TBR reviewer: Monua
George has no problem removing Cassie from the wedding or making sure she leaves town. If he has to take care of those details personally then so be it. The fiery reporter needs some lessons in manners, and it seems that George is just the man to give them to her...
WOW! After reading this book, doesn't every girl want to get her Greek? From the first few pages Cassie and George scorched a passion trail that left me breathless and wanting more! Bravo to Ms. Shortt for giving a brief summary of Greek family culture and closeness that warmed my heart. It was a compatible contrast to our hero who epitomized the Alpha dream man I thought I could find only in a medieval Highlander. I enjoyed the fact that they didn't deny their attraction at the onset and took their feelings to the next level without a lot of "filler" information to clog the flow of the story. They took me with them, making it easy to embrace their strengths and understand their insecurities. That for me is the making of a great book.
I love reading about realistic women who are confident in who they are (and not a size 0), and the gorgeous men who appreciate as well as desire them in kind. This is a fast read with a flawless flow and my heart kept pounding long after I finished. This is a keeper on my shelf and one I will be reading over and over again!
throbbed inside her and she groaned. He dropped her onto it and ran his eyes over her sweat dampened body. Lust glinting in their chocolate depths.
She scooted back on the bed and pressed her legs together. Unsure if her body would take another pounding. Would the man ever fucking come? Surely this wasn’t normal? This kind of stamina.
“On your hands and knees,” he demanded.
She eyed the clock on the bedroom wall and gasped. Two hours of filthy sex so far and he still wanted more? “Now.”
Cassie knew better than to argue. Though sore and tired, she knew George was far from
finished with her, or she with him. The body might be flagging but her lust was not. She turned herself around and braced herself against the headboard.
“Lift that ass for me,” he said.
Cassie barely contained a whimper but did as he asked. He ran his hands over her ass cheeks, rough palms squeezing her.
"You’re a bad girl, Cassie,” he said.
The whimper escaped.
“You know what happens to bad girls don’t you?”
She bit down on her lip and nodded, awaiting whatever punishment George planned. Knowing that she deserved it, that she’d driven him to this point. She’d challenged him, goaded him and excited him. Of course he’d want to punish her and damn, she was all for it. Being taken, properly taken by him was like nothing she’d ever known. He dominated her completely and fucking hell she liked it. Three orgasms in one session was a record and she honestly didn’t know if she’d be able to have another, if her body was even up to it. She had a feeling George was going to try anyway.
He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself behind her. She lifted her ass higher and waited for his cock to fill her. Excitement overcoming the tiredness. When his finger slid, not into, but along the length of her wet pussy, and then into her ass shock filled her, she gasped and made to pull away.
“What the hell are you doing?” she shrieked. No one had ever dared to try that before and she didn’t know what to do. It was wrong, and yet disturbingly exciting.
He slapped her lightly on her rump and held her still. “Do you want two inside there? Question me again, Cassie, and that’s what you’ll get.”