unrequited love. But it’s time to move on. No more stalking, no more obsessive
seeing around campus could be a great one—only he is the new poetry
professor—the married poetry professor.
broody—but his glares and taunts don’t scare Layla. She might be bad at poetry,
but she is good at reading between the lines. Beneath his prickly façade,
Thomas is lonely, and Layla wants to know why. Obsessively.
the storage room of a bar with your professor and you kiss him. Sometimes he
kisses you back like the world is ending and he will never get to kiss you
again. He kisses you until you forget the years of unrequited love; you forget
all the rules, and you dare to reach for something that is not yours.
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a storm of desire to kiss him better. It’s a tornado, an avalanche in my body,
and in one breathless moment, I decide to go for it. It’s okay. I can take the
blame for it later.
rules and reach up and kiss him. A feathery peck on his plump lips, it’s a kiss
of solidarity, a kiss that intends to tell him I understand—but one isn’t
enough. It only manages to ratchet up my lust. So I give him another, this time
on the corner of his mouth, and then another one on his jaw.
touches. I want more, but I won’t take it. I’ll be good; I’ll only give.
he fists my curls and stops me. I look at him fearfully, ready to apologize—not
for the kiss, but for being the kisser. His gaze reflects passion, stark,
raving need, and I shiver, despite wearing layers and sweating with his heat.
trying to kiss me, Layla?” he rasps, flexing his fingers on my makeshift
tell? Blush rises to the surface and I know I’m glowing like a neon sign.
Swallowing, I nod. “Yes.”
closer to me, still not touching—as impossible as that is—but infinitely
closer. “You want to kiss me, Miss Robinson, you do it right.”
does he have to call me that? Now, here? My spine arches on its own and my
heavy tits graze the contours of his shuddering chest.
ask innocently, belying the daring action of my body. His stern, professor-y
voice is doing things to me, making me wild, uncontrolled.
second, he’s silent, just watching. I’m afraid he’ll back out from whatever
this is, whatever insanity we’re about to commit—but then I sense the shift in
the liquor-laced air as he opens his mouth and growls, “Like this.”
4TLOR 5 Star Review ~ by Lou
This is the kind of book, that a review simply cannot do justice…. I need to process and recover, yet I need to get my words down on paper!
The absolute need to possess someone, to be the air they breathe and the universe they live in – I feel both powerful and powerless at once.
This is the second book from Saffron A. Kent, and she has yet again written another book that has sent me crazy. She has sent my mind on a wild ride of uncertainty, obsession and emotion. Again, I don’t know how I feel! It’s the kind of book that instils so many different feelings into your soul, that you don’t know what the right reactions to them are.
This book gave me chills and warmed me at the same time. I loved it, yet there were elements I should have hated (but I really didn’t). I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, but I also wanted to smile. And this book really did leave me smiling in so many places, yet it ruined me as well.
From the very first page this story drew me in with the words and the storyline. I was addicted from the beginning, and felt like I was gasping for breath throughout. The words are written in such a way, that I forgot I was reading a book, a story, and felt that the author was the main character. In turn this made me will the main character to do certain things, make particular choices and write about specific things… It totally swept me up and blew me away!
The characters in this story were simply AMAZING!! Thomas and Layla are beautiful, broken, complex characters. Both individuals have so much to offer, with so many layers and so much intensity to them both. Thomas frustrated me SO MUCH at times. I didn’t know if I wanted to hug him or give him a kick to sort himself out. Layla is lovely, and I absolutely love her inquisitive nature.
The steamy scenes between the characters are superb. The overall plot and storyline to this book is so original, so well developed and so unique. This book is about BRAVERY! It is raw, gritty, brutal and punishing. The further through the book I read, the more intense the words and the story became. The anxiety I felt whilst reading, built up and increased, page by page… It is wrong, and forbidden. It is testing. Crossing lines that shouldn’t be crossed.
Many will hate this book (they shouldn’t, but they will). It’s the kind of book that readers will make assumptions about, and rule it out immediately… but they MUST NOT!!!
READ. THIS. BOOK….
Please, give it a go and see through the forbidden, see through the gritty, and bask in the beauty instead… This story really is an amazing, intricate and EPIC piece of writing. The stunning, powerful words are like poetry itself.
…bravery is not the absence of fear, but the courage to do something despite it.
Quite honestly, this author has not only ruined me through the words and beauty from these pages, she is slowly ruining me for all other authors as well… Saffron A. Kent has fast become one of my all time favourite authors and I cannot wait for whatever she brings us next!!!
***** 5+++ STARS *****
Drinker. Imaginary Ballet Dancer and poetess. Aspiring Lana Del Ray of the book
I’m a big believer in love (obviously). I believe in happily ever after, the
butterflies and the tingling. But I also believe in edgy, rough and gutsy kind
of love. I believe in pushing the boundaries, darker (sometimes morally
ambiguous) emotions and imperfections.
The kind of love I write about is flawed just like my characters. And I hope by
the end of it, you’ll come to root for them just as much as me. Because love,
no matter where it comes from, is always pure and beautiful.