by Avery Aster
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Tone: dirty, sarcastic, and witty
Heat Level: scorching
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave
Publishing Date: August 14, 2013
Series, #: 2 The Manhattanites
CONTENT WARNING: due to graphic sex scenes, strong language, suggestive themes, mature humor, and just about everything your friends ever told you not to do-including getting vajazzled, this novel is for adults only.
At thirty-three Warner Truman is one of the richest men on the planet, a spa mogul who buys and sells resorts at will. He holds powerful executive’s careers in his well-groomed hands. Nothing is beyond Warner’s reach…until he meets her.
Stunning, tantalizing, and perverse, Taddy Brill captivates Warner’s carnal desire like no woman he’s ever met. A self-made millionaire, Taddy is tougher than steel, more brilliant than diamonds and, at twenty-seven, she’s never depended on a man for anything…until she meets him.
The more Taddy plays with Warner’s affections, driving him to erotic heights, the more she is confronted by a dark past. But before she can love him, Taddy must meet her worst fears head-on or risk losing it all, including herself
This excerpt is actually one of my favorite scenes from the book.
*the set up:
Warner Truman finds his hotel in a media nightmare. He’s gone to the Cannes Police Station to press charges against the culprit. Taddy Brill jets in from NYC to bail her assistant out of jail.
Two Percent of the Women in the World
“Over there, mademoiselle,” an officer responded from the front reception area.
A gorgeous redhead walked his way. He did a double take. No way. He squinted. Sure enough, Red had lived on.
Red’s confidence and flare turned the police officers’ heads as she walked down the main hallway. The police station was filled with criminals who’d come to Cannes, perhaps to see a celebrity. They’d caught a glimpse of something much more fantastic.
He noticed her legs first. Elegant high heels elevated her to a position taller than most men. Just below her waist, an off-white stretch miniskirt wrapped tight around her narrow hips. From where he stood, the fabric seemed sheer, revealing her peachy cream skin from her inner, ever-so-toned thighs when she walked. Must kiss.
Her “just what the doctor ordered” breasts were encased in a cream blouse and somewhat concealed by her crimson-hued, made-to-her-measurements blazer. Her cleavage had been fastened together by two exaggerated metallic sailor-type buttons. Their vivid sparkle resembled two gold bars. Must touch.
His eyes fixated on his favorite Red asset, her signature wavy ginger spice hair. Oh how he’d savored running his fingers through those locks at Privé Extreme. Must love.
Warner had developed an obsession for red-haired women after he’d met her. He hadn’t come in contact with any woman since. To his surprise, he’d learned from a stylist at his Dublin hotel, only two percent of people in the world had her natural hair color, making Red all the more special, and he’d found her.
Red walked up with her oversized sunglasses on, she didn’t see him as she passed. Two feet from where she stopped, he stood within an earshot.
Unnoticed, Warner stepped up behind her and inhaled her familiar scent. It’s Red! He’d found her. Not in Sydney, Australia, the Bay of Kotor in Montenegro, or the Xai-Xai Beach in Mozambique. It was the Cannes police station in the South of France.
Upon first contact with Avery about Unscrupulous she told me 5 reasons why I needed to read it. And one of those reasons abso-fucking-lutely sold it for me. "The hero is hung like an anaconda, non-venomous, of course."
And that is how I knew her book would be fabulous, if she is that witty in an email I couldn't wait to read her book. And I got exactly what I expected and more.
I highlighted the shit out of this book, there were so many lol moments with panty melting moments as well.
"So flippin' male. So effin' mine. So fucking now."
Yep that would be my response too after coming across the hot speciman known as Warner.Taddy's friends are a riot too! "Who wants to suck a dick after he's shoved it in another dude's ass? I don't wanna lick a shit-sickle."
I learned so many new things while reading Unscrupulous. I learned what DILF stood for, and I learned all about the Vajazzle(I may or may not be wearing one right now). No, I won't share pictures with you Avery.(ask nicely and I might)
Avery's writing style is refreshing, its so different from what's out there, and I can't wait to read more from her! I'm giving 4.5 Stars!