Blog Tour - Stripping Her Defenses By Jessie Lane

Title: Stripping Her Defenses (Ex Ops, #2)

Author: Jessie Lane

Released Date: October 31, 2014

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Blurb

He can’t change the scars on her body… but fate will give him a second chance to mend the scars he put on her heart.

Riley Sullivan and the Ex Ops Team are headed to Miami undercover… as bikers. Following up a lead, the men will perform their investigation acting as members of the Regulators Motorcycle Club with the club’s permission. Surrounded by hardcore bikers and investigating missing strippers, Riley finds the last person he ever expected to see again—his ex-wife.

Kara Sullivan left the man she loved after a tragic accident cost them their unborn son. After years of therapy, she’s come to grips with the loss and has re-emerged from the pain a brand new person. That doesn’t mean she’s ready to face the man who inadvertently broke her heart, and who she’s hurt in return.

Riley has never stopped loving her and he never will. He’s ready to fix their marriage and move on with their lives, however Kara’s reluctance to renew their relationship isn’t their only problem. Danger lurks just around the corner… and there’s a chance she could disappear permanently.  

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My Review 

OMG. I loved this series. I was hooked from the beginning. This is a story of  childhood sweethearts, second chances and  heartbreak. This is the second book in the Ex Ops series. And this is Riley and Kara's story and what a story.  This is your warning this story is HOT and will pull at your emotions. 

Riley is in the forces and when he's home he volunteers for more work. Kara has low self esteem, and tragic consequences lead to their split. And Riley is never the same. 

This book like the special forces these guys come from is action packed, explosive. It will capture your attention from the beginning. I love Riley and Kara's character's. I think Jessie has written their story beautifully.  

You know I don't do spoilers and this one is no different. This story is amazing. And I really recommend you not only read this but all the first one Secret Maneuvres. 

This book is gripping, exceptionally written. Has a stunning and entralling story behind it. I cant wait for the next one. I read this one in one go. 

I give this 5/5 stars an 5/5 for movie moments 

Excerpt

I was so focused on her, so oblivious to everything else, a bomb could have gone off right 

next to me, and I would never even have known to kiss my ass goodbye. 

This had happened only one other time in my life. 

The first time I’d laid eyes on Kara. 

I didn’t know who the fuck this woman was, but I knew what she was about to become. 

Mine. 

All fucking mine. 

A sick, twisted part of me mocked how much she looked like my Kara: same tanned skin 

with that subtle red undertone, same dark brown hair color and molten chocolate eyes. Did it 

really fucking matter, though? 

Mission or no mission, I would make this woman mine in every way that counted while I 

was here. I could figure out the future later. Fate didn’t hand you moments in life like this so you 

could fucking ignore them. 

She must have felt my eyes on her because, all of a sudden, she got this adorable little 

furrow between her brows and shifted her gaze to see the room behind her in the mirror. That’s 

when her eyes locked with my own and she gasped, dropping her lipstick. Twirling around on 

her high heels, one of her hands reached up to cover the area of chest over her heart, and a 

strangled sound left her throat. Taken aback by her reaction, I was about to apologize for obviously scaring her when I 

hadn’t meant to, but Lucas’s voice rang out from down the hall before I could open my mouth. 

“Yo! Sullivan! Bring your ass down here and stop checking the girls out.” 

I turned my head in Lucas’s direction as I flipped him the bird, but I was again cut off by a 

voice before I could tell him he could shove it up his ass. Only, this time, the voice that 

interrupted me was soft, feminine, and one I heard every night in my dreams. 

“Riley?” 

Motherfucker. 

That scantily clad stripper was my goddamn wife! 

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Jessie Lane is the best selling author of The Star Series, Big Bad Bite Series and the Ex Ops Series.

 She lives in Kentucky with her two little Rock Chicks in the making and her over protective alpha husband. She has a passionate love for reading and writing naughty romance, cliff hanging suspense, and out-of-this-world characters that demand your attention, or threaten to slap you around until you do pay attention to them. 

 Jessie writes Adult Paranormal and Contemporary Romance & Upper YA Fantasy/Paranormal Romance.  

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Coming Soon from Jessie Lane and Chelsea Camaron

ICE (Regulators MC, #1)

Release Date: December 8, 2014

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Photographer: Golden Czermak/Furious Fotog

Cover Designer: Mina Carter

 

Loosely attached to Chelsea Camaron's Hellions Series and Jessie Lane's Ex Ops Series.

She's an investment banker. He's an outlaw biker. A little bit of heaven is about to meet a whole lot of hell. Morgan Powell was raised to be perfect, to set an example for her sisters to follow. Her life has been dedicated to making something of her career, so she wouldn’t know what to do with a man even if you gave her an instruction manual. Brett 'Ice' Grady spends his days trying to keep up with his teenage daughter, his nights consumed in Regulators’ MC business. He has no time for anything more than a casual hookup. Two worlds collide when the dangers of his life crash into the calm of hers. Can she go beyond her own boundaries and chip her way through to the man known to be as cold as ice?  

Release Blitz - Missing Link By Adisson Jane

Title: Missing Link
Series: The Finders
Author: Addison Jane
Genre: Contemporary
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Synopsis
Samantha Ashley knows the true meaning of betrayal.

When her father gets involved with evil, high powered Charlie, in order to bail himself out, he hands her over as payment. Charlie now owns every part of her. A fate over the years she has come to loathe, but accept. A chance at a normal life seems unattainable. She will never feel the touch of a man she loves, never be able to exist outside of Charlie's strict confinements.

Lincoln (Link) Davids is sexy and fearless. One touch from him lights her skin on fire. One night she rescues Link from Charlie's evil clutches. Link vows to save her from her prison but she's determined to push him away, knowing that Charlie would delight in ripping him to shreds.

Charlie is becoming more abusive, demanding her submission and threatening her life. With Link's promise of protection, will she finally find the strength to run, or will Charlie's increasing aggression finally cause her to lose more than just her freedom.

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Prologue

"Daddy, you can't do this!" I screamed at my father as he threw my belongings into a suitcase. "Daddy, please!"
He didn't look at me, he just continued hurriedly. I had known my Father was in too deep with some not so nice people, but I had never imagined he would use his own daughter as collateral in a deal that had now gone sour. I was his child, his blood; my little brother Devon and I were all he had. Our mother had passed away 5 years ago and we had stuck by each other solidly. His struggles with money had only started in the past year as his gambling and drug addiction worsened. It had quickly consumed him as the more we struggled, the deeper he dove into his dodgy dealings, bets and card games with high powered people while I stayed at home, making sure my 16 year old brother got to school on time, got fed and kept out of trouble. At 20 I was his surrogate parent.

Unbeknown to me, last night he had gone on a bender and joined a poker game with some of the richest men known in the neighbouring cities. He was running out of things to place on the table and after he lost our small house that we had bought with my mother’s life insurance, I thought he would have walked away. But here I was pleading with all my heart for him to not let them take me after he placed on the table his only daughter.

"He will look after you, which is more than what I can do." He muttered quietly, still unable to look me in the eye. Tears flowed freely down my cheeks, staining my beautiful blue blouse. "I’m going to send Devon to live with Aunt May, so don't worry about him. You need to put your head down, be polite and gracious, Sam. And he won't hurt you."

I sniffed and sobbed as I followed him out of my room and down our short hall. Pictures littered the walls, I stopped at one of my Mother and I, her bright green eyes shimmered back at me and I swallowed hard trying to force back the tears that threatened to breach my eyes. I touched my lips lightly and reached out, placing my fingertips to her cheek. Oh how I missed her. People told me I looked just like her. We were both petite at a small 5 foot 2 inches and weighing no more than around 55kgs. But the thing I loved the most that I inherited from her beauty was my long wavy red hair. It was a dark red but in the light it shone a bright orange. Some people were ashamed of their ginger hair, but I wore mine with pride, my Mother always telling me how beautiful and unique it was. She would have never let this happen, she would have never bargained me for money. I felt anger rise in my stomach, anger at my Father. He was selfish and an addict, maybe in some fucked up reality this was actually my escape from a man who just didn't care enough about his own daughter to fight for her, to keep her safe.

I wiped away the tears that had now trickled lightly down my cheeks and took a couple of deep breaths. I didn't want to show this man who had bought me any weakness. I would be polite and accepting but I would be strong. Strength.
I walked into our lounge with my chin up and confidence in my stride. My Dad was handing my suitcase to a large man dressed in a black suit. He looked like a bodyguard; he was huge. And not in the sexy muscle kind of way, but in the eats too many donuts for breakfast and doesn't run enough kind of way. There were two other men that resembled him standing and one sitting in my Father’s large arm chair. He was handsome, older, maybe in his late thirty’s. He had rings glittering on his fingers and a light gold chain hung around his neck. His hair was short, like a buzz cut and a light brown colour, nothing exciting. But when he looked at me, his dark blue eyes bore intensely into my soul. I was about to be owned and the darkness behind those deep pools was unmistakable.

He rose to his feet and quietly moved towards me. I glanced quickly at my Father. He stood, hanging his head shamefully, still unable to look me in the eye. He'd just gambled away his daughter’s freedom, he should feel shame. A soft gentle hand lifted mine and my eyes shot back to the man in front of me. He smiled, almost softly.
"Hello, Samantha." He lifted my hand to his mouth and brushed it across my knuckles. "My name is Charles. I expect you are ready to leave?"
I swallowed and took a deep breath, polite and gracious my father had said. I was unaware of what this man was capable of so for now, I would play the part until I could figure out how to get myself out of this mess my idiot Father had created.
"Yes, Sir." I said, unable to meet his eyes.
His smile grew a little as I expected he was pleased he would not need to drag me kicking and screaming through the door. He kept my hand in his light grasp as he led me past my Father. I didn't even bother to look up at him as Charles stopped briefly,
"Until we meet again Daniel. Thank you for your business."
We walked slowly down the front steps of my small house, his hand still held gently to mine. Strangely I didn't feel scared. Strength. That's all I needed.
"Sam!!" I turned to see Devon sprinting out the front door and racing towards me, tears uncharacteristically streaking his cheeks. He was always the strong one, I was usually the crier. But for right now, I needed to be his strength. I need to show him I was okay. Charles dropped my hand as Devon dived into the arms I didn't realise I had stretched out to him.
"Don't go Sam, Please!"
I looked up at the man who now owned me, pleading for just a moment with my brother, he smiled softly and nodded, climbing into the back of the large SUV parked at the curb.
I took my little brothers face between my hands and held his gaze.
"Listen Devon. You are gonna go to Aunt Mays, you're gonna finish school, you're gonna do your best and I will always be proud of you." He shook his head profusely. "Strength, Dev. I’ll see you soon."
I pulled his face to my shoulder and wrapped my arms around him. I sometimes wonder if I would have run had I known Charles wouldn't allow me to see Devon. But after he threatened Dev's life if I even thought about trying to escape him, I decided to stay as far from my little brother as possible and just hope like hell he's okay.
Hope.
Strength.

My Review

***Debut Book ***

This is the first book by Addison Jane. And OMG this book was AMAZING. It enthralled me from the first page. I couldn't put it down. Until it was finished. I loved It. 

Samantha's dad owes someone money and for payment he hands over Sam. 

You root for Sam from the beginning. I think I held my breath half way through. There was plenty of OMG, NO WAY moments. The way in which this story is written is tasteful. You sort of forget that Charlie is the bad guy in parts. Then in others I hated him. When Link Davis appears in this story you hope he can fulfil his promise of getting her out. I couldn't guess which way this story was going to go, it had me guessing til the end. And let me tell you Link Davis is HOT. 

I loved everything about this story and even though I couldn't wait to get to the next page I didn't want it to end. The character fit together perfectly. There wasn't one bit I didn't think never flowed. The style in which Addison writes has the story playing out in your head like a movie. 

I CANT wait for the next book in the Finders series. 

I was given an Arc copy of the book. 

I give this book 5/5 stars 

 
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Hi! I am Addison Jane!
I come from a small country called New Zealand.
I have always had a strong love for reading and writing and Missing Link, whilst not the first story I have written, is the first I will be releasing.
My favourite genre is romance, specifically MC, rockstar and young adult.
I'm a single parent to a beautiful little girl, we live in a quiet little town and I have a small but amazing group of close friends.
My other passion in life is working with kids! I work with them part time along with going to school to complete my graduate diploma.
I am fortunate enough to have a great support base, whom without them, I would never have stepped out of my comfort zone and pushed myself to share my writing with you all!
-AJ

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Blog Tour - Brody The Bang Shift Series By Mandy Harbin

Title: Brody (The Bang Shift Series)

Author: Mandy Harbin

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Sexual Level: HOT

Release Date: November 4, 2014

Cover Design by Sarah Hanson, Okay Creations

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~ Synopsis ~

Brody “Brutus” Jackson isn’t your average small-town mechanic. The 

shop where he spends his days doubles as the headquarters for the 

mercenary group he works with. They jokingly call themselves the Bang 

Shift because the government contracts they take are the less savory ones, 

and they’re all just shady enough to do what’s necessary to get the jobs 

done. As far as Brody’s concerned, it’s the perfect arrangement for a man 

with no memory of his past, and no hope for the future.

Under FBI protection, Alexandria Collins and her son have been in hiding 

for ten years. When it’s time to move again, her piece of crap car breaks 

down and the man giving her a tow is the biggest, hottest guy she’s ever 

seen. She is determined to ignore the need her long-neglected body 

hungers for. After all, the last man she showed interest in put a gun to her 

head.

Brody thinks the skittish Xan is sexy as hell, but it’s not her hot body that 

has him rocked to his core. He knows her from somewhere, and in his line 

of work, that’s a dangerous thing. Following orders have never been this 

hard, but when he finds out she’s his next assignment, he will protect her 

at all costs … even if what she needs protection from most is him.

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I loved this book. This was enthralling and captured my attention from the beginning. It is my first book by Mandy Harbin and I cant wait to read more by her.

I loved Brody, what's not to love. You almost find yourself willing Xan to hide and not be caught by her ex. I loved Brody and Xan. Mandy has done an exceptional job with this story. It had me on the edge of my seat every time I tried to guess on the plot I got it so wrong. 

This book is amazing. It is exceptionally written. The characters are perfect. 

If you love romance with a bit of drama and suspense in it this story is for you. 

This gets 5/5 stars from me

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Her lungs locked, seeing Brody sitting in the waiting room with a bloody towel 

wrapped around his hand. She should be grateful for the needed distraction, but instead she felt a sense of panic. She looked at the chart and numbly called out Ms. Roger’s name, never taking her eyes off him. He was hurt, and she wanted to run right to him and see if he was okay.

She quickly got Ms. Rogers in room 4, taking her vitals and noting the reason for her visit, before rushing back out into the lobby.

“What happened?” she asked before she even reached him.

He stood slowly, towering over her, but she was too concerned with his well-being to feel uncomfortable with his size. “Sliced my hand working on your car.”

“Oh shit. How bad?” She gingerly took his hand and unwrapped the towel. “Does Dr. Peters know you’re here?”

“Yeah, Colonel called him as I got into his car. Couldn’t take my bike like this.”

She winced when she saw the cut. “You need stiches. Hold on, I’ll be right back.”

She rushed into Dr. Peters’ office as he was finishing up recording his notes on his last patient for the transcriptionist. “Ms. Rogers is in room 4 and Bro—er, Brutus from Sheppard’s Garage is here.”

“Ah, put him in room 3. I’ll check him out first.”

Xan walked back to the lobby to gather Brody and escort him to the exam room. He followed closely behind, his body heat radiating off him in waves that crashed over her back. She tried to ignore the electrical sparks tingling up her spine, but she wasn’t doing a very good job. She felt weak in the knees, hoping she didn’t fall on her face right here in front of him. How long was this hall, anyway? It didn’t seem this long this morning.

“Here we are. Take a seat and the doctor—”

“Is right here,” Dr. Peters said as he stepped around her and into the room. “Let’s have a look.”

Dr. Peters unwrapped the blood-soaked cloth and grabbed some cotton swabs to wipe away the excess. “You need some stitches.” He looked at her. “Do you feel comfortable taking care of him, Xan?”

“Yes sir.”

He smiled and nodded in approval. “She’ll stitch you right up, Brutus. I’ll leave you a prescription for some pain meds. Keep an eye on it. If it swells or smells, give me a call.”

“You got it.”

God, that voice. So deep and sexy, just like the rest of him. Get your shit together, 

she chastised herself. Good grief, the man was bleeding and in pain, and all she could think about was how sexy he was now that she knew it was just a cut. She quickly grabbed the rubbing alcohol and some cotton swabs. She didn’t look at the doctor as he left the room or at Brody as she started to work. She had to stay focused. If she thought about the male musk seeping out of his pores, she wasn’t sure she could stop herself from licking his skin. Yeah, that’d be professional. She needed psychological help. She just had to keep her mind on her job and get him out of this office.

And she was doing a good job of staying in the zone until she heard him wince. Her head jerked up and she saw a hint of a blush tinge his cheeks. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen a grown man blush, and she had to admit, it was a little adorable on him.

“I haven’t even started,” she said playfully.

He grunted and looked away and she felt bad for her remark. This was her job. She needed to remain aloof.

“I’m sorry if I hurt you. I have to get it nice and clean before I begin. The shot will numb it up before I start, though.”

He nodded, looking at her through his lashes, and her heart raced. Why did she have to be attracted to him? She gave him his shot, set about administering the stitches. 

Standing this close, she could feel his breath hitting the crook of her neck. She 

shuddered and saw her hands shaking. She did not need to botch this up. Besides the fact she needed this job, she didn’t want to screw up his hand. She renewed her focus and got busy, blocking out the feel of his skin beneath her fingers, the way his knee bushed her outer thigh.

He cleared his throat. “How, er, do you like livin’ here so far?”

She glanced up at him and smiled. “No complaints. How long do you think it’ll take you to finish my car?”

He laughed and she smiled brighter. She got the feeling not too many people heard that out of him. “Not sure, but I’ll let you know as soon as we have an estimate.”

She finished her work on his hand and bandaged it before taking off her rubber 

gloves and discarding them. “Sounds good. And you’re good to go. Pick up your 

prescription at the front and call the doctor if you see any signs of infection like he said.”

She tried to step back so he wouldn’t brush up against her when he stood, but she stumbled in her attempt. She would’ve been embarrassed if given the opportunity, but he reacted too quickly. He grabbed her with his good arm and yanked her up against him to keep her from falling. With him still sitting, they were at eye level.

Her breath picked up as she watched his pupils bleed into his irises, turning his blue eyes black. He’d had the same reaction the first time she saw him, and she wasn’t sure what to make of it. Her experience with men was lacking, to say the least, but if she were a betting woman, she’d think that the attraction was mutual.

Just that thought made her lose all sense of self-preservation and self-control. She stepped close, and his hand flexed on her arm. She didn’t know what to do, her inexperience confusing her, but she knew this level of contact wasn’t enough. She had to do something, touch him, or—

Her lips hastily brushed against his, and for the briefest moment, he hesitated. It was just long enough for her to panic and start to draw away at his rejection, but he clutched her to him, stealing her breath and taking the kiss with a guttural groan. Her insides rioted in elation and nervousness, joy and trepidation at the feel of him consuming her. 

His injured hand pressed against her back, forcing her flush against him. His hard cock speared into her belly as he angled his head for deeper penetration. His tongue massaged hers as his good hand tangled in her hair, directing her movements.

She should feel scared at the sudden control he exerted, but fear was not the 

prevailing emotion right now.

She moaned as she threaded her own fingers through his soft hair. His fist tightened his hold on her hair, and he growled into the kiss, his tongue plundering her mouth, teeth nipping at her lips.

And it still wasn’t enough.

She thrust her hips forward, rubbing herself against his cock. He grabbed her ass and forced her to do it again, groaning at the contact.

She knew she was at work and her boss could walk in at any minute, but she just couldn’t muster up a reason to care right now. She had to touch Brody. Nothing else mattered. She let one hand slip out of his hair, caress his face, and trail shamelessly down his chest to his jeans-clad cock. She rubbed it tentatively, and he kissed her harder. She squeezed it, and he stilled.

He grabbed her arms and pushed her away. His eyes were blue-black fire, eating her up as he panted, his chest heaving with effort. He stood suddenly, staring down at her with a look of lust, then panic, then what she could only describe as resolve.

“Stay away from me,” he rasped, before opening the door and stepping out, 

slamming it behind him.

She gasped, covering her kiss-swollen lips, staring at the closed door. Oh God, had she read him wrong? Did she just take advantage of a man, who’d done nothing but help her, because she couldn’t separate her fantasies of him from reality? Surely she wasn’t so rusty in the man department to have forgotten how to read a guy’s interest, though that really didn’t matter now.

Stay away from him? Not a problem, because after what just happened, she wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

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Mandy Harbin is an award-winning, bestselling author of several books 

across multiple romance genres ranging from contemporary to paranormal 

erotic romance. She is also the number one bestselling author in teen 

romance under the pen name M.W. Muse with her popular Goddess Series. 

She is a Superstar Award recipient, Reader's Crown and RWA Passionate 

Plume finalist, and has received Night Owl Reviews Top Pick distinction 

many times. She studied writing at the University of Arkansas at Little 

Rock, earned several degrees, and even pursued an MBA until she realized 

becoming an author did not have to remain an unfulfilled dream. Mandy is 

a PAN member of the RWA and lives in a small Arkansas town with her 

non-traditional family, and although she is a direct descendant of British 

royalty, they refuse to call her princess. When she's not penning her latest 

book, you can find her hanging out online where she loves to connect with 

fellow readers or stalking Mickey Mouse at Disney World.

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Release Blitz - Rockstar's Temptation By K.T Fisher

Title: Rockstars Temptation
Series: Decoy Series #4
Author: KT Fisher
Genre: Erotic Romance
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This story is a complicated one. Maisy and Max have been really close for a while now. They clicked straight away and a beautiful friendship blossomed. But is it just an innocent friendship? When Maisy’s sexy and troublesome younger sister, Lauren comes to town, she begins to stir everything up. Max’s eyes wonder and Maisy, for some reason doesn’t like it. She tells herself that it’s because she doesn’t want her sister hurt by his playboy ways, but is that true? Join Max and Maisy on their confusing journey full of heartbreak and turmoil. Where their friendship is stretched to the limits with lust and betrayal. Amongst tragedy and danger, can your heart can lead you in the right direction?

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OK, before we go any further.......

****** Here's your warning, YOU NEED SUPPLIES ********

For anyone who has been following this series, you know how pretty amazing it is. And how eagerly we have been waiting Max and Maisy's story, and OMG what a story. 

I am not telling you anything about this, my lips are sealed. The only thing I will tell you is OMG HOW HOT IS MAX. This book will make you want to scream and shout. Mainly at Lauren!!!! This book is a book that will get you out of any book funk( when you have lost the will to read anything.) Do not read this when you know you are going to get interrupted, I had started to reading it, then tried to read it on my lunch break, not a good idea let me tell you, you will want to read this straight through without stopping. 

KT Fisher has done an amazingly fantastic job of writing this story. When I had read it I was a bit lost. It stayed with me long after I had read it. If you haven't read this series, get reading it wont disappoint.  

This is a book that transports you into the world of rock stars. It plays out in your head loud and bright, its hard to remember that it's a book and not a film. 

I will say I cant wait for Karma 

Kt Fisher, This story is exceptionally written, Its stunning in its entirety. Its amazing. I absolutely love this series.  

I give this book 5/5 and 5/5 movie moments.

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Max

“Oh god!” she screams below me. “Fuck me, Max, fuck me harder!”
It’s a good thing the music and shouting from outside this room is loud enough to drown out her screaming!
Today, the girls have thrown a welcome home party for Tanya and Leo because they missed them so much. Probably because they were on their honeymoon for a month! It was only supposed to last two weeks, but Leo had rung home and let us known that he wasn’t done having time alone with his new wife, and that he wouldn’t be home for another two weeks.
All day, I’ve been holding back my fucking hard cock, just watching her. She doesn’t even know that she’s teasing me, tempting me, but she does. Every damn day!
To make it worse, because the weather is good for an English summer day, the girls decided it was perfect for a pool party. Not everyone came in their swim suits, but she did. As the kids scream and laugh, splashing about, my attention is always on her. I don’t know what to do with it or how to deal with it all. As I watched her laughing pool side with Kendal and the triplets, Finley decided to splash his mum, but instead he soaked the wrong person. He drenched her through, the woman I’ve been lusting over. Her bikini became wet and clung to her body and her now wet breasts became my focus point as her nipples hardened under the wet material.
Just the thought makes me pound into the girl under me. That’s the only reason she’s here with me, in a spare bedroom overlooking the party below us. As soon as the woman outside stood up, showing me her perfect body that’s shimmering with the water, I grabbed the nearest girl and dragged her away. As I take this lucky woman from behind, it’s not her face I’m picturing, it’s the woman who has fucked with my head ever since I met her! It’s not the blonde’s hair below me that I see as I pull it back, it’s the blackness of hers I long to wrap around my fist. The blonde under me is too skinny, she needs a few extra pounds and maybe some curves. Her ass isn’t as bouncy, either, and I want more cushion as I pound harder on her ass.
Fuck!
This isn’t fucking working! I’m about to stop, but I hear her laugh and for a second I pause. The sound reignites my fire inside and I fuck the blonde again. Unbelievably, my luck doubles. I don’t just hear her laugh, but through the gap of the curtains in the room I’m taking up right now, I see her! I watch as she steps from the pool, water falling from her body like a fucking porn star! I thrust one last time, not thinking about the body below me, and come undone from watching Maisy alone.

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Release Blitz - Riding Steele By Opal Carew

Riding Steele: Kidnapped by Opal Carew
Published by: St. Martin’s Griffin
Publication date: November 4th 2014
Genres: Adult, Erotica, Romance

Synopsis:

Being kidnapped by bikers is a harrowing experience, but for some reason, Laurie doesn’t feel as terrified as she should. The leader’s steely eyes soften when he looks at her, and the others in his gang clearly know she’s hands off. But does that include Steele’s hands? Her brain resists him, but her body insists she wants those big hands all over her.
Steele doesn’t know how he wound up in this mess–with a kidnapped woman on his hands and the police hot on their trail. Now he and Laurie are in hiding at an isolated cabin, and Steele has to figure out how to extricate himself . . . and steer clear of his accidental captive whose tight, slinky clubbing attire is making him think all kinds of dangerous thoughts…

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22718582-riding-steele?ac=1



This will first be published as a six-part e-serial novel, followed by the collected work as a single novel in both print and ebook form. The collected work will feature special bonus material.

Nov 04, 2014, Riding Steele #1: Kidnapped
Nov 04, 2014, Riding Steele #2: Untamed
Nov 11, 2014, Riding Steele #3: Collide
Nov 18, 2014, Riding Steele #4: Wanted
Nov 25, 2014, Riding Steele #5: Crossroads
Dec 02, 2014, Riding Steele #6: Aftershock

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Riding Steele - Excerpt

Steele pulled up in front of the cabin Killer had arranged for them to stay at while they were here. It belonged to his brother who was out of the country for the summer, but allowed Killer to use it whenever he liked.

Steele dismounted his bike, then pulled off his helmet. It had been an enjoyable evening carousing around the town. They’d eaten in a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant with only a handful of tables, but it had the best burger he’d ever eaten. Killer had recommended the place when Rip had told him how much Steele loved his burgers.

Afterward, the guys had insisted on taking him to a strip club. When they first suggested it, he was worried Raven would be uncomfortable, but he should have known better than that by now. The woman seemed up for pretty well anything. In fact, he was surprised she hadn’t starting stuffing bills in strippers’ G-strings.

He was pretty sure it had fired her up, though. On the way back, as he watched Rip riding behind him in his rearview mirror, he was pretty sure she was stroking Rip’s cock through his jeans as they drove. Seeing that, after watching the naked gyrating women at the club, had him pretty fucking hot, too. He hoped that now that they were back at the cabin, that Raven would be up for a good fuck with all of them. Or even a special birthday fuck just for him.

But when Raven climbed off Rip’s bike, Rip tugged her into a deep kiss, his hands cupping over her round ass and pulling her tight to him. Then he grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the door. Steele and the others followed them inside.

“See you guys tomorrow,” Rip said as the two of them scurried up the stairs.

Rip had met Raven when they’d passed through his hometown for a wedding a few weeks ago, and he’d fallen head over heels for her. Her real name was Hayley, but Rip had dubbed her Raven because of her glossy black hair, and the name had stuck.

Steele had never seen Rip happier, and Raven seemed to be living on cloud nine, too. She had blossomed since she’d joined them a few weeks ago, and Steele had a feeling she’d be around for quite a while.

He sighed and walked into the kitchen, then grabbed himself a glass of water and downed it. Not as good as a cold shower, but helped his parched throat.

Shock grabbed a few beers from the fridge. “Want one, birthday boy?”

Steele leaned against the counter, his cock aching. “Naw. What I want requires an available female.”

Shock chuckled. “You and me both. Too bad Raven and Rip took off so fast.” He shrugged. “But they deserve alone time, too.”

No one could argue that both Rip and Raven weren’t generous with her favors.

“That’s the truth.” Steele filled his glass again, halfway, then downed it.

“Well, the guys and I are going to play some cards. I’d ask you to join us, but maybe the best thing for you to do is to turn in.” He grinned. “You can go enjoy your birthday present.”

One of the gifts the guys had given him was a couple of porn flicks, and the master bedroom had a TV and Blu-ray player.

Steele chuckled, then pushed away from the counter and headed up the stairs. Getting some sleep was a good idea. Then he’d get up tomorrow and just enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful lake beside the cabin. As he walked up the stairs, he slid his hand over the inside pocket of his jacket to feel the two Blu-rays there. But he could put off sleep for a little, just to relieve the tension.

* * *

A sound jarred Laurie from the light, fitful sleep she’d fallen into and she clutched the big fluffy comforter closer around her with her unbound hand. She was covered from head to toe, peering out from inside the cocoon.

Was the biker coming back to take her?

The door opened and the light flicked on. In the doorway stood an even bigger, tougher looking biker. He didn’t even glance her way, just closed the door behind him and stripped off his black leather jacket. He pulled something out of the pocket and tossed the garment on the dresser, then opened the doors of the armoire at the end of the bed to reveal a big TV. He turned it on, then put a disc in the player below it.

Images of naked people appeared on the screen. It was obviously lead-in credits for a porn film. He watched for a few moments, then pulled his T-shirt over his head, revealing bulging muscles and a snake tattoo coiling around his bicep then across his chest. Her heart raced as he unzipped his jeans and dropped them to the floor, then stepped out of them.

She held her breath when she saw him hook his thumbs in the elastic of his boxers, then push them down. Oh, God, he was going to get into bed with her and . . . He was going to force her to—

Her breath caught when he stood up.

God, she’d never seen a cock that big. She’d never even imagined a cock that big. Even though it was just starting to swell with need, it was gigantic. And frightening. Impressive. And intimidating.

He turned toward the bed and she sucked in a breath.

His eyes narrowed as his gaze jerked to her.

“What the hell?” He grabbed the covers and tossed them back, ripping away her only protection.

* * *

Steele stared at the woman lying in his bed. The sight of her long, shapely legs and slim, but curvy body sent blood straight to his groin. She shifted back and a chain clinked. That’s when he realized one of her wrists was handcuffed to the headboard.

Fuck, this was why Shock had suggested he turn in. Not to watch porn, but to enjoy the birthday present awaiting him in his bed!

He smiled. “Well, hello there.”

Should he slide his cock in her sweet, luscious mouth first, or glide into her hot, melting pussy?

What the fuck?  She was here for the night. He could fuck her right now, relieving his ache, then have her revive him with a blow job and start all over again.

He chuckled and climbed into bed beside her, then shifted closer. He reached for her hand to pull it to his cock, wanting to feel her soft feminine fingers wrapped around him, but as soon as he touched her, she jerked away.

“No, please . . .”  Panic flashed in her wide, blue eyes and she was practically panting in fear.

“What the fuck?”

Then he saw the sparkle of diamonds around her neck. It was the choker Craig’s sister had received as a gift from her boyfriend at the bar earlier tonight.

What the hell was going on here? Steele rolled away from her and sat up, placing his feet on the floor. He stared at the frightened woman, who was sucking in air, panic showing in her widened eyes.

He raked his hand through his hair. “How the hell did you get here?”

Someone started pounding on his door.

“Steele, it’s Wild Card.”

Then the door swung open and Wild Card burst inside. “I fell asleep on the couch. I didn’t mean to . . .”

His gaze fell on Steele’s naked form, then darted to the woman in the bed. Then he shook his head, holding up his hands, palms toward Steele, in a defensive gesture. “Steele, you gotta listen to me.”

Anger surged through Steele and he lurched to his feet. “Wild Card, what the fuck did you do?”

“I didn’t mean to—”

Steele strode toward him. “How the hell did you miss the fact that the plan was not to kidnap the woman?”

About The Author 

:

Hi. I'm Opal Carew, a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author. I write erotic romance for St. Martin's Press and Samhain Publishing, and I self-publish stories. I also write romance as Amber Carew.

So why do I like writing erotic romance? I like being able to push beyond traditional boundaries. I like dealing with a female character who is growing and evolving - questioning her sexual boundaries and pushing past them. My stories usually include menage a trois. It is great fun to write a heroine choosing between two equally appealing heroes... or more.

These aren't women who just jump into bed with anyone. They find themselves in an unusual situation - something exciting and erotic - but a situation where they have to push themselves beyond their comfort level. As a result, they grow as a person. So often fear holds us back - of what others will think of us, of what we will think about ourselves - and we don't follow our hearts. These women push past that fear.

To learn more about me and my books:
http://www.OpalCarew.com
http://www.facebook.com/OpalCarewRomanceAuthor

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/206712.Opal_Carew
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