Thursday, November 15, 2018

Blog Tour: Pucked Love by Helena Hunting


Pucked Love, the final sexy and emotional standalone in the NYT bestselling Pucked Series from New York Times bestselling author Helena Hunting, is available NOW!

As an NHL player, relationships haven’t been my thing. Shrouded in secrecy and speculation, they never last very long. But then that’s what happens when you require an NDA before the first date.
Until Charlene. She’s like a firefly. She’s elusive, and if you catch her she’ll burn bright, but keeping her trapped dulls her fire and dims her beauty.
I caught her. And as much as I might want to keep her, I’ll never put the lid on her jar. Not at the risk of losing her. So I've let her set the rules in our relationship.
But as long hidden secrets expose us both, I discover exactly how fragile Charlene is, and how much I need her.
We’re all broken. We’re all messed up. Some more than others. Me more than most.

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Review by Lisa Kane

I loved this series from Helena Hunting and with every mention of Darren and Charlene I would get more confused. What was up with them? They were so secretive about their relationship. (and considering Charlene is besties with Violet, that can't be easy!)

Well our first inkling about this couple is a little strange and a lot kinky. Darren comes home with all hockey buddies and they get quite the eyeful of a naked, submissive Charlene.

In the middle of the room, halfway between kneeling and standing, is Charlene. My girlfriend. Naked. Well, apart from her pearl necklace and a pair of fuck-me heels. 

Now all teammates have seen her surrounded by a ball gag, mask, giant dragon dick dildo (that was from her Game of Thrones phase) and lots of lingerie. Darren is obsessive about his privacy; this isn't going to go over well.

Darren and Charlene have been together (or as close to together as you can call their relationship) for about two years. On their first date, Darren presented her with a non-disclosure agreement. Which she refused to sign.

"It's meant to protect us both."
"It's not a condom, Darren. It's an NDA. The next thing I know I'll have some kind of tracking chip and I'll be tied to your bed." 

Darren's made a lot of compromises over the years. On the surface one might think it's Darren holding them back from anything more permanent, but there is something right below the surface with Charlene. Something I just can't quite put my finger on.

What Charlene doesn't understand is that my needs end and begin with only her. 

Charlene's insecurities about Darren are only getting worse since there's a chance he may be traded due to an expansion draft for a team in Vegas. Where would that leave them?

Slowly, and I do mean slowly, some of the secrets these two have kept from each other are shared. But then that just brings up other concerns.

Until now I've never allowed myself to get involved with someone to the point of needing them so acutely. 

These two don't have walls around themselves-it's more like giant moats!

The neat lines we'd drawn seem to be erasing themselves, and I don't know how to do this without them. It makes me feel unsteady. 

All around them their friends' lives are changing...marriage and children and permanent homes. Things are moving quickly and the changes are making Charlene more than a little uneasy.

Darren tries so hard to show her how much he cares about her, but is she on the same page?

I feel like I'm losing her, as if I've opened the glass jar and this time when she goes free, she won't come back. 

Sometimes, no matter how far back our past is in the rear view mirror, some things just won't stay hidden. When it all blows up in everyone's face, where will that leave Darren and Charlene?

She's everything. She's all the missing pieces I need to feel whole. 


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You’re turning twenty-six. It’s your champagne birthday, so we need to do something fun.” Violet bounces, making her boobs shake and my mimosa slosh perilously. “It should be themed! We can all wear leather chaps!”

“Could you be any more cliché?” I roll my eyes. “Just to be clear, Darren doesn’t own chaps.”

“Just a ball gag and a mask with no eye holes, according to Alex.”

And we’re back to my sex life. I knew I was getting off so easy.

I wonder if Darren is catching this kind of heat today. I seriously doubt it’s worse than what I’m getting since I don’t think his friends are likely to push his buttons, but I’ll have to ask when I speak to him next. I’m not sure when that will be, either. The message I sent about Gertrude was pretty straightforward and doesn’t necessarily require a response. Maybe I should’ve worded it differently.

Sunny raises her hand, like we’re all still in middle school and she’s waiting her turn to speak. “Wouldn’t a mask with no eyeholes be dangerous? You wouldn’t be able to see where you’re going.” Her eyes widen, and she looks around the room. “And what’s a ball gag?”

I honestly love that Sunny has grown up in this highly overinformed society and still manages to be innocent.

“Yeah, Char, wouldn’t a mask with no eyeholes be dangerous?” Violet props her fist on her chin and smiles. “And please, do explain what a ball gag is.”

“I’m not sure you really want the answer to that, Sunny.” Poppy gives me a look I can’t quite decipher.

Sunny twirls her hair around her finger. “Why not?”

“Where’s the harm in a little bondage-sex education? It’s not like Miller’s ever going to go out and buy either item for her. First of all, Alex would murder him, and secondly, I don’t think that’s Miller’s thing.”

Sunny’s face lights up, and she does jazz hands. “Oh! I think I know what Miller’s thing is!”

Lily grins. “Eating your cookie?”

“He really likes to do that, a lot. When my belly gets too big I’ll have to watch from the mirror.” She gets a faraway look in her eyes. “But he has another thing! Kind of like how you and Randy are always getting it on in bathrooms, except I think it’s a bit more sanitary.”

“And it doesn’t cause thousands of dollars of damage,” Violet adds.

Lily throws her hands up in the air. “That sink was already falling off the wall. It’s not my fault it broke!”

“That was one expensive orgasm,” I say.

“And Randy says it was worth every penny.” Lily’s smile is devious as she bites her knuckle, then turns to Sunny. “Anyway, back to Miller’s thing.”

Sunny wiggles around excitedly in her chair. “So Miller paints my toenails for me.”

“Miller’s thing is painting your toenails?”

“Yes. Well, no. I think he likes my toes.” Her fingers go to her lips, and she looks around the room, her cheeks flushing.

“Say what now?” Violet asks.

”Sometimes he kisses them.” She covers her mouth with her palm and says something unintelligible.

Violet sits forward in her chair. “Hold on a second, does Buck have a foot fetish?”

“Um, I don’t know.” Sunny looks worried now. “Is that weird? Is it, like, mask with no eyeholes kind of weird?”

About Helena Hunting
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Helena Hunting lives outside of Toronto with her amazing family and her two awesome cats, who think the best place to sleep is her keyboard. Helena writes everything from contemporary romance with all the feels to romantic comedies that will have you laughing until you cry.

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