Page Princess: THROTTLE ME by Chelle C. Bliss

Title: THROTTLE ME

Series: Men of Inked #1

Author: Chelle Bliss

Publish Date: 03.31.14

Publisher: Chelle Bliss

Category /Genre: Contemporary Romance

Received from: Chelle Bliss (in exchange for an honest review)

Recommended for: 18+ due to explicit sexual content

Tour by: Chelle Bliss

Date completed: 04.07.14

Goodreads link: THROTTLE ME

Description from the publisher:

Suzy’s a control freak and has her life mapped out - work hard, find a man with a stable job, and live happily ever after. She’s content with the status quo, but her plan comes to a screeching halt when he enters her life and turns it upside down.

City gave up on love when his heart was crushed in college, preferring to be the typical bachelor. He spends his nights hopping from one bed to another and his days working at his family tattoo shop, Inked. A chance encounter on a dark road makes him question what he had sworn off forever – a relationship.

A night of passion and lust causes them to question everything. Is City the knight in shining armor to the damsel in distress? Can their relationship survive when a fantasy falls apart and a secret comes out that changes everything?

This is the first book in the Men of Inked Series.

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This is the first book in the Men of Inked series. It stands alone, but Sophia and Kayden from the Love at Last series are strong, supporting characters in this story. Reading this book made me want to read that series as well.

It is very easy for me to relate to Suzy. She is not the most confident woman when it comes to men. She has a plan for everything and in the beginning, Suzy didn’t know if she wanted to become involved with City. He wasn’t the type of guy she had planned for her life. Did she want to spend time on a dead end road? Did she want to risk the heartache that was sure to come when it ended? On the other hand, City is just the kind of sexy, alpha male she fantasizes about. She just didn’t plan for tattoos and piercings. Though theirs is not a D/s relationship (little communication regarding scenes, no safe words, no obvious protocols), the indicators for the dynamic are all there.

I am looking forward to reading more of this series. Chelle, please don’t have us hanging too long!

Grammar/editing: ungraded – book received as an unedited ARC / errors excused

The Men of Inked series:

Throttle Me
Hook Me
Throttled
Resist Me
Uncover Me (not yet released)

Other Books from Chelle Bliss:

Love at Last Series:

Kayden: The Past (#0.5)
Untangle Me (#1)

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AMAZON-UK
AMAZON-CA

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BARNES&NOBLE

“Joey.” My sister stood with her face invading my personal space.

“What, Iz?” I looked up at her and noticed her squinty eyes as she studied me.

“What are you grinning about?”

“Nothing.”

“Oh, bullshit.” She pointed her finger at me and tapped me on the forehead.

“You’ve met someone. Spill it, brother.”

“There’s nothing to tell. You think you’re a mind reader, but you aren’t, sis.”

“I’ve known you my entire life. You walk around here all moody and serious, but today I’d say you’re almost glowing ya big pansy ass.”

“Fuck off, love.”

“Oooo, jackpot. Who is she?” A giant smile crept across her face as he leaned forward and stared in my eyes. She wasn’t going to let it go. Everyone stopped what they were doing to listen to what I had to say and Isabella’s impending inquisition.

“Fine, Iz. I met her last night and I’m taking her out tonight. Happy?”

Iz twirled around and giggled like a school girl. “Extremely, big brother.” She kissed me on the cheek. I leaned back in my chair and watched as my sister celebrated like I was about to walk down the aisle.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, Iz. It’s just a date.”

“Oh, now come on. I can tell by the look on your face that she’s a little bit more than just a simple date. I want the deets.”

Grunting, I crossed my arms over my chest. “She was stranded and I stopped to help her. I brought her home and I’m taking her out tonight, simple as that.”

“Hmmm.” She came closer not believing a word that I spoke.

“Izzy, leave it at that.”

“Who is she?”

“She’s a school teacher, but I don’t know much about her.”

“You’ve had sex with this girl. I can tell.” Izzy poked me in the chest. “You can’t hide anything from me.”

“Well, shit, Iz. That’s none of your business, really.” The door chimed as my client walked through the door. I was thankful that I had a reason to end the conversation and save the grilling for another day. But I wouldn’t get too comfortable. I knew my sister’s interrogation would happen sooner rather than later.