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Series: This Man #3.5
Published by Grand Central Publishing, Forever on June 18th, 2017
Genres: Romance, Erotic
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A new novella featuring Drew from the #1 New York Times bestselling This Man trilogy!
I’ve been revisiting a few old friends. You remember Drew? The dark, mysterious pal of Jesse’s? The cool guy, who kept himself to himself? Yes, him! It’s time for Drew to shine in a brand-spanking-new THIS MAN Novella coming June 18th! I can’t tell you how much fun I've had going back to my roots, and I just know you're gonna LOVE Mr Davies. I hope a little something while you're waiting for THE FORBIDDEN (Aug 8th) will put a smile on your face as wide as mine ☺
I thought I had control. I was so, so wrong . . .
I don’t need a relationship.
I have Hux, a decadent club where I quench whatever raw desire I choose. I take pleasure and I give it—no strings attached. So when Raya Rivers comes in asking for someone cold, emotionless, and filthy . . . well, no man ever takes his wicked pleasure quite the way I do.
Only Raya is different. Vulnerable. And carrying some deep sorrow that gets past all my carefully constructed walls and inexplicably makes me care. Now craving controls me. Ice has given way to red-hot need.
But Raya has no idea about my other life—my real life. That I’m a daddy to an adorable little girl.
My two worlds are about to collide with the force of a supernova. And once Raya knows the truth, will she be able to accept all I am?
Goodnesssss! That was hawt! Of course, I would have expected nothing less coming from this series.
Raya wants “slam bam thank you, ma’am”! She wants it dirty with no commitments, no emotional involvement and certainly detachment free. Where better to find this than at the Hux club. Surely there are men there who will satisfy her desires, leave her breathless and then leave her alone. There isn’t a better candidate than the commitment-phobe himself, Drew Davies. He likes his to be in charge, he likes his sex kinky and he wants to leave it all at the club. A perfect match, right? Yes, they are. Raya gets under his skin while he tries to get under hers. Does the handsome bachelor stand a chance against the closed off, beautiful bachelorette?
I really enjoyed the vast majority of this book. And really, only minor details kept me from rating this higher. For instance, there is an issue with the daughter which felt contrived for the sake of drama and the ending was wrapped up too quickly and conveniently. This tends to be an issue for Novellas, trying to get a complete story with such few words. I would have loved for this to have been a full-length novel.
I enjoy the easy flow of Malpas’s writing. I’m always engaged in her stories and interested in her characters. Having read this series 4 years ago (how is that possible), revisiting the gang was like coming home. (Jesse’s cameo was hilarious.)
She steps toward me tentatively, as if she’s questioning what she’s doing. And when she reaches me, her chest pressed to mine, she gazes up at me. ‘I don’t know.’ Her eyes are wild and unsure. ‘But I know that every time we’re close, something powerful takes over. And you’re trying hard to fight it. You’re warm and cold. What are you scared of?’
‘You.’ My mouth is on her before I can think better of it, and I’ve lifted her from her feet before my tongue breaches the seam on her lips. We should talk, but this is the only thing I know what to say right now, and when her arms circle my shoulders, her mouth opening up, inviting me in, I know she’s okay with it. I know she gets it.
With one arm around her waist holding her to me and one secured on the nape of her neck, I walk to my office, my kiss deep, my blood racing, my heart bouncing off my ribcage. I set her on her feet and take the hem of her dress, pulling it up over her head, losing her lips for just a second in the process. She wrenches my shirt open, scattering buttons in the process, her hands immediately finding my skin beneath. My forward steps encourages her backwards, our kiss deepening as she unfastens my trousers and I push her knickers down her thighs.
We’re all over the place, desperation getting the better of us, a mess of tongues, hands and bodies. I pull some strength from nowhere, seize her hands and break our kiss, breathing heavily. Her unsure brown eyes soon prompts me to start ridding myself of the rest of my clothes, all under her watchful gaze. Until I’m naked.
‘This wasn’t supposed to happen,’ she whispers.