Title: Fire Inside by Kristen Ashley
Publication Date: (March 25, 2014; Forever Mass Market; $8.00)
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About the Book:
Lanie Heron isn’t looking for love-no surprise, considering her last serious relationship nearly got her killed. So when Lanie propositions Hop Kincaid, all she wants is one wild night with the hot-as-hell biker who patrols with the Chaos Motorcycle Club . . .
For Hop, Lanie has always been untouchable. She’s too polished and too classy for his taste. But when she gives Hop the once-over with her bedroom eyes and offers him a night in paradise, he can’t say no. And he doesn’t regret it when he finds that Lanie is the best thing that’s ever happened to him-in or out of bed. Now the trick will be to convince her of that.
And with that, we’re off on another glorious, heart-pounding, wild ride with the Chaos MC, courtesy of the freaking brilliant writing of Kristen Ashley. Fire Inside is the story of Hopper “Hop” Kincaid, a
member of the Chaos Motorcycle Club, and Elaine “Lanie” Heron who is the best friend of Tyra, the Club President’s wife.
The gorgeous and loyal-to-a-fault Lanie was almost killed protecting her boyfriend Eliot from the Russian mob. She was left with deep emotional wounds from those horrible events, so she is only looking for a little no-strings-attached fun when she propositions Hop one night:
“No expectations. Just us. One night. Tomorrow, it will be like it’s
always been. Like it didn’t even happen. I promise.” – Lanie
Except that this is a Kristen Ashley novel, Hop is a sexy Alpha-to-end-all -Alphas and Lanie is gorgeous, classy and smart. And the best thing that ever happened to Hop:
“Please be real.”His hand in my hair stilled, curled around my head
and Hop whispered back, “Lady, I’m as real as it gets.”
– Lanie and Hop
Hop and Lanie both start off swearing that there will be no deep emotional attachments. Hop gradually discovers what he really wants. Lanie has a seriously dysfunctional family which has messed up her
head. But Hop is going to fight for them no matter what.
“…It’s a clean, pure beauty the like I’ve never had, I’m gonna respect
it like I feel like I gotta and you’re gonna let me.” – Hop
I LOVED, LOVED, LOVED this book. In fact it might be one of my favorite KA books ever. The super-steamy sex scenes, raw emotions and the honesty just really got to me. I also love that as with most of KA’s female characters, Lanie was a working professional whose job was major part of the storyline. And, most importantly, as with all of KA’s books, Hop and Lanie shared a deep emotional connection. I did not want this book to end. A must-read!
(ARC received via NetGalley)
Hop came out of the bathroom to see Lanie on her feet on the other side of the bed, panties on, hands twisted behind her back putting her bra on. Again.
He didn’t say a word. He prowled to her, reached out an arm the second he was close, yanked her to him and fell to his back in the bed, taking her down with him.
“Hop—” she started, pushing her weight against his arms, but he slid her off him then wasted no time rolling over her and pinning her to his bed.
“Sleep,” he ordered when he caught her eyes in the weak dawn. “After rest, I’ll get coffee, we’ll juice up, then round four.”
She blinked and breathed, “Four?”
“Got lots more I want to do to you,” he informed her and watched her eyes go soft, sexier, then her teeth came out to graze her lush lower lip, also fucking sexy, and her arms slid around him.
But she asked, “What about Tack and Ty-Ty?”
“I’ll make sure the coast is clear,” he told her.
“But they’ll see my car,” she told him.
“I’ll move it,” he offered.
Her hand slid up his back, around his shoulder, and then to his neck where her thumb moved to stroke him.
Her touch was light but, fuck, it felt good. He’d never had a woman touch him in an unconscious way like that, just a touch, a stroke, giving something that meant nothing at the same time doing it without thinking about it meant everything.
“This is just supposed to be one night,” she reminded him quietly, but he saw it in her eyes. She didn’t even try to hide it. She’d bitten off more than she could chew.
He had too and he was nowhere near done eating.
She was cute. She was sweet. She was hot. She was better than he expected and he’d expected her to be pretty fucking good. All that wrapped in a package that gorgeous?
He was nowhere near done eating.
“Change of plans. A night and a morning and, maybe, an afternoon and, possibly, another night,” he amended, and her eyes got softer as her hand slid up to cup his jaw.
“I have to work,” she told him.
“Call off,” he told her.
“I can’t. I own the joint.” She explained something he knew, that she ran her own advertising agency. “And things are a bit crazy.”
Things were always crazy for Lanie. The woman lived crazy. She thrived on it. If there wasn’t crazy, she stirred it up because she couldn’t breathe without it.
“Babe,” he pressed his body into hers, “told you, got more I want to do to you.”
About the author:
Kristen Ashley grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana, and has lived in Denver, Colorado, and the West Country of England. Thus she has been blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her posse is loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write.
Kristen was raised in a house with a large and multigenerational family. They lived on a very small farm in a small town in the heartland, and Kristen grew up listening to the strains of Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon, and Whitesnake. Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music and love was a good way to grow up. And as she keeps growing up, it keeps getting b0etter.