Blog Tour & Giveaway ~ Saving Dallas by: Kim Jones

When the self-righteous, millionaire bachelorette, Dallas Knox walks into Hattiesburg’s largest night club she is looking for one thing – a one night stand with no strings attached. What she doesn’t expect is to find herself at the mercy of the Devil’s Renegades Motorcycle Club and their President-Luke Carmical.

Luke is dangerous, sexy, and dark. The life he lives is far different from the privileged life Dallas is accustomed to.

Can she accept the lifestyle of an MC?

Can she handle the domineering nature of Luke?

Or is it too late to save Dallas from the path she has chosen…

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17876030-saving-dallas

Playlists:
Saving Dallas:
Josephine by The Black Crowes
Myruca by Suvline
Are the good times really over by Merle Haggard
Coal War by Joshua James

You got what I need by Joshua Raidan

She went searching for a one night stand and ended up falling in love with Luke Carmical, President of the Devil’s Renegades Motorcycle Club. Now she must decide how to handle the aftermath of Frankie’s brutal assault and the knowledge that Luke has been lying to her- about everything. Secrets are revealed and more lies exposed as Dallas Knox, CEO of Knox Companies, becomes more involved in the MC. She wonders if this life is enough for her, if this family is really what she wants. When circumstances present her with an unusual twist of fate, Dallas knows without a doubt, that this is the family she has longed for. New problems occur, traumatic events take place and lives hang in the balance as Dallas has to decide what is really most important in life. 

The journey is long. 

The outcome is uncertain. 

Can she make the cut?

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17969685-making-the-cut

Making The Cut Playlist
“No Doubt About It”, Neal McCoy
“Tuesday’s Gone”, Lynyrd Skynyrd
“My Favorite Memory of All”, Merle Haggard
“Blues Man”, Alan Jackson
“Outlaw Women”, Hank Williams, Jr.
“Bulls on Parade”, Rage Against the Machine

 “Free Falling”, Tom Petty

“Sit up, Dallas,” he said to me, his voice feral and full of need. I rose to my knees, rubbing my eyes trying to wake myself up. “You are so beautiful. Especially like this; sleepy and obedient, yet stubborn and defiant. You knew when you put that on that I couldn’t resist you.” 

I looked over at him. I knew my eyes were full of need and my body most definitely was. My nipples had hardened from just looking at him and I could feel the dampness between my thighs. Luke moved behind me in the bed, placed one hand on my hip then gently pushed me between my shoulder blades, urging me down with the other. My face was turned sideways on the pillow, once again, but my ass was in the air and at his mercy. I could feel the excitement building inside of me, mixed with a little nervousness and anxiety.  

“You have the most beautiful ass, baby,” Luke said as he leaned down over me, pressing his lips to the small of my back and sliding his hands under my panties and over the cheeks of my ass. He moved his hands, taking my panties with him and pulled them down my legs, kissing the backs of my thighs as he went. My body was shuddering with excitement and the feel of his lips on my tender skin. His hands ran up my legs; over my calves and thighs to my ass, then up my back until they fisted in my hair. I could feel his long, hard length pressed up against me and I pushed back, anxious for him to be inside me.  

“You want this, baby?” He was back to the endearments and it thrilled me.  

“Yes,” I breathed, trying to sit up so I could put my hands on him. I needed to feel him. I wanted to runs my hands over his muscles and put my lips all over his body. The need was so intense that I actually whimpered. Luke kept a firm hold on my hair, not letting me move.

“Oh, no baby. You are going to lay there and take everything I give you.”  His voice was like silk, sliding over me. “Stay where you are and don’t move. I love looking at you in this position.”  

It was almost embarrassing to me, my ass in the air baring it all for him to see, but Luke had a way of making me feel sexy and wanted and the thought of him enjoying looking at me like this was so overwhelming, that I shivered with excitement. Luke’s hands left my hair and he trailed one finger down my spine to that forbidden place that made me tense, the minute he touched it. He trailed further down, sinking two fingers into my wetness.  

“Fuck, baby. You are so wet.”

I couldn’t see his face, but I was sure he was wearing that dark look I loved so much, with his lips slightly parted. He moved his fingers back up, spreading the dampness from between my legs. I tensed as he put pressure there and he immediately stopped.  

“Relax, babe. I ain’tgonna hurt you. I told you, you would thank me for this.” I stilled completely at his words. Oh, no. No way was that huge cock of his getting anywhere near my ass.  

“No, Luke. I-I can’t,” I stuttered, trying to sit up. Luke placed his hand between my shoulder blades to keep me down.  

“Hush, Dallas. Trust me,” He said soothingly. Of course I trusted him, but it didn’t make it any easier. He positioned himself against the center of me that was now throbbing for attention. He entered me in one swift motion and the air was taken from my lungs.  

“Ah!” I said loudly. Shit, that was deep.  

“Shut up.”  

At Luke’s words, I felt myself tighten around him and my body heated. I loved it when he talked to me like that, but two could play at that game. If I couldn’t talk, the muscles in my soaking wet core that he was buried in, most definitely would. I heard him suck air between his teeth as he pulled out slowly, then slammed into me again. It was too much and not enough. He was killing me, yet I never felt more alive than when he was in me. Luke began to fuck me slowly, placing his hands on my ass and spreading me open. It felt so good as he pounded into me over and over, talking to me in that silky, bedroom voice of his. I felt the familiar rush of ecstasy as began to fuck me harder, pushing me over the edge, but never slowing, even after my body seemed to sink further into the mattress. Luke’s fingers once again found the spot he so desired, and without hesitation, slipped his finger through the tight barrier, while still milking my orgasm from me by sliding his thickness in and out of my drenched pussy.  

“Baby, you feel so good. I love how sweet you smell. Tell me whose pussy this is, Dallas.” He demanded, working his finger and his cock faster, in and out of me. The sensation was so much that I didn’t have the energy to answer him. Instead, I came. I felt the muscles in both places, constricting as he drove in and out of me.  His finger left me, and the feeling was more foreign without him there than it was when he was inside me. He gripped my hips, driving into me mercilessly, and I thought, in that moment, that if he didn’t stop, I would die. I had no control over my body. Luke was holding my hips with his tireless arms. Every muscle I had was like jelly and just breathing was a chore. Luke took full advantage of my relaxed state as he slammed me back onto him over and over and over. This was definitely a punishment fuck and I wasn’t gonna make it. I was quite sure that he knew that too and that was exactly why he was doing it.  

“Tell me who you belong to, Dallas,” he growled from behind me.  

“You,” I managed to squeak, my face muffled by the pillow and the growing throb between my legs, affecting my speech. Luke reached around and began rubbing my clit. The cluster of nerves was so sensitive, that it was almost painful.  

“That’s right, baby. You are mine.” 

Luke increased the movement of his fingers, rubbing furiously against my clit and my dead limbs began to jerk.  

“Come for me,” he demanded in a whisper, and I exploded around him. Luke drove deep one last time and collapsed on top of me. I could feel the mixture of our wetness beginning to slide down my legs. I remember Luke leaving and then returning, placing something cool between my legs, then covering me and turning out the light. I also remember the sound of the door closing behind him as he left the room.

Amazon:

Saving Dallas (Book 1): http://amzn.to/17JgAvf

Making The Cut (Book 2): http://amzn.to/17JgEuX

Smashwords:

Saving Dallas (Book 1): http://goo.gl/GP187f

Making The Cut (Book 2): http://goo.gl/X57eOV

Kim Jones is a writer with big dreams and a creative imagination. Her infatuation with the MC lifestyle inspired her to write a short story about a love affair between a prestigious young woman and a bad-ass biker. After falling in love with her characters, she turned the ten-thousand word short story into a novel. Juggling her full time job as a payroll clerk, her writing, and her role as ol’lady to her husband, Reggie, her first novel, Saving Dallas, was published in May of 2013.

Kim resides in Collins, MS with her husband and two dogs. She plans to write three books in the Saving Dallas series. The final book will be released in early 2014.

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