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About EXQUISITE TASTE
He was a dare she couldn’t walk away from.
She was a game he was determined to win.
Jensen Stone was thriving in her first year of college. So thirsty for success she could already taste the achievements on her lips. Nothing would get in the way of her dreams, not even the social pressures of pledging. Until one night, she finds herself in the lion’s den of sorority row, accepting a dare she knew she couldn’t complete.
Damien Cross was bored. He no longer craved the dominance and control he had swirling in the palms of his powerful hands. He was determined to walk away from the empire he'd spent the last ten years building. What he didn’t factor in was the unexpected distraction. He might be angry at her inconvenient timing, but the urge to break the new toy dangling in front of him was all consuming. It wouldn’t hurt to play one last time.
One night. His rules.
Will she obey his demands to fulfill a dare?
Or will she realize his dark tastes are anything but exquisite?
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JD Hollyfield just knocked my socks off with Exquisite
Taste... or perhaps she melted those bad boys clean off with her hot and sultry
words. I feel the need to fan myself even finishing 20 minutes ago. I enjoyed
Jensen so much. She brought some much needed humor to the story and it was so
desperately needed combined with Damien’s sex appeal. Maybe I should’ve been
prepared but I was not prepared for the intense sexual attraction or that
intense need. I think I was expecting something a little sweeter but that is
not Exquisite Taste, Exquisite Taste is electric... it’s pulsating with this
reckless abandon that Jensen and Damien are incapable of fighting. Ahhh... this
was just amazing!!!
This really borders on a light 50 Shade of Grey but with a man that I liked 100% of the time! Hollyfield writing is perfection. She writes these scenes so you’re wiggling in your seat, clenching your thighs... so damn hot! I love how this storyline just explodes through the gate like a bull seeing red. It didn’t let up the entire book. I read this book within one day... I could not stop! If you’re looking for something that is serious in its sexual designs, something superbly written with in-depth description, want and need that is felt through every single page and this non-stop persistence... look no further. Just a warning... it could increase your likelihood of pregnancy! Yup, you’re gonna want it... want it now! Hard. Fast. Dirty. Raw. My husband thanks you Miss Hollyfield!!
I received an ARC of this book with the hope that I would leave an Unbiased Opinion. I was not required to leave a review, positive or otherwise, and my opinions are just that... my opinions.
This really borders on a light 50 Shade of Grey but with a man that I liked 100% of the time! Hollyfield writing is perfection. She writes these scenes so you’re wiggling in your seat, clenching your thighs... so damn hot! I love how this storyline just explodes through the gate like a bull seeing red. It didn’t let up the entire book. I read this book within one day... I could not stop! If you’re looking for something that is serious in its sexual designs, something superbly written with in-depth description, want and need that is felt through every single page and this non-stop persistence... look no further. Just a warning... it could increase your likelihood of pregnancy! Yup, you’re gonna want it... want it now! Hard. Fast. Dirty. Raw. My husband thanks you Miss Hollyfield!!
I received an ARC of this book with the hope that I would leave an Unbiased Opinion. I was not required to leave a review, positive or otherwise, and my opinions are just that... my opinions.
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EXCERPT
I caress the bare flesh of her neck with my thumb, my voice dropping an
octave. “Tell me, what would you do if I pushed you against this door, pressed
my lips here…” I press into the spot just below her ear. “And stroke my tongue
exactly where your pulse is beating erratically?”
I take a slow step toward her, closing the gap between us, and she
retreats one step back. “You know what that means?” I press harder over her
vein. “The way your heart rate has picked up? The way all five senses yell
danger, yet your endorphins are letting off a hormonal sensor that screams
curiosity even louder. You’re not one of those girls, but the fact that you
haven’t bothered to fight me off yet tells me you may want to be.”
Her lips part and I get the sudden desire to shove my tongue inside her
mouth. I take another step forward and get the pleasure of her body pressed
against mine. I smile at her loss of confidence as she gasps, realizing her
mistake. She shuffles back, and I follow step for step until her back hits the
door and I have her cornered. My head dips and goose bumps rise over her skin
beneath my fingertips as my warm breath coasts along her flesh.
“I’ve had my hand around your neck for over a minute and a half now,” I
whisper against her earlobe. “You haven’t even screamed for help, nor tried to
fight me off. Haven’t even shown a bit of defiance for someone who isn’t into
‘sick petting shit.’” I end with my mouth a hairsbreadth from her neck, her
pulse so erratic, I almost feel the vibrations on my lips. Her breath quickens.
If I wanted to take this farther, she’d let me. No questions asked.
But
she’s far from what I need.
Jensen
tilts her head slightly to the side, allowing me better access to her neck, and
I release her. She stumbles back and falls limp against the door at my brute
action, but I don’t bother to help steady her. “As I said, no.” I take a step
to the side. “Goodnight, Ms. Jensen.” I reach for the door, enjoying the fire
that ignites in her emerald green eyes.
“You…asshole.”
My
grip tightens around the handle as my dick rages with need. Twice, she’s had
the nerve to speak to me with such a tongue. Her mouth pisses me off, but the
thought of punishing her for it turns me red hot.
I need her gone.
I throw the door open, and she jumps. “That I may be, pet, but I’m an asshole
who has no room for the plain likes of you. Just as you said, your unlikeliness
to survive one night in this club is the reason why applying would be nonsense.
Go home, back to your pampered life. Return to whoever allowed you to borrow
their dress, which looks horrendous on you, and forget about your silly dare.
You’ve wasted enough of my time. Out.”
My words are harsh, but they do the job. I’ve driven her mute. If she’s
smart, she’ll stay that way and leave my office. At least read the cold look on
my face. No one, even a child like herself, insults me in my own club.
“You
can try to offend me all you want, I don’t give a shit. Trust me, you aren’t
anything to call home about either.”
I
laugh. “I’m deeply wounded, but I haven’t gotten to where I am by being nothing
to call home about.”
“Well,
you disgust me.” She crosses her arms over her chest, making her breasts more
appealing.
“Noted.
Out you go.” I place my hand on her back to help her out, but it gets shoved
off.
“Do
not touch me.”
Strike
three. My hand twitches, fighting off the need to grace her ass with a good
smack. Teach her a lesson for being so disobedient. “You’re really testing my
patience,” I grit out between clenched teeth. “I suggest you leave before I have
you escorted out by your hair.”
Her
mouth drops instantly. It wasn’t my intention to speak that harshly, but my
temper is at its breaking point. If I don’t get her out of my sight, I can’t be
responsible for what I might do.
“You
know what? With pleasure.” She turns and steps outside my office, spinning
back. “Have fun burning in hell, son of Satan.”
“I
most certainly will, Ms. Jensen.”
And
then my vision of her is cut off by the door slamming in her face. My heart
rate picks up, my hands at a small jitter. Lifting my palms, I wipe the stress
from my face and walk back to the mirrored window. After a few moments, I see
her storm through the crowd, then turn and lift her middle finger to the
window. I laugh at her courageousness—which is so unlike me. No one has
attempted to speak to me like that in a very long time.
Not
three minutes later, a knock sounds as the door opens. “Damien, the girl’s
being put in a cab.”
“Good.”
I turn away from the window and head toward my desk. “I want to know the location
of where she’s dropped off. Then I want to know everything about her.”
“Damien—”
Fredrick hesitates, trying to argue, but I cut him off.
“Everything.”
About J.D. HOLLYFIELD
J.D. Hollyfield is a creative designer by day and superhero by night. When she’s not cooking, event planning, or spending time with her family, she’s relaxing with her nose stuck in a book. With her love for romance, and her head full of book boyfriends, she was inspired to test her creative abilities and bring her own stories to life. Living in the Midwest, she’s currently at work on blowing the minds of readers, with the additions of her new books and series, along with her charm, humor and HEA’s.J.D. Hollyfield dabbles in all genres, from romantic comedy, contemporary romance, historical romance, paranormal romance, fantasy and erotica! Want to know more! Follow her on all platforms!
