Book Review and Giveaway: Under His Skin

Under His Skin

by S.I. Hayes and J. Haney

Genre: Contemporary Romance with a twist of Suspense

At twenty-six Dorian Gallagher has it all. Money, power, he’s used to fast cars and faster women. He gets what he wants when he wants it. Being put in charge of the build for the Gallagher family’s newest theme park has dropped him in Tennessee. Bored out of his mind he decides to go get some new ink and finds himself face to face with a beautiful woman who doesn’t know his famous last name. Can he charm this dark beauty, or will she just stick him and run?

Charlotte (Charlie) Herrick is a free spirit. She drives a big truck, rides a motorcycle and carries a gun. All while dancing around in the layers of tulle that make up her usual cheek baring tutus. Her life was hers. Until she meets Dorian Gallagher, now she doesn’t know which way is up and life has become something more than just the shop, fishin’ and moonshine. He says he’s just here for the year, so she convinces herself it’s just a fling. Can she stay true to her convictions or will this Amusement Park Prince finally get his princess?

*Trigger Warning- Violence

**Erotic Elements

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J. Haney was born and raised in Kentucky, currently residing in Greenup County, Kentucky with her family, where she is the proud mamma to Jessalyn Kristine and co-owner to Proud Momma Designs, which she runs with her amazing Momma. J. Haney’s work tends to lean toward sweet and sexy, with suspenseful undertones giving her readers something to hold onto. It’s what she calls Real Life Romance.

S.I. Hayes was born and bred in New England, currently living in Ohio. Running around Connecticut, she used all of her family and friends as inspiration for her many novels. When not writing Paranormal Drama or Erotic Romance she can be found drawing one of many fabulous book covers or teasers, to see them check out her web site.

The pair met while working for a previous publisher and became fast friends, their split dynamics and views on life, family and love in general led to the idea of A County Fair Romance and A Sex, Drugs and Rock Romance adding to it Working Class Beauties and soon Kincaid Falls. Along with various Standalone novels. So, keep your eyes open and a fresh pair of panties close by, you know just in case.

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Charlie

Wrist work, hard pressed, and coming up… This is what I’ve been exposed to for the last little bit. It has been funny watching Dorian squirm though. I got Dorian all wrapped up so we could sit at the front desk and wait for the food. He’s going through my books now, of pieces I’ve drawn and actual work I’ve done mostly humming here and ahhing there.

“Tell me Dorian why Tennessee? Other than this park you’re putting in.”

“I’m from LA and I’m just here for the park. The old man thinks it’s a good place to put in a new one. He can’t be here so I am.”

“Got a woman back home? Maybe a kid or two?”

Dorian shakes his head no. “No?”

“More the hit’ em and quit’ em type?”

“Not exactly.”

“You’re very vague.”

“Your questions are open ended.”

“Ever planning on getting rid of the bad boy look?”

“This is just my weekend gear. Monday through Friday, I’m in a suit.”

I look from Dorian down to myself. “Yeah, not me.”

“We all got our uniforms. Yours is just less than mine.”

I stand as I see the pizza guy heading for the door. I walk past Dorian to get the food. Dorian goes to get up. “Don’t worry about it’s already covered.”

“I said I’d take care of it.”

“It’s your birthday remember?” Dorian gives me a half-hearted grin. I get all the food in and lock back up. I move things off the desk and set the food out. “Want a Pepsi or Coke?”

“Coke, please.”

I nod walking off down the hall. I grab a Pepsi for me and a Coke for Dorian. As I come back down the hall I ask another question. “How’d you get out without your shadow?”

Dorian starts laughing. “Um, I sneezed.”

“Okay?”

He sighs. “Connor’s a bit of a clean freak. So, when I sneezed he was afraid I was getting a cold, he started disinfecting the cabin right down to the dog.”

“Are you sure he isn’t gay?”

“No, he’s got a girlfriend back home.”

“Makes sense. He seems like a good one.” Dorian scoffs and shakes his head. “You’re getting better, but you’ve been a dick from our first meeting.”

“You ain’t been no picnic either, sweetheart.”

“I never said I wasn’t a bitch.”

“Shut up and eat.”

“You can’t make me.” I say looking at him with my hands on my hips. Dorian whispers something to himself as he stands. I start backing up. “What are you doing?

Dorian picks up a potato skin then starts walking toward me. For every step, he’s taken toward me I’ve taken two backward. He picks up his pace. “Come on eat it and nobody gets hurt.”

I look to my sides then dart to the right, so I’m not pinned against the door. “I’m not afraid of getting hurt.”

Dorian takes one step forward and one to the right then he’s got an arm wrapped around my middle. He has the potato skin in his other hand coming at my mouth. I cover my face with his chest and my arms.

Dorian pins me against him and the island before he hand trails up my back and snatches my ponytail. He pulls me too look at him. My green eyes met his blue ones and for once I’m afraid of losing.

Dorian is holding the potato skin in his thumb and ring finger then with his index and middle finger around my nose. I hold my breath and it doesn’t take long before I start squirming. He lets loose my hair and starts tickling me then let’s loose of my nose. I don’t think twice I cup his nuts and cock in one hand and then bite his nipple.

Dorian laughs. “You desperate, desperate woman.” Then he smashes the potato on my head.

“You lost. I didn’t eat it.”

“Eat it, wear it, let them have cake.” He grabs a piece of cake and is heading right for me.

“Hey, hey we’re supposed to be finishing you ink tonight.” I say holding my hands up in front of me.

“Eat the cake.”

“No.”

“Come on you know you want it.”

“Boy isn’t that a loaded statement.”

Dorian doesn’t hesitate he smashes the cake in my cleavage. I cup him again because I know it’s the only way I can keep him from moving. I get the cake from my tits and rub in down his face.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, stop, stop. I lost a contact lens.”

“Can you see anything?”

“Sure, on the right side.”

I cover my mouth trying not to giggle. “I’m sorry.”

Dorian is wiping cake from his face. “It’s okay I’m just half blind now”

“Want me to take you home? I can finish up any day.”

“I just need a sink.”

“And I need a shower. You know I didn’t care about my hair but the girls didn’t do anything to you.”

“Yes, teasing me all fucking night.” He mumbles walking away. 

Dorian

Lust the second circle of Hell I am in it deep. If I thought she was killing me in those shorts, I am officially dead now that she’s come out in a corset and leather mini skirt. She acts strange while we eat, like that shower washed away the sass and spitfire, making her awful agreeable. Not sure what to do with that, but I know it’s taken a lot of concentration to not pop wood or do the things my body is screaming at me to do. I don’t know if we were playing or flirting or both. She cleans up the back of the shop as I take care of the front and then we are headed for her truck.

“You gonna need a hand in with that skirt on?” I ask, looking at her trying to negotiate the height of her truck.

“Uh- Nope I can handle it.” She tries getting a leg up, but the skirt won’t allow her to lift it high enough without her having to hike it up to her waist.

“Just let me give you a boost.” I come around the truck and bend down, cupping my hands into a low step. She hesitates but steps up, as she hits the trucks step I push her up from the hips and realize the possible cause for her sudden lack of playfulness. The girls got no panties on, and from the scent I’ve just been slammed with, I’d say I’ve gotten her motor running a few times tonight. I groan internally, as she slides into the truck and I close the door.

 I come around and take my spot next to her, strapping myself in before I can do anything I may regret.

“My place is just up in to the back of the mountain.” I manage with a dry throat.

“Okay, just um let me know where to turn off.”

“You got it.” I sit back and stare forward. Fuck me this girl as a friend thing, I don’t think I’m capable of it. I just keep thinking about getting that bottom lip of hers bouncing off my cock. I sit here and start to play with my snake bite piercing, popping the barbells up and out of my mouth.

That is until I notice her wiggle in her seat, I know that wiggle, I’ve caused it enough in my lifetime. She’s gonna leave a spot on the seat if she isn’t careful. “You alright?” I ask. “You got awful quiet.” I click my tongue.

“Fine.” She quips quickly.

“You sure there’s nothing I can help you with?”

She clears her throat, and answers again only this time through her teeth. “Positive.”

I nod as we hit a red light. I’m half tempted to just slip across the seat and get my fingers up that skirt, but she’s still got me on lock down with her movements. I watch her as she down shifts and the truck stalls for a second.

She’s as frustrated as me, maybe more. It’s written all over her face. We have just passed her house and are surrounded in darkness as we pull into my driveway. It’s pitch blackness, meaning Connor is a sleep.

“Give me a moment, I’m just gonna grab a new set of contacts. I’m not waking him up.”

She nods at me, not speaking. I run into the house and pat Royal on the head before heading in to the bathroom for a new pair of contacts. Fuck, that was my last set? Damn it, I go into the bedroom and grab my wire frame glasses and putting them on head back outside.

I open the truck door and I can smell her. My cock twitches and I need a breather, but there’s no time, I’m back in the truck and sitting beside her once again.

“Back to get your car?”

“Seems that way, doesn’t it?”

“Yup.”

It would seem she hit every pot hole and bump on the way back, I watch her squeezing her thighs together more than a dozen times and I just keep thinking about how wet she must be. How ready to take a cock, my cock? Can’ t stop thinking about getting between her thighs and making her whimper my name. How hot it could be to just pull off to the side of the road, and drag her little body down the seat and bury my face in her pussy. I have to adjust my sitting position, so she doesn’t see the now raging hard on I’ve got.

We get to my truck and she pulls up right next to it.

“When do you want me to come back in? I’m working eight to four all week.”

“I have all the stuff I need at my house. If coming to the shop is too much I mean I can do it at home.”

“Then you would just have to stop off on your way home”

I unstrap myself and turn to her. “You sure that’s a good idea?” I ask, my hands moving toward her on the seat.

“It’ll be fine.”

“I just don’t want some boyfriend or brother knocking in my door because they think something is going on. I mean between us.”

“There is no boyfriend, you’ve seen my brother, does he really scare you?”

“No, not particularly.” I laugh, as I realize I’ve traveled across the seat. We’re just inches from each other. “Well, good night.” I smirk getting out of her tuck and into my SUV. Before I can even get it started she’s peeled away. She hits the light and I’m right behind her, we get out of town and hit the back road and I can’t take it anymore. I rev my engine, drop the gear and I’m in front of her. She tries to pass me but I swerve and cut her off, driving into the shoulder taking her with me.

I’m out of the SUV in a flash and as she’s still looking around I rip her car door open. She tries to speak but I don’t give her the chance I’m up on the step and my lips crash on to hers.

She breaks the kiss, “Are you crazy? You couldn’t have just followed me home or some-” I silence her with a harder deeper kiss. I lean in to her pulling her toward me, my hand slipping between her legs. She slams her thighs closed on it, but I’ve already got a hold of her. My thumb slips up and connects under her hood. She bites down on my lip and I smile as her thighs part and I’m able to drive my middle fingers into her. She grabs my wrist as she slides up and down on the seat and my hand. I kiss down her neck and lick across the top of each lifted breast then go back to her moaning mouth, feeling her start to tighten up around me. She comes, and I break the kiss finally.

“I’ll see you tomorrow at your place around five-thirty.” With that I walk away going back to my truck sucking her cum off my fingers.

~Dorian~

Tomorrow I turn twenty-six. With no one around and nothing to do for the occasion I’ve decided that I’m going to treat myself. After scouring the town of Gatlinburg Connor came across The Den, tattoos and piercings. He went through their custom book and promises me that I’ll be happy with the choice. Of course, the way he says it, makes me wonder just what else is going on.

I toss on my jeans and work boots then a black tank and take out my diamond tunnels replacing them with five silver hoops. Three in the left ear and two in the right. My first hole is a ten gauge, followed by a twelve and then a fourteen. Nothing that they can complain about at the office, no matter what I wear. I put on my rings and gel up my dark brown hair and grabbing my Oakley’s I’m ready to go. First stop is the Mercedes-Benz dealer. My custom ordered 2017 GLS in metallic blue is ready for us to pick up. Now I can say good bye to the town car and be in something I’d actually like driving.

“Connor, you ready?” I holler coming out of my room.

“Aren’t I usually?” He metronomes at me. I like the guy but I swear sometimes he has the personality of a sea slug, but eh, he’s been with the family for more than a decade. He’s loyal and knows his shit. Taught me to fight and to be a gentleman. Not that I ever have much use for either skill. I pat his back and we head for the car and start our journey back into Gatlinburg.

Connor drops me off at the car dealership and takes the car back to the rental place while I finalize the paperwork here. The salesman Dick is excited to show me all the bells nad whistles. Like the built in WIFI, back up cams and Bluetooth radio. I smile and nod while he goes on about things I know all about. I mean I did order the shit, didn’t I? After about fifteen minutes of listening to him rapid fire sell me a SUV I already bought, I’ve had enough.

“Hey, Dick? I got it man, I’m buying it, stop tryin’ so fuckin’ hard.”

“Oh, well I- um…”

“Relax. You’ve got the sale, go smoke or something. Sheesh.”

Dick nods and then asks me to follow him to the back for the finalization. It took long enough. It’s already four fifteen, and I have an appointment to keep.

***

Ten to five and we’re pulling in to the parking lot of the strip mall that houses The Den. We’re about to make a right hand turn when out of nowhere a cherry red Ford F-450 Superduty cuts in front of us! “Fucking asshole!” I scream as Connor slams the breaks and my shoulder gets pulled. Fuck that shit hurts.

The truck just keeps going like they didn’t even see us. I watch as it parks while Connor is looking for a space. Out hops this tiny brunette wearing a fucking tutu! “What the fuck is wrong with people? Have they all lost their ever lovin’ minds?” I shake my head and Connor just laughs parking us.

“Let’s go Mister Sunshine and rainbows.” He urges me to get out of the SUV and I do, heading straight for the tattoo shop.

Walking inside I look around. It’s well-lit and smells clean. That’s a good start then I look over toward the desk and see the back end of a chick, bent down going through her purse. That wouldn’t be an issue except this chickie well she just so happens to be wearing boots and a tutu.

“Are you fucking serious?” I whisper to Connor who just shrugs and pushes me forward. “Aghem.” I clear my throat annoyed. “You know you should really watch where you put that cherry popper of yours.”

She bounces up to look at me. “Excuse me?” She asks.

“I would, but there’s really no excusing lousy driving. You damn near ran us into the meridian in the parking lot.” I point outside. “Missed hitting us by like a breath.”

She looks around, there are two guys sitting with their feet up in the back. She shrugs. “Oops.”

My blood is beginning to boil when I feel Connor grab my forearm.

“She’s the best in town, do you really want to piss her off and have to go to some mediocre joint down the road?”

I grind my teeth as Connor steps up.

“Charlie, wasn’t it?” He purrs. “We are here for you to work, please excuse Mister Gallagher, he’s a… Passionate man.”

“Let me go grab the sketch and see if that’s what the wants.”

Connor nods and I just stand there with my arms crossed. After a couple minutes, she reappears with a large sheet of paper, on it is my Celtic tree of life with the DNA symbol running through the root structure. I take it from her and examine it.

“Yeah, this works.” I answer back looking her over. Her hair is dark, and obviously long as she has it tied up and it’s falling every which way, Florescent pink strands popping out here and there. Her skin is nicely tanned and her eyes are green. A sharp contrast to the black that lines them. Her lips are painted deep purple which makes the silver ball in her labret pop and her ears are gauged, like mine, only larger, with open tunnels and rings threaded through. She’s cute, and tattooed, all five feet two inches of her.

“Did ya fil out your paper work?”

I reach in to my pocket and pull out the need materials. “Sure did. Now am I paying all upfront or per session? I know different parlors have different policies and I didn’t see the answer to that in the fine print.”

“That depends on you, if you want to pay it all up front pay upfront if you want to pay per session, by all means pay per session.”

“Alright, what are we looking at for the total?”

“I’d say based on the coverage, and time it’s going to take, six-fifty even.”

I nod and pull out my wallet, I had figured on a grand or more. Boy was she lowballing. Eh, whatever if she didn’t know what it was worth that’s not my problem, only my gain. I count out the money and hand it to her. “Alright, I’m ready when you are.”

She folds it down, shoving it in her tits and with a wave of her hand motions me toward the back.

 

Under His Skin by S.I. Hayes and J. Haney
Sounded like a great story to read and finally got the book and was not disappointed.
Story follows Charlie who is a tattoo artist among other artistic mediums, at her family's shop in Gatlinburg, TN.
Dorian is part of the family amusement park empire and he's banished from LA to TN to head up the new park there. He's come across Charlie and has her do his back tat.
They spend time together and get to talking and one thing leads to another.
Love the drop of the hat travel plans. Am familiar with TN area and was surprised to hear about parts of other countries - what a bonus for me!
Lots of steamy sex scenes, very well detailed.
Love the opportunities that are given to her, priceless!
Like hearing of the mystery surrounding the shooting and how they solve that immediate problem. Everything goes into high gear as they are kept safe and other family personal emergencies arise.
Lots of action and adventure, travel, romance and mysteries along with real life situations. Great all around story.
Author bio's at the end.
Received this review copy from the author and this is my honest opinion.

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