expected was a one-night stand with Clay Davis she can’t stop thinking about.
So when she falls on hard times and Clay comes out of nowhere to her rescue, she realizes just how impossible it’ll be to stay away from him. Now all she has to do is convince him to live a little…. Will Clay be able to give up the reins and finally settle down? And, more importantly, will Caroline muster enough courage to lasso him up?
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Release Date: December 19, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Once again, Harper Sloan has brought me to my knees with her beautiful writing and exquisite romance. Cowboy up is the third book in the Coming Home series and tells the story of the oldest Davis brother, Clayton. If you have read the two previous books in the series you will remember him as being the broody older brother with no intention of finding love. But, as we have come to expect in romance, fate has other plans for these men who don't feel like they need to find love to be happy. Now, while this is typical within the genre, Sloan's books are far more epic then reformed bad boy finding love. The emotion, build-up, and feeling of undying love is shown in the most beautiful ways and readers are likely to feel every breath and every moment of their love. I have said it before and I will say it again, her books (specifically in this series) are FILLED with honest and raw emotion and they stand apart from any other romance book I have ever read before. I have fallen deeply in love with the authors books after reading this series and I plan to continue reading all her books in the future based on it.
** Please, Please, PLEASE write a spin-off of this series featuring the couples children. I can see some amazing friends to lovers romance in the future (crosses fingers) **
Without going into the plot, I will give a light overview of what readers can expect when they grab a copy of Cowboy Up. First, you're going to meet some amazing cowboys (and one cowgirl) with hearts bigger then the country. These men (and Quinn), although hesitant to find love, are going to find it in the most unexpected ways. The buildup to all of their relationships is pretty easy and uncomplicated, but external forces will play a part in their likelihood of a future. This book in particular has a bit of suspense added to the mix, so readers should be aware of this, but other than that, the plot is simple but powerful.
The characters in the book are utterly amazing. I love their hearts, the way they interact with one another, and the sense and close bond of family. Readers hearts are going to SWELL when they feel the powerful bond they all have with one another.
The small town feel in the story is also well told. Readers can expect to feel like they are a part of the community even though there isn't a lot of interaction between the community and these characters. I suppose that in order to feel this you would want to read all three books.
The conflicts in each book (including this one) are all interconnected. Family issues and difficulties with the characters parents play a huge role in their hesitancy and fear of committing, but you'll have to read the stories in order to form a deep understanding of these issues. Just be aware that it can be emotional. We all want to believe that life and families are all hearts, sunshine, and rainbows but some families aren't like that. This book SHOWS that no matter what kind of family you come from that you can overcome it and make your life as meaningful and beautiful as you want.
With that, I loved this book and I LOVE this series as a whole. It's my favorite SERIES of 2017. I hope the author will consider a spin-off (as I mentioned above) because I would love to see new love stories for all the kids.
If you're looking for a book/series to get swept away in, one that will make you FEEL, swoon, and fall hopelessly devoted and in love with then I recommend this one to you.
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I push my hands from his shoulders and palm his jaw as his stubble prickles against my fingers while my hands wander up to his hair. His hat falls to the ground with a thud and I know he’s just as lost in me as I am in him, because he doesn’t even make a move to pick it up. He lets out a deep grunt when I mold myself against his body, seeking some sort of friction. The next thing I know, my back is against the door and he’s gripping my bottom. His mouth hits my jaw with a bite of his teeth, making a squeak of pleasure shoot up my throat, and his deep rumble of laughter reaches my ears as he presses me harder into the door with his hips. The heavy bulge of his erection against that spot makes me so desperate for him that I whimper in relief when his mouth finally closes over mine in a wet tangle of tongues.
I’ve never been kissed so thoroughly.
This is the kind of kiss that sets the bar for any that might follow.
The kind that shows you everything you’ve been missing and everything you never knew you wanted. I’m going to be comparing every kiss I ever have to my dark cowboy’s, even though I know there’s a good chance no one will ever compare. The sounds coming from my mouth, the ones being swallowed by his, are nothing short of needy. My hips move in tandem with the thrusts of his, and even though we’re both fully clothed, I know it won’t take much more of this for me to go off like the town’s fireworks on the Fourth of July.
“Fuck, you taste just like apple pie,” he whispers against my lips, breaking away with a gasp.
“Goddamn, I love apple pie,” he says before his mouth is back on mine, this time with a whole new kind of hunger deepening his kisses.
I’m held captive, enraptured. Then his hands move from my bottom to glide up my torso. He lifts his hard chest off mine and suddenly those delicious fingers are at my breasts. Even if I had big boobs his hands would dwarf them, I’m sure, but as it is he covers both with a firm grasp before adjusting his hold with a deft twist of the wrists. His mouth continues to feast on mine while his huge hands learn my body with slow movements. I tear my mouth from his with a breathy moan when he pushes my shirt up and slips his fingers into the cups of my bra to tweak my nipples.
“Oh, God,” I moan when he does it again.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he rumbles.
“Please,” I beg, not with the slightest clue as to what I’m begging for.
His hips dig even harder into mine as he leans back, supporting me against the door with that connection alone as he pulls my shirt off. The darkness makes me feel more confident than I normally would be, almost half naked with a man—no, a stranger.
“Yours too,” I tell him as his fingers move to unclasp my bra. “I want to feel your skin on mine,” I breathe, taking over the task so he’ll hopefully give me what I want.
I fumble in my haste to feel more of this dangerous arousal he’s creating in my body, but the second my bra is free and dangling toward the floor, his naked chest collides against mine, pushing me into the door with a force that sends the air rushing out of my lungs.
His mouth hits my collarbone at the same time his hands grasp my bottom, sliding me up the door until I feel the wet heat of his breath against my breast.
Then he stops.
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