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Temptation Thursdays: “Struggling For Justice (Bantorus MC #6)” by Debra Kayn

Jul 17
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What better way to choose a great book for your weekend escape than by reading a sexy excerpt?


That’s the idea behind my feature, CABR Presents Temptation Thursdays


Today’s excerpt is from STRUGGLING FOR JUSTICE by Debra Kayn


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Let’s roll…


Natalie Oman’s husband murdered his brother before committing suicide, leaving her a widow and struggling for her share of Meghoni Mine. She spends her time avoiding her remaining brother in law and his irrational agenda that someone else murdered both Oman brothers. Finally free from the threats and loneliness that came from her marriage, she’s determined to find a place to teach her self-defense classes and move on with her life. The last thing she expects is a sexy biker to validate her dreams and work his way into her heart.


As the Vice President and the oldest member of the Bantorus MC, Federal Charter, Remmy Hollis lives life hard, wild, and free. Summertime means territory wars, beautiful women, trips back to Pitnam, and chaos. Until one rational decision changes the course of Remmy’s life. The dangerous web of cover-ups surrounding Los Li—the Mexican mafia, puts a target on Natalie’s back. Remmy will bury the secrets and take out anyone who tries to hurt the woman warming his back, even though Natalie’s the one lady who deserves to know the truth.


Each Bantorus MC book features a new couple with their own happily ever after.


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Debra’s introduction to her TEMPTATION THURSDAYS excerpt from “Struggling For Justice”:

At forty years old, Natalie’s gone through the death of her husband and putting her dreams on hold. Then she meets Remmy, VP of Bantorus Motorcycle Club, and he has her thinking it’s okay to live life the way she’s always wanted. And, if that includes wanting to wear bikini tops, cutoffs, and stealing kisses from the sexy older biker, she’d do it!


EXCERPT from “Struggling For Justice”:

“No other women. That’s a deal breaker.”

“Fair enough,” he said.

“Give me a kiss.” She leaned in and kissed him sweetly.

He chuckled, causing her to pull back.

“What?” she asked.

“That’s it?” He tilted his head to the side and squinted at her in disbelief. “You’re going to kiss me with lips tight enough you could whistle when I know what that mouth can do?”

“We’re out in public.” She glanced around. “There’s a group of people walking down the next block, heading this way.”

“I don’t give a shit.” He kept his gaze on her. “I want your tongue inside my mouth, reminding me that you know every part of my body. I want your breath feeding me. I want the taste of you on my lips. I don’t want some pansy ass kiss.”

“Rem…” She pursed her lips to the side and looked up the street.

“Now, lady.”

She moved closer, paused, and studied him. He gave her nothing, because she was going to have to learn he wouldn’t put up with anything but her giving him a hundred percent.

Then, like gas on a flame, she smiled. The devilish gleam in her eye had him hot and willing to walk into fire for her.

She slid her fingers into his hair, fisted the strands, and brought him closer as she leaned down. Without any hesitation, she sealed her lips against his, opened his mouth with her tongue, and properly kissed him.

Her head tilted to the other side, and she deepened the kiss, giving him long sure strokes of her tongue while he absorbed her taste, her arousal, her breath. His cock hardened with each pulse of his heart until his jeans held him back, tormenting him in pleasure.

A soft moan escaped Natalie’s throat. He hungrily took the sound and muffled the noise. Strung tight and hot, he wanted to lay her down on the sidewalk, cover her body, and settle between her legs.

“Disgusting,” a feminine voice said, interrupting his kiss.

Natalie broke away from him and buried her head into his neck, laughing softly. He looked past her at Mrs. Palmer, who sat on the city council, and winked. “You have a good day now, Mrs. Palmer.”

The older woman harrumphed and kept walking. Her husband lifted his chin in approval and followed his wife. Remmy reached behind him, grabbed the helmet, and handed it over to Natalie.

“Let’s get out of here,” he said, starting the engine.


Debra-Kayn-pictureABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Top Selling Romance Author, Debra Kayn lives with her family at the foot of the Bitterroot Mountains in beautiful Northern Idaho. She enjoys riding motorcycles, playing tennis, fishing, photography, and creating chaos for the men in the garage.


When Debra was nineteen years old, a man kissed her without introducing himself. When they finally came up for air, the first words out of his mouth were…will you have my babies? Considering Debra’s weakness for a sexy, badass man, who is strong enough to survive her attitude, she said yes. A quick wedding at the House of Amour and four babies later, she’s living her own unbelievable romance book.



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