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Changing His Game
by: Megan Erickson
Publication Date: April 28, 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
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Author: Megan Erickson
Published: April 28th 2015
Source: Copy given by author for honest review
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Caution: May contain spoilers
He controls the game, but she’s rewriting all the rules…
Marley Lake is no stranger to awkwardness, but getting caught watching a dirty GIF by the company’s hot new IT guy exceeds even her standards. That is, until she realizes he's as turned on by it as she is. But with a big promotion on the line, she refuses to let her current dry spell be her downfall. Maybe.
Austin Rivers has no business lusting after the irresistible editor of Gamers Magazine. He's a secret partner in the business—and technically Marley’s boss. One look at that GIF, though, and he’s ready to install a whole lot more than just software…as long as she never finds out who he really is.
But reality’s not as virtual as it seems, and when Austin’s identity jeopardizes Marley’s promotion, he has to change his game or risk losing the only woman with the cheat code to his heart.
My Thoughts:
Put the words "sexy" and "nerd" together and I'm gonna be all over that. And if it's a book? You better BELIEVE I'm gonna be all over that and everything in between. When I first heard about this new series from Megan Erickson, I was excitement squared. Then when it arrived in my hands (er, on my ereader), I did a happy dance. Literally. Was my excitement justified? You better believe it was!
From the very beginning of this book, you're drawn in. Being in Marley's head had me giggling like crazy, and I was only in the first chapter. After the GIF incident, I was sitting on the edge of my seat wanting to see where it would lead Marley and Austin to next. And oh boy... talk about heating things up! It's intense and passionate all the way, but then he begins to romance her and it creates a more powerful dynamic in their relationship, completely solidifying the fact that you're beginning to fall in love with Austin yourself.
Changing His Game is steamy, romantic, humorous, and an absolute must read. One minute I'm laughing, the next I'm fanning myself, and then I'm swooning. Could you ask for anything more in a novel? Well, I couldn't. It was the perfect combination of everything I love. I thoroughly enjoyed all the gaming references, and REALLY wish I could play Aric's Revenge...especially if Austin were in the room. Megan Erickson's Gamers series will be followed and devoured by me, that's for sure!
My Rating:
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Despite her body language, she wasn’t passive in the kiss. She nipped at his lips and ran her tongue over his teeth, tasting him while he tasted her.
His whole body was on fire and Marley was the only thing keeping him from dissolving into ash.
He pulled out of the kiss and placed his lips at her ear. His left hand, which had been clutching her hip, trailed down the outside of her thigh.
“You taste sweet, just like I knew you would, Marley,” he breathed into her ear. His fingertips skimmed along the bottom of her dress, and he reveled in the small gasp that escaped from her lips. He tapped a finger on her inner thigh. “Would you taste as sweet here?”
She moaned, the sound torn from her throat and rippling over his skin as she dropped her forehead onto his shoulder.
Her legs trembled beneath his fingers, and he couldn’t wait any longer. He had to know. He walked his fingers up her thigh, so she knew exactly what he was doing. So she could pull away or protest.
But she didn’t. And when he reached her underwear, he ran one finger along her crease, over the fabric.
Damp.
“My sweet Marley,” he purred in her ear, and her whole body shuddered. “You’re wet already? Just from the sound of my voice, the touch of my hand at your throat, and the taste of my mouth?”
Her breath heated his shirt at his shoulder, and her back rose and fell with deep breaths.
Her consent came seconds later, a soft sound muffled against his shirt. “Please.”
He rotated his right hand so now it cupped the back of her neck, his thumb caressing the vein on the side and keeping her face pressed to his shoulder. And then he hooked her underwear with the thumb of his left hand and delved two fingers into her wetness.
She was soaked, her arousal slippery on his fingers, and he ran his tongue over the lobe of her ear. “Drenched. Could you come from my voice alone?”
Excerpt
He couldn’t wait anymore. He needed that mouth. And so he took it,
tilting her chin so he could delve his tongue between her lips to tangle
with her own. She tasted sweet and sour and feminine and he knew he’d
never be cured of his desire for her.
Despite her body language, she wasn’t passive in the kiss. She nipped at his lips and ran her tongue over his teeth, tasting him while he tasted her.
His whole body was on fire and Marley was the only thing keeping him from dissolving into ash.
He pulled out of the kiss and placed his lips at her ear. His left hand, which had been clutching her hip, trailed down the outside of her thigh.
“You taste sweet, just like I knew you would, Marley,” he breathed into her ear. His fingertips skimmed along the bottom of her dress, and he reveled in the small gasp that escaped from her lips. He tapped a finger on her inner thigh. “Would you taste as sweet here?”
She moaned, the sound torn from her throat and rippling over his skin as she dropped her forehead onto his shoulder.
Her legs trembled beneath his fingers, and he couldn’t wait any longer. He had to know. He walked his fingers up her thigh, so she knew exactly what he was doing. So she could pull away or protest.
But she didn’t. And when he reached her underwear, he ran one finger along her crease, over the fabric.
Damp.
“My sweet Marley,” he purred in her ear, and her whole body shuddered. “You’re wet already? Just from the sound of my voice, the touch of my hand at your throat, and the taste of my mouth?”
Her breath heated his shirt at his shoulder, and her back rose and fell with deep breaths.
Her consent came seconds later, a soft sound muffled against his shirt. “Please.”
He rotated his right hand so now it cupped the back of her neck, his thumb caressing the vein on the side and keeping her face pressed to his shoulder. And then he hooked her underwear with the thumb of his left hand and delved two fingers into her wetness.
She was soaked, her arousal slippery on his fingers, and he ran his tongue over the lobe of her ear. “Drenched. Could you come from my voice alone?”
About Megan Erickson
Megan worked as a journalist covering real-life dramas before she decided she liked writing her own endings better and switched to fiction.She lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, two kids and two cats. When she's not tapping away on her laptop, she's probably listening to the characters in her head who won't stop talking.
Well hello steamy covers, I do like how you share a broad range of Adult and new adult novels. This one does sound intriguing enough. I like hunour in books so I do want to look more into this read :) love the review x <3 Benish| Feminist Reflections
ReplyDeleteHahaha! Steamy covers for the win! It's a nice mix of everything. :)
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