To end the weekend on a hot note I'm bringing you For Her Protection by Amber A. Bardan, a steamy and suspenseful read. Keep reading to get a glimpse of this book along with my impressions of it. Make sure to fill out the form below for the chance to win a $100 Amazon Gift Card, Romantic Swag, and 3 e-copies of this book too.
Yet pleasure seems to be the one and only thing on Charlize’s mind the moment Connor steamrolls into her life. Desperate to save her family company, prove she’s more than a pretty face and worthy of being CEO, pleasure is a distraction she can’t afford.
She doesn’t want a bodyguard, especially not one whose caveman heroics kick her libido into hyperdrive. But surrounded by enemies and an attacker on the loose, there’s only one man she can trust with her life.
Connor knows better than to get personal with clients. Yet there couldn’t be anything more personal about his feelings forCharlize. From the moment he clapped eyes on her he wanted nothing more than to throw her over his shoulder and really give her something to scream about. He’ll get his uptight she-cat to unwind, preferably one orgasm at a time.
With Connor in her office, her home, driving her to sweet, merciless distraction, there’s only so long Charlize can resist his sexy, dominant brand of protection.
EXCERPT:
Connor gave her his caveman glare. “I’m not going anywhere, kitten. Your well-being is my responsibility so you may as well do as you’re told.”
“Do as I’m told?” she spat then picked up a mug from her desk and hurled it at him.
Connor ducked and the mug flew over his head and bounced on the carpet. He rose, rolling up slowly, his gaze taking on the predatory gleam from the first time she’d seen him. Shit. She’d gone too far again. He stalked toward her. Charlize backed away from her desk.
“You’re out of control, Charlize,” he growled, his head lowered, his strides long and smooth.
Her heart spurted frantic energy through her system. He reached her but she didn’t give him a chance to do whatever he planned to do. She slammed her palms against his chest and pushed then darted around him for the door.
She didn’t make it a step. He seized her around the middle and took her down. She hit the ground on her back. Connor shifted over her, scooping her wrists in one clean movement and pressing them above her head. The back of her hands sank into the carpet.
He panted above her, gazing into her face. She twisted against him but her movements only made her breasts brush against the solid wall of his chest. Damn him. Maybe, just maybe if he hadn’t done what he had to her that morning, she might’ve had a chance to resist him.
Charlize stilled and looked at him. A muscle pulled under the skin of his temple. She ran her gaze over his face, the deep blue of his eyes, the strong bridge of his nose, his wide lips.
Lips that drove her crazy with all the arrogant, bossy shit they said. Lips that made her want to run her tongue over them, see if maybe there was a shred of softness in this hard man. She groaned and raised her head, planting her mouth on his.
His stillness dissolved. His mouth opened, capturing her tongue and sucking deeply before pushing his own between her lips. Her body hummed, the neediness tormenting her all day racked her. He moved, his knees nudging hers apart. He settled between her thighs and she wrapped her legs around his hips, arching when his hardness ground against her.
He pressed her hands deeper into the carpet and sank his tongue farther into her mouth, leaving no crevice untasted.
She opened to him—melting—arching—desperate. She squeezed him closer with her legs, needing that hard cock against her.
Then, in one sudden movement, the heat and hardness against her were gone. Connor had leaped off her as if her panties were on fire. Charlize scrambled to her feet, tugging her skirt down, then leaned against her desk for support. Her head swam, words escaped her. She wasn’t sure what just happened. He still looked at her as if he were about to eat her alive. His gaze stalked her, stripping her, penetrating through her skin.
He cornered her against her desk, his eyes darker than she’d ever seen them.
“Let’s get something clear—if losing your shit at me is code for fuck-me-now, just say so. Then the next time you hit me I’ll have my cock buried in you before you can finish the request.”
“Do as I’m told?” she spat then picked up a mug from her desk and hurled it at him.
Connor ducked and the mug flew over his head and bounced on the carpet. He rose, rolling up slowly, his gaze taking on the predatory gleam from the first time she’d seen him. Shit. She’d gone too far again. He stalked toward her. Charlize backed away from her desk.
“You’re out of control, Charlize,” he growled, his head lowered, his strides long and smooth.
Her heart spurted frantic energy through her system. He reached her but she didn’t give him a chance to do whatever he planned to do. She slammed her palms against his chest and pushed then darted around him for the door.
She didn’t make it a step. He seized her around the middle and took her down. She hit the ground on her back. Connor shifted over her, scooping her wrists in one clean movement and pressing them above her head. The back of her hands sank into the carpet.
He panted above her, gazing into her face. She twisted against him but her movements only made her breasts brush against the solid wall of his chest. Damn him. Maybe, just maybe if he hadn’t done what he had to her that morning, she might’ve had a chance to resist him.
Charlize stilled and looked at him. A muscle pulled under the skin of his temple. She ran her gaze over his face, the deep blue of his eyes, the strong bridge of his nose, his wide lips.
Lips that drove her crazy with all the arrogant, bossy shit they said. Lips that made her want to run her tongue over them, see if maybe there was a shred of softness in this hard man. She groaned and raised her head, planting her mouth on his.
His stillness dissolved. His mouth opened, capturing her tongue and sucking deeply before pushing his own between her lips. Her body hummed, the neediness tormenting her all day racked her. He moved, his knees nudging hers apart. He settled between her thighs and she wrapped her legs around his hips, arching when his hardness ground against her.
He pressed her hands deeper into the carpet and sank his tongue farther into her mouth, leaving no crevice untasted.
She opened to him—melting—arching—desperate. She squeezed him closer with her legs, needing that hard cock against her.
Then, in one sudden movement, the heat and hardness against her were gone. Connor had leaped off her as if her panties were on fire. Charlize scrambled to her feet, tugging her skirt down, then leaned against her desk for support. Her head swam, words escaped her. She wasn’t sure what just happened. He still looked at her as if he were about to eat her alive. His gaze stalked her, stripping her, penetrating through her skin.
He cornered her against her desk, his eyes darker than she’d ever seen them.
“Let’s get something clear—if losing your shit at me is code for fuck-me-now, just say so. Then the next time you hit me I’ll have my cock buried in you before you can finish the request.”
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MY IMPRESSIONS OF THIS BOOK:
When a woman trying to succeed in the boy's club has her life threatened, the man sent to guard her takes his job very seriously which causes sparks to fly both in and out of the bedroom in this suspenseful and super steamy read. Fans of erotica will find this a tantalizing read with a surprisingly captivating mystery and a hero to die for. From the first page to the last it's easy to get caught up in this rocky road to HEA as you're kept on the edge of your seat trying to decipher whodunit.
Charlize is desperate to prove herself after taking over her father's company. To be seen as capable she tries to bury her femininity and set herself apart from others so the lines aren't blurred as to who's the boss. With her company in jeopardy unpopular decisions must be made which increases the number of her enemies and after a violent physical attack she's forced into admitting she's not as capable as she thought. The moment Connor enters her life everything she thought about herself and what she needs are put in doubt. To find happiness at both work and home she must realize that accepting help isn't a weakness and that having someone beside you makes you stronger....but is it too late to discover this before a killer, who's killed before, has her in their hands? Charlize is tightly wound at the start of the story, affected by numerous panic attacks. She's a bit arrogant thinking she can handle everything herself and it's truly crushing to her to discover that's not the case. She has a tendency to think the worst of men as her previous relationship was abusive and ended badly. She perpetually doubts Connor though everything he's done has been to keep her safe. I appreciated how she stood up for herself but was frustrated by her doubts towards Connor.
Connor is a truly drool-worthy hero who desperately wants to save the girl this time around. As a former cop his hands were often tied and he got frustrated by always following the rules...now he makes the rules. He sees how stressed-out Charlize is and wants to help her any way he can. Not only will he protect her body but he'll protect her heart by reminding her what it means to live again. He brings moments of carefree sensual fun to her life along with the joys of flaunting her womanly side. He gives her the tools to protect herself and goes in search of those seeking to harm her which causes friction in their relationship. Connor was the one to first admit his feelings in a very tender scene balanced with numerous erotic encounters with him her guide. I loved Connor's dominant side as well as his sweetly endearing side and was often annoyed by Charlize for doubting his feelings and actions as he was the quintessential hero.
The erotic interludes in this story were numerous and scorching in their intensity. They allowed the heroine to unwind and embrace her feminine side. The mystery is surprisingly engaging with the possible criminal hard to determine as the possibilities are numerous. The mystery was pulse-pounding and kept me on the edge of my seat with the heroine's life in jeopardy until the very end. This was my first time reading Ms. Bardan but won't be my last as I enjoyed many aspects of this story and highly recommend it to fans of erotica as the HOT factor is off the charts!
My rating for this is a B.
*I received this book from the author for review in exchange for my honest opinion.
After spending years imagining fictional adventures, Amber finally found a way to turn daydreaming into a productive habit. She now spends her days as a graphic designer but her nights writing sizzling tales about heroes with tough exteriors who are warm inside.
She lives with her husband and children in semi-rural Australia, where if she peers outside at the right moment she might just see a kangaroo bounce by.
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