ELLA FRANK BROOKE BLAINE
Release Date: July 11th Genre: Contemporary Romance M/M
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
This was one hot steamy read. I’d fallen for Dylan Prescott in Devil's Kiss and wanted his story. Thank you, Ella Frank!! I love that this story is the combination of two characters from different series. Brilliant! In addition to becoming a fast fan of Ella Frank's, I also got to read Brooke Blaine for the first time.
I simply adored Dylan. His flirty, easy going ways are addictive and his open heart and loose tongue are adorable. He’s not only easy on the eyes but also on the heart. This guy is all around special and H-O-T!!
And put him with Ace and forget it, panties…buh-bye!
Ace Locke is a big time action-hero actor who has recently come out of the closet. He wants Dylan…I know the feeling. He struggles with the constraints of being a big star, forever under scrutiny and now with his recent news, the paps are circling like sharks, just waiting for that first glimpse of him with a guy. These two embark on a secret relationship that is tested and also seriously combustible. These two together are beyond hot and steamy.
I’m still a M/M newbie with only single digit reads, but it’s couples like Ace and Dylan that make me want to read more!
I must say that this ends on a cliffy. I didn’t know this was a series but I was beginning to think so as I neared the end and I still had many questions. I'm glad you got more and I'm looking forward to more of this hot, sexy duo!!
**ARC generously provided by author in exchange for an honest review.**
“WAS THIS YOUR plan?” he asked, his voice low and husky. “Invite me over…get me in your bedroom…” My racing heart could’ve answered that question for him it was beating so hard, and I almost wished it would, since being this close had every thought fleeing my brain. Especially when he leaned in like he was going to whisper in my ear, his words a silky breath across my chin. “What happens next?” Dylan fingered the buckle of my belt, and I immediately reached down to still his hand. “Hang on a second,” I said, and could feel my chest tightening at what he was implying. Jesus, I wanted this so bad, wanted him so bad, yet at the same time I was utterly terrified. “No,” Dylan said, removing his hand from mine. I caught my breath as he slid his finger over the buckle once again. “Not this time. You have a nasty habit of starting things and never quite finishing them, Ace Locke.” His teasing tone made me want to kiss the smirk off his face, but I was caught between all the things I wanted to do and everything I’d always held myself back from. “Kind of like yesterday in your car. You corner me somewhere and then seem to think better of it.” As Dylan angled his head to the side, he slipped his fingers behind the buckle and took a step backward. “Why is that?” His fingers had frozen in place, and I knew if I wanted anything else beyond this to happen, I needed to say something—and fast. So I said the first thing that came to mind: “Because you make me fucking forget myself.” Clearly that answer was more than okay by the man whose fingers had now tightened around the top off my pants, because Dylan continued moving backward, this time drawing me with him until his back was against my bedroom wall and I was crowding him in. “And this is a bad thing?” he asked, and even in the darkness of the room I knew his eyes were on mine. “No…” I said, and took in a shaky breath before admitting, “It’s a dangerous thing.” “So this”—Dylan pulled the end of my belt from its loop—“would be too dangerous.” I cursed under my breath as he tugged my hips closer, and his other hand went to the side of my neck. His thumb grazed my lower lip, and instantly it took me back to the first time I’d seen him, seen that same thumb brushing against his lip, and I let out a soft moan. “Just a taste,” he whispered, his head angling toward mine. “That wouldn’t be too dangerous. Right?” He didn’t wait for me to respond before his mouth skimmed the line of my jaw. As I held my breath, he planted light, feathery kisses down my neck, and I had to put a hand on the wall to steady myself. “I think it’d be very fucking dangerous,” I said, but I didn’t move away. No way in hell was I going anywhere, no matter how many red flags were waving, telling me I was going too far. I wanted this, wanted him, and only the devil himself could drag me away. Dylan’s lips left my neck and he leaned back to look me in the eye. “So stop me.” I shook my head. “No.”
About the Authors:
Ella Frank is the author of the #1 Bestselling Temptation series, including Try, Take, and Trust and is the co-author of the fan-favorite erotic serial, Sex Addict. Her Exquisite series has been praised as “scorching hot!” and “enticingly sexy!” A life-long fan of the romance genre, Ella writes contemporary and erotic fiction and lives with her husband in Portland, OR.
You could say Brooke Blaine was a book-a-holic from the time she knew how to read; she used to tell her mother that curling up with one at 4 a.m. before elementary school was her 'quiet time.' Not much has changed except for the espresso I.V. pump she now carries around and the size of her onesie pajamas. Brooke enjoys writing sassy contemporary romance, whether in the form of comedy, suspense, or erotica. The latter has scarred her conservative Southern family for life, bless their hearts. If you'd like to get in touch with her, she's easy to find - just keep an ear out for the Rick Astley ringtone that's dominated her cell phone for ten years.