{Review Tour} Stripped Down by Emma Hart

Stripped Down by Emma Hart
on August 30th, 2016
Format: eARC
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What do you get when you mix a bottle of tequila, a single mom moonlighting as a stripper, and her sinfully sexy boss with an impulsive side?
Married. You get married.

Rich. Demanding. Hot. Crazy.
That was Beckett Cruz in a nutshell.
Not to mention wild, determined, dangerous, and forbidden.
He was my boss—and, after a drunken moment of insanity, my new husband.
An annulment was impossible... so was keeping him.
I was taking my daughter and leaving, determined to give her a quieter life.
But Beckett Cruz had never taken no for an answer.
And he wasn't about to take mine.

What happens in Vegas... might just keep you there.

{REVIEW}

Heavens above I thank you for introducing me to an author like Emma Hart.

With every single new release one may be overwhelmed when trying to find there next book boyfriend right? However I never look further than when I hear the whispers of a new Emma Hart novel. I surrender pretty much my whole life, work; house chores; blogging; designing it all when it comes to reading a book by Hart. I relinquish my duty as a human being really because when Hart writes I read, simple as that. Stripped Down was a book I wanted to read from the very moment I finished Stripped Bare the companion first novel. IT DIDN’T DISAPPOINT. I tell you now go in this book ready for the most epic of rides. It’s downright sexy, seemingly sensual and the romance made my heart beat out of it’s chest. Accidental marriage is a romance trope that always brings with it fire and when set in Vegas it’s basically calling out screaming with bells and whistles to be written and thank the heavens Hart wrote this story.

When Cassie, a stripper at the Landing Strip in Vegas gets drunk one night that last thing she expects is to wake up the next morning married but shit happens. Right? One drink is never just one drink in Vegas and waking up the next morning with Beckett the owner and her boss at the Landing Strip next to her wasn’t on Cassie’s To Do list yet alone being married to the guy. A quick divorce is on the tables from the very start although feelings somewhat erupt but is it enough?

The fire and chemistry between Cassie and Beckett made my heart sore with joy because who doesn’t love a bit of angst and bickering chemistry and these two had me hooked to their story from the very beginning. I absolutely loved this book and the push and pull of the relationship was sensual exquisite leaving me with hot flashes on more than one occasion.

Stripped Down is one of my favourite books by Emma Hart to date. The chemistry between Cassie and Beckett ignited through my bones and it hit me straight to the heart with sweet, sensual and cute moments written with a pure heart of gold. Emma Hart yet again captured my heart with Stripped Down and I couldn’t put it down for one second. I can’t wait to read more in the future from Hart as she is an author I will forever read and enjoy escaping to her fictional worlds.

{PURCHASE}

—AMAZON US— AMAZON AU— iBooks—

{EXCERPT}

 

“Beck?” I managed to get his name out just before he opened the front door.

“Yeah?” He spun back to face me, his dark eyes unreadable.

I turned my face to the side so I could see him fully. “You don’t have to go,” I said softly. “You can stay. Only if you want to though.”

He rubbed his hand down his face, his eyes never leaving mine, then walked back into the kitchen toward me. I stood up away from the fridge as he stopped right next to me.

Slowly, he touched his hand to my face, his fingertips teasing my hairline. His dark gaze searched mine, and my heart jumped into my throat as the usual tingles his touch sparked danced down my neck. Then, he slid his hand into my hair, allowing the blonde strands to fall away from his fingertips.

“Do I want to go home to my big-ass house with its cold emptiness?” he asked in a low voice. “Or go to the club where half the girls there still see me as a mountain to be conquered? Not particularly, Blondie. I’d rather stay here. Even if there will be a demand for movies and water and foot rubs from a tiny, sick person.”

“You can.” My voice was quiet, like his. Even if my internal screams from self-preservation and vulnerability were deafeningly loud as they told me I was a fool, that he had to go, that this would never be enough for him.

“Do you want me to?” His question was… honest.

Raw.

Hesitant.

Like he didn’t want me to answer.

“Do I want you to stay here in my tiny house so my daughter can fall more in love with you than she already is? Not really. But…” Don’t be a fool, Cassie. Don’t admit you want him to stay. He’s just going to hurt you. “I don’t exactly want you to go either.”

“For her, or for you?”

“I don’t want to answer that question.”

“If I kissed you right now, would you ram your knee into my cock?”

“I’d briefly consider it, but I probably wouldn’t do it.”

His lips twitched to the side. “You just answered the question.”

Then, of course, he cupped the back of my head, and he kissed me. It was slow, sweet, gentle. And I didn’t consider kneeing him in the balls for a single second.

Beck pulled back and trailed his hand down my arm before he finally let me go. “I’m going home to get changed and then come back. Do you need anything while I’m gone? For CiCi? You?”

“I don’t…” I sighed and chewed back my pride. “I meant to go to the store today after work to get some stuff like bread, milk… important stuff. But now I can’t.”

“I can get it. Just tell me what you need.”

I bit the inside of my lip, then nodded. “Okay. Let me write it down.” I walked through into the front room with him hot on my heels and grabbed the notebook and pen from under the coffee table. A few things were already scrawled down, so I added a couple more things, including more medicine. I tore the sheet off the notebook, stood, then gave it to Beck. “Let me get my wallet.”

He grabbed my wrist, stopping me. “I’m not taking your money.”

I lifted my gaze to his. “You can’t pay for my groceries.”

“I can and I will.”

“You can’t and you won’t.”

“I can and I will.”

“You can’t and you won’t.”

“I can do this all day, baby. I’m stubborn as fuck.” His eyes told me he wasn’t lying. “And we all know I’m a brat about the word no. So, I can, I will, and I’m going to. If I can’t help you by buying a measly eight items, I’m an asshole who shouldn’t be allowed around other people.”

“You can’t buy my groceries,” I repeated. It was a lame argument. I was going to lose, but I’d fight until I went down.

Beck’s eyes twinkled as he leaned in. “Don’t worry. If you really want to pay me back, I’ll take a blow job. I imagine your lips around my cock will be a pretty good thank you.”

My jaw dropped as he backed off with a wink.

“Mouth open already, Cassie? Enthusiasm. I like that.”

I snapped my jaw shut and glared at him. “You’re a dirty pig.”

“I know. But I’ve got fifty bucks that says you’ll be sucking my dick by bedtime. If you don’t agree…” He shrugged one shoulder, his lips curved in that dangerous smirk.

“If you’re lucky, I’ll bite it.”

“I’ll take that as I’m in for a good time.”

One more wink, complete with expanding grin, and he was gone.

Motherfucking asshole.

{ABOUT AUTHOR}

 

By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fancies – usually wine – and writes books.

Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.

She likes to be busy – unless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.

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