Last Kiss by Laurelin Paige
Series: First and Last #2
Publisher: St. Martin’s Press
Genre: Romantic Suspense/ Contemporary Romance
“Visceral, enticing, shining with white lies and dark truths, seductive twists and turns, and a love that takes your breath away.” – Katy Evans, New York Times bestselling author
A GAME OF CAT AND MOUSE FILLED WITH DARK DESIRES AND DANGEROUS SECRETS…
Emily Wayborn has made a decision.
She might not fully trust handsome and deadly Reeve Sallis, but he is the one person that gives her what she needs. With Reeve she can finally be herself. Submitting to him is the only thing keeping her grounded as the rest of her life falls apart. But the hotelier is a master at keeping secrets and as she continues her quest for answers someone is making sure she doesn’t find them.
Time is running out and she is questioning everything she thought she knew about friendship and love. She must now make an impossible choice that will determine if she will survive with her heart…or at all.
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Reeve smirked—he loved it when I begged—but he didn’t take me where I wanted to go. Instead, with his fingers pinching my chin, he twisted my face so that my cheek pressed against the glass.
“Look,” he said in reverence.
The mirror ran the whole wall behind me then wrapped around the vanity so, facing this direction, I could see our reflections in the glass, half eclipsed by steam from the shower. He let go of me long enough to wipe the fog then resumed his grip on my jaw. I stared, transfixed by the sight of his cock driving into me over and over.
With my focus where he wanted it, Reeve rearranged my legs, bringing one foot up to brace on the counter and propping the other in the sink. Now I was angled so that my cunt could better be seen in the mirror. It was naughty and erotic and I couldn’t stop staring.
“Look at that,” he said again, his fingers jabbing into my skin. “The way you let me use you is so beautiful.”
Beautiful. It was beautiful. The way he had me spread out awkwardly across the bathroom sink, naked while he was still clothed—it was vile and wicked and oh, so beautiful.
“I can’t control myself when I’m inside you.” His voice was ragged and threadbare. “I want to tear you apart. I want to rip you to shreds.” He moved both of his hands to grasp my thighs, tilting my pelvis so that his thrusts hit even deeper. “I want to destroy you. Want to fuck you to pieces. Want to shatter you. Want to break you.”
His awful, wonderful words set a storm to gather low inside me, and I could tell that this time it wouldn’t back down. I shifted my hands from the counter to his forearms to brace myself for its attack. The movement drew his attention from the mirror to my face.
“Want to break you,” he repeated, his words more of a rumble than actual speech.
“You do,” I said, peering up under heavy lids, my voice a mere rasp. “You do break me. Every time.”
Reeve’s eyes sparked in awe, then the muscles in his neck grew taut and his rhythm stuttered. With a low growl, he froze and spilled into me, his fingers digging so deep into my skin I was sure they’d leave bruises on my thighs.
It was so hot, how he defiled and wrecked me. So hot how he loved to see me devastated. So hot that I joined him in his release. My mouth fell open and my climax took over, coarsely racking through my body. Even with the mirror supporting my back, I was freefalling, spinning with pleasure. Only a thin layer of sweat and steam covered my body, but it felt like I’d been pulled underwater into a whirlpool of bliss.
Reeve put himself away, then watched me as I finished, as if completely enamored with my orgasm. As if completely enamored with me.
It was somewhat disconcerting to feel his eyes so heavy on me. He’d seen me come so many times before, but I’d never noticed him so intent. I lowered my gaze, but he lifted my chin, forcing me to meet his stare head-on.
With a gentle touch, he swept a lock of sweat-drenched hair from my forehead. “Every time?”
He’d been tender with me in the past, but it wasn’t his usual M.O., and it startled me. Moved me as I realized it came from a place of concern.
“Yes,” I answered honestly, because he did break me, every time that he stuck his cock inside me, every time that he made me climax, every time that he touched me. Outside of the moment, when the sex was over and we were people instead of sex-driven beasts, it sounded horrible. Who would want to be broken by her lover? Who would want to be destroyed?
I do. I always did. I longed for it and needed it. I needed him.
I caught his hand and pressed the back of it to my cheek. “It’s the only reason I ever want to be someone who’s put together. So that you can break me all over again.”
REVIEW FROM LIZ
In the conclusion of Laurelin Paige’s First and Last series, book 2, she leads us down a road paved with dark secrets, danger, lust, love, friendship and jealousy. Emily Wayborn may have started down this path in search of her friend to help her, but now she is fighting for her life and her future. Who can she trust?
And now Amber is back. She is alive, barely, but alive. Emily is happy and destroyed. She loves Amber. She loves Reeve. Reeve once loved Amber and now Amber is back and fighting for what she wants. And she wants Reeve. Who does Reeve really want? And in the end, can Emily compare to Amber?
This story is so angst-ridden, I thought my heart was going to burst right out of me. In First Touch Emily finally came to accept who and what she was and wanted. Realizing with the right man she could be loved and fulfilled and safe. But Reeve’s secrets and past haunt her and make her question him and herself at every turn. And at every turn there is danger and secrets that keep Emily just out of reach of what she wants more than anything.
And then there is Amber. Amber who had been her closest friend, ally and like a sister to her. Her whole life had been based around what Amber “did” for her and how she walked away from her. The life she built after Amber was because of Amber. Did she not owe Amber her happiness? Her safety? No matter the cost?
With little choices and danger at every turn, Amber, Reeve and Emily find themselves trying to find a new normal, while Reeve swears to protect them at all costs.
I struggled with Emily. I wanted her to find her happily-ever-after, but her insecurities and feelings of inadequacies held her wants, her needs, her desires at bay. She had it all at the tip of her hand, but her sense of duty did not allow her to take it. Instead she found herself questioning everything and though I completely understood where she was coming from, I just wanted to scream at her and tell her to grab it and never, ever let go.
But I did like her. Even as she drove me crazy, even as she submitted and pushed and pulled at her own desires. Because even when she wanted to submit, she also wanted to fight, to scream, and to find herself. Though she would never admit to herself, in her own way she was strong and determined.
Reeve Sallis. What can I say about Reeve Sallis? He was a man like no other. Strong, determined, controlling, dangerous, and scary. Yet, he was also so much more. Throughout the story we get glimpses of the man beneath the hard shell. Enough to let us see him as a man with his own wants and needs and a desire to be loved and taken as is. To be truly understood and accepted. Even as you doubted some of his actions, his motives were always out of love, protectiveness and yes, all about control. The man exuded power, strength and control.
As the story progresses we once again see more of Amber and Emily’s history. We understand Emily’s decision to be there for Amber and to truly understand why she makes some of the decisions she does, even when we want to scream and throw our hands up in resignation!
I loved this story, loved how fast paced and detailed it was. The suspense, secrets, twists and turns grabs the reader and never lets you go. I am a huge fan of Laurelin Paige, and stories like this are the reason why. This series is a must read!
I give Last Kiss by Laurelin Paige 5+ amazing stars!
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling author Laurelin Paige is a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however. When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Game of Thrones and the Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender.
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