Saturday, June 4, 2016

Review: Dirty Love by Meghan March


Greer Karas has been mine since the first day I saw her.
I walked away because she deserved better than I could offer, but I always planned to come back and stake my claim when the time was right.
But true to form, Greer wasn't willing to wait. She threw down a challenge, and I’m meeting her head-on.
I’m not walking away this time because sometimes you have to fight dirty for love.

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3.5 Stars
Review by Lisa Kane

Dirty Love picks up exactly where Dirty Girl ended. Greer Kavas has just learned some devastating news about Cav Westman from her brother Creighton and the foundation beneath her feet is slipping. Is everything a lie? Has she wasted the last three years pining for a man who isn't worth it?

"Look at me, baby girl. Please."

But Cav isn't about to let Greer slip through his fingers. Creighton might think he can get him out of his sister's life, but before Cav became Hollywood's hottest actor he was crafty and knew how to play dirty to get what he wanted. He's going to prove that all over again. 
But just how far will Cav go to get Greer to give him another chance? Are there other secrets he's hiding and will Greer be able to move past the things he's done? But first he has to get Greer to agree to talk to him.

Size doesn't matter if it just means you're an even bigger dickhead. #BigDick#KissMyAss#NeverAgain#GreerOut#NoCavDo

Dirty Love has a ton of sex, to be honest, almost too much sex. There is plenty of BDSM action though, so if that's a turn on for you, you won't be disappointed. I do love a story with a mob element and this one weaves a mystery about Cav's father and Cav's past actions. The connection between Creighton and Cav makes for some interesting reading. 

I was a big fan of Creighton and Holly's series, that one centered around the plot line more and focused on their physical relationship a lot less. Although the characters were interesting Cav's need to constantly dominate caused me to skim over some pages. I like a strong Alpha but he was a little too much over the top. Greer seemed to just cave in every time he told her to take off her panties. I kept wondering why he left so abruptly and when all was revealed towards the end, I wasn't left with any unanswered questions regarding his motives. 

The sins of the past may not stay buried where they belong, but I refuse to let them rule our future. 

Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She's also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she's ever had. She loves hearing from her readers at

Right now, I just want Cav. I might still want to kill him later, but not right this moment.
I suck his finger into my mouth, laving it with my tongue and lips and dragging lightly down it with my teeth.
As we hurtle down the runway, I make promises to him with my eyes. Take the restraints off or don’t; I’m still going to want you.
Cav reaches out with his other hand and cups my breast, covered only by the soft material of my thin T-shirt. Chill bumps prickle along my skin when his fingers close around my nipple and twist.
A moan escapes my lips, and I press into his touch. We say nothing until the captain announces that we’ve reached our cruising altitude.
Cav removes his seat belt and mine before hauling me back onto his lap.
“Jesus Christ, woman. Feel what you did to me.”
He presses his hips up and against me, and I wiggle my ass against his cock’s solid length.
“I want it.”
“Good, because I’m going to lower you onto your knees, unzip my pants, and help you take it down your throat. And then I’m going to lift you up on my lap and slide your pussy down my cock until you’re full of me.”
His dirty talk kills me every time.
“What are you waiting for?” I ask, my tone taking on a seductive depth.
“Need to taste you again first.”
His lips crush to mine, and his tongue dives inside without waiting for invitation. Cav kisses like he does everything else—throwing his whole self into it. His hand is buried in my hair, tilting my head the way he likes. I moan into his mouth, loving the urgency radiating from him.
Finally, he pulls my head back, his eyes greener than before. “On your knees, baby girl.”
I nod as he helps me to the floor, the plush carpeting cushioning my position. Cav unzips his jeans and fists his cock as he pulls it out. As I lean forward, my hair falls around my face, but with my bound hands, I’m helpless to pull it back.

Cav wraps one hand around the tangled strands and clenches it behind my head. I’m at his mercy, and yet I’ve never felt more powerful. The need in his eyes burns into me, and I want to give as much as I want to take.

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