Welcome back chickies for the awesomeness that is Torrid.
About the Author:
Like most authors, Jayne’s been writing stories all her life in her head and trying out dialogue into her steering wheel. Her goal is bringing to the page strong heroines, snappy dialogue, interesting predicaments and overall good stories. Throw that all in with some scorching sex scenes and she’ll call it a day.
Jayne’s real life is far less daring. She and her husband and are in the process of rearing a small herd of children. In between her “day job” as a lawyer and media consultant, Jayne has acted as band mom, theatre mom, football mom, wrestling mom and taxi service. Her favorite “homemade” dishes usually have a Costco label on them somewhere.
Jayne lives in the beautiful Irish Hills area of Michigan on a lake where her interesting neighbors always keep her entertained, her husband makes his own wine, and the fish are always biting.
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Title: Torrid, Book 1
Author: Jayne Blue
Genre: Erotic Romance/ Romantic Suspense
Disclaimer: A copy of this book was provided to me by the publisher in exchange for an honest review.
Sometimes, the thing you want belongs to someone else…
Jack - Once upon a time I had everything. The perfect family. The perfect life. In one horrible year, it went away. I can never have it back but I can hurt the man responsible for taking what was left. I know how to steal something even more important from him. He doesn’t see how she looks at me instead of him. I can make her burn for me, make her addicted to me before I send her back.
And it will be so easy.
Tora - I’ll cross any line to get to the truth, no matter who I have to hurt. I don’t have a choice. I’m not afraid to use sex to get what I want. I know you think that makes me a whore. But until you understand what’s at stake, you can’t know.
Don’t judge me until you do.
Sometimes, you have to take what you want no matter what it costs.
Let's discuss this book. Words can not explain how AWE-SOME this book is. Actually saying it's awesome is an understatement. I freaking loved every character in this story. The easiest way to explain the awesomeness that is Torrid I have to breakdown each character.
Jack is just SWEET BABY GOODNESS. He had a great childhood until he lost his mother and sister to a car accident. He had a really close happy family. After the accident, his dad met the horrible Miranda and Seth. Miranda pretty much pushed Jack out the family and paved a way for Seth. You see, Jack's dad made a computer program to help Jack read and it just blew up. It was always an understanding that the program to the least would be left to Jack upon his father's death. Umm no. Miranda got her dirty hands in the mix. What can I say, I'm happy the book started with Miranda's funeral. I don't think I could deal with Satan's Mistress through the whole book. Luckily, Jack was able to make his own wealth so he is not depending on the revenue from the program, it's just the principle of the matter. Also, Jack his been trying to get his mother's belongings for years before his father died and was always told no. Now Jack has to deal with his dick stepbrother Seth. That's pretty much Jack in a nut shell.
Seth is a dick. I mean there is no other way to explain him. His mom, Miranda or Satan's Mistress, took care of everything for him. He had no life if Miranda did not approve of it. Miranda had a lot of pull being a big time judge. Unfortunately, Seth is stupid. Yep, I said it. SETH IS STUPID! He feels like he is entitled to everything that Jack's father worked for. As one of Miranda's last freak you to Jack, she had everything handed down to Seth. I mean everything. Of course, Seth thought winner winner chicken dinner...such a dick. As Seth's last freak you to his mom, he started dating Tora. Seth treats Tora like a slut...I'm just saying it how it is. He treats Jack like a dog and uses Jack's mother's stuff as a carrot to wave in front of his face to get what he wants. Such a dick but what can you expect Satan's Mistress to produce? Ugh.
Tora is more than what meets the eye. This chick has a deep secret and being treated like a slut by Seth is helping her get what she wants...or she thinks. Tora worked as a file clerk for Miranda's firm until she was fired for dating Seth. Which was one of her plans...check. Tora was more of a show piece. At Miranda's funeral, Seth had Tora dress in a tight dress as a freak you to Miranda and a way of saying everybody look at me. Ugh dickface Seth....his new name. What Tora was not prepared for was Jack. She knew from jump that he would get in the way of her plans. Tora just wasn't sure how. She and Jack had a kinda inappropriate encounter at Miranda's funeral that left them both on edge. Tora is the man looking in on Seth and Jack's relationship. She is able to notice how Jack is being treat like an outcast and has to decide if she will be his ally or keep to her main task. Well, she kinda gets pulled into being Jack's ally plus a few other things for him.
That's my breakdown of the main characters. Now here's my thoughts on the story.
SWEET GOODNESS this book was HOT!!! I must warn all female readers. If you are in a drought, wink wink, go ahead and buy a box of panty liners....I'm just saying. If you are a woman with a man, good luck to him. Just don't break him. I AB-SO-LUTELY loved this book. Learning what Tora had up her sleeves was a big shocker. A even bigger shocker was seeing how far she would go to reach this end goal. Seth is a dick. Have I said that already? If not, Seth is a dick. It's kinda funny that Seth is a dick because he can't get his up. ROFLMBO. Did I go too far? My bad. Jack is a much needed splash of freak you that Seth needs in his life and a much needed penis that Tora needs in her life. Is there a line I can stand in for a Jack? Once you start this book, make sure that dinner is cook and the kids are taken care of because this is not a book that you will be able to put down. Torrid gets an insanely sweltering heart because GOODNESS you will be a puddle when you finish.
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Jack leaned in the doorway of the study giving me a cool smirk and my blood simmered. I’d been so careless. My mind spun, trying to weave the lie that might satisfy Jack as to why I was in this room alone. I didn’t belong here and he knew it. Seth accepted my lies so easily. Jack, I suspected, was a different species altogether.
“You seem to have a habit of sneaking up on me,” I said. He was casual, I would be too.
“You seem to have a habit of sneaking off,” he said. He moved away from the door and came toward me.
“She didn’t like me very much, your stepmother,” I said. I would stick to as much of the truth as I dared. He doesn’t know anything, I reminded myself. Until five minutes ago, I’d been careful.
“Me either,” Jack said. He was no more than a foot away from me. He had his hands in the pockets of his dress pants, making his suit jacket lay open. His crisp, white shirt stretched across his broad, strong chest. “Were you not good enough for her little boy, Seth?”
I sat back on the desk, crossing my arms in front of me I let my bare feet dangle. I had tossed my shoes in a heap by the door. Out there, I owned the dress Seth made me wear. It served my purpose to act as his trophy. In here though, it was just Jack. And he had a way of looking through me that made me feel naked.
“I didn’t know her very long,” I said. “She barely knew me before she died. I didn’t take her opinions personally.”
When Jack smiled, his eyes flashed. “You think you would have survived if she had?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean...how long have you been engaged to Seth? Two months, three? My guess is she was just starting to do her number on you.”
“Maybe,” I said. “But, like I said. I didn’t it take personally. I find a lot of people make assumptions about me at their peril.”
Jack nodded. “I think I can see that.”
“So what were you hoping to find by sneaking off back here?” I said. The second I said it, I knew I’d found my hook. Jack’s eyes darkened.
“Just looking around,” he said. “You know this wasn’t originally Miranda’s house. My father bought it for my real mother just a few months before she passed away. We never lived here though. It needed renovations. Miranda ended up doing them. What do you think of the place?”
“It’s big,” I said. A pulse beat toward Jack’s throat and I wondered if that was his tell. It beast faster as soon as he started talking about his real mother. “I think I would have gone with a more modern, less ostentatious flare.”
Jack nodded. “Maybe you’ll still get the chance. That’s what you’re after isn’t it with Seth? The money. The house. That’s the rumor everyone’s spinning.” His words were cruel but his eyes held mischief.
It was bait I was smart enough not to take. So, I cast my own. “What are you after? Seth got everything didn’t he? The money. The house. But you...you’ve always done fine on your own haven’t you? What could Seth possibly have that you still want?”
I smiled and tucked my hair behind my ear. Something in Jack’s expression shifted when I did it. He froze, the smirk melted off his face and a shadow came over him. He moved in close and cupped his hand around the back of my head, tilting it sideways. His breath was hot against my cheek. Until now, it was Miranda’s scent, Miranda’s presence that filled my senses in this house. In an instant, Jack Manning wiped all of that away.
I misread the gesture as he came close to me. Or maybe I didn’t. But, when Jack’s skin touched mine, it ignited something that I’d known was there from the second I saw him. My flesh burned hot where he touched me. I took in his clean, musky scent. My eyes locked with his. His brown eyes widened and flashed, seeing something in mine that he maybe hadn’t expected.
I could say I don’t know why I did it. I could say it just happened. But that would be yet another lie. I wanted him. I wanted something that was real even if it was just for one moment.
Jack brushed my earlobe with his thumb and I brought my hands up, sliding them across his shoulders and up along the back of his neck. I drew him down to me and brought my lips to his.
I kissed him.
There was the slightest tension in his arms but then he responded. Jack pulled me against him so every part of me touched him. I might have been naked since I had only the thin silk of my dress protecting my skin from his touch. His chest was firm and warm, his skin hot under my fingers as I drew him down even closer. As I pulled him forward, his weight pressed me further on the desk. He kissed me back slow and deep, his tongue probing, his lips a feathery touch against mine. He was holding back. When he finally broke away, the pulse at his throat beat furiously. My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath.
Jack didn’t say anything but kept his eyes locked with mine until he took two steps backward and turned toward the door. He took the knob in his hand and for an instant, I thought he was leaving. Instead, he quietly closed the door and engaged the lock. Then, he turned back toward me, his eyes smoldering. Heat flared between my legs as he came back to me with four strong strides.