MY REVIEW -
They have been married for 18 years with two amazing children. But the intensity of their love for each other seemed to dwindle. Amidst all these problems and tension, Amy found a man online to talk to, and yes, it was not her husband. Or she’d like to think so, because every time she chats with him, she fervently wishes it was her husband she was talking too. Deep inside, she missed her old Brian – but their relationship no longer holds intimacy and her husband seems so far away she couldn’t reach him.
She found Cool_Hand_Luke in a movie chat room and they instantly hit it off. What started out to be an online conversation, became flirting, and suddenly went into a curve when a little bit of intimacy was thrown into the picture. The online guy becomes someone she wished her husband was. As the holidays are coming, she tries to hold her family together, while exploring her new found online relationship. Will the two of them ever meet? Will she sacrifice her marriage for someone she hasn’t met? Or will she save her own marriage?
The plot was pretty much predictable – but I wanted to know what will happen afterwards. I want to know their reaction, and the consequences of their actions. Some marriages can go downhill with time – but it takes two to tango. Meaning, the couple must work together to make it through the hardest times. Marriage is not always a piece of cake, it takes a lot of effort to make it work.
Despite its predictability, I liked Amy. Especially the transformation her character has undergone. I think Cool_Hand_Luke made her more confident about herself, and motivated the changes she needed. As for Brian, he needed one good wake up call for him to realize that he could love no one else but Amy. Falling for Him is a story about second chances. A story of two couple who found their way back into each other, and proved that love was indeed stronger and sweeter the second time around. It was short, sweet, and HOT. Definitely HOT.
★ARC Copy was given in exchange for an honest review.★
She stood before him and dropped her robe, revealing the breasts that had nursed both of their children and hips that had bore them. Her stomach was a little poochie, and everything was stretched, but it was her body, and damned if he was going to make her feel ashamed of it.
He stood, his gaze traveling up her body, from her toes to her face, and he cocked an eyebrow at her.
"What do you want me to do?"
She almost gave up then. But she couldn't. Taking a shaky breath, she said, "I want you to fuck me, Bryan."
In less than two strides, he was on her, pushing her back roughly, until the back of her legs hit the desk.
"You want me to fuck you, Amy?"
The look in his eyes was wild, intense, and scary. It was like he was at a precipice, and she had just told him to jump. She bit her lip, and nodded, unable to tear her gaze away from his face.
Bryan closed his eyes and breathed in a harsh ragged sounding breath. Then, without opening his eyes, he reached for her, grabbing her ass while his mouth suckled her neck. He lifted her on top of the desk and slipped his fingers into the waistband of her panties. With a growl, he ripped them off and shoved her legs open. His mouth was on her breast now, biting and sucking.
Amy didn't know what to do. This was what she'd asked for, but it wasn't like anything she'd ever experienced with Bryan before. It was like he was a different person.
Or she was.
Realization dawned, and Amy tried in vain to push him back.
Instead of stopping, Bryan pushed his cock inside her folds roughly, filling her with a groan. He pumped in and out of her faster and harder than he'd ever done. In spite of herself, Amy started to feel a pressure build inside. A warm ripple that threatened to turn into a crashing wave. Bryan still hadn't opened his eyes, and she just knew that he wasn't fucking her.
He was fucking somebody else.
She was breathless now, almost on the edge. "Bryan."
His voice was harsh. "Scream for me, baby."
"What?" Oh god, she was almost there. Bryan's mouth captured her breast again, and he bit down. Hard.
Amid a terrifying mixture of pain and pleasure, Amy hit the edge and screamed, as the raw release shuddered through her. He kept pumping furiously, harder and harder, until he came and fell on top of Amy.
Never once did he open his eyes.
When she had caught her breath, Amy said, "Who is she?"
Bryan lifted his head and looked at her. "Who?"
"Who were you thinking about just then?"
"What? Nobody." Amy had known Bryan her entire life, and the guilt in his eyes was clear as glass.
He ducked down and reached for his pants to pull them up, before turning to lower himself back in his recliner.
She watched him, skin glowing with the after-effect of sex, his hair in need of a trim. His workouts had been working. Whoever he was trying to impress would be pleased.