BLOG TOUR & REVIEW: Undo Me by M. Robinson

Undo Me: The Good Ol’
Boys
By Best Selling
Author M. Robinson
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I met her when I was sixteen.
I fell in love with her when
I was seventeen.
She brought me to my knees
when I was twenty.
I loved her against reason.
I loved her against hope.
I loved her against all odds.

Now she’s back, a constant
reminder of what I lost, what could have been.
I hate her.
I resent her.
I still love her.
Can I forgive her…
Will she be my end once again
or my beginning?
 
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He pulled back a little, resting his forehead on mine to
look into my eyes. To cripple me in ways I never thought possible. There was a
hunger in his glare that I couldn’t quite place, he wasn’t even touching me and
yet I still felt him all over. Both of us were panting, our breathing mirroring
one another’s, our hearts escalating higher and higher and beating beside each
other.
So intense.
So consuming.
So mind-blowing.
In that second, in that minute, in that hour… I wanted him.
I wanted his touch, I wanted his kiss, I wanted his taste, I
wanted all his movements, all his adoration and his love, all his devotion, his
laugh, his smile, everything, anything.
Every. Last. Part.
Him.
I reached for the front of his shirt, unbuttoning it and
pulling it away from his body and he let me. I touched the pulse of his neck,
down to his heart, passed his taut abs until I reached his belt. The warmth and
velvetiness of his skin made my sex clench and my stomach flutter. The
butterfly feeling never got old. It was becoming one of my favorite feelings.
A feeling only he could ignite in me.
I gasped when he unexpectedly gripped my hand, stopping me.
“Are you sure?” he huskily rasped, my favorite sound in the
world.
Before I could assure him, tell him what I felt so deeply in
my heart, tell him how much he meant to me, how much I wanted to be his and
only his, how much I wanted him to undo me.
Own me.
He hoarsely murmured against my lips, “Suga’ once I start
there will be no going back. I won’t stop until I’ve explored every last inch
of your flesh… until I’m etched so far into your heart that you’ll never be
able to touch your skin and not feel me.”
With wide eyes I swallowed hard and breathed out, “Promise?”
“Always.”
He let go of my hand and I unclasped his belt, next were his
slacks, pulling them apart and lowering the zipper. Before I could touch him
where I really wanted to, where I had been craving since the second I saw him
in his black tuxedo, he slapped my hand away.
“This isn’t about me. This is about you.”
His gaze set me on fire, my heart kicked into overdrive. I loved
having him look at me like that. Knowing I never wanted him to stop looking at
me in that way, the way that made me feel like we were the only two people in
the world, like I was the only girl in the world. He had my heart in his hands,
to do what he pleased with.
I knew right then and there that I would never be able to go
without him.
He licked his lips and leaned in to kiss me. The second his
tongue touched mine, it turned into its own moment, its own creation, its own
world. His body fell forward and mine backward, pushing me further into my
mattress. My legs spread wider and he readily lay in between them, placing all
his weight on his arms that were cradling my face. The room was dim, but I
could sense him everywhere and all at once.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Aubrey. So damn beautiful,” he
groaned into the side of my neck as he placed soft kisses down to my cleavage
and toward my nipple. He sucked it into his mouth as his hand caressed my other
breast, leaving me withering beneath him. Chills running up and down my waiting
body. My back arched off the bed, wanting more and he obliged. I could feel his
erection on my wet core as he purposely moved his hips, grinding against my
heat, creating a delicious tingling that I felt all over.
I sucked in my bottom lip to conceal the moan that was about
to escape.  
“Darlin’, I want you to make every fucking noise possible.
Do you understand me?”
I moaned in response and it earned me a forceful yet tender caress
of his hand against my clit. He manipulated my bundle of nerves and within
minutes my legs started to shake and I couldn’t keep my eyes open. He
effortlessly made his way down my body, pushing his fingers into my opening and
sucking on my nub in a back and forth motion.
My hands immediately gripped his hair and he grunted in
satisfaction. I couldn’t take it anymore, the room started to spin and my
breathing faltered.
“Hmm… ah… mmm…” I exhaled.
The next thing I knew, he was kissing me, and I tasted myself
all over his mouth. It was intoxicating as much as it was arousing. He knew my
body better than I did, spending hours upon hours exploring it until he
memorized every last curve.
I heard a rustling of some sort and opened my eyes to see
that he was opening a condom as he kicked off his slacks and boxer briefs. I
watched with fascinated eyes as he rolled it up his big, hard cock, barely
being able to contain my need for his body to once again be on top of
mine. 
He kissed me again, giving me exactly what I craved and
placed the tip of his dick at my opening.
“I love you,” he whispered in between kissing me.
“I love you, too. More than
anything,” I murmured, not breaking our kiss and eye contact.

MY REVIEW

Undo Me by M. Robinson
Dylan & Aubrey
THE GOOD OL’ BOYS JUST GOT EVEN BETTER!
5 Heart Wrenching Stars

Well peeps, this book is not what I thought it would be. It’s not wrapped up in a pretty little love story. Nope! It’s one of the most emotional stories I have ever had the pleasure of reading. Not many authors can keep me up till 2AM reading because I CAN’T put the book down. In fact there’s only a handful for me. Welcome to the club Ms. Robinson. You have done me in with this story. It’s not anything like the first two books in this series, not even close! It gave me heart palpitations… going back and forth between broken heart and mended heart! I. Fucking. Loved. It.

Dylan, our main lead character was all kinds of alpha, but not in the way you’d think he’d be. Even while he’s fucking his way through most of Oak Island, he seems to still be able to maintain this sort of southern charm. Most days the ladies fall at his feet and leave uttering the word “asshole,” on their way out, but he’s so smooth that you can’t help but laugh at him and be one of those followers. The transition from young man to man was exhilarating to see. His life was not an easy one and most of the time my heart was breaking for him, but somehow he manages to pull through it with a few bumps and bruises. From his beautiful hair and body to his witty charm and that sexy allure, I was hooked from word one.

Aubrey, well… Aubrey made me want to throw my kindle across the room on multiple occasions. She’s one character I’ll forever have a love/hate relationship with fer sure. I have to admit I did like her rough demeanor where Dylan was concerned in the beginning. It was refreshing to see a girl who DIDN’T fall at his feet and beg him to fuck her. Although that same rough demeanor would be her undoing later on in life. She did so many things wrong that it killed me to see her transition into womanhood. Life could have been so much easier for Aubrey had she just opened up her heart just a little bit more and let Dylan or anyone else in to help her through some serious shit. I think she would have been more at peace with herself and life.

The supporting character cast is the usual… Lucas and Alex. Jacob and Lily. and our one and only fuck up Austin. Can’t wait to see what Ms. Robinson has in store for that one. The only other supporting character that I found remotely important was Aubrey’s Mother. The woman who couldn’t bring herself to get engaged in her daughter’s life. I blame her for most of Aubrey’s decisions. There is a villain in the story actually, but they bare no mention at this time. You’ll find out soon enough who it is and hate them just as much as I do. Good luck!

So, if I had to say which one of the Good Ol’ Boys book I liked the best, it would be this one by far. It was effortless to read and the pacing was perfect and right on. The dialogue flowed with efficiency and the storyline was superb. The entire book is full from cover to cover with massive amounts of tension and apprehension that when you do finally reach the climax you’re so fucking exhausted that you will hardly be able to breathe. Bravo Ms. Robinson, you rocked this!

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favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of
course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.
She was born in New Jersey
but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology,
with two years left.
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NEW RELEASE: Bare Your Soul by Rochelle Paige

 

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Title: Bare Your Soul
Author: Rochelle Paige
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Release Date: February 22, 2016
BLURB:
Angelica Rose’s mom always told her that desperate times
called for desperate measures. Walking into a strip club and asking for an
audition certainly qualifies as desperate, but when her mom’s battle with
cancer ends months before Angelica is due to start college, she doesn’t feel
like she has much choice.
The moment Morgan Cadwell sees her on his stage, he knows
she’s the one woman who could make him break all the rules. There’s no way he’s
going to let Angelica dance for other men, so he hires her as his live-in
personal assistant instead.
Morgan’s offer lets Angelica keep her clothes on…but
little does she know that, in the end, he’ll make her bare her soul instead.
Warning: This
book is about an alpha caveman and a sweet but fierce virgin heroine who fall
ridiculously fast in insta-love. If you’re okay with that, then enjoy!
EXCERPT:
“Hey, I thought there was no
touching in lap dances?” I tried to protest.
“There will always be
touching between you and me,” he answered.
I knew it shouldn’t get to
me. I didn’t know this guy and I was acting a part to try to get a job. But
holy hell his words and his touch were turning me on and confusing me. If I was
honest with myself, I’d admit that there was crazy chemistry between us and
maybe—just maybe—I was using this situation to my advantage to see what
happened.
“There is no you and me,” I
retorted as I tilted my body away from him.
“There will be,” he insisted.
Some of my uncertainty must
have shown on my face because his hands gentled and he ran them from my hips to
my back and stroked softly. He lightly tugged on the material but it didn’t
fall any further. “Show me more.”
I could feel his cock hard
underneath me, my pussy resting over it and driving me more than a little wild.
I’d never been in a situation like this before. His dark eyes burned into mine
and I threw all caution to the wind as I undid the rest of the buttons on my
dress. It fell, the material gathering around my waist. Morgan held my eyes as
his hands moved away from me to grasp my dress and toss it to the ground.
He practically growled as his
gaze roamed over my body. I’d chosen my lingerie carefully this morning,
choosing the nicest set I owned. It was white lace, so I was worried it made me
look too innocent when I’d picked it out, but I didn’t have a lot of choices.
Now I was thrilled with my selection because it fit the role I was playing to
perfection.
“Maybe if you’re very good
for me I’ll forgive you for being naughty,” he said as he trailed a finger down
my chest and snapped the front clasp of my bra open.
His action surprised me, and
I moved my hands to cover my chest without realizing what I’d done. He quirked
an eyebrow at me in a subtle challenge, like he’d known all along that I
wouldn’t be able to stay in character. Taking a deep breath, I remembered the
role I needed to play if I wanted this job and forced my arms back down.
“What if I want to be bad for
once?” I asked as he slid my bra straps down my arms.
It was like he’d woven a
seductive spell around me, making me forget why I was here and all of my
troubles. I’d never felt anything like this before. My skin was on fire,
goosebumps running along my flesh. My panties were damp and I couldn’t stop
myself from rubbing lightly over his length. My body was tightening in
anticipation of what would come next.
“As long as you’re with me,
you can be as bad as you want to be, Angel,” he whispered before closing his
mouth over one of my nipples. Each hand held one of my breasts, squeezing
lightly. He plucked at the other one with his finger and thumb, making it
pucker with need.
“Ohmigod,” I gasped at the
sensation, closing my eyes so I could pretend this wasn’t actually happening.
“Look at me,” he ordered, and
my eyes popped back open to find him staring up at me. “You keep your eyes on
me, Angel. I want to see every single thought that runs through your head. No
hiding.”
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Cover Reveal: Craving by Helen Hardt

 Craving (Steel Brothers Saga #1)

by Helen Hardt
(Release Date 3rd May 2016)
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Synopsis:
After being left at the altar, Jade Roberts seeks solace at her best friend’s ranch on the Colorado western slope. Her humiliation still ripe, she doesn’t expect to be attracted to her friend’s reticent brother, but when the gorgeous cowboy kisses her, all bets are off.
Talon Steel is broken. Having never fully healed from a horrific childhood trauma, he simply exists, taking from women what is offered and giving nothing in return…until Jade Roberts catapults into his life. She is beautiful, sweet, and giving, and his desire for her becomes a craving he fears he’ll never be able to satisfy.
Passion sizzles between the two lovers…but long-buried secrets haunt them both and may eventually tear them apart.
Meet The Author
Helen Hardt’s passion for the written word began with the books her mother read to her at bedtime. She wrote her first story at age six and hasn’t stopped since. In addition to being an award winning author of contemporary and historical romance and erotica, she’s a mother, a black belt in Taekwondo, a grammar geek, an appreciator of fine red wine, and a lover of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. She writes from her home in Colorado where she lives with her family. Helen loves to hear from readers.

 

★✩★BLOG TOUR: Tangled Hearts by Sarah O’Rourke★✩★

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Army Strong has a mission….to protect Southern Sassy at all costs.

The directive had been clear: Deeply embed himself in the fair town of Paradise, Tennessee, and keep one Melody Song Reardon from forgiving her fornicating ex-fiancé and keep her safe by any means necessary. Fortunately, Retired First Sergeant Callum Valentine had always been a man that got the job done. Unfortunately, nobody told him that while his ‘job’ might be as pretty as a picture, she could be ornery as a wet cat and had a stubborn streak a mile long. Now, he was battling baristas and dodging would-be assassins in an effort to keep one sultry southern minx safe.

He’d thought the Taliban would be the most dangerous force he ever face. Imagine his surprise when he realized that the radical extremists had nothing on one curvy little woman with a wicked edge to her tongue…. a woman that had somehow tangled herself around his cold heart.

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Melody Song Reardon was done with men. After learning that the man she’d been going to marry was no better than a corporate Casanova in and out of the boardroom and bedroom, she’d decided that love just wasn’t in the cards for her. Which was fine. She was young, smart, and capable… and better yet, she had a dream and a plan: Opening her very own book/yarn store – Hooks & Books. She had the brains. She had the building. And now, she had a freaking bodyguard compliments of her interfering older brother?

She didn’t care how mouthwateringly handsome her so-called savior was; she didn’t need another controlling man in her life telling her what to do. At least, she hadn’t needed one…. until those nerve wracking hang-ups and strange notes took an ominous turn. Now, somebody wants her dead and the only thing standing between her and the Grim Reaper is one seriously gorgeous man named Callum Valentine. Falling in love again in the middle of her own personal apocalypse hadn’t been the plans…then again, the great thing about a plan is that it can change on a dime!

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Cal watched her another minute.  “You’re a stubborn little ball of fury, aren’t you?” he asked as he watched her try to attach the tool to the lug nut, wincing as the metal slipped for the second time in a row.

Melody took a deep breath before she slowly turned to face her tormenter.  “I was brought up believing that a girl should be able to take care of herself.  I forgot that lesson for a little while and almost made a mistake I could never undo with a man I’d rather forget.  I’m not ever going to repeat that experience again. So, to answer your question, yes, I’m a stubborn little ball of fury.  Now, will you please go on your merry way?”

Cal finally gave into the urge and laughed, earning himself a cold look from the woman currently on her knees.  “Careful, Princess.  I’m gonna get a complex here because it’s beginning to feel like you don’t like me very much,” he taunted her with a wink.  Seeing her press her lips together tightly, he knew she was fighting the urge to scream bloody murder at him.  Squatting beside her, he met her fiery gaze.  “Cat got your tongue, Pretty Girl?”

“No,” she declared with a shake of her head as she looked from him to his jacked up truck.  “Do you mind if I ask you a question?”

“Ask away, darlin’,” he invited silkily with a ready nod.  “I’m an open book,” he declared, holding his muscular arms out to his sides.  And it was true.  The book on him was open; it just happened to be written in code, he thought to himself as he gave himself a mental pat on the back for his own wittiness.

Melody offered him a deceptively sweet smile.  “Is it true that men use big trucks to compensate for smaller endowments in, well,… other more intimate areas?” she asked, dropping her voice to a conversational whisper as she gave his crotch a rather pointed look. 

Cal guffawed.  “Are you asking me if I’ve got a tiny dick, Princess?  Because I can tell you with a hundred percent honesty that the size of my cock and the size of my truck are very directly related.  They’re both big and bad, but if you don’t believe me, I’d be pleased to give you a private showing.”

Melody’s jaw dropped at his audacity.  “You… you just can’t say things like that!” she blustered, blushing furiously as he laughed in her face.

“I just did.  Besides, you started it,” he accused, propping his hands on his narrow hips as he leaned forward and stared her down.  “Don’t dish it out if you can’t handle having it spoon-fed back to you, Princess.”  Damn, Cal privately mused, he hadn’t had this much fun with a woman with her clothes on in years.  He couldn’t help wondering how exciting she’d be with her clothes off.  He definitely be making it a point to find that out as soon as humanly possible.

“I revert to my earlier statement.  You are a pig,” she reiterated with a disgusted shake of her head, her ponytail flying over one shoulder to smack him in the face as she moved.

“Maybe, but you’re just mad that you can’t seem to get one-up on me.  Not used to a man that will stand his ground and fight with you?” he asked, fishing for a response from her.  He wanted to know just how much she’d reveal about her ex-fiancé in casual conversation.  Her brother didn’t think there’d been any kind of physical abuse and based on her reactions to him, he tended to think RJ was right, but he wanted to be sure.  Because if he was wrong, she wouldn’t need his protection because he’d simply kill the motherfucker and be done with it.

“My former fiancé didn’t fight.  It was too low-class a thing for him to do.  He used to call our arguments spirited debates.  My ass, they were debates.  Freaking moron.  A fight is a fight, right?” she asked as she grunted with exertion while she tried to pry one of the lug nuts loose. 

“Right,” he agreed with a nod, sighing as her tool slipped again.  “Politicians have….what did you call ‘em?  Spirited debates?  Real men and women fight.”

“See, that’s what I thought, too.  But maybe that was the problem,” Melody muttered as she twisted the tire iron sharply, silently cursing the tight bolt.  “I always did think Bradley had political ambitions.  God knows that it’s what his dear old mommy and daddy wanted for him,” she continued to growl through gritted teeth as she twisted the tire iron violently.  “Eureka!” she shouted when the bolt moved a few millimeters. “Did you see that?  It moved,” she yelped, as her body made a tiny celebratory shimmy.

Cal chuckled softly at her little dance.  “Sounds like this Bradley fella was kinda a douche,” he surmised, carefully watching Melody’s face.

“That is the understatement of the frickin’ year.  Heck, maybe the decade, too,” Melody muttered, lifting one hand to take a swipe at her sweaty forehead. 

Edging toward her, Cal tried to make a grab for the tool in her hand.  “Seriously, babe.  Let me do that for you,” he demanded gruffly, afraid she was going to either damage the wheel well or herself with her rough use of the tool.

“I’m about done warnin’ you, Stranger, so I’ll try and be real clear one last time.  You try to touch my tire iron again and I’m gonna introduce it to the side of that hard head of yours.  Repeatedly,” she informed him grimly while she desperately tried to loosen the second lug nut.  “And, for the record, let me just state that I am most certainly NOT your babe,” she huffed, panting with exertion.

He could see her energy waning and shook his head.  “You’re completely right, you aren’t my babe,” he agreed, covering Melody’s icy hands with his as she growled fiercely at the tire.  “Right now, you’re more of my pain in the ass, woman,” he continued, his hands tightening on hers as he helped her turn the lug nut. “This’d be so much easier if you’d just let me do it,” he stated again, afraid he was going to hurt her hand by squeezing it too hard.  “Honest to God, sassy, sweet and stubborn is not the sexy combination I thought it would be on you.”

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

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Sarah O’Rourke is actually two besties who live three states apart and write at all hours of the day and night! Born and raised in the Southern United States, they are overly attached to their one-click accounts, can’t make it through the day without copious doses of caffeine, and spend way too much time on the phone with each other.

Between them, they have four children and eighteen years of marriage…one to a super soldier and the other to egomaniac engineer. They hate empty chocolate wrappers and writer’s block, love to talk to readers…and oh, by the way, they write about strong, kick-ass women and hot alpha heroes!

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NEW RELEASE: Soulless by T.M. Frazier

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Bear & Thia’s epic is FINALLY HERE!
SOULLESS IS LIVE!

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