Wednesday, April 22, 2015

(Big Girls Do It #7)
Author: Jasinda Wilder
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I was finally fulfilling my life-long dream of studying at Oxford University in England. I had a thesis. I had an apartment. The one thing I didn’t have was time for a man. Especially not one as sexy and intriguing and distracting as Ian Stirling. Okay, I mean, maybe I did have a little time for a man. After all, it’s not every day a ripped British sex-god sweeps you off your feet and does dirty, delicious things to you. 

Again and again. And again.

For days. 

The problem is, Ian was just supposed to be a hunky distraction, but now my heart is craving him like my mouth craves cupcakes.

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I let him pull my hips backward yet more, so now I was bent at the waist, leaning forward, my ass presented to Ian. I wasn’t quite breathing, taking short, shallow, sharp gasps of anticipation. 
“Close your eyes.”
I shut them. “Okay.”
“Tell me what you want me to do right now.” His voice was a low murmur in my ear, his erection nestled between the globes of my ass. 
I pushed back against his ass; the words fuck me on the tip of my tongue. But then I realized I didn’t want that, just yet. I wanted something else.
So I asked for it. A simple thing, but with an acquiescence new to me. 
“Spank me, Ian.” 
SMACK! “You like that, do you?”
I lurched forward when his hand cracked across the left globe of my ass, leaving it tremoring and stinging. “Yeah, I do.” 
“Has anyone ever spanked you before, Nina?”
“No. Only you, Ian.”
SMACK! The right cheek, now. And then his fingers slid between my thighs, speared gently into my wet cleft and scissored within me. I gasped, and my knees buckled. Another loud slap to my left ass cheek, timed to a press of his fingers against my clit, and I fell forward so my forehead thunked against the door.
I cried out in ecstasy, ready for the next smack to my right cheek. But when it came, it was on the same side, and was followed by a soft, gently smoothing circle of his palm, soothing the stinging flesh, and I let out a moan. Which was quickly turned into a shriek as Ian scissored his fingers deep inside me and slapped me on the right side, quick, hard, and unexpected. Again. A third time on the same side, and now my flesh there was really starting to smart and I was on the verge of asking him to stop, but then he gave me a third smack and drove his fingertips in and curled them, slid them in and out, creating wet suction sounds, and I felt like I was being ripped in two, sliced open by a sudden rush of clenching heat made all the more delicious somehow for the sweet slight sting of pain on my rear. I let out a breathless moan and Ian switched to the other side, smacking my left globe and finger-fucking me in time with the SMACK—SMACK—SMACK of his big hard hand against my stinging, trembling skin.
An orgasm of continental proportions tore through me, ripping a scream from my lungs, and as I came—knees buckling, breasts swaying and nipples tight, taut, and achingly hard—Ian plunged his cock into me and I lost my breath, lost my capacity to even scream.

FGBB Review

5 Big Lovin’ Stars – Hold Onto Those Panties Ladies, Ian Stirling is Here. 

“My heart stopped and my mouth went dry. Well, hello Mr. Chunk o’Hunk.” 

Nina Herrera is about to set off on the biggest adventure of her life, she’s been accepted to Oxford University, where she’ll be studying for a Master’s Degree in Literature, her passion. Taking a huge leap of faith and leaving her family and friends behind to travel across the world is exciting, thrilling, liberating and terrifying for Nina. Though the move isn’t the only thing terrifying Nina she has a very real and serious fear of flying. After boarding her plane and settling into seat, she’s surprised and delighted when the sexiest man, she's ever laid eyes on, settling into the seat right next to her.

“Don’t look away. Don’t let it get away. Don’t run.” 

Ian Stirling is the man that Nina never saw coming. Sliding into his seat, smelling and looking positively divine, Nina is now feeling blessed, flustered, flushed and still terrified of flying. Bonding almost instantly over their mutual fear of flying, these two have that insta-spark, and it’s entertaining as hell to experience. The banter, the flirting, the smirking, and all that sexual tension makes for a very interesting lead into what is now guaranteed to be a very sexy, very enjoyable read. From them debating men wearing Band-Aids, pink Hello Kitty ones to be exact, to their feelings regarding real men carrying umbrellas and using hand lotion, I was snickering from the very start. 

“He smiled at me, and if I hadn’t been sitting down, my panties might have fallen off.” 

The tangible desire that simmers between Nina and Ian is decedent and so delicious, I had flushed cheeks, and found myself shifting restlessly in my seat more than once. Ian is a take charge, take the leap kind of guy, whereas Nina is a planner, a labeller, obsess about it till it makes her nuts type of girl. Total opposite personality types, but where they are totally in sync, is in their desire and attraction to each other. Nina is shocked and amazed that such a dreamy specimen could be not only interested in her, but pursuing her openly after only having met her hours before. Ian sees a beautiful, funny, intelligent woman that he has a very real desire to spend more time with and of course pleasure her in ways no man has before.

“I realized this could spell something beautiful…or something heartbreaking. Maybe both.” 

Jasinda Wilder gives us yet another erotic and sexy read, perfectly written with expertly placed humor, layered emotions, and enough drama to keep you hooked from the beginning. Her characters are fabulous, giving us a sexy alpha man to swoon, sigh and pant over, but most important, a strong female character that is not supermodel thin or surgically enhanced. Nina represents most women, real women with curves and insecurities, but also an attitude that says love for me, the way I am or shove off. I loved Nina, I’m not going to lie, I did want to smack her upside her pretty head more than once, but that being said she is real. I understood her struggles, her doubts, her fears. 

Ian, oh Ian, Ian, Ian, I fell totally in love with him, from the first moment he smirked at Nina on that plane. Charming as the devil himself, with a naughty mouth and a sexy accent, a body that won't quit and some skills that all men should sit up and take notes on, he’s everything you could ever want in a book boyfriend. Ian's a keeper. 

I loved this book from start to finish, I highly recommend picking up, Big Love Abroad, truthfully you can never go wrong with a Jasinda Wilder novel, she never fails to deliver the goods. *wink* *wink*

“Nothing is ever simple, Nina. It’s how you deal with the complications that defines who you are.”

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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Jasinda Wilder is a Michigan native with a penchant for titillating tales about sexy men and strong women. When she’s not writing, she’s probably shopping, baking, or reading. 

Some of her favorite authors include Nora Roberts, JR Ward, Sherrilyn Kenyon, Liliana Hart and Bella Andre. 

She loves to travel and some of her favorite vacations spots are Las Vegas, New York City and Toledo, Ohio. 

You can often find Jasinda drinking sweet red wine with frozen berries and eating a cupcake. 

Jasinda is represented by Kristin Nelson of the Nelson Literary Agency.

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