Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Blog Tour: Undo Me by M. Robinson

Undo Me: The Good Ol’ Boys
By Best Selling Author M. Robinson
Cover Design: TheFinal Wrap

I met her when I was sixteen.
I fell in love with her when I was seventeen.
She brought me to my knees when I was twenty.
I loved her against reason.
I loved her against hope.
I loved her against all odds.
Now she's back, a constant reminder of what I lost, what could have been.
I hate her.
I resent her.
I still love her.
Can I forgive her...

Will she be my end once again or my beginning?

4.5 Fantastic Stars!
Review by Lisa Kane

"I'm yours."

I am a huge lover of the Good Ol Boys series and what and why and how Aubrey and Dylan started out so much in love and ended up enemies has always been in the back of my mind. 

"I'd rather make her hate me since I couldn't stay away from her."

What I knew from the first two books-Aubrey seemed to have tamed manwhore Dylan back in high school but something happened for them to break up before she moved for college in California. Over the next four years they had little or no contact and Aubrey was with Jeremy and Dylan went back to breaking his previous records with how many women he could screw. We also knew that Jeremy beat Aubrey on a regular basis, she allowed it and Dylan knew what was going on. Every time he tried to step in and do something against Jeremy, Aubrey defended him and made vague comments that would always shut Dylan up. 

"I hated you because I couldn't stop loving you."

The end of the second book, Forbid Me ends the same way that Undo me opens up-with Dylan having cuts and bruises all over him and being arrested. What for-we don't know. But his friend Jacob is a lawyer and repeatedly questions him and that's where the real story lies. 

There is so much story to be told! Aubrey is a freshman in high school in the beginning of this story and almost 40 years old at the end. There are large time leaps and Aubrey and Dylan's relationship grows from snarky adversaries, to lovers to enemies. Why Aubrey broke Dylan's heart will break yours. Why Dylan went back to his old ways will make you forgive and understand him. I don't quite understand why Aubrey let Jeremy use her as a human punching bag, but I understand her pain and guilt. We as readers didn't know that over the years there was more contact between Dylan and Aubrey than we were aware of.

"See, darlin', you've always had my heart and I've always been your home."

Now let's talk about the twists. There are at least 2 or 3 major twists that you will never see coming. My heart was in my throat through most of this book. I will admit the beginning moved a little slowly but then it's almost like two separate stories and the hits keep coming. This story is an angst lovers dream! I had the stomach plummets over and over and I kept hoping that my emotions would be able to calm down just a little. Why are things so difficult for these two? I can see that the line between hate and love for them is so blurred that I have no doubt that they feel both. There is so much anger and pain and remorse. So much heartbreak and tears and through it all their love is right there, just beyond their reach, but still it's there waiting for them to grab it. 

We had broken each other too many times to count.

I loved this book and can't wait for Austin and Briggs' story. The Good Ole Boys series has turned into one of my favorites! 

"I love you Aubrey," I breathed against her mouth. "I have never stopped loving you. I belong to you. Just you and me. You're my girl. "


He pulled back a little, resting his forehead on mine to look into my eyes. To cripple me in ways I never thought possible. There was a hunger in his glare that I couldn’t quite place, he wasn’t even touching me and yet I still felt him all over. Both of us were panting, our breathing mirroring one another’s, our hearts escalating higher and higher and beating beside each other.
So intense.
So consuming.
So mind-blowing.
In that second, in that minute, in that hour… I wanted him.
I wanted his touch, I wanted his kiss, I wanted his taste, I wanted all his movements, all his adoration and his love, all his devotion, his laugh, his smile, everything, anything.
Every. Last. Part.
I reached for the front of his shirt, unbuttoning it and pulling it away from his body and he let me. I touched the pulse of his neck, down to his heart, passed his taut abs until I reached his belt. The warmth and velvetiness of his skin made my sex clench and my stomach flutter. The butterfly feeling never got old. It was becoming one of my favorite feelings.
A feeling only he could ignite in me.
I gasped when he unexpectedly gripped my hand, stopping me.
“Are you sure?” he huskily rasped, my favorite sound in the world.
Before I could assure him, tell him what I felt so deeply in my heart, tell him how much he meant to me, how much I wanted to be his and only his, how much I wanted him to undo me.
Own me.
He hoarsely murmured against my lips, “Suga’ once I start there will be no going back. I won’t stop until I’ve explored every last inch of your flesh… until I’m etched so far into your heart that you’ll never be able to touch your skin and not feel me.”
With wide eyes I swallowed hard and breathed out, “Promise?”
He let go of my hand and I unclasped his belt, next were his slacks, pulling them apart and lowering the zipper. Before I could touch him where I really wanted to, where I had been craving since the second I saw him in his black tuxedo, he slapped my hand away.
“This isn’t about me. This is about you.”
His gaze set me on fire, my heart kicked into overdrive. I loved having him look at me like that. Knowing I never wanted him to stop looking at me in that way, the way that made me feel like we were the only two people in the world, like I was the only girl in the world. He had my heart in his hands, to do what he pleased with.
I knew right then and there that I would never be able to go without him.
He licked his lips and leaned in to kiss me. The second his tongue touched mine, it turned into its own moment, its own creation, its own world. His body fell forward and mine backward, pushing me further into my mattress. My legs spread wider and he readily lay in between them, placing all his weight on his arms that were cradling my face. The room was dim, but I could sense him everywhere and all at once.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Aubrey. So damn beautiful,” he groaned into the side of my neck as he placed soft kisses down to my cleavage and toward my nipple. He sucked it into his mouth as his hand caressed my other breast, leaving me withering beneath him. Chills running up and down my waiting body. My back arched off the bed, wanting more and he obliged. I could feel his erection on my wet core as he purposely moved his hips, grinding against my heat, creating a delicious tingling that I felt all over.
I sucked in my bottom lip to conceal the moan that was about to escape.  
“Darlin’, I want you to make every fucking noise possible. Do you understand me?”
I moaned in response and it earned me a forceful yet tender caress of his hand against my clit. He manipulated my bundle of nerves and within minutes my legs started to shake and I couldn’t keep my eyes open. He effortlessly made his way down my body, pushing his fingers into my opening and sucking on my nub in a back and forth motion.
My hands immediately gripped his hair and he grunted in satisfaction. I couldn’t take it anymore, the room started to spin and my breathing faltered.
“Hmm… ah… mmm…” I exhaled.
The next thing I knew, he was kissing me, and I tasted myself all over his mouth. It was intoxicating as much as it was arousing. He knew my body better than I did, spending hours upon hours exploring it until he memorized every last curve.
I heard a rustling of some sort and opened my eyes to see that he was opening a condom as he kicked off his slacks and boxer briefs. I watched with fascinated eyes as he rolled it up his big, hard cock, barely being able to contain my need for his body to once again be on top of mine. 
He kissed me again, giving me exactly what I craved and placed the tip of his dick at my opening.
“I love you,” he whispered in between kissing me.
“I love you, too. More than anything,” I murmured, not breaking our kiss and eye contact.


Also Available! The Good Ol’ Boys Book one and two
(All can be read as standalone books)


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Austin's Book
The final installment in The Good Ol' Boys Series

 M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.

She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.

She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces. They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat.


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