Blog Tour: Forked (Frenched #3) by Melanie Harlow ~ Brittany's 5 Star Review, Excerpt, and Huge Giveaway!
**I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review**
I have to start off by saying that I'm a huge Melanie Harlow fan. I love everything she's written so far, my favorite being her Speak Easy series (yes, it's a Historical Romance, but it's fantastic, really, and I LOVE it), so the fact that I loved Forked isn't much of a surprise here. I was excited to read Coco's story, since she was a great supporting character in Frenched, although I always get sad when starting on a new couple in a series. I'm always so attached to the originals that I worry I won't like the rest as much. No worries here. Coco was a great character, and I loved her story.
Coco Thomas is best friends with Mia Devine, who we got to know in Frenched, and a fellow planner at Devine Events. Mia is on her way to Paris to finish planning her wedding, leaving Coco to hold down the fort while she's away. As much as things are falling into place for Mia, Coco's struggling with some decisions in her life. She has her heart set on buying her dream home-- an old fixer upper-- but isn't sure she'll be able to afford it. It would seem like perfect timing, then, when an over-the-top "mafia princess" walks into her office, looking to throw a huge engagement party-- with an even bigger commission. The only problem? She wants the famous Nick Lupo to cater. Nick is a famous reality TV chef... and just happens to be someone Coco shares a very interesting past with. I won't go into too much detail about the plot, the synopsis covers that pretty well, and I would hate to spoil anything. What I will say, is that these two characters share a pretty steamy weekend, and realize that the feelings they've tried to bury all these years, aren't so far from the surface as they had hoped.
Coco was an adorable character. I loved her style, her sense of humor, and her heart. She's a very authentic character, and she made this story that much more enjoyable for me. Her inner dialogue provided a lot of laugh-out-loud moments, but I wasn't really surprised. This author has a great sense of humor, and it always shines through her writing. I really felt for her and what she went through with Nick in the past, but I found myself empathetic to Nick's plight as well. He's not really the bad guy he's made out to be. I loved that Nick wasn't afraid to go after what he wanted. He seemed to be very up front from the beginning, at least as far as his feelings went, but Coco still needed some convincing. She wasn't in a hurry to put her heart on the line again, where Nick was concerned, since she was devastated the last time things ended badly between the two of them. Nick, however, is determined to win her back no matter what, and I was really rooting for him.
Another very interesting aspect of this book, that had me beyond excited, was the fact that it ties in with one of Melanie's other series. If you haven't read the Speak Easy series, then you should do so as soon as possible. It's a Historical Romance series, but please don't let that deter you. It reads very much like a contemporary romance, and it's incredible. I won't go into detail about how this story ties in to that series, although it's probably easy to figure out, because I'm not sure how much of a spoiler that would be. I will say that, when I realized the connection, I couldn't wipe the silly grin off of my face! The references that were made in Forked were precious, and it added something very special to the story. To get an unexpected glimpse of the characters that I love and miss from those earlier books was a real treat. It was blended in seamlessly, and was a great addition to Coco and Nick's story.
This author has a knack for writing characters that are easy to love. Characters that enjoy food, wine, and grand, romantic gestures. You can't go wrong there, if you ask me. I loved Melanie's writing style in Forked just as with her other books. The story flowed smoothly, and it was very hard for me to put this one down. It's easy to get so wrapped up in her stories that you experience things right along with the characters, and I love that. If you're looking for a fun, sexy read and a good laugh, please don't hesitate to 1-click this one!
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Title: Floored (Frenched Series Book #3)
Author: Melanie Harlow
Genre: NA, Contemporary Romance, Humor
Release Date: February 5, 2015
Erin Upton is too embarrassed to tell the cops what she was really doing while her townhouse was burglarized, especially since the first officer on the scene is former nuisance next door Charlie Dwyer. Where’s the justice in the world when a neighborhood know-it-all grows up to be six-foot-three inches of solid muscle with gorgeous green eyes and a slow, sexy please-arrest-me-now-officer smile? It’s bad enough she’s wearing her robe and slippers—did he have to notice her fuzzy hand cuffs on the bathroom sink?
He’s arrogant as he ever was, which is fine by her—she’s too busy with her dance studio’s grand opening to make time for a man. But they keep crossing paths, and when Charlie offers to help her put in new flooring at the studio one night, things go from hammering nails to hammering each other in a hurry. And about those hand cuffs…
They agree it’s a one-time thing. But when that becomes a two-time thing, then a three-time thing, Erin starts to wonder if maybe she and Charlie could be a life-time thing. Her best friends Mia and Coco found love in unexpected places. Is it finally her turn?
Peering into the bowl, I was delighted to see it still had plenty of batter left in it. He took the spatula, scooped some off the side of the bowl, and I thought he was going to feed it to me, but he didn’t. He smeared it on my thigh.
And licked it off.
S l o w l y.
At the feel of his hot tongue on my leg, my stomach tightened, and I held my breath.
Next, he pulled down a black lace strap of my tank, fully exposing one breast, smearing it with batter. My nipple was already hard and tingling, and when his lips closed around it, sucking off the chocolate, I gasped and arched, my fingers curling around the edge of the counter. He circled the stiff peak with his tongue, taking it between his teeth and biting gently before dragging his mouth up to my neck.
“Get down,” he breathed softly in my ear, one hand curling around my waist.
I let him pull me off the counter, my bare feet landing between his. Our mouths opened wide to one another in a long, deep, chocolate-flavored kiss. I slid one hand up the back of his neck and one down the front of his jeans, finding him hard and thick beneath my palm. If I hadn’t been sure before about doing it again, I was now.
He lifted his mouth from mine. “Turn around and spread your legs.”
I turned around and he slid my boy shorts to my ankles. I wore nothing under them. Leaning forward, I braced myself against the counter and opened my feet wider, rising up on tiptoe. Expecting to feel his cock between my thighs, I was surprised by cool batter against my hot skin. He spread it on my ass and licked it off, making me giggle and moan in delicious agony. He rubbed it along the backs of my legs and knelt between them to eat it off, his fingers and mouth and tongue teasing and tantalizing me, inside and out.
Closing my eyes, I moved against him, torn between wanting to come just like this and wanting to feel him pounding into me from behind.
My body decided for me, growing hotter and tighter as I spiraled higher. “Nick,” I gasped, collapsing forward onto my elbows as colors danced behind my eyelids. He moaned, pushing his fingers deeper, and I came so hard I felt it in every muscle, every inch of my body reverberating with pleasure. My legs weakened, and it felt like he was holding me up with one hand and his tongue.
“God, you’re so wet. And I love your ass.” His breath was hot between my legs, his fingers gliding in and out of me. “I want to fuck you like this.”
“Do it,” I begged.
He got to his feet and I heard the glorious sounds of a belt coming undone, jeans being unzipped. Then he stopped.
“Fuck, I don’t have a— “
“I don’t care. I’m on the pill. Just do it.” I arched my back and looked back over my shoulder, hoping my body looked irresistible. “Please.”
He placed the tip of his cock at my entrance, sliding it in just enough to torture me. “Please what?”
“Please fuck me.” I tried to push back against him, make him give me more.
But he held me steady, using his hands on my hips to hold me where he wanted me. “I love the way that sounds coming out of your mouth,” he said, pushing deeper. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard you say it before.”
I smiled, exhaling with relief as he glided in and out. “I guess I was too shy to tell you what I wanted back then. Or maybe I didn’t know yet.”
“So tell me now.”
I looked back. “Fuck me. And don’t be gentle.”
He began to move my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he jerked me back onto his cock. “I was always so scared to be rough with you,” he said, the strain in his voice telling me how he struggled to keep control. “I never wanted to hurt you.”
“You won’t.” But each time he hit the deepest spot within me, I felt a sharp little twinge, and once or twice it was enough to make me gasp.
“Good. Because ever since I saw you today, I’ve been thinking about fucking you just like this.” He reached up and tore the elastic from my hair before fisting a hand in it and pulling so hard I cried out. “Tell me if you want me to stop,” he said through clenched teeth, his hips driving forward now in powerful thrusts that made my teeth clatter, “otherwise I can’t promise not to tear you apart.”
“I want you to,” I managed between hard, short breaths. “I want you to tear me apart. I want it to hurt.”
And as he cursed and groaned and fucked me so hard against his kitchen counter my skin would bruise, I was shocked to realize it was true—I wanted him to hurt me. Beyond enjoying rough sex, I wanted pain at his hands, wanted it bone-deep and razor-sharp. Wanted him to inflict damage on my body and make me feel unsafe, unsteady, unloved.
Safer that way.
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