Inked (MF)

Inked 1

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 29,650
11 Ratings (4.3)

Around town Cadeon Morris is known as trouble. He rides a Harley, owns a tattoo shop, and gives ink to the local biker gang in town. He is who he is, and explains himself to no one.

Stella Lore is the daughter of Mickey “Scary” Lore, the leader of the biker gang in Reckless. She is used to having no dates, especially when the members of the MC threaten any guy that shows an interest in her. But at twenty-three she wants to experience life for herself, go wild, and do something that she may regret later.

It’s time for Stella to get a little ink of her own, and Cadeon is going to be the man to give it to her. Getting it on with a bad boy sounds like a pretty good way to let loose, but it seems Cadeon is the only one all for it.

Be Warned: rimming, spanking

Inked (MF)
11 Ratings (4.3)

Inked (MF)

Inked 1

Evernight Publishing

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 29,650
11 Ratings (4.3)
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Perfect MC novella, really look forward to the rest of the small series :)
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You can't really go wrong with Jenika Snow. While the back story and character development are limited, the novella scorches the pages as usual. A good May-December read that will stay on my e-reader for another time I need a pick me up.
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Excerpt

“Take that fucking bra off.” He growled out those words, but no way in hell was she going to not listen to him. As it was she wanted to submit to him, wanted him holding her hands above her head so she was helpless and at his mercy, and wanted this biker and tattoo artist to do all kinds of wicked things to her.

She reached behind her and unclasped her bra, but for a second all she did was let the once confining material hang off of her shoulders. Her breasts were big because she was a larger sized woman. The bottom of the mounds now spilled out the bottom of the underwire, and she stared at Cadeon as he dipped his gaze low and stared at the flesh that was exposed.

“Take it completely off, Stella.” He ran a hand over his jaw, but he was still looking at her chest.

Stella loved how he said her name, loved the way it made her feel and had her pulse increasing. She reached up and slipped the straps down her arms. The cool air brushed along her chest, and she felt her nipples harden even further to the point they ached.

“The pants, Stella. Take off the fucking pants.”

He sounded guttural and harsh, and she had a hard time keeping her eyes open. She went for her jeans and unbuttoned them, and as soon as she had the zipper down he was right back in front of her and framing her face with his hands.

“You have no fucking idea how hot you are to me, or how much I want you.”

Oh, she had an idea how much he wanted this, because his erection was really straining against the front of his pants.

He let go of her face and grabbed both of her hands in his. Placing her open palm on one of his hard pecs, he stared into her eyes and leaned down to kiss her. The muscle beneath her hand jumped, and she could feel how strong he was even from this one simple touch. Still running his tongue along her top and bottom lip until she was a quivering mess, he took her other hand and placed it right over his hard dick. Her mouth dried further, and she felt her eyes widen. Cadeon was a big man, and his cock was no different. Seeing his length pressed against his pants was so not in the same field has having her hand right on it. The few times she had been with a guy didn’t even equal the intensity of which she was feeling for Cadeon right now. Cadeon hadn’t even gotten his dick out, and she was wetter and hotter than she had ever been in her entire life. This was three years of arousal built up, and if she didn’t feel that hard shaft of his plunging into her, she was going to spontaneously combust.

“You see what you do to me?” He wasn’t kissing her any longer, but he still had his mouth pressed to her hers, and every word that he had said caused his lips to move along hers. “I am so fucking hard, baby,” he panted against her mouth, “That the saying ‘could drive nails through steel’ is pretty fucking accurate of my condition right now.”

A small gasp left her, and she closed her eyes.

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