Title: Steele: Into Your Heart
Brodie Steele is a badass MC dude. Ashe Kingston is a sexy police officer with an attitude. Their bad blood runs deep. But after they hook up at a wild biker week, can they keep their pact? What happens at Bike Week stays at Bike Week. Yeah, right.
Riding out the rough years following a family tragedy, Brodie is still trying to put his life back together when he finds something he never expected with Ashe. She annoys the ever lovin’ hell out of him, and turns him on so much he can’t see straight. He keeps coming back for more.
Ashe isn’t just a hard-nosed police officer. And she wants no part of Brodie outside of their no-strings-attached fling. There’s no way he’s settling-down material but he’s hard to resist with his inked sleeves and rebellious ways, not to mention piercings in places that make Ashe melt. Brodie Steele is dangerous, delicious, and suddenly determined to have her.
If there’s anything more risky than laying his heart on the line for this sexy woman, it’s Ashe’s job. It puts her life in danger in a way he can’t possibly protect her from. Can their hot bond win out over the bad blood of years past? Or will Ashe be taken from Brodie before she lets him into her heart?
Author: Rie Warren
Other books by this author that we've reviewed: Sugar Daddy, In His Command, Stone, At Your Service, Love, In the Fast Lane
Series: Carolina Bad Boys #3
Other books in this series that we've reviewed: Stone, At Your Service, Love, In the Fast Lane, Ride: In Between the Covers, Chrome: With a Heart Forged in Steele
Published by Self Source: Author
Published: April 2nd 2015
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Are you read to Laugh? Cry? Get over-heated? Expect to do that and more when you read Brodie and Ashe’s story in Steele: Into Your Heart!
If you’re wondering how over-heated you’re going to get all you have to do is look at that completely lickable cover! *DROOLS* Brodie. Muscles, motorcycles, tats, piercings…he is complete moan worthy! Note on the piercings, I looked it up and HOT DAMN! what I would give to see and experience that in person. Ashe is one lucky woman. She’s also one tough chick! Her and Brodie, actually the whole Steele family, have history that’s fairly tough to get over especially when emotions run hot. They have their issues to work through that at times had me laughing others had me wincing.The dialog between Ashe and Brodie is quick, snappy and hot. And speaking of hot…YOWZA! Things certainly sizzle here.
Hot sex and bikes aren’t the only thing going on. The whole gang, including the Hens, are back for moments that prove Ms. Warren is a genius storyteller. YES! I love when past characters come back and not just as a walk through. They all play a important part with Brodie and Ashe. A few new fun and lovable (as well as heck yeah sexy!) ones are introduced as we get to know Brodie’s MC. I really look forward to see more of them in future books.
Tears of laughter and tears of sorrow abound in this book with lots of unexpected surprises that kept me up all night reading. I just love how the whole book was put together from the characters, to the storylines. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of reading anything Rie Warren. This is a MUST READ series. If you’re not reading Carolina Bad Boys series then you are very much missing out. Walk, don’t run and start reading them today.
CAROLINA BAD BOYS SERIES
Stone, At Your Service, Book #1. Available now.
Love, In The Fast Lane, Book #2. Available now.
RIDE, the complete New Adult novella featured in Stone. Available now.
NEXT IN SERIES:
CHROME, WITH A HEART FORGED IN STEELE. Book #4.
The bigger they are, the harder they fall.
Coming summer 2015.
We found a nice side-by-side spot for our bikes, and I slid off mine. Before Ashe got off her bitchin’ black Triumph, I grasped her face between my palms. Leaning down, I sealed my mouth to hers. Warm, soft, and pliable, her lips opened at my lick. A deep tangle of tongues trailed from her mouth into mine, and we made out in the parking lot for good long while.
I unclasped her helmet as I took another slow taste of her mouth. Sleek and soft, wet and hot, Ashe met me with strong lunges of her own. Her head slanted beneath my fingertips. The new angle and hot dart of her tongue made me delirious.
She gripped my arms, spread her thighs, and hooked her boots behind my legs.
When my hard cock hit the juncture of her leathers, she broke off, moaning, “Oh, God, Brodie.”
Make her moan my name before her boots hit the pavement? Consider it done.
I straightened up and held my hand out to her. “Can’t wait to hear you say that when you’re naked.”
“Did I say evil?” She placed her palm in mine. “I meant evil incarnate. You’re a teasing bastard, aren’t you?”
“Looks like a lot more than a little bit.” She stared at the straining bulge inside my pants. The seams were about to burst open, even more so with her appreciative glance.
“Got that right.” I felt smug as shit as I wrapped an arm around her waist, guiding her to the hotel.
I was less than thrilled with the jackass in the monkey suit at the reception desk.
If the dude in the ugly maroon jacket with the “Hi, My Name is Ed” nametag didn’t stop staring at Ashe’s tits, he was gonna make real good friends with my fists. Then we could call him “Dead Ed”. Lucky for him, he handed over the room key at the same time Ashe drove her hand into my back pocket to grab my ass.
The pimply teenager valet-dude offered to take my two bags up on the wheely cart—probably looking for another fifty tip.
“I got this one, braw. But good effort. I like it.”
He grinned at me.
While we waited for the elevator, Ashe narrowed her eyes at me. “So you’re really a big softie.”
I leaned against the wall, crossed my arms, and stared at her through lowered eyelashes. A smile curled my lips. “Not sure who you’re callin’ soft.”
Her gaze darted to the obvious hard formation of my cock.
“My bad.” She tucked her pretty pink lip between her lips.
The elevator dinged, the door opened, and I grabbed her hand to pull her inside. “About to be very bad.”
As soon as the doors closed us inside the empty car, I hit the stop button. Ashe’s eyes flared silver and wide when I cornered her. I dragged my hands through the blonde hair she’d streaked in flirtatious pink, gripping it at the base of her neck. With one yank, I bared her throat. Her breasts swelled against my chest, and I bent to suckle the long column of her neck.
“Your goatee tickles.” She shivered.
“Good or bad?”
She rubbed my short whiskers with her hand. “Good.”
I sucked her skin hard, making sure to leave a mark on her neck. “Just good?”
“Really good!” Her voice rose. “Ahhh, really, really good.”
“Just wait until you feel it against your cunt,” I whispered in her ear.
Ashe rolled her hips forward to hit mine. She dug her fingers into my ass.
I cupped my hand against her mound. Her heat invaded my skin but too much fucking fabric was in my way to do her right.
“Fuck. Why aren’t you wearing a skirt?”
“Don’t do skirts.”
I ripped open the buttons on her pants and slid my fingers inside. A soft little trail of curls led to her plump wet lips.
“A skirt would be easier.” Slipping two fingers into her tight heat, I grinded the heel of my palm against her clit.
Rie is the badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series–a breakthrough trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. Her latest endeavor, the Carolina Bad Boys series, is fun, hot, and southern-sexy.
A Yankee transplant who has traveled the world, Rie started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around.
You can connect with Rie via the social media hangouts listed on her website https://www.riewarren.com. She is represented by Saritza Hernandez, Corvisiero Literary Agency. http://www.corvisieroagency.com/Saritza_Hernandez.html