BEYOND
THE CUT
SHE’S HOLDING ON TIGHT.
As a teen, Dawn ran from a life on the streets straight into the arms of Jimmy “Mad Dog” Sanchez, a biker who promised to be her knight in shining armor. But his lovewas just another
cage. Years later, Dawn’s former life still has its hooks in her and she’ll do
whatever it takes to break free. When Cade “Ryder” O’Connor, a member of a
rival club, makes her an offer, Dawn finds herself in a different, hotter kind
of trouble with one irresistible Sinner…
WILL HE GIVE HER THE RIDE OF HER LIFE?
Cade is an outlaw biker with allegiance to one thing and one thing only: The Sinner’s Tribe Motorcycle Club. But when it comes to the stunningly sexy, fiercely independent Dawn Delgado, Cade finds himself… hungrier for more.
Trouble is on Dawn’s heels and he wants to be the answer to her prayers,
whether she wants him to be or not. What can’t be denied is the red-hot
attraction between them. However, as they fall deeper, the danger rises and
Cade may have to sacrifice it all…
As a teen, Dawn ran from a life on the streets straight into the arms of Jimmy “Mad Dog” Sanchez, a biker who promised to be her knight in shining armor. But his love
WILL HE GIVE HER THE RIDE OF HER LIFE?
Cade is an outlaw biker with allegiance to one thing and one thing only: The Sinner’s Tribe Motorcycle Club. But when it comes to the stunningly sexy, fiercely independent Dawn Delgado, Cade finds himself
New York Times and USA
Today Bestselling author, Sarah Castille, writes contemporary erotic romance
and romantic suspense featuring blazingly hot alpha heroes and the women who
tame them. A recovering lawyer and caffeine addict, she worked and traveled
abroad before trading her briefcase and stilettos for a handful of magic beans
and a home near the Canadian Rockies.
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Excerpt:
“I’m not injured everywhere.” The deep rumble of
his voice made her skin tingle.
“Seriously?” Dawn swallowed hard as her hands
followed the shirt up his torso, her fingers brushing over heated skin and hard
muscle. God, he was magnificent, all taut pecs and rippling abs . Even the
bruises couldn’t mar the perfection of his body. “How can you be thinking of
sex at a time like this?”
His voice dropped, husky and low. “’Cause you’re
standin ’ between my legs wearing a tiny pair of shorts that only cover the top
of your ass cheeks, and a damn tight top that doesn’t hide what you’re
thinking.” He leaned forward in the chair, so close she could feel his breath
on her skin. “And nothing underneath.”
Dawn’s breath hitched and her blood heated,
thundered through her veins. Until this moment, focused on Cade’s injuries, her
attire had been totally irrelevant. “How do you know I have nothing
underneath?”
Cade traced lazy circles up the sensitive skin
of her inner thigh, pausing at edge of her cotton PJ shorts. Dawn stilled as
her brain clouded with desire. It was always this way with Cade: A chemistry so
potent she was surprised they didn’t combust .
“Let’s see.” He slid his finger inside her
shorts and stroked along the sensitive crease at the top of her thigh, sending
a zing of electricity straight to her core.
“Hmmm . Can’t tell. Spread for me, baby. Let me
in.”
Her face flushed. God, the things he said did
all the wrong things to the right parts of her body. “Cade . . .
this isn’t the time. You’re hurt. Let me look after you.”
He grabbed her hips, pulling her so close she
could feel his heat through her clothes. Dawn breathed in his scent of blood
and grass, mixed with heady aroma of leather and manly musk, and a delicious
shiver ran up her spine.
“You are taking care of me,” he said. “Man gets
in a fight. Hurts all over. He wants to feel good. He wants something to make
him forget the pain. And you—all soft and sexy and smellin ’ like flowers—will
do the trick.”
“I thought you came here for help.” Dawn made a
token effort at resistance and raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t realize it was a
booty call.”
“You got the nicest booty I ever seen .” Cade
slid a hand down her hip, and then gave her ass a squeeze. Before she could
move away, his finger was inside her shorts, stroking over the bare skin of her
folds. She gasped as moisture flooded her sex, and her nipples tightened
beneath her thin cotton tank. Had she really thought things would be different
from every other time they’d been together?
“Naughty girl,” he whispered. “You go to bed
without your panties and someone might take advantage.”
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