Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Blog Tour Review & Giveaway ~ Stone: At Your Service (Carolina Bad Boys #1) by Rie Warren

Stone: At Your Service
Carolina Bad Boys #1
by Rie Warren
Published September 25th 2014
Adult Romantic Comedy
18 + only


Hell on wheels meets hell in high heels.
Bad boy mechanic Josh Stone likes to get his hands dirty any way he can—the filthier, the better. Ever since his wife walked out on him and their young son, he’s only had room in his heart for two loves: the kid and cars.
Roped into playing his best buddy’s gay boyfriend during a romance writers convention, the player meets the girl who’s gonna rock his world. Leelee Songchild. Shy, bashful, beautiful Leelee who blushes at the drop of a hat yet writes hardcore smut to rival Josh’s backlist of Penthouse Forum.
The only problem is his hands are tied. Josh can’t stab his old friend/fake lover in the back even though all he wants to do is take luscious Leelee to bed, and maybe, love her. When the truth comes out, all hell breaks loose.
Too bad romance is just for books.

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Click clack went the heels, swish sway went her hips. I salivated behind her all the way to the elevators.
Friends, yeah, this is gonna be good.
There was a coy curve to her lips when she faced me. “Fancy meetin’ you here.”
An empty car arrived, and I bowed low. “After you, Madame.”
Leelee entered, pressing the button to my floor and hers. “I’ll just run to my room and sign the book up there. Doin’ that stuff in front of others makes me clam up. What’s your mom’s name?”
I was too busy staring at the new, life-sized decorations in the elevator to respond.
“What the hell is this?” I gestured to the floor-to-ceiling posters of various book covers plastered all around the car. We were surrounded by half-clothed men and women in various stages of hot and heavy action.
Leelee sucked in her lip and let it pop loose. Not helping. “They only put them up once the Con gets rolling. Second wave marketing.”
“Any of these guys your type?” She asked.
“Heeeelll, no.” She frowned and I hurried on. “Ya know, none of them are Nicky, so . . .”
Mm hmm. I’ll let you off the hook. Tell me your mom’s name so I can get it right.”
After I rattled off the details Leelee smiled. “You, me, and the elevator again, Stone?”
I zeroed in on a hairy-chested, ruffle-shirted pirate who had a big-breasted bombshell fainting over his arm, presumably from his virile manliness. “And Captain Jack Sparrow does high seas porn?”
Her light laughter spun through me until I thought I’d swoon too, from lack of blood to my brain as it sped up the root of my cock. In an enclosed space with flirtatious Leelee, my friend, was not a good place to be right now.
So I asked the first thing that came to mind, of course. “You get into swashbucklin’ sex?”
Her voice lowered to that luscious honey tone and her gaze raked up my body. “If the sword fits.”
Holy fuck. Heart attack, death by cock contusion, an aneurism from arousal . . . some motherfucking thing—named Leelee Songchild—was gonna do me in this trip.
I already knew she could write sex on page. I was well aware she could move like a sex goddess and kiss as if her lips had been designed for sin. Add in her sweet personality, sharp wit, quick temper? She was one hot ticket.
I rasped, “A tight sheath is all that’s needed, darlin’.”
Her gasp was overridden by the ding of the elevator announcing my floor. Okay. Yep. And I was done. I put my hand in my pocket as I turned and strode out, this time to cover the ridiculously large bulge in my pants. Rounding the corner, I hit the hall at a run, skidding to a stop at my door. Let me in, let me in. The goddamn light hit red, red—motherfucker!—green. Yes!
I tripped over my feet, glared at my shoes. Fuck it. They could stay on, it wasn’t a first. Hitting the chair, I practically chewed through my belt, unzipped lickety-split and ripped those bastards open. Shirt buttons torn aside, I glanced at the desk. Tissues, golden. Two hard tugs at my nipples and my hand brushed down my belly, onto the thick cock rearing straight up in the air.
Leelee was due back soonish, but I was so keyed up, I couldn’t wait. And it sure as hell wouldn’t take long since I’d been holding back a massive blowout for forty-eight hours plus. The moment my hand curled around my cock, my back arched and a loud groan rumbled from my chest. Then it was all about the pump action. I worked my shaft like a piston, all chambers firing. A twist at the plum-colored head on every upswing and I growled. Come boiled in my nuts, prominent veins caught on my fingers. Air barely scraped into my lungs as my brain backfired.
“Fuck, yes.”
Then it wasn’t my hand jackin’ me off, it was Leelee’s. I could see her, on her knees, free from her dress. Ample tits swinging, hips undulating back and forth, wanting my big cock to fill up her pussy. “Oh, God, yessss.
I spat into my palm, added it to the precome oil, and everything went smooth as silk, hard as stone. Gripping my shaft, I planted my feet and raised my hips in and out of the loose hold of my fist. Oh yeah, so much better.
One hand on the back of the chair, I drew a deep breath that punched out my nose. I lifted my eyes. “Leelee!” I choked.
Oh Jesus. Oh yeah.
She was there, just inside the room. A book in her hands and a rapt look in her eyes. 

Josh Stone. At your service, babe.”

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~this review may contain minor spoilers~

No way in hell was I ever letting anyone in enough to walk out on me or break the kid's heart again. No way was I going to risk the small slice of a comfortable life I'd carved for us through sheer hard work and long, long hours. But that didn't mean I didn't take care of business.

Josh Stone gave up on the idea of love when his wife disappeared into the night leaving him and their son in the dust without a second thought. A year and a half later and the only involvement he has with women is his weekly one-night stands to take care of business; aside from that, his life revolves around his three year old son JJ, and his garage. He works hard to provide for his son and has no desire to bring another woman into his home just so she can ditch them too. But when he agrees to attend a writers convention with his best friend and best selling paranormal romance author, Nicky Love, two minutes in the presence of redheaded knockout Leelee Songchild knocks the air right outta him and has him thinking things he never expected. There's just one problem... he can't act on it because he is there to be Nicky's fake boyfriend for the week. Josh & Nicky have been best friends most of their lives and Nicky was there for Josh at a time when he needed him the most; he cannot let his best friend down now and risk his career but... he is desperately fighting to find the willpower necessary to stay away from Leelee when all he wants to do is rip her clothes off and keep her by any means possible. When the truth finally does come out, all hell breaks loose leaving a path of destruction in it's wake that they may never recover from.

I walked away, mesmerized by her feminine-fuck-me appearance up to her goddamn adorable face. A killer combination. Full throttle attraction the likes of which I'd never felt made my head spin, my heart speed. And there was no way I could act on it because I'd just signed up for five and a half days of Gaydom at the Rom Con.

I imagine it's not particularly easy for a female author to write from a guy's POV, to really get into his head and have it come out right ~ it can go very wrong and totally screw a story; I have read more than one book where the guy sounds way too feminine, with a few cuss's thrown in, and it just jacks his character. Well let me tell you, that is not the case here. This entire book is told from a man's POV and Rie Warren delivers it fantastically; I never once doubted Stone was all man even when he was acting gay, there was just nothing girly about him. Even as he would get kinda weepy over his kid, there was still a distinct masculinity to him. And he was friggin hilarious! I just loved every damn thing about this book; all of it's characters, the events at the convention, the dialogue and banter, the story within the story, there is just so much to rave about I wouldn't know where to stop. Plus it was sexy-as-hell; the chemistry between Leelee and Josh was insane, the sexy times were smokin' with just the right amount of dirty and it wasn't all coming from Stone which was awesome. I could spend all day explaining how much of a fangirl this book has turned me into but what it all boils down to is GO get this book ~ you will not be disappointed. Just don't expect hearts and flowers; Stone is as Alpha as they come, there is more than enough drama and angst to go with the hilarity, and it is most definitely raunchy without crossing into overkill. I was stoked to see we would be getting Nicky's story next in just a few short months. Rie has definitely landed herself a pretty secure spot on my One-Click Addiction list one laugh and blush at a time with this book and I CANNOT WAIT to see what this series brings us next.

Fuck if I even wanted a thing to change. Leelee was a hurricane-level storm that upended my life, made it chaotic and crazy, and more complete than I'd ever thought possible. 

LOVE: In The Fast Lane
Carolina Bad Boys #2
by Rie Warren
Coming December 11th 2014

New York Times bestselling paranormal author, Nicky—Nick—Love is anything but successful in love. For years he’s lost himself in his writing career, but now he’s ready to get back to his rebel-boy roots. While restoring a motorcycle at Stone’s Auto Service, he meets the Wildcat of his dreams. She’s a shock to the system for the romance writer who doesn’t remember a damn thing about wooing a woman.

Cool-as-ice, Catarina “Wildcat” Steele is utterly untouchable until Nicky ignites a spark she can’t control. Their electric attraction explodes as Nicky pursues her, but he comes bearing the baggage of a family tragedy he’s hidden from everyone. He knows love has no guarantees.

Their passionate romance falls apart when Nicky discovers Cat’s secret rivals his own. The truth about her past reopens Nicky’s raw wounds and awakens a ghost he never laid to rest. He doesn’t know how to have Cat, and now he can’t trust her. Will they be torn apart . . . or tamed by love?

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 Rie is the badass, sassafras author of Sugar Daddy and the Don’t Tell series–a breakthrough trilogy that crosses traditional publishing boundaries beginning with In His Command. Her latest endeavor, the Carolina Bad Boys series, is fun, hot, and southern-sexy.
A Yankee transplant who has traveled the world, Rie started out a writer—causing her college professor to blush over her erotic poetry without one ounce of shame. Not much has changed. She swapped pen for paintbrushes and followed her other love during her twenties. From art school to marriage to children and many a wild and wonderful journey in between, Rie has come home to her calling. Her work has been called edgy, daring, and some of the sexiest smut around.
You can connect with Rie via the social media hangouts listed on her website. She is represented by Saritza Hernandez, Corvisiero Literary Agency.

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