Warning: Spoilers ahead!
This installment was all kinds of awesome!!!
Phone sex. Kickboxing. Wrestling. Jockstraps.
Scott as a prize. Tad topping and taking charge.
Tad coming to accept his attraction for Scott.
Just the thought of being Scott's first in ages anything made his whole being thrum. But it also made those fluttery things burn heavily in his gut. A strange feeling of possessiveness rose up in his chest. Scratch that. He didn't want to be Scott's anything. He wanted to be his everything. Didn't even want the guy to think about anyone else.
The long-awaited kiss, better than I could've imagined.
Wet, firm heat slid inside his mouth and started to sensually roam. Tad clutched Scott's sides tighter. Oh God, he tasted so fucking sweet. In the way that only a man could. Scott groaned softly, gliding his tongue over top of Tad's, then below with a slow easy sweep. Tad's whole body thrummed, each tender brush, each languid stroke methodically unraveling his soul.
And Kora's fantastic writing skills.
Because those tongues of ecstasy lapping at his balls, and licking up his spine? Yeah, those feisty bastards were in his thighs, too, making it a bitch to function.
What's not to like?! I might have even highlighted half the book.
"The most important thing is to be able to sacrifice what you are for what you will become." –Jordan Burroughs