I'm always excited about reading one of this author's stories, she creates immensely satisfactory romantic suspense. It's hot, it's smart, it's good.
PULLED
UNDER by Lisa Renee Jones
NOVEMBER
28, 2017
ABOUT this amazing story!
A new sexy
standalone from Lisa Renee Jones…
He is
blond, tattooed, and dangerous. She's as beautiful as she is mysterious and
could be his destruction…
Asher
wasn't always a member of the elite Walker Security team, he was a
billionaire's son, who rebelled against his father's controlling hand, and
ended up in New York City's underground of drugs, rock n roll, and danger. But
that is long behind him, and while his tattoos and long blond hair remain, he's
now a chameleon, far more comfortable in a suit and tie than a leather jacket.
Or so he
likes to tell himself.
But now
Walker Security needs him back inside the underground club scene for a police
case they're working. Women are dying, murdered, and the clock is ticking until
another victim is claimed. When Asher is pulled back into this toxic world he
meets Sierra, who is as beautiful as she is mysterious. A woman who calls to a
darker side of him, long suppressed, unleashing it in what becomes wicked hot
passion and obsession. But Sierra has a secret, one that leads her, and Asher,
to a dangerous place, and game, with dangerous players, and the game is about
life or death.
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MY OPINION
How could I explain the sheer intensity of
Lisa's narrative? Every chapter is like a musical note that is played in a
non-stop fashion. You can't just stop because the characters draw you into
their lives like a magnet.
In this novel, first it's the provocative
dialogues between this wild ex-SEAL and this kick-ass woman on the fun from an
evil danger. The, it's the tug-of-war they engage in because he's mesmerized
and she's cautious to trust a stranger, or put him in the line of fire. Gloriously,
they reach that powerful moment where that magnetic pull between them is
materialized into suggestive words and emotion-filled lust, pledges of honour,
and remarkably planned suspense.
The Walker brothers and their security firm are
handling a particularly evasive subject which gets more complicated by adding
in Sierra's own burden. The two cases collide in a tense, convoluted plot that
involves thrilling suspense, calculated surveillance, smart planning, a little
over-the-top resolution.
I loved the dynamics among all the characters,
men and women, couples and alpha loners, both their unique attitudes and their
incredible expertise. As to Sierra and Asher, they make a fine example of
struggle for trust, survival, and hard-earned love. Amazing read, once more.
I'm surely reading the next novel in this series!
ENJOY AN EXCERPT
“You want
more now, and yet you don’t want it enough to make it end. And I already don’t
want it to end, Sierra.”
She leans into me, her head resting on my shoulder, emotion that isn’t pleasure radiating off of her and crashing into me. I cup her face and tilt her chin up, my thumb stroking her cheek. “What are you thinking?”
“Nothing. Everything. Can you kiss me again already?”
“Where, Sierra?”
“Where?”
“Where do you want me to kiss you? Tell me.”
“Everywhere.” She pushes to her toes, and her lips find mine, looking for an escape, trying to drive her demons away.
I want to demand her answer, make her tell me where she wants my mouth, but I feel her desperation, her need to escape whatever is in her head. And so, I press my lips to hers, I kiss her mouth, drinking her in, and I don’t taste him this time. I taste her. I taste us. I taste need and hunger and passion. “I want you naked,” I say, my hands sliding inside her jeans and panties. “In every possible way, Sierra.”
“I’m pretty sure I’m already there, and it’s terrifying.” She flattens her hand on my chest. “If you turn into an asshole, I swear—”
“You can punish me,” I promise, “and I’m still willing to offer suggestions.”
“If you turn into an asshole after I trusted you,” she says. “I won’t need suggestions, Mr. Ex-Navy SEAL who won’t be able to hide from my wrath.”
Fuck, I’m crazy about this woman. “Good thing I’m not going to turn into an asshole. I want you naked,” I repeat, and this time, I make it happen. I lower myself to one knee and take her jeans and panties with me. My arm wraps her waist and I lift her, dragging her clothing away, and setting her back down. My hands settle on her hips then and I look up at her. She stares down at me, the simmering look in her eyes all about arousal, submission. And I want that from her and not because it’s some sex game, of which I could play and play well.
I press my lips to her belly and just that easily she trembles, and it only makes me want more. Everything is more with her. I drag my mouth lower and lower...
She leans into me, her head resting on my shoulder, emotion that isn’t pleasure radiating off of her and crashing into me. I cup her face and tilt her chin up, my thumb stroking her cheek. “What are you thinking?”
“Nothing. Everything. Can you kiss me again already?”
“Where, Sierra?”
“Where?”
“Where do you want me to kiss you? Tell me.”
“Everywhere.” She pushes to her toes, and her lips find mine, looking for an escape, trying to drive her demons away.
I want to demand her answer, make her tell me where she wants my mouth, but I feel her desperation, her need to escape whatever is in her head. And so, I press my lips to hers, I kiss her mouth, drinking her in, and I don’t taste him this time. I taste her. I taste us. I taste need and hunger and passion. “I want you naked,” I say, my hands sliding inside her jeans and panties. “In every possible way, Sierra.”
“I’m pretty sure I’m already there, and it’s terrifying.” She flattens her hand on my chest. “If you turn into an asshole, I swear—”
“You can punish me,” I promise, “and I’m still willing to offer suggestions.”
“If you turn into an asshole after I trusted you,” she says. “I won’t need suggestions, Mr. Ex-Navy SEAL who won’t be able to hide from my wrath.”
Fuck, I’m crazy about this woman. “Good thing I’m not going to turn into an asshole. I want you naked,” I repeat, and this time, I make it happen. I lower myself to one knee and take her jeans and panties with me. My arm wraps her waist and I lift her, dragging her clothing away, and setting her back down. My hands settle on her hips then and I look up at her. She stares down at me, the simmering look in her eyes all about arousal, submission. And I want that from her and not because it’s some sex game, of which I could play and play well.
I press my lips to her belly and just that easily she trembles, and it only makes me want more. Everything is more with her. I drag my mouth lower and lower...
OTHER
BOOKS IN THE SERIES
Check out books one and three in the
WALKER SECURITY series:
Deep Under, book one, is available now and Falling
Under, book three, is available for pre-order!
All three books in the series
are standalones.
Enjoy your week, book buddies :-)
Thank you so much for the review, Babel! xoxo, Lisa Renee Jones
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