Title: Two Bit
Series: Satan's Fury MC #7
Author: L. Wilder
Genre: MC Romance
Release Date: August 22, 2017
Where I was his weakness, he became my strength.
Two Bit:
I've never been one to hold back. I’ve always said what was on my mind-- right or wrong-- and earned my name because of it. Giving my two cents hasn’t always been a good thing, but on one fateful night, it led me to her. She was a once in a lifetime kind of girl. Undeniably beautiful. Fearless. Unforgettable.
She was like a wildfire, scorching my soul, and in an instant, she had the power to burn right through me. I wanted her, but getting mixed up with her nearly cost me my life.
I tried to fight it. I tried to save myself from the flame... but after one touch, I knew there was no turning back.
Zoe would be mine.
Zoe:
Sometimes, you’ve got to hit rock bottom before you can find a way to move forward. Well, it’s time for me to find a way to move forward, because I’ve sure as hell hit rock bottom.
My father, the president of the Chosen Knights, died and left me a legacy I didn't want. The club was supposed to be my family, but with my father gone, they’d gotten tangled up in things I wanted no part of. I wanted out, but I was stuck with no money and no place to go. I’d thought all hope was gone, until he walked into the bar. Like he’d stepped out of my dreams, he was everything I’d ever wanted. Handsome. Courageous. Passionate.
Being with him came at a price—a price I wasn’t sure either of us could pay.
When sparks fly and ignite a war, who will be left standing in the ashes?
In my mind, I knew I shouldn’t be there with him, that it was too much of a risk, but my heart just wasn’t listening. Even though I’d tried to keep my guard up, spending more time with him had only made me more attracted to him. His sense of humor, his sexy smile, and that body that made my pulse race were just too hard to resist. He shifted his stance as he looked at me, his eyes glistening in the darkness. I knew what was coming and glanced away. Then, unable to resist the temptation, I looked back at him. He hovered over me as his eyes roamed seductively across my lips, and I could only sit there frozen with excitement and anticipation. I couldn’t remember ever wanting anything more than feeling his lips against mine, and the waiting was pure agony. I should’ve been patient, but I couldn’t help myself. I inched closer, leaning towards him, but he never made his move. Instead, he just stood there staring at me with lust-filled eyes. Without thinking, I mumbled, “Um… I thought you were going to kiss me?”
His eyes sparkled with mischief as he asked, “What made you think I was going to kiss you?”
Embarrassment washed over me. “I guess I was just hoping you would.”
His voice was low and raspy as he asked, “You want me to kiss you, Zoe?”
I nodded as I answered, “Yes.”
“Well, I’m not so sure that’s a good idea.”
“Why not?”
His dark eyes flickered with hunger as they dropped to my breasts. “I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop once I get started.”
I hesitated for only a moment before I replied, “Maybe I don’t want you to stop.”
“Zoe,” he whispered slowly, prolonging each letter of my name as if to savor them. His eyes locked on mine as he leaned forward, but just as his lips were about to touch mine, he stopped. My lips parted, and our breaths mingled. The electricity crackled between us, making my entire body hum. I eased forward, trying to close the distance between us, but he quickly leaned out of my reach. I look up at him with disappointment. “Seriously?”
He paused, not to refuse, but to appreciate the moment before slipping his hand behind my neck and pulling me forward, crashing his mouth against mine. His lips were soft and full as they covered mine. It was like they were made just for me. His warm, wet tongue ran across my bottom lip as his hands snaked down my back. They were strong and sure as he pulled me closer to him. His touch. His scent. His taste. Everything about him made entire body tingle with desire. I had longed for that moment. It had been all I could think about, but I could’ve never imagined it could feel so good, so right. My fingers raked through his hair as I moaned against his mouth.
His eyes sparkled with mischief as he asked, “What made you think I was going to kiss you?”
Embarrassment washed over me. “I guess I was just hoping you would.”
His voice was low and raspy as he asked, “You want me to kiss you, Zoe?”
I nodded as I answered, “Yes.”
“Well, I’m not so sure that’s a good idea.”
“Why not?”
His dark eyes flickered with hunger as they dropped to my breasts. “I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop once I get started.”
I hesitated for only a moment before I replied, “Maybe I don’t want you to stop.”
“Zoe,” he whispered slowly, prolonging each letter of my name as if to savor them. His eyes locked on mine as he leaned forward, but just as his lips were about to touch mine, he stopped. My lips parted, and our breaths mingled. The electricity crackled between us, making my entire body hum. I eased forward, trying to close the distance between us, but he quickly leaned out of my reach. I look up at him with disappointment. “Seriously?”
He paused, not to refuse, but to appreciate the moment before slipping his hand behind my neck and pulling me forward, crashing his mouth against mine. His lips were soft and full as they covered mine. It was like they were made just for me. His warm, wet tongue ran across my bottom lip as his hands snaked down my back. They were strong and sure as he pulled me closer to him. His touch. His scent. His taste. Everything about him made entire body tingle with desire. I had longed for that moment. It had been all I could think about, but I could’ve never imagined it could feel so good, so right. My fingers raked through his hair as I moaned against his mouth.
Leslie Wilder grew up in a small town in West Tennessee. A country girl at heart, she’s always thought that life is too short, but she had no idea how short it really was until her brother passed away in 2014. She’s always been an avid reader, loving the escape only a great book can give, and wondered if she had what it took to write one of the wild romances she’d come to adore. With the support of her family and friends, she published Inferno: A Devil Chaser’s MC, one year after her brother’s death. With him in mind, she fulfilled her lifetime dream of writing. Since then, she’s completed the Devil Chaser’s Series and continued on with the Satan’s Fury MC Series. She has so many stories in her head, and can’t wait to share each and every one.
Leslie has been blown away by the support of her readers, appreciating every message, review, and encouraging word she’s received over the past year. She looks forward to continuing this journey with them for years to come.
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