Roberts, but settling for being a friendly acquaintance has had to be enough.
Gabriel has always seen Nicole as his good
friend’s very pretty, but extremely off limits baby sister.
Then a hot summer day and an even hotter
discovery pushes them over the lines of friendship, over the lines of
unrequited desire, and into each other’s arms.
Will they indulge and move on? Or will this
crush turn into something more, something deeper? Something that leaves loose
ends begging to be tied…
Crush is Book One in the Loose Ends
series. Each book is a full novel and the series will conclude with Book
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This book had one thing, and that
was lots and lots of steamy, hot, sweaty sex. OMG! Nicole and Gabriel had kinky
sex all over the house for a week straight. Can you imagine? That’s a lot, and
Gabriel was ready every time. LOL!
book. There was a story, but it mainly dealt with Nicole and Gabriel having tons
of sex and trying not to get caught by her older sister and his
best-friend/roommate, Jacqueline. Gabriel was Nicole’s crush from the moment
she met him, and Gabriel only became “aware” of her once he caught her in a precarious
situation. (Trust me, it’s a priceless moment.) Please note that although they
have lots and lots of sex, they are friends who care about each other. Not
random strangers. They have a history.
ending. No real happily ever after. Just a realistic ending to a weeklong
sexathon with your crush where the both of you end up really liking each other.
P.S. This was book one in the Loose End series. Didn’t know that. Maybe in the
next book, we will pick back up with those two sex-crazed people.
the sex (okay that sounds bad)
kept me company during jury duty)
you are good on the girl not being wooed and more interested in her getting banged,
then this book is for you.
in exchange for my honest review.
naked on his side, his body seemingly relaxed as he propped himself up on one
elbow and watched. But the last thing he felt was relaxed. His eyes were locked
on Nicole, and he was having trouble deciding where to look. On the one hand
there were her breasts, soft and weighty, with those hard, dark chocolate
nipples pointing straight at him. They swayed towards and away from him,
following the back and forth rhythm of her hips as they rocked against her
fingers. There were those soft curvy hips and stomach. And then there were her
thighs spread wide on his bed as she knelt in front of him, the sight of her
stroking fingers cast in shadow under the fabric of that little pleated skirt.
lips, his mouth suddenly dry as he found it harder and harder to breathe. There
were so many things about Nicole that were driving him crazy now that he was
allowing himself to really look at her. Her skin was warm, velvety, and felt
even softer under his fingertips than it looked. There wasn’t a part of her
that couldn’t be classified as curvy, even if her arms and legs were long and
toned, and he loved the way the contours of her body fit in his greedy palms.
But it was her face that really took his breath away. Her sable eyes were
locked on his, watching and waiting for him to take her, forced to stoke her
own heat while he reclined just inches away. Her cute nose and round cheeks,
which he used to pinch for fun, her red and swollen lips and the gasps that
escaped them. All of it made him crazy. But nothing made him crazier than the
sound of her voice, husky and urgent with arousal.
relishing her supplication. He was killing himself laying mere inches away from
her, making her touch all the places he wanted to caress himself.
you, I want to see you make yourself come first,” he scolded, shaking his
head. “Did you come yet, sweetheart?”
that word, somewhere between a demanding growl and an imploring whimper, made a
rush of warmth flood his skin. Her eyes never left his face and they continued
to plead with him even though her mouth was busy sighing with pleasure. His
teeth scraped against his bottom lip. He rolled over onto his stomach so he was
facing her, letting his hips roll and slowly relieve some of his own tension
against the bed. His fingers traced lightly over her thigh just above her knee.
Her strokes started to grow more frenzied.
“More,” she sighed. Her hair was down around her shoulders, fluttering in
front of her mouth as her breathing grew more labored.
into the contour of her smooth, toned thigh and slid up slowly, disappearing
under the hem of her skirt. He stopped there, rubbing the satiny flesh with his
blazing as she looked down on him, silently daring him to stop there. He liked
that look, liked having her turned on almost to the point of anger. It was
something that seemed to set her apart from the other girls he had fucked in
the past. With them, subjugation was usually the end result. Even Marta, who
had been feistier than most, would only beg for him to finish what he started.
Nicole didn’t just want to surrender. She needed him to surrender, too. She
needed him to not just take, but give, until he was breaking his own rules of
the game just to watch her fall with him.
enough.” She stared him down, even as she seemed to be struggling to speak
the words. “I need to come, Gabriel. Please. Please make me come.”
she’d been saying this since the moment she met him, since the moment their
hands touched and shockwaves of recognition shot through them.
skirt,” he commanded, and his voice was a quiet rumble.
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