Title: Big Mountain
Author: Penny Wylder
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: 13 August 2018
Blurb
Our night of passion was unforgettable.
I'd have loved more time with her, but she was a city girl passing through my lonely mountain village, only here to take photos of our festival.
She had no reason to return. So when she shows up again months later, I'm stunned.
Turns out her job sent her back with some unfinished business. I'd love another taste, but she says she's done with me and plans to leave ASAP.
I'm not about to argue...
Until I find out that she's pregnant from our one-night-stand.
And once I know that she's carrying my child inside of her?
I'm never going to let her go.
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Review
Big Mountain is a secret baby romance and a fairly quick paced read.
Jenna meets Gil when she goes to a small town to cover the local festival for her job as a photographer. Gil is a local carpenter who is instantly attracted to the gorgeous woman walking the stalls. The two quickly hook up and after a night of explosive passion each go their own way and Jenna goes back home. However an unfortunate incident occurred on the night which leads to Jenna going back to speak to the local police.
This was an erotic but suspenseful romance. To be fair the suspense was fairly light and I instantly guessed who the perpetrator was although there was a curve ball thrown in later to surprise me.
I liked the interaction between Jenna and Gil and could easily identify the off the charts chemistry from the start. I loved both characters and how in a relatively short read that the relationship development was fully explored.
If you love small town romances with some hot action, a secret baby and a touch of suspense thrown in then this is one I would recommend. Four stars.
Excerpt
He’s finished heating up the place now, and he crosses to me until his huge frame blocks the doorway I’m standing in. This close, I can feel the heat, but not from the stoves. It comes off his body, radiating from him like the summer sun. I step closer, until we’re chest-to-chest, and I’m gazing up into those bright eyes of his, mesmerized, entranced.
“I can see what you mean,” I admit, my voice softer now than it was back at the bonfire when we fired flirty, suggestive comments back and forth at one another. “I like it here too.”
“Do you now?” His hands are on me again, but touching me lightly this time, teasing. He trails a fingertip up my arm, then back down, leaving a trail of tingles in his wake, the fire stoking inside me to an almost unbearable degree. I feel like another one of his wood stoves. He knows just how to coax the flames in me. “I haven’t even shown you proper Bailey hospitality yet.” From the smirk on his mouth, I can guess what he means.
Still, I ask anyway. “What exactly does that entail?”
“Well.” He bends closer, eyes trapping mine, until his mouth hovers just inches away from my lips. “First, it would involve escorting you to my bedroom. Then…” His gaze breaks away, drips down my neck to my shirt.
“I’d have to take off all those clothes of yours.”
A shiver traces its way along my spine. “I see. And then?”
“Then, I’d want you spread-eagled across my bed.” He dips toward me, and I shut my eyes, lips parted in anticipation of a kiss. But he slides right past my mouth, presses his cheek to mine once more, his breath hot on my ear. “After which I’ll be tasting every…” He catches my lobe between his lips, swirls his tongue around my earring, then kisses that soft, tender spot right beneath my ear, where it meets my neck. A spot that always makes me swoon. My knees feel weak under me. “… Inch of you,” he murmurs. His lips kiss down my neck to my collarbone, to the edge just visible under my shirt.
I rock toward him, unable to help myself, my hands drifting up to grip his shoulders for balance. “Mm,” I manage to say, distracted by his lips, his tongue edging along my neck. “And after you’re… satisfied with tasting?” I catch my breath, because he stops kissing my neck then, and draws back and with one finger under my chin, lifts my face toward his.
“I doubt I’d ever be satisfied with you,” he murmurs, a grin on his mouth. “But once I’ve made you come enough times that you can hardly catch your breath?” His eyes light up, because I have to catch my breath again, this time in a breathy little gasp. “Well, then I’ll fuck you, Jenna.” His hands slide down from my waist, caressing my hips on their way to my ass, which he grabs with both hands, hard enough to lift me half an inch off the floor, and pressing my hips against his, where his stiff cock still digs into my belly, harder than a steel rod.
“All. Night. Long.”
The Author
A USA Today bestselling author and a number one Amazon bestselling author, Penny Wylder writes what you'd expect-- wild romances.
Happily Ever Afters are always better when they're a little dirty, so if you're looking for a page turner that will make you feel naughty in all the right places, jump right in and leave your panties at the door!
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