FOLLOW
By Tessa Bailey
Blurb
He wants her soul. Too
bad she already sold it.
Family is everything to gambling den darling, Teresa
Valentini. Blood comes first, especially
before men. So when her brother lands himself in hot water, she’s willing to do
whatever it takes to save him. And showing up topless in her unwitting savior’s
motel room is turning out to be the furthest thing from a hardship…
Will Caruso is the bad boy of New York’s financial scene…and
he just found out the very thing that drives his success is a damn lie. Now,
he’s exchanged his high-stress life for the open road, no one but his Great
Dane…and half a million Instagram followers to keep him company. When a
mysterious beauty arrives, her secrecy prods his suspicions, even while she tempts
his lust to the breaking point.
Teresa met Will under false pretenses, but the bond
consuming them is real. They’re strong enough to overcome a little betrayal…aren’t
they?
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Review:
This book is HOT capital H O T like keep your BOB near by HOT. #DirtyWIll for the win.
Seriously I've read almost all of Ms Bailey's books and this one is a class above. Will has the dirtiest mouth on him and he uses it in the best of ways. That being said the romance is great to and Teresa is swept off her feat by Will I would have been to but she keeps him on his toes too. And of course we can't forget Southpaw the star of the book.
I highly recommend this read. 5 out of 5
Seriously I've read almost all of Ms Bailey's books and this one is a class above. Will has the dirtiest mouth on him and he uses it in the best of ways. That being said the romance is great to and Teresa is swept off her feat by Will I would have been to but she keeps him on his toes too. And of course we can't forget Southpaw the star of the book.
I highly recommend this read. 5 out of 5
Excerpt:
“Here we
are.”
My face heats
over being caught even imagining such things. We’re at my door and I have no
recollection of entering the motel. Come on, Teresa. Stop letting this guy
get to you so bad. “Right.” I fish for the key card in my pocket, but cease
all movement when Will brushes his fingertips down my arm, then trails them
back up. Slow. And all the while, he invades my space, eliminating inches at
such a leisurely pace that I’m panting by the time our mouths are a breath
apart.
“What are you
going to do when I close this door behind you, Teresa?” He grazes my bottom lip
with his teeth, making me gasp. “You going to get undressed in front of the air
conditioner, thinking it might cool you down after teasing my cock for over an
hour in the bar? It won’t. I give you five minutes before you’re face down in
bed, riding your own fingers.”
My knees
threaten to buckle. “That’s my business.”
“Make it mine.”
Mayday.
Mayday. “Will—”
He stops my
admonishment with a drugging kiss, his tongue stroking in and out of my mouth.
His hands grip my elbows, lifting me up on my toes in desperate degrees,
meshing our bodies, our lips, until I’m moaning, letting him have rough
intercourse with my mouth. Just when I’m on the verge of giving in and begging
him to take me up against the door, he steps back, eyes glittering, wiping away
the moisture on his mouth with a wrist swipe. “I’ll be out on the balcony. If
you’re going to finger yourself in my honor, I want to listen.”
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