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7/31/2017

PROVOCATIVE & Shameless By Lisa Renee Jones: Review & Buy Links

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Book one in the sexy and scintillating new White Lies duet by Lisa Renee Jones! 

There are those moments in life that are provocative in their very existences, that embed in our minds forever, and sometimes our very souls. They change us, mold us, maybe even save us. But some are darker, dangerous. If we allow them to, they control us. Seduce us. Quite possibly even destroy us. 

The moment I walked into Sonoma’s Reid Winter Winery and Vineyard and made eye contact with Faith Winter for the first time was one of those moments. Provocative because I know at least one of her secrets, of which, I suspect she has many. Provocative because she believes I was a stranger to her when we met, but I am not. Provocative because I sought her out, with no intention of touching her. But now I have.

​Now I want her. Now I have to have her. But that changes nothing. It doesn’t change why I came for her.


Book two: Shameless Now Live!



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PROVOCATIVE: causing annoyance, anger, or another strong reaction, especially deliberately?. 

When Nick 'Tiger' Rogers first meets Faith Winter at a gathering at her winery his intentions of getting to know Faith are one of deception, he believes Faith has something to do with her fathers sudden death albeit a heart attack but as the plot thickens and there's more investigations by Nick you are left wondering did she? didn't she?. 

Nick is a sharp lawyer, aka tiger and Faith is an artist who also inherited her fathers winery. Both have 3 things in common,  the sudden death of their parent by heart-attack, Nick lost his father and faith lost her mother, both disliked said parent and both parents were cheaters. 

Nick is investigating his fathers death and believes there is fowl play with the questionable written cheques to Faiths mother and Faith is fighting off debt collectors for unpaid bills that her mother never paid, both mysterious in their own way, Why was Nick's father writing cheques and why was faiths mother not paying bills when she had money? Mysterious. 

Nick is the only one in this plot investigating his fathers death and all the mystery surrounding it while Faith blindly enters into a relationship unawares of the lies and deception and what is going on behind the scenes. 

lust and love can allow you to be blinded by the truth, is Nick being blinded as he begins to fall hard for Faith or is there more to find out. Faith comes across as innocent enough, worrying over the winery that her father loved while allowing her love of painting and art take a back seat until her new found relationship with nick inspires her to paint again. 

This is one of those stories that slowly unravel but still leaves you hanging and you feel like it is only just on the tip of warming up while doing so but there's no denying this is a sexy and suspenseful read. 

Pure curiosity would drive me to read book two in this duet, it was too slow going and lacking of drama for me to enter into it for any other reason so hopefully that will change.  

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EXCERPT

I pick her up and set her on the counter, spreading her legs, my hips settling between her knees, hands on the lace bands of her thigh highs. “Then again,” I say, my fingers sliding up her naked thigh, to rest just at the edge of her silk panties, “since I’m such a bastard, if you tell me it’s not enough, I might not care. But I’ll try to be polite about it all.”
“Polite?” she asks, giving a choke
d laugh, her hands covering mine on her thigh. “You?”
“I’m so fucking polite,” I say, “I deserve an award for proper manners.” I stroke the silk between her legs, her spine arching as I do. “I’ll carry your bag for you,” I continue. “I’ll hold the door for you.” I lean in and press my cheek to hers, mouth at her ear. “I’ll make you wet,” I say, shoving aside her panties and stroking the slick heat of her body, my reward in the soft moan that slides from her lips. “I’ll let you come when I’m ready for you to come. I’ll even warn you right before I rip your panties off.” I grip the silk in my hand and yank it away, shoving them in my pocket before settling on one knee in front of her. “And now I’m going to lick you in the very spot you want me to lick you but I’m not going to let you come.” I lean in, and run my tongue along the exposed skin just above the lace of her hose, then caress a path to her s*x, where I pull back just enough to allow my breath to trickle over her, my c*ck so fucking hard it hurts.
She makes a sexy, desperate little sound...



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The second and final book in the sexy and tantalizing White Lies Duet from New York Times Bestselling Author Lisa Renee Jones.

Nick "Tiger" Rogers, sought out Faith Winter with revenge as his agenda. He made her his obsession. He seduced her. He made her want him. He made here trust him. And then he trusted her. He wanted her. He loved her. 
But now, the lies will be exposed, the truth revealed. 
Hearts will be broken. Lives shattered.
Nick. Faith. 
The truth. The passion. 
The SHAMELESS obsession.
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EXCERPT
I’m kissing her, drinking her in and this time, and unlike the kiss by the refrigerator, I don’t hold back and neither does she. Our tongues connect, stroke, battle…but it is one I will win. I will demand everything she has to give me. I want her free will. I want her as exposed as I vowed to make her, and it’s not to prove she’s a killer. It’s for me. For the man in me who not only wants to own t
his woman, I will. And when she tries to resist, when I sense her trying to withhold even a piece of herself, my hand covers one of her breasts. My fingers stroke her nipple with delicate, sensual touches that become rougher and rougher.
She pants into my mouth, and satisfied that wall she just tried to put up has fallen, I nip her lips, lapping at the offended area before I pull back, fingers still tangled in her hair. I yank at my tie and unbutton the last two buttons still intact, but I don’t move away. Not yet. I kiss her again, hard and fast, and while the resistance is gone, the taste of challenge remains on her lips, but it will soon be submission. She just doesn’t know it yet.
My hands go to her hips and I lift her off the counter and pull her to me, molding every soft perfect female part of her to my harder body, one hand cupping her sweet little ass. My lips linger just above hers, and damn it, there is this deep ache in me for this woman that is unfamiliar, unwelcomed. The lies I’ve told her are a fist in my chest that I reject. I have to know the truth and it’s not a truth someone just tells.
I squeeze her ass and then draw back and smack it, testing her, feeling out the depth of those nerves she showed me, her comfort level with where I might take her. Making a judgment on where I think she wants me to lead her. She doesn’t jolt with the impact. She doesn’t act shocked or angry. She leans into me, her body already submitting to me even if her mind has not, her hand covering my hand where it covers her breast. Her message is clear: She wants the kind of escape I’ve just offered. She wants me to push her to go to places that consume, to leave room for nothing else but the here and now. No fears. No nerves. No emotion, of which I hope like hell does not include guilt.
Whatever particular sins she wishes to escape—and to me emotions that control us are sins—she doesn’t just want someone to f*ck. She wants that invisible something that she believes I can give her. After two years of trusting no one, she’s chosen to gamble on a man who’s here to expose more than her passion. If she is guilty of murder or blackmail, or both, I’m a master in every sense of the word. If she’s innocent, I’m a bastard in every sense of the word. I kiss her again, and this time there is anger on my tongue, accusation, my own lies, and maybe hers.
And when I pull back, my anger, my own torment over my actions, her trust, her possible sins and mine, have shifted the mood between us. Intensity that wasn’t there moments before pulses between us, a living thing, a band wrapping us, pulling us closer but in a dark, volatile way. Her hands grip my arms, fingers flexing into my skin. Our breathing is ragged, heavy. I scoop her up, aware of how naked she is but for her thigh highs and her high heels, aware she is mine to own now, and mine to destroy if I so please. And she doesn’t know it. There is something powerful and arousing about this idea that I’m pretty sure makes me a sick f*ck, and I’m accusing her of being no better, she just doesn’t know it. But I reject the guilt that pierces a tiny part of my black, steel heart for her and her alone. I’ll make being owned feel so good for her.
I carry her to the living room, but I don’t take her to the couch. I take her to the rug in front of the fireplace and lower her to her feet in front of me. She reaches for me, and damn, as much as I crave those hands on my skin, I resist and catch her wrists.
“You touch me when l say you can touch me from this point forward.”
Her eyes flash with defiance. “And if I don’t agree?”
“Then I don’t touch you.” I walk her to me, her elbows bending, arms resting between us. “We both know what you want from me.”
“Which is what?” she demands, a hint of vulnerability in her voice that I find sexy as hell.
“An adrenaline rush. The kind that pushes your limits but comes with a burn for more tomorrow, not with the regret your nerves fear I’ll give you. But your hard limit pushes for just that. It says, all or nothing tonight. It says, go there now or there is no chance to go there later. I won’t go there now just to live up to your hard limit.”
“I didn’t set sexual limits. I set a time limit.”
“If you didn’t have a sexual limit, you wouldn’t have gotten spooked earlier and you wouldn’t have gone untouched for two years.”
“That two years has nothing to do with us tonight.”
“It does to me. You have limits. Someone broke them.”
“I don’t have limits tonight.”
“Except one night. And that creates a limit for me. I won’t take you too far and find out it’s too far, too late, to turn back time. Consider that my new hard limit, added to my promise to make you want more than tonight. Because I do.”
“If you plan to treat me like a delicate flower, this ends now.”
“I don’t do delicate flowers, sweetheart. Cowering females don’t get me off. But you aren’t that, and you do. You get me off, Faith. But submission isn’t weak. It’s fearless. It’s pleasure. But it’s also trust.“

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This is the second part of the white lies duet. 

Well after finishing book one, curiosity won out along with the hope that book two would have more speed. 

I discovered who was the real murderer of Faith s mother and Nicks father, all secrets are revealed but alas it was very slow going with a heck of a lot of dialogue. 

In theory the plot was interesting but it dragged on and I was losing interest numerous times despite the hot scenes. 

Curiosity killed the cat so they say.
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