Wheels of Steel Book 4

Pepper Pace’s long awaited fourth book in the Wheels of Steel saga finds Robin and Jason reunited after a betrayal that Robin could not forgive. Too much drinking, partying and drug use leaves Robin with wavering control. And Jason has vowed that no matter what, he will never again lose the woman he loves.
Their tentative reunion is put to a test when tragedy requires them to travel to Japan where Robin is finally forced to face the one person whose betrayal she cannot forgive. In book four Pepper Pace brings together the entire Wheels of Steel crew along with new players … as well as new betrayals.
On the edge of becoming famous the Wheels of Steel crew have to navigate the Japanese nightlife, partying, drugs, the Yakuza—all with the backdrop of their creative music. Warning: This book is intended for adult readers only and contains graphic language and sex. All characters are 18+
EXCERPT:
“What’s in the bags?” Peter asked curiously.
Joyce bent down and scooped up the bags, depositing them on the breakfast bar.
“I got Jason some things to wear.” She withdrew item after item of clothing from jeans, to undershirts, socks, boxers and a belt.
“You’re a rockstar now, honey. So I found you some leather pants!”
Jason chuckled and took the pants, examining them. The smile froze on his face. They were skinny pants! People would see his junk—if his junk would even fit in them!
Peter watched with a straight face. “Those are nice Joyce. I think he should model them for us.”
Jason glared at him and Joyce dug into the bag.
“I got you a pair, too Peter. I thought maybe you two could wear them on your album cover or something.”
The innocent smile dropped from Peter’s face as he accepted the gift. Jason turned and kissed his mother happily.
“Thanks Mom. I won’t be able to wear these with my braces but I’ll try them on later. Peter can try his on now, though. Peter, put on the pants so we can see how they look.”
Joyce patted Peter’s cheek. “Yes, go put them on so that I can have them altered if necessary. They cost a lot of money so they should last for years. I hear good leather will grow with your body.”
Peter accepted the pants and rolled quietly from the room.
Everyone went outside to relax in the garden. Belinda got the potatoes into the coals and she and Chase drank beers while everyone else had sweet tea. When Peter returned he was wearing the leather pants as if they were a pair of dance leggings and his face was beet red.
Joyce ran her hands down his legs. “Gosh, these are probably too tight. Do they hurt your crotch Peter?” She asked.
Belinda and Jason snickered quietly while Peter buried his hand in his lap to hide his crotch.
“Yeah, their a little tight there.”
“Peter,” Chase called from his seat in front of the fire pit, “go change out of those pants and put on something more comfortable.”
“Yeah, no one wants to see your beans and franks,” Jason called.
Peter was about to give him the finger when he remembered Jason’s mother. He quickly wheeled back into the house and was back within minutes dressed in jeans.