My Thoughts
Gavin moves to North Carolina to finish his book and escape painful reminders of his loss in London. He is drowning the pain with alcohol and has isolated himself from the world. He hires Savannah to clean his house and is quite the jerk to her even though he is very attracted to her. Savannah is a photographer, but works cleaning houses to make ends meet. Gavin rubs her the wrong way yet she falls for him. Now Gavin is a world class naughty talker for sure and when he and Savannah get together it is combustible hot. I love that she nicknames him Filthy since he calls her Sweet. They have such chemistry together. My heart broke for Gavin when he shared about his loss and I wanted to punch him in the face when he ran.
I so love the Last Call series!
Sawyer sure can write about these delicious men and the women they fall for.
I give Sugar on the Edge 5 hearts!
About the Book
He’s utterly alone…
Tortured and existing in a dark spiral of despair, bestselling
British author, Gavin Cooke, has come to the Outer Banks of North Carolina to
escape the seedy lifestyle he had been living in London and in a desperate
attempt to regain his writing focus. He’s twisted, bitter and angry at the
world. He’s a loner… needing not a single thing other than his Scotch and a
laptop upon which he can bang out his next erotic, dark thriller.
She’s running in place and getting
nowhere…
Savannah Shepherd’s life is falling apart. Her dream of being a
wildlife photographer seems a distant memory and she’s barely able to make ends
meet. Driving herself forward with no clear goals apparent, she’s about ready
to pack up her bags and head home with her tail between her legs.
Two unlikely lovers…
He’s raw, forceful and a dirty talker. She’s a flowers and
romance type of girl. Yet within each other, they find a mutual craving that
can only be satisfied by giving in to their desires for one another.
Lust turns into something more… something they were not looking
for but tentatively accept. Will it be enough to push them past the obstacles
of Gavin’s bitter past?
*SUGAR ON THE EDGE can be read as a stand-alone*
Excerpt
He smiles at me then, and it’s the most brilliant
smile I’ve seen on his face yet. He reaches his hand across the table at me,
and I release my napkin to take it. “Now that that’s out of the way, tell me
your secret.”
“My secret?” I ask in confusion.
“The secret you said you would tell me maybe someday,”
he reminds me while stroking his thumb over the back of my hand.
“Oh, that,” I say with immediate understanding. “It’s
not all that interesting.”
“It must be if it’s a secret,” he prompts.
“It’s not really a secret. It’s public knowledge, just
not something I talk about.”
“Yet, you told Brody about it.”
“He’s my friend… my closest.”
“I’m betting Brody was never as close to you as I was
this morning… when I was deep inside your body.”
I pull my hand away and glare at him. “Why do you
always try to shock me with your sexual innuendos?”
“Love,” Gavin drawls in that sexy, English accent.
“That wasn’t innuendo. That was pure fact… I was deep inside your body this
morning, feeling every inch of your sweet pussy surrounding me.”
“Stop it,” I hiss at him across the table.
He leans back in his chair slowly, giving me a
calculated smile. Drumming his fingers on the table, he says, “It’s time for
you to stop being shy with me, Sweet. I know you inside and out now.”
“You don’t know anything about me,” I counter.
“I know plenty. I know you’re unbelievably sweet, kind,
and caring. I know you have an amazing work ethic. I know you’re smart and
funny, and you’re fucking sexy as hell. I also know that you’re a risk taker
and that you are nothing like I first
thought you were. I know you’re private and timid, but when you get angry, you
stand up for yourself. I know your body feels amazing wrapped around me, and I
know that I want to feel it again… tonight as a matter of fact. I know that I
love to hear you scream in pleasure, and I know my cock is aching for you right
this very minute. If I thought you’d let me, I’d pull you into the bathroom
right now and fuck you standing in one of the stalls, hopefully while someone
came in, and we’d have to be very quiet so as not to get caught. And I know…
without a doubt, you’d scream anyway, regardless of the danger.”
Heat courses through my body, along with gratification
that he does know quite a bit about me already. That means he was looking at
far more than just my tits and ass, and he has found appreciation outside of
those things that normally a man would notice about a woman.
“Now, tell me your secret,” he commands.
About
the Author
USA Today Best-Selling author,
Sawyer Bennett, is a snarky southern woman and reformed trial lawyer who
decided to finally start putting on paper all of the stories that were floating
in her head. She is married to a mobster (well, a market researcher) and they
have two big, furry dogs who hog the bed. Sawyer would like to report she
doesn’t have many weaknesses but can be bribed with a nominal amount of milk
chocolate.
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