Hold Me Down…Review

HoldMeDown_300DPI for printBlurb: Talia Benson has always been independent, unafraid to go after what she wants, regardless of setback, injury, or failure. But between her father’s conditional tuition payments and her mother’s nagging concern over her emotional state, Talia’s suffocating. So when Talia meets doctoral student Sean Poole, she can’t figure out why she wants him to control her. Why she wants him to boss her around. Why she wants him to hurt her. Talia learns the hard way that not all control is created equal, and sometimes submitting is the most empowering thing in the world.

 

 

Review: I will say that the blurb had me completely intrigued. I am always interested in reading books when there is a power struggle and I am always down for a little Teacher/student romance. That may be because my American Novel Professor is HOT!

Anyway, the book starts off with a good pace and picks up quickly when we meet Sean, the doctoral professor. I immediately like this guy, because he doesn’t take himself too seriously and his quips are on point. He knows who he is and he cares for Talia enough to help her explore and accept who she is, and here is where this gets difficult…at 20 years old who the heck knows “who” they are? This is the age that you explore and find out. doing it anyway

I sympathized tremendously with Talia as she went back and forth with whether or not her desires were appropriate. I found myself going back and forth with her because of all the convincing outside influences. The mom in my was screaming “no baby no!” but the sensual adult in me felt “do what makes you happy” So needless to say, reading this book will definitely take you on a rollercoaster ride. And no matter what side of the D/s spectrum you fall on you will enjoy this book. It wasn’t a long read but a quite interesting one…I give this book 4 solid stars.

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Author Bio Sara Taylor Woods writes sophisticated erotic romance and dark urban fantasy. Her stories have been included in romance, erotica, and horror anthologies. When she’s not writing, she’s wrangling her two bouncing dogs, mainlining coffee, or working out. She lives in South Carolina with her husband. She’s represented by Lana Popović of Chalberg & Sussman.

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More Than A Feeling…Excerpt

As they stood so close in the shadows of the covered porch, the connection between them alive and vibrant, Cooper realized his desire for her had changed. His attraction wasn’t that of a kid with a painful, unrelenting crush. He was a man who wanted things from her he didn’t have time to explore. “I should go. Thank you for everything. Today…tonight…” He shrugged.  

“I’m glad I could be there for you.”

He should go, but the potent energy between them kept his boots rooted. “Are you dating anybody?” He had no business asking, and yet he waited for her answer with as much anticipation as finding out his paternity.

“No. I mean, it’s Snowberry. The dating pool’s not that big. And if you break up, you’re stuck in each other’s faces the rest of your lives. I had two boyfriends in college, and I dated a little when I took my first job in Blue Sky, but going out with tourists grew old quickly. What was the point?” She looked away. “I think I’m just at an age where I’m not going to waste my time hanging out with someone who doesn’t excite me.” And then she let out a shaky breath. “If it doesn’t feel like this” –she wagged a finger between them—“then why bother?”

A fireball of heat rocketed through him. His heart thundered. He stepped closer and cupped her elbows. “What exactly does this feel like?” He shouldn’t have asked. Because as surprising as it was to learn about her interest in him as a kid, it didn’t have the same impact as feeling her body heat up, watching her lips part, and her lids lower.

“It feels…” Her tone held a hint of whimsy. “Inevitable.”

When her fingertips touched his chest, electricity raced across his skin. His rational mind blurred, as he leaned into her, his mouth drawn inexorably to hers. Her raspberry-pink lips, close enough to kiss, elicited a fierce pang of desire that struck so deep and wide his heart ached.

“Cooper.” She reached up and cupped the back of his neck, and with a tug she bridged the distance, joining their mouths. Just the barest contact sent a shiver of the sweetest, most perfect burn down his spine.

He’d never wanted any woman the way he wanted Daisy Charbonneau. And when her fingers gripped the hair at the back of his neck he had to have her.

The moment he closed his mouth over hers, she leaned into him, holding him in place as though she feared he’d stop.

But he couldn’t. And when he licked into her mouth, their tongues touching, lust punched him. He went completely, painfully hard.

Daisy. This is Daisy. Her scent enveloped him, and her hair feathered over his arms, his hands. Like everything else she did, she threw her whole self into the kiss, and when she shifted closer, pressing her curvaceous body against his, he thought he’d go up in flames. His palms spread wide on her back, needing to touch every inch of her at once. With firm pressure, he slid them down—slowly, so he could feel the rise of her ass. When he had her cheeks in his hands, he couldn’t resist giving them a lusty squeeze. She moaned. Jesus, Daisy moaned, her body melting into his.

A bark of laughter from the path ripped them apart. He took a step back. The cool of the evening air snapped reason back into him. “Sorry.”

Her fingertips touched her mouth, and she looked disoriented.

“I’ll, uh, I’ll let you go.” He turned and jumped off the two stairs of her porch. But with each step he took away from her, the more frantic he became. Because this was it. He’d leave in the morning, and he wouldn’t see her again. He stopped at the end of the walkway and found her stepping into the warm yellow light of her house. “Daisy.”

She leaned against the frame, her hand resting on it like it had on his chest.

Haloed in the warm light she looked soft and round and so damn beautiful. He would never forget the way she’d moaned in his arms. “Goodnight.”

She nodded, pushed off the frame, and disappeared inside her home.

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About MORE THAN A FEELING:

From the award-winning author of TAKE ME HOME TONIGHT comes the final story in her red-hot Rock Star Romance series, about a loner rocker finding his perfect duet.

When Cooper Hood left Snowberry, Montana ten years ago, he swore he’d never go back to the town that painted him with the same brush as his addict mother. But right in the middle of his band’s national tour he gets a call to come home: his mom’s got a whopper of a secret to reveal.

Daisy Charbonneau’s in trouble. The talent she hired for her resort’s annual Huckleberry Festival just bailed on her, and she’s desperate to find a replacement act. Luck turns her way when she discovers her high school crush is back in town—and he happens to be a rock star.

As they work together, a crush deepens into so much more, but who falls in love in two weeks?

Especially when Cooper’s never coming back to town, and Daisy’s never going to leave it.

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He’s the boss. But she’s ready to take charge.

In this provocative and sexy* office romance, a cheeky new hire tempts a hotshot sports agent to mix business with pleasure.

Jenny: Job interviews are a bitch under the best of circumstances, but when your potential boss is the world’s biggest prick, that’s when you should simply walk away. It’s just that I need this job so badly—and I’m mesmerized by Ethan Mason’s piercing gaze. Men like him aren’t supposed to exist in real life. But under the tailored suits and GQ looks, Ethan simmers with barely restrained ambition. And no matter how hard I work to fight the attraction, I’m going to get burned.

Ethan: You don’t become a top agent without learning how to close deal. I always get what—or who—I want, by staying cool and in command. Then Jenny Jackson walks into my office with her lush curves and “screw you” attitude and blows away my intentions of keeping things professional. All I can think about is exploring the perfect body hidden beneath those conservative clothes or shutting her saucy mouth with one hot kiss. Jenny’s worth breaking the rules over—if I can convince her to break the rules for me.


*By sexy, we mean sexy. Like, 18+ sexy.

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Sloane Howell lives in the Midwest United States and writes dirty stories. When not reading or writing he enjoys hanging out with his family, watching sports, playing with the dogs, traveling, and engaging his readers on social media. You can almost always catch him on Twitter posting something goofy.
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