on March 31, 2014
Genres: Adult Fiction, Contemporary Romance, Erotica, New Adult, Romance
Suzy’s a control freak and has her life mapped out - work hard, find a man with a stable job, and live happily ever after. She’s content with the status quo, but her plan comes to a screeching halt when he enters her life and turns it upside down.
City gave up on love when his heart was crushed in college, preferring to be the typical bachelor. He spends his nights hopping from one bed to another and his days working at his family tattoo shop, Inked. A chance encounter on a dark road makes him question what he had sworn off forever – a relationship.
A night of passion and lust causes them to question everything. Is City the knight in shining armor to the damsel in distress? Can their relationship survive when a fantasy falls apart and a secret comes out that changes everything?
Throttle Me by Chelle Bliss
Men of Inked Series Book #1
“Joey.” My sister stood with her face invading my personal space.
“What, Iz?” I looked up at her and noticed her squinty eyes as she studied me.
“What are you grinning about?”
“Oh, bullshit.” She pointed her finger at me and tapped me on the forehead. “You’ve met someone. Spill it, brother.”
“There’s nothing to tell. You think you’re a mind reader, but you aren’t, sis.”
“I’ve known you my entire life. You walk around here all moody and serious, but today I’d say you’re almost glowing ya big pansy ass.”
“Fuck off, love.”
“Oooo, jackpot. Who is she?” A giant smile crept across her face as he leaned forward and stared in my eyes. She wasn’t going to let it go. Everyone stopped what they were doing to listen to what I had to say and Isabella’s impending inquisition.
“Fine, Iz. I met her last night and I’m taking her out tonight. Happy?”
Iz twirled around and giggled like a school girl. “Extremely, big brother.” She kissed me on the cheek. I leaned back in my chair and watched as my sister celebrated like I was about to walk down the aisle.
“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Iz. It’s just a date.”
“Oh, now come on. I can tell by the look on your face that she’s a little bit more than just a simple date. I want the deets.”
Grunting, I crossed my arms over my chest. “She was stranded and I stopped to help her. I brought her home and I’m taking her out tonight, simple as that.”
“Hmmm.” She came closer not believing a word that I spoke.
“Izzy, leave it at that.”
“Who is she?”
“She’s a school teacher, but I don’t know much about her.”
“You’ve had sex with this girl. I can tell.” Izzy poked me in the chest. “You can’t hide anything from me.”
“Well, shit, Iz. That’s none of your business, really.” The door chimed as my client walked through the door. I was thankful that I had a reason to end the conversation and save the grilling for another day. But I wouldn’t get too comfortable. I knew my sister’s interrogation would happen sooner rather than later.