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Making the Cut Synopsis:
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.
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Blog Tour: Nov. 18 to 24th
Can she make the cut?
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17969685-making-the-cut
About the Author:
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.
Buy Links:
Amazon:
Saving Dallas (Book 1): http://amzn.to/17JgAvf
Making The Cut (Book 2): http://amzn.to/17JgEuX
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Making The Cut (Book 2): http://goo.gl/X57eOV
EXCERPT
“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.
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