Wild Rodeo Nights
Wilder Series 2

Professional Reviews

5 TEACUPS: "Oh my God, I thought the first book in the Wilder series was great, but this one…wow. I don’t know how Sandy did it, but she made these Wilder men hotter than ever. I loved that instantly [Cole and Carrie] were hot for each other, and can tell the love they feel for each other right away. Not only were they passionate together, but man, Sandy sure revved up the heat in this book. Can’t wait for more of this series, for Sandy did an awesome job." -- Lena, Happily Ever After Reviews

5 BOOKMARKS: "All I can say is WOW! This second in the Wilder series doesn’t disappoint. The romance is steamy, and the book is also woven with rich textures of love and loss, grief and healing. The heroine, a brave woman who loses the people closest to her, is both real and emotionally complex. And as for our handsome hero, well, you just gotta love those Wilder boys! Sandy Sullivan is a wonderful writer, and this series is a must have for anyone looking to add a bit of spark to their bookshelves." -- Sherry Ficklin, Mind Fog Reviews

4.5 STARS: "Ms. Sullivan has a way of making the characters come alive and they have real depth and dimension to them. I had read book number one in the series, but I have to say that Wild Rodeo Nights could easily be read as a standalone and it would be just as good when read as part of the series. Ms. Sullivan has penned a delicious tale of romance and love in the west and included some smoking hot bedroom action that definitely left this reader wanting more, which is great because the rest of the series is available and it is possible to find out how things turn out for the rest of the Wilder clan. There will surely be even more fireworks and blow your mind sex to read about! Keep writing Ms Sullivan—this fan can't get enough!" -- Sabine, Manic Readers Reviews

4 HEARTS: "Sandy Sullivan has a way of getting our attention right from the first word. She also put loads of pressure points through the novel, to the point where you wonder how Carrie could possibly get through all those down moments. I found there were many push and pull circumstances. I was pleased at how the family was brought together in a time of trouble. Carrie sounds like a very independent and rather sassy young lady who doesn't mesh her words. Cole is a multi talented YA. Cole and Carrie's characters demonstrate a sensual aura throughout the book as well as being explicit." -- Dyanne Doezz, The Romance Studio

4 STARS: "Carrie Marsha is determined to confront the bastard that knocked up her baby sister and demand that he take responsibility. Unfortunately, Carrie confronted Cole Wilder instead. Embarrassed, Carrie apologizes to Cole and rushes out of the bar. Cole is intrigued by the feisty woman that confronts him in the bar and can't wait to meet her again. When Cole walks into Carrie's shop the next day and proceeds to offer free labor, she can't believe it. Carrie and Cole begin a hot and heavy fling that they know will only last until the rodeo leaves town. Fate and the challenges of life will test Carrie and Cole in ways they never imagined. Will they be strong enough to survive? As the second story in the Wilder Series, Wild Rodeo Nights has a mix of sex and love taking the reader on an emotional roller coaster. I didn't read the first story in the series and I was able to immediately connect with Cole's character not knowing anything about the Wilder family. Cole is happy being single with no commitment other than family. Carrie is a strong woman and comes across as a tigress where her sister is concerned. When Cole enters Carrie's life she decides to do what makes her happy for a change. Carrie and Cole have great sexual chemistry that begins to spill over into the non-sexual aspects. I found them to complete each other both in and out of bed. There are plenty of secondary characters that are needed to keep the story moving with glimpses of Chase and Abby Wilder from the first story in the series. Overall I enjoyed Wild Rodeo Nights and I look forward to the next story in the Wilder series." -- L. T. Blue, Just Erotic Romance Reviews

Excerpt

STORY EXCERPT

 “You son of a bitch!”  The words were hissed so low next to his ear, Cole Wilder almost miss it against the thrum of the music.

Beer half way to his lips, he turned around slowly to meet the hazel eyes of the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen. Her brown hair hung to the middle of her back, curling slightly at the ends where it brushed at her shoulders. Cole propped his elbow on the bar and cocked his head to the side. “Pardon?”

“Bastard,” she growled. “She’s not even eighteen!”

Cole’s eyes widened, and his thoughts raced backward to the last several weeks. He and Jimmy only arrived in this small town the night before, ready to ride at the rodeo this weekend. He didn’t have a clue what this hellcat was talking about. Silver Ridge, South Dakota wasn't a regular stop for him.

“Ma’am, I really have no…”

“Don’t you ma’am me.” Her eyes sparkled like diamonds even in the muted light of the smoky bar when they raked him from head to toe, branding him with her stare. “She’s knocked up, and you’re responsible.”

“Whoa! Wait just a damned minute here.” All six feet towered over her smaller frame now, but that didn’t stop her as she pressed one finger into the middle of his chest.

“Couldn’t keep your dick in your pants long enough to find out how old she was?”

He backed up, putting a little distance between them, but she stepped closer, her heaving chest almost touching his. “Exactly who are you and who in hell are you talking about?”

A protective snarl left her lips and she growled, “Didn’t even catch her name while you fucked her brains out?”

“I’ll have you know, I’ve never went to bed with a woman whose name I didn’t know first.”

The sneer tugging at her mouth had him cocking his eyebrow when she obviously ignored his statement. “What she ever saw in you, I have no idea. If your dick is as short as your memory, it’s a wonder you figured out how it worked and got her pregnant.”

“Listen, lady. I haven’t gotten anyone pregnant.” He stepped back, but she continued to follow, until he bumped into the man behind him. “Are you always this sweet or is that tongue of yours normally as sharp as cheap tequila?”

“Only when it comes to defending my little sister and making sure the man who got her knocked up owns up to his responsibility.”

“And her name?” Cole knew there was no way in hell he had gotten anyone pregnant. He was way too careful when he bedded a woman, but this little firebrand had him curious. She was fighting mad, hissing and scratching like a lioness defending her cub and from the moment she’d stuck her claws in him, he had been fascinated.

“Jessica Marsh ring any bells in that empty space between your ears?”

A sharp inhalation of breath echoed in the air behind him, and when Cole turned around to look at his friend, the white sheen of Jimmy's skin told him all he needed to know.

“Jim. Care to explain?”

“I—uh…”

“You?” Her eyes swung from him to Jimmy, who sat next to him and then back to meet his gaze. “You aren’t Jimmy?”

“Sorry to disappoint you, but no.”

She stepped back, embarrassment flushing her cheeks while her mouth worked and her jaw clamped so tight he was sure it probably ached.

“Oh, my God. I’m sorry. I thought…shit.” She spun on her heels and disappeared through the crowd. The last sight he had of her, she turned around and shot him a heated glance across the room. When she disappeared into the night, he wasn't sure why, but he felt like his life had just taken an unexplainable turn he wasn't prepared for.

ADULT EXCERPT

He bent down and scooped her up in his arms, taking the stairs two at the time in his haste as she felt a giggle rise in her chest. Pushing the door shut with his foot, he moved toward the bed but stopped at the side before he lowered her to her feet.

She peeked at him through her lashes before she reached her shaking hands toward his chest. Unbuttoning his shirt, she slowly revealed his sculpted muscles, and her mouth water to taste him. The spatter of chest hair sent heat straight to her center when her lips found his skin, and he groaned at her touch. His hands moved softly up and down her arms while she continued to play across the expanse of his chest with her lips. When she found the flat disk of his male nipple, she caressed it with her tongue, then nibbled with her teeth. His hiss, followed by the quiver of his skin, made her smile. Slipping the shirt from his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor at their feet, she reached for the belt buckle at his waist, but he stopped her. Her eyes swept up to meet his heated gaze.

“My turn.”

His kiss started at her forehead before it moved along her cheek, across her nose, and back to her mouth. He pulled her tight to his chest, and she could feel the hard muscles pressed intimately against her breasts. Running his tongue along the crease of her lips, she opened them for him, letting him stroke the inside of her mouth. His hand slipped up her side to underneath her breast, his thumb caressing the nipple through her shirt. His mouth moved across her cheek to her ear, tugging and nipping at her soft earlobe before sliding down her neck.

“Your skin is so soft,” he whispered, trailing his tongue and lips to her shoulder as his fingers worked the tank top up her chest. He released her long enough to pull the shirt and her bra over her head and drop them to the floor.

She let her hands wander down his back, scratching slightly, smoothing the muscles that bunched and rolled beneath her fingers. Coming back to his chest, she stroked the fine hair beneath her touch and she smiled when she heard a growl.

Trailing a hot, wet kiss down her chest, he found the taut nipple with his mouth, sucking until it hardened to an aching point. She shivered when goose bumps rose across her skin, and a soft moan escaped her lips. His hands worked the button loose at her waist, sliding inside the waistband and working the jeans down her thighs. Finding her ass cheeks with both hands, he kneaded her soft flesh, molding it to his touch. He pulled her so her hips were flush against him before his lips found hers again in a desperate kiss.

She worked her jeans off, stepping out of them, before she went for the buckle at his waist. Undoing it and the button quickly, she slipped her hands inside his boxers, stroking his hard length as he growled into her mouth.

Stepping back with a saucy smile, she dropped to her knees. One hand cupped his balls while her tongue darted out, licking the pre-cum from the tip. His hands twisted in her hair, holding her head in place. She flicked her tongue over the tip and smiled when she heard a hiss above her. Stroking his cock from base to tip, she moved down and took his entire length inside her mouth until the tip bumped the back of her throat. His thighs quivered when she slowly moved back to the tip, and he groaned above her. Her fingers caressed the sack at the base, moving between his balls to the small area of soft skin that joined them with his ass.

He let her play for several minutes before a tortured growl ripped from his lips and he pulled her back up in front of him. His mouth dove for hers, taking her lips in a frantic kiss as he pushed her back toward the bed. She felt the mattress on the back of her knees before he laid her down and moved over her.

The coarse hair rubbing along hers sent her nerve endings on high alert. His mouth left hers to nibble at the corners of her lips before moving to her ear and tracing the outline. He continued his journey to the soft spot below her ear, stopping to bite lightly before soothing the sting with his tongue.

She arched her back as his hand found her breast, kneading the soft flesh. Her nipple hardened beneath his palm while he molded it to his touch. His thumb flicked the nipple before rolling it softly between his forefinger and thumb while she gasped and pressed deeper in his touch. His mouth moved down her chest and took the hard bud between his lips, sucking hard, sending electricity straight to her wet pussy.

His callused palm slipped across her stomach and toward the spot between her legs aching for his touch. When he reached for her, she shifted and opened for him, but he avoided touching where she ached to have him the most. Instead, his hand moved down her thigh and back up the inside. She held her breath, waiting, throbbing. As she felt his fingers whisper against her labia, she groaned low in her throat, and he smiled against her skin.

“God—Cole, please. Touch me.”

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