Foxylutely Books!: New Release Review | The Hitchhiker by Charlie Lee

Thursday, 16 March 2017

New Release Review | The Hitchhiker by Charlie Lee | #NEW #Review #MC #RomanticSuspense

Title: The Hitchhiker

Author: Charlie Lee
Genre: MC Romantic Suspense
Release Date: 15 March 2017

Synopsis

"You can run, but can you hide?"

Life was perfect.

I was on top of the world winning one case after the other leaving no survivors in the wake of my devastation. They may see a pair of long legs in Louboutin heels, but remember my name when I'm finished with them.

Caitlin Winslow, the best, cut-throat defense lawyer in California.

I never play to lose.

It's not in my DNA.

The actions of ethics don't exist in my domain.

Satan, my father, who shaped my life turns up dead. Kill shot to the back of the head in his sleep. The people who murdered him aren't stopping with his death. They're after me.

I ran in the dark of night. Karma that evil bitch meets me step by step and forced me to stick out my thumb on the side of the lonely highway. I'm now the HITCHHIKER begging for redemption.

Oh, how life has a funny way of smacking you in the face.

Katch Sterling storms into my life, and now I'm in his car.

Broody.

Dark.

All-man

My complete opposite.

Who would've thought my world would come full circle on that lonely highway with a hired killer...

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Review

It was the title that drew me into this one and then the blurb sealed it as it sounded right up my street for a fabulous read. Unfortunately it did not live up to my own hype.

Caitlin is a kick ass lawyer and has built her way to the top. Her relationship with her father is none existent although it is partly down to him of who she is today. After the loss of her mother some sixteen years previously, she lost the side of her with hope and love. Fast forward six months and her father has been murdered and now her house has been trashed. Linking the two together she gets out of town fast. When her car breaks down and she sets off walking, she has no luck with thumbing a lift. After the final asswipe drives past and ignores her she scream obscenities at the car. When it screeches in reverse back to her, her life as she knew it is about to change. Massively.

Katch is a killer for hire and one mean son of a bitch. His handsome but rugged features hide the inner darkness he holds onto that makes him so good at what he does. When the screaming woman has him picking her up off the roadside he knows this sassy woman is going to be trouble.

When I started reading this I was eager to see how it took shape but my first impression was annoyance at how the two main characters were talking to each other. I’m all up for a bit of sass and alpha egotistical hotness but it went way over the top at times. Then there were instances I thought I had missed something in the story as things were brought in way off centre such as the connection to the MC and her cousin. Huh? What? When? How? As for the best friend yet they hadn’t been close since teenage years and she has last seen her ‘best friend ever’ over three years ago? Hmm. Anyhow I progressed to hopefully be given a bit more of the background of how this all took place.

When Caitlin reveals her dilemma then Katch is quick to go into alpha mode and she is taken under his protection in his house. By this time there was a glimpse of the attraction between them but as soon as they get to his house he ends up getting a BJ from a club whore who happens to be his cleaner and obviously Caitlin sees this. First big argument between them occurs, then she starts to ignore him. When he takes off for a couple of weeks something happens and I know other reviewers have yelled out the cheating card, for me it didn’t really bother me as they weren’t really together at this stage but when Caitlin never even gets to know about this then I was left wondering why it was included?

The backstory was interesting and did have a touch of mystery and suspense around her father’s death. As this carried on though it felt as if each revelation was an add on. There was no leading the reader into a path of where this was going and it was all a case of who? What? and where? again. It just needed a smoother transition into the storyline.

I did feel the intensity between Caitlin and Katch and there were some tender and touching moments as well as some funny one liners. However it was the connection that was missing for me.

There was a curveball brought in near the end that I didn’t see coming so that was a good surprise. The reaction of Caitlin could have been a little more heart wrenching and more emotional though.

Overall I did enjoy the read and there were lots of erotic action between the pairing but there were a few gaps and the flow was a little bit stilted. A few tweaks and this could have been so much more. For the sex, sass, alpha and kick ass, I give this a three and a half stars.

ARC kindly provided by the authors to Foxylutely Books blog in exchange for an honest review

Excerpt

NSFW

We don’t have a thing in common, and yet here I sit, turning my car around after she begged me to please take her to the Starbucks we just passed. What the hell is wrong with me? I have no clue what it is about her that has me tied up in knots I can’t slip out of. If I don’t tone my shit down now, she’ll be pulling me along from the rope attached to my dick.

“Welcome to Starbucks, may I take your order?”

“Get your ass over here and tell her what you want,” I instruct.

“Quit being so bossy.” I’m about ready to show her how bossy I can be when she unfastens her seatbelt, hangs half her body over the bench seat with her palms planted on the leather console, and gives me a view of her tits. Fuck me. Her cleavage is spilling out of her black lace bra. Her fucking tits are perfect, and if I have anything to say about it, it won’t be long before they are in my mouth and my dick is sliding in between them. My cum would make the perfect fucking necklace right under her face.

“Um. You can pull up now,” she says, eyeing me with her tell-all eyes. She knew exactly what I was doing, and she instigated it.

I am so fucked when her luscious lips quirk up into a devious smile. Damn her.

“You pull a stunt like that again, and I won’t hesitate to rip that shirt off of you.”

“I’d like to see you try,” she challenges.

I don’t reply, not until I pull up and pay the lady who shakily takes the money out of my hand without looking at me.

Caitlin starts laughing her cute little ass off when I hand her coffee and tuck the change in my pocket.

“What the fuck you laughing at now?”

“You.

That lady heard everything you said. I’m sure of it.”

“I don’t give a shit. What I do give a shit about is you flashing me your tits. You keep that shit up, and I’m skipping Target. Taking you to my place and cuffing you to my bed. I’ll fuck those giggles right out of you and won’t stop until you’re raw and passed out. Now, drink that shit.”

Hollywood clutches the cup of coffee in one hand while the other stays planted on the leather bench seat. Her tongue darts out licking her bottom lip. She’s fucking feeling me as much as I am her. We both want to fucking ravage each other, that much is clear. It’s fucked up and a mystery that I can’t even start to solve.

Her bottom lip is glistening with the wetness of her mouth. Yeah. I’m fucking that, too. I suddenly have a powerful urge to taste her, but hell if I’ll reward her fucking little stunt. I run the pad of my thumb along her bottom lip, soaking up her taste. Caitlin freezes at my touch. Her breath hitches. She stares at me, waiting for my next move. Slowly and without breaking eye contact, I bring my thumb to my mouth and taste her.

It’s gut instinct when my eyes close and I fight to keep in a moan. The sweetest of sweet tastes glides over my taste buds. Big mistake. I lean down and finally open my eyes with my forearm brushing up against her tits and whisper over her lips.

“Remember my fucking promise.” I pause for a beat. “Because it will happen.”

I sit back down in the driver’s seat not looking back over to the woman who has my dick straining painfully against my zipper. The thought of one layer between us doesn’t help fucking matters, so I focus on the road ahead.

Caitlin sits quietly in her seat on the short drive. She sips her coffee, and I’d bet a fucking ton of money she’s wet as hell, dying for some friction between her long fucking legs. Again, not one thought helps my hard dick calm down.

I kill the engine and go to step out of the car.

“Money.”

Caitlin looks over to me. “ I need money.”

“Get the fuck out, Hollywood.”

When she listens and doesn’t resort to her arguing, I know I have her strung taut with the need to be fucked properly. Guarantee the stuffy suits have never taken this woman the way I will.