Title: That Man 4 (The Wedding Story Part 1)
Genre: New Adult Erotic Romance
Release Date: October 31, 2014
Cover Artist: Arijana Karcic, Cover It! Designs
~ What's It About? ~
Nelle L’Amour’s USA Today bestselling THAT MAN series continues with more laughter, more drama, and more scorchin’ hot Blake Burns. You are invited to the wedding of the century… 700 guests and counting. All Blake’s tiger wanted was a small wedding in her parents’ backyard. But with Blake’s controlling mother calling the shots, not to mention the wedding planner from hell, Jennifer’s patience is tested. Meanwhile, Blake has to deal with a skeleton in the closet: a jealous, delusional woman from his past who harbors a secret… A big secret…one that threatens to tear the perfect couple apart. Will Blake and Jennifer get their happily ever after?
The THAT MAN series concludes with the epic, gripping final episode, coming in December 2014.
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~ My Thoughts ~
Ok as much as I want to be pissed off about the cliffhanger at the end, I'm extremely mad as hell for that by the way!! But the rest of the story makes up for it. Especially the wedding planner from HELL. I'd most def want to say this is the best one yet but I'm still hooked on That Man 3 for some reason that one blew me away the most. Don't get me wrong this one blew me away as well, just more things are coming to light that the author has brought out in her remarkable writing!!! Loved it if I haven't said that yet. This author has once again hooked me from the start of the story to the end of the story and I loved it!!
The story is a 2 person POV story that is told with love and loads and loads of sex they yummy pantie melting kind. The characters really didn't change at all I do feel that Jen was weaker in this one then the others and that kinda sucked but Mr. Burns was of course drop dead sexy!! However it does feel as if he is keeping something from Jen and all of us readers which suck because now I'm on the edge of my seat waiting; and boy does waiting suck.
Holy hell the amazing sex Jen and Blake have are out of this world Hott. I'm looking forward to more of this story that's for sure. I'm almost positive about more shocking things coming to surface for this journey and I want front row seats. This is one story that will blow your mind, Read it; must read That Man 1,2, & 3 before hand or you will be totally and completely lost on what the hell is going on and who's who. It still only took me 1 hole day to start and finish it that right there tells you how amazing it is.
~ Excerpt ~
Jen’s eyes stayed steady on my face as she digested my words. It was hard to read what was going through her head. I couldn’t blame her for distrusting me with my checkered past. Her silence was killing me. Finally, she parted her lips. “Why didn’t you tell me about her?” The softness in her voice and yearning in her eyes provoked me to run my hand along her jaw line. She didn’t flinch. I looked deep into her soulful green orbs. “Because she means nothing to me, tiger. She’s ancient history. I didn’t want to upset you.” And I didn’t want to go there. She fluttered her long-lashed eyelids. My cock tensed. I had to claim her. Let her know she was mine. “There’s only you, baby. I totally always love you. Only you. Every waking minute of the day. You do things to me no other woman ever has.” I put her hand to my cock. It was hard as rock. And then I put her other hand to my heart. “My heart only beats for you. You own it. No girl has ever owned my heart except you. I want you to believe me.” “I do.” Her voice was a whisper. The sweet innocence of her voice aroused me. I pushed my hips against her, pressing my erection firmly against her center. “You’re the only one I want to fill. I want fill your mouth. Fill your pussy. And fill your heart.” Impulsively, I crushed my mouth against hers and gave her a fierce, passionate kiss as my hands slid down her pajama bottom. I fiddled with my pants button and fly, and out sprung my cock ever so ready for her. With the help of my hand, I shoved it inside her, surprised she was so hot and wet. Placing my palms against the wall for support, I began thrusting into her forcefully, filling her to the hilt, while I tongue fucked her mouth and groped her tits. Groans escaped her throat and her breathing grew ragged. I picked up my pace, making my thrusts harder and faster. Her breaths came in pants and her groans became whimpers. She pressed hard against my shoulders, pushing me away and forcing me to free her mouth. Her face looked heated and impassioned. So fucking beautiful. “Blake,” she panted out. “Is this makeup sex?” “If. You. Think. We. Had. A. fight,” I grunted back with each successive, hard, long stroke. “I’m not sure.” “Just shut up and let me fuck you.” God. No one felt as good as my tiger. “Okay,” she groaned, letting me reclaim her mouth. Without losing contact, I lifted her up against the wall. Wrapping her legs around me like a warm pretzel, she splayed her hands on my ass, and rocked her hips forward to meet my thrusts. Her whimpers morphed into shrieks, and I knew she was close to coming. Hard. I wanted to hear my tiger roar my name. So, I released her mouth again, not caring if she woke up the neighbors. “Come for me, tiger,” I urged, banging her into submission. “Blake!” she cried out as she let go, her body shuddering inside and out with spasms of ecstasy. She clung to me as my own epic climax took hold of me, my load bathing her with sweet bliss. Catching her breath, she rasped, “We should fight more often.” I smoothed her damp hair while she held on to me. “Nah, baby. We should just talk more often.” And then I smacked my lips against hers so she couldn’t say another word.
~ Meet The Author ~
Nelle L’Amour is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Los Angeles with her Prince Charming-ish husband, twin teenage princesses, and a bevy of royal pain-in-the-butt pets. A former executive in the entertainment and toy industries with a prestigious Humanitus Award to her credit, she gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago but still enjoys playing with toys with her husband. While she writes in her PJs, she loves to get dressed up and pretend she’s Hollywood royalty.
Her books include the highly rated Seduced by the Park Avenue Billionaire Boxed Set, Undying Love, Gloria’s Secret, Gloria’s Revenge and the That Man trilogy. Gloria’s Forever, a novella, will be published in Spring 2014.
That Man 1(FREE For A LimitedTime)
That Man 2
That Man 3
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***I received this story for free in exchange for an honest review***
Nelle L’Amour is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author who lives in Los Angeles with her Prince Charming-ish husband, twin teenage princesses, and a bevy of royal pain-in-the-butt pets. A former executive in the entertainment and toy industries with a prestigious Humanitus Award to her credit, she gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago but still enjoys playing with toys with her husband. While she writes in her PJs, she loves to get dressed up and pretend she’s Hollywood royalty. 
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