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That Man 1
That Man 2
That Man 3
Author: Nelle L'Amour
Genre: Erotic Romance
Series: That Man Trilogy
That Man 1
Synopsis
There’s a new beautiful player in town…
Blake Burns, the sexy head of SIN-TV, who goes through women like some go through water. Until he meets Jennifer McCoy, his outspoken new assistant and development executive.
Newly engaged Jennifer has no idea that her devastating new boss is the man she kissed, blindfolded, in a game of Truth or Dare. That kiss, that man, that beautiful stranger she cannot forget.
Blake hasn’t been able to stop thinking about that kiss either…and he’ll do anything to win Jennifer —even if it means being a beautiful bastard and breaking all the rules.
Excerpt
“Mr. Burns?” A sweet voice at my doorway diverted my attention, and I looked up from the screen. In tandem, my eyes blinked, my body jerked, and my cock flexed. Subtly for her not to notice.
Though her neat auburn bun, prim tweed suit, and tortoiseshell glasses made her look like some bookworm who should be working at a corporate law office, I swear I’d recognize that face anywhere—with its dewy-skin complexion, delicate bone structure, and those expressive, turned-up lips. Someone pinch me. I must be dreaming. But there she was. That girl I’d kissed last night. In fact, her lips were still swollen. Holy fucking shit!
“Hi, I’m Jennifer McCoy.”
It took several long moments for my brain to communicate with my mouth. I cleared my throat and licked my lips. “Please come in and take a seat.”
Unlike last night when she was blindfolded and took short hesitant steps, she strode into my office with a strong confident gait and lowered herself onto one of the two armchairs facing me. She placed her shoulder bag and briefcase on the floor and crossed her shapely, long legs. I had the burning urge to uncross them.
“So, Ms. McCoy—”
“You can call me Jennifer.”
Okay, let’s start over. “So, Jen-ni-fer, you come highly recommended by my boss, Saul Bernstein.” God, I loved saying her name. It sucked the air out of my lungs.
She flashed a small smile. Two little dimples winked at her kissable lips. My cock twitched and I continued.
“However, I’m not sure why someone with a passion for children’s television would want to work for a porn channel.”
Without flinching, she held my gaze steady. “Adults are no different than children. They need to be entertained. ”
That was a fact. And that’s why we referred to our network and programming as “adult entertainment.” I wasn’t done testing her. Or studying her—especially her eyes. Her blindfold had hidden them from me last night, and after she’d disappeared, I kept imagining what they looked like. I thought they might be brown or blue and deep-set. But they were wide-set and green—the greenest eyes I’d ever seen on a human being. When she blinked, it was if they were two leaves fluttering in the wind. I caught my breath.
“Well, it’s one thing to tell a producer of a cartoon that he—”
“Or she,” she interrupted.
“Or
she needs to make the shaggy dog bark louder, but it’s another to tell the producer of a porn flick that his female star who’s being shagged needs to scream louder.”
“Not a problem,” she said flatly.
“Well, then, let’s pretend I’m the producer, and I’m not quite sure what you want. Can you please demonstrate?”
“Sure.” She cleared her throat and then took off her glasses, setting them on my desk. Fuck. Her eyes were beautiful.
My gaze stayed fixed on them as she flung her head back, and a look of torturous pleasure washed over her face. It was identical to the expression on her face last night as I held her head back and fucked her mouth with my tongue. She squeezed her eyes shut.
“Oh, baby, yes! Make me come! Oh God! Oh, yes, Yes, YES!” Each breathy “yes” was louder than the one before, the last one a roar so loud I thought the whole office would hear her. Holy shit. This girl was a fucking tiger. Beneath my desk, my cock was applauding. Was this how Ms. McCoy, M.A., came, or was she just a great actress? If the latter, this girl should be starring in porn flicks not giving script notes.
“Was that loud and clear enough?” she asked matter-of-factly, staring me in the face. A slight blush colored her cheeks.
I felt heated. Flushed and flustered. And I could feel my cock uncomfortably strain against my fly. Fuck this girl. I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to work with her, but I had no choice.
I HEART BOOKS REVIEW
Review of: That Man (book 1) by Nelle L’Amour
Reviewer: Jennifer Ballam
Stars: 5
That Man is Not One To Forget!!
I have read another series by this author and loved it, in fact the characters from that series (Gloria's Secret and Gloria's Revenge) appear here. Jennifer, on a dare by her friends at a club, ends up blindfolded making her way across the club kissing a complete stranger, and enjoying it! This s much to Jennifer's horror as she has recently got engaged to her long term partner, Bradley. Shocked at herself she is in for a further shock when she walks into her meeting with her new boss, Blake, and is instantly attracted to him. However despite finding him attractive she is loyal to her incredibly dull, cheapskate, passionless fiancé (can you tell I don't like him). Blake on the other hand is hooked by her, he recognises her as the girl who stumbled her way across a club blindfolded and kissed him! The one that he can't get out of his head!!
The two work together on a porn channel (oh, sorry did I forget to mention that bit!) and the chemistry between the pair is undeniable. Bradley's encounter with Blake was priceless, Bradley is a dentist and Blake goes there as a client. Keep in mind that he has gone there to weigh up the competition the encounter was always going to be a good one!
This is left on a cliffhanger ending, one that some may not be comfortable in reading (but trust me when I say that the issue is somewhat resolved at the beginning of book 2) but rest assured that Blake comes to the rescue. I cannot wait to see how Blake manages to overcome the obstacles to get the women that he cares for, will he get past Jennifer's perception of him as a player and the fact that she is loyal, perhaps to a fault, of her fiancé.
Please note I was given a copy of the book in exchange for an honest review.
That Man 2
Synopsis
The romantic tension between Blake Burns and Jennifer McCoy heats up in this highly anticipated sequel to THAT MAN 1.
Still engaged to her college boyfriend, Jennifer finds herself more and more attracted to her sexy as sin boss yet has no clue he’s that man she kissed blindfolded in a game of Truth or Dare. Unable to suppress her feelings, she wonders: is fantasizing about your boss a form of cheating?
Meanwhile, Blake, a player who’s never had a relationship, has no clue how to get to first base with Jennifer. Determined to prove that her fiancé, Bradley Wick, DDS, is a dweeb and definitely the wrong man for her, he puts Operation Dickwick into full force. No holds barred.
An unforgettable weekend in Vegas and an unexpected discovery change the game for both of them—for better and for worse.
Excerpt
With a satisfied smirk, he lifted me up against the upholstered wall and growled, “Now wrap your arms and legs around me.”
He was my boss. Still in my stilettos, I did as he asked. I held my breath as he nudged the crown of his hot cock into my center. We were perfectly lined up. Slowly, he slid it inside me, stretching me, until he filled me to the hilt. My fingernails dug into the fabric of his jacket, and I winced with sweet pain. Holy shit! I thought he was going to split me open.
“Am I hurting you?”
“No,” I said as my muscles relaxed and got used to his size.
“Christ, tiger, you’re so tight and wet. I want to fuck you so badly.” His eyes burned into mine. “I’m going to show you what it’s like to be fucked and by a man who knows how.”
I absorbed his words, absorbed his girth. He was so different from Bradley. So hot, so full, so big. So divine! Gripping my bottom, he began to pound into me. I clung to his biceps and tugged at his hair, unable to suppress my moans. My hips rocked with his. I knew I should be thinking about the consequences of my actions, but any logical thought at the moment was impossible.
“Do you like this?” he breathed.
“Yes.”
Oh yes!
Good girl, bad girl. It no longer mattered. With each forceful thrust, he was pushing me over the edge. Creating exquisite sensations inside me I’d never experienced before. A pressure, so electrifying, so intense I was seeing stars of Bethlehem.
“Do you want to come?”
“Yes. Oh please, yes!
Yes, yes,
YES! I fisted the lapels of his velvet blazer.
He pumped harder, faster, rubbing against my clit with each unrelenting stroke. His breaths came in pants. My own pants gave way to whimpers. I was desperately craving a release.
“Don’t hold back,” he growled between gritted teeth. “I want to hear you roar, tiger. The room is soundproof.”
All it took was a squeeze of my clit. “Come for Santa,” he breathed into my mouth.
With a roar of his name so loud it echoed, I imploded. Tears leaked from my eyes as fierce waves of ecstasy swept through my body. A moment later, he let out his own primal roar. His hot pulsing cock exploded inside me, soaking me with his release, as I shuddered around him.
Through the speakers, “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas” piped into the chamber. Spent, Blake rested his glistening sweat-laced forehead against mine as I clung to him. His breathing calmed. I was still shuddering and sobbing softly.
“Merry Christmas, tiger,” Blake whispered in my ear.
“Merry Christmas.”
Christmas had come early.
I HEART BOOKS REVIEW
Review of: That Man (book 2) by Nelle L’Amour
Reviewer: Jennifer Ballam
Stars: 5
That Man Just Gets Better
With how the way that book 1 ended I was wondering how the story would progress. Boy was I not disappointed!! We knew that Blake was coming to the rescue but what transpires between them from this point is lovely. I must admit to feeling frustrated with Jennifer in this book, she clearly has feelings for Blake and the disinterest that her fiancé is showing should be a clear indication that something is wrong….
With the focus groups for the mini-series that Jennifer is championing being held in Vegas the phrase what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas could hold some promising situations! Alas no, they hold the focus groups for women that love erotica/romance novels (although I was a bit worried that the hardcore ladies read 4 or more a month, I read 4 or more a week!), have a bit of a gamble and have a go at drunken karaoke (oh I suppose that this part should stay in Vegas!). Jennifer during this trip is insanely jealous of all the female attention that Blake gets and things come to a head when she finds him by the pool.
By things coming to a head I mean that Blake decides to come clean as to who he is, That Man (or how Blake is thinking of himself thatman (replace t with a b and you’ll get the idea)). Things may have happened with Jennifer’s fiancé too, Bradley but you’ll have to read the story to find that part out.
I loved Blake in this one and his family are fantastic. I can’t wait to see what happens after all the events in this book, will they get together in the end, will those with a grudge get in the way and if so what will they do? Yup, you get the idea that I’m a bit excited for the final instalment!!
Please note that I was given a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
That Man3
Synopsis
The steamy and suspenseful conclusion to the bestselling THAT MAN trilogy!
Let’s cut to the chase. A sweet little Midwestern girl with a dimpled smile had shown me there was a connection between my cock and my heart. She was in my bloodstream bringing them together. Making me feel emotions and sensations I’d never felt with anyone.
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The Kiss had changed everything. This painting had turned my heart upside down and torn me apart. I could no longer deny my feelings. I missed him for only one reason. I was in love.
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Blake and Jennifer finally succumb to their passion and are unable to get enough of one another. A shocking discovery, however, threatens to pull them apart. And danger looms.
Will the two of them survive an outside force that promises to bring their love to a cruel and tragic end ?
AN EXCERPT: Blake is up to his shenanigans, but there's so much more!
"Blake! What are you doing here?” she gasped as I made my way to her bed after kicking shut the door and locking it.
“What does it look like? I’m getting into bed with you,” I responded, squeezing into her tiny twin bed before she had a chance to notice my hard on. I snuggled next to her. Man, this bed was barely big enough for one person, let alone two.
“You can’t sleep here! What if my parents come in?”
“They won’t, and besides, I’ve locked the door.”
“What if I still say no? Are you going to fuck me into submission?”
My cock flexed and a cocky smile curled on my lips. “That’s Plan B.”
Her eyes widened. “What’s Plan A?”
One of my hands came up from under the cover. In it was a small gift box wrapped in hot pink paper and topped off with a small silver bow. I had kept it hidden behind my back when I’d crept into her room.
“What’s that?”
“It’s just a small Christmas present.”
A combination of guilt and curiosity flickered in her green-as-a-Christmas-tree eyes. “You’re making me feel bad. I don’t have anything else to give you. I mean , I didn’t know—”
I cut her off. “Don’t worry, you’ll be giving me what I wished for on Christmas shortly. Now, open it up.”
“It’s from Gloria’s Secret,” she commented, noticing the famous GS logo on the paper. “Is it some sexy piece of lingerie?”
While that would have been a fine gift too, one I would have bit off her sweet ass, this one was way more creative. And it was going to be way more fun.
“No. Just open it.” She was making my cock twitch with anticipation. I watched as she carefully tore off the wrapping. She stared blankly at the package. “What is this, Blake?”
“It’s a toy. You can’t have Christmas without getting a toy.”
“My Secret Vibrating Egg?”
“It’s a sex toy. You’re going to love playing with it. Open the package.”
She fumbled getting the box opened. I think I already had her aroused.
She lifted the sparkly little pink egg out of the carton and examined it.
“I was almost going to get you a regular vibrator, but then I remembered how much you seemed to enjoy eggs when we had breakfast together at the beach.”
“I do love eggs.” She smiled sheepishly, still studying the toy. “How do you use this?”
My face lit up and my cock stirred. The fun was about to begin.
Excerpt
Blake, always full of surprises, had one more in store for me before the New Year dawned. The Jacuzzi. Big enough to accommodate a dozen people, it was built into an expansive deck outside the house.
Our bare bodies buried in the bubbly water, Blake sat close to me. One strapping arm curled around my shoulders while the hand of the other held a lit cigar. The stars and the full moon sparkled overhead in the blackened sky. The steamy water gurgled while Céline Dion piped through hidden speakers, and in the near distance, I could hear the waves of the ocean softly ebb and flow. The intense warm jets of water sprayed my upper back and between my thighs, feeling so tingly good. I was in love, lust, and paradise. It couldn’t get more magical than this.
“Tiger, do you mind if I smoke this cigar?” Blake asked, already blowing out a puff of smoke. “It’s kind of a New Year’s tradition.”
I inhaled. The smell of the tobacco mixing with the salty sea air was heady. To my surprise, I loved it. I took the cigar from him and put it to my mouth. I inhaled and choked.
“No problem,” I coughed out, reaching for my flute of champagne. I took a calming sip.
“Stop showing off,” he laughed, taking the cigar back in his hand. He inhaled another puff and I glared at him. Mesmerized by the way he held the cigar between his long fingers and sucked on the tip, drawing in his cheeks and lowering his eyes. Equally sexy was the way he pursed his kissable lips and blew out the smoke.
“You know, baby. My father once told me a fine cigar is like a fine woman. You have to warm her before you assault her.”
His words made my heart flutter. “Blake, when was the first time you knew you loved me?” I asked as a ring of smoke mingled with the steam from the Jacuzzi.
He placed the cigar on a close by ashtray and turned to face me. His eyes glinted in the moonlight. Damn he was beautiful. And oh so sexy. He twirled my damp ponytail with his hand.
“It could have been love at first sight. When you kissed me blindfolded at my club. Something changed in me. Then after the Springer thing, I knew if something happened to you, I couldn’t live. You’re my air, baby. I need you to breathe.”
A trail of sparks blazed through my body. He loved me right from the beginning. He repeated my question.
Tracing his soft lips, I said, “Vegas. When I danced with you.” Ironically, a Céline Dion version of “The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face,” the song we danced to, was piping through the hidden speakers. Maybe he’d intentionally programmed it. I shifted a little and the powerful jet beneath me stimulated my clit.
He tugged at my ponytail. “It took you that long?” His voice was playfully miffed.
I twisted a smile. No, it hadn’t. The truth: I think I’d loved him the minute my mouth set down on his in that game of Truth or Dare too. I’d felt the earth move in my heart. Maybe it was lust. It didn’t matter because I wasn’t going to tell him.
We imbibed some champagne and glanced up at the starry sky. My head rested on his rugged chest.
“Jennifer, do you know why the moon and the stars shine?”
I shook my head. The words of the beautiful song were affecting me. The jets were affecting me. He was affecting me. Desire was bubbling inside me. “Why?”
Because they’re making love to the sky.”
“Lighting it up,” I replied dreamily, my eyes focused on the many constellations above us.
He drew me closer. Passion sparked in his eyes. “Jennifer McCoy, you are my moon and shining star. My universe.”
In a breath, I was sitting on top of him. Riding him to the heavens. Lighting him up. Lighting myself up.
We came together like comets flaring and whispered, in unison, three celestial words.
“I love you.”
I HEART BOOKS REVIEW
Review of: That Man (book 3) by Nelle L’Amour
Reviewer: Jennifer Ballam
Stars: 5
I’m going to get my fan girl moment out of the way 1st!!! O.M.G I LOVED THIS SERIES. Now that is out the way let me do a quick recap, spoilerish free. We have Blake who heads SIN-TV, a porn channel, who while at a bar is approached by a blindfolded girl in a bar who requests a kiss. He can’t get said girl out of his head when in she walks to be his new employee, that employee is Jennifer. Jennifer is engaged to Bradley, a dentist, who Blake affectionately nicknames ‘dickwick’. Blake and Jennifer’s feelings grow for one another but she will not cheat on her fiancé. Bradley and Jennifer break up and she gets together, for one night, with Blake. This is where book 3 picks up. (I missed A LOT from this summery!!!).
After what Blake does in book 2 to break things up with Jennifer and Dickwick, I mean Bradley, you knew that it was going to come back to bite Blake in the arse, and it does. The lesson learned when Blake gets caught is don’t be an idiot and get rid of all incriminating videos off of electronics owned by you! You know that their love will endure this but it was nice seeing how the author made this play out.
At one point I must say that I was thinking that the Don Springer storyline had ended and thought that more could have been done in this regard. Thankfully I wasn’t disappointed! The twist that was thrown in I really did not see coming.
I love Blake’s gran in this, I think that all of us would, in equal measure, love and hate to have a gran like her!! Jennifer’s dad I also liked. He is the kind of dad that anyone would be proud to have as a father and how he behaves after he discovers their relationship is brilliant. It is the best series that I have ever read but it is one of those books that you can’t help but fall in love with. It is light hearted to make you laugh out loud (the way that Blake calls his manhood Mr Burns had me sniggering) and yet the book has serious elements too. This means that you love the characters and wish them well.
Please note that I was given a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
About The Author
Nelle L’Amour is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Los Angeles with her Prince Charming-ish husband, twin teenage princesses, and a bevy of royal pain-in-the-butt pets. A former executive in the entertainment and toy industries with a prestigious Humanitus Award to her credit, she gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago but still enjoys playing with toys with her husband. While she writes in her PJs, she loves to get dressed up and pretend she’s Hollywood royalty.
Her books include the highly rated Seduced by the Park Avenue Billionaire Boxed Set, Undying Love, Gloria’s Secret, Gloria’s Revenge and the That Man trilogy. Gloria’s Forever, a novella, will be published in Spring 2014.
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