What To Read Wednesday is a weekly feature at Fiction Vixen. Each Wednesday one of the Fiction Vixen reviewers will tell you about a book they’ve recently read that they think you need to read too. This week, Sophia recommends:
Afterburn by Sylvia Day
I smiled grimly. In the boardroom and the bedroom, Jackson Rutledge was going to learn a thing or two about playing with me.
Afterburn is the first release for the new Cosmo Red-Hot Reads from Harlequin.
Gia Rossi loves her job as personal assistant to a very successful restaurateur. She and her boss have been working on a deal hire (steal) two hot up and coming chefs from their competition.
In walks sexy, ruthless Jackson Rutledge trying to sabotage the whole deal.
Gia had a hot, but brief affair with Jackson two years ago, and in that short time, she fell hard for him and she thought they could have a future together. But when Jackson simply walked out of her life with no explanation, she was devastated. Now he’s back, he wants her, and he’s meddling with her career.
Sounds like an ass right?
Honestly I spent most of the time reading this book wondering why the heck this couple would want to be together, and also really wanting them to be together. Their chemistry is so hot, but no, they should get far away from each other. But not until they’ve had some angry hot sex. See the dilemma here? 🙂
It’s clear there is something up with Jackson and Gia is determined to figure him out.
I will warn you this book ends on a cliff hanger. Just know that before you read it. Even knowing there was a cliff hanger I still took the plunge because I like Sylvia Day’s books and I was not disappointed in this one. It was hot, sexy and hot-n-sexy. I’m really looking forward to the next installment.
“Gia.” He shook his head and sighed. “I’m an asshole to everyone else in my life. You’re the one thing I’ve cherished. Don’t make me stop.”
“See? Like that! Why do you have to say stuff like that? Why can’t you just say you like me or something—”
“Because I don’t just like you. You get under my skin. I think about you damn near all the time and I get hard. I see you and I forget who I am. You don’t know what you do to me.” Jax’s voice lowered dangerously. “You make me want to rut, Gia. I want to pull you beneath me, work my cock into you and ride until you’ve wrung me dry. You make me need—”
“Shut up!” God, I was quivering, my hunger stirring in response to the heated waves of desire sizzling off him.
“You know how it feels. You’re feeling it, too. Let me give it to you.”