Casper Crown on a motorcycle is fearless. He's the man everyone wants to be. Every woman wants to say they've had him and most have. I swore I wouldn't let it happen to me. I wouldn't fall prey to his dangerous charisma, but standing at his race tent my resolve...
Charged and explosive. Like a keg of dynamite... Ryker Women come when I call. Panties drop--if they're wearing them, and we both get what we need. No relationships, no attachments, just a good time. So when Kate came into my shop with her wrecked car, her snappy wit, sassiness...