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𝘙𝘪𝘦 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘺, 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘱𝘩𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘺.

𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ ℎ𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠.

Macho mechanic Josh Stone likes to get his hands dirty any way he can. Ever since his wife walked out on him and their son, he’s only had room for two loves: the kid and cars.

Playing his best buddy’s boyfriend during a writers convention, the player meets the girl who rocks his world. Leelee Songchild blushes at the drop of a hat yet writes hardcore smut to rival 𝑃𝑒𝑛𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐹𝑜𝑟𝑢𝑚. 

When the truth comes out all hell breaks loose.
Too bad romance is just for books.

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗨𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝘅, 𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝗷𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲—𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁.

The entire 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝑩𝒂𝒅 𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒔 series is available on 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗲 𝗨𝗻𝗹𝗶𝗺𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱

“What the hell is this?” I gestured to the floor-to-ceiling posters of various book covers plastered all around the car. We were surrounded by half-clothed men and women in various stages of hot and heavy action.
Leelee sucked in her lip and let it pop loose. Not helping. “They only put them up once the Con gets rolling. Second-wave marketing.”
Clever. 
“Are any of these guys your type?” she asked.
“Heeeelll, no.” She frowned and I hurried on. “Ya know, none of them are Nicky, so . . .”
“Mm hmm. I’ll let you off the hook. Tell me your mom’s name so I can get it right.”
After I rattled off the details, Leelee smiled. “You, me, and the elevator again, Stone?”
I zeroed in on a hairy-chested, ruffle-shirted pirate who had a big-breasted bombshell fainting over his arm, presumably from his virile manliness. “And Captain Jack Sparrow does high seas porn?”
Her light laughter spun through me until I thought I’d swoon too, from lack of blood to my brain as it sped up the root of my cock. In an enclosed space with flirtatious Leelee, my friend, was not a good place to be right now. 
So I asked the first thing that came to mind, of course. “You get into swashbucklin’ sex?”
Her voice lowered to that luscious honey tone, and her gaze raked up my body. “If the sword fits.”
Holy fuck. Heart attack, death by cock contusion, an aneurism from arousal . . . some motherfucking thing—named Leelee Songchild—was gonna do me in this trip. 
I already knew she could write sex on the page. I was well aware she could move like a sex goddess and kiss as if her lips had been designed for sin. Add in her sweet personality, sharp wit, quick temper? She was one hot ticket. 
I rasped, “A tight sheath is all that’s needed, darlin’.”
Her gasp was overridden by the ding of the elevator announcing my floor. Okay. Yep. And I was done. I put my hand in my pocket as I turned and strode out, this time to cover the large bulge in my pants. Rounding the corner, I hit the hall at a run, skidding to a stop at my door. Let me in, let me in. The goddamn light hit red, red--motherfucker!—green. Yes!
I tripped over my feet, glared at my shoes. Fuck it. They could stay on, it wasn’t a first. Hitting the chair, I practically chewed through my belt, unzipped lickety-split and ripped those bastards open. Shirt buttons torn aside, I glanced at the desk. Tissues, golden. Two hard tugs at my nipples and my hand brushed down my belly, onto the thick cock rearing straight up in the air. 
Leelee was due back soonish, but I was so keyed up, I couldn’t wait. And it sure as hell wouldn’t take long since I’d been holding back a massive blowout for forty-eight plus hours. The moment my hand curled around my cock, my back arched and a loud groan rumbled from my chest. 
Then it was all about the pump action. I worked my shaft like a piston, all chambers firing. A twist at the plum-colored head on every upswing and I growled. Come boiled in my nuts, prominent veins teased my fingers. Air barely scraped into my lungs as my brain backfired. 
“Fuck, yes.”
Then it wasn’t my hand jacking me off, it was Leelee’s. I could see her, on her knees, free from her dress. Ample tits swinging, hips undulating back and forth, wanting my cock to fill her pussy. 
“Oh, God, yessss.”

Carolina Bad Boys
𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭.

𝘙𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘴, 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘣𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘴 . . . 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯: 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺’𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.

𝘎𝘦𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴. 

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He made sure she’d never come looking for him. She vowed to hate him until her dying breath.
​When they meet again sparks fly, lust ignites . . . danger doubles down.

A second chance biker romance that’ll set your Kindle on fire! The final book in the bestselling Blood Legion MC biker series.
He made sure she’d never come looking for him. She vowed to hate him until her dying breath. When they meet again sparks fly, lust ignites . . . danger doubles down.
​

REVENGE
I’m a bad biker dude with a serious chip on my shoulder. I’m also known for being an ex-con and most likely to be engaged in a spicy threesome with the Doublemint Twins. Everything comes to a screeching halt when a gorgeous woman I made sure to leave behind shows up at Blood Legion MC. 
There’s no frickin’ way Arden high and mighty Prioleau belongs anywhere near the Thunder Road Bar. There’s no frigging reason for her to be looking for me. She’s cool, calm, and cultured on the outside, all seething anger and undeniable sexiness on the inside. 
Arden is a glorious redhaired vixen with one giant ask—she wants myhelp to take down a man I’d rather dismember than share a drink with.
ARDEN
Revenge isn’t even his real name, but he doesn’t want anyone else to know who he really is. I guess I can’t blame him. I wish I could change my identity too if only to get away from the maniac destroying my life.
Revenge is the last person on earth I’d ever expect to rely on. He’s my last chance. My final hope. And that isn’t saying all that much considering how we ended. 
I used to know him, now I’m not so sure what I’ve gotten myself into. Revenge is hardened and even hotter than I remembered. He’s a black sheep with a checkered past. A dark horse who’s dirty as sin. 
It turns out my knight in shining armor is a leather-clad biker I’ve known most of my life and have spent the past few years hating with a fiery intensity.

SAINT
Witha rap sheet about as long as the inked sleeves on my arms, I’ve been a misfit with a questionable track record. But I’ve fought for and found a home with the Blood Legion MC. Through thick and thin, brawls and bloodletting, I’ve created a rep: I’m the man.

I’m the man, and Honoré’s the only woman I want. This obsession with her is irrational and stupid considering she’s prickly, pissed off with me before I can even make a move, and definitely not my type. Except the beautiful New Orleans street busker takes my breath away—all untapped passion simmering just beneath the surface. 

Something much darker simmers just beneath the surface of her life too. 

HONORÉ
Being someone’s old lady is the last thing on my mind. Been there, done that, along with the obligatory bourbon shots, random ink, and riding bitch on some guy’s bike. I can’t slip away from my life, or spare time for a surly biker who has crawled under my skin and rattled my last nerve in a sexy, delicious way. 

Saint.As if. I’ve known my fair share of outlaw MC dudes, and not a single one of them was anything close to righteous. I want to hate him and everything he stands for, but he’s ridiculously hot. He’s annoyingly persistent. And he’s surprisingly kind. 

There’s no way I can sacrifice all I’ve fought for to be with him. When Saint brings danger to my door, it’s only a matter of time before my secrets spill over to rip us apart. 

No Saint, Blood Legion MC 3--Sept 16th
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SLADE
I was a Marine. An operative. A hardcore soldier. Something brought me to the Blood Legion MC in New Orleans, and now I’m a biker. Whatever drew me here is bigger than my own baggage, and it isn’t the CIA, or Force-Recon, or anyone else.


There’s a pull. Her name is Grace. She’s missing, possibly because of the MC and our haphazard raid on the White Lair. Grace is my new mission. An op. Nothing more.


Until I finally locate the gorgeous woman who has built an even bigger barricade around herself than I have, and I realize I’ll never be free of her.


GRACE
I don’t want to be found. Not by anyone. Not anymore. Not after what’s been done to me against my will. As if enslavement at the White Lair wasn’t enough.


It seems I don’t have a choice. I have a new client. He’s dark-browed, big all over, and broody beyond belief. This Killian Slade doesn’t force me. He doesn’t ask me to strip. He pays extra each time and he doesn’t even touch me. When he finds out the truth, he’ll hate me as much as I hate myself. Yet I can’t stop the hot hammering of my pulse where I’d only ever been hurt and used before—there’s a yearning to be with this singular man.
​

I want to wake up from this nightmare, but the nightmare is just beginning.

NSFW EXCERPT
Grace started to lift off my lap. “I shouldn’t have come here. I shouldn’t keep laying all this on you.”
“Whoa there.” Clasping her hand, I tugged her back down.
I framed her face with my palms. “You’re not to feel guilty. And you sure as hell don’t need to worry about me.”
“I don’t want you to think I’m using you.”
“Aw hell. Use me all you want.”
A different gleam misted across her hazel-flecked irises, and I realized whether I’d intended it or not the words had sounded like a sexual invitation.
Within seconds, the atmosphere shifted.
The chemistry changed.
The always-attraction soared to the forefront.
And I wanted to deny how much I wanted her. Now wasn’t the time for this sort of thing.
For fuck’s sake, Grace had come to me for solace.
Not sex.
But she stared at her fingers as they moved from my shoulders to my waist, and my heart clobbered in my chest. My pulse echoed right down to my groin.
She dragged the hem of my shirt up over my abs then reached beneath to swirl fingertips along flexing muscle and through rasping hair.
I grew distinctly hard against her ass, groaning when she wiggled in just the right way so my prominent bulge sandwiched in the cleft of her bottom.
“Shit.” Head craning back, I clamped my hands on the arms of the chair instead of around her hips.
“You said I could use you.” Grace drew her tongue up the straining cords of my throat then bit softly all along my jaw.
“Yeah.” I grunted . . . oh, fuck. “I did, but—”
“Sshh. You talk too much.” By the sound of her voice I knew she wore a teasing smile, because we both knew the truth about me and words.
As her lips trailed to the corner of my mouth, I damn near quaked in my skin.
“But, Grace—”
“This is what I need right now. I need you, Killian. Unless . . .”
You don’t want me?
Her unsaid words hung suspended in the air, and I raised my head to look at her.
“There is no unless. C’mere.”
Our mouths clashed with a soaring urgency, no tender hello about this rampant greed.
Within minutes of tortured kissing and roving hands, the fire already burned too hot.
Christ almighty. We hadn’t fucked since Thanksgiving.
One day with her was never gonna be enough.
I had us up on our feet and half my clothes thrown off before attacking her lips again. Goddamn, but she tasted sweet.
And she sure as hell was no shrinking violet.
A possessive gurgle issued from her throat when she ripped through the tabs on my jeans.
I shoved them and everything else off then tore at her clothing with just as much frustrated impatience.
My hard, hard cock lurched upright, brushing the underside of her belly, and heat goddamn spiked inside me like a fever.
With her bare, and in my rooms, and daylight spearing across the walls and over the floor in sunbursts, I tore my mouth from hers.
I dragged my ravaging hands from her body.
I stepped back, melting into a moment I wanted to hold onto forever.
Standing nude and luscious, Grace became dappled in sunlight falling all over her ripe body.
She reached out for me, but I stepped back again.
“Wait. Don’t move. Please,” I asked in an unfamiliar guttural timbre.
She started to shield her breasts, but I halted her.
“Don’t cover yourself. Don’t hide from me.”
Fearless then—how could she not be when desire stamped all over my body and aimed my rigid cock like a staff to the air—she shook out the glorious black waves of her hair so the thick tresses tumbled down her back and over her shoulders.
Staging closer, I barely coasted the calloused pads of my fingers across her satiny skin. Down her temples so her eyes shuttered briefly closed. Across her plump lips so she breathed in on a gasp.
I only made contact with my hands, murmuring non-words of praise that came from deep within my gut.
Along her neck, where her pulse fluttered just beneath the most silken skin.
Her head became lax, and her neck arched into my touch.
“What are you doing, Killian?” she whispered.
“Honoring you.”
Her breath hitched. Her lashes flickered.
Her moan caught in her throat.
Honoring Grace.
Because being with her, touching her . . . the fact she shared herself with me was an honor I didn’t deserve.
Hell, I was nothing but a used-up leatherneck, a gruff-voiced biker dude.

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ANGEL
I thought I knew bad times. The worst times. My dad murdered, the MC that’s rightfully mine ripped apart by corrupt rule. I didn’t know anything about true horror until I met a Tennessean girl named Mercy.
Angel and Mercy, frigging ironic, right? You don’t know the half of it. Blood Legion MC is my legacy, and revenge against me is Mercy’s. If you’re looking for gritty star-crossed lovers in the Crescent City, you’ve found it. Because there’s a damn good chance one of us won’t make it out of here alive.
MERCY
I’m at the mercy of my menfolk. Mercy . . . ironic, isn’t it? Because my cousin and my uncle show no mercy to me, despite my name. I’m used against my will. I’m beaten and worse when I don’t behave. I have no freedom, only one friend, and no chance of escape even though New Orleans is so vibrant I feel like I could touch the colors.
I fled the compound for just one night. I shouldn’t have. I met a biker called Angel--Angel. He’s blond as a seraph, but big and tall and full of sweet talk I’ve never heard before. Except he’s my family’s enemy.
Angel can’t be my only hope because my kin have vowed to take out him and the rest of the Blood Legion MC in one big Tenn-tucky blaze of glory.

NSFW Excerpt . . . 
Mercy twisted her hands in front of her. “Are you sure you want me to stay again?”
I wasn’t even sure I could get my voice to work around her.
“’Course. You’re not going anywhere.” I sort of sidled around her, keeping my distance as I beat feet to the vacated bathroom.
That time I did knock my head against the door.
Then I glared down at my hard cock defying the confines of my jeans.
Nervy as fuck, I shuffled to the sink and braced my hands on the counter.
Be a nice guy,
Don’t scare her off.
Stop springing wood like a creep every time you see her.
I splashed cold water on my face. Stripped off my clothes down to my boxer briefs. Brushed my teeth for a lot longer than usual.
Fuck me, I even sniffed my pits.
This is ridiculous.
In the bedroom, I made a beeline for the bourbon, pouring two healthy doses and passing a glass to Mercy.
And I tried not to look at her as I downed the alcohol.
She tossed back her drink too and, setting her glass beside mine, she brushed close enough I had to suck in a breath as heat jolted all the way to my groin.
“Am I making you nervous, Angel?” She hit me with those shimmering nutmeg eyes, long lashes casting shadows on her cheeks.
“No.” Yes.
“Good.” Some kind of seductress’s smile coasted across the puffiness of her pink lips. “Then can I touch you? Or will you think I’m throwing myself at you?”
“You can touch me however you want, cher, but—”
“But I don’t have to.” A lone fingertip danced down the center of my chest to the waist of my briefs. “Trust me, I want to.”
Fuuuuck. So much for me not putting the moves on her.
I gripped her wrist in a light hold. “Whatever this is though, I think we should take it slow.”
Slow?
Bullshit.
I was already foolishly completely gone over my gamine.
“Oui.” After pulling her hand free, she snuck up to kiss the side of my neck. “I’ll go slow.” She slid her lips to my jaw where she panted hot breaths. “Really, really slow.”
A groan tumbled from my chest, and I was fucking putty.
Except putty was soft, and I was suddenly achingly hard all over.
Jaw clenched, I followed her lead. She tugged me to the bed, and I couldn’t help but stare at the firm globes of her ass silhouetted in the panties I’d bought her.
Both of us still standing, Mercy reached up to draw my mouth to hers.
The sweetness of her lips gave way to the swift wet lunge of her tongue.
Clasping her lightly to me, I kissed her until our harsh breathing melded together and I’d explored every silken recess of her mouth.
Lips moist, she kissed to my chin then down my throat and over to one shoulder. Her hand roamed to my back, and she rested her palm on my ass, which made my pelvis kick forward.
She laughed sultrily. “I like making you hard.”
“Doesn’t take much around you, beb.”
“I can feel that.” Her lips plucked and caressed all over my chest.
I craned my neck back, grunting, when she flicked at the flat discs of my nipples with firm wet lashes.
She sailed kisses onto my abs, her tongue swirling into the hair that thinned from my belly button to the top of my briefs.
Then she was on her knees in front of me.
I tensed across every single muscle in my body. I stayed as goddamn still as possible.
Don’t scare her off.
Don’t ask her to do anything.
Try not to come the second she makes contact with my dick.
Mon Dieu. Then she rubbed her cheek all over the straining rod of my erection. She laughed when my cock twitched. She puffed hot breaths into the thin material.
She nudged her nose against my nutsack.
My fists balled at my sides.
With slow care, Mercy lifted out the band of my briefs. She eased the material down, freeing the caged monster that snapped upright against my abdomen. She swept the briefs down my legs, off my feet.
And I dribbled precum onto her face.
She caught the droplets, eyes shining when she pushed several wet fingers between her lips with a hot murmur that about made me nut.
Peering at me, Mercy spun her palm over the slick knob of my cock. “You keep gettin’ bigger and harder. Is that because of me?”
I swept loose strands of hair back from her face, and my hand trembled. “No one else.”
“Ah want to suck you.”
My throat clicked as I tried to swallow.
She didn’t even have to touch me. She could just talk to me in her sexy accent.
I nodded.
“Ah think you should lay back for this.” Prodding me to the bed, she crawled between my thighs as I stretched out on my back.
I stuffed a wad of pillows beneath my neck, unwilling to miss a second of the prettiest woman going down on me.
Yeah, I was a real gentleman all right.
Her hands wandered up my thighs, and the hair-roughened texture didn’t put her off. She bent down, tendrils of her hair ghosting across my skin like the hot licks of her kittenish tongue when she lazily meandered from mid thigh to the crease of my groin.
Mercy detoured down the leg, kissing, licking, fingers tickling.
I fucking wanted to devour her.
She cruised back up, her bottom raised and wagging behind her. Instead of taking my drooling dick into her mouth, she snaked her tongue into the cum gutters arrowing from my hips to my cock.
I twitched, shivering.
She flicked, murmuring.
“Should I go slower, Angel?” She exhaled a long breath up the entire underside of my meat.

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Chrome (Carolina Bad Boys #4)
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NSFW EXCERPT

Midday, I rolled up to Retribrewtion on my Harley.
Handsome was nowhere to be seen. Possibly a good thing since he’d apparently ratted me out to the veep of the MC.
Dickwad.
No one questioned my presence when I walked inside the brewery. Also a good thing. Weaving through the bottom floor, I glared at anyone who gave me a second look. I took the steps, knocked on Maddy’s door, entered before she answered.
She sat at her desk wearing . . . glasses.
“Glasses?”
“Hello to you too.”
“Glasses?”
“I was running late this morning. Didn’t have time for contacts.” She bent over her paperwork, aaaand her blouse was revealing enough I could see the creamy dip of her cleavage.
“I like the glasses.”
Fuck, do I ever.
“I’m working.” A smile curved the corner of her lips. But she didn’t look up.
The glasses were small and square and fancy.
Immediate hard-on.
“I see that.”
Hot.
Single-minded and sexy as fuck.
Loved it.
“What’s this? No babies today?” She flipped a folder over and typed some shit into her computer.
“No babies.” I closed the door. Locked it. “Just me. I missed you yesterday.”
Color flooded her face, a face she kept bent down. “How much?”
“Tons.” Christ. I loved doing this with Maddy. The cat and mouse when I’d already caught her. “Got a surprise for you. To say thanks for helping with Ma.”
Her eyes darted up from some paperwork she’d just signed and fastened on my groin. “Is it a big package?”
“What?” . . . Oh . . . She wanted to fuck . . .
I could work with that.
I took off my jacket, shrugged off my shirt. Tested the doorknob to make sure no one would disturb us.
Then I stalked.
Maddy, my prey. My love. My lover. In heels, a blouse, a skirt. And those damn sexy glasses.
“I have a strict policy about not fucking in the workplace.” She backed away, her slanted smile and tilted hips nothing but pure invitation.
“Do you now?” I released the zipper on my black leathers. “You want a big package?” I shucked the leathers to midthigh, then pounced at Maddy, not that she was running away.
My lips swooping to hers for a deep wet kiss, I scooped her onto the desk.
Cock freed, I stroked the thick hard length just once. Once was enough.
Maddy nodded, unbuttoning her blouse.
I flicked the front clasp of her bra, her tits—firm, high, and supple—tumbling out. She started taking off the glasses.
“Uh uhn. Leave those on.” Pulling a pert nipple into my mouth, I ran my thumb repeatedly across the other peaked bud.
Maddy grasped the back of my head, twisting her fingers in my hair. I drew back only to lick across the mound of her breasts and onto the other nipple. Hitching her skirt up and up, I ruched it to her waist.
I cupped her pussy with my whole palm, feeling heated warmth seeping from inside.
She moaned and arched into me, guiding my mouth to hers. “Hurry. I’m ready.”
“Yeah? Hot to fuck me, sweetness?” I delved deeper into her mouth again, sliding my dick along the slickness of her panties.

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​I’m most known for honeys on my arms and notches on my bedpost. But this time, I’m not chasing tail. Every rose has its thorn, and I’ve just been snagged.
 
TAIL
I have girls lapping out of my hands, forming lines for a chance to dance on my cock. Until she shows up. And it all grinds to a halt. Madison Rose Rush. No joke there. One look at her, and I feel a rush all over my body. I want that thing all the other dudes found. Love. A mate. A classy broad I probably don’t deserve.
 
I know one thing.
 
Maddy Rush—Handsome’s sexy sister—is strictly off-limits.
 
Is that gonna stop me?
 
Hell. No. Not even with the Bad Seeds MC breathing down my neck for a debt I can’t pay.
 
MADDY
VP of Retribrewtion Brewery, heiress to the Rush Distillery empire, I’ve played by the family’s rules. I’m community-spirited, high-class, worldly-wise . . . but that doesn’t necessarily mean I’m a good girl.
 
And Tail makes me want to be bad in ways I never even knew. He’s dangerously gorgeous. He’s affiliated with the same MC as my big brother. He has inked sleeves and sex on the brain and Max warned me away from him.
 
Is that going to stop me?
 
Hell no.
 
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“Rie somehow manages to throw together a great story that includes bad boys, strong women, family, friends and enough suspense thrown in to keep me gripping my kindle long past my bedtime. And did I mention the sexy side? Well, let's just say that she most definitely writes erotic romance, the best kind, the stuff that will have you blushing and looking over your shoulder if you're reading in public.” ~5 Stars, iScream Books


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“Wow, I’m an emotional mess after reading this!!! When starting this book, you need to make sure you have plenty of tissue handy!!! My heart was being tugged in so many different directions while reading this book. But it was so well put together and so perfect!! I’d say this is my favorite book in the series… I can’t wait to read more!” ~5 Badass Stars, Bitches N’ Books
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A wicked smirk tugged at my mouth. “Learned something new about you, Shy.” My smirk grew into a full-on sex sneer. “You like dirty talk, baby. You like my filthy mouth? Want it all over you?”
Her nails drove into my shoulders and her hips undulated in ever-tightening circles. 
Oh yeah. Shy was gonna be fun. 
With a deeper grin, I slung off my T-shirt and muscled against her. “Like I said, we haven’t even started yet.”
She pushed me back, making moves of her own. 
Let’s just say I was not immune. 
Her hands explored, lightly dragging down my chest. Her gaze roved, up and down and with such a hot look my balls felt full and heavy. My cock never harder. She kept touching my tats, the bikes and skulls and the words Ride or Die and Once upon a wish that rained down my arms from my shoulders.
Moving around me, she drifted one hand from my pelvic cut along my hip to my lower back as she kissed between my shoulder blades, the center point of the MC backpiece. 
Chills erupted down the middle of my spine. 
Her teeth bit into the skin at the crux of my shoulder. 
My dick jerked, the awkward angle inside my jeans sheer fucking torture. 
Shy pulled the leather band from my hair and buried her face in the waves, her tits squashed against my back, and her hands bracketed around my waist. 
When I dropped my head, groaning, she slid around to my front, her eyes traversing the rugged terrain of muscles I’d built up through months of weight training. 
The work was worth it. 
A centerline of dark hair bisected my deeply cut abs, and she trailed a lone finger down that arrow. “You are handsome.”
When her hand landed on my aching cock, my groin rocked forward. Her palm moved up and down, and intense, insane pleasure shot through me to the core. 
I ripped her hand free, grunting obscenities. 
“Did I do something wrong?” She blinked at me like an innocent, but her moves weren’t those of a naïve woman. 
She was playing with me. 
I fucking liked it.“Wasn’t kidding about being ready to explode, but if you want to suck me off before I fuck you into oblivion I won’t complain. After I see every single naked inch of you.”
Our lips met, the taut wet heat teased from tongue to tongue, traded from mouth to mouth. A bite. A nibble. An open-mouthed lick. A murmur. A different angle. A deeper exploration that curled us so close together we’d be fused if not for the damn clothes in the way. 
My mouth still clinging to every soft circle and foray of her tongue, I lifted her again and placed her on the bed. My chest felt crushed by the sheer undiluted want for this woman. Dragging free while I could still think—sort of—I rested my palms on the bed on either side of her. 
Shy immediately attacked the buttons of my jeans. 
I snaked her hands down. “Stay.”
“Still not a dog, Handsome.”
I growled at her, snapping my teeth. “We’re gonna go slow. Then I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’ll ask me to drill you into the mattress again, as soon as you get your voice back from screaming my name.”
Her legs scissored together, and she twisted her torso. Horny. Greedy. Seeking. “When does the fucking part start?”
“Soon as I get you naked.”

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Hot girls, hot cars, and time behind bars . . . I’m the most unsuitable dude for pretty girl-next-door Shiloh Lockhart.
 
MAX HANDSOME RUSH
I’m the black sheep of the Rush family, cut off from the bourbon distillery dynasty. Shrug. They didn’t approve of the high-octane rap sheet of arrests marring my pretty boy, prep school upbringing. Hot girls, hot cars, and time behind bars for illegal street racing—what can I say? Speed is in my blood.
 
Now I’ve cleaned up. I’m being good. I’ve got my own plans, and they for damn sure don’t include Shiloh Lockhart. Shy. The goddamn classic girl next door. She shows up out of the clear blue, turning all the MC dudes into drooling manwhores. But not me. I’ve got too much to lose to risk falling for a perfect girl like her.
 
When Shy’s overprotective folks tell her I’m bad news, they’re right. But come to find out she’s already endured more than her fair share of shit-gone-bad in her life, and she’s convinced I won’t make it any worse. Shy couldn’t be more wrong.
 
SHILOH LOCKHART
I haven’t seen Max since he got kicked out of the Rush family home years ago. Now I’m determined to get back in touch with the boy I used to crush on growing up. They call him Handsome at the motorcycle club he belongs to, and I can see why. The long dark brown hair. The smoldering whiskey-colored eyes. The sculpted face and big muscled body.
 
Too bad he’s intent on treating me like a kid sister. Hmm. We’ll see how long that lasts, because to squash this schoolgirl crush I need to be with Max just once . . . turns out one taste of Rush isn’t enough.
 
My situation is life threatening, but what he’s hiding is even more dangerous. Too late. Rush is already in my blood.