Author: Kerry Heavens
Series: Not Your Average British Romance #2
Release Date: November 1, 2016
Will Middleton has no clue how much I want him.
He looks at me like I’m an angel,
And all I can think about is how he would look tied to my bed.
He’s the perfect gentleman.
Amazing considering he’s related to The Spencer Ryan.
He is everything Spencer is not. Sensitive, considerate, and unassumingly handsome.
I’d like to show him that’s a good thing.
But he broke my heart once,
and I don’t know if I can let him do it again.
Mags Goldsmith is a beautiful, confident heiress and she seems to want me.
Although she really shouldn’t. I’m not what she needs.
She’s a goddess. And when I say goddess,
I mean erotica writing siren, who knows more than one use for a riding crop.
Everything I thought I knew about her has been rewritten,
And now she’s got me tied up in knots.
She’s everything I’ve ever wanted and more,
I just have to prove I’m worthy.
This is not your average British romance.
It’s a tale of second chances, strap-ons, and of course sex oranges,
All bound up and tied to a bedroom door.
Kerry Heavens has written one heck of a scorching hot story with Will! After meeting Will and Mags in Spencer, I was more than a little intrigued by the undeniable tension and obvious residual feelings that lingered between this former couple. A sucker for second-chance romance, I couldn’t wait to see what made these two characters tick, what broke them, and how they’d find a way to mend. Kerry Heavens took me by complete surprise with Will and Mags’ story, delivering something raw and unapologetically real that gave me all the feels… and then some. A bonus dose of Spencer and Jazz made this novel absolutely sparkle. Their ridiculous antics, shameless PDA, and hilarious banter gave this story the levity it needed to balance Will and Mags’ intensity. I loved having all four of these fantastic characters back in one place. Together they encompass a feeling of family that had me immediately hooked on this great series.
“I have no idea who she is anymore. The last thirty seconds have rewritten everything I thought I knew about her and I’m so turned on it hurts.”
Mags and Will were so very different from Spencer and Jazz and yet their story was equally enthralling. Mags made for a great heroine. I loved seeing this fierce, independent, and confident woman take control of her life and her relationship. As Kerry Heavens developed this character, we got to unravel Mags and peeling back the poised layers to reveal the inner badass was incredibly satisfying. Will, on the other hand, was equally as complex and I absolutely adored the way in which this character came to light over the course of the story. His easy role as Spencer’s mild-mannered and insecure sidekick proved to be the perfect jumping off point for some serious growth. With Mags’ help, Will’s perceived weaknesses proved to be the thing that made him and their relationship so much stronger the second time around. As they settled into their rebooted relationship, Mags and Will continued to explore their new dynamic and eventually evolved together in a way that made them absolute equals. It was this newfound sense of belonging and the courage with which they wholly embraced one another that made my heart swell with love for these two.
“Careful? You make it sound like you use protection against unwanted pregnancy, STDs and the dreaded feels.”
Admittedly, I had a harder time completely connecting with the characters than I did with the first book in the series. A lot of that was because the majority of their relationship seemed to center around their illicit encounters. While I enjoyed the delicious heat and absolute trust that so obviously radiated from each of their interludes, the frequency with which the story fell back on these scenes kept the couple at arm’s length for me. I wanted their relationship to have more emotional depth, and while Kerry Heavens hinted at a more significant connection between them, there were times when the story focused too much on the physical aspect of their relationship for me to really appreciate anything more between them. I also missed the clever integration of social media that we had with Spencer’s book, especially since Mags made such a big deal about Will’s lack of a Twitter account. I kept waiting for them to utilize his new account to build their relationship outside of the bedroom only for the topic to have seemingly disappeared completely.
“I want to find out who I am and who I can be with you.”
Since Will was a second chance romance, there was definitely some catching up to do in order for this story to stand alone and because of the amount of information thrown at the reader right off the bat, it took me a while to get into this one. However, once I was fully immersed in Will and Mags’ world, their story flowed easily and I found myself captivated by this unconventional couple. Will and Mags were certainly every bit the unexpected pair, but when they finally found their groove, they were enchanting in every way. Kerry Heavens has a knack for writing Romantic Comedy, and while there was much less blatant humor in this book, she still made me laugh at all the right moments. Not only were there some seriously great one-liners, but throw in a couple mortifying moments and an awkward encounter or two and Will kept me grinning from beginning to end. Kerry Heavens’ writing is as colorful as ever, perfectly capturing this bold and beautiful love story and serving up some obviously heartfelt emotion for readers to enjoy along with all of the sizzle and sass.
She stares at me. I feel like I’ve bared all and she’s still giving me no clue. I’m just about to pull my arm out of her grasp and walk away, when she leans in and presses her lips to mine.
All my resolve, all my hesitation goes out the window and I have her under me in a split second, pushing my tongue between her parted lips. It’s so unlike me, but I’m only human, I can only take so much longing before I break. Taking what I have needed for so long, I try to put my doubts out of my head. I know I’m not who she needs me to be and I can’t ever be, but right now I don’t care.
I’ve been alone without her. I can’t do it anymore. I need her.
“Thank God,” she gasps when I let her breathe. “I thought you didn’t want me.”
“Feel how much I want you now?” I grin, pushing the hard fact of my arousal against her.
“Uh huh.” She giggles, pulling my face back to hers.
I let myself relax into her, loving the feel of her body pressing against mine and kiss her, taking my time. I’ve wanted to do this for so long. Her hands find their way under my t-shirt and her nails lightly draw across my back sending a shiver down my spine.
I pull back from her lips, smiling as she opens her eyes. The light from the TV doesn’t do justice to the searing flecks of gold in her green eyes, but I have that indelibly marked in my memory, I don’t need to see it right now. There are however, things I do want to see. This might be a one shot deal and I’m not walking away from this wishing. Lifting off her enough to find the bottom of the t-shirt she’s wearing, I help her off with it, burying my face in her neck. She smells just like I remember and I want to eat her.
Holy shit! I didn’t mean eat her, eat her…but fuck, I could, if she’ll let me.
Hers was the first clit I ever licked and I think even back then I was pretty good at it. It’s worship in it’s purest form and I doubt any man has ever worshiped her like I did…do…and now I could remind her. I try to take my time making my way down, I want to bury my face between her legs like, yesterday. I’m aware that I’m rushing, a couple of kisses here and there as I ease down her body, but I can’t slow down.
Reaching her underwear, I’m already intoxicated by her heady scent. I grasp her knickers in both hands and peel them down, stopping dead in my tracks when I see that she is completely bare and as if this isn’t almost more than I can take right now, she has the word ‘Focus’ tattooed, just…there above her…you know. Like she knows she will have an intoxicating effect on whoever is lucky enough to read the word. I’ll be honest, it’s the one thing I can’t do right now. I think I might have swallowed my tongue.
I can’t describe what this does to me. I’m sure it has some deep meaning, but fuck…what was I doing? Oh yeah, I was about to worship her like she has never been worshiped before. Show her that anyone else who has tried was simply pretending, because this is from the heart. Except now, I have performance anxiety. I mean, look at her. Stunning, and so boldly confident in her sensuality, that she has an instruction tattooed right by her perfectly waxed and ready…Je-sus! I can’t even think the word.
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Don’t miss the rest of the series:
Spencer (Not Another British Romance #1)
Sparkle, kink and all things ink. That’s what Kerry Heavens is made of.
Writing smutty, sometimes funny romance, with a touch of kink.
Real characters and best friends you wish you had.
A little ink thrown in here and there.