Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Blog Tour & Review: Accidentally In Love With The Biker By: Teri Ann Stanley

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Publication Date: February 8, 2016 
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance


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Aspiring writer Kelli Dalton needs a man, and fast. When she’s rear-ended by a sexy-as-sin biker on the way to a Vegas romance readers convention, she sees her chance. If he’ll pose as her fake boyfriend long enough to impress a bestselling author, Kelli has a shot at saving the bookstore for underprivileged kids she runs back home. Quinn Anderson doesn’t know what to make of the cute little writer who stirs his heart and his libido, but he does know he wants to get better acquainted. And if that means keeping up their sexy ruse all week, he’s game. Quinn knows girl like Kelli deserves someone with a secure future to help with her store, not a guy struggling to turn a profit on his chopper shop. But if his motorcycle designs win the big Vegas competition, he’ll have enough prize money to fund his dreams…and hers.


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My Thoughts

Wow, this was so not like anything that I have read before, thinking it's going to be like a regular MC romance story I was completely thrown off balance with this one. I was wrong for thinking that. My first time reading anything from this author and I can personally say that it wont be the last time either.  She has done a really amazing job with the writing for this story and the amount of details it took to make this story come alive, unremarkable. Once I was finished I was left speechless and wanting more and more of this really great love story. I loved how it was based off of a author trying to make a life for herself, while her home life was doing anything but that. his life was no better trying to do better and be his own person, basically breaking out of the shell he once was in. I know I only rated this with 3 stars that's because I felt it was similar to another story I read not at all the same but some things that were just about the same. I don't want to name names and what not or put this author down at all I just felt deep down that some pages the way the story was going I kept getting the other story popping in my head. The story flow was really great, the details was awesome and the love story was even better once I could get my mind wrapped around the actually story and not bouncing to the other one I was ready to go and couldn't put it down. Some things didn't make sense while others was to many details to lead up to it.  Full of laughs, love and heartache on almost every page, more laughs then heartache. It was a fun loving story to read and a nice change of pace for me. Yes the words and story itself had me flipping the pages after pages, and kinda made me want more once it was over. Even though there are a lot of things i like about the story, I just can't give it more then 3 1/2 stars as I felt it was a lot like the other story that I have read before.  I'ts a beautiful piece of work and I know I want to read more from this author.

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Kellie was trying to figure out how to politely excuse Quinn for the night without sinking to the floor, wrapping herself around his knees, and begging him to stay and hang out with her when the first sex sounds came through the hotel walls.

They were not soft, gentle gasps of pleasure. No, these were groans and moans worthy of the Haunted Mansion at Disney World.

She was mortified. Here was this nice guy—a complete stranger who had sacrificed his entire evening to do her a favor—and he was trapped in a hotel room listening to people have sex. The fact that it was people she knew made it so much more horrifying.

So, this was weird. What now? “I guess they’re busy enough—you could probably escape, if you want.”

But then he gave that grin—a grin she bet had gotten Quinn into, and out of, an awful lot of trouble in his youth—and said, “No way. I bet we can have louder, better sex.”

Her whole body flushed at the thought, completely on board with the idea, but her brain was still engaged enough to recognize that she barely knew this man.

Looking right into her eyes, he let out a bellow like a wounded bull. This was followed by a deep, rumbling, “Oh, Kellie, baby. I have been waiting for this forever.”

She nearly choked on the giggles that erupted.

“Yeah? You like that, don’t you?” he said—loudly—motioning her toward the bed. He sat down, hard, onto the mattress, bouncing the box springs enough to creak.

She jumped on next to him and they alternated bounces, making sounds that she prayed she never really made during sex. Although if sex with Quinn was even half as good as it seemed like it might be, she didn’t care what she sounded like or who would hear her.

“Are you ready for me, baby? Are you ready for this? Do you want this?”

“Oh, yes, Quinn. Give it to me. Let me see that big—” She stopped and stared at him. And looked at his crotch—a totally involuntary action. From what she could tell, he wasn’t completely unaffected by their little game.

And he’d seen her look. Well, the hell with it. What happened in Vegas…

“Give me that big porn star cock, you stud,” she yelled.“Oh my God, yes. Oh, I need lube! You’re bigger than my vibrator.”

Quinn cracked up, rolling over on the mattress, covering his face with the pillow to stifle his laughter.

But then he was back in the game. He turned and grabbed the headboard and began slamming it into the wall at a rate of about a million thrusts per second.

Watching the muscles of his arm work, she couldn’t help but imagine the muscles of his ass and thighs straining to pump into her and figured she probably wouldn’t need lube if the real thing was coming at her even a quarter that hard and fast. Just the idea was making her feel a little slippery.

But as impressive as Quinn was, Kellie wasn’t going to let him be the master of her domain just yet. She stood on the bed and began to bounce, letting out vigorous “unh, unh, unhhhhhs.”

Quinn turned to watch her and said, “Faster, baby, faster.” Then he leaned back against the headboard with his arms crossed behind his head, legs stretched out on his side of the bed.

So she jumped faster. And higher. And realized that she had on a skirt, and was jumping up and down right above a hot guy that she barely knew, and he was—yes, he was looking up her skirt. When he wasn’t watching her boobs bounce.

And from the looks of things below his belt, he was enjoying the show.

Recognition caused her to lose her footing. One foot slipped off the bed, and with a cry she flew forward—toward Quinn’s reclining self, landing on him—and coming to rest with her face inches from his.

“Hi,” he said, after he caught his breath.

“Uh, hi.”

There was silence next door.

“Think we impressed your friends with our virility?”

“Oh, yeah.” Kellie was impressed with the hot, hard body beneath hers. Her legs were intertwined with his and his leg pressed against the hem of her skirt. His thigh wasn’t quite all the way between hers, but with a wiggle or two—She froze. The air-conditioning wafted over her slightly sweaty skin, cooling everything that wasn’t touching Quinn.

Her hands rested on his solid shoulders, and he had one palm on her waist and one on the back of her thigh, where her knee was bent outward in that almost-straddle position. She was in a hotel room staring into the mesmerizing eyes of a stranger in a very compromising position. If he wasn’t honorable…or if she wasn’t— And she was beginning to doubt her good-girl status.

He let her go just as she squirmed off him and to her side.

Could you say awkward?

“So. In your romance-land fake boyfriend world, do I roll over and go to sleep now that my caveman requirements have been met or do I pretend to want to cuddle, or what?”

Teri Anne Stanley
Teri Anne Stanley began her writing career with scientific articles—followed by a three-ingredient recipe column, but wasn’t allowed to write sex scenes for them—so now she writes fun, sexy romance filled love, angst and nekkid parts. She’s also worked as a fashion designer for female body builders and a sex therapist for rats. In her spare time, she is a neuroscience research assistant. Along with a variety of teenagers and dogs, she and Mr. Stanley live just outside of Sugartit, which is—honest to God—between Beaverlick, and Rabbit Hash, Kentucky.




***I received this story for free in exchange for an honest review***

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