Welcome to What-To-Read Wednesday! This week Angela recommends:
Mature Content by Megan Erickson and Santino Hassell
Warning: The following review is definitely NSFW.
Okay guys, I know this is going to be hard to believe, but I honestly think this is the hottest Megtino book to date. Beau and Zane are set your Kindle on fire, singe your eyeballs, blow your mind, unfreakingbelievably dirty together. OMG.
Zane and Beau are YouTube vloggers, complete opposites, and enemies within their community. Beau is all about positivity and has a clean image that has netted him almost two million followers and an offer from a television station to host a fashion segment. Zane is better known as TrashyZane and pretty much lets it all hang out, he is not afraid to discuss his sex life on camera and name names. And dick sizes. These guys don’t like each other much, but after one particular face to face argument leads to a mind-blowing, smoking hot sexual encounter they realize they do have one thing in common…. they were a perfect match in the bedroom.
I’m not going to get into a full review, instead I’ll give you guys a few quotes to wet your appetite and pique your interest:
Those days were long past. That version Beau Shields was gone. I’d learned my lesson. No more drama. No more complicated boys no matter how pretty and sexy. No goddamn messes.
I ground into him, pushing him back into the wall. There was no way he was comfortable– he was smashed against the wall and his neck was at an odd angle, but the sounds he was making, the small shifts of his hips, made it clear he was into it…
I don’t give a fuck if he was comfortable. He was needy and pliant against me, and I wondered how long and how much further I’d have to push to keep him this way.
How was it possible to resent someone so much and still want to fuck them? This type of thing was only supposed to happen in movies. Books. TV shows. But nope, it was happening here and now. I was cringing even as I kicked out of my pants. I could not wait to have his hands on me.
The thought pulverized my insides and left nothing but the realization that I was falling in love with Beau Starr. And all it had taken was raw passion and a few weeks of texting. God, what was wrong with me?
Sound good? Oh, it is. It definitely is.