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Sins of the Heart
Sins of the Heart
Sins of the Heart
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Sins of the Heart

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When the spark in his relationship fizzles, Dominic thinks he's doing the right thing by breaking it off with his lover, Brody, but he never expected his good boy to go so horribly bad. Consumed with guilt, Dom confronts Brody about his self-destructive behavior, only to find himself second-guessing his decision to leave him, and now Dom will have to sort out his feelings for Brody before fate ties his hands.

A Bittersweet Dreams title: It's an unfortunate truth: love doesn't always conquer all. Regardless of its strength, sometimes fate intervenes, tragedy strikes, or forces conspire against it. These stories of romance do not offer a traditional happy ending, but the strong and enduring love will still touch your heart and maybe move you to tears.

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Release dateJan 5, 2011
ISBN9781615817252
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    Sins of the Heart - Allison Cassatta

    Sins of the Heart

    I dedicate this story to my dear friend and muse, Rod Henson, whose beautiful music carried me through the creation of this story.

    FLESH to flesh: our relationship had always worked better that way, a press of bodies and nothing more. No words uttered. No feelings shared. No emotions spent. Silence, save for the sound of bare skin slapping together. Noiselessness, save for the sound of Brody moaning. Serenity without peace.

    We lay in his bed in complete silence as we always did. Music and candlelight filled the air around us, and I couldn’t help but think about how much I truly hated the romantic show he would put on for me. His soft, sensual hands moved down my chest and I shuddered, but it wasn’t the reflex of a man seduced by the touch of his lover. I shuddered because the thought of continuing this charade sickened me to no end and yet in nearly two years, I hadn’t had the courage to end it.

    Poor guy. He had always tried so hard to please me: tonguing my nipples with care, working his hands or mouth over the anatomy that refused to perform for him. Even that, the most sensitive part of my body, had given up hope for us. I’d shrug it off. He’d keep going at it, hoping something would change. I don’t think he had ever noticed my almost nonexistence during those intimate moments. Or maybe he did, but couldn’t admit to himself that I wasn’t completely there.

    No, that doesn’t even accurately describe just how bad things had become. Truth was, I couldn’t stand Brody’s touch a moment longer. I had endured the agony of his fingers tracing the colorful designs inked on my chest, suffered through the length of his body pressing against mine, but the thought of it almost disgusted me. Don’t get me wrong, Brody was always one gorgeous male, but… my God! Why the production? Why make our

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