Review: Irish hottie Shane
Rating: 5 out of 5
Date: 11 7, 2013
Shane is such a naughty little Irishman, "my spare key." From her other hand, he extracted the crumpled Post-it note and scanned it. "Something's come up all right." He's so flirty as well, "don't hide from me, darlin'. I'll just find you." He brought his mouth down to hers and stole her breath balance." Such a fine specimen he is, "he moved closer - still shirtless, don't forget that; still holding her hand, can't forget that - and the words dried in her throat. She tried to keep her eyes focused on his face. It was a very handsome face above a very hot body." And the man isn't afraid to let Cara in on his secret fantasies, "Cara, I have so many dirty fantasies about you. Taking you on the kitchen counters at the restaurant, on your office desk, in the alley behind Sarriette. Your tight arse in those tight skirts drives me wild. So wild." He bit down on her earlobe. "I can't wait to get inside you again. Feel you so hot and wet around me." Shane he's not afraid to tell her what he needs, "bread, meat, cheese." He bundled her in his arms. It felt too, too good. "Cara, if you want me to keep you satisfied, you have to take care of me." And the man has a possessive streak in his body, "something very primal stirred within him. His shirt. His flat. His woman." Yep possessive.