Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Delectable by R.L. Mathewson





Kasey doesn't like to give Reese his clothes back, “I’m running out of shirts, sweetheart,” he said, sighing heavily as though this somehow pained him when he should feel honored that she was willing to wear his shirts." Kasey sometimes figures it's best not to argue with her man, “actually, I thought you were a pain in the *** when I first met you,” he said, tossing her shorts aside and since she couldn’t really argue that one, she didn’t." I love this series, it's always a one click for me and this book didn't disappoint, I fell in love with Reese and Kasey. The girl was just so spunky.

REVIEW BLITZ: The Soul Mate by Kendall Ryan

From New York Times Bestseller Kendall Ryan comes a sexy new stand-alone novel in her Roommates series. The smoking-hot one-night stand I was never supposed to see again? Yeah, well, I might be pregnant, and he’s my OB-GYN. Get ready to fall head over heels madly in love with the hottest OBGYN doctor you have ever met! This full-length standalone contains the most hilariously awkward lady-doctor visit, lots of playful banter and some good ol' fashioned baby-makin'!      

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            REVIEW:
Bren just wants her man to stay close at times, “No, don’t get up.” I yanked my shirt over my head and then rushed toward him. “Stay naked and we can order a pizza and eat in bed.” Mason is always trying to come up with excuses to either keep his woman naked or get his woman naked, “you might not have needed the bikini,” I said. “This place is pretty secluded.” I really liked this book, Mason was such a good man it was easy to fall in love with him.       
  A New York Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of more than two dozen titles, Kendall Ryan has sold over 2 million books and her books have been translated into several languages in countries around the world. Her books have also appeared on the New York Times and USA Today bestseller lists more than three dozen times. Ryan has been featured in such publications as USA Today, Newsweek, and InTouch Magazine. She lives in Texas with her husband and two sons.

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Tuesday, August 15, 2017

The Scandalous Flirt by Olivia Drake



Lucas is a very protective man, "fury so choked Lucas that he needed to punch something. He had to settle for striking his fist into the open palm of his other hand. “Dammit, Rory! Why didn’t you say so? I would have laid him out flat for what he did to you!” I liked this book, I fell in love with Lucas.

A Gentleman Never Surrenders by Lauren Smith




Owen tries to lend a hand to his woman, "he gazed down at her. “Do your feet still hurt?” Her hesitation told him everything he needed to know. “I’m trying to help you, sweetheart. Don’t be so bloody stubborn.” No matter where they are Owen loves to shower his lady with affection, “come on, we can find a way to occupy ourselves while we wait for Jack.” He nuzzled her cheek and stole a lingering kiss." I loved this book, Owen was so attentive and sweet.

The Right Kind of Reckless by Heather Van Fleet



Lia knows how to surprise her man, "Max groaned. “Warn a guy the next time you decide to go commando.” Max wants the best things for his girl, “good.” He kissed my nose. “You deserve a nice bed. That futon was a killer on my back.” I loved this book, I fell in love with Max.

REVIEW BLITZ: Royally Endowed by Emma Chase

          

Logan St. James is a smoldering, sexy beast. Sure, he can be a little broody at times—but Ellie Hammond’s willing to overlook that. Because, have you seen him??

Sexy. As. Hell.

And Ellie’s perky enough for both of them.

For years, she’s had a crush on the intense, protective royal security guard—but she doesn’t think he ever saw her, not really.

To Logan, Ellie was just part of the job—a relative of the royal family he’d sworn to protect. Now, at 22 years old and fresh out of college, she’s determined to put aside her X-rated dreams of pat-downs and pillow talk, and find a real life happily ever after.

The Queen of Wessco encourages Ellie to follow in her sister’s footsteps and settle down with a prince of her own. Or a duke, a marquis…a viscount would also do nicely.

But in the pursuit of a fairy tale ending, Ellie learns that the sweetest crushes can be the hardest to let go. *** Logan St. James grew up on the wrong side of the tracks, in a family on the wrong side of the law. But these days, he covers his tattoos and scars with a respectable suit. He’s handsome, loyal, brave, skilled with his hands and…other body parts.

Any woman would be proud to bring him home to her family.

But there’s only one woman he wants.

For years he’s watched over her, protected her, held her hair back when she was sick, taught her how to throw a punch, and spot a liar.

He dreams of her. Would lay down his life for her.

But beautiful Ellie Hammond’s off-limits.

Everybody knows the bodyguard rules: Never lose focus, never let them out of your sight, and never, ever fall in love.

 

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REVIEW:
Sometimes when Logan tries to teach Ellie the girl gets a tad bit distracted, “the most vulnerable spots on a man are his eyeballs and his ***k.” By the power of suggestion, my eyes immediately drop to Logan’s . . . latter. And in his perfectly snug dress pants, the latter is ... effing amazing..." Logan sometimes has a one track mind where Ellie is concerned, "...speaking of sucking . . . She has such a lovely arse. I want to kiss her there, lick her there, hear the high-pitched whine in her voice as she comes while I eff her there. My ***k juts out, hard and ready, and my balls throb." This is seriously my new favorite out of the series, I loved Logan and I loved Ellie's quirkiness.
    
 Ellie But then the mood shifts, as if the air becomes thicker, weighted, more . . . sultry. Because slowly, Logan sinks down to one knee in front of me—looking in my eyes the whole time. In this position, I could touch his shoulders, comb my fingers through his thick, dark hair. He’s the perfect height for me to bend down and kiss his mouth—the perfect height for him to kiss me back . . . in a lot of places. My breath hitches. And I wonder he feels it too. There’s a sound of tearing Velcro, and Logan takes something off his ankle—a holster, with a small silver knife, about three inches long. “Keep this on you all the time,” he says seriously. “Just in case. If you wear a skirt, the strap will fit around your thigh.” And I almost laugh. Most girls get a ring from a guy on his knees. I get a murder weapon. But still, it makes me feel safe . . . watched over. Like I’m something precious that deserves to be protected. I take the knife from him, testing the surprisingly solid, heavy weight of it in my hand. I press my index finger to the tip. Logan grabs my wrist tightly. “Careful. It’s sharp.” There’s a small, painless nick, a tiny bead of blood, so I put my finger in my mouth, sucking. And Logan’s watching me again. Watching my mouth. His chest seems to rise just a little faster, and his throat ripples when he swallows. He bends his head, curves his strong back, and then I feel his hands on my ankle, securing the strap. His touch is warm and self-assured. It’s the way he always moves—confident and experienced. Logan knows his body and he knows how to use it, in every way possible. I almost moan. The sound is in the back of my throat, but I keep it trapped. I never knew the ankle was an erogenous zone, but it sure as hell is now. A hot pulse of pleasure streaks from Logan’s fingers on my bare skin, up my thigh, between my legs. And I throb there, growing swollen and heavy as he keeps his hands on me. Can he tell? Does he know? He’s so aware of everything, always so attuned, I wonder if he can sense my arousal . . . feel it in the air that clings between us.      
  Emma Chase is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the hot and hilarious Tangled series and The Legal Briefs series. Emma lives in New Jersey with her husband, two children and two naughty (but really cute) dogs. She has a long-standing love/hate relationship with caffeine. WEBSITE | FACEBOOK | NEWSLETTER | TWITTER | GOODREADS | READER FAN GROUP






Monday, August 14, 2017

Going Down Hard by Jordan Marie





Yea...Gavin is not a bashful one, “Yeah, because now I can’t help but wonder if your nipples are brown or pink,” I tell her the God’s honest truth." Gavin can be a caveman, “we’ll argue about it later,” he mumbles in my ear. “After I remind you that you belong to me.” I liked this novella it was a quick, fun read.

Dr. ER by Max Monroe



Scott is sometimes just too much, “You think I’m sexy,” he declared. “Harlow Paige thinks I’m sexy as eff.” Harlow is a sassy, feisty woman, “Do you want to come in or just stand there and gawk at me?” I asked and leaned against the doorframe..." Scott obvipusly wants to make sure his woman is kept happy, “where the eff did your beard go?” I guess she misses it. Tomorrow’s plan: start growing it back." I enjoyed this book, I loved Scott and Harlow.

Collecting the Pieces by L.A. Fiore



Abel is quite the protective man, “what the eff?” Abel stood over me seething. “What the eff did you say to her?” There are times Abel makes no room for arguement, “I have a ***k between my legs, I effing drive.” I fell in love with this book, and Abel I cannot give that man enough praise.

Sunday, August 13, 2017

REVIEW BLITZ: Wicked Wish by Sawyer Bennett

 
 
Jorinda Pearce thought she did everything right – graduated from college, married her long-time sweetheart, established a career. But what does she have to show for it now? A degree she doesn’t use, a job she hates, and an ex-husband that broke her heart. Looking for a long overdue adventure, Jorie takes a walk on the wild side and attends a masquerade event at The Wicked Horse Vegas. It’s exactly the escape she’s looking for, and even better, she can explore anonymously. Drawn to the man masked in black leather with the body of a god, Jorie finds the greatest pleasures of her life at the hands of a stranger. Walsh Brooks is the most sought after man in The Wicked Horse. Sex is nothing but a game to him and he’s the type that will always leave at the end of the night without looking back. Unfortunately for Walsh, there’s no way he can walk away from the mysterious green-eyed beauty behind the mask of sapphire feathers, because he knows exactly who she is. Jorie is his best friend’s little sister and there’s not another woman in the world that’s more off limits.    

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REVIEW:
I don't think Walsh really knows what to think of this new grown-up Jorie, “I’m taking you back to my place.” I give a tug on her so she catches up to my long stride. “And I don’t want to hear anything from you about it. You want me to eff you? Fine, but it’s going to be done in privacy.” She doesn’t say a word, so I keep muttering. “Can’t believe you came to a *** club, for eff’s sake. Or came back to one a second time. Jesus, Jorie… just… eff.” I loved this book, I got so wrapped up in it. I loved Walsh the man was so sexy.

     
 Squaring my shoulders, I march into The Royale and head straight for the concierge desk. I haven’t been in this casino before. Hell, I haven’t been in hardly any of them. Sure, I’d only grown up about forty-five minutes away, but gambling and all-you-can-eat buffets held no interest to me. From Micah bragging about his best friend over the years, I knew Walsh orchestrated the purchase of the land, then pulled together financing with two other partners to build this casino. It’s one of the most popular on the strip, boasting five-star dining, old-world elegance, and superior customer service. Again, all this from Micah, but honestly… I’m so proud of Walsh, too. We may have lost touch over the years, but I’ll never forget all the ways in which he acted as a big brother to me. Ick. Okay… that’s gross. Thinking of Walsh like a brother. I scrub my mind clean of that thought and demand myself never to do that again. Rather, I’ll never forget all the ways in which Walsh provided me friendship and support in my formative years. Yes… much better. “Can I help you?” a man behind the concierge desk asks with a genuine and friendly smile. Not snooty as I would expect in a fancy hotel, and I guess that goes to the superior customer service The Royale strives for. “Yes… hi,” I say as I nervously tuck my hair behind my ears on both sides. “I need to see Mr. Brooks. How do I go about getting access to his apartment?” Micah told me some time ago that Walsh lives here. The concierge never loses his friendly smile, but a single eyebrow arches high at my temerity. “Oh, gosh,” I stammer. “That came out stalkerish. Mr. Brooks… I mean, Walsh… and I are longtime friends. He used to babysit me.” “Your name?” the man asks as he pulls up something on his computer. “Jorie Pearce.” After a moment of scanning, he looks up at me. “Your name isn’t on the approved list.” “Well, he’s not exactly expecting me.” “I’m sorry, Miss Pearce,” he says with true regret in his voice. “But our policy is strict. No one gets up to the private penthouse without their name on the list.” I lean on the desk with one elbow and lower my voice. “Just out of curiosity… are there any women on that list?” The eyebrow shoots up again. “No, wait,” I say hastily as I hold my palms toward him in a silent plea to not process my last request either mentally or on the computer. “That’s totally stalkerish, and I didn’t mean that.” “Miss Pearce,” the concierge says, now with a hint of annoyance. “Perhaps you’d like to leave a message? I can get it up to Mr. Brooks today and he can call you.” “No, I need to see him now,” I tell him firmly. “And I swear it’s not to cook a rabbit in a pot on his stove. Can you please just call up to his apartment?” “That’s not our policy—” “Look,” I snap as I lean across the desk slightly. “I’m a lifelong friend of Walsh’s. My brother is his best friend. We lost touch for a few years, but we ran into each other last night. I really need to talk to him about something that happened last night, and I’m not leaving this hotel until you call up to his apartment.” The eyebrow doesn’t arch but it does draw inward to meet its match on the other side as he considers what I just said. “I swear to you,” and here I pause to look at his name tag, “Bentley. Please just call him. He won’t be mad.” With a sigh, he relents and picks up the phone receiver, punching in a five-digit number. After a pause, he says, “Mr. Brooks… I’m very sorry to disturb you, sir, but there’s a Miss Jorie Pearce here to see you. She says she’s a longtime friend.” I watch as Bentley listens, but I can’t gauge what’s being said as his face remains blank. Finally, he says, “Very good, sir.” I take this to mean I’ll be getting an escort to the penthouse suite, but Bentley replaces the receiver and says, “I’m sorry, Miss Pearce. But Mr. Walsh told me to tell you he’s busy and can’t receive you right now.” My eyes narrow at Bentley. “I don’t believe you. Call back and let me talk to him.” “I assure you, I just talked to him and that’s what he said.” “Call him back,” I order as I point to the phone. “I can’t,” he says almost with a wail. “If I do, he’ll fire me.” Okay, that hits home. I don’t want to get anyone in trouble, so I say, “Fine. Give me just a moment.” I take a few steps away from the concierge desk and pull my iPhone out. I shoot off a quick text to Micah. What’s Walsh’s phone number? I wait a few moments, but I know Micah is awake in San Francisco at this hour. His phone is always on, and he never ignores a text from me. He responds with the number before I can even start to tap my foot with impatience, adding on, Why? I hate the lie, but I write back, Came to Vegas for the day. Thought I’d see if he could meet up for lunch. Haven’t seen him in years. Cool, he writes back. Tell him I said, “what’s up, douche?” I roll my eyes as I text back, Real mature. Love ya. Later. After I save the number to my contacts, I open a new text to Walsh. Let me up to see you or I’m going straight back to The Wicked Horse to satisfy some further curiosities I have. I hit send and then walk back to the concierge desk. I merely lean one elbow on it and watch Bentley with a silent smile. The phone rings about ten seconds after that. Bentley’s eyes fly to mine as he listens, and then says, “Yes, sir. Right away.” When he replaces the receiver, he says, “I’m to show you to the penthouse elevator.” “Thank you, Bentley,” I say brightly.   ,
Since the release of her debut contemporary romance novel, Off Sides, in January 2013, Sawyer Bennett has released more than 30 books and has been featured on both the USA Today and New York Times bestseller lists on multiple occasions. A reformed trial lawyer from North Carolina, Sawyer uses real life experience to create relatable, sexy stories that appeal to a wide array of readers. From new adult to erotic contemporary romance, Sawyer writes something for just about everyone. Sawyer likes her Bloody Marys strong, her martinis dirty, and her heroes a combination of the two. When not bringing fictional romance to life, Sawyer is a chauffeur, stylist, chef, maid, and personal assistant to a very active toddler, as well as full-time servant to two adorably naughty dogs. She believes in the good of others, and that a bad day can be cured with a great work-out, cake, or a combination of the two. WEBSITE | FACEBOOK | TWITTER | BOOKBUB | AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE | INSTAGRAM 






Saturday, August 12, 2017

Too Beautiful to Break by Tessa Bailey




Sage doesn't mind speaking her mind at times, “it means, I want to take off your pants.” Her eyes were trained on his chest, wide and a little cloudy. “And I want you to take off my dress. I… we haven’t been naked together and you just talked about having children with me. I know why we’ve gone slow, but I— I don’t want to go slow right now.” Belmont was a sweet man, I liked this book, I wasn't in love with it, but I didn't hate it either.

Deklan by Shay Savage




You know for being a brute of a man Deklan sure has a tender and sweet side, “shh,” he whispers against my ear.  “It’s all right, baby.”  He kisses the top of my head over and over again.  “You’re mine now.  My wife—now and forever.  I will always protect you and keep you safe.  No one will ever hurt you as long as I’m alive.” Deklan is a very protective man, “why the eff haven’t you told me about this before?” he roars.  “Who is he, huh?  How long has he been following you?” I loved this book, I fellnin love with Deklan he was fierce but still tender where his woman was concerned.

The Wicked Billionaire by Jackie Ashenden




Lucas knows what's important to his woman, “where do you think?” He raised one blond brow. “I’m going to get your effing canvases.” Lucas's affection is a bit differenc, he's not really a touchy, feely kind of man, “good.” He bent and pressed a hard kiss to her mouth. “Because like I told you last night, I’m not done.” Lucas doesn't appreciate when his woman doesn't follow orders, "...he appeared in the kitchen doorway, his gaze raking over her in a way that made her breath catch. “Why aren’t you upstairs and naked in my bed?” I loved this book, Lucas was such a boob at times but it just made you love him more.

Can't Let Go by Gena Showalter




Jude doesn't appreciate when people give his woman a hard time, “you have five seconds to leave,” he said, his voice soft but filled with pure menace. “When I get to six, I start whaling.” Jude sure is a jealous man, “no, I’m ultimatuming you with ***. And you will not turn to someone else. You try, and the guy, whoever he is, will end up in the hospital.” I really liked this book, and moody Jude.

Friday, August 11, 2017

Salvaged by Jay Crownover




Wheeler doesn't mind clarifying things, “when I said I wasn’t ready, I didn’t mean I wasn’t ready for you, honey.” Inadvertently my gaze slid across the front of him and landed on the very obvious bulge in the front of his jeans." Wheeler thinks real hard about the decisions he's making, "...I pulled her down on top of me and stretched out the full length of the couch I was contemplating buying. Obviously, I wasn’t spending money on anything we both didn’t fit on. There was no way anything was going in my living room unless I knew it was comfortable to sit on and to eff on." I loved this book, I fell head over heels in love with Wheeler and Poppy.

The Scot Beds His Wife by Kerrigan Byrne




Gavin is all for making his girl comfortable and feeling better, “we didna,” he soothed, painfully aware of the pulsing arousal resting against her hip. “But we could, if ye think it would help.” Gavin loves to tease his woman, “that ye thought I meant for ye to ride a horse.” He snaked an arm around her, pulling her full against him, letting her feel the press of his hard erection, even through her skirts." I loved this Gavin was a smart*** and his woman was full of sass.

RELEASE BLITZ: I Do(n't) by Leddy Harper



BLURB


I fell in love with Holden York when I was six years old.

Most of my youth came with spiral notebooks filled with doodles, wedding plans, and “Janelle York” looped in bubbly handwriting.

However, one night in Vegas changed everything.

I woke up to more than just a fantasy of my brother’s best friend.

Five years later, I'm standing on his doorstep confronting him about the secret he kept from me. 

If you think this is the story of how we rode off into the sunset together…

You’re so wrong.

But if you think this is the story of how Holden blackmailed me into living with him...

You couldn't be more right.

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REVIEW:
Holden can compromise and be sweet when he wants to be, “Janelle, wait. Come back to my office. You came here for a reason, right?” That’s when I noticed the bag in her other hand, and by the logo on the side, I knew it was food from my favorite deli down the street. “You brought me lunch? In that case, you’re definitely not leaving.” I really liked this book, Holden had some major patience, while Janelle was majorly stubborn.

About Leddy Harper





Leddy Harper had to use her imagination often as a child. She grew up the only girl in a house full of boys. At the age of fourteen, she decided to use that imagination and wrote her first book, and never stopped. 

She often calls writing her therapy, using it as a way to deal with issues through the eyes of her characters.


She is now a mother of three girls, leaving her husband as the only man in a house full of females. 


The decision to publish her first book was made as a way of showing her children to go after whatever it is they want to. Love what you do and do it well. Most importantly Leddy wanted to teach them what it means to overcome their fears.



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Thursday, August 10, 2017

Assasin Next Door by Eve Langlais




Calvin is really not a people person, “for God’s sake, woman. Why must you make this so difficult? I made the child a bloody bookcase. The least you can do is take it and say thank you.” Calvin obviously wants to make sure his woman is fully satisfied, “have you forgotten I did? A man needs time to recoup his strength. But—” He rolled atop her and grinned. “If you insist…” He nudged her with his hips..." I really liked this book, and I'm so excited for the next one.

Playing With Her Heart by Lauren Blakely




Davis is like an animal when he's jealous, “did he take you out? Did he romance you? Did he kiss you?” he asks, and his face is tortured as he asks the last question. He breathes out hard, almost feral." His woman sure knows how to drive Davis bonkers, "he presses me against his body. “God, how am I going to get through these meetings today?” I enjoyed this book I really loved Davis.

Her Fake Engagement by Gigi Garrett



I liked Tyler, I loved his attitude, “thank you for acting so surprised,” he says. His chest inflates a little, and I find myself noticing his strong, broad shoulders. Tyler catches my eye and smirks. “It’s a nice confidence boost that you think I’m taken, but yes, I’m single.” This book was okay, I wasn't really in love with it, but I didn't hate it either.

Forbidden Bite by Cynthia Eden




Griffin is one blunt man, "he blinked. “You bite me, and we’re going to eff. I want you too badly.” Griffin is like a wild animal at times, "his hand fisted on Carter’s shirt-front. “She’s a vamp, not a werewolf. And she’s mine.” Even if she was a cold-blooded killer, she still belonged to him. “I don’t want the rest of the pack seeing her naked.” If they saw her body, he’d pretty much have to kill them all." I liked this book, I loved Griffin.

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

Nikolai by Marquita Valentine




I love it when men talk to their animals, it makes me feel less batsy and Nikolai is funny when he talks to his cat, "the cat races inside, and I lock the main door before following it to the empty storage room. “If you’re to stay, then I expect you to pull your weight around here.” Pausing as it eats, the cat looks up at me. “Kill the vermin, yes?” Nikolai does have a temper problem, “must be nice?” I growl, parking the car. “Must be nice?” I turn to face her, my jaw clenching. “There are a multitude of emotions running through me at this moment, but nice is not one of them.” I fell in love with Nikolai, he was sexy, only had eyes for Everly and he felt like a million bucks every time he made her smile.

Misadventures of the First Daughter by Meredith Wild & Mia Michelle



Zane is one sexy man, "I sidle up behind her so her back is flush with my front. I lower my lips to whisper in her ear. “Are you trying to get me to feed you or eff you, Charlotte?” I liked this book, I loved Zane the man knew how to handle his girl.

Dirty Filthy Rich Men by Laurelin Paige




Donovan isn't one to ask for things, the man demands them, “dinner,” he said emphatically. “We need to talk. I’ll send my driver to pick you up at eight.” He turned around and headed back toward the door." Donovan could really be am arse, “well, I’m here,” he said, hands curled into the sofa, “and I’m not leaving until you explain. Or until I’ve emptied my *** down your throat. The choice is yours.” I enjoyed this book, Donovan was really an arse who gave you whiplash, I really think his head is too far up his butt. I can't wait to see how things work out in the next book.

The Right Kind of Rogue by Valerie Bowman




Hart can be a caveman at times, “make your excuses,” he whispered in her ear. “Because I’m not above dragging you out of here.” Hart doesn't mind causing scenes, "...furthermore, I’m happy to announce that we have, in fact, consummated our marriage more than once and hopefully will do so again, tonight, if she forgives me for making this scene.” I liked this book, Hart had his head up his butt a lot but that got resolved quickly.

RELEASE DAY BLITZ: Ruck Me by Rebecca Norinne




Title: Ruck Me
Series: Dublin Rugby #2
Author: Rebecca Norinne
Genre: Contemporary Sports Romance
Release Date: August 9, 2017



Blurb

She flies by the seat of her pants, and he’s a no-nonsense kind of guy. When these two opposites attract ... oh baby, it’s game on!

I’d called Aoife O’Shaughnessy a number of things, but dumb was never one of them. Through all the trouble she’d gotten into over the years, I never once thought she was actually stupid. Until now. Because I just heard her plan to lose her virginity to the biggest a-hole we know.

My first thought? How the f*ck is Aoife still a virgin? The second? Over my dead body.

So I volunteered for the job instead.

It might be the stupidest thing I’ve ever done, but once the words were out of my mouth, I couldn’t take them back. I didn’t want to. Suddenly, I couldn’t stop wondering what it would be like to kiss the pink-haired sprite I’d known my whole life, to hear her moan my name when she comes.

And I know she’s wondering about me too.

It was only supposed to be sex, but now I’m in deep. I never meant to fall in love with Aoife; this wasn’t supposed to happen. And what came next? Well, neither of us planned on that.





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REVIEW:
Eoin sure likes to make things awkward, "let me make sure I have the facts straight. You’ve never touched, much less seen, a ***k up close and personal?" I really liked this book, Eoin had a temper on him, but he also owned up to the mistakes he made and I really liked that about him.


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“How do you like your chances against the Mariners?” Aoife asked, the bed springs creaking under the weight of her climbing under the covers.
“It’s hard to say,” I answered, sneaking past the lads to head to my room. Shutting the door as quietly as possible, I dropped down onto my bed. “Liam’s rotator cuff isn’t getting better with physio so Coach McCarthy is going to bench him until he goes under the knife. That means Paddy’s going to start. Poor kid is scared shitless.”
“Be nice, that was you not too long ago.”
“Yeah, but unlike me, Paddy doesn’t have a huge ego.”
“Oh hush, you’re not so bad.”
“Oh, I promise you I am. I’ve just kept it hidden from you all this time.”
“Come to think of it, you have always been full of yourself,” she joked easily.
“I’d love for you to be full of me.” When Aoife sucked in a startled breath, I realized I’d said that out loud. Shit. “Sorry,” I apologized automatically.
“No you’re not,” she answered, her voice coming through the line sounding like a long, slow drink of good whiskey.
“No,” I agreed, “I’m not.”
I was trying not to push her too hard, but she knew exactly how badly I wanted her. After coming in my pants when she’d given herself an epic, toe-curling orgasm by humping my lap, I’d learned my lesson. Now, whenever I’d be seeing Aoife, I beat off beforehand.
“About that. I’ve been thinking …”
“Yeah?” I asked, my gut clenching with nervous anticipation.
“I’m ready Eoin.”
Holy fucking Christ, thank you baby Jesus in a manger! I screamed in my head as I fought to keep my outward reaction steady. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she answered, her voice growing bold. “I want you inside of me.”
I snaked my hands under the elastic waistband of my joggers and dragged them down past my dick. I couldn’t remember if I’d locked my door on the way in, but it was too late to check. There was no way I was going to ask her to hold that thought while I made sure. If one of the lads walked in while I had my fist wrapped around my cock, that’d teach them to knock the next goddamned time.
“Say that again.” I slowly worked my hand up and down my shaft.
“What?” she asked, her tone teasing.
“Tell me you want me inside of you.”
“Are you touching yourself?”
“Fuck yes, I’m touching myself. You just told me I get to fuck you soon. It’s a miracle I didn’t come the second you said it.”
“I want you to fuck me, Eoin.”
“Are you touching yourself?” I asked on a strangled moan.
“Aoife …” I said when she didn’t respond, drawing out her name on an upward stroke. “Please tell me your fingers are playing with your pretty little cunt.”
“Yes, I’m touching myself,” she answered on a light moan. “I can’t stop touching myself.”
“Me either baby,” I agreed, picking up my pace. I trapped the phone between my ear and shoulder and reached down with my other hand to cup my balls and roll them in my hand. “I want you so bad,” I groaned, no shame in my confession.
“I know,” she answered on a shudder. “I can’t wait Eoin.”
“I’m going to make it so good for you, I promise. But before I fuck you with my cock, I’m going to make you come on my mouth. Are you picturing it Aoife—my lips on your clit, my tongue fucking your sweet little pussy?”
Staccato gasps echoed on the other end of the line. “Yes,” was all she managed to say between pants. “Yes, please.”
“That’s it baby, fuck your pretty pussy with your fingers and pretend they’re mine.”
I was getting close, but I wanted Aoife to come first. I always wanted her pleasure to come before mine.
“Oh my god Eoin, I’m coming!” she cried, her orgasm rolling through her. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she chanted.
Her pleasure was my undoing. My balls constricted and my whole body shuddered just before something like an electric current shot down my spine and I came so hard that I saw stars.
Literal fucking stars. When I came back down from the greatest high I’d ever felt, I heard Aoife laughing into the phone.
“You still there?”
“Yeah,” I croaked. “Holy shit.”
“I know. It’s never …”
“What?” I asked, pride egging me on. I had a sneaking suspicion what she was going to say because it had been like that for me too.
“I’ve never come that hard before.”
“Me neither,” I answered honestly.
“Shut up, you’re just saying that.”
“I promise you I’m not. That was … shit. Fucking epic, Aoife.”
“Yeah, it was, wasn’t it?” She chuckled.
“We are going to be so fucking good together, baby.”
“I like that, by the way.”
“What’s that?” I asked, wiping my hand on a towel from my earlier shower.
“That you call me baby. I like it,” she confessed.
I thought about it for a second. I’d never called a girl I was with anything but her name and I had no idea where it had come from. It had just slipped out, kind of how Aoife had just snuck up on me. Even though the endearment wasn’t something I’d consciously decided to use, I found myself smiling. “I like that you like it.”
“Oh shit, Colleen’s calling me to come downstairs,” she suddenly whispered. “I have to go.”
“Sweet dreams baby.”
“You too,” she said, blowing me a loud kiss just before hanging up.
I stared at myself in the mirror for a few moments, pondered the wide grin and happy eyes that stared back. Shit. I didn’t know how it had happened or why, but I was definitely falling for this girl.





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A new stand alone enemies-to-lovers romance by USA Today bestselling author K.A. Linde...

I spent six weeks screwing Austin Wright’s brains out and all I got was this broken heart.

He can’t be trusted. Not with my body or my heart. Yet, two years have passed and I still crave him like an addict needing a fix.

The last time we tried this, it nearly ruined me. I know I should run and never look back. But his dark haunted eyes and razor blade smile speak to my soul. His touch sets my body on fire. And we all know what happens when you light gasoline. Someone is bound to get burned.

A second chance might destroy us both.

Because everyone knows two wrongs don’t make a Wright.

 

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Austin is not one for hiding his thoughts, “I’m effing you in that. Only that.” His eyes traveled over my flushed body. “I’m never going to be able to look at those heels again without thinking about you showing up and getting me off. " A few chapters just destroyed me, I had no clue that plot twist was even coming, I'm just speechless! I just never expected it. Overall I enjoyed this book, Austin needed to learn not to be all so proud all the time and own up when he needed help. Juloa was sassy, and fierce and I loved her.


   
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