I couldn’t figure out how I wanted to rate this book. It’s around 3.5 to 4 stars.
Honestly, the story-line was really interesting to me. The sex therapist trope was really awesome and I felt that Elizabeth had a real good grasp on how her story was meant to portray anything.
Mind you, this is a pretty erotic romance. I’m sure that the blurb tips you off that this isn’t your mama’s bodice-ripping romance with words like manhood and womanly mound. This gets gritty. BUT Elizabeth did a pretty good job of establishing some loving characters.
I adored Natalie and her inner monologue. She was funny, sweet, and a pretty awesome character all around…but Ryan…oh fucking Ryan….*swoon*
I hadn’t accounted for him being in his soccer uniform. Or outfit. Or whatever you called the shirtless-ness that was now in front of me. He was sweaty, glistening, tan, and toned and-my God-with those tattoos he looked like David fucking Beckham.
David fucking Beckham, ladies.
Swoon, thy name is Ryan Andrews. I thought I was going to pass out right there.
“You came!” he said, slowing to a walk as he saddled up to me, grinning.
Uh, yes, right in my pants. Right now. Practically.
Yes. Ryan is pretty freaking delicious ladies.
The chemistry between the two of them is pretty spectacular as well. There’s some pretty cheesy lines, but, you know, it didn’t bother me as much as it does in some books. It kind of just went with the comedy.
Overall, this book was pretty good. It was a lot of erotic sex with an interesting plot, but it was really good. I’d recommend it to my friends who enjoy this kind of book 🙂