Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Sexy Men on Bikes

I'd like to welcome Deanna Wadsworth to talk about her latest release Easy Ryder. She has brought along several sexy guys to help make her point. Damn, isn't that a great cover?

I got Easy Ryder first thing on release day and read it in two sittings. I love Micheal and Snake's adventure and their sexy romance.

Take it away, Deanna!

What is it about men on motorcycles that makes them so sexy? And why do we love them so darn much?

Is it the muscles, the leather, or the adrenaline rush of having our arms wrapped around their waist as we fly down the road? Or just the pure, raw masculinity of seeing a guy on the back of a beautifully sculpted piece of machinery capable of taking us away from it all at dangerous, break neck speeds?

Hey, I don’t know what it is, but I love it, LOL

And so does Michael Ryder, the hero and narrator of EASY RYDER.

He is picked up while hitchhiking on the highway during the summer of 1976, America’s 200th birthday by a sexy biker wearing nothing but, boots, jeans, a vest, and dog-tags. Snake is the sexy biker every one of us dream about.

Here’s an exclusive excerpt of the wild ride Snake is about to take Michael on, just for Kayla’s blog and her followers. Enjoy!
Excerpt:  I had no idea what to expect from my current lift, but I would be more than willing to do whatever this rough-hewn biker might require. I studied his hands on the grips, the strong macho lines, deciding a ride in exchange for those hands on my body would be an extremely fair trade.
What that said about me, I didn’t care to think about.
Trying to stay alert despite my exhausted state as we cruised into the bustling metropolis of Indianapolis, I wondered how he could tolerate the cool air wearing only a vest. Even in the height of summer, where the best place for relief from the heat was the night, being on a bike felt chilly. I was grateful for my jacket.
Out of the blue, the chopper whipped to the right.
Startled, I tightened my grip and moved with him, heart skipping several beats. We shifted back to the hammer lane. Then he gunned it, maneuvering past a second car. Thank God this wasn’t my first time on the back of a motorcycle. He hadn’t been kidding when he’d told me to hold on.
He picked up more speed, and my cheeks stung from windburn. The way he drove caused every insect to feel like shrapnel hitting my exposed face and hands. Another bug smacked my chin so I ducked my head and used him as a block, pressing against him more out of safety than any physical desire. The bike had no fairing, but he rode hard anyway, either used to the windy assault or indifferent to it.
Faster and faster we flew down the highway. Like Steve McQueen in that awesome car chase from Bullitt, we wove in and out of traffic with a chopper instead of a ’68 Mustang GT. Traveling at such a breakneck speed, I had to wonder if the man was on the run, desperate to get away from something or someone chasing him. Then again, maybe he just liked the thrill or wanted to scare me.
While part of me feared his recklessness, I longed to wrap my arms around him even tighter, bury my face in his back, and beg him to go faster. Every mile we logged took me farther from my past and closer to my future.
As if sensing my urgency, the bike roared and pushed onward.
Though I might be more at risk from his driving than anything he had planned, my heart thrummed in my chest, racing along with the chopper. I held on to his waist for dear life, his body tense beneath me. Over his shoulder, I squinted against the glaring headlights from oncoming traffic, hoping nothing hit me in the eye, and tried to predict his next move as we approached other cars so I could move accordingly. My every sense had come alive, exhilarated by the unknown dangers on the road ahead.

You can pick up your copy of EASY RYDER today in print and ebook!
Deanna Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published in 2010. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.

Buy Deanna’s books at Dreamspinner Press, Decadent Publishing or at any reputable eBook seller