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Blurb
Cain Bonham is as big and bad as they come. After serving in the Marines, he’s returned home to Wyoming and now works as head of security at the exclusive sex club, The Wicked Horse. His job is to protect not only the patrons, but to zealously guard the secret existence of the club itself.
Sloane Preston is all about discovering secrets. As an undercover reporter, she’s determined to reveal the truth behind the facade of The Wicked Horse and expose it for all the world to see. She just didn’t count on her pathway into the club coming at the hands of one gorgeously scarred and bad ass bouncer who manages to easily possess her body and soul.
While Cain’s not looking for anyone to catch his eye, Sloane did it all the same, and he’s not bemoaning the fact that she’s as wickedly kinky as he is. As both get caught up in the sinful fantasies that only The Wicked Horse can create, secrets and loyalties will be tested and hearts will risk being broken.
**Warning: this book has sex in it. Lots of sex. Dirty sex. The Wicked Horse Series is a bit different than what Sawyer Bennett normally writes. While you’ll still enjoy fabulous characters, a suspenseful story, some witty banter and an epic romance, there’s just… a lot of sex. You’ve been warned.
Review
In Wicked Lust, Cain introduces Sloane to kinky sex, and she finds it freeing and all consuming. Cain and Sloane’s bodies definitely respond to each other, but they also respond on a deeper level than the physical one they started with, but their refusal, especially Cain’s, to allow it to be anything more than that made me want to knock some sense into both of them and force them to understand that what they share is not something that should be thrown away over money or a job.
Cain is a fantasy maker, and boy does he allow Sloane to act out her dirtiest fantasies and feel the ultimate pleasure, keeping his heart out of the equation because his past dictates that it not be a factor.
Sloane has a job to do, and in order to get her story and the justice she wants, she’s willing to do just about anything but what she doesn’t count on his Cain knowing exactly what she needs, which throws her entire plan out of whack and forces her to face some hard truths about herself, about her career, and about the man who definitely knows how to make her body and heart explode.
Sloane and Cain’s story had me hot and bothered as well as extremely frustrated numerous times throughout the text because it was clear from the beginning that their halfhearted attempt to toe the line between truth and lies and Sloane’s edict that Cain was only a “job” and a “way in” to get her story was going to blow up in their faces and ruin more than the way their bodies reacted to one another. I get that there are extenuating circumstances for both of them, but I just wanted them to communicate more…to invest in more than the sexual release they get from one another.
I’m dying to get Bridger’s story; he plays a pivotal role in Wicked Lust in certain situations, and he continues to intrigue me. I’m interested to see the woman who’s able to handle his whip for more than one night!
A complimentary copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.
4 Poison Apples
Excerpt
Cain is lying on his side, facing me with his head resting in the palm of his hand. His eyes are lazy and his smile mellow as he stares at me. I prop my elbow up on the mattress, rest my head in my hand—mimicking his posture—and look down at the blue quilt on my bed.
Taking stock of my feelings, I’m not quite sure how to handle the afterglow of certain awkwardness. I just had the most mind-blowing sex of my entire life, but there was almost zero intimacy. It was truly about doing what felt good and decadent, yet I can’t help feel that it was lacking in some respects.
“Looks like some serious thoughts going on inside that pretty head,” Cain says quietly, and I raise my eyes to his.
“You didn’t even kiss me,” I say softly, dropping my gaze again with an embarrassed smile.
I feel his fingers under my chin, and then he’s pushing upward so I look back at him. His eyes are not exactly kind, but there is a knowing sympathy there. I think it might be pity for me that I’m not recognizing this for what it was.
Just some hot and dirty sex.
“Strike that thought,” I say quickly, completely embarrassed I’d even bring that up. I’m off focus here, reminding myself I have a job to do and Cain Bonham is not someone who wants to get involved with a doe-eyed innocent who wants sweet kisses while she’s being made love to.
Rolling away from him, I try to change the subject. “I’m going to get a bottle of water. Do you want one?”
I don’t even make a complete rotation because in a nanosecond, I’m on my back. Cain is on top of me, covering my body with his. He holds his weight off my torso by pushing his elbows into the mattress, but I can feel his shaft, now semi-hard and wet, laying against my stomach.
He intently stares down at me. “That was definitely an oversight on my part.”
Lowering his face, he brushes his lips against mine before pulling up to look at me. “You have the softest lips. I’ve wanted to kiss them all night, but I got too caught up in the need to fuck you.”
About the Author
USA Today Best-Selling author, Sawyer Bennett, is a snarky southern woman and reformed trial lawyer who decided to finally start putting on paper all of the stories that were floating in her head. She is married to a mobster (well, a market researcher) and they have two big, furry dogs who hog the bed. Sawyer would like to report she doesn’t have many weaknesses but can be bribed with a nominal amount of milk chocolate.
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