Ink & Chrome Book #1
by Lauren Dane
an Erotic Contemporary Romance
from Forever Trade Paperback
The men of Twisted Steel are great with their hands. And they're not afraid to get dirty.
Asa Barrons is never lonely for long. Co-owner of the Twisted Steel custom motorcycle shop, he works hard and plays harder. But he never allows his after-hours affairs to interfere with business-until he meets racing royalty PJ Colman. While the blue-eyed blonde is all princess on the outside, on the inside Asa can see that this woman is ready to take a walk on the wild side.
PJ knows trouble when she sees it, and Asa is the complete package: fast bike, killer ink, and a sinfully sexy smile that has her imagining things nice girls never do. She talks her way onto the Twisted Steel team to prove her painting skill, and soon learns that Asa is eager to show off some skills of his own.
With the help of Asa's expert touch, PJ is initiated into a world of wicked desire. No limits. No inhibitions. No turning back. But as perfect as their passion seems, a new challenge awaits, forcing them to ask just how far they are willing to go . . .
PJ knows trouble when she sees it, and Asa is the complete package: fast bike, killer ink, and a sinfully sexy smile that has her imagining things nice girls never do. She talks her way onto the Twisted Steel team to prove her painting skill, and soon learns that Asa is eager to show off some skills of his own.
With the help of Asa's expert touch, PJ is initiated into a world of wicked desire. No limits. No inhibitions. No turning back. But as perfect as their passion seems, a new challenge awaits, forcing them to ask just how far they are willing to go . . .
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Review by pearls
Hot Rods, Hot Heroes, and Hot sex: it's a trifecta. Set in a custom body shop, car and bike aficionados will be heaven. Of course the owner is an off the scales Alpha hottie. When PJ starts her own custom painting business, she not only has to prove her talent to the owner, but also that their relationship is worth a try. But she's been trying to prove herself to her family for so long that she knows just what to do. Asa moves from fighting against her attempts to be in his life to fighting anyone that causes her pain, defending her and taking on her battles. While they come from different places in life, they have both arrived at the same place, making them perfect soul mates.
EXCERPT
Twisted
Steel was magnificent.
PJ
turned in a slow circle as she stood in the middle of their showroom. Just to
her left, a 1970 Chevelle. Candy-apple red.
Big
windows fronted the space, but they managed to still give it a sort of
intentionally gritty feel inside with black leather couches placed in a way to
look at the cars and bikes on display like art.
She
loved it so very much. Bold and clever. It took itself very seriously when it
came to the product but also had a little bit of tongue-in-cheek self-deprecation.
Delicious design choices all over the place, including a custom Harley Softail
in black matte that gave her a little shiver.
She’d thought it impossible for Asa
to be any hotter, until she saw this place.
“If
you’re done getting all wet over cars can we get your makeup done?” Audra
called out.
“Do
you see this?” PJ pointed at the Softail’s back tire. “It’s so fat and
delicious. I might actually be maybe a little wet, yes. But I’m just telling
you that because we’re so close.”
PJ
plopped down in front of a makeshift makeup station mirror.
“Go
look at your outfits with Stella so she can get you styled for each.” Audra had
taken on the task of organizing the shoot. She pointed at a rolling rack of
clothes that had PJ’s name on it.
“I
see a theme here.” Stella, who was acting as their makeup person for the day,
took in each outfit.
Tom
bounded into their space, amped up on coffee. “What? She’s like a ridiculously
sexed-up girl next door. Guys love that. We all know it. So work it and sell my
decks!”
“You
can’t be here now. I have it handled.” Audra shoved him out and closed the door
to the small conference room where they’d set up.
“He’s
like a hamster on crack,” PJ muttered.
“The
cutest hamster ever, though. Here.” Audra shoved an outfit PJ’s way.
The
first dress turned out to be a pale blue-and-white gingham.
She
wore it with red glitter pumps, and Stella teased PJ’s hair up in the back and
curled her bangs before dividing at the nape of her neck into two braids.
Thick
liner, red lips, and a beauty mark and she found herself shoved back out.
“PJ,
come over and meet Frank, he’s the photographer.” Tom introduced them. “We’re
set up in the shop so come on with me.”
She
tried not to trip and fall as she kept stopping to gape at things. Where the showroom
had been all about the art of the completed project—a perfect experience for a
potential client—the shop, with its bays and workstations, was clearly the
heart of the operation.
High
windows sent shafts of light down onto the shop floor and to the offices that
ringed it. It was orderly and tidy without being compulsively so.
She
skidded to a halt when she saw the car she’d be posing with.
“Sweet
mother of Bob Dylan,” she breathed out at the sight of the deep blue 1950
Cadillac roadster convertible before her.
“I
take it that means you approve?” Frank asked her.
“I
might need some alone time with this car later.”
“I know the owner. He might allow it.”
She turned to catch sight of Asa walking over. Walking! Ha. Prowling was
a far better word. The air seemed to hum around him, and she found it a little
harder to breathe. Especially when he came to a halt just inches from where she
stood.
“This is yours?” She might have an orgasm just
looking at the car. And now she knew it was his.
He nodded, the corner of his mouth hitching up
slightly.
“Morning, PJ.”
“Morning, Asa. I’m going to have a moment with your
car, but I won’t do anything she doesn’t want.”
He stepped closer. “What if she does? What if she
wants it all?”
Man, was she in over her head. Just flirting with
him was taking
all her effort. What would he be like in bed? What would he kiss like?
“I’d
want to take it slow. Just the tip. At first. If she didn’t like it we’d stop.”
The
smile on his mouth made her tingly.
“I
might try that one. Just the tip has
mixed results.”
Oh,
well. That one made her a little dizzy. And by the look he wore, he knew the
effect he was having.
“I
doubt that.”
“What?”
“Mixed
results. You strike me as an overachiever.” PJ lowered her lashes a little as
she took in the heft of all that steel. Of course he had a Caddy. Big, strong,
bold. Totally in charge. Just like him.
“So
if I’d given you the ‘just the tip’
line?”
She
smiled then. “I don’t know. Why don’t you try it now?”
PJ
rather felt as if she was having an out-of-body experience. There was no other
explanation for the words she’d just spoken. Out loud.
Asa
opened his mouth and everything inside her seemed to still, just waiting to
hear what he’d say.
And
then Tom called out to get to work and they reluctantly parted.
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Ever since she first heard the low rumble of his engine, Carmella Rossi has wondered if Duke Bradshaw handles his women as expertly as he handles his bike. When he shows up at her door offering her a much-needed job at his shop, she gets her chance to find out. Beneath Duke's masterful touch, Carmella soon submits to a world of unimaginable pleasure.
But history has taught Carmella how bad a boy boy can be. If she doesn't put on the brakes fast, her hard-bodied heartbreaker could drive her right over the edge . . .
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Mustang, almost any version...just so pretty!
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