Well, that was horrible.
Hero stalks her: follows her home and sits outside her house, goes through her mail - and I'm supposed to think this is charming.
I think of my fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass as I pound into her from behind, leaving bruises there so she knows she's been claimed.
Ugh.
Then they have their first kiss, and it immediately goes from having their first kiss to him demanding that she let him go down on her.
"God." Her voice shakes as my tongue dances lightly on the wet spot.
"Not God, Rose. No one but me will ever be here, not even the omnipotent. No other man will ever touch you as long as I'm drawing breath."
Okay, creeper.
He makes her beg him for oral sex. I really don't get this. I really don't. I don't get humiliating women. If you don't want to go down on her, don't fucking go down on her. If you do want to go down on her, then just fucking do it. Don't make her beg for it. It's rude.
She nods...
"Not enough. Tell me you want my mouth on your cunt, Rose."
Fuck off.
Virginity fetishizing.
Goddamn, she's not just tight, she's pure. I feel the resistance there and the thought that no man has been here before only solidifies my sense of ownership over my sweet Rose.
He thinks he can 'claim' any part of her body he wants.
The next time I cum it will be inside this sweet pussy. Nowhere else will do. Eventually in her mouth and God, yes, in her ass as well. But my cum needs to find its home in her cunt the next time.
None of this is your decision, bro. YOU don't get to choose where to fuck her. YOU don't get to make these kinds of decisions. Maybe she doesn't like giving blowjobs. Maybe she would rather not be fucked up the ass. Did you even think of this? No, because you don't care. She's just something you own, like a car. To be used however you like and however gives you pleasure. Her wants and needs and wishes be damned.
"You need to taste yourself. I want to share." My lips come to hers as my tongue leads the way, her flavor spreading into her mouth as I kiss her deep and she moans softly with me.
Again, maybe she would rather not? Does she have any choice here? Do you know what 'asking permission' is? I hate this bossy guy and his 'She'll do whatever I tell her to' attitude.
36%: There will be a tracker on her phone and her car.
She will be on a schedule to text and call me whenever she is on the move. I want to know when she eats. How many hours she sleeps.
This is so creepy. o.O Not sexy at all. Call-the-police behavior.
I'll nail her feet to the floor if need be, she's not getting away ever again.
Creepy.
I want to throw her down, a hand in her hair and the other on her dress, removing it and watching her eyes as my dick finally sinks into my new home.
Ew. She's not your new home, hombre.
"You know what I need, Rose, don't you?"
That's our whole problem: it's what YOU need, all the time. What about her needs? Her desires?
Unprotected sex for no reason.
Shoving his cum inside her and trying to seal it in there; telling her she's going to get pregnant by him rather than, I DON'T KNOW, asking her if she wants children and if she'd like to think about starting a family. Fuck her opinions about what happens to her life and her body, am I right? She's property now.
"What are you doing?" She asks when my hand comes down flat against her swollen, soaking pussy.
I clasp my fingers hard over her opening. "I want all this inside you, Rose. I want my cum where it belongs. Making me the father of your children. You're stuck with me. Better get used to that."
UGH. DISGUSTING.
Tanner sat me down on his lap and held my hand in his. "I'm going to marry you, Rose. No, it's not a question, it's a statement."
Fuck giving women choices.
"Very soon, this finger will belong to me."
Weird AND gross.
I feel the tip of his cock at my entrance.
"Say please." He growls and my belly flutters.
"PLEASE..." The word comes out in a shuddering whimper because I am truly begging.
Ugh. Now people reading my reviews may think I'm against begging in bed; I'm not. However, ordering people to beg is distasteful to me.
THEN, he REFUSES to give her an orgasm unless she agrees to marry him. Isn't this weird? Gross? Disturbing? Manipulative? All of the above?
"You have to answer one question for me, Rose. One question. Then you can come."
"WHAT?" I snap, a wild anger building up as my body craves the orgasm he's pushing me toward.
"Will you marry me?"
Oh, that's romantic. /s Great. /s
EPILOGUE:
She knows not to argue. I give my girl everything she needs and wants but she also knows her well being is number one and sometimes my word is the last word.
Fucking disgusting.
THE END.
THE GOOD:
- I enjoyed him cutting the panties off of her with his pocketknife.
Tl;dr - Gross. Please know you can do better than this as far as erotica goes.
VERDICT: Skip it and read something else. I don't know what, but not this.
Categories: Erotic Romance, Contemporary Romance.