The choices are still pending…
A NO CHEATING standalone you need to read sitting down.
Panty Scorching: 4
Over All Rating: 4.25 Stars
Reviewed by Robin
Harlow wakes up in the hospital groggy and unsure of what happened. But a doctor is by her and holds her hand. James. Harlow is left with no family and unsure of where to turn. James takes her in. James takes care of her. James owns her. She owes him so much that she will do anything he says. She has nowhere to turn. Until his nephew Sinclair comes to town. Suddenly Sin makes everything much clearer and Harlow knows somehow she needs to get away from James.
“I am nothing. I am no one. But there’s someone new who believes the opposite. Sin’s sudden arrival into my life gives me a glimmer of hope that someone is watching out for me after all. I close my eyes and pray the hope will dispel the fear churning inside me.
I grabbed a rope when I was drowning with nowhere else to turn. At the time, the person on the other end seemed to save my life, but now … that lifeline is nothing more than a tangled web entrapping me to a man I am beginning to despise.”
I had no idea what this story was going to be about when I first started reading it. I couldn’t believe how emotional I felt about the way James treated Harlow. It was like he was trying to make her into some stepford wife. It was frustrating that Harlow would allow herself to be treated that way. I felt that her friend Emma would have helped her if she had just asked. There seemed to be some sort of instant chemistry between Sin and Harlow. Talk about a slow burn. It was killing me. I also like when a story has some sort of suspense/mystery to figure out. I need a twist to keep me guessing and this book definitely had a surprise or two.
“Harlow, Harlow,” he murmurs in reverence, as if my previous profession of love has brought him to his knees.
He takes my hand and brings it to his lips. His gentle kisses make me drift to a memory from a couple hours ago when Sin’s lips brushed over my knuckles. I felt everything then. My senses hummed. Now, I feel nothing.
I try to ease my hand from his, but his grip holds me in place. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted to hear you say these words?” He places another kiss on my hand. “I forgive you for tonight.”
I do need his forgiveness, because his lips aren’t the ones I want on me. The ones I want belong to the man driving the car behind us. The fact that he’s James’ nephew makes me feel even more ashamed. What is wrong with me?
“You say you love me, but I need you to show me your love. Erase what I saw.” He releases my hand and I can guess what he wants: sex. It’s how he communicates.
“Unzip your dress and remove your bra,” he instructs, his voice rough.
I don’t want to upset him more, so I work myself out of my dress and bra. The air conditioning blows across my bare breasts and my nipples harden. I’m tempted to cover them with my hands, but he wouldn’t approve, so they stay at my sides.
Eyeing my exposed body, he licks his lips, pleased with what he sees. He reaches over to touch the side of my breast, cupping it with his hand. His thumb finds my nipple and strokes over it, pinching it hard. I inhale a sharp breath at the assaulting sensation.
“You’re utter perfection. Feel how hard you make me.” His fingers leave my breast and grip my hand. Placing my hand over his bulging erection and curling my fingers around him, I close my eyes.
“Now, unzip my pants and put me in your hot mouth.”
About The Author
Liv Morris USA Today bestselling author, Liv Morris, was raised in the Ozark Mountains of Missouri. She now resides on the rock known as St. Croix, USVI with her first and hopefully last husband. After relocating twelve times during his corporate career, she qualifies as a professional mover. Learning to bloom where she’s planted, Liv brings her moving and life experience to her writing.