Title: That Man 4 (The Wedding Story Part 1)
Genre: New Adult Erotic Romance
Release Date: October 31, 2014
Cover Artist: Arijana Karcic, Cover It! Designs
Thar Man 4 by Nelle L'Amour
My rating: 3.5 of 5 stars
Blake and Jen have set a date for the wedding, but what they would like to be an intimate wedding is quickly taken out of their hands by Blake's mother and handed off to a wedding planner who is ready to make this the event of the century. The daughter of the wedding planner who is "assisting" with the event is a delusional ex of Blake's who is trying desperately to ruin their relationship and get Blake back.
This book was a pleasant surprise as I thought the series was over. I'm glad to be able to spend more time with Blake and Jen, but now I'm left in suspense waiting for the real conclusion of the series. Jen and Blake still have intense chemistry and their relationship is doing great. They have a pretty great support system, but it is tough to watch certain crazy people work so hard to ruin them. And now I must wait for the next book to come out...
*An ARC was provided in exchange for an honest review
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Her books include the highly rated Seduced by the Park Avenue Billionaire Boxed Set, Undying Love, Gloria’s Secret, Gloria’s Revenge and the That Man trilogy. Gloria’s Forever, a novella, will be published in Spring 2014.
ExcerptJen’s eyes stayed steady on my face as she digested my
words. It was hard to read what was going through her head. I couldn’t blame her for distrusting me with my checkered past. Her silence was killing me. Finally, she parted her lips. “Why didn’t you tell me about her?” The softness in her voice and yearning in her eyes provoked me to run my hand along her jaw line. She didn’t flinch. I looked deep into her soulful green orbs. “Because she means nothing to me, tiger. She’s ancient history. I didn’t want to upset you.” And I didn’t want to go there. She fluttered her long-lashed eyelids. My cock tensed. I had to claim her. Let her know she was mine. “There’s only you, baby. I totally always love you. Only you. Every waking minute of the day. You do things to me no other woman ever has.” I put her hand to my cock. It was hard as rock. And then I put her other hand to my heart. “My heart only beats for you. You own it. No girl has ever owned my heart except you. I want you to believe me.” “I do.” Her voice was a whisper. The sweet innocence of her voice aroused me. I pushed my hips against her, pressing my erection firmly against her center. “You’re the only one I want to fill. I want fill your mouth. Fill your pussy. And fill your heart.” Impulsively, I crushed my mouth against hers and gave her a fierce, passionate kiss as my hands slid down her pajama bottom. I fiddled with my pants button and fly, and out sprung my cock ever so ready for her. With the help of my hand, I shoved it inside her, surprised she was so hot and wet. Placing my palms against the wall for support, I began thrusting into her forcefully, filling her to the hilt, while I tongue fucked her mouth and groped her tits. Groans escaped her throat and her breathing grew ragged. I picked up my pace, making my thrusts harder and faster. Her breaths came in pants and her groans became whimpers. She pressed hard against my shoulders, pushing me away and forcing me to free her mouth. Her face looked heated and impassioned. So fucking beautiful. “Blake,” she panted out. “Is this makeup sex?” “If. You. Think. We. Had. A. fight,” I grunted back with each successive, hard, long stroke. “I’m not sure.” “Just shut up and let me fuck you.” God. No one felt as good as my tiger. “Okay,” she groaned, letting me reclaim her mouth. Without losing contact, I lifted her up against the wall. Wrapping her legs around me like a warm pretzel, she splayed her hands on my ass, and rocked her hips forward to meet my thrusts. Her whimpers morphed into shrieks, and I knew she was close to coming. Hard. I wanted to hear my tiger roar my name. So, I released her mouth again, not caring if she woke up the neighbors. “Come for me, tiger,” I urged, banging her into submission. “Blake!” she cried out as she let go, her body shuddering inside and out with spasms of ecstasy. She clung to me as my own epic climax took hold of me, my load bathing her with sweet bliss. Catching her breath, she rasped, “We should fight more often.” I smoothed her damp hair while she held on to me. “Nah, baby. We should just talk more often.” And then I smacked my lips against hers so she couldn’t say another word.
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