Taken by Temptation: Trent (Rugged Riders Book 2) by Kirk Ambrielle

Author:Kirk, Ambrielle [Kirk, Ambrielle]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Obsidian Gem Publishing LLC
Published: 2014-08-13T04:00:00+00:00

9

Zaira tried to convince herself that the only reason she accepted Trent’s offer to come by the shop was that she really needed the maintenance done on her motorcycle. She wasn’t an avid rider like her dad, so keeping up the maintenance schedule was always an after thought. The bike pretty much stayed locked up and covered in her garage most weeks.

She came to a halt near the front of the building, stopping in front of the open garage door of the shop and removed her helmet.

Trent came out from behind a storage shelf to meet her, wiping his hands on a cloth towel. He had on a pair of basketball shorts and nothing else. Of course, he didn’t seem to care about wearing the black grease stains on his skin. She didn’t either. There was a fresh sheen of sweat on his copper-toned skin which seemed to accentuate the muscles strewn across his entire body. Zaira probably would have begun drooling if she hadn’t caught herself staring.

“Hey Beautiful.”

She smiled. “Hi Handsome.”

“How are you feeling?”

“Relaxed, actually. I took another nap after you left this morning,” she said, eyeing his lips.

Trent grinned. “I figured you needed a longer one.”

He grabbed her hips gently, his fingers sliding against her bare belly under her midriff top. She inhaled taking in the smells of fresh soap and cologne mixed with sweat and engine grease. It was an intoxicating combination, activating her desire for him once again. Two rounds of sex for one day should have been enough, but it wasn’t…

Zaira pulled him into her by the forearms and they kissed. He tasted better than last night. His kisses were certainly softer than they were last night, but then again, they had both been out of control. She pressed her breasts to his chest, not giving a damn about getting her clothes messy. She’d known better than to get fancy to come to a repair shop, so she’d settled for a short top and a pair of jeans.

They rolled her motorcycle inside and he closed the garage door.

“We’re closed on Sundays, so we shouldn’t get any regular customers,” Trent said.

“Regular?” She followed him back to the corner of the shop where he’d emerged from earlier.

“The shop is owned by Rugged Riders members. It’s opened for regular operations Monday through Saturday. We have about five employees on the payroll, but I’m sure I’m not the only one that stops by on the regular to maintain my ride.”

“Sounds convenient.” Zaira leaned against a worktable. “Isn’t this where you worked part time when you first moved here?”

“You actually remember all that?” He smiled and came over to the table and shuffled through some tools. “Between my side gig and looking for legitimate work, yes, this is where I spent most of my days and nights.”

“By side gig…do you mean gambling?”

Zaira observed as the Adam’s apple on his throat bobbed. “Yeah. Kind of like what you saw on Friday night. Gambling, sports and race betting…you name it. After my dad got locked up, I practically lived in Las Vegas when I was serious about it.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.