On the rebound, Brie is thrilled at the idea of a vacation on the beaches of Florida. It will be especially great since it is with two men who are absolutely irresistible…and equally unattainable.
Murphy and his boyfriend are offering the escape and maybe, if she spends enough time with them, maybe she will be able to resist wanting to strip them every time she sees them.
Murphy has always been oddly attracted to his best pal, Brie. But he has never touched a woman in that way. When his lover and boyfriend Andy suggests they make love to her, that she is perfect for them to experience a ménage, Murphy wonders if he is not enough somehow.
But the temptation of having them both…
When they get to the resort and find out that “Clothing Optional” should have been in bold print on the brochure, the three of them are in for the weekend of their lives.
Virginia Nelson believed them when they said, “Write what you know.” Small town girl writing small town romance, her characters are as full of flaws, misunderstandings, and flat out mistakes as Virginia herself. When she’s not writing or plotting to take over the world, she likes to hang out with the greatest kids in history, play in the mud, drive far too fast, and scream at inanimate objects. Virginia likes knights in rusted and dinged up armor, heroes that snarl instead of croon, and heroines who can’t remember to say the right thing even with an author writing their dialogue. Her books are full of snark, sex, and random acts of ineptitude—not always in that order.
What a smokin' hot read! I love the way Ms. Nelson gets the reader all wrapped up in the story from the very first line. I, personally, can't get enough of her stories.
"Licking at the sticky, white, sweetness, she closed her eyes in blissful ectasy. Swallowing reflexively, she allowed the creamy liquid to roll down her throat in a flood. Opening her eyes again, she took another long slurping lick, and then she rubbed the remains of the white stuff from her lips with an eager tongue in what had to be obvious ecstacy."
The author wasted that paragraph in the FIRST paragraph of the book. Set up for something hot, sexy, yummy.
This is my second bad read of the new year. I am sick that I actually paid money for this. To say that it was cliche and unrealistic is to put it mildly. Not to give anything away, but I have a hard time believing that a mature gay man would take to cunniligus like a duck to water without a bit of coaching. This story had a lot of potential and the author is not a bad writer, per se. But if I wanted straight porn, I'd of watched a movie.
Maybe I shouldn't read so many book that I know will be really good...mixed in with ones I'm not sure about. Maybe I should stop reading MMF that's not written by a very small, very select handful of authors.
This is probably one that benefited for having been short (which is why I rounded up - glad it was over); most of the time I bemoan that, but so not the case here. Not without a complete and utter revamping.