Tuesday 12 April 2016

✪ Stuck-Up Suit ✪ Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland ✪ Blog-Tour + Excerpt + Giveaway ✪

©  Bianca  Janeane 

Penelope Ward & Vi Keeland
A standalone Contemporary Romance
• Release Date: 11 April 2016
• 300 pages
• Book #2 in the Cocky Bastard series

HAVE TO READ Cocky Bastard first... you should obviously....but you don't hafta
• Book #3 PLAYBOY PILOT will be out 19 September!

5 Stars
From the New York Times Bestselling authors of Cocky Bastard, comes a sexy new standalone novel. 

It started out like any other morning on the train.
Until I became mesmerized by the guy sitting across the aisle.
He was barking at someone on his phone like he ruled the world.
Who did the stuck-up suit think he was
Actually, he looked like a God. That was about it.
When his stop came, he got up suddenly and left. So suddenly, he dropped his phone on the way out.
I might have picked it up.
I might have gone through all of his photos and called some of the numbers.
I might have held onto the mystery man’s phone for days
until I finally conjured up the courage to return it.
When I traipsed my ass across town to his fancy company, he refused to see me.
So, I left the phone on the empty desk outside the arrogant jerk’s office.
I might have also left behind a dirty picture on it first though.

I didn’t expect him to text back.
I didn’t expect our exchanges to be hot as hell.
I didn’t expect to fall for him
all before we even met.
The two of us couldn’t have been any more different.

Yet, you know what they say about opposites.
When we finally came face to face, we found out opposites sometimes do more than attract
we consumed each other.
Nothing could have prepared me for the ride he took me on.
  And I certainly wasn’t prepared for where I’d wind up when the ride was over.
All good things must come to an end, right?
Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.

Soraya sees HIM for the first time on the train to work ...
He's this illegally good-looking guy in a suit.
And an asshole, based on how he talks with his employees on the phone, but still, probably the hottest guy she's ever seen.

Then he loses his phone walking out of the train.
And of course, good samaritan Soraya picks it up...and ...runs after him???
Nope, the idiot can wait a day...or longer...
Because Soraya is pretty fascinated by the guy and the phone and the pictures on it.
She even calls and messages a few people..
But of course she has to take the phone back to Graham - that's his name.
And once she leaves it in his office....with MAYBE a few sexy pics added on it....he can't do anything else but message that hot girl with no face..
And thus begins the story of Graham and Soraya.
Both have been disappointed by people they loved before, so it won't be easy trustig someone new...
But from just seeing those sparks between those two, even when they're only communicating via phone... it will be sooo worth it.....
But their fears are not the only things standing in their way....

What will happen to Soraya & Graham?
Will there be a HEA?
Will everybody die at the end?

I'm not telling you that of course ☺



I was sooo looking forward to reading this!
I loved it!

First of all, I fell in immediate Insta-Love/Lust with the cover aka Graham the Stuck-Up Suit!!!!!

And the story starts so amazingly funny and adorable and sexy and ugh, I just instantly loved it!

Soraya is this sexy, curvy, italian girl. Not happy in her advice-column-assistant job.
And Graham - the mega-hot ass in a suit...with lots of personal secrets/problems/regrets.
I just adored those two.
You immediately know that they belong together - even though they seem so completely different....

This book makes you laugh out loud constantly. Their conversations - in person, or on the phone - are sooo adorable and funny and erotic and just perfect!

This was the perfect romance!

Was there something missing for me? Hm...
I felt another 50 pages with more info or just - something more here and there... descriptions or the city or places or ...no idea ...just a bit more ☺ - would've been perfect!
And also - people who read Vi's THE BALLER might remember that ... it reminded me so much of the moment in the middle of THE BALLER... because almost the same thing happens here - also in the middle of the book, which is not really needed in my opinion. Either do the plot-twist earlier in the book or just leave the whole drama out of it :/ OK, no, you can't leave out the (sometimes really adorable) drama in this case, but ... I don't know, it happened too late into the story. And also the way Graham reacts to something in connection to that drama was soooo stupid and cliché... why not let the hero get it this time? Does he always have to be this stupid and not get it???
BUT...please don't let me scare you off - those were just some tiny little things that bothered me personally... I really LOVED the book - I might have given only 4.5 stars...and even though you shouldn't judge a book by its cover - this cover adds at least 0.5 big stars to the story!!!!!!

#StuckUpSuit was an extremely funny & sexy romance about two strangers who meet on a train and end up falling in lust/love/forevereverafter!!! With of course some problems to overcome on the way...

AND ALSO...we might meet a goat again ☺☺☺

ARC received for an honest review

I am not usually a cover whore, but man there is something about a man rolling up his shirt sleeves that is HOT

*still staring at cover.... armporn*  Wait, what was I saying?

Oh yeah, Stuck Up Suit.  What a sweet, sexy funny story this is.  From the minute we meet Soraya on the train avoiding Mitch with the Itch (you'll understand when you read) I didn't want to put this book down.

Graham is the arrogant business man on the train that captures Soraya's attention.  And captures her heart before she even knows him.

For all his arrogance and gruffness, I couldn't help but adore Graham.  I just knew that there was a kind, loving man underneath it all.

And when that man came out to play - SWOON!

There was a character that I really, REALLY wanted to climb into my kindle and bitch slap.  Ugh, she was just a 100% grade a b!tch who I despised from the start, but who made me hate her even more as the story went along (the author can usually let me find at least one redeeming quality when they are like that but no, not this one!!)

I LOVED the texting between Soraya and Graham - funny, sweet, sexy, often all at the same time.

Stuck-Up Suit was a great read, and I hope these two ladies collaborate on more stories in the future (and give me more #armporn on the covers!)


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Outside of the restaurant, Graham’s black car was already curbside.  He must have had it waiting and called the driver when I went to the restroom.
“If you’re not going to come home with me, I insist on at least giving you a ride home to your place.”
“The subway is right around the corner.  I’m good.”
He shot me an annoyed glance.  “Give a little, Soraya.  It’s a ride home, not a ride on my cock.  And I think you know by now that I’m not a serial killer.”
“You’re so crass.”
He put his hand on the small of my back and steered me to the waiting open car door.  I didn’t put up a fight.  Graham was right, I was being stubborn while he had pretty much agreed to anything I demanded.  Something told me it was a rare occasion when the man was this flexible.  
When we arrived at my apartment, Graham walked me to the door.  
“When will I see you again?”
“Well, tomorrow is Saturday, so I suppose maybe Monday on the train.”
“Have dinner with me again tomorrow?”
“I have plans.”
His jaw flexed.  “With whom?”
We embarked into a lengthy stare off.  His gaze was hard.  When neither of us gave for a few minutes, he grumbled Christ under his breath, and before I realized what was happening, my back was against the door, and his mouth was on mine.
He kissed me as if he wanted to eat me alive.  Before releasing my mouth, he took my lower lip between his teeth and tugged.  Hard.  With his lips vibrating up against mine, he spoke.  “Don’t push me to my limit, Soraya.”
“Why?  What will happen?”
“I’ll push back.  And I’m trying not to do that with you.”
He was being honest, and I realized I should appreciate that.  “To my sister’s house.  It’s my niece’s birthday party.  That’s where I’m going tomorrow night.
He nodded.  “Thank you.”
It took every bit of my willpower to go inside and shut the door behind me.  I leaned my back against the door, unable to remember the last time I was so hot and bothered.  Maybe not ever.  His mouth was sinful; the thought of what he could do with that wicked tongue other places on my body kept me in a state of arousal that bordered on frenzied.  But it was more than that.  The way he was so dominating and controlling, yet exercised restraint to respect my wishes, was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.  The man stimulated something that had been sleeping inside of me.  I needed a glass of wine and an orgasm.  Not necessarily in that order.  If I was going be firm on my stance that we get to know each other and not have sex, then taking things into my own hands was absolutely essential.
In my bedroom, I stripped out of my clothes.  I didn’t sleep naked every night, but tonight was definitely a bare evening.  As I slipped into bed, my cell rang.  
“Is phone sex on the table?”  Graham’s voice was a needy rasp.  Whatever cooling off my body had done since I left him on the other side of the door was instantly reheated.  His voice could definitely speed things up for me.  But…
“Sex is off the table.  That should probably include all types of sex.  Intercourse, oral, phone.”
He groaned.  “Oral.  God, I want to taste you.  And feel that metal tongue ring on my cock.  You have no idea how difficult it was to control myself tonight every time I caught a glimpse of that metal when you spoke.  It’s like you’re taunting me with every word.  What are you wearing, Soraya?”
That voice.  I needed to record him saying What are you wearing, Soraya?  So I could play it over and over again in a loop when I needed to satisfy my own needs.  “I’m actually not wearing anything.  I just got undressed and slipped into bed.”
“You sleep naked?”
He actually growled.  “Touch yourself.”
“I plan to.  But I think I’m going to need both hands tonight.  So I’m going to hang up first.”
“How long do you plan on driving me crazy, Soraya?”
“Good night, Graham.”  I hung up without waiting for him to respond.  Even though my body physically ached for the man, I wasn’t ready to open that door with him just yet.  Although as I glided my hand down my body alone in my bed, the only thing I could think of was God, I wish it was his hand.

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Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor, before switching to a more family-friendly career. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 11-year-old girl with autism and a 9-year-old boy. Penelope and her family reside in Rhode Island.

Other books from Penelope Ward

Sins of Sevin

Cocky Bastard

Stepbrother Dearest

Room Hate

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Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work.  She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!

Other books from  Vi Keeland