Exclusive Excerpt and Stacy's 5 Star Review for The Masseuse (The Body Works Trilogy, #1) by Sierra Kincade
This book grabbed me from the very beginning. It’s one of those books that you know you’ll love the minute you meet the first character. Anna was that character. To say she is one of my favorite female MC’s would be an understatement. I LOVE her, she made me want to continue every part of this book. Of course when I met Alec he had something to do with that too. But he was the mystery in this story and I loved the weird intrigue that surrounded him. This book has so many interesting things going on, and the fact that it’s hotter than hot does not go unnoticed! I was shocked that this was Sierra Kincade’s debut novel, her writing is beautiful, seasoned, witty and sexy as hell, and I just want everyone to read this book!
When I first started reading this book I was talking about it almost immediately to my friends. Everyone wanted to know who the Masseuse was. The Masseuse is Anna Rossi. She’s very talented in her craft, which is why she gets a job for the elusive billionaire Maxim Stein. What Anna isn’t prepared for is the awkward and somewhat hot position she’s thrown into when she meets Maxim’s hot security guy Alec. And not only is Alec hot, he’s also broody and mysterious and so obviously unavailable emotionally. Does this matter to Anna? Of course! She has her own issues and doesn’t need Mister tall oozing sex guy falling for her. Which he won’t right? Ha! I love this stuff.
The best part for me is that this most definitely not insta-love. They have an obvious instant connection, but the story that you go through with these to is nice and sexy-slow. I couldn’t stop reading it! There are definitely some encounters that may seem fast, but oh lordy were they hot!! Alec isn’t your typical guy. He has a super soft side that made me melt and good lord can he talk dirty. Even Anna stepped up in that department. I love a strong woman who knows what she wants, and Anna definitely knows what she wants. Sexually at least. Emotionally, she’s a little guarded, but Alec slowly pulls her walls down and when they have these super chill moments together I just fell more in love with them.
Then we get to the crime/twisty elements of the story which had me on the edge of my seat, and for a lot of breaths I was holding in I thought something irreversible might happen. And does it? Mayyyybeee!! It was scary, and angsty and sweet and sexy, and EVERYTHING. I loved this book from beginning to end, and I truly became a fan of this series big time. Alec is such a man, and Anna isn’t your typical whiney heroine. Just the opposite actually.
The ending is not a cliffhanger, more like a “to be continued” and continue I will. I can’t wait to read book two, and I would definitely recommend this book to anyone and everyone who loves contemporary romance with a highly seductive flair and a crime-ish undertone. (and some super hot/dirty sex) Did I mention the dirty talk? Alec and Anna’s flirty banter and sarcastic/sweet comments were one of my favorite things about this book. I LOVE them, and I hope you all will too. In fact, I know you will!
“Can’t focus. Can barely breathe. That’s how I feel all the time now.”
“What brought you here?”
I twisted my hair into a knot and crossed my arms. “I like to move around. Go new places. Try new things.”
“But you moved to Florida and have only been to the beach once.”
“So if you were looking for a new place to experience new things, I’d think you’d make a point of experiencing them. You have a job, an apartment, friends close by. That’s what people do when they’re trying to set down roots, not just passing through.”
My feet had stopped, and I wiggled my heels before I sank in the sand. “Sounds like you’ve got me all figured out.”
“Not all figured out.” He grinned. “I’ve got some things figured out.”
I put my hands on my hips. “Like what?”
He threw the blanket away from the surf and moved closer, gaze sharp and penetrating. “Like being asked personal questions gets under your skin.” He moved my hands to his chest, and held my wrists so I couldn’t pull away.
I scoffed. “You’re one to talk.”
“I know you like to keep people at a distance, and I’m guessing there’s a reason.” I looked down, unable to help it. “I know you like it when I kiss you here.” He licked the place where my neck met my shoulder. “And here.” His thumb trailed down my breast. “And here.” His hand slid briefly between my legs.
“Alec,” I gasped, then searched the surrounding area for any witnesses. We were alone. For now.
His lips made a slow path across my collarbone. I shivered as his fingertips brushed the strap of my dress off my shoulder.
“I know you close your eyes when you know I’m watching you,” he whispered. “And I know you don’t trust me.”
I stared into his eyes, dark as the ocean and filled with secrets.
“That’s up to you.”
An alarm rang in my head. Too close, it said. I didn’t want to sit by, unable to stop him as he slowly stripped down my defenses. I needed to regain my footing, take the upper hand.
“Do you trust me?” I asked.
“I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.”
My hands lowered down his chest, under his shirt and then back up. My nails raked over his smooth skin—not hard enough to scratch, but enough to remind both of us that I could play this game too.
“What do you want from me?” I asked.
His muscles flexed beneath my touch, and he jerked my hips to his. A small sound of pleasure came from my throat. It was impossible to deny the effect he had on me. Already my temperature was
rising, the heat centering at that sensitive point between my legs.
“I want you, Anna.” He took my earlobe between his teeth and gave it a light nip. “All of you.”
All of me. I wasn’t sure I could give all of me. But I could give him my body, gladly and willingly, until we both grew tired of this dangerous game.
I only hoped I was strong enough to walk away first.
His hands lowered around my rear and ground me against him. Fingers roamed, a series of brief, teasing touches. Our kisses became more needy. Our breaths became more ragged. The cold water splashed over our bare feet, and the gentle crash of the waves became our beat. After a while, we were practically having sex with our clothes on.
The ache in my body was starting to take control of my reason. I pulled back suddenly. His hands fell to his sides, then clasped behind his neck. In that position his biceps stretched the
thin material of his T‑shirt. After a moment he looked up at me, the struggle clear on his face.
“Maybe you shouldn’t trust me after all,” he said with a strained laugh.
The sand met an outcropping of trees just twenty feet from where we stood. It was sheltered enough to be hidden from those who might walk by, unless they thought to look.
I held out my hand, and he took it. Then I led him up the beach and into the trees.