Readers looking for a memorable read will find themselves drawn to this romance told from the male perspective. Keep reading to get a tantalizing taste of Well Hung by Lauren Blakely and the fun and flirty connection between a boss and his assistant which leads to an unforgettable weekend in Vegas. In honor of this third installment in the Men of Rom Con series make sure to fill out the form below for the chance to win 1 of 3 signed copies of this book too!
From the NYT Bestselling author of MISTER O, comes a hot and hilarious new standalone...
Here's what you need to know about me -- I'm well-off, well-hung and quick with a joke. Women like a guy who makes them laugh--and I don't mean at the size of his d*ck. No, they want their funny with a side of huge... not to mention loyal. I've got all that plus a big bank account, thanks to my booming construction business. Yup. I know how to use all my tools.
Enter Natalie. Hot, sexy, smart, and my new assistant. Which makes her totally off limits...
Hey, I'm a good guy. Really. I do my best to stay far away from the kind of temptation she brings to work. Until one night in Vegas...
Yeah, you've heard this one before. Bad news on the business front, drowning our sorrows in a few too many Harvey Wallbangers, and then I'm banging her. In my hotel room. In her hotel room. Behind the Titanic slot machine at the Flamingo (don't ask). And before I can make her say "Oh God right there YES!" one more time, we're both saying yes--the big yes--at a roadside chapel in front of a guy in press-on sideburns and a shiny gold leisure suit.
But it turns out what happened in Vegas didn't stay in Vegas. And now, my dick doesn't stay in my pants when she's around. I try to resist. Honest. But the more we try to keep our hands to ourselves, the more we end up naked again, and the more time I want to spend with her fully clothed, too. The question now is...do I take this woman to be my ex-wife?
Here's what you need to know about me -- I'm well-off, well-hung and quick with a joke. Women like a guy who makes them laugh--and I don't mean at the size of his d*ck. No, they want their funny with a side of huge... not to mention loyal. I've got all that plus a big bank account, thanks to my booming construction business. Yup. I know how to use all my tools.
Enter Natalie. Hot, sexy, smart, and my new assistant. Which makes her totally off limits...
Hey, I'm a good guy. Really. I do my best to stay far away from the kind of temptation she brings to work. Until one night in Vegas...
Yeah, you've heard this one before. Bad news on the business front, drowning our sorrows in a few too many Harvey Wallbangers, and then I'm banging her. In my hotel room. In her hotel room. Behind the Titanic slot machine at the Flamingo (don't ask). And before I can make her say "Oh God right there YES!" one more time, we're both saying yes--the big yes--at a roadside chapel in front of a guy in press-on sideburns and a shiny gold leisure suit.
But it turns out what happened in Vegas didn't stay in Vegas. And now, my dick doesn't stay in my pants when she's around. I try to resist. Honest. But the more we try to keep our hands to ourselves, the more we end up naked again, and the more time I want to spend with her fully clothed, too. The question now is...do I take this woman to be my ex-wife?
EXCERPT:
Let’s back up.
How did we get from not kissing to kissing? What was that turning point? Did she lean into me? Did I move closer to her? Details matter. I’ll gladly share them.
Start with six months of sexual tension. Add in two mojitos for her, two beers for me, and a couple vodka tonics. Stir that with some bad news on the business front, and top it with the cherry of Natalie’s hit-me-over-the-head-with-a-st
We don’t lean into each other. There’s no inch-by-slow-sensual-inch pull. It’s not a slow burn.
It’s a fiery crash. We’re two cars speeding on the highway of this night, and we slam into each other, crawl across the hoods, and kiss like crazy.
Nothing is tentative about this. We go from not kissing to kissing in less than sixty nanoseconds. Yeah, I don’t really know what a nanosecond is, either. But it happens in no time.
And now my hand is in her hair, yanking her close as we crush our lips together. We kiss hard and rough, fueled by pent-up desire and more than enough vodka and rum to make this inevitable.
Her teeth scrape me, and I growl, loving her roughness. I suck hard on her bottom lip, and I’m rewarded by nearly the same sound from her. She’s like a tiger, and together we’re animals.
I grip her head tighter, and her hands are all over me—in my hair, then down my chest, then along my arms. We kiss so deeply, it’s like we’re trying to climb each other.
At some point, she breaks off, breathes out hard, then whispers in my ear, “I’ve wanted to do that for so long."
“Not as long as I have. Now get those lips back on mine,” I tell her, and she complies.
My hands cup her cheeks, but I’m not gentle, and she doesn’t want me that way. She’s not a gentle girl. She’s badass and tough, and she wants what I want. I hold her face tightly in my hands, and she practically crawls into my lap in a rush to get closer, then closer still as she presses her tits against my chest. I’m seated on a stool at the bar, and we are putting on some kind of show. But I don’t care.
My tongue searches and hunts, wanting to taste every corner of her mouth, savoring the vodka and the tonic and, most of all, the Natalie. She whimpers and moans, and I swallow every sexy sound she makes.
This stool is ours. This bar is ours. The night belongs to this kiss, because it’s not a starter kiss. It contains all the clues necessary to assemble the puzzle of where this night will end.
With unwavering certainty, I know what kind of kiss this is.
As I explore her mouth, and she claims mine with equal urgency, I know that I will be fucking Natalie tonight.
How did we get from not kissing to kissing? What was that turning point? Did she lean into me? Did I move closer to her? Details matter. I’ll gladly share them.
Start with six months of sexual tension. Add in two mojitos for her, two beers for me, and a couple vodka tonics. Stir that with some bad news on the business front, and top it with the cherry of Natalie’s hit-me-over-the-head-with-a-st
We don’t lean into each other. There’s no inch-by-slow-sensual-inch pull. It’s not a slow burn.
It’s a fiery crash. We’re two cars speeding on the highway of this night, and we slam into each other, crawl across the hoods, and kiss like crazy.
Nothing is tentative about this. We go from not kissing to kissing in less than sixty nanoseconds. Yeah, I don’t really know what a nanosecond is, either. But it happens in no time.
And now my hand is in her hair, yanking her close as we crush our lips together. We kiss hard and rough, fueled by pent-up desire and more than enough vodka and rum to make this inevitable.
Her teeth scrape me, and I growl, loving her roughness. I suck hard on her bottom lip, and I’m rewarded by nearly the same sound from her. She’s like a tiger, and together we’re animals.
I grip her head tighter, and her hands are all over me—in my hair, then down my chest, then along my arms. We kiss so deeply, it’s like we’re trying to climb each other.
At some point, she breaks off, breathes out hard, then whispers in my ear, “I’ve wanted to do that for so long."
“Not as long as I have. Now get those lips back on mine,” I tell her, and she complies.
My hands cup her cheeks, but I’m not gentle, and she doesn’t want me that way. She’s not a gentle girl. She’s badass and tough, and she wants what I want. I hold her face tightly in my hands, and she practically crawls into my lap in a rush to get closer, then closer still as she presses her tits against my chest. I’m seated on a stool at the bar, and we are putting on some kind of show. But I don’t care.
My tongue searches and hunts, wanting to taste every corner of her mouth, savoring the vodka and the tonic and, most of all, the Natalie. She whimpers and moans, and I swallow every sexy sound she makes.
This stool is ours. This bar is ours. The night belongs to this kiss, because it’s not a starter kiss. It contains all the clues necessary to assemble the puzzle of where this night will end.
With unwavering certainty, I know what kind of kiss this is.
As I explore her mouth, and she claims mine with equal urgency, I know that I will be fucking Natalie tonight.
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MY IMPRESSIONS OF THIS BOOK:
Ms. Blakely has hit the trifecta with the release of the fun and flirty Well Hung after the success of Big Rock and Mister O, a series of books interconnected by compelling and immensely appealing characters. With this release readers are taken on a journey of friends to lovers told from the male perspective of the sexy and charming Wyatt, a journey that's a bit rocky but with moments of humor. It's a journey that kept me glued to the pages watching two strong-willed people and their sensual tug of war that once again has me appreciating Ms. Blakely's talent for creating delicious heroes and the likable women who love them.
Wyatt is a man at the top with a profitable company and a reputation for being the best. It's a reputation that also extends to the bedroom. To be a successful businessman though means keeping business and pleasure separate which hasn't been a problem until now. The moment Natalie walks through the door sparks fly and the sexual tension rises in a battle to keep their hands off each other. A weekend in Vegas though gives them the opportunity to indulge...and before they know it they're indulging in each other all the way to the altar. What happens in Vegas doesn't stay in Vegas though as once they return home their newlywed status has them fighting their attraction every step of the way as fear and doubts drive them all the way to a surprising conclusion. Wyatt is utterly delightful, with more than meets the eye to him, sexy and snarky on the outside while loyal with a heart of gold on the inside. I enjoyed his perspective of their romance as it was charming and put a smile on my face while retaining a bit of realism for the bits of drama that kept their romance fresh. Wyatt was hurt in the past which left him leery of his feelings for Natalie but ultimately he couldn't ignore how perfect their coupling was once he decided to roll the dice.
Natalie's a heroine who's very easy to like. She's strong-willed, has a big heart, can easily kick ass, and is a marvel in office organization. She's exactly what Wyatt needs which complicates their mutual attraction and leads to daily interactions teeming with sexual tension and sexually-charged banter. Through each interaction she gives as good as gets in their decadently delightful journey to an unexpected marriage that leads to a bit of drama along with lots of steamy interludes.
From start to finish this was an engaging story that pulled me in wholeheartedly. Wyatt's the perfect book boyfriend with his charm and sexy arrogance that had me falling head over heels for him while blushing over his words and deeds. Natalie's immensely likable with strength that made for an enjoyable and sensual battle between the sexes which ultimately took them from friends to lovers. There was a wonderful blend of humor and sexiness that has become a hallmark of Ms. Blakely's writing that is just one of many reasons to recommend this release. Along with the enjoyable lead characters readers get glimpses of beloved couples from the past as well as intriguing new characters just starting to leave their mark. Though this book is interconnected to two previous releases it stands strongly on its own as it wrapped me up in a sensual haze that I highly recommend to others!
Wyatt is a man at the top with a profitable company and a reputation for being the best. It's a reputation that also extends to the bedroom. To be a successful businessman though means keeping business and pleasure separate which hasn't been a problem until now. The moment Natalie walks through the door sparks fly and the sexual tension rises in a battle to keep their hands off each other. A weekend in Vegas though gives them the opportunity to indulge...and before they know it they're indulging in each other all the way to the altar. What happens in Vegas doesn't stay in Vegas though as once they return home their newlywed status has them fighting their attraction every step of the way as fear and doubts drive them all the way to a surprising conclusion. Wyatt is utterly delightful, with more than meets the eye to him, sexy and snarky on the outside while loyal with a heart of gold on the inside. I enjoyed his perspective of their romance as it was charming and put a smile on my face while retaining a bit of realism for the bits of drama that kept their romance fresh. Wyatt was hurt in the past which left him leery of his feelings for Natalie but ultimately he couldn't ignore how perfect their coupling was once he decided to roll the dice.
Natalie's a heroine who's very easy to like. She's strong-willed, has a big heart, can easily kick ass, and is a marvel in office organization. She's exactly what Wyatt needs which complicates their mutual attraction and leads to daily interactions teeming with sexual tension and sexually-charged banter. Through each interaction she gives as good as gets in their decadently delightful journey to an unexpected marriage that leads to a bit of drama along with lots of steamy interludes.
From start to finish this was an engaging story that pulled me in wholeheartedly. Wyatt's the perfect book boyfriend with his charm and sexy arrogance that had me falling head over heels for him while blushing over his words and deeds. Natalie's immensely likable with strength that made for an enjoyable and sensual battle between the sexes which ultimately took them from friends to lovers. There was a wonderful blend of humor and sexiness that has become a hallmark of Ms. Blakely's writing that is just one of many reasons to recommend this release. Along with the enjoyable lead characters readers get glimpses of beloved couples from the past as well as intriguing new characters just starting to leave their mark. Though this book is interconnected to two previous releases it stands strongly on its own as it wrapped me up in a sensual haze that I highly recommend to others!
My rating for this is an A.
*I got this book from the author for review in exchange for my honest opinion.
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AUTHOR INFO:
Since self-publishing her debut romance novel CAUGHT UP IN US three years ago, Lauren Blakely has sold more than 1 million books. She is known for her sexy contemporary romance style that's full of heat, heart and humor. A devout fan of cake and canines, Lauren has plotted entire novels while walking her four-legged friends. She lives in California with her family. With ten New York Times bestsellers, her titles have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestseller Lists more than fifty times. Her bestselling series include Sinful Nights, Seductive Nights, No Regrets, Caught Up in Love, and Fighting Fire as well as standalone romantic comedies like BIG ROCK and MISTER O, which were both instant New York Times Bestsellers. In the fall she'll release WELL HUNG, another romantic comedy. To receive an email when Lauren releases a new book, sign up for her newsletter, laurenblakely.com/
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