Series: Black Falcon #4
Published by Self-Published on November 11th 2014
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Tyke Douglas is tired of being the glue that holds the hottest band in the world together. If the rest of the guys are out doing their own thing, then why shouldn’t he? He’s about to turn things up a notch and bring a whole new level of crazy into Black Falcon’s world.
Francine Mead is putting her sordid past behind and is determined to help others overcome their demons along side her. The first step in her new life is taking a job as an addiction counselor, where she can mentor others through their struggles. Francine never expected to be lured back into temptation when her first sexy celebrity client, Tyke Douglas walks through her door. The moment she lays eyes on him, she’s in trouble.
Both Tyke and Francine know a relationship between them would be a disaster, but with each session, things continue to heat up, making it impossible to deny the connection they share. Boundaries cross, attractions heighten and both of their willpowers will be tested to the very limit.
Noel had Lane, Riff found Aubrey and Trip fell for Holly… All the band members of Black Falcon are all but taken except for Tyke. Things have certainly changed since the boys have found their significant others and Tyke is deeply affected by all of their new relationships. He doesn’t understand how the rest of his band have become whipped by their women. Now he feels alone, unwanted and unloved. He is not at all coping with all these changes leading him which leaves him to this downward spiral which was very difficult to witness.
Once he was known as the glue keeping things together and now everything around him is falling apart. The band members try their hardest to pull him back but he doesn’t see a problem. It takes one potentially fatal accident for him to come to his senses and he finally agrees to seek help. He knew it would be difficult but as soon as he meets Frannie perhaps things won’t be as hard as it seems.
Never being in love, I knew that it would take one hell of a woman to get Tyke’s attention and I do have to say that Frannie was one great woman to catch his eye. I myself took an immediate liking to her. She was intelligent and beautiful on the inside and out but in no means was she perfect. She had her own flaws as much as Tyke had his. If anything their individual issues were what made them fit like pieces to a puzzle. Intellectually, emotionally and physically these two were great together the only thing was that their relationship just occurred at the wrong time and place.
“I don’t want to be weak, because if I am, how am I ever going to be strong for you? I want to be the rock you lean on,” he whispers.
I stare into his eyes as I stroke his face, “We’ll be each other’s rock.”
I do have to admit that I felt very uneasy with how their relationship began. The boundaries that were crossed were quite alarming and I doubted that the author would able to make this uncomfortable feeling that I had go away. As the story progressed however, Ms.Valentine convinced me that what they had been brought along by FATE. It was proven over and over again that these two belonged together. Frannie definitely became Tyke’s rock as he was hers. It’s been said that “all’s well that ends well” … Tyke and Frannie’s situation was just that.
For me, Rock My Body to me was a great ending to this wonderful series. I can’t help but feel both happy and sad. Happy that everything came full circle with each member of the band, how every single member of Black Falcon was able to find their happily ever after and sad that this was the last book in the series. All in all, I loved each and every book equally and can not wait to see what Michelle Valentine has instore for us next.
Tyke’s lips part slightly as he begins to lean into me. I place my hand against his chest. “We can’t do this,” I whisper.
His gaze locks with mine. “I know.”
I’m not sure if it’s the strain in his deep rumbling voice, or the fact that I’m emotionally vulnerable that makes me momentarily lose my resolve, but something comes over me and my hand against his chest relaxes and I fall into him a bit. Tyke seizes the opportunity and presses his lips to mine, my eyes closing of their own accord, my mouth betraying me by opening and allowing his tongue to slip inside. A low groan emits from the back of his throat as he wraps one arm around the small of my back and pushes his body against mine.
“You taste like sunshine,” he says between kisses.
My knees nearly buckle at his words, and I thread my fingers into his blond hair. This only excites him more. Tyke grabs my waist and hoists me onto my desk, pushing his hips between my legs, his erection straining through the coarse material of his jeans as he rubs against me and his kiss turns hungry.
I could give in right now and escape. His touch feels so good, it’s almost enough to make me forget where we are.
I shove my hand into his chest, pushing him backward. “No. We can’t do this. I’ll lose my job.”
Tyke’s lust-laden gaze meets mine as his body stills. I fully expect him to try to convince me that we won’t get caught, but he doesn’t. He simply steps back and straightens his T-shirt while he nods. “I don’t want that to happen, but you can’t blame me for trying. You’re so fucking sexy, and your eyes…God, so damn blue—they’re intoxicating. I think I could stare into them forever. I guess I just couldn’t help myself.”
I bite my lip and stare at him as I hop off the desk. “We have to stay professional. This kind of thing can never happen between us again. No matter how much we both may want it to.”
That earns me a crooked smirk because I’ve just admitted that I want him. “I promise to be on my best behavior from now on, Doc.”
He grabs the notebook I didn’t realize he’d brought with him off my desk and saunters over to the couch. I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t help checking out his ass while his back is to me. That man is something—definitely a lot more suave than I’m used to. And his kiss…dear God. If just his kiss can tempt me to throw caution to the wind and nearly fuck the career I’ve worked so hard for, I can only imagine what sleeping with him would do to me.
Probably destroy me, and ruin me for all other men.