Wow what a great book! The story line was amazing and I have never read an ending so shocking or like what happens at all! Very well written, sexy and steamed up my kindle. I found myself loving Tristan and at the same time also wanting to strangle him for some of the things he does lol! He truly is a guy that doesn’t know how to love and is so shocked that he has fallen for this girl and doesn’t always know how to handle certain things. He tries to keep her away from his crazy, hectic world but doesn’t do it well. He is used to getting what he wants and he wants Nina.
Tristan and Nina are worlds apart. Tristan is an alpha billionaire business man and doesn’t take “No” for an answer. Nina graduated college studying art and is trying to work her way up in the world. Until she meets this mysterious man at a gallery showing and he takes her breath away. He makes her an offer she can’t refuse and her world is forever changed. She is falling hard and fast for this charming man. She learns that he is different from his facade he wears. She see’s the real man that he hides from the world but is scared of being just another girl on his arm. Or worst yet just not being good enough. Will they both open their hearts to let love in or will the past come back to haunt them. The ending will leave you speechless.I can’t wait to read more about Tristan and Nina’s story in Falling Into Me!! It is going to be a doozie!!
I received an ARC Copy for an honest review.
The first novel in the Heart of Stone Trilogy, Crash Into Me is a sexy contemporary romance.
What would you give up for everything?
Tristan Stone was powerful, commanding, sex incarnate. And he wore it all so well. From the moment his mesmerizing gaze met mine, I had no choice but surrender to everything he was. His power. His decadence. His passion. He was all I never knew I needed.
He wanted to possess me, and I wanted to be his everything. All I had to do was accept what he offered. But everything has a price.
The world he gave me fulfilled my wildest dreams, but would that be enough when the past crashed into the present?
Crash Into Me will be released on August 28 at all major booksellers in ebook and print. Look for Book 2, entitled Fall Into Me, late in 2013 and Book 3, tentatively titled Give In To Me, in early 2014.
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Alternate Ego is Gabrielle Bisset
He slid the tie from my neck and undid all his work. “Now you show me what you learned.”
I attempted to take the tie from his hand, but he pulled it away and whispered, “On me. Turn around and sit toward me.”
Nervous fear shot through me as I stood up, and I hoped I’d be able to turn around without my legs giving out. The dress I wore only fell to the middle of my thighs, so when I straddled him, it was likely to ride up so far my panties would show. I didn’t care about that so much as him knowing that I was already dripping wet just from sitting there pressed up against him.
Taking a deep breath, I turned around and climbed on top of his lap. He stared into my eyes, unnerving me, but something held me firm in his gaze. His hard cock pressed against the front of his pants and my damp panties. There was no way he didn’t know how excited he’d made me.
I took the tie from his hand and slid it around his strong neck, even as my fingers trembled at the feel of him underneath them. Trying to hide my ignorance of my task, I wrapped the wide end of the tie around the narrow end, but it was no use. I didn’t know what came next.
Dropping the two ends of silk, I looked down to avoid his gaze. “I’m sorry. I don’t know how to do this.”
“You didn’t listen when I told you how to?” he asked in a voice that was as seductive as it was stern.
Shaking my head, I continued to look down at the untied ends of the blue fabric laying against his shirt. “I couldn’t. You were so close, and it was impossible to pay attention to what you were saying.”
He slid his hands down my back and cupped my ass to pull me into him, grinding my soaked panties into the thin fabric separating his cock from me. Kneading my flesh through my dress, he whispered near my mouth, “I love how honest you are, Nina. It makes me want to be honest with you.”
I wasn’t sure how to answer, but it didn’t matter. As my head swum from the sensations he’d created in me, he pressed his mouth to mine and kissed me. His lips were soft yet demanding, and I eagerly kissed him back, seeking a release of that sweet ache, but his kiss only increased the feeling, making me want more.
He nudged his hips off the couch, sliding his cock over my sensitive clit, and I couldn’t stop myself from moaning into his mouth. I didn’t want him to think he had this effect on me so soon, but I was powerless. I wanted him so badly at that moment, I would have done anything to keep his hands on my body.
Two women walked toward me as I stood in the dress I’d been wearing for far too long, and I so wished I’d changed clothes before going shopping. Feeling self conscious, I avoided meeting their gazes, instead looking out the window at the activity on the sidewalk.
“You must be Nina,” the blonder one announced. “Mr. Stone told us to expect you. We have everything picked out and if you follow me, I’ll take you to a dressing room.”
I did as she asked and found myself in a dressing room almost as big as my entire apartment. A dozen different dresses, outfits, and business suits hung around the room. I looked at the price tag on one of the dresses and my mouth fell open.
My portion of the rent on my apartment was only slightly more. I couldn’t afford these clothes.
Immediately, I opened the door and stuck my head out to find the blonde who’d escorted me to the room. She stood with her back to me hanging clothes on satin covered hangers, and I said, “Excuse me. Miss?”
She turned around and flashed me a toothy smile. “Is there something I can help you with?”
I was embarrassed to say I was too poor to afford anything in her store, so I whispered, “I think there’s been a mistake. Mr. Stone didn’t mention how…” I hesitated and stumbled over my words until I finally blurted out, “He never said they’d be of such high quality.”
Thankfully, she seemed to understand what I had so clumsily referred to because she gave me one of her supermodel smiles and nodded. “Oh, that’s been taken care of, miss. Mr. Stone will be paying for everything.”
She returned to her work, leaving me alone in the dressing room that could house a small family, my head spinning from what she’d said. Not only was I now employed as an assistant curator for Tristan Stone, but now he was buying me an entire wardrobe so I could be ready for my first day at work?
It all seemed too good to be true.
I tried on one outfit and then the next, impressed that the women who worked at Le Ciel knew my size just minutes after I walked through the door. I hadn’t stood there for that long, yet the clothes fit me perfectly.
As I twirled around in front of the three way mirror, swinging the black skirt that matched perfectly with the grey see-through blouse, my cell phone rang. I didn’t recognize the number, but I was in such a good mood, I broke my usual rule and answered it.
“Hello?” I sang happily to whomever was on the other end.
“Good morning, Nina.”
My heart began pounding wildly at the sound of his deep voice. Tristan.
“I’m so happy you agreed to sign the contract,” he purred into my ear. “Are you happy with my choices for you?”
I looked down at the clothes I wore and then around the room at all the beautiful outfits hanging there just waiting for me to love them. “You chose these?” I asked, stunned.
“Oh. I don’t know what to say.”
I didn’t. It was all at once exciting and overwhelming to know he’d taken the time to come here and pick out clothes for me.
“What are you wearing, Nina?”
“The black silk skirt and grey see-through blouse. It’s very nice.”
“I’m sure you look beautiful in it. I want you to take it off,” he said in a distinctly commanding tone.
“Do you want me to try a different outfit on and tell you if I like it?”
Confused, I did as he ordered and stood in my bra and panties, just as I had done in front of him the previous night.
“Okay. I took it off.”
“Are you wearing only your pink panties and bra I saw you in last night?”
“Yes,” I said with a smile as the memory of our time together flashed through my mind.
“Good. I want you to sit on the large ottoman in the middle of the room.”
I did as he desired. “I’m sitting, Tristan.”
“Good. Lean back and lie down.”
I did as he ordered, loving the sound of his deep voice telling me what to do. “Okay.”
“I want you to close your eyes and think about how it felt with my mouth on your pussy.”
An involuntary moan escaped from my throat at the sound of his words entering my ears. This was the most he’d ever spoken to me, other than telling me about his plans for his house, and I loved hearing him talk like this.
Whew! It’s getting hot in here! Until next Tristan Thursday…