Last Kiss by Laurelin Paige ~Blog Tour w/ Review & Excerpt

image001LAST KISS
By Laurelin Paige
St. Martin’s Griffin
Publication Date: June 14, 2016


Emily Wayborn has made a decision.

She might not fully trust handsome and deadly Reeve Sallis, but he is the one person that gives her what she needs. With Reeve she can finally be herself. Submitting to him is the only thing keeping her grounded as the rest of her life falls apart. But the hotelier is a master at keeping secrets and as she continues her quest for answers someone is making sure she doesn’t find them.

Time is running out and she is questioning everything she thought she knew about friendship and love. She must now make an impossible choice that will determine if she will survive with her heart…or her life.

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Storyline: 4
Angst: 3
Tissue: 0
Value: 2
Panty Scorching: 4
Over All Rating: 4
Paperback ARC provided by Publisher
Reviewed by Christina

Okay, first off you HAVE to read First Touch before reading Last Kiss. It’s just a must, they go together like PB&J.

At the end of First Touch I was left going Noooooo, and searching for more pages because I just knew Laurelin wouldn’t leave us hanging for MONTHS in suspense on what was going to happen next with Reeve, Emily and Amber….fucking Amber.

I’m not going to lie i had conflicting feelings through out reading Last Kiss. I was wishing for more action, more drama, more feeling, just more. For all of Reeve’s wishy washy-ness I found myself cussing and getting aggravated. Why could they all just not be blunt and tell each other what they wanted, why all the guessing and accusations!?! Why did fucking Amber have to come back, fucking Amber. Ugh…what a bag of cunts that chick is.

For all the angst Last Kiss brought into my life I was left wanting to throw my kindle at the end. I ranted to my other blogger friends that had read it. I was plain pissed. Laurelin I knew did not just end that damn book the way she did. No, it’s not a cliffhanger. I was just pissed, fucking Amber did it again. Seriously that chick needs a damn throat punch. In no way shape or form did she deserve Emily and all her love.

For Laurelin evoking so much emotion from me as a reader I applaud her and her talent. For me it isn’t my favorite book of hers but she left me with such strong feelings for this book I know I will not be able to forget the First and Last series anytime soon.


I stripped, tossing my clothes onto the chair in the corner of my room, then went to start the shower. I turned the water on without getting in, sticking my hand under the stream until it was hot enough. Then I crossed to the linen closet at the other end of the bathroom and picked out a couple of towels.

When I shut the door, I turned back toward the shower and nearly jumped out of my skin. “Reeve!” I patted my in my chest. “Goddammit, you scared the hell out of me.”

Between his sneaky arrival and the lurking cowboy outside, I wouldn’t have been surprised if I was on my way to a heart attack.

His lip curled up with amusement.

I scowled. “I’m glad you think sending me to an early grave is funny.” But I wasn’t really irritated by his arrival in the least. I was glad, and I was certain the accelerated tempo of my heart rate had as much to do with his appearance at all as it did with the element of surprise.

He leaned his hip against the vanity and folded his arms  across his chest, a position that highlighted both his broad shoulders and toned biceps. “You like it when I keep you guessing,” he said dis-missively, not an entirely inaccurate statement, though it was a bit discomforting that he knew it so breastbone, trying to calm the thudding well.

“And I like you on your toes,” he added, his eyes dark as they slid the length of my body. I felt them like silk as they caressed over the slopes of my breasts, down the plane of my stomach, zeroing in on the landing strip above my pussy. Suddenly I’d warmed up quite sufficiently, the pool of moisture between my thighs as hot as the steam gathering in the room.

I met his scrutiny with ogling of my own, biting my lip as my eyes landed on the large bulge at the front of his pants. He was bare-foot, and I tried not to wonder if that meant he’d been undressed once already in the evening. Tried not to wonder if it was his first or second erection of the night.

Bringing the towels in front of me as a much-needed barrier, I mirrored his crossed arms. “What are you doing here, anyway?”

He shrugged. “You wouldn’t come to my bed so I had to come to yours.”

It was surprising how easily happiness bubbled in my chest. Teasingly, I threw his words from the night before back at him. “This isn’t my bed.”

He was already walking toward me. “It’s close enough.” The towels fell to the floor as he seized my hips and turned my back to the counter. His mouth captured mine, greedily stealing my breath and sense of reason with his lips and tongue.

God, I was hungry for him. I roved my hands over his chest, wanting to touch all of his body at once, delighting at the hard muscles that met the underside of my palms. He was solid every-where. A wall of strength and potency that could so easily over-power me. I was weak in his presence, incapable of anything except to yield.

A warning bell sounded in the back of my head, though, urging me to get my wits together and address . . . something. It was difficult to remember what exactly when his hands were on my breasts, squeezing and pinching. Th e bite of pain sent jolts of electricity through my nervous system, signals that my brain read as plea sure.
Pleasure I couldn’t resist.


First Touch (Book 1)

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Emily Wayborn is finally her own woman.

After a string of shameful relationships and reckless partying with her best friend Amber, she’s now a successful voiceover actress, her wild past and everyone in it firmly behind her. Until she receives a cryptic voicemail from her former friend that sends her spiraling into the darkness she thought she had outrun. One thing is clear from the message, Amber is in trouble.

Determined to track down her friend, Emily follows a chain of clues that leads her to Reeve Sallis, a gorgeous and equally dangerous hotelier known for his power games and shady dealings. Now, in order to find Amber, Emily must return to her playgirl ways to uncover his secrets and track down her friend. But as she becomes more entangled with him, she finds she’s drawn to Reeve and his depravity despite her growing conviction that he may be the one responsible for Amber’ s disappearance.

About The Author

laurelin paigeLaurelin Paige is the NY Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Fixed Trilogy. She’s a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however. When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Game of Thrones and the Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She’s also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn’t do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio.

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