That was fucking hot. It's erotica so the bullshit-o-meter must be recalibrated, but I liked that the author has not gone out of character with Rutledge... much.
The strangest four-stars rating ever. Imo, this book is like a full course dinner of snack food and ice cream. So, if you can't stand assholish, possessive top; nice little bottom (almost a Mary Sue, if you ask me); crass jokes or dirty talking; and a ton of sex scenes (like 300 pages out of 395), don't bother with it. I liked this book because I was obviously in the mood, but also because, despite it being erotica, the characters deal with their issues in a more credible manner compared to those in pathetic slice of life, stuffed with stupid drama... Yet the eyes rolling moments (at least a couple) and Joseph's perfection spoiled a little the (guilty) pleasure. As I said, strangest rating ever.
The sequels are nothing special.
I wonder, where the hell did this author take the idea to subject her readers to characters so shitty, flat and, all in all, interesting as a pimple on the ass? What's more, she did this for 250 pages, charging 7$ too.
The absolute nothingness of this book is disarming, especially given the fact that this author has a wicked and original mind that she has completely forgotten to turn on to write this story.