My rating: 4 of 5 stars
MISLED is totally different than any of the other biker books I have read. I can't really put my finger on what makes it different, but it has a total unique vibe. The lead male is absolutely unrefined and rough around the edges - not unlike other biker book characters, but Christopher, aka Outlaw is somehow different, and I like it!
The characters use lots of variety when it comes to using the "f" word - sometimes I thought it got in the way of whatever they were trying to convey, but totally in line with their over all personas.
Christopher is kind of raunchy, but I quite enjoyed his dirty mouth and he just might make it on my best dirty talkers list... I have to review his rhetoric before making that final decision on that. But here is a teaser of one of my favorite scenes that might make your panties melt, so you might as well go ahead and take them off – and if you don’t, just know that you have been warned!
❝What are you doing?”
“I’m about to eat your pussy,” he muttered, pulling her legs apart and sniffing the musky aroma of her arousal combined with his cum.
“You can’t possibly want to do that now.”
She sounded horrified and embarrassed. He tipped his head back to look at her face. He chuckled, finding her look matched her tone. Keeping his gaze on her, he ran his nose along her slit.
“What are you doing?” she squealed in outrage.
“What the fuck you think? Smellin’ your pussy.”
She wriggled her body up, but he wrapped his arms around her thighs and pulled her down.
She covered her face with her hands. “Oh, God. Kill me now.”
He laughed at how dramatic she was being.
She raised up on her elbows. “I need a shower,” she said with a prissy little sniff.
He licked the top of her mound and she shivered. “Don’t wanna smell soap, Megan. I want to smell your just fucked cunt filled with my cum.”
“My God! Why?” she wailed, giving up her losing battle and plopping down on the mattress.
“Trust me, sweetheart,” he said gruffly, taking pity on her. “I promise you you ain’t gonna give a fuck what condition your pussy is in once I start lickin’ you.”
“Doubtful,” she mumbled. She stayed focused on the ceiling. “Just get it over with.”
Unable to stop his smile, Christopher pushed her legs open further and watched his cum drip out of her. He gathered the moisture up and worked it back inside her with his finger.
“Please, stop staring at that part of me.”
“What part of you?”
He laughed harder. “I don’t know where the fuck there is, Megan.”
“My vagina,” she snapped.
He laid his head against her hip and guffawed. “I guess my dick is a penis to you, huh?” He didn’t remember the last time he’d laughed so hard. “I’ll give you lessons on the proper terms for our anatomy on another day. Quick refresher. You have tits and a pussy or a cunt. I have a cock or a dick. Got me? I don’t fuck vaginas. That shit sounds borin’. Hot vagina. No. That shit sounds ridiculous. Hot pussy. Hot pussy is much better.”
She giggled and nodded, her tension easing.
“Now, I’m gonna lick your hot pussy until you come for me.❞
See what I mean? Hot-Ass-Dirty-Talker! I totally love that author Kathryn Kelly was able to incorporate some humor with that naughty rhetoric – that takes special talent and she has it in spades. If you are looking for the next best biker book, then you have got to get this! You are going to love it!!
✳✳ Copy provided by the author/publisher for an honest review.
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