Teaser: Kiss Me
“I loved you.” She choked back a sob
as the words she’d held back for nine years spilled out. “I never thought for a
moment you were responsible. I had faith in you, but you didn’t have the same
faith in me. You broke my heart.”
Zane rubbed his forearm across his
face, then pitched his bottle over the fence and into the field. “I fucked up.
Big time. I’ll spend the rest of my life regretting it. Hell, I regretted
leaving the moment I drove away and I’ve regretted it every day since.”
Part of her wanted to go to him,
wrap her arms around him and tell it him it was okay. It had felt so right when
he kissed her. Like coming home. Maybe they could pick up where they left off.
Erase the past. But the other part of her knew she couldn’t erase the pain of
losing him, of losing hope and faith and love. She couldn’t erase the
soul-destroying marriage to Mark or the years of hardship of raising Ty alone.
They had changed. She wasn’t Evie anymore. She was Evangeline. And Zane wasn’t
Zane. He was a Sinner, an outlaw, and he lived in a different world.
“I’d better go,” she said. “I have to be at
work early, and I have babysitter coming over to look after Ty.”
“Maybe I should come over . . .”
Evie shook her head. “Let’s take it
slow with you and Ty. One thing you two have in common is that neither of you
is good with change.”
“What about you and me?”
Her mouth went dry, and her stomach
churned. “There isn’t a you and me outside of Ty. I have my life, Zane and you
have yours. We don’t have anything in common anymore.”
“And you and Viper do?” His voice
dropped to a growl, so fierce and low the tree frogs stopped croaking,
silencing the night. “How’d you wind up with that piece of shit?”
“He came to the shop for some paint
work. I didn’t know much about the Jacks so I thought he was just another
biker. He was charming, intelligent . . . probably the most interesting guy I'd
met to since coming to Conundrum. When he came back a third time for a touch-up
on his fender, he asked me out. Bill told me who he was and said I should be
careful."
"Probably made you want him
more," he said quietly.
"Maybe it did. Maybe I wanted
to prove to myself I could handle a man like him—the way I couldn't handle
Mark—and that I didn't need anyone to save me. I made a decision to take
control of my life when things went wrong with Mark. I realized I'd spent too
much time chasing a dream of finding someone to look after me when really I
needed to look after myself. But that's not all it was. I liked him, and I was
flattered by his attention. I enjoy his company. I'm not ashamed of that.” She
turned back to the house and Zane grabbed her arm, spinning her back to face
him.
“You’re done with him. I don’t give
a fucking damn how you feel about him, or what you’ve got going on. He’s a
vicious, ruthless, coldhearted bastard. I know you got that wild in you, and
maybe that’s why you’re with him, but he’s dangerous and I won’t let him near
you or my son.”
Evie shook him off, anger warring
with confusion, her emotions battling against her aching want for the only man
she’d ever loved. “Maybe the reason I was with him is because he reminded me of
you.”
Wrong thing to say. Eyes glittering,
he lunged for her, clasping her wrist in his warm palm, pulling her to him.
“Then be with me.”
“I can’t.” Her throat tightened and
she had to force the words out. “What we had is broken and it can’t be fixed. I
can’t do this with you again. I just couldn’t bear to be with you and have you
disappear again. And I've moved on. I don't need you that way anymore.”
He wrapped his arms around her,
buried his face in her neck. “What we had is still there. I can feel it and I
know you feel it, too.”
His warmth seeped into her skin, his
arms strong around her. Yes, their chemistry was still there. She could feel it
pulsing through veins, an arousal so fierce she could feel it in her fingers
and toes.
“Kiss me.” Zane’s voice was hoarse,
tight. “Kiss me and tell me you don’t feel what I feel. Kiss me and tell me you
want him and not me.”
Unable to pull herself away, her
mind clouded with desire, she acquiesced to his demand. Twining her fingers
through his hair, she pulled him down and kissed him. Zane groaned and squeezed
her so tight , she could feel the press of his buckle against her stomach. His
tongue tangled with hers and he took over, returning her kiss with an intensity
that left her breathless and made her knees tremble. She ached for him, wanted
nothing more than to strip off his clothes and drown in the heat of his body.
“I wanna see you, my sweet Evie. I
wanna bare your body, lick every inch of you, feel your skin against mine. I
wanna be inside you so deep you forget everything but me.”
Evie took a quick glance to each
side to make sure they weren’t in view of the neighbors, but with the trees
around them, and a field to the back, there were well hidden in the shadows.
And although she knew she should refuse him, walk away and hold firm to her
resolve, she licked the taste of him off her lips and whispered, “Yes.”
He slid down the straps of her dress, undid
the catch of her bra, dragging it over her arms, baring her breasts to his
heated gaze. “Ah, God,” he whispered. So fucking beautiful.” He cupped her left
breast in his palm, kneading it gently as he ravaged her mouth with sensual
kisses. White hot heat sizzled down to her core and she moaned.
“I remember that sound,” he
murmured. “I remember everything about that night in the forest, the softness
of your skin, your breath on my cheek, your hard little nipples, the slickness
of your pussy. I remember what it feels like to be inside you. That night
ruined me for other women, Evie. I’ve only ever wanted you.”
He held her arms behind her, pinning
her wrists with one hand while he kissed her breasts, sucked gently on her
nipples, tasting, devouring her. She tugged against his grip, wanting to touch
him, slide her hands over his broad chest, work her fingers through his hair,
and caress those broad shoulders. But he held her fast, and the restraint aroused
her, made her more wanton, more desperate to have him inside her.
“Tell me, Evie.” His voice dropped to a husky
growl. “Tell me you want me.”
“I want you,” she whispered. “It was
always you.”
A dog barked. A man shouted. She
heard the low rumble of a quad in the field and suddenly the fog in her brain
lifted. She was a mom. Ty was sleeping inside. Her neighbors were sleeping only
fifty feet away. She’d just ditched the man she’d been dating for the last four
weeks. What was she doing only hours later in her backyard with the man who had
broken her heart? A man who had walked away and would no doubt leave her again.
A biker. Living the biker life.
Steeling herself, she forced herself
to meet his gaze. “But when I gave up hoping you would ever come back, I let
you go. I’m sorry, Zane. I’m not ready to open that door again.”
He released her so abruptly she
almost lost her balance, but if she’d thought to push him away, she was gravely
mistaken.
“Whatever it takes for you to trust
me, I’ll do.” He wrapped his hand around her neck and leaned down to kiss her
cheek. “If you want me to go slow, I’ll go slow. If you need gentle, I’ll be
gentle. I will do what it takes, however long it takes. But I won’t let anyone
else have you. You are mine, Evie. You’ve been mine since you were eight years
old. And now that I’ve found you again, I’m not gonna let you go.”
Meet Zane & Evie in Sinner’s Steel on
October 6th!
Blurb
HE'S HELL ON WHEELS.
Tall, dark, and dangerously handsome, Zane
"Tracker" Colter is the strong, silent type of tattooed muscle biker
who drives women wild. But as a master of strategy for the outlaw MC club,
Sinner's Tribe, he doesn't have time to play around with groupies and biker
chicks-especially when he can't stop thinking about Evie, the girl who got
away...
SHE'S PLAYING WITH FIRE.
Evie's been in love with Zane ever since
they were children-until he broke her heart and disappeared. Now he's back in
her life, bigger and badder than ever. Zane is stunned by how beautiful and
confident Evie's become, using her artistic talent to customize motorcycles. He
wants her so bad, he'd ride through fire to win her back. There's one problem:
Evie is dating his deadliest rival-the leader of the Black Jacks-and if Evie
and Zane hook up, there'll be hell to pay... in Sinner's Steel.
The Sinner’s Tribe Motorcycle Club Series
Reading Order
Rough Justice (Book One)
Beyond the Cut (Book Two)
Sinner’s Steel (Book Three)
About the Author:
New
York Times and USA Today bestselling author Sarah Castille worked and travelled
abroad before trading her briefcase and stilettos for a handful of magic beans
and a home near the Canadian Rockies. She writes contemporary erotic romance
and romantic suspense featuring blazingly hot alpha heroes and the women who
tame them. Her books include the bestselling “Redemption” fighter romance
series, and the dark, gritty Sinner’s Tribe Motorcycle Club romance series.
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