Saturday, January 21, 2017

Review: Big Shot by Carly Phillips and Erika Wilde


Big Shot (A Book Boyfriend Novel 1) by Carly Phillips and Erika Wilde

Date of Publication: January 17, 2017

Blurb


New York Times Bestselling Authors Carly Phillips and Erika Wilde bring you a sexy new standalone romance.

Fall in love with your next Book Boyfriend . . .

Wes Sinclair is a notorious heart-breaker, a hot as sin bad boy with a panty-dropping smile no woman can resist. Except for his best friend's little sister and business adversary, Natalie Prescott, who seems immune to his flirtatious charms. While she's become a permanent fixture in his dirtiest, most scandalous fantasies, she wants nothing to do with him, or his seductive promises. Challenge accepted. His goal? To bring her to her knees, make her beg, and show her just how good being bad can be.

Laura's Review

I'm not sure how it is possible to take a couple (somewhat overused) romance tropes and make them seem fresh and fun, but Big Shot does it! Watching Wes and Natalie, two strong-headed individuals, circle around each other and then come together was pure entertainment.
Fans of the Dirty Sexy series of books are going to eat this one up, too -- This is a perfect example of a writing partnership that just WORKS.

Big Shot: 4/5 stars

Available From


About Carly Phillips and Erika Wilde



***About Carly Phillips***
Carly Phillips is the N.Y. Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of over 50 sexy contemporary romance novels featuring hot men, strong women and the emotionally compelling stories her readers have come to expect and love. Carly is happily married to her college sweetheart, the mother of two nearly adult daughters and three crazy dogs (two wheaten terriers and one mutant Havanese) who star on her Facebook Fan Page and website. Carly loves social media and is always around to interact with her readers. You can find out more about Carly at www.carlyphillips.com.
***About Erika Wilde***
Erika Wilde is the author of the sexy Marriage Diaries series and The Players Club series. She lives in Oregon with her husband and two daughters, and when she's not writing you can find her exploring the beautiful Pacific Northwest. For more information on her upcoming releases, please visit website at www.erikawilde.com.

Find Carly Phillips and Erika Wilde Online

Hosted by:

Friday, November 11, 2016

Cover Reveal: The Hot One by Lauren Blakely

From the NYT Bestselling author of THE SEXY ONE, comes a sexy new standalone romance…

THE HOT ONE!

hotonecoverrevealfbbanner

Releasing March 14th, THE HOT ONE will bring readers more of the swoony romance and passion they’ve come to love from Lauren Blakely, as well as plenty of witty humor and clever banter. Check out this fantastic cover created by Helen Williams with photography by Wander Aguiar.


Pageflex Persona [document: PRS0000026_00023]

At first glance, stripping naked at my ex-girlfriend’s place of work might not seem like the brightest way to win her back.

But trust me on this count – she always liked me best without any clothes on. And sometimes you’ve got to play to your strengths when you’re fighting an uphill battle. I’m prepared to fight for her…and to fight hard. I might have let her slip through my fingers the last time, but no way will that happen twice.

He's the one who got away…

The nerve of Tyler Nichols to reappear like that, stripping at my job, showing off his rock hard body that drove me wild far too many nights. That man with his knowing grin and mischievous eyes is nothing but a cocky, arrogant jerk to saunter back into my life. Except, what if he's not a jerk . . ? He's the one I've tried like hell to forget but just can't. Maybe I’m cursed to remember him. My money is on him being the same guy he always was, but what's the harm in giving him a week to prove he’s a new man? I won't fall for him again.

But how do you resist the hot one…


thehotoneteaserforreveal
 

Preorder THE HOT ONE now!

iBooks: http://tinyurl.com/TheHotOneLB

Amazon Paperback: http://amzn.to/2fDNSRA

Kobo: http://bit.ly/2ftBRQ5

GooglePlay: http://bit.ly/2fY0KGf

BN: http://bit.ly/2eTapgb

Sign up for Lauren’s newsletter to receive an alert when THE HOT ONE is live on Kindle on release day at http://laurenblakely.com/newsletter/.

Add it to your Goodreads now!

 
thehotoneaudiocover
 

THE HOT ONE is coming to audio! Check out this note from Lauren:

"I'm so thrilled that Zachary Webber and Andi Arndt will narrate THE HOT ONE. Zach has an amazing voice and you might know him from GREY, as well as books by Colleen Hoover and Corinne Michaels -- I've been wanting to work with him for a long time on an audiobook and he is the perfect Tyler!!

(And yes, I'm still working with Sebastian York! Sebastian is narrating Full Package and Joy Stick!)"

  daisywhitneylaurenblakelyheadshot_small About Lauren Blakely:

Since self-publishing her debut romance novel CAUGHT UP IN US three years ago, Lauren Blakely has sold more than 1 million books. She is known for her sexy contemporary romance style that's full of heat, heart and humor. A devout fan of cake and canines, Lauren has plotted entire novels while walking her four-legged friends. She lives in California with her family. With twelve New York Times bestsellers, her titles have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Lists more than seventy times. Her bestselling series include Sinful Nights, Seductive Nights, No Regrets, Caught Up in Love, and Fighting Fire as well as standalone hit romances like BIG ROCK, MISTER O, WELL HUNG, and THE SEXY ONE which were all instant New York Times Bestsellers. In January she'll release FULL PACKAGE, a standalone romantic comedy. To receive an email when Lauren releases a new book, sign up for her newsletter! laurenblakely.com/newsletter

inkslinger-blogger-final

Thursday, November 3, 2016

Giving Thanks Month of Giveaways! Enter to win a Bookworm Box!



As we all know, November is the month best known for Thanksgiving. We here at The Revolving Bookcase decided we show how thankful we are by celebrating two of those things we are most grateful for - books and you! We'll be hosting a bunch of giveaways this month - at least one per week, but we'll probably sneak a few extra ones in there, too. Be sure to follow the blog here as well as on our facebook page because you never know how we'll announce new giveaways!

(not the actual box, but it looks just like this!)



To kick it off - our first giveaway is for a fantastic Bookworm Box! If you don't know what a Bookworm Box is -- it's a mystery box that's mailed out each month to subscribers and contains 2 autographed books (usually in the New Adult or Romance genres), a bookworm item, plus swag. You can sign up for a monthly subscription or just get one box, but each month there are only limited spots available and they go in MINUTES! The proceeds from the boxes go entirely to various charities. In the spirit of the Bookworm Box, we're not going to tell you what's the in the box - but it will contain at least 2 signed books, plus a couple other items. Retail price of a Bookworm Box is $39.99!!

Sorry, this one is US Only, but there will be at least one international giveaway coming up!



a Rafflecopter giveaway

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

Pre-Release Blitz and Giveaway: Someone Like You by Lauren Layne (Oxford Series)


A man who’s living a lie—until his dream woman takes away the pain.


SOMEONE LIKE YOU
Oxford #3
Lauren Layne
Releasing Dec 6th, 2016
Loveswept


Lauren Layne’s bestselling Oxford Series continues with the poignant, heartwarming story of New York’s most eligible bachelor, Lincoln Mathis, a man who’s living a lie—until his dream woman takes away the pain.
 
Lincoln Mathis doesn’t hide his reputation as Manhattan’s ultimate playboy. In fact, he cultivates it. But behind every flirtatious smile, each provocative quip, there’s a secret that Lincoln’s hiding from even his closest friends—a tragedy from his past that holds his heart quietly captive. Lincoln knows what he wants: someone like Daisy Sinclair, the sassy, off-limits bridesmaid he can’t take his eyes off at his best friend’s wedding. He also knows that she’s everything he can never have.
 
After a devastating divorce, Daisy doesn’t need anyone to warn her off the charming best man at her sister’s wedding. One look at the breathtakingly hot Lincoln Mathis and she knows that he’s exactly the type of man she should avoid. But when Daisy stumbles upon Lincoln’s secret, she realizes there’s more to the charming playboy than meets the eye. And suddenly Daisy and Lincoln find their lives helplessly entwined in a journey that will either heal their damaged souls . . . or destroy them forever.


Advance praise for Someone Like You

“Fun and flirty, sassy and steamy, with a deep emotional pull that will keep you turning the pages.”—Kelly Jamieson, author of Top Shelf

“An unsung hero with a story that touched my heart. Emotional and gripping. A top favorite of 2016 for me.”
New York Times bestselling author Melanie Moreland








Lauren Layne is the USA Today bestselling author of more than a dozen romantic comedies. She lives in New York City with her husband (who was her high school sweetheart--cute, right?!) and plus-sized Pomeranian.

In 2011, she ditched her corporate career in Seattle to pursue a full-time writing career in Manhattan, and never looked back.

In her ideal world, every stiletto-wearing, Kate Spade wielding woman would carry a Kindle stocked with Lauren Layne books.

For a list of all her works, please be sure to check out her official website!



a Rafflecopter giveaway

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Release Week Blitz, Review and Giveaway: HONOR by Jay Crownover

honor-rwb-banner    

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Jay Crownover returns with her most complicated hero yet, in the first book in the romantic suspense series The Breaking Point.

   
honor-cover

Don’t be fooled.

Don’t make excuses for me.

I am not a good man.

I’ve seen things no one should, done things no one should talk about. Honor and conscience have no place in my life. But I’ve fought and I’ve survived. I’ve had to.

The first time I saw her dancing on that seedy stage in that second rate club, I felt my heart pulse for the first time. Keelyn Foster was too young, too vibrant for this place, and I knew in an instant that I would make her mine. But first I had to climb my way to the top. I had to have something more to offer her.

I’m here now, money is no object and I have no equal. Except for her. She’s disappeared. But don’t worry, I will find her and claim her. She will be mine.

Like I said, don’t be fooled. I am not the devil in disguise… I’m the one standing front and center.


Excerpt:


NASSIR

              I was in the Point for less than a day when I got word that the man that ran the streets wanted to see me. I like to lay low. I liked to blend in, but here it didn’t see like that was an option. Instead of desert sand, the battleground here was asphalt and concrete, and as soon as my presence was known, it was as if this place recognized the fight lying dormant inside of me. This city called to it. I don’t know why I instantly felt like I fit, but I did. So I went to see the man in charge, fully expecting to offer him the last of my cash in order to gain a foothold in the desolate kingdom. I was a survivor. I could do without money for a little bit. No man was more resourceful than I was. 

              I walked into a disgustingly gaudy strip club, offended by its crass ugliness. I was expecting to meet the ruler of the land, state my intentions, and let him know I would bow to no man here or anywhere else ever again. I was expecting a shakedown and maybe some strong-arming since I was obviously foreign and undocumented. I was technically legal since my mother had been an American citizen before she fell in love with an extremist, but I hadn’t really existed on paper since she handed me over to killers and radicals when I was just a kid. Mossad didn’t want me to be anything other than their trained attack dog, so they hadn’t offered up any proof of identity for me during my time at the end of their string. What I wasn’t expecting was that my cause, my reason, my purpose for living, and my something to believe in would be dancing nearly naked on a horrifically ugly stage, looking like she was going to cry at any second. She was so much more than freedom. 

              She was Honor. 

              She was beautiful, young, innocent, and so obviously resigned to her fate. It pulled at a heart I was stunned to find I still had buried somewhere deep underneath the brutal history that filled up the inside of me. It was the first time I felt it beat, and the pulse of its yearning scared and electrified me in equal measure.

              I started to move toward her like all those invisible gods I spent my life killing for were leading me directly to her when suddenly a man twice her age and triple her size leaped from his seat next to the stage and hurled himself up onto the platform directly at the girl. In the blink of an eye he was on top of her, rough hands all over her naked flesh. I heard her scream. I saw her long limbs flail and thrash under him. A red haze filled my vision and I forgot all about staying quiet and laying low. I forgot all about being a ghost, and realized that I could channel the fight that had been forged into my very soul, the fight that was slumbering restlessly inside me at that moment, into protecting something so innocent. She woke the fight up and she kept it alive.

Tanya's Review:
     The Devil finally has his book. Nassir has been a character in all the previous point books, and he was the dark devil in the story, I just thought he was evil but with each book he kept lurking and I wondered what is his deal and finally I know and I am in love with the Devil. This book had me from the prologue it sucked me in completely. I learned exactly where the devil came from and how he came to be in The Point and why he stayed. And well why he stayed it was her, Keelyn Foster. 

     " You aren't in my world, Key, you are the center of it. You always have been. That means I want to care for you, not control you, but my methods in everything are extreme."

Keelyn has tried to run from the Point, mainly run from Nassir.She knows he is trouble and has danced around him for years because she knows he could be her ruin. 

   " You're the opposite of a good man, Nassir, but that doesn't mean you aren't my man." 
     " You're my man, and my devil ...it depends on the day." 

Jay has created a wonderful story with these two characters, it is dark and gritty but full of such love that you know these 2 were made for each other. This I believe is the best book in the point series so far, I believe its because I have seen these 2 in previous books in the series and I know how far they have come.She did a great job bringing a character that I thought was a horrible waste of a human to one that my heart broke for and was rooting for him to rule the streets.  I recommend reading the other 3 books in the Point series (Better When He's Bad, Better When He's Bold and Better When He's Brave) before you read this one.  For those people that like dark and gritty this is a must read you will be hooked and want to know more about these people struggling in the Point. 

Honor:   4/5 stars


Order HONOR in ebook or paperback, releasing 10/18/16

Amazon US | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

Amazon UK | Amazon Canada | Amazon Australia

Add to your Goodreads

    honor-rwb-teaser-1  
  honor-rwb-teaser-2     jay-crownover-headshotAbout Jay Crownover: 

  Jay Crownover is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Marked Men, The Point,and the Saints of Denver series. Like her characters, she is a big fan of tattoos. She loves music and wishes she could be a rock star, but since she has no aptitude for singing or instrument playing, she’ll settle for writing stories with interesting characters that make the reader feel something. She lives in Colorado with her three dogs.        

Website | Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads

  zinkslinger-blogger

Thursday, September 29, 2016

Review and Giveaway: The Trouble With Mistletoe by Jill Shalvis

   



ttwm-tour  

From New York Times bestselling author Jill Shalvis comes a captivating story of love, second chances and new beginnings...

We are thrilled to bring you the review & excerpt tour for THE TROUBLE WITH MISTLETOE, the second standalone novel in Jill Shalvis's Heartbreaker Bay Series! Check out each stop on the tour and grab your copy of this fantastic new novel today!

   
troublewithmistletoe-mm-c

If she has her way…

Willa Davis is wrangling puppies when Keane Winters stalks into her pet shop with frustration in his chocolate-brown eyes and a pink bedazzled cat carrier in his hand. He needs a kitty sitter, stat. But the last thing Willa needs is to rescue a guy who doesn’t even remember her…

…He’ll get nothing but coal in his stocking.

Saddled with his great-aunt’s Feline from Hell, Keane is desperate to leave her in someone else’s capable hands. But in spite of the fact that he’s sure he’s never seen the drop-dead gorgeous pet shop owner before, she seems to be mad at him…

Unless he tempers “naughty” with a special kind of nice…

Willa can’t deny that Keane’s changed since high school: he’s less arrogant, for one thing—but he doesn’t even remember her. How can she trust him not to break her heart again? It’s time to throw a coin in the fountain, make a Christmas wish–and let the mistletoe do its work…

Laura's Review:

Jill Shalvis can do no wrong when it comes to sweet, heartwarming tales of love. 
As we've come to expect, she provides us with two very likable main characters, with just enough flaws to make them realistic. The same charming, close-knit group of friends we met in the first Heartbreaker Bay novel are back with their usual antics; perhaps a bit too meddlesome for my taste, but they certainly propel the story forward when needed and provide some humorous moments, too. And I'm a sucker for any book featuring a four-legged friend (or two), so all that added up to one very enjoyable read! 

4/5 stars. 

Order THE TROUBLE WITH MISTLETOE in ebook or paperback

Amazon | iBooks | Kobo | B&N

Add to your Goodreads

  sweetlittlelies-mm-307x500  

And don’t miss the first novel in Jill Shalvis’s Heartbreaker Bay Series, SWEET LITTLE LIES, now available! Grab your copy HERE!

    ttwm-teaser-1  

Don’t Miss each stop on THE TROUBLE WITH MISTLETOE Review & Excerpt Tour!

September 26

2 One Click Chicks – Review & Excerpt

A girl and her books – Review

That's What I'm Talking About – Review & Excerpt

Adria's Romance Reviews – Review & Excerpt

Book Readers Anonymous – Review & Excerpt

Bridget's Book Bungalow – Review

Four Chicks Flipping Pages – Review

Melissa's Eclectic Bookshelf – Review & Excerpt

This Wacky Momma Reads! – Review & Excerpt

September 27

Book Angel Booktopia – Review & Excerpt

Red Hot + Blue Reads – Review & Excerpt

Bookaholics Reading Haven – Review

Booknerd1107 – Review & Excerpt

Renee Entress's Blog – Review & Excerpt

East Coast Book Chicks – Review & Excerpt

I Love Romance – Review & Excerpt

SBB Reviews – Review & Excerpt

September 28

21st Century Once Upon A Times – Review

Bookworm Dee Reads – Excerpt

Delish, Devine and All Mine – Review & Excerpt

Embrace the Romance – Review & Excerpt

Reviews from the Heart – Review & Excerpt

Queen of All She Reads – Excerpt

Kelsey's Corner Time – Review & Excerpt

Theory of A Dreamer – Review & Excerpt

September 29

Bea's Book Nook – Review & Excerpt

Beneath The Covers Blog – Excerpt

Brittany's Book Blog – Excerpt

Reading in Pajamas – Review & Excerpt

The Revolving Bookcase – Review

Rock Out With Sweet Reads – Excerpt

Romanticamente Fantasy Sito – Excerpt

September 30

Aly's Miscellany – Excerpt

Book Munchies – Review & Excerpt

Lea's Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

Mistress of Romance – Review & Excerpt

The Readdicts – Excerpt

Socially Awkward Book nerd – Review & Excerpt

Shannon's book blog – Review & Excerpt

October 1

b i n i b i n i – Review

Books,Dreams,Life – Excerpt

Nose Stuck in a Book – Review & Excerpt

JordansBookReviews – Excerpt

Maari Loves Her Indies – Excerpt

The Heathers Blog – Review & Excerpt

October 2

A Literary Perusal – Review

Sweet & Spicy Reads – Review & Excerpt

The Geekery Book Review – Review & Excerpt

WTF Are You Reading? – Review & Excerpt

My fictional escape – Excerpt

Romance Reviews and More – Review & Excerpt

The bookworms obsession blog – Review

October 3

Books, Coffee & Passion – Excerpt

Ellesea Loves Reading – Review & Excerpt

Fangirl Moments and My Two Cents – Excerpt

EskieMama Reads – Review & Excerpt

Writing My Own Fairy Tale – Review & Excerpt

Southern Yankee Book Reviews – Review & Excerpt

Talking Books Blog – Review & Excerpt

October 4

Books and Things Blog – Review & Excerpt

Two Book Pushers – Review & Excerpt

Jax's Book Magic – Review

IrishdaisylovesRomance – Review & Excerpt

The Girl with the Happily Ever Afters – Review & Excerpt

With Love for Books – Review

October 5

BFF Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

Adventures in Writing – Excerpt

Oh My Shelves – Review

Once Upon a Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

Lightning City Book Reviews – Review

October 6

BJ's Book Blog – Review & Excerpt

KT Book Reviews – Excerpt

I Heart YA Books – Review & Excerpt

The Travelogue of a book addict – Review

Read-Love-Blog – Review & Excerpt

October 7

Books Need TLC – Review

Ripe for Reader – Review & Excerpt

Ramblings From This Chick – Excerpt

What Is That Book About – Excerpt

Romance Readers Retreat – Review

October 8

Alphas Do It Better Book Blog – Review

books are love – Review & Excerpt

Fangirls Ahead! – Review

Wrapped Up In Reading – Review

Rustys Reading – Review

  ttwm-teaser-5_teaserblitz  
jill-shalvis-2012-fullshot
About Jill Shalvis: New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Jill Shalvis lives in a small town in the Sierras full of quirky characters. Any resemblance to the quirky characters in her books is, um, mostly coincidental. Look for Jill’s sexy contemporary and award-winning books wherever romances are sold and click on the blog button above for a complete book list and daily blog detailing her city-girl-living-in-the-mountains adventures.      


Monday, September 26, 2016

Release Day Spotlight and Review: Sex Machine by Marie Force





Synopsis: 
Marie’s first standalone title in five years!

He’s good for one thing and one thing only—and she wants it bad.
Honey Carmichael has never had a decent orgasm, and she’s out to change that with the one man in town known for his superior skill between the sheets.

Blake Dempsey is happy to help Honey with her “problem” as long as she knows he’s only interested in sex. His heart was broken when his high school girlfriend was killed in the car he was driving, and he has nothing to offer other than more orgasms than Honey can handle.

Which is just fine with her—until fantastic orgasms aren’t enough anymore for either of them and unexpected feelings turn hot sex into messy entanglement—and that most definitely wasn’t in the plans.
But you know what they say about plans…

A sexy, dirty stand-alone romance intended for MATURE audiences. If you can’t take the heat in Blake’s bedroom, stay out or you might get burned. You’ve been warned!




Author Bio: 
Marie Force is the New York Times bestselling author of more than 50 contemporary romances, including the Gansett Island Series, which has sold more than 2.3 million books, and the Fatal Series from Harlequin Books, which has sold more than 1.2 million books. In addition, she is the author of the Green Mountain Series as well as the erotic romance Quantum Series, written under the slightly modified name of M.S. Force. All together, her books have sold more than 5 million copies worldwide!

Her goals in life are simple—to finish raising two happy, healthy, productive young adults, to keep writing books for as long as she possibly can and to never be on a flight that makes the news.

Join Marie’s mailing list on her website at marieforce.com for news about new books and upcoming appearances in your area. Follow her on Facebook at www.Facebook.com/MarieForceAuthor, on Twitter @marieforce and on Instagram at www.instagram.com/marieforceauthor/.

Marie's Social Links: 

Sex Machine Buy Links:




Excerpt: 

Chapter 1
Honey
“I want you to fuck me.” I’m proud of the fact that I never blink as I stare into the baby blues of the man I just blatantly propositioned. In public, no less.
Blake Dempsey chokes on a mouthful of beer, his eyes watering as beer meets lungs in an unholy alliance.
For the first time since I walked into the dark, dank bar, my resolve begins to waver as I question the wisdom of this mission. But if I don’t take the bull by the horns, literally, I might never know why everyone else makes such a big freaking deal about sex. My best friend, Lauren, has assured me that Blake Dempsey is the answer to my most pressing problem. And she speaks from experience.
Tentatively, I pat him on the back, hoping to get him breathing again so we can get back to our conversation, such as it is. Let’s face it—he’s no use to me dead.
As he continues to hack beer out of his airway, people begin to take notice of us, which is the exact opposite of what I wanted. I’d planned to come into the dive bar where Blake has his end-of-the-day beer at exactlysix thirty every night before heading home—alone—make my proposition and walk out of there with him.
I hadn’t counted on him choking on his beer or having the eyes of every man in the place on me as I wait for him to recover and give me an answer. What if he says no? Men never say no to Honey Carmichael, which is part of my problem. I have a reputation for attracting them like bees to. . . well, honey. But I’ve never been tempted to keep one of them, thus my well-earned reputation as a love ’em and leave ’em kind of gal.
It’s not my fault that I’m blessed with thick honey-blonde hair, brown eyes that made the boys start simpering over me in fifth grade and a rack that’s been getting me in trouble since high school. Not to mention the long legs that somehow manage to stay tanned year round and an ass that Tommy Lonergan once referred to as a work of art. So I’ve had my share of men. So what? The one thing I’ve never had is a decent orgasm with a man, which is why I’m still alone at almost thirty and happy that way. Most of the time.
Blake finally quits sputtering long enough to look up at me with eyes still watery from coughing. “You wanna run that by me again?”
“You heard me right the first time.” I resist the urge to fidget and hold his steady gaze.
His steely blue eyes seem to look right through me, as if searching for the truth behind my blatant invitation. As he runs his fingers through a short crop of dirty blond hair, his entire torso ripples with muscles.
My mouth waters at the thought of all those muscles wrapped around me. I lick my lips as my nipples stand up to take notice and my pussy clenches in anticipation. From what I’m told by a reliable source named Lauren, Blake has the biggest cock in town and knows how to use it. That thought causes the throbbing between my legs to intensify. When desperate times call for desperate measures, I believe in hiring the best man for the job. And these are most definitely desperate times.
“What brought this on?” His sexy drawl and the relaxed way he occupies the bar stool belie the intensity of his stare. To look at him, filthy from a day of hard, physical labor, one might dismiss him as just another working man.
One would be mistaken.
Blake runs the most successful construction and renovation business in the area, and judging by his grimy appearance, he works as hard as the many men he employs. On him, the grime only makes him more appealing.
“Did you finally run out of guys to fuck in this town? No one left but me?”
I can’t deny that I’ve probably had too much sex, looking for the elusive something that has other women waxing poetic about the act. To me, it’s nothing special, two bodies coming together to expend some energy. Big deal. I’ve never understood what all the hoopla is about, a sentiment I recently shared with Lauren. After she finished laughing at me, Lauren had said, “If you want to know what the hoopla is about, you need to fuck Blake Dempsey.”
Lauren ought to know. She’d been Blake’s fuck buddy for a short time years ago and had declared him an absolute machine in bed. Lauren assures me that doing the deed with Blake will result in nonstop orgasms and pleasure unlike anything I can possibly imagine. “One night with him,” Lauren had said, “and you won’t wonder anymore.”
“You wouldn’t care?” I’d asked my friend.
Lauren had shrugged. “It was just sex between us. That’s all he’s capable of. Everyone knows that. A girl would be a fool to fall for him, so I took what I could get, and when it was over, it was over. It was a long time ago. Have at him and The Cock.”
Even though I’ve known Blake all my life and have never once considered him boyfriend material—mostly because my best friend dated him ages ago—I’m desperate enough to know what I’ve been missing out on to walk into a bar and utter a sentence that no doubt has my dear, sweet grandmother rolling in her grave.
I can’t think about what Gran would have to say about me unashamedly propositioning a man. All I can think about since the conversation with Lauren a week ago are the words “machine” and “nonstop orgasms.” The best orgasms I’ve ever had are the ones I’ve given myself, thus my need for Blake and his legendary cock.
“Are you gonna answer the question?” Blake drawls.
I snap out of the fog to realize I’ve been staring at him while he waits for me to answer him. “What was the question again?”
“Did you run out of other guys to fuck? Is it down to me?”
I hold back a wince at his judgmental tone. I’m not proud of the number of men I’ve test driven, seeking the hoopla. “What do you care?”
“I don’t.” It’s a well-known fact that Blake Dempsey doesn’t care much about anything other than his family, his business, the people who work for him and a few select friends. He shrugs as he drains the beer bottle and puts it on the bar next to a ten-dollar bill. “It’s your business, not mine.”
When he stands to his full six-foot three-inch height and looks down at me, I nearly swallow my tongue. My nipples stretch against the confines of my bra and tank top, as if they’re reaching for him. I hold my breath waiting to see what he will do.
He brings his head down close to my ear. “Follow me home.” His tone is gruff and sexy and authoritative.
I shiver as my heated core weeps in anticipation. My eyes travel from broad shoulders to lean hips and below where the outline of that legendary cock has me licking my lips once again. Soft faded denim hugs him in all the right places, and it’s all I can do to refrain from reaching for the button and giving it a tug to get things started.
My mouth waters as I pictured his big cock springing free of his clothes, ripe for my mouth, my pussy and anywhere else he chooses to put it.
“Honey?”
Once again I shake off the sexual stupor and force myself to meet his gaze. If thinking about sex with him gets me this hot, I can’t imagine what the actual deed might entail.
“Are you coming?”
Even though Lauren had assured me he wouldn’t say no, I’m still insecure enough to be surprised that he accepted my offer. Oh my God, I’m really going to have sex with Blake Dempsey. Resting a hand on his sculpted chest, I say, “Oh yeah, I’ll be coming, and so will you, big boy.” The cocky statement, exactly what he expects from me, covers the quaking going on inside.
A throbbing pulse in his chiseled jaw is the only sign of emotion in his otherwise blank expression as he takes me by the hand and heads for the door.
Mindless of the prying eyes of the other customers, I scramble to keep up with his long-legged stride.
“Where’s your car?” he asks when we’re outside in the fading sunlight.
Heat from the long summer day rolls off the blacktop in scorching waves, but I shiver from the almost predatory way he looks at me. “There.” I point to my tiny silver car with the decal on the side hawking my photo studio.
“I’ll wait for you.” He drops my hand and stalks to his big black truck with his own company emblem on the side. His long strides eat up the pavement. I watch him go, fascinated, by the way his jeans hug his muscular ass. I can’t wait to see if his ass looks as good naked as it does in denim. Who am I kidding? It’ll look even better.
I order my quivering legs to move. They finally get the message, and I rush to my car, managing to drop my keys in the dusty dirt parking lot. I bend to get them and am scorched by awareness. As I stand up, I venture a glance at his truck and find him watching me intently, his entire focus on my ass. The quaking begins anew as I get into the car and fumble some more with the keys before managing to get the car started. At this rate, I’ll need an insane asylum before I ever get what I want from Blake.
His truck leaves a cloud of dust in its wake as he pulls out of the parking lot onto Highway 90, heading out of downtown Marfa, Texas. The sun is a ball of fire in the sky as I follow him at a safe distance. The last thing I need is to smash into his back end because I’m such a nervous fool. It’s not like I’ve never come on to a guy before. I have. Too many times, but this guy has always been so remote and off-limits that it took all my courage to walk into that bar and say the line that Lauren and I rehearsed until I got it just right. My hands are trembling and sweaty as I reach for my phone.
“What’d he say?” Lauren asks when she picks up on the first ring.
“I’m following him home.”
“To his house?”
“Yes.”
“This is huge! He never takes women to his place.” Lauren lets out a shrill squeal. “I’m so jealous!”
Instantly alarmed, I swerve before I right the car. “You said you didn’t care!” I can’t lose Lauren, the closest thing to family I have left. “I’ll call it off right now if you don’t want me to go with him.”
“I’m not jealous about him. I’m jealous that you get to be with The Cock.”
I swallow hard. “It can’t be that different from all the others.”
Lauren’s dirty chuckle comes through the phone. “Oh, Honey. . . You have no idea what you’re in for. Tomorrow, when you’re walking bow-legged, remember I told you so.”
A bead of sweat slides down my backbone. Propping the phone between my ear and shoulder, I turn the AC on high and follow the black truck as it hangs a left onto Antelope Hills Road. “You always did exaggerate, Lo.”
Lauren snorts with laughter. “You’ll know soon enough that I’m not exaggerating. Call me in the morning. I want every, single detail. In fact, if you could take notes, that’d be great.”
“Shut up.”
“Honey. . .”
The unusual seriousness in Lauren’s voice has me immediately on guard. “What?”
“Ever since your Gran died, you’ve been looking for a place to call home again. It’s not going to be with him. No matter what happens, don’t forget that. Do you hear me?”
“I hear you.”
Blake’s story is well known around town. He blames himself for the car accident our senior year of high school that had claimed the life of his girlfriend, Jordan Pullman, who’d also been a friend of mine and Lauren’s. The loss of Jordan had rocked our entire class, but no one more so than Blake. Even after the police ruled that the accident was the fault of the other driver, Blake continued to blame himself. He’d kept his distance from people—especially women—ever since, throwing his considerable energy into his business. Occasionally, he took a lover, but he never kept her for long.
My story is equally well known. Abandoned at the church when I was days old, Nora Carmichael, who’d never married, took me in and raised me as her own. Because Nora was in her early sixties when I came to live with her, I always called her “Gran.” She died ten years ago when I was only twenty, leaving me to fend for myself in an unforgiving world. I’ve done okay, all things considered, but it’s been a struggle.
“Call me in the morning?” Lauren says.
“I will.”
“Remember: Only sex.”
“I gotcha.”
“Did you use the ‘I want you to fuck me’ line?” Lauren asks. We’d debated a number of ice-breaking lines and had settled on the most direct of the many choices.
“Sure did.”
“I need to try that one on Garrett.”
Poor Lauren has been lusting for years after Garrett McKinley, accountant to Blake’s company and most of the other businesses in town. “What’s stopping you?”
“Um, only the fact that he thinks I’m a brainless floozy.”
“You’re neither brainless nor a floozy. Look at what a booming business you’ve made of the flower shop. How can he think you’re brainless?”
“Maybe because I act that way any time he’s in the same zip code as me?”
“I still say you should hire him to do your books. Then he’ll find out how full of brains you really are.”
“Not happening. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.”
I watch Blake pull into a driveway a block in front of me. The door on a two-car garage goes up and Blake pulls in. “I gotta go. We’re at his house.”
“Just sex,” Lauren says one more time.
“I heard you the first ten times. Bye, Lo.” Ending the call, I repeat Lauren’s refrain. “Just sex.” The last place in the world I’m going to find my home is in the arms of the most remote man I know. Determined to take this one night, and only this one night, with him and “The Cock”—a thought that makes me giggle nervously—I follow Blake’s hand signal to pull into the empty half of the two-car garage.
By the time I make it out of my car and into the laundry room that adjoins the garage, he’s removed his work boots and stripped down to boxer briefs that hug his tight ass.
I stare at the muscles on his back that taper down to that most excellent butt—and wonder if we’re going to get busy right here. I clear my throat to remind him I’m here.
He seems in no particular rush as he tosses his clothes into a front-loading washer, adds detergent and starts the cycle. Then, as if I’m not there, he goes into the kitchen.
I’m not sure if I’m supposed to follow him, but I do it anyway.
He hands me a piece of paper. “Tell them to send my usual and get whatever you want.”
I somehow manage to tear my gaze from the most lickable male chest and ripped abs I’ve ever seen to glance at the red and green print on the paper. I recognize the logo of Pizza Foundation. “They don’t deliver.”
“They do for me. I pay extra.”
“I’m not hungry.”
He shoots me a meaningful look. “I worked all day, and if I’m going to be expected to work all night, too, I need fuel—and so do you.”
A burst of heat creeps from my chest to my face as the implications of his statement settle on me. All nightWhoa.
“Make the call. I’m going to grab a shower. There’re drinks in the fridge. Help yourself.”
For a long moment after he leaves the room, I stand motionless in the middle of a nicer-than-expected kitchen. What the hell am I doing here? Did I really go to the bar Blake Dempsey frequents and ask him to fuck me? “You’ve lost what’s left of your mind.”
I could cut my losses and leave while he’s in the shower. Sure, the few times a year that I run into Blake at the grocery store or post office or at the home of a mutual friend would be awkward from now on, but I can live with that if it means saving some face.
My cell phone chimes with a new text message that jostles me out of my temporary paralysis. Digging into my purse, I pull out my phone. From Lauren: No matter what, don’t chicken out. You’ll be sorry forever if you do. Trust me on that!
As always, Lauren’s timing is impeccable. Sucking in a deep breath and releasing it, I call in the pizza order and then take a beer from the fridge. If there’s ever been a time for liquid courage, this is surely it.

Laura's Review:

I'm kind of liking this trend in romance of character-driven stories that are refreshingly honest and unabashedly unashamed in their desires and how to get them fulfilled. Don't let the title and tagline fool you - this isn't just some naughty bit of erotica masquerading as romantic fiction - it's a wonderful, heartwarming story with beautiful characters that just happen to like sex a whole lot. There's potential for a spin-off here, and I certainly hope Marie Force continues along these lines with her next book!

4/5 stars

Note: A copy of this book was provided in exchange of this honest review.