We'll use you
We'll abuse you
We'll leave you begging for more
Toxsin: Rock stars on and off the stage
Syon Braden writes and plays the most extreme-and profitable-music from the depths of his shredded heart. He's got a double-platinum record, adoring fans, and success for his band Toxsin-but it's what he can't have that he craves.
Custom leather designer Kate Napier has her sights set on success, and that means keeping irresistible rock stars like Syon out of her bed. The chance to tour with the band and provide them with a fantastic custom wardrobe is too major an opportunity to turn down. But immersion in the dark, wild world of Toxsin means Kate's about to get rocked...and she'll never be the same.
Rock Band Series:
Rock Me Two Times (Book 1)
Rock Steady (Book 2)
Praise for Rock Me Two Times:
"Edgy, smoking-hot...decadence, pleasure, and shocking transformative passion provoke an unlikely couple to grapple with their hearts." -Publishers Weekly
"Fans will doubtlessly savor heady details and vivid emotions that pulse through this story...a series to watch." -RT Book Reviews
About the Author
Dawn Ryder is the erotic romance pen name of a bestselling author of historical romances. She has been publishing her stories for over 8 years to a growing and appreciative audience. She is commercially published in mass market and trade paper, and digi-first published with trade paper releases. She is hugely committed to her career as an author, as well as to other authors and to her readership. She resides in Southern California.
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Rock Me Two Times
By DAWN RYDER
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"Katie ... sweetie ..."
Kate Napier raised her head, shifting her focus from the strips of leather she had pushed under the industrial sewing machine she was using. Her partner only called her sweetie when he was nervous about something.
One look at Percy Lynwood confirmed it. All six foot four of him hovered in the doorway between the machine shop and the cutting room of their design studio. He was pulling on the measuring tape draped around his neck, looking at her with pleading eyes. She looked past him to find that their staff members had suspiciously disappeared into the prep room at the back of the building.
"This is part of the Stanton order, Percy," she warned him. "He wants it for Sturgis in two weeks."
Percy wrung his hands, looking like a gigantic teddy bear with his naturally curly hair framing his forehead. He shifted from side to side before taking a stiff breath and stepping onto the concrete floor of the machine shop.
"I know, sweetie ..."
Kate flattened her hands on the edge of the sewing machine table and narrowed her eyes. Percy grimaced and lifted his hands to keep her from arguing further.
"I'll put Paula on it," he said in a rush. "Giles just called with an emergency."
She took the opportunity to stand up and stretch her lower back, arching all the way until her neck popped.
"Leather is my department. No offense to Paula, but she doesn't fit ass like I do," Kate said.
"Definitely not," Percy agreed. "But this is an emergency on an epic scale," he finished with a flurry of his hands.
Kate lowered her chin and locked gazes with Percy. His tone was downright miserable. "Okay, so what is stressing you out so bad?"
"It's the Toxsin account."
Kate lifted her hand and pointed to the wall behind Percy. Her personal operating rules were on a corkboard. Number one: no cuts to the front of the line.
"I know about your rules, Kate, but this is urgent!" Percy was back to wringing his hands. "Toxsin is going on stage in four hours, and there is some sort of problem with the lead singer's leather pants."
"As in Syon Braden?" Kate asked.
Percy nodded. "The Marquis." He supplied the stage name of the man currently topping preeminent entertainer lists around the globe with a breathless sigh.
She moved around the large industrial sewing machine and jabbed her finger again at the corkboard on the wall that had her name on it. "Rule number two: I don't do rock stars. Besides, are you really telling me that you don't want to get your hands on the Marquis?"
Percy cracked a saucy grin through his worried expression. "You know I do, and I think even Steve will forgive me for it as long as I share every last succulent detail. That Syon is an animal." Percy made a soft sound that was a cross between a moan and a growl.
"Glad we got that squared away." Kate turned and headed for the leather pants destined for the biker paradise known as Sturgis. The end-of-summer rally held in Sturgis, South Dakota, drew bikers from all over the world. Making leatherwear for attendees was her bread and butter. "Have a blast with the Marquis."
"But, Kate," Percy whimpered again. "Showtime is seven, and they are playing the Staples Center downtown."
"Ahhh ..." Kate turned to look at the large clock on the wall next to her corkboard. Every staff member had a corkboard. Schedules were posted there, along with any rule anyone felt they couldn't live with being violated. The boards kept the peace pretty well, but the clock read three sharp.
"With afternoon traffic, which will be even worse than usual with Toxsin playing, I'll never make it down there in time. They've been sold out for months," Percy explained.
"So why did Giles call us? It's his account, his premiere account. Why isn't he flying out to defend his turf?" Percy's costume college buddy had jumped through flaming hoops to score the account with Toxsin.
Percy spread his hands in a pleading gesture. "Because he's in New York, and it's an emergency. They need something fixed immediately. He wouldn't trust just anyone to deal with them. That's why he called us."
"Giles called you, not us." Kate propped her hand on her hip. "I'm still a little sketchy on why you need me for this, Percy. I don't drive any faster than you do."
"They're sending a helicopter from the Staples Center. That's how desperate they are." Percy looked miserable again. "You know I can't stand heights."
Kate's stomach knotted. Percy could get woozy on the third story of their building if he got too close to a window. He'd turn green just looking at a helicopter.
"Wear a blindfold and think about what you'll get for your courage," she said.
Percy gave a sigh, which was pitiful until she coupled it with his overall size. He had the body of a linebacker and the heart of a 1950s suburban housewife. A mouse sighting would send him screaming. When it came to his marriage with his husband, Steve, Percy was the wife all the way.
"I tried the blindfold in Alaska, but I still threw up all over Steve before we finished the helicopter tour of the glacier. And it was his birthday present too. I tried so hard." He shook his head sadly.
The knot in her stomach was tightening with the help of guilt. She did love Percy, but rock stars drove her insane. She chewed on her lower lip as her partner looked at her pleadingly. Yup, hungry, starving baby bear.
"Take a bucket," she suggested.
"I'll arrive as weak as an infant and light-headed. Definitely not professional." He pointed at the three phrases posted above everyone's corkboards. They were the operating foundation of their business, Timeless Custom Creations:
Always push the creative boundaries.
Always wow the customer.
Always be professional.
"Shit," she cussed as the word professional cut through her personal phobias. "Just ... craptastic!"
Percy sent her a relieved look. She was folding, and he knew it. "I always fucking cave in when it's our image on the line," she said. "Giles is so going to owe me."
Percy tried to soothe her. "You'll be just fine, sweetie."
"Don't 'sweetie' me." She pointed at him. "You'd better tell them I'm a lesbian, because if even one of those arrogant asshats pinches my butt, I'm going warrior princess on them."
Percy rolled his eyes. "Hardly. You're so strictly dick, I get jealous when you sit next to Steve at lunch."
"I'm not a home wrecker," she defended herself.
"But you are a little uptight lately ... maybe it will be good for you." Percy was back to being saucy. "Find out if they know how to use those succulent bodies for more than dancing. You know, just 'cause you got great buns doesn't mean you know how to fuck worth —"
He ducked when Kate chucked a chair cushion at him. It collided with the wall, making a soft, unsatisfying sound before sliding to the floor.
Percy was laughing when he peeked between his hands at her. "Is that a definite no? Because the Marquis does have a whole lot of yumminess going on. I bet he could make you forget all about Todd —"
"Rule number five, no kissing on the first date," Kate reminded him.
"Technically, it's not a date," Percy pointed out with a smirk. "You should exploit that loophole darling, or let it exploit you!"
Kate groaned and stomped off to take a shower. Working with leather was a sweaty business. The water restored her confidence in her appearance, but she was still chewing on her discontentment when she heard the helicopter landing in the back parking lot.
Rock stars. Geez. Just what she didn't need. Todd and his two-timing had been more than enough.
But at least she could dress how she liked. She pulled on a pair of leather pants and tightened the laces that ran up their sides from ankle to hip. They fit her like a second skin, and she admired the way the blood-orange leather cupped her ass.
No one fit leather like she did. She couldn't help it. She loved the stuff — the scent, the feel, and most especially, the look. She added a thin silk tank top that fluttered over her buns like a teasing veil, ending right at the curve of her butt, and shrugged into a leather corset top with brass closures. Once it was tight, her cleavage was halfway to her chin.
Perfect. At least she had one good thing to say about rock stars: they had good taste in clothing.
* * *
"You've got a full set kit." Percy pointed at the black cases being loaded into the helicopter. "So no matter what the issue is, you should be fine."
Kate wasn't sure what she'd expected, but the sleek black aircraft in her parking lot wasn't it. The thing was plenty big enough for the eight heavy-duty traveling cases that made up their "on set" kit. The pilot hadn't even needed to disembark, because he had two burly assistants to help him load everything. They were outfitted in tuxes, and not the off-the-rack variety. She knew a custom job when she saw one. They kept those suit jackets on even as they lifted and stowed her gear, which meant only one thing: they were bodyguards too. Had to have something to hide their chest harnesses.
"I am so jealous," Percy whined. "These guys are premium ..."
Kate rolled her eyes. "There will be at least a hundred starstruck fangirls willing to grease their poles just for the chance to get near the band."
"I know, Katie girl, but I have to admit that I wouldn't mind playing games with any of them." He made a sound of enjoyment and smacked his lips.
"You're married," she reminded him.
"But not dead." Percy batted his eyelashes at her. "You look like a blood orange. Sweeten up a little and stop letting Todd make you into such a bitch. It's his loss."
Kate offered him a genuine smile. She felt a little tug on her heart, because she did love Percy, quivering insides and all. He had an unparalleled eye for color and could draft a pattern like a fairy godmother.
"Todd who?" she purred.
"There's my girl." He reached out and patted her hair. Newly washed, it was rising up into a cloud of tiny copper curls. She had it clipped back, but there was no way it was going to lay flat. "I think they're ready for you."
Kate looked up to see one of the private security men moving toward her.
"Be careful with the warrior-princess thing. I hear the Marquis likes his women wild," Percy added with a suggestive grin.
Kate stuck out her tongue at him before striding toward the sleek aircraft. One of the security men opened the sliding door behind the copilot seat and offered her a hand as she stepped up into the cabin. The seats were plush and covered in black leather. The security guy waited while she pulled the seat straps over her shoulders and secured the chest harness. He pointed to a set of earphones hanging from the ceiling. The rotor was beginning to spin, filling the cabin with noise.
She pulled the earphones off the hook and fussed with them until she adjusted them small enough to sit on her head. They were the sort that covered each ear completely, and a microphone stuck out in front of her face.
"Once I take off, I'll turn on your feed, Ms. Napier. Push the button on the side of your headset before you talk." The pilot's voice had an electronic quality to it through the headphones, and there was a click the moment he finished talking. The helicopter shuddered as the rotor reached full speed. They began to lift off the ground, Kate's belly doing a tiny flop at the sudden weightlessness.
She leaned forward to look out the window. There was something thrilling about being able to lift up and over the afternoon traffic. They flew over the freeway, confirming her suspicion that there was no way she would have made it by car. It was bumper-to-bumper rush hour in the Los Angeles basin. No one was going anywhere fast.
Unless they were in a helicopter. She smiled, enjoying the moment of being someone important. Because it sure wouldn't last. There was a pile of leather waiting for her back at the shop and a line of impatient bikers to deal with.
In the distance, the towers of downtown Los Angeles rose up. The air was surprisingly clear, and the sun sparkled off the glass-sided skyscrapers. The pilot was talking to some air-control personnel as he made a wide circle around the Staples Center. It sure was a different picture from the air. She'd been to the huge arena plenty of times, but she'd never seen the top of it.
There were three helicopter-landing circles, complete with blinking lights set into the concrete. There was also a ramp that had two black SUVs parked on it, facing away from a glass entry into the arena. A burly bodyguard was standing near the driver's door, watching the helicopter hover over one of the landing circles.
What a different world.
"They are waiting for you, Ms. Napier. We'll get your gear unloaded and down to you."
Someone opened the side door before the pilot stopped talking. The rotor was still winding down, and air rushed inside. The suit jacket on the guy at the door flipped up, giving her a peek at a shoulder holster and the butt of a pistol.
Yeah, different world completely.
She pressed the release buttons on the latch holding her harness and managed her way to the open door. The wind and noise were dying down, allowing her to hear something else: the unmistakable sound of people cheering from the street. It was like a roar coming over the top of the building.
It sent a tingle along her spine.
"Don't mind them. They just think you're part of the band arriving."
The bodyguard offered her a hand, but she grabbed the handle on the ceiling of the aircraft. He cupped her elbow the moment her feet hit the pavement and guided her toward the glass entry port from the roof. Now that she'd landed, she could see painted walkways leading toward two huge double doors.
"You don't need to hold on to me." She lifted her arm, earning a stern look from the bodyguard.
"Let's go over the rules." He kept hold of her elbow as someone inside opened the door for them. "No touching the performers."
"That's going to make fixing a costume issue challenging," she remarked.
He lifted a finger into the air. "Unless they give you permission."
Once inside, she had more space and stepped away from the guy. He was burly enough to maintain his hold on her if he wanted to, but he only sent her a annoyed look before holding out his hand.
"I'll need your cell phone before you go any farther. No backstage pictures," the bodyguard continued.
"Oh ..." That made sense. She started to dig it out of her purse.
"The whole purse," he insisted.
She froze and studied the look on the guy's face. He wasn't kidding. She handed it over. "That's a one-of-a-kind bag; don't let it get punctured."
He gave it to a man standing behind him and gestured her toward a security-screening machine, just like one she'd find in an airport.
Rule number two wasn't changing.
* * *
"Mmm ... The candy is arriving. Ginger candy too." Ramsey pointed at the glass of a two-way mirror that allowed the members of the band to see beyond their private dressing room.
"Don't make that sound this close to showtime, Ramsey," Drake said. "I don't have time to redo my makeup."
"There's no makeup on your cock," Ramsey shot back.
Drake looked away from the mirror and flipped Ramsey the bird. "I actually like spending more than ten minutes with a girl before getting my load off."
Ramsey let out a whistle. "Syon! Looks like your costume girlie is here. I think I'm going to go rip my pants so she can ... fix me."
"Don't you fucking dare," Syon shouted from across the dressing room. "We can buy off-the-rack if you won't take the time to unbutton them before fucking."
"You might be the Marquis on stage, dude, but back here, you're just one of the boys," Ramsey retorted.
"I still outrank you," Syon barked back.
"We're not sitting in Afghanistan anymore. The only way you outrank me is by bringing in more chicks," Ramsey said.
Syon grinned in victory. "She's here to see me."
"Shit." Ramsey threw his hands up in surrender. "She's a ginger too. You know I love a natural redhead."
Syon threw Ramsey a bone of hope. "After the show, dude." There were a few sounds of agreement from the other members of the band. Syon leaned toward the mirror and checked his makeup. He still wasn't quite comfortable wearing it, but he loved being on stage. Fucking loved it more than anything he'd ever done. So the makeup was like body armor. A necessity, a tool of the trade.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
There is a lot of fun and interesting story
I thought this was a good story, entertaining and super hot! I thought Kate and Syon were interesting characters and I liked them for the most part even though they drove me slightly batty and didn’t have a lot of depth. Their relationship was kind of crazy with lots of ups and downs. They had a super instant start to their relationship, extremely so, but I did enjoy their chemistry. It was hot for sure (way HOT!)... and I'm a fan of a good sex scene and there was a lot of them (which I normally don’t mind either) but I didn’t feel like they always made sense to have so sometimes it was off putting. I was curious about the overall story and how things would turn out, I liked where it was going so I hung in there and I’m glad I did. I enjoyed it but at times Kate and Syon’s back and forth issues got to be kind of monotonous. The thought the writing was good. It was entertaining and fast paced. At times I felt like some things were glossed over and kind of jumped from one thing to the next so it didn’t always flow well for me but I still found it enjoyable because of the storyline. Overall, light, fun and super sexy! It was good but I had some issues with it. It made for a nice, fast read.
Terrible storyline, too much packed into a two hundred page book. There is no time to establish a relationship between the two main characters to even root for them! Same plot page after page with no heart or growth in the main characters. Once I'd like to read an erotica book especially with rockstars where there isn't a HEA, just say "the sex was good and move on." Don't waste your money on this poorly written book!
Rock Me Two Times (Rock Band #1) by Dawn Ryder 3 ½ of 5 Stars Kate Napier’s is hired to design custom leather outfits for the rock band Toxsin and to travel with them on their tour. There is an undeniable chemistry between her and lead guitarist, Syon Braden, which she tries to avoid. Kate is a fun character. I like her rules, even if she does break a couple. She is tough and talented. She is hard working and dedicated. Syon is a drool worthy rock star. There is more to him than meets the eye. He is protective and caring. They have a great chemistry that is fun to read about. I like Kate’s business partner, Percy. I love that he, and his partner look out for Kate. I also, enjoyed the rest of the guys in Toxsin. Rock Me Two Times has an interesting plot that held my attention. There were a few unexpected twists, and the story had a great ending. Complimentary copy provided by NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
4 out of 5 for this reader folks! HOLY HOT READ! This is the first book I have ever read by this author and I have to say I will be back for more. Rock Me Two Times is the first book of Dawn Ryder’s Rock Band series. Set up so you know there is more coming with all the band characters, she manages to suck the reader in with the level of heat and wit that I personally enjoy in a contemporary erotica read. Kate in our leading lady and a much coveted leather designer of the fashion world. Each piece she creates has her heart and soul imprinted and her professionalism is something she takes pride in! She has her own personal rules as well .. NO ROCK BANDS! When a rock band emergency calls for her services, her boss (love love love this character) Percy, does all he can to convince Kate it’s just this once. Syon is the lead member of the band Toxsin, and most definitely one who enjoys the perks of being a rock star. When sexy Kate shows up to fix his “emergency”, he is completely drawn to her and knows he must have her. Soon Kate is convinced to travel on their tour with them and a full on yummy adventure starts with Kate and Syon. Both are completely blown away by the attraction they hold for the other and just how connected they feel. When the band manager realizes that Kate’s presence can hinder the bands image, things start to get sticky and a real test of this relationship is faced. The thing is, Kate has now been accepted as a part of this group, but she is unsure if she can live the way a rocker needs to live. Is this just a fantasy or can Syon and Kate really take this farther down the road? I really enjoyed this book. I was captivated and interested in the characters, teased and invested. My only complaint is that there was too much squeezed in that didn’t need to be. The band use to be soldiers, and their were elements of dominance, they are a rich, and now they are rock stars. In this genre, an author normally goes down one of these avenues so I felt it was a little far fetched for ALL of this to appear. That being said, it didn’t take away from ANY of the enjoyment of the actual story, it just kind of bugged me a little. If you LOVE a steamy read with some hot rockers then this is a book for you! I am looking forward to the second book of this series and will continue to follow! HAPPY READING! :) Copy supplied by Netgalley
Kate has a growing custom leather shop which she and her best friend have started. When Kate is called in to help out with some wardrobe issues with the band Toxsin, she catches the lead guitarist, Syon, eye. Syon decides he's going to have Kate and will do what it takes to make that happen. Through some fancy finagling, Syon highers Kate to travel with the band on tour to keep them in costumes...while he can get her into his bed. As their feelings begin to grow, the rockers life style takes a toll on their relationship. But worse, someone has it out for Kate and as the tour progresses incidents happen that could not only ruin a budding relationship but destroy her career. Rock Me Two Times has a great base story that is kind of buried by lots of erotic and sexual encounters. For those who love a straight out erotic read, Rock Me Two Times would fit the bill perfectly. 3.5 Stars. I received this ARC copy of Rock Me Two Times from SOURCEBOOKS Casablanca in exchange for a honest review.
Kate knows rock stars are not what she wants or needs in her life. She’s sticking to her designer leather business and making it a success. As fate would have it she ends up on tour with the famous band Toxsin and their smoking hot band members. How will she be able to keep her hands on professional business as she needs to measure all that hardness to get the right fit? Then lead singer, Syon, realizes it’s not the groupies, but Kate that he wants. How will she be able to resist this sexy, rock hard, rock star? Rock Me Two Times is one of the hottest, most sinfully erotic romances I’ve read in a long time! Ms. Ryder has a perfected skill writing erotic, romantic novels that keep me warm from start to finish. The sex keeps me transfixed and repeatedly jealous of the hero and heroine (those lucky buggers!). By-play between them is comical at times and beyond erotic at others. If this book doesn’t immediately snag your interest, please proceed to the nearest doctor. They need to make sure you have a pulse (lol)! This book is HOT, HOT, HOT! The rock star theme is sexy and fun. Each interaction between characters is thought provoking, usually steamy, and most likely without clothes (ooh yeah!)! Ms. Ryder knows how to keep me addicted and always coming back for more…and YES, that means I’m already panting for the next book! I loved Rock Me Two Times! 5 Stars!
Kate worked with leather cutting and sewing to make outfits for people, but one of her rules was no rock stars. Then her partner talks her into taking an emergency case for a rock band named Toxxin. She was to fix a pair of leather pants for guitarist and lead singer Syon. The book was awesome. I loved how Kate let down all of her inhibitions and through it all found true love. Syon went through all the ins and outs of finally letting his feelings come forward and claimed the one person he loved. It was a great story with a great plot and characters. I highly recommend **I received an ARC of this story in exchange for an honest review
Kate runs a successful leather designing business and she has been tasked with creating a wardrobe for Toxsin, a hot heavy metal band. The bands lead singer Syon, is a former soldier and lead singer, who meets Kate and is instantly attracted to her. She resists his pursuit because she is concerned about her professional reputation. He persists and she eventually succumbs. They heat up the sheets and the setting of a traveling rock band provided a lot of drama and some really fun moments. The author was able to create a realistic heroine, that didn't become a fan girl of the band. Overall it was a good erotic romance with fun musicians on tour. I was given a free copy for an honest review by netgalley.com
ROCK ME TWO TIMES is the first installment in Dawn Ryder’s adult, contemporary Rock Band erotic romance series focusing on the rock band Toxsin. This is lead singer/guitarist Syon Braden (aka The Marquis), and leather clothing designer Kate Napier’s storyline. Told from third person point of view (Kate) ROCK ME TWO TIMES focuses on the three month rock tour of the band Toxsin. When front man Syon Braden needs a new wardrobe for the tour, Kate finds herself on the receiving end of an offer she cannot refuse when the band’s original costumer had to bow out-an exclusive contract designing Toxsin’s costumes for the tour. What ensues is the building relationship between Kate and front man Syon Braden-a relationship that must traverse a minefield of mistrust, betrayal, sex-addicted groupies and a band manager who despises the ground upon which Kate exists. Katie is a woman with her own set of rules for dating, and rock stars top the list of don’ts in Katie’s world. Burned once or twice by previous relationships, Kate isn’t willing to risk her professional reputation by getting involved with Syon Braden but the heart wants what the heart wants, and Kate begins to fall in love with a man whose reputation precedes their original introduction. The relationship between Kate and Syon is one of immediate attraction but Kate doesn’t want anything to do with the sex, drugs, and rock and roll lifestyle-been there, done that-and she isn’t willing to become one of the band’s groupies or pets. But Syon’s deep-seated need for Kate finds our heroine losing control of her heart to a man whose lifestyle has seen the darker side of success. The $ex scenes are erotic, intense, graphic and provocative-in other words-HOT !! We are introduced to the member of the band-Ramsey, whose rocker persona finds our heroine oddly attracted and yet repulsed by Ramsey’s blatant attempts to seduce his bandmate’s girl; drummer Drake, and guitarist Taz whose own backstory may be heartbreaking and sad; And of course Kate’s business partner Percy Lynwood who is a little over protective of our heroine. The requisite evil comes in many forms from jealous groupies, and a band manager who believes Kate is a distraction to the members of the band. The world building takes the reader behind the scenes , and into the bedrooms of rock and roll. From sex with groupies to run ins with the media and paparazzi, the members of Toxsin find themselves the target of anyone hoping for a few minutes of fame. ROCK ME TWO TIMES is an erotic storyline with graphic sexual details and language. The premise is entertaining and intriguing; the characters are colorful, charismatic and heartbreaking; the romance is seductive and steamy. Dawn Ryder has found her way into the rock genre of romance with ROCK ME TWO TIMES.
You'll love Kate and Syon love story, I couldn't put it down! Who doesn't love a bad boy rock star and the strong women that loved him.
Great book, enjoyed reading it.
Great story...love syon and kate...cant wait for more.
Loved it so much!!
A good read that lacks that tinge of teen fangirl daydream many rock romances have, with a plot line that doesn't begin and end in the bedroom. Already pre-purchased the second one.