A Problematic Love
Author: Rebecca Rohman
Release Date: February 23rd, 2016
Genre: Contemporary Romance/Romantic Suspense
Pages/Words: 507/ 137,000
Format: Ebook & Paperback
Eight years after her fiancé was murdered, attorney Megan Kole has fully reconciled two areas of her life: her intelligent son, who never knew his father, and the thriving law practice that is her late father's legacy. The remainder of Megan's world stalled in a paralyzing grief that she effectively compartmentalized until a transfer to Seattle brings a handsome, mysterious billionaire into her life.
Daemon Ros has been an outcast since the day he was born. His parents’ lavish but emotionally-vacant lifestyle prompted him to assert his financial independence at a young age. His ailing brother is the only connection he allows to penetrate the vault he has built around his heart, until a devoted mom and her precocious son introduce him to the true meaning of family bonds.
But a chance legal encounter where Megan acts as mediator in a Ros family business dispute leads to far more than either expected. When a shocking truth leads to a love affair between Megan and Daemon that is forbidden in every conceivable way, the barely-restrained chemistry that scorches between them threatens an injunction on everything and everyone they hold dear. As pasts cross, memories threaten, and lies surface in a trial far more deadly than anything inside a courtroom, an arbitration of the heart could prove the only way for them both to make it out alive.
I knock on the door before I enter. A bareback Daemon is on the phone. When he sees me, he reaches his hand out to me and pulls me onto his lap.
He’s speaking German, so I can’t understand a word of what he says. The flat screen TV on the wall ahead of him is on and it appears to be on the local news. If I’m going to frequent this place, I suppose I should learn at least one of the many languages spoken here at some point.
As he talks on the phone, with his open palm, he lightly caresses my breast. I welcome his touch and gaze into his eyes as I reach between his thighs and start a gentle stroke, running my fingertips over his crotch. He’s wearing only sweats. He smiles at me, still talking, but when I start kissing his neck, he slithers his hand between my thighs and through the lace of my panties, he glides his thumb over my clit.
My breaths become long, and when he pulls my crotch to the side and sinks his fingers inside me, I can’t resist. I trail my kisses from his neck and capture his lips. He responds, kissing me through his words. He turns away, quickly says something and drops the phone to the floor before he slides his hand along my jaw and devours my lips.
I turn my body to face him directly, spanning his thighs while still sitting in his chair. He cups my face and brings my lips to join his. While our tongues are in a voracious exchange, he bores his fingers into my ass and presses my body onto his steely erection.
“Wait, wait. Mrs. Hector.”
“We have complete privacy. She won’t interrupt,” he says, recapturing my lips. While we kiss, I sway my core over his firm arousal and my thighs become increasingly wet from the liquid that escapes me. I reach between his sweats and underwear, pulling his length above the waistline of his pants and begin a slow but ever- increasing caress of his protrusive endowment.
I miss him, in every way that matters. With the distance between us over the last few weeks, I feel compelled to show him how much. I want to please him and express to him in any and every way imaginable how much he means to me—how much I love him.
As I continue to stroke him, he gently moves my hand to the side, then he holds onto the crotch of my panties and with one violent tug, I hear the fabric tearing away from my body. He grabs the hem of his T-shirt and raises it over my head.
I am now free. There is nothing left between us but a few locks of my hair. He guides my hips over his shaft and we both watch as my saturated lips glide over his full length.
His breaths become labored and long; his grip on me tightens as I move over him. He folds me in his arms and as we ardently kiss, I feel his erection pressing hard against my clit.
Slowly, I pull away, and when my feet hit the floor, I begin to rise. Daemon tries to follow, but with my index finger, I push him back into his seat. I grab the waistline of both his pants and underwear. He raises his hips as I pull them away from his body and drop them in a pile between his legs.
He smiles at me as he watches my every move. I kiss his lips then his neck. I ensure my nipples graze down his muscular, trimmed stomach as I work my way down, stopping to kiss his belly button and the scar on his stomach.
He sensually roams his palms all over my body. Leaning forward, he buries his fingers into the flesh of my ass.
It’s a pleasure to see him groomed and in all his glory up close. I kneel between his thighs, push his legs wide apart, and tenderly kiss his scrotum. I run my tongue from his base up to his crown and gently stroke him repeatedly. I circle my tongue around his head, and he lets out a pleasurable sigh as I concentrate on the back side of his tip.
I circle his thickness in my palm and continue to lick and suck him. I tighten my hand around his shaft, moving up and down his full length. When I surround him and take his entire length down my throat, he lets out a gratifying gasp as I repeatedly move in and out of him.
He sinks all his fingers into my hair, moving his hips into me. I continuously suck and swallow him.
“Yes, Megan, fuck yes,” he mumbles repeatedly as I take him between my lips. “You’re in-fucking-credible.” He says as I suck him hard while gazing intently at him.
He leans over, clasping my head between his palms, urging me to my feet. He holds my hand, leading the way to the oversized leather chair and ottoman in the corner of the room then directs me to sit.
He places each of my thighs over the arms of the chair and sits on the ottoman. I am so eager. I know what’s coming. I inch my hips forward, awaiting his tongue and lips.
He kisses me then buries his head between my breasts and circles my nipples between his lips. He runs his tongue down to my belly button and kisses me gently while fondling between my thighs. He inches closer to my center and runs his tongue around me, before he softly kisses my clit.
What initially starts as a gentle assault grows into a violent and hungry onslaught over and around my center. He slips two fingers inside me, moving them in and out as he laps my oversized clit. I move in synchronicity with his tongue and lips. As he gets me ever so closer to my release a burst of pleasure exits my lips.
He pulls away and sits on the ottoman. I rise to my feet and lower my body over his monumental erection. He holds my hips, guiding me as I insistently move my ass. He then circles one arm around me and buries his other palm in my hair. He gazes at me for a moment. His stare feels so loaded, penetrating. He leans his forehead against mine then softly kisses me.
We tighten our hold as we move together as one. Soon, he folds me in his arms. We make our way down to the rug. He pins my body in place, pummeling his sweet parts inside me. As the pleasure mounts, his groans tighten and his breaths vigorously increase. I forcefully work my clit. As I rise to a crescendo, his labored breaths join mine. I come to an explosive release. Seconds later, he shouts my name then kisses my lips as he spasms into release.
He gradually stops moving inside me, but still he gazes into my eyes.
“I’m so in love with you,” he says.
“I love you, too.”
I’ve often been asked what inspires me when I write my books or is there a specific author that inspires my writing, and the short answer to that is no.
Sometimes, the inspiration comes from something I see in the news, or a documentary I’ve watched. I’m writing my 5th novel now, and I still hear my editor/mentor in my head saying Conflict! Conflict! Conflict! So if I see something in the news I twist it in my head to… I wonder what would happen if… a D.A. fell for the murder suspect that he’ll be taking to trial. Love, Lies & The D.A. came out of that thought.
Sometimes an idea will be triggered from one book, and I will put it aside for my next. That was the case while writing my second book Love, Lies & The D.A. The relationship my heroine Jada McLean shared with her brother Bobby was so close, one of those what if scenarios popped up in my head and so Love M.D. was born—Imagine if a woman fell in love with the doctor she thought was responsible for her brother’s…
When my editor then (now editor/mentor) read the very first draft of my very first book ever, Uncorked she told me that as it stood, it lacked conflict. Meaning—the battles we or our characters have within ourselves (inner conflict) and the outside forces that create conflict in our world (outer conflict).
Another way she put it was: What is the one reason in the world that these two characters should never fall in love? Or why should these two characters not be together? Once I have that answer, I have my next book and it’s crazy, but when I start the book, I never know how the problems will work themselves out.
Since then whenever I start a book, all I know is the major conflict in a book, and it can usually be summed up in one of those imagine if or I wonder what situations.
In my most recent release, A Problematic Love many of my readers fell in love with two of the characters from my previous book and I got tons of Facebook messages from them literally begging for their story.
The only problem was one of the characters they wanted to know about was dead, and I am not a paranormal romance author so he was out. The other problem was because they knew the outcome of their story from my previous book, there would be no real suspense.
But, I wanted to make my fans happy, while still making sure I could answer the question what is the one reason in the world that these two characters should never fall in love. And that novel A Problematic Love was born and it gave me all sorts of problems and conflicts in many ways.
Unfortunately I can’t share more, the blurb was the hardest to write without giving the juicy details away but let’s just say, this relationship was soooo problematic I had the think long and hard about how to sort their conflicts out.
So, what inspires Rebecca Rohman when she writes? In a word—conflict! The harder the problem in the hero and heroine’s relationship the more fascinated I am to answer wrapped up in a steamy romance within the pages of my books.
So not my first time reading Rebecca Rohman's work, each time she just seems to amaze me over and over. I thought my heart was going to burst with all the emotions on every page, the more the story went on the harder it seemed to keep the tears at bay, now for me finding a story that makes me cry is hard to find, so with finding that with Megan and Daemons story I just felt all the raw emotions they felt. Every plot twist brought out a new feeling that was hard to get over. Megan had me all over the place, she's sweet, caring and a total complete bad ass for a mother. Her emotions at the begining of the story are very different from the ending emotions, in a way that has to do with Zach's death and trying to come to terms with that. The over all strenth that she has is one of a kind. The heart ache that Daemon brings was nothing that i have imagined it would or could ever be like, at one point I didn't know if I could actaully finish the story. I did and loved it. Daemons the male lead character who hides all emotions from everyone, strong, caring, and a complete mystery hes one of the great guys you cant stop reading about. With everything good that happens for this happy couple, something tragic is always looming around the corner and really pushing the boundaries of their relationship. Also getting more of the pervious cast is wonderfu!, it makes the story that more special. Megan and Daemon have this love you can feel from the start right to the end. Which I was schoked as all hell for this ending I didn't see that coming from anywhere, knocked my damn socks off lol. I really enjoyed this story and the amount t of time it too me to read, its one of those can't put down for any length of time. MUST READ!!! The different POV in this story has been the best journey and ride you could ever be on. I could sit here and give away so manyg spoilers but I can't do that at all, I personally think this is a story well worth the read, not only for the emotions you feel but the depth of details and love you feel with every word. Everything about this has a meaning and place nothing and I do mean noting was out of place. Its almost a stand alone novel but I would so recommend reading Love, Lies & the DA along with Love MD, all the characters from those tie into each other you defiantly get a better understanding for them.
About Rebecca Rohman
Rebecca Rohman is a wife and designer currently living in the northeastern United States. She was a sales manager for a tourist magazine, and for many years prior, she was involved in marketing for a jewelry company and fine wine distributor.
About fifteen years ago, she started writing her first romance novel purely to entertain herself. In early 2012, she decided to complete and release it. Since then, she has released three additional novels. A Problematic Love is her fourth release.
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***I received this story for free in exchange for an honest review***