Thứ Ba, 20 tháng 11, 2018

Dirty Sexy Games by Laurelin Paige | Review + Excerpt


Publisher: self-pubbed
Release Date: November 6, 2018 (out now!)
Source of my copy: author/CandiKanePR
Series: Dirty Games Duet #2
My Rating:

Synopsis
The conclusion to Dirty Sexy Player, the highly anticipated spin-off duet of Dirty Filthy Rich Men.

A sham marriage to an infamous playboy - what could possibly go wrong? Don't miss the breathtaking, high-stakes conclusion to the Dirty Games duet by
New York Times bestselling author Laurelin Paige!

Their union started with a simple plan: to fake a marriage that would allow Elizabeth to take over her father's company and merge it with Weston's holdings, creating a vast media empire. But what began as a pretend marriage has become all too real....

Now a bombshell about Weston's past is keeping him rooted at home while Elizabeth must travel across the globe to take up the company reigns. But their intense connection could bring the entire game crashing down as they're forced to choose power and family...or the love of a lifetime.



Warning: If you haven't read Dirty Sexy Player (my review), the first book in the duet, do NOT read this review. I will be spoiling the ending of Dirty Sexy Player and most likely parts too. Read at your own risk!

I was very eager to read Dirty Sexy Games after reading Dirty Sexy Player, especially after the bombshell that was dropped at the end of Player just before Weston and Elizabeth's wedding ceremony--Weston has a two-year-old son! And his son's mother made it clear that if Weston wants to be in his son's life, he's going to have to be around or not at all. This is a problem because Elizabeth's company (which is now officially hers thanks to her marriage to Weston) is based in France and it was a given that France is where the newly married couple will be residing after their wedding.

What is Weston to do? He can't just give up his son just when he just learned about him, but Elizabeth is the love of his life. Also, while Elizabeth and Weston can set fire to any surface during their frequent monkey smexin', outside of the bedroom they still have a lot to learn about each other. Weston can't quite anticipate how Elizabeth will react to his news and Elizabeth knew there were some big things Weston haven't told her yet, like the reason behind his strained relationship with his family. They're heading to their honeymoon destination, though, and spending two weeks alone together, finally getting a chance to truly get to know each other. But, hard decisions had to be made that can make or break them... will they finally get their HEA?

Dirty Sexy Games picked up where Dirty Sexy Player left off, and we dive right back into all the drama which I appreciated because I was dying to know what's going to happen to Weston and Elizabeth. The first half of the book was Weston and Elizabeth's honeymoon in Kauai in which, between all the hot, hot, hot sex (Laurelin Paige can write a sex scene like nobody's business!), Weston spent agonizing how to tell Elizabeth about his son. This made me want to reach into the pages and give Weston a good shake and yell to his face to just fucking tell her already! I get why he was feeling very vulnerable and couldn't just come out and say it, but Weston stewing over it and them both acknowledging they needed to talk but not actually talking about their issues frustrated me and the first half of the book dragged for me.

Thank God things moved quicker in the second half and I finally really got into the story. It was great seeing both Elizabeth and Weston change and grow up and become their best selves. Overall, I did enjoy Dirty Sexy Games--I got really invested in Weston and Elizabeth in Player so it was great finishing up their duology and seeing where they ended up in the end. I really like Weston and Elizabeth's characters, and meeting the other characters that make up the Dirty world was awesome! I'm hoping the author will write more books set in the same world so it won't be the last we see of Weston, Elizabeth, and their friends.  If you've read Dirty Sexy Player, definitely pick up Dirty Sexy Games!
Amazon International: mybook.to/DirtySexyGames


As soon as we were in our suite, the bomb exploded, the bomb being Elizabeth. “We’re alone now, so just tell me straight. You knew I was always going to France. If you wanted to be with me, you had to know it would involve living there. Is that not something you’ll even consider? Is it Sabrina? Is it Reach? Is it Donovan? Because if it’s fucking Donovan who’s keeping you from—”

I grabbed her hands, which were flying in midair as she yelled, and pulled them behind her back at her waist as I cut her off with a searing kiss, my tongue plunging into her open mouth, robbing her of oxygen.

When she was thoroughly kissed, her lips pliable, her body sagging in my arms, I let her go.

“I’m tired, Elizabeth. I’m not discussing fucking anything tonight.” I took off my tuxedo jacket and threw it on the desk. Then I began working on my cufflinks. “What I think we both need now is to release some tension.”

Her spine straightened, her neck growing longer as she stared at me in shock. “You think we’re going to have sex now?”

I loved how she made it sound disgusting, like she wasn’t interested, even when I’d just been kissing her and had felt the lean in her body, had tasted the desire in her mouth.

Two could play the indifference game.
I shrugged. “I’m fucking someone tonight. If you want it to be you, you better take off your dress.”

Her mouth slammed shut, and she only seemed to consider it for two seconds before she was fumbling with the zipper at her back. She struggled with it, but I didn’t help her. It made me stiff to watch her frantically trying to strip down, just because I told her to. Just because she thought I might find a better offer if she didn’t.

Like there was a better offer than her.
Like there was anyone but her.

I didn’t take my eyes off her as I unbuttoned my vest and tossed it to the side with my jacket. I’d loosened my tie by the time she got her dress undone. It fell to the floor and she was left wearing a strapless corseted bra, one that had a low back so it couldn’t be seen with her dress on, and matching lace panties—both in a white ivory so virginal and bridal it seemed dirty.

Jesus, she was a fucking wet dream.
And she was my wife.


About the Author
With over 1 million books sold, Laurelin Paige is the NY Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Fixed Trilogy. She's 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 and the Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She's also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn't do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio.

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