Saturday, 18 June 2016

Review: Pay for Play ( #1) by Victoria Ashley & Hilary Storm

*****5 Stars*****

Word of warning ladies! Hold onto your Knickers cause Lynx is in town and my god he is one fine specimen of a man **insert swoon**. I've got a huge fictional crush on him and his filthy, dirty ways. I actually don't think I can come up with enough adjectives to do him justice.
Now the synopsis alone had me sold enough to want to dive head first into this book, I'd also heard various readers claim this book was so hot that their significant others were in for a good night and whilst I can't claim that to be the case, I can say that for me, this was hands down one of the hottest books I've read and that surprised me in a way, because for me a hyped book can sometimes cause the desired effect to be diluted somewhat. I have to say that wasn't the case here and I thoroughly believe the hotness claims to be completely accurate.
Lynx is the very definition of alpha-man. His libido is bordering on animalistic when it comes to sex, especially when he meets Rebel. The man literally has no inhibitions.
As for Rebel, I absolutely loved her. I loved the sizzling chemistry with Lynx. I loved how she was no pushover when it came to him, but at the same time, she didn't drag out the hard to get attitude like is so common in a lot of romance books.
The only downside I could find is the fact that the other books in this series are not yet available, which I assume will feature the other boys, because I anticipate their books will be just as good, especially Blake's, who I have quite a soft spot for, incidentally.
All in all this book is a fan-bloody-tastic, addictive read that had me gripped from the beginning, middle to end and if you ever find yourself wanting an incredibly hot story, or you're just stook in a bit of a rut, then I am positive this is the book for you.

Reviewed by Louise Dale – That’s all the info you need to get off in the privacy of your own home, car or hell… even in a public fucking library.

Whatever gets you wet.

I never expected a million-dollar business to come out of touching myself on camera, but when you add in nine of your best guys, the women become hungry and the money begins flowing faster than you can spend it.

You want to see me take my shirt off, I’ll strip it off nice and slow, making you sweat in anticipation.

You want to see me touch my dick, I’ll stroke every hard inch of it, getting you off before you can even feel it creeping up on you.

Your money.

Your Alpha.

Your demand.

Now I just hope playing for her on camera will pay off enough for me to claim her outside of the computer screen.

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