Author: Shantel Tessier
Genre: Sports Romance
Release Date: June 30, 2015
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I’ve never been one to follow the rules…or the law, for that matter. But when you find yourself behind bars and being offered the opportunity of a lifetime, you take it. I agreed to race motorcycles for Johnny Knight. A very powerful man who wanted me on his team, even knowing I was a liability. But will he still feel that way once he finds out that I had a one-night stand with his daughter? I didn’t mean for it to happen. I didn’t even know who she was until she walked into his office wearing my shirt from the night before. Too bad that was all she wanted—one night. It didn’t really matter who she was, I wanted more. So when she ran, I followed. I should have let her go. That would have been best for both of us. But I have never done what was right, so why start now? I’ve always been willing to take a risk, no matter what it would cost me. And I knew she was worth it all.
I’m Erik Dashling; you can call me Dash. This is my story of how I willingly risked one dream for another. But everyone knows that not all dreams come true.
“Hello ma’am,” he says trying to sound formal. He stretches his hand out to me with a cocky smile on his sexy face.
“Hello,” I say narrowing my eyes on him and cross my arms over my chest. It’s a little late for formalities.
He takes his hand that’s stretched out in front of him and lifts it up to my hair. He pulls back and has a leaf between his fingers.
He chuckles. “Gardening? Looks like you’ve been rolling around in the grass.”
Motherfucker.
He knows. Shit! I didn’t think to look for any video cameras around his gate. I’m sure he has them.
His smirks grows as if he knows what I’m thinking.
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Dashling.” I nod my head.
He gets a cocky look on his face and his eyes sparkle. “Please. Call me, Dash.”
Oh, now the shirt I’m wearing makes sense.
I nod my head once and spin around to face my father. “I need to go shower and then get home. I have homework to do,” I lie. “Excuse me,” I mumble and walk out of the office and start down the hall when I hear Erik speak to my father.
“Will you excuse me, sir?”
As I’m nearing the stairs, I feel a hand on my upper arm. “What the…”
I’m pulled into the hallway and pressed up against the wall. Before I can speak his hands are on my face and his lips are on mine.
I try to fight it, try to push him away, but instead my arms make their way around his neck. My body is still sore as hell from last night. And my pussy has been wet all morning. Although I can’t remember what all he did, my body sure as hell can. His kiss is slow and sweet. He takes his time as his tongue makes long strokes.
He pulls away and a moan slips past my lips. “You taste as good as I remember,” he mumbles. “Like candy.”
I don’t say anything as I stare into his eyes. He gives me a warm smile. “You left this morning without saying goodbye.”
“If I remember correctly, we never really said hello,” I whisper.
He chuckles. “You’re correct.” He leans back into me. “Hello,” he whispers, sending chills down my body.
“Hello,” I answer breathlessly.
“I have something you might like,” he says with a smirk on his face.
“I’m pretty sure I liked it,” I respond still feeling the aftereffects from last night.“Pretty sure?” he frowns. “Well, I will have to remind you of how much you liked it later.” He runs his fingers down the side of my cheek. “You screamed my name so loud my ears are still ringing.” I inhale sharply. He lowers his face to mine and runs the tip of his nose down the side of my face. “You fucking loved every bit of it, darling,” he growls.
Shantel is a Texas born girl who now lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma with her high school sweetheart, who is a wonderful, supportive husband and their four year old little princess. She loves to spend time cuddled up on the couch with a good book
She has published five books in the Undescribable series and 2 books in the DASH series. She considers herself extremely lucky to get to be a stay at home wife and mother. Going to concerts and the movies are just a few of her favorite things to do. She hates coffee, but loves wine. She and her husband are both huge football fans, college and NFL. And she has to feed her high heel addiction by shopping for shoes weekly.
Although she has a passion to write, her family is most important to her. She loves spending evenings at home with her husband and daughter, along with their two cats and dog.
He takes his hand that’s stretched out in front of him and lifts it up to my hair. He pulls back and has a leaf between his fingers.
He chuckles. “Gardening? Looks like you’ve been rolling around in the grass.”
Motherfucker.
He knows. Shit! I didn’t think to look for any video cameras around his gate. I’m sure he has them.
His smirks grows as if he knows what I’m thinking.
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Dashling.” I nod my head.
He gets a cocky look on his face and his eyes sparkle. “Please. Call me, Dash.”
Oh, now the shirt I’m wearing makes sense.
I nod my head once and spin around to face my father. “I need to go shower and then get home. I have homework to do,” I lie. “Excuse me,” I mumble and walk out of the office and start down the hall when I hear Erik speak to my father.
“Will you excuse me, sir?”
As I’m nearing the stairs, I feel a hand on my upper arm. “What the…”
I’m pulled into the hallway and pressed up against the wall. Before I can speak his hands are on my face and his lips are on mine.
I try to fight it, try to push him away, but instead my arms make their way around his neck. My body is still sore as hell from last night. And my pussy has been wet all morning. Although I can’t remember what all he did, my body sure as hell can. His kiss is slow and sweet. He takes his time as his tongue makes long strokes.
He pulls away and a moan slips past my lips. “You taste as good as I remember,” he mumbles. “Like candy.”
I don’t say anything as I stare into his eyes. He gives me a warm smile. “You left this morning without saying goodbye.”
“If I remember correctly, we never really said hello,” I whisper.
He chuckles. “You’re correct.” He leans back into me. “Hello,” he whispers, sending chills down my body.
“Hello,” I answer breathlessly.
“I have something you might like,” he says with a smirk on his face.
“I’m pretty sure I liked it,” I respond still feeling the aftereffects from last night.“Pretty sure?” he frowns. “Well, I will have to remind you of how much you liked it later.” He runs his fingers down the side of my cheek. “You screamed my name so loud my ears are still ringing.” I inhale sharply. He lowers his face to mine and runs the tip of his nose down the side of my face. “You fucking loved every bit of it, darling,” he growls.
Shantel is a Texas born girl who now lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma with her high school sweetheart, who is a wonderful, supportive husband and their four year old little princess. She loves to spend time cuddled up on the couch with a good bookShe has published five books in the Undescribable series and 2 books in the DASH series. She considers herself extremely lucky to get to be a stay at home wife and mother. Going to concerts and the movies are just a few of her favorite things to do. She hates coffee, but loves wine. She and her husband are both huge football fans, college and NFL. And she has to feed her high heel addiction by shopping for shoes weekly.
Although she has a passion to write, her family is most important to her. She loves spending evenings at home with her husband and daughter, along with their two cats and dog.
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