Thursday, 8 November 2018

Blog Tour: Laurelin Paige's "Dirty Sexy Games (Dirty Games Duet #2)."

The Hopeless Romantics Book Blog are pleased to part of the Blog Tour for Laurelin Paige's "Dirty Sexy Games (Dirty Games Duet #2)."


Synopsis: 

The conclusion of the surprising love story begun in Dirty Sexy Player.

I didn't have a plan for him.

He was the means to an end, a workaround to the cruel terms of my father's will that would allow me to inherit his company.

I hadn't planned to fall for him.

I hadn't planned to enjoy every minute of our wedding, hadn't planned to gasp his name so many times that night, hadn't planned for the sexy games on our honeymoon.

He didn't plan for his secrets to come out.

And neither of us planned for heartbreak.

Review: Jo 

After the way in which "Dirty Sexy Player" ended, I couldn't wait to get stuck into this final part in the duet. I loved Elizabeth and Weston in the previous book, but I loved them even more in "Dirty Sexy Games." Filled with non-stop passion, romance and a touch of heartbreak. I was hooked with every turn of the page. Laurelin proved once again why she is such a fantastic romance author. Her novels really do tick every single box for me. 

"You're so far inside me, Elizabeth, 
that I don't know where you end and I begin anymore." 

In this conclusion to Elizabeth and Weston's story, I was taken from the highs of their love and what I thought was the HEA to the lows of a relationship that looked as though things were starting to crumble around them as secrets were exposed and the couple's future left in turmoil. I was so sad with how things were playing out. I adored Elizabeth and Weston together. They were madly in love with each other and their sex was off the charts red hot! I just couldn't believe that the pair couldn't work through their obstacles. 

"I was rocking his ocean. I was the storm on his main."

I certainly was taken on a roller coaster of emotions throughout this duet, but thankfully it all ended happily for Elizabeth and Weston. Laurelin delivered an ending that filled my heart with joy. After all the drama, things were going so perfectly by the time I had finished the gorgeous epilogue. I highly recommend this duet for anyone that loves a sexy and thrilling romance. 

"...even though I was still a queen on my own - 
Weston King was the one who ruled me."

"Dirty Sexy Games" gets ❤️❤️❤️❤️ from me. 



EXCERPT:

As soon as we were in our suite, the bomb exploded, the bomb being Elizabeth. “We’re alone now, so just tell me straight. You knew I was always going to France. If you wanted to be with me, you had to know it would involve living there. Is that not something you’ll even consider? Is it Sabrina? Is it Reach? Is it Donovan? Because if it’s fucking Donovan who’s keeping you from—” 

I grabbed her hands, which were flying in midair as she yelled, and pulled them behind her back at her waist as I cut her off with a searing kiss, my tongue plunging into her open mouth, robbing her of oxygen. 

When she was thoroughly kissed, her lips pliable, her body sagging in my arms, I let her go. 

“I’m tired, Elizabeth. I’m not discussing fucking anything tonight.” I took off my tuxedo jacket and threw it on the desk. Then I began working on my cufflinks. “What I think we both need now is to release some tension.” 

Her spine straightened, her neck growing longer as she stared at me in shock. “You think we’re going to have sex now?” 

I loved how she made it sound disgusting, like she wasn’t interested, even when I’d just been kissing her and had felt the lean in her body, had tasted the desire in her mouth. 

Two could play the indifference game. 

I shrugged. “I’m fucking someone tonight. If you want it to be you, you better take off your dress.” 

Her mouth slammed shut, and she only seemed to consider it for two seconds before she was fumbling with the zipper at her back. She struggled with it, but I didn’t help her. It made me stiff to watch her frantically trying to strip down, just because I told her to. Just because she thought I might find a better offer if she didn’t. 

Like there was a better offer than her. 

Like there was anyone but her. 

I didn’t take my eyes off her as I unbuttoned my vest and tossed it to the side with my jacket. I’d loosened my tie by the time she got her dress undone. It fell to the floor and she was left wearing a strapless corseted bra, one that had a low back so it couldn’t be seen with her dress on, and matching lace panties—both in a white ivory so virginal and bridal it seemed dirty. 

Jesus, she was a fucking wet dream. 

And she was my wife.



Start the duet here...
#Free Prologue - Dirty Sexy Bastard

#Read Book 1 - Dirty Sexy Player 




ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

With over 1.7 million books sold world wide, Laurelin Paige is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling Author. She is a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however. When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Game of Thrones or The Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She's also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn't do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio. She is represented by Rebecca Friedman.

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