Review: Dirty Sexy Player by Laurelin Paige
Elizabeth 5 Star Review ~ Good Reads Review Link
Oh Weston you are the King of Players & Elizabeth may be your Queen! Elizabeth @ White Hot Reads
What a cliffhanger! I am lift with my jaw hanging open and need the next book now! Elizabeth @ White Hot Reads
Weston is the King of players... after all his name is Weston King! Elizabeth Dyson isn't looking for forever, just way to get her hands on her company as there is a stipulation in her father's will that she has to be married to get it. What does she have that Weston want's... the advertising subsidiary of the company...but maybe the Ice Queen will thaw to the Smoking Hot Players Ways?
Lana's 4 Star Review ~ Good Reads Review Link
Weston King is one sexy, dirty talking player who gets knocked down by Elizabeth Dyson.
I liked Weston in Donovan's book but seeing him and learning more about him and what makes him tick was exciting. Weston is making the ultimate sacrifice for his company by marrying Elizabeth but will it truly turn into love. In the end of this book you are thrown two huge what the heck happened and it leaves you hanging. I can't wait for the conclusion.
Heather's 4 Star Review ~ Good Reads Review Link
Dirty Sexy Player is the story we've been waiting for - the details of what happens with Weston and Elizabeth!
Oh Weston --- I LOVE YOU!
But Elizabeth, not so much!
Yep, I said it. I'm not a fan of the heroine in this book. This isn't new for me. I wasn't sure I liked her when I first met her in Dirty Filthy Rich Men. I know that there may be a moment where I find myself inclined to understand her, or feel for her or even get her, but I'm not sure I'll 'like or LOVE' her. However, Weston is the epitome of what I love in a hero! He's filthy stinking rich, a bit of a player yet sweet and SEXY, he owns who he is and he falls - HARD! I can feel myself swooning as I write this review. Sigh.
DSP was fabulous! We are learning so much more about Weston and Elizabeth but the secondary characters are a huge part and remind us of how the world comes together. Laurelin Paige has a great series that I'm totally in love with and can't wait for the next book.
Elena Wolf and Jacob Morgan were pure perfection for the audio!
Available in audio first, New York Times best-selling author Laurelin Paige's newest red-hot romance!
Weston King knows how to play. But wild nights and owning an extensive collection of women's panties don't carry the thrill they once did, so when his business partner Donovan suggests an outrageous plan to allow them to take over their competition, Wes takes him up on the offer. The crazy idea? Marry the competitor.
Elizabeth Dyson, the bride-to-be in question, is on board with the plan. She wants access to her trust fund and can only get it once she marries. Each has something the other wants - all they have to do is pretend to like each other well enough to tie the knot.
Only trouble is, playing fiancé to Elizabeth isn't quite that simple. Wes finds her sexy and brilliant...and soon wishes their engagement wasn't fake at all. Not that he'd ever tell her that.
But a lover boy like Wes can only stand an empty bed for so long...and even the best of players has to put down his cards eventually.
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I looked at the windows past him, trying to distract myself. Lights flashed and swirled around the dance floor in time to the beat, the only part of the music which made it into the sanctuary of the bubble room. I could tell it was crowded, but I couldn't make out faces the way they could probably make out ours. "I don't know if anyone's looking,” I said.
"Don’t worry about them. Just focus on what you’re doing."
Easy for him to say. He wasn’t facing them. He was only looking at me.
Nope. I couldn’t think about that either. Just had to focus on the task at hand.
I closed my eyes. "So just pretend that I… That we are… That under my dress…" I couldn’t even say it.
Weston leaned forward and murmured near my ear. "Yes, pretend that under your dress you are not wearing any panties. I have my dick out. I'm working you, and you are showing me exactly how you like it. Now go."
Just like that, my panties were damp.
I didn't know if he was saying those things to loosen me up or to get a rise out of me, either was possible.
Whatever his intent, it did the trick. He set the scene. I felt my face flush like the women in the videos as I imagined him rubbing his crown against my slit before nudging his tip inside and then burying himself to the hilt.
I opened my mouth in a silent gasp, acting out how I was sure it would feel. Good. It would feel so good.
This was so...weird. So hot and sexy and arousing and weird.
I wondered if he was feeling it too, feeling turned on, or if it was just me. It wasn’t like I could ask though, and knowing probably wouldn’t help my performance anyway.
So I concentrated on me. Focused on the task.
"Do I move or something?" I bucked my hips forward and felt the friction against my crotch as it rubbed the fly of his pants.
"Yeah," he said breathlessly. "That's good. That motion. Just like that."
"Okay. Okay." I rocked against him again, and again, my hips tilting back and forth, my clit brushing against his fly. Every time, stroking and kindling a fire in a fireplace I hadn't had cleaned for some time. I spread my thighs a little wider and braced my knees against the bench so I could swing my pelvis all the way forward, in and out, in and...
I froze. "Is that—?" But I didn’t have to ask. There was most definitely a fat, thick ridge pressed against the crotch panel of my panties. I guess that answered the question of whether he was feeling it too.
My eyes flew open. "Oh my God!"
"Look," he said, ready to defend himself. "There's an extremely attractive woman sitting on my lap. I cannot help what happens to my cock. It has a mind of its own.”
A really big mind of its own.
With over 1.5 million books sold world wide, Laurelin Paige is a New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today Bestselling Author. She is a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however. When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Game of Thrones or The Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She is also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn't do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio. She is represented by Rebecca Friedman.
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