deciding to relish every second before this bubble popped.
Instead of scaring him off, Cole deepened the kiss, turning it into the hungriest, dirtiest thing JB had ever experienced. Tongues tangled and slid against each other. Teeth clacked together as they tried to get closer, eating at each other’s mouths. God, Cole kissed like he meant to fuck his brains out through his mouth, and JB welcomed all of it. No one had ever kissed him like this. Nothing had ever felt so damn good, and it was only a kiss.
He didn’t know if it was the unconscious thrust of his hips into Cole, pressing his aching cock into the man, or the porn-worthy moan that burst from his throat, but Cole suddenly broke off the kiss. They hung there for a second, panting, eyes wide with shock but also still hungry for more.
Purchase at Amazon
Jocelynn Drake and Rinda Elliott have teamed up to combine their evil genius to create intense gay romantic suspense stories that have car chases, shoot outs, explosions, scorching hot love scenes, and tender, tear-jerking moments. Their first joint books are in the Unbreakable Bonds series.
Website | Facebook | Twitter
Get the entire series on Amazon
