The first time I met her I wanted to slap her.

The second time, I knew I had to have her.

As for the third time, a gentleman doesn’t tell.

So I guess it’s a good thing I’m no gentleman … right?

Let’s get this out of the way, right off the bat: I love women.

I love the way they look. The way they smell. The way they feel. Especially the way they feel. And I’ve pretty much made it my mission to give each and every woman who shares my bed the ride of her life.

Then I met her. Bitchy as hell and completely uninterested in me. And damned if I didn’t want her. Crave her. I told myself I only wanted to tame her. That it was all about the challenge.

I never expected to break through that ice queen exterior and find the softness underneath. Never expected how wild she’d be between the sheets or the way she’d cry my name with such sincere intensity when I totally rocked her world.

Most of all, I never expected to fall for her.

But I did.

And the question is, now that I know I want her, how the hell do I go about keeping her?






















My rating: 4 of 5 stars


Title: Bitch Slap
Author: J Kenner








If there's one thing that i can count on from J Kenner, it's to be able to revisit the characters that i've fallen in love with in the previous series of hers. Just when you think that it's the last time that you'll hear from any of the Stark and Stark International characters, she brings them back in such as way that you can only sigh in contentment, knowing that you've gotten a little more information on what's happened to them since the last time you've read about them. Now we're introduced to new characters with different lifestyles: Pierce is a veteran, an ex marine, who has opened his own private security with friends and Jezebel is her sister's manager, Delilah, a young adult who has her private life splattered all over social media's since she's become the new 'it' actress. They meet on an accidental 'date' both there for different reasons and completely misunderstanding one another when it came to their conversation ~~ which did make me laugh a little.








So here's where it gets a bit 'iffy' for me. Now, Pierce is supposed to be a reformed man, never wanting to date another woman, the kind of man that is more than happy to spend the night with them and leave them the next morning, never to see them again. He thrives on that. He loves that lifestyle after having been hurt by his last long term relationship. For her, Jezebel was deeply burned by her last relationship, deciding that the b--tch road is the only way to come out of it unscathed... so why is it that within a few minutes - alright, hours, from meeting one another, all of their habits go out the window? All of sudden, i didn't really understand why they were as they were described as - if that makes sense. That's not to say that it wasn't a good story, because let's face it, J Kenner does know how to weave an interesting one, but the characters just didn't hit that special spot for me, the one that her previous characters have, no matter if i loved the series or not. Now i'm just waiting to find out how this book is going to tie in with this author's other books and whether or not they'll be making a repeat appearance in the future, because no matter what, Jez and Pierce were quite interesting in the end.



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The first time I met her I wanted to slap her.

The second time, I knew I had to have her.

As for the third time, a gentleman doesn’t tell.

So I guess it’s a good thing I’m no gentleman … right?



Let’s get this out of the way, right off the bat: I love women.

I love the way they look. The way they smell. The way they feel. Especially the way they feel. And I’ve pretty much made it my mission to give each and every woman who shares my bed the ride of her life.

Then I met her. Bitchy as hell and completely uninterested in me. And damned if I didn’t want her. Crave her. I told myself I only wanted to tame her. That it was all about the challenge.

I never expected to break through that ice queen exterior and find the softness underneath. Never expected how wild she’d be between the sheets or the way she’d cry my name with such sincere intensity when I totally rocked her world.

Most of all, I never expected to fall for her.

But I did.

And the question is, now that I know I want her, how the hell do I go about keeping her?



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