Title: That Man (That Man #1)
Author: Nelle L’Amour
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: April 11, 2014
Synopsis
There’s a new beautiful player in town…
Blake Burns, the sexy head of SIN-TV, who goes through women like some go through water. Until he meets Jennifer McCoy, his outspoken new assistant and development executive.
Newly engaged Jennifer has no idea that her devastatingly gorgeous new boss is the man she kissed, blindfolded, in a game of Truth or Dare. That kiss, that man, that beautiful stranger she cannot forget.
Blake hasn’t been able to stop thinking about that kiss either…and he’ll do anything to win Jennifer —even if it means being a beautiful bastard and breaking all the rules.
THAT MAN is a three-part romantic comedy serial with an element of suspense. THAT MAN 2 is available NOW, and the steamy and suspenseful conclusion, THAT MAN 3 will be available in early May.
Review
I adore Nelle L’Amour’s writing. She’s such a skillful writer; she creates flawed heroes who on the surface are nothing but cocky man whores, but then as the story continues, Nelle slowly goes underneath those imperfections and presents a man who will stop at nothing to claim the woman he wants and may perhaps even love. Blake Burns, the hero in That Man, is such a character. He’s a man who doesn’t ask for the things that he wants; he just takes them without concern for the after effects. His life, up until this point, has focused on running SIN-TV and living his own version of sin with a plethora of sexual conquests. He’s never looked to the future or thought of himself as a one woman man, but all of that changes when a blindfolded beauty kisses him.
Jennifer McCoy has never been kissed like she is by “that man.” The kiss consumes her long after it’s finished, and she doesn’t even know who she kissed, and even though, she’s “happily” engaged, she replays that one kiss in her mind more times than she probably should. Unbeknownst to Jennifer, as she begins her new job, she comes face to face with “that man,” and even though she doesn’t recognize him, Blake Burns knows exactly who’s standing in front of him – the woman who has starred in his sexual releases since their kiss. Both Blake and Jennifer fight their mutual attraction because she’s not a free woman, but if “Operation Dickwick” is successful, he’ll soon have her in his bed as much as she’s already in his head.
This is the second series I’ve read by Nelle L’Amour. The main characters in Gloria’s Secret, Gloria and Jaime, are two of my absolute favorite because they are both such complicated characters…I have to say Jennifer and Blake are just as fantastic. Nelle’s heroines are feisty and strong willed; they are driven to succeed and don’t let their emotions get the best of them, and Jennifer fits this description. I love Jennifer; she works in a business that is dominated by men, and while it may not be her first choice, she makes sure her voice is heard, and she thinks of some kickass ideas to help revitalize the network’s morning lineup.
That Man has everything readers could want; it’s a funny and sexy read that will have them rooting for Blake, despite his cocky attitude and Jennifer’s dentist fiancé. The story is told in both Blake and Jennifer’s point of views, so every thought and emotion felt is transparently offered to Nelle’s audience. Nelle is phenomenal at writing in the male point of view – Blake comes off as an arrogant S.O.B., which is exactly what he is, but by giving readers a firsthand look at his thoughts and feelings, we recognize that there’s definitely more to Blake than his sexual prowess and domineering nature. Another aspect of Nelle’s writing that is always spot on is her use of description. Through her descriptive word choice, Nelle provides details of the places her characters are, which allows her readers to feel like they are actually right there with them.
I can’t wait to see what’s in store for Blake and Jennifer in books two and three. I’m hoping that “that man” will become Jennifer’s man because her fiancé is more than lacking and Blake can give her everything she craves and deserves.
A complimentary copy of the text was provided by the author in exchange for an honest review.
5 poison apples
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About The Author
Nelle L’Amour is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Los Angeles with her Prince Charming-ish husband, twin teenage princesses, and a bevy of royal pain-in-the-butt pets. A former executive in the entertainment and toy industries with a prestigious Humanitus Award to her credit, she gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago but still enjoys playing with toys with her husband. While she writes in her PJs, she loves to get dressed up and pretend she’s Hollywood royalty.
Her books include the highly rated Seduced by the Park Avenue Billionaire Boxed Set, Undying Love, Gloria’s Secret, Gloria’s Revenge and the That Man trilogy. Gloria’s Forever, a novella, will be published in Spring 2014.
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Excerpt
“Kiss him, kiss him!” I heard my friends chanting in the distance.
Oh, God. What was I going to do? I couldn’t let them down or I’d never live it down. I’d come this far. Without over thinking, I blindly ran my hands over my victim’s face. His skin was soft with a fine layer of silky stubble, and his features were distinct and defined—a straight, manly nose; a strong, slightly clefted chin; and above it, a set of lush, velvety lips. I lingered on his lips, tracing them with my fingertips, building up the courage to touch down on them with my own.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I’m playing a game of Truth or Dare, and I have to kiss you.” God, how ridiculous I must sound and look with my blindfold.
I took my victim’s silence as a sign he was willing to play along. Okay, here goes. Clutching his angular jaw between my hands, I bent down to kiss him. But before I could latch my lips onto his, he rose and, in one swift move, crashed his lips onto mine.
Oh. My. God. A heat wave shot through me. It was one of those kisses like in a movie. Fierce, delicious, passionate. Opened mouth and oh so consuming. And he tasted divine—the sweet taste of champagne lacing his breath. He bit my upper lip, forcing me to part them, and plunged his warm, velvety tongue inside my mouth. His tongue instantly found mine and they entwined, dancing like they’d been together forever. He tugged hard on my ponytail, yanking back my head, and coiled it around his hand, tearing at my roots. The delicious pain mixed with the delicious pleasure of his kiss, sending a rush of erotic sensations through me. Every nerve ending was a sparking fuse. My breathing grew shallow. Already lightheaded, I was now borderline delirious. I’d never been kissed by a man like this before. I didn’t want him to stop. What was wrong with me? I’d just gotten engaged.
In the background, I could vaguely hear my friends cheering and whistling. “Go, girl!” For sure, head cheerleader Chaz.
My inner voice told me to stop, but no matter how much I willed it, I couldn’t get my lips to part from his. In fact, I deepened the kiss, pulling him closer to me by the collar of his shirt. The material felt expensive, like the gazillion thread Egyptian cotton kind. Everything about this man tasted and felt divine. He squeezed my ponytail tighter. I moaned into his mouth and he moaned back. God, the throaty sound of him was sexy!
And then suddenly, as fast as he had plunged his tongue into my mouth, he withdrew it. In tandem, he let go of my hair. I gasped, desperate for more.
“Wait!” I cried out, my hands grappling for him. Instead of finding him, I found myself knocking over a chilled glass. My heightened sense of smell told me it was his champagne.
“I’m sorry,” I croaked, struggling to tear off the tight, blinding tie. “I’ll buy you another.” Finally, I undid the tie. I blinked once. He was gone, and I was painfully all alone. Where did he go? My eyes frantically searched the pulsating crowd, darting left and right, but he was nowhere to be found. Even if he was facing me somewhere, staring into my eyes, I wouldn’t know it because I didn’t know what he looked like.
My friends were now all standing and applauding me. I’d lived up to the dare. Kissed a strange man on the lips. Oh, those lips!
Dazed, I staggered back to the group and dared not tell them how much I’d enjoyed it. And wanted more.
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