Down & Dirty: Hawk
Dirty Angels MC, Book 3
By Jeanne St. James
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Blurb:
Welcome to Shadow Valley
where the Dirty Angels MC rules. Get ready to get Down & Dirty because this
is Hawk’s story...
When
strong statements must be made, Hawk, as the MC’s VP, must be the one to make
them. But that doesn’t mean there aren’t consequences, like him landing in
jail. Though the club keeps an attorney on retainer, the one who shows up isn’t
quite who he’s expecting. Not even close.
Feisty,
classy, and curvy, this attorney pushes his buttons in all the right ways. And Hawk
can’t ignore a challenge. However, she’s so out of his league, he can’t hope
for anything more than a few chances to scratch all her itches.
When
Kiki’s boss hands over the club’s account, she doesn’t know what to expect and her
meeting with the overbearing, bad boy biker goes anything but smoothly. Like
Hawk, Kiki loves a challenge, too. But getting involved in the club and its VP
may not be what she bargained for. Especially when it comes to several run-ins
with a rival MC, including one which may very well affect the rest of her life.
Kiki
needs to decide if becoming involved with Hawk is worth not only the judgment
from her peers but, even worse, the violent mayhem the club becomes entangled
in.
Trigger warning: This story includes a
violent situation that includes kidnapping, physical and sexual assault. Note:
This book can be read as a standalone. It includes lots of steamy scenes, biker
slang, cursing, some violence and, of course, an HEA. If you like alpha males
who take charge, this book is for you.
Xcerpt:
Hawk
pushed off from where he leaned against the door and snagged her waist to haul
her to him. The air hissed out of her lungs as his big body came in full
contact with her. Jesus, there wasn’t anything soft about this man. Not that
she was complaining.
He
plunged his fingers into her hair, fisted them, then tilted her head back to
stare down into her face. “Gotta ask you somethin’, babe. Somethin’ that’s been
botherin’ me.” He lowered his head until his lips hovered above hers.
“What’s
that?” she whispered, desperately wanting him to close the gap and take her
mouth.
“You
do ‘im?”
Kiki
blinked, confused. “Who?”
“The
guy in your office.”
The guy... “Mike?” she squeaked.
“Yeah.”
“Are
you going to ask that about every man I know and you meet?”
“Yeah.
Expect it, babe. Wanna know my competition.”
“There
isn’t any competition.”
“Good
to hear.”
Of course,
he ignored her meaning on purpose. “Because there’s nothing to win,” she
clarified.
“Plenty
to win.” And with that, he crushed his mouth against hers, jammed his tongue in
between her lips and kissed her so long and thoroughly that a groan bubbled up
from the back of her throat.
When
he finally released her, he was breathing just as heavily as she was. Though,
she might have him beat, but not by much.
“Babe,”
he whispered, like he was surprised at his own reaction.
“Yeah?”
she breathed, feeling a bit stunned that this far-from-polished man could kiss so well. But then his kisses
weren’t neat and polished, either. They were demanding and raw and they lit her
up like a string of Christmas lights.
“Pull
your skirt up.”
Right
here? She swallowed as her pussy clenched hard at his words. “I... I don’t
think I can. It’s too tight.”
“It’s
hot as fuck.” He reached around her and yanked at the zipper. She slapped his
hands away so he wouldn’t break the delicate tab in his haste. She unzipped it
and before she could slip the skirt down, he was shoving it up around her hips
instead.
She
gasped as his hand found her wet center, stroking between the folds before
sliding two fingers deep inside her.
Oh lord, did he have wonderfully
long fingers.
He
curled his tall body over her and shoved his face into her neck. “No panties,
babe. Fuck.”
She
whimpered as he worked her, thumbing her clit, fucking her with his fingers,
while he grabbed a handful of her ass with his other hand and squeezed.
She
just might come that quickly...
“Get
my dick out.”
Her
mind had become nothing but mush so it took a second for his words to
penetrate. As soon as they did, she undid the top button, unzipped his jeans,
and quickly shoved them down enough so she could take his cock into her hand
and cup his balls.
Her
thumb grazed the crown and she swirled the precum over the hot velvety satin of
his skin. He was just as ready as she was.
Suddenly,
his fingers disappeared and he grabbed her ass in both hands. She yelped when
he jerked her up his body. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he lowered
her enough to line the tip of his cock up with her center.
Then
someone groaned, she wasn’t sure who, when he let her fall a little more until
he impaled her deep.
He
blew out a breath and held her still as she snaked her arms around his neck to
hold on.
“Fuck
yeah,” he grunted. “Get no deeper than that.”
When
she opened her mouth to agree, nothing but a ragged breath escaped.
She
had never been with anyone before that was strong enough to hold her weight
like that. She wasn’t the most petite woman, though she felt like one next to
Hawk’s bulk, but still... He could hold her weight without even a slight tremor
and she didn’t fear him dropping her.
When
he started to lift and lower her, she wrapped her arms tighter around him and
shoved her face into his bare chest, inhaling his masculine scent. “Hawk,” she
groaned against his skin.
“Yeah,
babe?” he groaned back.
“Hawk,”
she said again, her mind spinning.
“Yeah,”
he breathed.
“Hawk...
I’m going to come.”
“Yeah,
feel you squeezin’ me tight. Fuckin’ come all over me.”
His
words became the tipping point and she did. She rippled around him, her toes
curling, and she cried out his name again. Still quivering in his arms, he
shifted and moved until her back was against the nearest wall.
Then he pumped into her hard. Over and over.
Her body taking the brunt of his thrusts since the wall didn’t give even a
little bit. Every one of his deep thrusts was accompanied with a low grunt and
she closed her eyes to let his sound and movement push her over the edge once
more.
“Coming,”
she warned him.
“Feel
ya, babe. Fuck!”
“Come
in me, honey.”
“Gonna.
Jesus. So fuckin’ hot, wet an’ tight.
Makin’ that pussy mine.”
His
words rolled through her, making her shudder.
With
another grunt, he jammed his hips powerfully against her, driving deep and
staying there. He panted heavily, holding her tight. After a few seconds, his
words rumbled in her ear, “Called me honey.”
Kiki
blinked and thought back. She was not responsible for what came out of her
mouth when Hawk was driving her mad. “No, you were hearing things.”
“Nope.
Heard it. Can’t deny it.”
“Oh,
I can deny it.”
His
body shook against hers as he chuckled. Without releasing her, he stepped away
from the wall. “Was just a quickie. Now time to get down to business.”
JEANNE ST. JAMES is a USA Today bestselling erotic romance
author who loves an alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started
writing. Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl
magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She
is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F
ménages. Want to read a sample of her work? Download a sampler book here: BookHip.com/MTQQKK
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