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Wednesday, January 15, 2020

Book Blitz with Giveaway: Alonzo (Bossy Brothers #5) by J.A. Huss

Book info:
Title:  Alonzo
Author:  J.A. Huss
SeriesBossy Brothers #5
Publication date: January 13th 2020
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense

Synopsis:
Read as book five in the Bossy Brothers series or as a standalone book.
TARA
Lonnie Derringer is a filthy-mouthed, dirty-talking, long-distance fling.
(That’s been going on for two years.)
I know, I know. That’s not a fling. This might be getting serious.
I think about him all the time. I look forward to our quickie lunch dates and the way he whispers in my ear every night from two-thousand miles away.
He’s the best boyfriend I never had.
Until I find out his name isn’t Lonnie, it’s Alonzo.
Until I find out he’s not some boring accountant with a dead-end job, he’s a six-foot-four, yoked-out, tatted-up fisherman who never wears a shirt!
That’s right, girls. He’s been catfishing me online for two… freakingyears!
And then he becomes more than just the best boyfriend I’ve never had.
He becomes my target.
ALONZO
Tara Tanner is the perfect long-distance girlfriend who lives in the Land of Far, Far Away.
She’s a blonde, bookish bundle of sexy-overachiever. A wicked little siren with a filthy mind and an eye for pencil skirts. And every time I ask her to ‘send-me-a-pic-or-it-never-happened’ she goes above and beyond.
She is, quite simply, the most perfect woman I’ve ever had the pleasure to never meet.
I didn’t set out to lie to her and I didn’t expect to meet her.
But one day she shows up at my house, and guess what?
She wasn’t the only one being catfished for two years.
Because she’s not who she said she was either.
Bossy Brothers: Alonzo can be read as book five in the Bossy Brothers series or as a standalone story and features a sexy game of guess-who between a librarian obsessed with pencil skirts and a fisherman tatted up with mermaids. It’s long-distance fling filled with dirty-talking, sexy selfies, and safely-hidden secrets… until it isn’t.
Until the day they meet and realize… Love in the Land of fake Far, Far Away can’t ever compare to the real thing.


EXCERPT:
ALONZO

“Fort Collins Public Library, how can I help you?”

“Yes. Hello. I have a question about a book.”

“Yes, sir. That’s wonderful. I can’t wait to hear it.”

“Well, it’s not a question about a book, per se. I’m looking for something specific. To read.”

“Well, you’re talking to the right girl. I’m a book expert. I even have the pencil skirt, tight white blouse, severe ponytail, and dark-framed glasses to prove it.”

“Hmmm. What’s your name? It’s just… I like to use a woman’s name when I talk books with them.”

“Ohhh… Tara. I’m Tara. Do you… like women who talk books back to use your name as well?”

“Hmmm. Intriguing question, Tara. I’ve never thought about it before. But yes. Yes. I’d like that. I’m Lonnie. A too-smart, button-down-shirt-wearing accountant who loves numbers and making things… balance.”

“Balancing. I like that.”

“You do?”

“Mmm-hmmm.”

“What kind of balancing are you picturing? Like… financial statements and checkbooks?”

“Nnn-nooooo. More like… the kind of balance you need when a hot, sexy accountant is fucking you up against a wall.”

“Oh.”

“Sorry. My imagination is… well, wild. And I’m a bit bored at the moment. There’s absolutely no one else here in the library with me. I guess I’m just looking for a little fun while no one’s watching.”

“Are you sure you’re a librarian?”

“Positive. But I’d like to clarify one thing before we continue. I don’t mind people watching.”

“Oh.”

“Now tell me. What kind of specific book are you looking for? I’m excited at the prospect of pleasing you.”

“This might sound a little weird, Tara.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that. I’ve heard it all, Lonnie.”

“It’s a very… odd trope I’m looking for.”

“Trust me, Lonnie. I’m here to help. What trope are you looking for today?”

“OK, so… it’s the one about the… well, let’s call him under-socialized—”

“Got it. Our protagonist is a man who is maybe… an accountant?”

“Exactly.”

“Great. Keep going.”

“And he meets this… other under-socialized person. Female. Maybe a…”

“A librarian?”

“Yes! Exactly. This accountant meets a librarian and they…”

“Fuck?”

“No.”

“Have cam sex?”

“Mmmm… not quite. But close.”

“OK. I think I understand. But I need a little clarification, if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind at all, Tara. How can I clarify?”

“Well, this accountant. Can you give me a better description? Just so, you know, I can clearly envision this… book… in my head.”

“Sure. He’s about six foot four.”

“Oh, my.”

“Yeah. He’s big.”

“Big as in…?”

“Tall. Yup.”

“Oh.”

“But he’s big in other ways too.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Like… you know. Biiiig.”

“Big as in… I can’t fit my hand around it?”

“How big are your hands?”

“Small to average.”

“Then definitely not.”

“I see. OK. Got it. He’s girthy.”

“Exactly.”

“What else?”

“Well, his hair is light brown.”

“Hmm. Eyes?”

“Let’s go with hazel.”

“Hazel green? Hazel blue? Or hazel brown?”

“Hazel green-brown.”

“Delicious.”

“What?”

“Oh. I’m eating pudding. And I just licked my spoon. It’s delicious.”

“Pudding, huh?”

“Mmmm. Pudding. OK. I have a better picture of our hero. But what of our heroine? This… librarian.”

“Well… she’s a typical librarian. And you’re a librarian.”

“That I am, Lonnie.”

“Well, this librarian is on the small side.”

“Small as in petite? Or small as in… not more than a mouthful?”

“Petite.”

“Oh. So she’s ample in all the right places. Like me.”

“Like you, huh?”

“Mmmm-hmm.”

“And she wears… well, pencil skirts.”

“Also like me.”

“And a tight, white, button-down blouse that shows off her ample…”

“Breasts?”

“I was going to say ‘pocket protector.’”

“Lonnie?”

“Tara?”

“You’re making this difficult.”

“How so?”

“I’m on my lunch break here.”

“Oh, am I disturbing you?”

“Not at all. I’m just waiting for you to get to the good parts.”

“The part where they bond over books and numbers?”

“No, the part where he talks dirty to her on the phone while she’s on her lunch break so she can come on her fingers and make him pretend to lick them.”

I laugh.

“It’s not funny. Come on!”

“It’s roleplaying.”

“I know. I’m done with it. I gave you the perfect in and all you had to do was say, ‘Yeah, the kind of balance when he fucks her against a wall’ and we’d be halfway home right now!”

“Where’s the fun in that?”

“You’re doing this on purpose! You know I only get thirty minutes for lunch today! It’s book club Monday and I’ve got every damn housewife in Fort Collins in here with her wine-stained book-of-the-month-club edition paperback acting like she’s all literate and shit.”

I laugh again.

“Lonnie. Phone-fuck me right now. Or I’m hanging up and never answering your pervy calls again.”


Author Bio:
JA Huss is the New York Times Bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today Bestseller's list 21 times in the past five years. She writes characters with heart, plots with twists, and perfect endings.
Her new sexy sci-fi romance and paranormal romance pen name is KC Cross and she writes novels and teleplays collaboratively with actor and screenwriter, Johnathan McClain.
Her books have sold millions of copies all over the world, the audio version of her semi-autobiographical book, Eighteen, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award and an Audie Award in 2016 and 2017 respectively. Her audiobook, Mr. Perfect, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award in 2017. Her audiobook, Taking Turns, was nominated for an Audie Award in 2018. Five of her book were optioned for a TV series by MGM television in 2018. And her book, Total Exposure, was nominated for a RITA Award in 2019.
She lives on a ranch in Central Colorado with her family.

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Monday, December 16, 2019

Book Blitz Excerpt with Giveaway: Bossy Bride: Emma and Jesse (Bossy Brothers #4) by J.A. Huss


Book info:
Title:  Bossy Bride: Emma and Jesse
Author:  J.A. Huss
Series:  Bossy Brothers #4
Publication date: December 18th 2019
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Romance
Synopsis:
Bossy Bride features Jesse and Emma getting almost-hitched on a roller coaster, tricked into being the stars of a pirate show, jumping out of an airplane, and saying their vows in front of two huge Italian families who don’t speak English. It’s a rompy, whirlwind trip down a rabbit hole of “Fantasy” Vegas weddings planned by a man called “Fingers” and just when you think nothing else could go wrong—a mermaid descends from the ceiling.
Jesse Boston is the man of my dreams. He’s super sexy, super rich, and super funny. He gets all my jokes, he treats me like a princess, and our love life is smokin’ hot.
So I’m gonna marry him. I’m not real picky about how that happens and if my mother wants to have her say, fine. That’s fine. She gave birth to three boys and just one girl. So I get it. She NEEDS a wedding.
But when she invites my childhood nemesis, KAREN, to plan our wedding AND be one of my bride’s maids? Uh—no. It’s not happening. Karen Krakken-Channing will not plan my wedding, will not be at my wedding, and she’s certainly not going to be IN my wedding.
Luckily, my jet-butler, Miles, and my almost-husband get this great idea!
We’re going to elope to Vegas on Christmas Eve eve, get hitched in the most ridiculous way possible, and then fly home in time for Christmas Eve dinner.
We’ve got it all figured out.
Nothing can go wrong.
We will have one simple wedding in like… a drive-through chapel, and call it good.
Take that, KAREN!



EXCERPT:
My bride is sexy hot.

And no, the man whose arm she’s holding onto as she walks isn’t her father. And none of these people here are our people—but in this moment I do not care.

Emma.

Emma is the only thing on my mind.

I want this woman by my side right now. I want her next to me for the rest of my life. I want her in sickness and in health. I’ll take all the bad with the good. I want to love and cherish her so hard, she will forget the thirteen years we spent apart and only think of the ones we spent together.

Her veil only covers her eyes. It’s a very tasteful, very understated veil. But the best thing about that veil is that as I watch her walk towards me—as I see her suddenly realize that this is it, we really are gonna make it all the way through this ceremony—I catch her checking me out. I catch her eyes wandering down my body, then back up to meet my gaze again.

She smiles and bites her lip.

And man, that little lip-biting thing? Yeah. I’m gonna picture that every time I make love to her for the rest of my life.

My stomach flips with excitement once they reach the steps and all I want to do is rush down those steps and pull her into my arms.

But I wait.

I force myself to stand still and wait as her fake father pauses to look lovingly at her—nice touch, fake father-in-law—and then she ascends towards me.

Emma’s eyes find mine as she slowly approaches the altar. And then she shrugs up her shoulders as if a tingle went up her body.

God, I love her. I love her so much. And even though I still have regrets about missing out on all those years when we were apart, I know—I just feel it in my heart—that this is just the beginning for us. We have so much to look forward to. And pretty soon none of those missing years will matter anymore. We’ll be too busy making new memories to even think about the ones we never had.

When they reach the top her fake father stops just a step away from me, turns to Emma, and lifts her small veil up and says something low and soft in Italian.

Emma nods her head at him and murmurs, “Thank you.”

Then she turns to me. I reach for her and she takes my hand, stepping forward to stand next to me as we both face each other in front of this chapel filled with people.

It’s only then that we realize… the priest is speaking in Italian.

Both of us giggle. Fuck it, right?

What did we really expect? And surely, this day could not get any weirder.

We hold hands as he speaks, probably saying all the usual things. Marriage is serious. Marriage is a lifelong commitment. Marriage is sacred.

Yes. I agree to all those things.

I hold Emma’s hands in mine as the ceremony proceeds. And I even hear a sniffle or two from our audience. Nice touch, Fingers. Nice touch.

And even though everything here started out fake, suddenly everything feels very, very real.

I am marrying this woman.

The priest pauses, and when we look at him we realize we’re up.

We didn’t discuss this. We have no vows! And even though everyone else is working off a script, we’re just winging it.

Emma looks a little frightened. Her eyes are wide and her pouty lips are making a perfect, round, o shape.

I squeeze her hand. “I got you, babe.” Then I clear my throat and begin.

“Emma Dumas. I first met you thirteen years ago. We were young, and one of us was very stupid.”
She smiles wide and sucks in a breath of air. “Me,” I say, looking out at the crowd. And hey, they get it. Because they chuckle a little at my joke. “But I don’t think I ever told you how you grabbed my attention that day. I saw you from across Mallory Square. You were wearing little Daisy Duke cut-offs and a white tank top. And, of course, those now infamous pigtails.”

She squeezes my hands as she shakes her head and looks down for a moment. But she quickly raises her eyes back up to meet mine. Like she refuses to miss a single moment of our big minute.

“And Emma, I thought to myself… ‘Jesse Boston—’” A slight murmur from the crowd makes me pause for a moment. I guess they didn’t know who I was and now they do. Jesse Boston is the same no matter what language you say it in. “I said, ‘Jesse Boston, how in the heck have you been on this island for a week and are just now seeing this girl?’ You see,” I say to the crowd, “I missed her. And I hated that. I really hated that. Because up until that moment when I first saw this vision of a girl, I was doing nothing. I was nothing. I was wasting time, and taking up space, and couldn’t even begin to imagine what the next thirteen minutes would bring, let alone the next thirteen years. So I took my chance.” I turn back to Emma. “I went up to your shaved ice stand and asked you out. It was probably not my best pick-up. But Emma, I just want you to know… it was my most honest one.”

She lowers her eyes again. And when they rise up to meet mine just a moment later, I see the shine of a tear in them.

“It was… honest. Every moment with you that night was honest. And when we reconnected thirteen years later, every moment that came after was honest too. You not only make me want to be a better man, I am a better man with you by my side.” I bring her hand up to my lips and I gently kiss her fingers. “Thank you. Thank you for seeing the better me. Thank you for buying me from a bachelor auction with grand delusions of revenge. Thank you for the one-up dream date. Thank you for sharing your family with me. Thank you for being my knight in shining armor… just…” I shake my head. “Babe? I can’t do this without you.”

She inhales deeply, lets go of one of my hands to swipe a tear off her cheek, and then says, “Jesse Boston. You were my fantasy man when we first met. You were the man who made all the promises. You were a boy so golden I could barely stand to look at you.”

I sigh. Because I didn’t feel good enough for her back then. I was so afraid she’d see through me. So afraid she’d realize what a fraud I was. So afraid that she’d figure me out and sneak away, thankful that she dodged a bullet with a boy called Jesse.

“And when you disappeared, I was lost. I was someone else when you left. Some other girl who no longer understood her place in this world. And for the next thirteen years I would think about you at least once a day. I would think… what could we have been? What life would we have lived if we had stayed together from the start? If we had never gone out and did our thing, by ourselves, on our own?” She squeezes my hands. “And you know what?”

“What?” I whisper, dying to know what she thinks about this.

“We might’ve been that couple.”

I laugh a little. That couple.

“We might have been that couple you described on our second-chance first date last summer. The one who fights hard, and lives fast, and loves each other ferociously.”

“Love is a battlefield, babe. And we’re both just generals.”


Author Bio:
JA Huss is the New York Times Bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today Bestseller's list 21 times in the past five years. She writes characters with heart, plots with twists, and perfect endings.
Her new sexy sci-fi romance and paranormal romance pen name is KC Cross and she writes novels and teleplays collaboratively with actor and screenwriter, Johnathan McClain.
Her books have sold millions of copies all over the world, the audio version of her semi-autobiographical book, Eighteen, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award and an Audie Award in 2016 and 2017 respectively. Her audiobook, Mr. Perfect, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award in 2017. Her audiobook, Taking Turns, was nominated for an Audie Award in 2018. Five of her book were optioned for a TV series by MGM television in 2018. And her book, Total Exposure, was nominated for a RITA Award in 2019.
She lives on a ranch in Central Colorado with her family.

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Friday, October 4, 2019

Book Blitz with Giveaway: Johnny (Bossy Brothers #2) by J.A. Huss


Book info:
Title:   Johnny
Author:  J.A. Huss
Series:  Bossy Brothers #2
Publication date: September 26th 2019
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
Synopsis:
She wasn’t supposed to be the princess I wasn’t looking for.
When my father ‘died’ five years ago I took over the ‘family business’. But when I say business, I really mean secret society. Or cult. Or militia. Hell, let’s keep it simple and call it the mob.
It’s just not that mob.
It’s much darker, much dirtier, and much more dangerous than any old everyday mob.
And I was perfectly fine with my role in life for a long time. But now my brothers are involved and I need to get them out.
Enter Megan Machette.
When I found her helpless, nearly-naked, and chained to a wall on an island prison I had no intention of being her Prince Charming. But then I found out she had a dirty, dark, dangerous secret that could solve all my family problems.
I was just going to use her. Play her. Tell her everything she wanted to hear.
I never planned on baring my secrets to her in a midnight confession and I certainly never expected her to see past the dark filth inside my soul and find the man underneath.
But she did.
She wasn’t supposed to be the princess I wasn’t looking for.
But she is.
And now I will do anything—even use her evil secret to take down thousands of people—to save my brothers and get what I want.
Her.
Bossy Brothers: Johnny features a prince saving his princess from a life of hell, one or ten romantic gestures from a tattooed bad boy, swimming with glowing dolphins in the Bahamas, and secrets so deep everyone almost drowns. Bossy Brothers: Johnny is book three in the series and can be read alone but should be read in order.

EXCERPT:

MEGAN
“How come you don’t mind when I say ‘cock?’”

He leans in, soft mouth nibbling my ear, and whispers, “Because a dirty mouth isn’t the same thing as dirty talking. I really like the dirty talk. And if you’re really sincere about asking me why now, why you? Well, then let me take this opportunity to convince you my offer is well thought out and real.”

My mouth is open. My heart is racing. My nipples are tight and the sweet spot between my legs is throbbing. I suck in a breath and hold it.

“I want to untie that little string bikini I bought for you this afternoon, throw it out to sea, wrap your legs around my middle, stick my thick, hard cock up inside you, and then fuck you slowly in the light of the moon.”

I breathe out. “We might drown.”

He bites my earlobe. His feet making underwater waves as he keeps us afloat.

“Sometimes the price of victory is high. But I promise you, it won’t end in drowning. All you have to do is say yes.”

I want to say yes. I wanted him to make this move last night. I thought he would make this move last night. So why am I hesitating?

Maybe it’s because he’s thrown me some curveballs today. Starting with all that chastising about swearing, then the uncharacteristic self-doubt in the restaurant, then he changed the plan and gave me presents… and tied that ribbon around my wrist like he was claiming me as his.

Jesus Christ. I’m delusional.

But all that does actually add up to something and it could be this… gesture.

Or offer. Or whatever it is he’s doing.

It doesn’t add up.

“Or,” he says, his fingers tugging on one of the strings holding my bottoms on until it comes loose, “you could just tell me no when you want me to stop, if that’s the way you play submit.”

“Submit?” I laugh. But his hand is already tugging on the other string. And the next thing I know I’m not wearing bottoms anymore.

They’re floating free somewhere down below me. A thing of the sea now.

He just keeps going. His hands reach up to the rhinestone clasp between my breasts, opening it in one swift, well-practiced move, and they’re free, his palms squeezing them tight until I let out a small moan.

“Tell me no,” he whispers into my ear. “Because unless you tell me no, I’m gonna keep going like it’s a yes.”

I bite my lip, but I don’t say no.

Then his open mouth is on mine. His lips soft, but somehow still demanding and punishing. Both hands come up to my face to hold me there. Captive in his kiss.

We start to sink, and I struggle away, my hands and feet treading water to keep us afloat. But his hands drop down to my thighs, gripping them tight as he opens me up. Immediately, I press my knees around his middle. His fingers tug on his board shorts, and then his cock is between my open legs. Pressing, pushing, insisting on being inside me.

“Hold on to me,” he whispers past my lips, our mouths still kissing.

And I do. Desperately. My arms circle his neck and my legs circle his hips. Giving him permission to enter me fully.

It’s the slowest fuck I’ve ever experienced. There’s barely any friction. There’s no forceful pushing and thrusting. There’s just not enough resistance in the water for a hard fuck like that.

But I don’t need any of that right now. My body is hot, and alive, and begging for more. And even though he’s not giving me more, he has no more to give while we’re in the ocean like this, I don’t really need it. Every small movement excites me. Every brush of his lips against mine thrills me. And when his hand on my hip lowers down the curve of my ass and presses between my legs, I’m almost embarrassed at how wonderful that feels.

I gasp a little. We’re no longer kissing. But our foreheads are pressed together. Our breathing ragged and matched. His feet kicking underwater to keep us afloat.

I let go of him and drop my fingers down between our bodies, pressing against the hard muscles of his stomach, until my fingers flip over so I can play with myself.

Johnny leans in and bites my neck. I gasp, and he pulls back, kissing it softly. But then he bites again, and again, and again until some unknown, never-before-experienced feeling of lust and desire fills my body and…

“Oh, shit,” I moan softly. “Shit.”

I come on my fingers. His hard cock barely inside me.

I bury my head into his neck, embarrassed. Not really understanding how that even happened.

He leans over on his side. One hand gripping my waist, holding us together, the other dragging us towards the shore.

I don’t even know what’s happening and I’m starting to feel uncomfortable and weird about what I just did when I realize he’s standing on the sandy ocean floor, lifting me up. Carrying me through the crashing waves to the beach.

He lays me down, half in, half out of the rolling surf. His body covers mine, his hands on both my cheeks once again, his mouth open, tongue inside me.

Then he lets go of my face, grabs both knees with both hands, opens me back up, and slips inside.

And this time his cock—still rock hard—refuses to fuck me slowly.




Author Bio:
JA Huss is the New York Times Bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today Bestseller's list 21 times in the past five years. She writes characters with heart, plots with twists, and perfect endings.
Her new sexy sci-fi romance and paranormal romance pen name is KC Cross and she writes novels and teleplays collaboratively with actor and screenwriter, Johnathan McClain.
Her books have sold millions of copies all over the world, the audio version of her semi-autobiographical book, Eighteen, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award and an Audie Award in 2016 and 2017 respectively. Her audiobook, Mr. Perfect, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award in 2017. Her audiobook, Taking Turns, was nominated for an Audie Award in 2018. Five of her books were optioned for a TV series by MGM television in 2018. And her book, Total Exposure, was nominated for a RITA Award in 2019.
She lives on a ranch in Central Colorado with her family.

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Friday, May 17, 2019

Book Blitz with Giveaway: Wild Thing by JA Huss


Book info:
Title:  Wild Thing 
Author:  JA Huss
Publication date: May 13th, 2019
Genres: Contemporary Romance
Synopsis:
Kidnapping her was the easy part. Now I’ve got to tame her.
Runaway corporate princess, Lyssa Baylor, was born with a silver spoon in her mouth.
But that’s not what I’ll be sticking in there.
LYSSA
Freelance princess hunter, Mason Macintyre, thinks he’s so tough with those bulging muscles. He thinks he’s so smart with his plan to tame me with spankings and submission. Well, I’ve got news for him. They don’t call me Wild Thing for nothing.  I’ve been playing unruly princess my whole life and I’m not about to stop now.
MASON
This was supposed to be a simple kidnap job. Catch her and bring her in so she can be married off to the son of a family friend. But once her father realizes the man he hired to reform his unruly brat of a daughter won’t be able to handle her, he blackmails me into completing the job.
No one blackmails me, I don’t care how rich and powerful you are. Her father might be untouchable, but Lyssa isn’t. I’m gonna touch her all over and punish her so hard, that forced marriage will be her only way out of my little princess reform school.
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WILD THING is a smokin’-hot, sexy story of a runaway princess and her reluctant Prince Charming. A tantalizing tale of forced marriage, captive submission, and a hero who doesn’t know he’s a hero until he meets the girl he was meant to save.



 
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EXCERPT:
She smiles at herself in the mirror. “Now this is a wedding dress.”

And I agree. So different than the one she used to wipe my come off her face.

“But oh,” she says, turning to look at her ass in the mirror. “Panty lines.”

And then, before I even realize what she’s doing, she reaches inside the side slits along each thigh and pulls her panties down, kicking them off to the side.

“Lyssa!”

“This is why I never wear underwear,” she explains. “I need to see if it looks OK without them. Because with them—”

“You are not walking down the aisle with no panties on.”

“Oh, yes, I am. This is a no-panties dress and you picked it out. So you have to live with it.”

My cock agrees with her. Because I’m fully fucking hard now.

She glances down at it, then lifts her eyes to mine, and says, “I hope you’re not thinking—”

“I’m not,” I say.

“—because if you wanted to do dirty stuff in here, we could get caught—”

“Don’t worry,” I say.

“—and Margaret would be so disappointed in us if she caught the best man fucking his best friend’s fiancée.”

“What?” I say, doing a double-take.

“That’s what I told her. It’s kinda hot, isn’t it?”

“No,” I say. “It’s kinda sad, actually.”

“Well, it was a lie, anyway. So that just makes it hot."

“Jesus, Lyssa.”

She mouths the words Wild Thing at me, then reaches down to grab my cock.

I push her away, but she backs me into the mirror with a bang.

“Everything OK in there?” Margaret calls from the other side of the door.

“Just fine,” I yell back, glaring at Lyssa.

“Come on,” she whispers. “Wild thing, hold me tight.” And then she giggles.

“That’s not even how the song goes—”

But I stop. Because the next thing I know, she’s on her knees in front of me, the button popped on my jeans, the zipper down, and my cock is in her hands.

“Lyssa,” I groan.

“Tell me no,” she says, then sticks the head of my cock in her mouth, pressing her tongue up against my shaft, before I even have a chance.

“Would you like another dress?” Margaret calls.

Lyssa eases her mouth off my cock with a loud smacking sound and looks up at me. “What do you think, Mason? Do we need to try on another one?”

“No,” I call back to Margaret. “We’ll let you know if we need anything else.”

“I could wrap it up for you,” Margaret offers, just as Lyssa puts my cock back in her mouth and takes me deep into her throat.

“Uh… we’re not quite…. oh, God… done yet,” I say.

“OK, I’m right out here if you need anything.”

“Great,” I groan. Because Lyssa is giving me a full-on head-bobbing messy blow-job. And against my better judgment, my fingers are now tangled in her hair, urging her on.

She pulls off me, both her hands on my thighs, pushing me back, and then she stands again.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“Making you choose.”

“Choose what?”

She backs up against the mirror and whispers, “You know why you chose the dress with two slits?”

I already know where this is going.

“Because I can do this.” She pulls the center portion of material aside and flashes her bare pussy at me. “And you,” she says, grabbing my shirt and pulling me towards her so my cock bumps into her leg, “can put that inside me and I don’t even have to take my clothes off.”

“I’m not gonna fuck you,” I whisper back.

Why not? she silently mouths and simultaneously pouts.

“Because you’re not mine, Lyssa.”

She sighs. Frowning. Giving up. Because she leans back against the wall and wilts. “I want to be yours.”

“You can’t be,” I say.

“Why not?”

“Because you’re engaged. And I’m just… I’m just your fucking babysitter.”

She slides her hand between her legs, then withdraws it and places the tip of her glistening wet finger against my lips.

I close my eyes and open my mouth, my cock totally in charge now. I suck on her finger the way she was just sucking on my cock.

“Please,” she whispers. So low, I almost don’t hear her. “I promise to be good in every other way if you just… make me feel loved right now.”

I pull her finger out of my mouth and say, “Lyssa,” feeling sad for her.

“We can pretend,” she says. “Right?” She places both her hands on my cheeks and leans in. Kisses me.

I kiss her back.

I know I shouldn’t. I feel the guilt of a best man fucking his best friend’s fiancée, and I don’t even care.

If her name is Lyssa Baylor then I want to fuck my best friend’s fiancée.

“Everybody pretends,” she whispers past my lips. “It’s all fake, Mason. So who cares, anyway?”

She pulls her dress aside again, reaching for my cock. And when she tugs on it, I do the unthinkable. I take two steps forward and we’re not even two steps apart. So now my chest is pressing up against her breasts, forcing her against the wall. She lifts up her leg and I brush the middle section of satin dress over the side of her thigh to get it out of the way.

And after that, it takes no effort at all to slip my cock inside her.

The one thing I told myself I wouldn’t do.

I would eat her out, and let her blow me. And kiss her, and suck her nipples, and smack her ass, and all that other stuff. And it would be OK if I just didn’t fuck her.

And now I’m fucking her.

In her wedding dress.


Author Bio:
JA Huss is the New York Times Bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today Bestseller's list 21 times in the past five years. She writes characters with heart, plots with twists, and perfect endings.
Her new sexy sci-fi romance and paranormal romance pen name is KC Cross and she writes novels and teleplays collaboratively with actor and screenwriter, Johnathan McClain.
Her books have sold millions of copies all over the world, the audio version of her semi-autobiographical book, Eighteen, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award and an Audie Award in 2016 and 2017 respectively. Her audiobook, Mr. Perfect, was nominated for a Voice Arts Award in 2017. Her audiobook, Taking Turns, was nominated for an Audie Award in 2018. Five of her book were optioned for a TV series by MGM television in 2018. And her book, Total Exposure, was nominated for a RITA Award in 2019.
She lives on a ranch in Central Colorado with her family.

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Wednesday, December 26, 2018

Top 10 of 2018: New or New-to-Me Authors with Giveaway


So, guess what, I found another blog hosting a Top 10 of 2018 Event!  So, I'm joining in, and on the days I have already done the topic they're doing, I'll do the ones I missed on the days I already did something different, or add one of the original top 10s that might not be listed if I'm not a fan of one of the days.  This one is hosted by Kimberly Faye Reads, so click on her blog name to go join in!  Here are the days scheduled:


Today's topic is the top 10 new or new-to-me authors I read in 2018.  I think all of my books are authors that are new to me, not new.  Seven are romance, and three are teen.  Here is my list, and in no particular order as usual, other than I've separated the teen first, followed by the romance.

1. 
 A Prom to Remember was the first book I've read by Sandy Hall, although I do have a copy of her book A Little Something Different still sitting on my TBR shelf to be read.

2. 


Star-Crossed was the first book I've read by Pintip Dunn, even though I have been hearing about her awesome books for so long!  But now that I've read one, I'm hooked, and can't wait to read more!

3.

The first book I've read by Maria V. Snyder was Navigating the Stars, and I loved it!  She is another author I've been hearing about forever it seems like. And I have to say her fans were right!

4.

I have been following Meghan Quinn on social media for awhile, but I first got to read her this year as part of a tour for her book Three Blind Dates.  Not only is she hilarious on social media, but her sense of humor totally is included in all of her books. But she can also make you cry, as a couple other series I read by her this summer made me do.  Also, I got to meet her at Book Bonanza this summer!


5.

I fell in love with Drumline by Stacy Kestwick, probably in part because the main love interest had a dachshund and so there were some wiener jokes in there that all dachshund owners love to tell.  Of course now I love following her on social media as well, and need more books from her!

6.

Again I actually got started reading J. Kenner with a blog tour for her Man of the Month series, starting with the 3rd one, Need You Now.  I then got to meet her at Book Bonanza as well, and she asked me if I'd read her Stark series, which I hadn't and so she gave me a copy of the first one in that series to try out.  I still need to post my review of it, but I loved it!





7.

So, I totally fell in love with Carmen Jenner after reading her book Cake.  Then I read another book by her, Bittersweet, and she is now one of my most MUST meet authors!

8.

So, I knew I might get to meet J.A. Huss at Book Bonanza, so I listened to the audio of one of her books, Taking Turns. At first I wasn't sure how I'd end up feeling overall about her, but I loved the book by the end, and now am a big fan. And yes, I did get to meet her!





9.

Emma Hart is another author I discovered through blog tours, and like Carmen Jenner above, she is now one of my MUST meet authors, and totally auto-buy.  I started by reading Four Day Fling, and now I am in love with her writing!

10.

I first discovered Michelle Mankin at the Kinky in Kansas City Romance Author convention last spring.  I loved her book that I bought at the time, Rock F*ck Club, and was very excited to get to see her again at Book Bonanza in the summer.





So, those are my top 10 new-to-me authors of 2018.

I've got two more entries from this week, and if you check them out, there are two more giveaways:  Top 10 Favorite Books of 2018, and Top 10 Favorite Covers of 2018.

And here is today's giveaway!

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Unfortunately, due to prices on these books, I am only going to be able to do e-books from Amazon if I want to do all the giveaways I have planned for this week.  So you can pick any e-book from any of the above authors with a few exceptions:  For J. Kenner you need to pick a book from her Man of the Month  series, for Maria V. Snyder, you can only choose Navigating the Stars, and unfortunately, due to the prices again, I am not including any books by Sandy Hall or Pintip Dunn in this giveaway.  I am doing two winners though, so two people will get to pick their e-books. And, each winner gets to spend up to $5. So if one book you want from one of the authors is $3.99, you could pick a $.99 one as well.  If one is $2.99, you could pick a $1.99 as well.  Your choice!  Just enter the rafflecopter below!


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Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Book Blitz with Giveaway: Pierced (Tall, Dark, and Handsome #2 (Sexpert #2)) by J.A. Huss and Johnathan McClain


Book info:
Title:  Pierced
Author:  J.A. Huss and Johnathan McClain
Series:  Tall, Dark, and Handsome #2 (Sexpert #2)
Publication date: October 30th, 2018
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Romance
Synopsis:
MYRTLE
I’m a just an erotic woman who likes control.
And edgy sex.
And hard men.
At the same time.
So starting an outreach class at the TDH community center to teach other women how to put the dom in dominatrix was inevitable. Even if I was only doing it to use my boss, Pierce, as my submissive example and pay him back for humiliating me in front of the whole world last summer.
PIERCE
I regret what I did to Myrtle. She’s the best assistant I’ve ever had and I’ll play along—for now—because I want to make things right. But… come on. Me? A submissive? Ha. Myrtle Rothschild might have the upper hand at the moment… but I’m bringing my A-game. I’m gonna take back control.
She can wear her hot, thigh-high latex boots. She can crack that whip all she wants. Hell, I’ll even let her leave marks.
But I’m about to school Ms. Rothschild in the art of who’s the boss.
And she’s about to get Pierce-d.


EXCERPT:
MYRTLE
“Knock, knock?”

I look up from my computer and see Pierce, standing in the doorway of my office.

“Can I come in?” he asks.

“You’re the boss,” I huff.

He smiles. Tightly. Like he’s unsure how to proceed.
It’s just all so different.

“Uh… so how’s things?’

“Things?” I ask, raising one perfect eyebrow. “Do you have a specific example of said things?”

“Well, no,” he says, coming inside to take a seat in front of my desk. “Nothing specific. Just… wondering if you have time for a special project.”

We both look at my desk. Which doesn’t have a single file on it. Not even one sheet of paper. My Post-Its pad is still crisp and every pencil in my little pencil can is sharp. I think it’s pretty obvious that I do nothing in here all day.

But I’m still angry at him. So if he thinks I’m gonna be the first to admit I don’t actually have a job to do and I’m just wasting corporate money, he’s mistaken.

“I’m pretty busy,” I say.

“Yeah,” he says, sighing. “I know. And I don’t want to take advantage or anything, but I could use your help.”

I have my reading glasses on, so I do that head-tilt thing where you look down your nose at someone. “With what?”

He looks around. Plucks a pencil out of the pencil jar. Taps it to his head as he thinks.
He doesn’t have a project for me. He just wanted to come in here and feel me out.

We both know this.

But then he gets an idea. I swear I can see the little light bulb go off in his head. “The Halloween party.”

“What about it?”

“We… need… well…”

“Pierce?”

“What?”

“You don’t have a project for me. And I don’t even have a job here.”

“Of course you do! You’re the VP—”

“Of social media, I know. The little plaque outside my office says so. But we both know there’s no social media department. Not to mention, I’m not even on social media and have no idea how it even works.”

“You don’t have socials? How did I not know that?”

“Well, you did think I was the Sexpert. So I’m just going to assume you don’t actually know anything about me.”

“How can you still be pissed at me? It’s been months! I gave you a promotion, and an office, and—”

“Again,” I say, putting up a hand to cut him off, “I do realize all that. And once again, it’s all meaningless. You don’t even know what a social media department does.”

“It’s not meaningless.” He tugs on his suit coat. “And I’m well-versed in socials. I was Snapchatting just last night.”

“With who?”

“Uh…” He looks over his shoulder, like he needs a second to think, then says, “Valerie. She’s my chat friend now.”

“You know I can tell when you lie, right? Your left eye does this little wink thing every time.”

He huffs, then leans forward in his chair. “How long will you continue to do this?”

“Do what?”

“Punish me.”

I laugh. Stop. Then laugh again. It’s a little bit of a guffaw with a healthy dose of maniacal thrown in for good measure. “This is not me trying to punish you, Pierce. This is me biding my time.”

He lifts up one eyebrow. “Biding your time until… what?”

“Until I have the perfect diabolical plan to pay you back.”

He sits back in his chair, breathes deep. “So that’s what you need? Payback?”

“I was publicly humiliated. A woman doesn’t just get over it, Pierce.”

He winces when I snarl his name. “You hate me.”

“People look at me funny now, you do realize that?”

“Look at you funny how?”

“Like I’m hiding some secret sexual fetish side.”

“Aren’t you?”

“What do you want?”

“I mean, you do come off as… kind of a…”

“A what?”

“You know. Like you’re into the whole Red Room spanking thing, right?”

“Anastasia Steele? You’re comparing me to Anastasia Steele? Please.”

“Well, you wear those tight pencil skirts… and those sexy secretary glasses. Plus, I know you read that smut in here. You don’t even use an eReader. Everyone can see the covers. I used to have little Christian Grey fantasies when you used to look at me. Before… ya know, you decided to hate me.”

I laugh. And it’s not even maniacal. It’s real.

“Why is that funny?”

“My dearest Pierce,” I say, still chuckling, “you are no Christian Grey. If anyone is Mr. Grey in this relationship, it’s me.”



Author Bio:
Two accomplished writers come together to create unforgettable sexy romance. JA Huss is the New York Times bestselling author of 321 and has been on the USA Today bestsellers list twenty-one times. Johnathan McClain is a veteran actor and writer whose work, either performed or written, is probably airing on at least one of the channels on your television right now. You can contact them on their website www.hussmcclain.com or find them at their social links below.
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Sunday, July 29, 2018

Five Adult Contemporary Romance Audiobook Reviews

While I might have thought I'd have some extra time while I was out of town, away from the dogs, in a hotel room by myself, at Book Bonanza, I was wrong. The first day I was there, I probably should have just stayed in my room and blogged or relaxed.  Instead, I did get to go meet some of the other people who were attending the convention on their own and had a nice dinner.  Then I guess I just didn't put together that the Friday night signing which started at 8 pm, was going to go clear until midnight!  Which it did, and I was there the whole time, waiting in lines, trying to meet authors.  I got back to my room that night shortly after midnight, but then I was up until after 1:00 am doing some blogging.  The next morning started at 8 am, but even though I knew people would be there really early lining up, I was only there about an hour or so early.  And that was a long, long, day.  I got back to my hotel around 5 pm, exhausted, and sore, and just unable to do much.  I did a tiny bit of blogging, got the wrap-up post started, even though I didn't finish it till I got home Sunday.  You can go check out that post if you want HERE.  Any way, let's just say I've got some catching up to do, so you're going to get five mini-reviews.  They all happen to be adult or possibly new adult contemporary romance reviews, no young adult this time around, although my current audiobook is a YA title.  Anyway, here are some 4 and 5 star audiobook reviews.

Switch Hitter (Jock Hard #0.5) by Sara Ney:
Narrators:  Jacob Morgan and Erin Mallon
Genre:  NA sports romance
Published:  March 14th, 2018
Source:  Purchased from Audible.com
My rating:  5 stars

It was fun listening to this one right after I'd met the author at Book Bonanza.  It was a short story, a novella.  I guess actually it was in the short story anthology, Team Player, but I didn't get to it until now.   It takes place before the one I have read, Jock Row, and while it is in this series, it is totally a standalone.  Now I LOVED Jock Row, even though according to the author, some people said it had no plot or drama.  I don't know if that's true, but I loved it anyway.  This short story had some major drama though!  Obviously a twin switch as the blurb below says is the drama.  I kept wishing that Amelia would tell Dante who she really was, but of course she couldn't, that's not how the story goes.  In the end though, I loved the way he found out who she really was, and how he made her admit the truth.  And the fact that they didn't get busy till the very end, because of all the secrecy and lies, well, let's just say this is the first book I remember this hot of a sex scene as the final scene.  Love, love, loved it!  Now I need the next book in the series.  Hopefully the author is getting over her writer's block and being able to get it done.  Before the blurb though, let's recap my awesome experience meeting the author, Sara Ney (pronounced like Bill Nye) with this picture:



Here is the blurb from Goodreads:
I knew something was wrong the second she walked in the door tonight; I just couldn’t put my finger on what it was. 

Same hair color. 
Same legs. 
Same face. 

Except…I look harder. 
At the small dimple beneath her lip that wasn’t there the last time we went out. And her laugh—that laugh isn’t as loud. 

This isn’t the girl I’ve gone out with the past few weeks. 
It’s her twin sister, and they’ve switched places on me. 

Only I’m not quite ready to let them switch back.


Broken Juliet (Star-Crossed #2) by Leisa Rayven:
Narrator:  Andi Arndt
Genre:  NA/adult contemporary romance
Published:  April 28th, 2015
Source:  Purchased from Audible.com
My rating:  4.5 stars  


I originally gave in and downloaded the first audiobook, Bad Romeo,  earlier this year because the author was on the original list for Book Bonanza. But she had to cancel. And even though I owned the paperback of this, I decided to just go ahead and listen to it, and I did on my drive from my town of Kansas City to Denver where I went to Book Bonanza.  Now there were times that if I'd been Cassie, I'd have been so done with Ethan.  I mean, forget it.  But yeah, I've never been in real love, so I guess I don't know.  I also felt that her feelings of it must be love because of how good the sex was, well that seemed pretty naive.  Another thing I really did like is that in this book the woman is the one who got to go out and be making up for being apart from the guy she loved.  Usually it seems it is the guy who does that.  To be fair, he probably did that before they ever got together, and all of his declarations of love when they were adult explains why he didn't from then on.  I did like how the ending gave us just about all you needed to know about how things went on from then.  But it seemed to drag on a few times when I thought it was over, so that was a bit much maybe.  

Here is the blurb from Goodreads:
How do you fix a love that’s been broken beyond repair?

For years, Cassie Taylor tried to forget about Ethan Holt. He was the one great love of her life, and when he failed to return her love, a part of her died forever. Or so she thought. Now she and Ethan are sharing a Broadway stage, and he’s determined to win her back. Claiming to be a changed man, he’s finally able to say all the things she needed to hear years ago, but can she believe him? What makes this time different from all his other broken promises?

Ethan knows he can’t change their tumultuous past, but if he’s going to have any chance of being with the woman he loves, he’ll need to convince Cassie that her future belongs with him. 

Don’t miss this stunning conclusion to the unforgettable love story that captivated over two million fans online.


Beneath These Shadows (Beneath #6) by Meghan March:
Narrators:  Andi Arndt and Sebastian York
Genre:  Adult contemporary romance
Published:  October 25th, 2016
Source:  Purchased from Audible.com
My rating:  5 stars


I listened to this on my way home from Book Bonanza, this was another author I got to meet, I'll be sure to share that picture below as well.  When I first started playing it, I was a bit confused, because the main character was in New York.  Since this series always takes place in New Orleans, it was a bit confusing. And I guess we did need some outside blood, there comes a point when you can't just keep hooking up all the characters you already know.  Bishop was someone that I remembered a bit from earlier stories, and I'm pretty sure that Jason Momoa is who he is supposed to be reminiscent of.  I hate man-buns, but on Jason Momoa?  I mean look at this:


No way I'd turn that down.  I mean, I did pay $100 to get my picture taken with him.


Back to the story, Eden was so sheltered from how she'd had to live as the daughter of a big Mafia boss to stay safe.  Now, when she got sent away for her own safety when things were going on with her dad, I did get a bit of an off sense in how it was all done.  But what turned out to be the traitor in the whole organization was definitely a twist I didn't see coming, at least not in the way that it did. I love how Eden jumped right in to what she assumed might be her only chance to live on her own and experience things that her father would never have let her if she'd been back home.  And I also am pleased with how the author had Eden technically figure out how to save herself.  A wonderful sweet story.  Lots of drama and edge of your seat excitement at times.  And while this is definitely a standalone, I loved getting all our other characters from the earlier books pulled into the story.  While I kinda want an alpha male for myself, I know that I'm not at all the type they look for.

Now Meghan March was the author I really wanted to meet, but since I didn't get a wristband the first night, I was so afraid I wouldn't get to meet her. But someone in another line gave me their wristband. That's how awesome the other people at Book Bonanza were.  And let's just say that Meghan March was such a sweetie!






Here is the blurb from Goodreads:

Beneath These Shadows is a STANDALONE romance set in the world of the Beneath series. You DO NOT have to read any other books in the series to enjoy it. 

From USA Today bestselling author Meghan March comes a new dangerously sexy alpha hero... 

The only permanent thing in my life is the ink I put on my clients. 
I drift from city to city, in and out of beds, from one tattoo shop to the next. 
Every time I start to put down roots, I rip them up. 
Until New Orleans. 
Until her. 
She’s everything I’m not. 
Full of fire and life. An innocent where I’m a sinner. 
I want to consume her. Protect her. Keep her. 
But first, I have to escape from beneath these shadows.


Pucked Love (Pucked #7) by Helena Hunting:

Narrators:  Stella Bloom and Sebastian York
Genre:  Adult sports romance
Published: July 10th, 2018
Source:  Purchased from Audible.com
My rating:  5 stars



If you know me, you know I rarely pre-order and pre-pay for books.  I just prefer to wait till they're out.  But this book was released as audio before physical book, and I decided I had to go ahead and pre-order it.  I thought about saving it for my drive to Book Bonanza, since Helena Hunting was one of my MUST meet authors, but I couldn't wait, and as soon as it was available, I had to start listening.  Charlene and Darren have always just kind of been in the background of the other books in a way.  In the way that Charlene was Violet's best friend and she was dating Darren.  Now, I love Violet, and her craziness. But let's just say that Charlene and Darren have their own brand of crazy, sexy, you name it.  As usual with one of Hunting's books, I had a ton of notes that I made on Goodreads as I listened to this.  At first I wasn't sure if I was going to like Darren. But after he had a talk with Alex, and I realized that he just wasn't really up on how to have a real relationship, I got to like him a lot more.  I loved the stats that Charlene said he kept about their relationship.  I loved hearing about where Charlene's box of "I thought it would be fun, but I changed my mind" came from.  

Charlene's mom killed me. But then most of the parents in these stories are so funny.  And then when the girls all went to the sex convention, OMG!  I totally knew that Violet was going to have a "sword-fight" with the strap-on.  I just knew it.  Then Charlene's background at The Harvest Co-op was one that I wasn't sure just how bad it got.  That was something that kept going throughout the story, and kept me on the edge waiting to hear just what had happened there.  Darren's family issues fit perfectly with Charlene's, well, especially with her mother.  I loved the bit about Charlene's candy as well.  

One funny thing about the story tied in perfectly to something the author said at a panel at Book Bonanza. She said that she has to actually sometimes get into the positions for the sex scenes to figure out how to write them.  I was having trouble picturing the final scene in this book, so I told her that and we laughed and figured it out.  It was also cool that her husband was there and he was chatting with everyone while we waited in line to see her.  And Helena Hunting was so nice as well, spent a lot of time with each person in line, which was great, even though I felt bad for people behind us in line!  :-)  But it wasn't just me, it was everyone.  





Here is the blurb from Goodreads:
As an NHL player, relationships haven’t been my thing. Shrouded in secrecy and speculation, they never last very long. But then that’s what happens when you require an NDA before the first date. 

Until Charlene. She’s like a firefly. She’s elusive, and if you catch her she’ll burn bright, but keeping her trapped dulls her fire and dims her beauty. 

I caught her. And as much as I might want to keep her, I’ll never put the lid on her jar. Not at the risk of losing her. So I've let her set the rules in our relationship.

But as long hidden secrets expose us both, I discover exactly how fragile Charlene is, and how much I need her.

We’re all broken. We’re all messed up. Some more than others. Me more than most.


Taking Turns (Turning #1) by J.A. Huss:

Narrators:  Ava Erickson, Sebastian York, Tad Branson, and Joe Arden
Genre:  Erotic romance, menage, bdsm
Published: January 18th, 2017
Source:  Purchased from Audible.com
My rating:  5 stars


This was a very dark and twisted book.  Along with that a very sexy and steamy book!  So sexy it will have you squirming in your seat as you listen.  When I got the little hint that one of the guys was pretty into the whole BDSM thing, I mean - a ball gag, I wasn't sure how much I'd like the book.  That's not really my thing.  Especially to that extent.  But the book grabbed me right away, and I was extremely intrigued and couldn't stop listening.  There were the three guys, and right away I just liked Smith the best.  And I wanted her to pick him.  You could kind of see that they had a little different connection, even through all of their bickering and confrontations.  Learning all the rules along with Marcela was something that kept me on the edge of my seat as well.  There was so much more to her and we didn't get to know quite what she was up to until almost the very end.  I liked in a way that we were kept guessing and wondering, but I was as frustrated as well.  In the end it was still an HEA.  I didn't realize it was going to be a series, I assumed she'd  maybe end up with all three of them.  But she didn't. She ends up with one.  But now I do want the other two men to get their HEA, so I'll be listening on.  I think that I chose this book to listen to because the author was going to be at Book Bonanza, and so I was very glad that I got the chance to get in and meet her and her new writing partner.  I also got a free copy of their new book, Sexpert, which I can't wait to read.  But here I am with her at BB:





Here is the blurb from Goodreads:
I’ve never been afraid of the dark...but that doesn’t mean I wanted to live in it. And maybe everyone wants what they can’t have, but I should’ve thought it over before I accepted the key and unlocked the door to their forbidden world.

Number One is mostly silent. He watches me with them very carefully. His gaze never wanders. His interest never wanes.

Number Two is mostly gentle. But it’s the other side of him I like best. The wild side.

Number Three is mostly reserved. He refuses to cross the line. Even when I beg.

It was carnal, it was sensual, and it was erotic. That’s it. That’s all it was supposed to be. A trip into the dark. A peek into the forbidden.

I just didn’t expect to like them.

*****
I heard the door open and close and said nothing. And the footsteps coming down the hallway towards the bedroom. I even heard him say, “Hey.” So softly. “You awake?” Like he didn’t want to wake me.

I listened as he stepped into the closet. There was that slick sound a man makes when he pulls his tie through his shirt collar. I heard the unclasping of his watch. The jingle of his belt buckle and the shuffle of his pants as they dropped to the floor.

I even heard his moan as he stood over me. I could feel his shadow from the streetlamp outside like it was heat.

Then the bed creaked, the mattress sank. And his warm, hard body straddled me.
Still, I said nothing.

I just buried my face in the sweet scent of the pillow and closed my eyes, feigning sleep.

“Rochelle,” he whispered, leaning over me. His fingertips gently brushed the hair away from my shoulder. His mouth pressed against my skin. “Did you miss me? God, I’ve missed you. Two weeks is too long. We need to renegotiate.”

He nipped my neck. Kissed it. Licked my ear as he positioned himself to begin.

And I said… nothing.

Even though my name is not Rochelle. 
That’s why I’m here. Tied up and gagged inside the closet. Sitting in the dark as three men on the other side of the door argue about where Rochelle went, why I was in her bed, and what they should do next.

I should be scared but I’m not.

I should be screaming, but I won’t.

Because this just feels very, very right.

And the only thing on my mind is… what will happen next?