Sometimes I feel a sadistic pleasure in reading a book I know will be terrible just after a good one. It makes me appreciate the other one more. The writing style is more “hip with the young crowd” – with “sick cars” and “dope” lifestyles. Yeah, part of me is completely jelly when it comes…
Sometimes I feel a sadistic pleasure in reading a book I know will be terrible just after a good one. It makes me appreciate the other one more. The writing style is more “hip with the young crowd” – with “sick cars” and “dope” lifestyles.
Yeah, part of me is completely jelly when it comes to Jorge’s lifestyle
Made me think of South Park every two minutes!
Now back to the book. I was quite curious as to what it was marketed as and it made me chuckle:
I had no idea that Matt was my boss… But that’s not the biggest secret Matt has. When I arrive in LA for the summer I hit up a hot party in Malibu with my bestie, Julia. How could I know that the gorgeous and (sexy AF!) guy that took us for burgers is ALSO my boss at my new job? I didn’t. Whoops! Of course he’s hot, and amazing and the guy I KNOW I’m meant to be with for forever–what am I going to do?
Written from his and hers point of view, here’s a story of how a girl got from rags to riches by seducing a playboy. A very horny playboy.
“I know.” I lean forward and press my lips to hers. This time there’s no hesitancy. No wondering. Nothing. My hand presses up through her curls. My tongue presses along the seam of her lips and she opens her mouth to mine. Our tongues tangle.
Let’s just say if you’re into smut, this book is for you. You’ll hear all the ins and outs of seduction. No filter.
My cock is hard. So fucking hard.
I can barley breath. All I want is this moment. This man. He pulls me closer to him. His body, a wall of muscles, presses against me. His cock is hard between us. The bulge presses against my thigh. I want to climb him like a tree. I hitch one leg up and he grasps it right behind my knee. He presses forward and my back hits the wall.
I had to chuckle a bit at the misspelling. “breathe*” “breath” is what you exhale and inhale.
I managed to get to the middle of the book (only 113 pages) until I threw my hat down and put it in the charity pile. I like bad books but not that bad.
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