Sunday, May 1, 2016

Review Tour: When I'm With You by Harper Sloan


It’s nearly impossible to be surrounded by love but not understand it. My parents, my sister, and just about everyone around us has no trouble accepting that love. To give your trust to someone else and believe they would die before hurting you. I’ve witnessed it—I’ve seen the power of it—but I’ve also seen the pain. Because for me, I’ve only loved someone I could never have, and my biggest fear is that by giving her my love, all I would do is ruin her. I should have tried harder, but I’m not sure I can because I only feel complete when I’m with her.

The only time I feel like I belong is when he’s near. His infectious smile warms me straight to my bones. Any insecurities I have vanish with just a wink from him. A sliver of his attention makes me feel invincible. But all it took was one drunken night of truths for me to lose everything I had begun to crave. Now, I’m not sure how to move on because I only feel complete when I’m with him.

He said I was too young. I said he was perfect. He said our families wouldn’t understand. I said we could weather any storm. He said he would ruin me. And he was right.

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4 Stars
Review by Lisa kane

On the night of her high school graduation, Emberlyn Locke finally gets up the courage to tell Nate Cage Reid that she is in love with him. He's been her best friend for years, but she wants him to know that she doesn't just think of him as a good friend. But Nate doesn't respond the way she hopes he will and he tells he there can't be anything between them. He doesn't love her that way and their families would never want anything between them. He is six years older than her and the age difference is too wide for them to be anything more than what they are now. Ember is devastated. 

"You know I love you, but I don't love you like that. We've known each other forever, and you know I would do anything for you, but I love you as a friend. What you're saying, suggesting, would change a lot more than our friendship."
Three years have gone by since Nate friend zoned Ember. She's about to turn 21. She's gone to art school, graduated early and is enjoying success as an up and coming artist. She's been dating Levi for the last few months and she's done her best to get over Nate. There are monthly dinners with all the Core Security family, but she rarely goes. Of course what happened between she and Nate a year ago at his sister Dani's wedding reception has made her that much more determined to avoid him. 

Nate has a lot going on. He's spent the last few years working for his father's security firm banking every dime he's made. He finally is about to have his dreams come true. He's opening a new club Dirty Dog  and it has so many unique features that are going to make it different from every other club out there. Nate, out of boredom, did a stint as a male dancer and he's bringing some of that Magic Mike feel to his club. He had to sell tickets for the opening and even then there is a waiting list to get in. 

No one knows about the six months I worked at a strip club out of pure boredom and a sex drive that was borderline sex addiction levels bad.

Everything he's wanted is about to be his-with the huge exception of Ember Locke. 

He thought he was doing what was best for her when he shut down her attempts to tell him how she felt about him. He has wanted her long before it was even legal for him to feel that way, but she was too young and needed to make her way in the world before she could be ready to make a go of it with Nate. But it's been three years now and she will barely look at him. His feelings have only grown for her over the years and he is determined that she will finally be his. Of course, it's not going to help things that he doesn't remember what he did a year ago at his sister's wedding reception. 

"Fucking tell me, Emberlyn!What made you look at me with hate in those beautiful eyes? I can't stand it anymore."

Ember's twenty first birthday party is being celebrated at Nate's new club. Once he sees her in the tight little red number she is wearing he is more than ready to let her know that it's game on and she belongs to him. The annoying fact that she is dating some one is not going to be a factor. Just about everyone thinks Levi is a total tool and maybe even border line psycho. Nate getting involved in the picture couldn't happen at a better time. 

"You were fucking born to be mine, little firecracker, and mine you will fucking be."

Once Nate and Ember finally give in to admitting the truth about their feelings things heat up like a hot match to a piece of paper! They have years to make up for and they waste no time in doing so. Nate is in this for the long haul but it's a bitter sweet time. His club is the "in" place to be, on any given night there are huge crowds waiting to get in. He's working fourteen hour days and barely has time to see Ember. After all these years he can finally be with the girl he loves and he can't get any time to see her. 

"I'm a smart man, but not always a bright one. I have a lot to prove to you, but I'm here because it's where you are."

Throw in some crazy ex drama and a few scheming skanks and the story line is nicely peppered with some mild angst. Between that and the steam and When I'm with You is one of my favorites from the Hope Town series. Any time I get to see more of Maddoc Locke it's a winning situation for me! (and he is one protective papa in this story!) 

"All a good woman ever really wants is the unconditional love of her man."

Harper is a NEW YORK TIMES, WALL STREET JOURNAL and USA TODAY bestselling author residing in Georgia with her husband and three daughters. She has a borderline unhealthy obsession with books, hibachi, tattoos and Game of Thrones. When she isn't writing you can almost always find her with a book in hand.


“I want you so bad,” I mumble through the arousal rushing and flowing over every inch of my body, tingling up every nerve and swimming around inside me in overdrive.  “I’ve dreamed of this for so long,” I continue, my words coming out in a pant as I rock my hips.
                  “Ember,” he warns when I jerk my hips out of his unforgiving hold, giving us both the friction we’re in the need of when my wet and swollen lips slide against his erection.  “Stop,” he barks in a deep rumble, his neck straining as he takes my hips again between his hands.
                  “Never.”  I let my head roll back and start to pick up my movements, each thrust up getting the attention to my clit that has the burn in my core starting to fire up my spine, wrapping around me as it climbs through my body, gearing up to explode.
                  “Fuck!” he roars.
Before I realize what’s happening, he's flipping us.  My head lands in my pillows, just a breath away from the headboard in the center of my bed.  It takes me a second, still clinging to the climax that had been just seconds away from taking over, and I push my hair off my face with both hands.  When I look down my body, I almost retreat when I see the feral expression on the man kneeling between my spread legs. 

He takes huge body rocking gulps of air, his chest heaving with their power.  His hair is a loose mess hanging free to dance at his shoulders, a few pieces falling into his face that he either doesn’t notice or just doesn’t care about.
And his eyes are focused downward.
If I didn’t believe he was fighting the same all-consuming feelings as I was, I would have thought that his downcast gaze was for another reason, but seeing those brilliant emerald eyes locked on my very exposed and wet sex, I know that I’m the reason he’s being slammed with a hungered need. 
The power I feel seeing his reaction to my excitement is a high I never want to live without.  Something that I will wake up thinking about and fantasize every second we’re apart, trying to think of new ways to make him come alive like this.  That uncontrollable, feverishly strong emotion he’s wearing can only be an aftereffect of our chemistry.  Until it burns so bright that it’s exploding around us like a brilliantly beautiful display of fireworks.
And with that thought, he makes a sound low in his throat, pushing forward in the next breath to cover my body with his as his mouth takes mine in a deep, bruising kiss.  His underwear still keeping him from me completely, but that doesn’t stop him from thrusting against my body as if he was already inside me.  Each time he slams against me, the headboard slaps against the wall and my eyes roll back in my head.
It was foolish of me to think I would ever be able to control this man once I saw the fierceness burning in his scrutiny break free of his careful control.  When I try to push my hands into his hair, he breaks our kiss with a hiss and narrows his eyes at me.
“You’re not to touch me, Ember.  Not at all.  I’m so worked up right now because of you. I’m about to fucking come all over myself and the only place that’s going to feel my fucking come will be the inside of your pussy.  Do not test me by putting those wicked little hands on my body until I can take my time to show you what it’s really like to take while giving.
“Please,” I rasp past my dry throat, needing that so desperately.
“No, not please.  From this point on, the only word I want to hear from your lips is my name.  Moan, groan, scream out your pleasure, but you say no other word than my name.  I want to hear you scream that, Ember,” he stresses with a hard thrust.  “You don’t come until I tell you to,” he rumbles deep in his throat.  I lose his eyes as he bends to trace my ear with the tip of his tongue before whispering against it.  “And when you do, you had better do it loud enough to feel pain in your throat from the pleasure I’ll give your pussy.”
“Take me,” I beg, trying to rock against him, but his weight on me restricts my movements.
“Nate,” he grunts in my ear.  “No more fucking words but my name.  Know who is claiming you.  Let the whole fucking world hear who is taking you and making you his.”
He runs his hands up each of my arms, stretching them out until I can almost feel the edge of my mattress and his hands are curling around my fingers.
“Hold on,” he commands with a wink.

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