Hero: Will Caruso. Leaves his high-powered NYC job and takes his dog south on a road trip. His dad, the boss, isn’t happy.
Heroine: Teresa Valentini. Hired by Will’s dad to lure him back to NYC by using her sexy body. Will takes one look at her naked body and is a goner.
Under a spoiler tag because it’s verra naughty.
“Feels so good. You’re so hard.”
“Tell me something I don’t know,” I grit out, grabbing her ass in both hands and pulling her drenched juncture tight to my dick. No way to stop myself, I punch my hips up again and again, listening to the scream build in her throat. “I’m going to need this pussy for house calls, too. It’s worth its weight in gold.”
Teresa sucks in a breath and goes off, her body trembling violently, her hands twisting in the material covering my shoulders. “Oh. Oh. Will. Jesus.”
She bears down on me, twisting, hips spasming. Heat leaks through my fly. I feel her teeth sink into my neck, an involuntary search for anchor, and I feel like a God, knowing she found it in me. In my body. “There you go, baby. Thought I’d let you get on a bus? No. No. Fuck that. Mine.”
I’m not sure if she hears me—hears anything—but when her head lifts and our eyes lock, there’s no discussion about prices or penalties. Or what happens next. She can feel how bad I need release. Hell, she just rode it like a prize horse. And my jaw is about to shatter, sweat bathing my forehead, so I’m pretty damn sure I look like a man possessed. I sound like one, too, as Teresa positions herself beside me on the seat, bent forward, sweet ass in the air. Our hands collide, trying to get my pants unzipped and my cock out. Only takes five seconds, but might as well be centuries.
So, she doesn’t make me wait longer than necessary, this incredible girl with the warm, welcoming mouth that slides halfway down my length on her first suck, sending my fist up to punch the ceiling. “Yeah. Fuck yeah, woman. Just like that.” I bury my fists in her hair, twisting the silk around my knuckles and wrists. “Suck my motherfucking dick.” Her hands join the action, twisting down to my base, followed by her eager mouth. So I give her my touch, too, scraping my palm down her arched back, stopping to squeeze her ass like I own it, before venturing between her thighs.
“Fuck, you wet little thing. You want more?” The vibrations from her affirmative answer echo down my cock, so I don’t hesitate to sink my middle finger inside her, twisting it to search for her G-spot. When I encounter that rough patch, her body jolts and she moans, her mouth sinking down lower on me. “You can take more when you’re grateful, is that right?” I abuse the spot with the pad of my finger, watching her thighs dance around with a second climax. “Couldn’t take it for long, baby? That makes two of us. Get ready for mine.”
Follow by Tessa Bailey releases tomorrow. I’ll post my full review tomorrow as well but I will say – this was not my favorite Tessa Bailey book. Is it hot? Hell yes, but I didn’t love the hero. He is bossy and controlling, but he never softens. I didn’t feel their chemistry – it’s insta-lust and didn’t evolve to love for me. But, this is definitely an erotic book and the sex is intense and in your face and….DIRTY.
I’m interested to see how others feel about this one.