I had really been down on erotic romance as a sub genre for the past few months. So much of what I had attempted to read was sex without emotion. That type of story gets tired quickly and with many of the mainstream romances heating up, it seemed that erotic romance might be a sub genre that no longer fit my reading tastes. This is a straight relationship driven contemporary erotic romance.
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He wanted all of her…. Vic Savian knows what he wants when he sees it. And what he wants is his sexy neighbor, Niall Chandler. So when he sees her in the hallway of their building being harassed by an aggressive suitor, Vic makes his move—and finds himself greatly rewarded….
And did she ever let him have it…. Audio Book now available through Tantor Audio. Niall smiled a moment later as she glanced around his living room while he moved about in the kitchen. She heard the anxious tremor in her voice and admonished herself for it. His dark brown hair fell down over his brow as he bent to retrieve a bottle from a lower shelf.
When he stood, her gaze brushed appreciatively across his ridged abdomen, the sweep of his wide shoulders and the hard, defined muscles of his upper arm. Most of the men that she knew would have put on a shirt in this situation. He was such a beautiful, sinuous male animal that it seemed a shame to cover his body. When he handed her a glass through the window she held it up in a brief salute and took a drink. Her sensual appreciation of the taste must have shown on her face because he gave a small smile before he took a swallow of his own.
Niall blinked. Had he been reading her mind? She realized that her voice had become unintentionally husky as she stared at his mouth. His upper front tooth slightly overlapped the one next to it.
She thought of what it would feel like to run her tongue over that sexy little imperfection and then wondered how many women he encountered ever day had the exact same fantasy.
She forced her eyes away from the sight of him and transferred her gaze to the windows. It unnerved her, this strong, unprecedented physical reaction he had on her. She felt awkward and foolish, like a gangly teenage girl. His apartment faced east, granting him a spectacular panoramic view of Chicago.
The lights of the high-rises shimmered in the black, winding river. The Riverview Towers offered their residents every luxury and convenience, a concierge, a dry cleaner, grocery delivery, shopping, and a centralized location in downtown Chicago. Residents and the corporations for which they worked paid sky high prices for the flexibility and conveniences of the apartments.
But to Niall the temporary residences felt depressingly sterile. She longed for the stability of a home again. She glanced up when he leaned his hip against the counter next to where she sat on a stool.
I sleep here Tuesday through Thursday night and drive home on Friday. With him standing and her sitting, her eye level was at his chest. She inhaled slowly and the male scent that she recalled all too well from sharing the elevator with him filled her senses, more subtle, but nevertheless more potent than the fumes of the scotch. She blinked. She started to put out her hand for a friendly handshake but paused in surprise when he began to laugh. He set down his drink on the counter as he stilled his mirth.
Niall inhaled sharply. He usually was so terse and impassive. It unsettled her to hear him compliment her—for that was undoubtedly what it had been, given the warm, husky tone of his deep voice. Her anxiety mounted when he took her glass from her stiff hand and set it next to his on the counter.
His hand rose to cradle her chin, lifting her face until she met his gaze. Kery brings her characters to life with her descriptive prose and realistic dialogue. I held my breath as they came together in some of the sexiest love scenes I have read this year. Kery gives readers beautifully written prose with amazingly descriptive sex scenes.
But be warned — this is a very sensual tale. The well-crafted characters are full of raw emotions that are right on the page for the reader to experience. I was held spellbound and truly mesmerized by the feelings this book invoked in me. Even now, hours later, I can still see Vic and Niall in my head and feel the emotions they felt.
This is a poignant contemporary romance starring two scarred lovers who have demons from past relationships. Beth Kery provides a deep angst-laden tale filled with real characters wanting much more out of life, though lessons learned have led to settling for much less. This is a story that readers will not be able to forget, especially fans of brooding, alpha heroes. Recommended Read, Romance Novel News. I loved reading every second of it.
Grade A- from Romance Book Forums. B from Smexy Books. Home Site. She took a deep, uneven breath and tried to focus on what she saw. His singular gray eyes flickered down to her lap when she stirred restlessly on her stool.
Niall Chandler. Sorry, your blog cannot share posts by email. He wanted all of her… Vic Savian knows what he wants when he sees it.
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REVIEW: Wicked Burn by Beth Kery
He wanted all of her…. Vic Savian knows what he wants when he sees it. And what he wants is his sexy neighbor, Niall Chandler. So when he sees her in the hallway of their building being harassed by an aggressive suitor, Vic makes his move—and finds himself greatly rewarded…. And did she ever let him have it…. Audio Book now available through Tantor Audio.
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Wicked Burn Beth Kery ONE The goddamned walls in his temporary apartment residence might as well be made of cardboard, Vic Savian thought as he came into full wakefulness at the low, mellow sound of a voice emanating from the hallway. Just her voice made his cock stir and stiffen against the cool sheets. Sort of an understatement, actually, to say that Vic had been aware of her. She was beautiful. Vic knew better than most how overused that word was when it came to women. But other descriptors—pretty, attractive, sexy—fell far short when it came to the woman across the hall. She was luminous.