To The Fally by Prescott Lane
To the Fall by Prescott Lane
Publication Date: March 8th, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publication Date: March 8th, 2018
Genre: Contemporary Romance
You know the story.
Boy meets girl, they fall in love, two kids, white picket fence.
This isn’t that story.
Boy meets girl, they fall in love, two kids, white picket fence.
This isn’t that story.
This is more like . . .
Man meets woman. Man sleeps with woman.
Man meets another woman, sleeps with her.
And so on. You get the idea.
Man meets woman. Man sleeps with woman.
Man meets another woman, sleeps with her.
And so on. You get the idea.
I own a small boutique hotel in New Orleans, the Kingston. I’ve seen men do some stupid stuff in the name of the woman they love, or at least the woman they love for the night.
That’s not me. I’m always in control. You’d be surprised how much you can get away with on just good manners and a smile. It’s the only way to keep my secrets safely locked away.
And my smile hides a lot. Until her.
She turns me down flat. Playing hard to get is my favorite game. It’s the thrill of the chase.
Only problem is, I think it’s me that’s getting caught.
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Probably one of my favourite books by Prescott Lane so far and I can’t wait to read more of this style from this author because wow. This book was darker than the previous ones, well, maybe not darker, but the general the,e was more gritty. More down to earth than I’ve seen this author write in quite some time and I loved how we got into the male brain from a woman’s perspective and I don’t think I’ve seen that as well done in quite some time.
I was surprised. Like really surprised to the point where I couldn’t look away as we got a look into s€x addict Pierce’s brain who has to go through anger management as ruled by the courts, because, well, wrong place, wrong time. It was hilarious. It was blun. And it was everything I could have hoped for coming from this type of man. At the same time, he surprised me as well because I don’t think I could have imagined him this way in the end. With a lot of mischief but a touch of unexpected sensitivity. I think. That’s what I’m describing him as and that’s that! Lol
Like I said, probably my favourite by Prescott Lane so far and I honestly can’t wait to see how she’ll top this one up in the future, because dayum! Hot male lead and even spicier female lead that is more than capable of dishing it out as the male can!
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Excerpt:
Dr. Lorraine laughs and pulls out her prescription pad. Scribbling something, she turns it to me. The title reads: The sex diet.I bust out laughing. “You’re writing me a sex prescription.”
“Sort of,” she says. “You ever gone on a diet before?”
“No.”
“The thing with diets is, you usually start off strict.”
"How did I know that?”
“No touching by either party, not even kissing.”
"Wait, not even a hand job?” I ask.
“You’ve got your own hands. Use them.”
She writes jerking off on her script pad, then puts a checkmark beside it. This is the craziest shit.
“Once a day as needed,” she says, writing that down.
“I’ll never make it.”
“How many times do you want?” she asks.
“At least twice, morning and before bed.”
She shakes her head. “Okay, twice a day,” she says and points her pencil at me. “That’s it.”
“I really don’t think I need . . .”
“You won’t be released from therapy until I’m satisfied you’ve completed this,” she says.
She has me by the balls, and she knows it. I can’t believe I’m being forced to agree to this, but what choice do I have? “I haven’t had sex in a couple days. Can I get credit for that?”
“No,” she laughs out. “Start fresh today.”
“Porn?”
“What about it?”
“Can I use it?” I ask.
“You don’t have enough memories to sustain you?” she asks.
“Good point.”
She gets to her feet and sticks out her hand. “Good luck.”
Shaking her hand and smiling, I’m sure I’ve got this.
I bite the inside of my mouth, realizing the old lady has tricked me. It’s Thursday. I’m not seeing her again until Tuesday.
That’s five days! Shit, what have I done?
Meet Prescott:
Prescott Lane is the Amazon best-selling author of Stripped Raw. She's got seven other books under her belt including: First Position, Perfectly Broken, Quiet Angel, Wrapped in Lace, Layers of Her, The Reason for Me, and The Sex Bucket List. She is originally from Little Rock, Arkansas, and holds a degree in sociology and a MSW from Tulane University. She married her college sweetheart, and they currently live in New Orleans with their two children and two crazy dogs. Prescott started writing at the age of five, and sold her first story about a talking turtle to her father for a quarter. She later turned to writing romance novels because there aren't enough happily ever afters in real life.
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