WOLF IN GUCCI LOAFERS (TALES OF THE HARKER PACK #2)
Socialite Lindsey Vanessen wants someone to love who will love him back — an impossibility for a gay, half-human, half-werewolf. Too aggressive for humans, too gay for wolves, and needing to protect the pack from human discovery, Lindsey tries to content himself with life as a successful businessman. But when someone starts kidnapping members of wealthy families, Lindsey meets tough cop Seth Zakowsy—the hunky embodiment of everything Lindsey wants but can’t have.
Seth has never been attracted to flamboyant men. What would the guys in the department think of Lindsey? But intrigue turns to lust when he discovers Lindsey’s biting, snarling passion more than matches his dominant side. It might mean a chance at love for a cop in black leather and a wolf in Gucci loafers.
Still in the same universe as the book one, The Pack or the Panther, now we delve with the very intriguing character that is Lindsey. I must say that I was really anticipating this as I loved Lindsey in the previous book.
Lindsey Vanessen, a flaming rich queen at a glance actually has more layers in him than I could have imagined. As our awesome Lindsey, he’s a Super Granny, complete with the costume and “Dear sonny act“. As a gay elitist, he’s one of the most eligible gay bachelor out there with all the good stuff. As a half werewolf, he does not fit in both world and has always hold himself back. My heart goes to him. Lucky for Lindsey, a certain sexy cop is out for him.
I have always loved exploring new universe in a series, and the Tales of the Harker Pack is no exception. As I mentioned in the previous book review, this series takes a new perceptive in the shifter universe. The mystery bit is a nice touch while a tad obvious. The plot is intriguing and awesome, I loved the cameo of Cole and Paris here so much! And I would love to know more about Jazz, oh the cutie.
The only thing that put me off was probably the
lame cliched phrases and commentaries. They were so bad sometimes I felt like I was watching a soap opera with all the cheesy sound effects. But hey they do provide comic relief so maybe that’s just me.
All in all I very much enjoyed reading this. Although unexpectedly I liked the first book better. *gasp
Well, Ta darlings!
“Much as I love the opportunity, I don’t want to waste time driving.” He cocked a grin at Lindsey in the dark car.
“Don’t worry. You won’t. Drive.”
“Okay.” He hit the accelerator. Holy shit. Instant speed. No rumble, no roar, no lag or leaping ahead. Just zero to infinity with a touch. “Wow. This is freaky!”
“Fun, isn’t it?”
“Give me directions.”
“Okay. Pull down your fly.
“What?” He glanced over, but Lindsey’s face was not smiling—intense, actually.
“You want directions? You got them. Pull out your cock!”
He swallowed but reached down and pulled the zipper on his very crowded trousers. This sounded promising.
“Get it out!”
“Okay, okay.” He reached in, grabbed his leaking rod, and pulled it from its prison. Man, just rubbing on his briefs was almost too much. That was one sensitive cock. The thing stuck up out of his fly like a puppet.
“Pull the balls out too. I like balls.”
Seth chuckled. “Your wish is my command.” He flopped his balls out of the fly. They were already so tight they barely bobbled.
“Very, very pretty. Definitely Connecticut’s finest. Can I lick them?”
“Shit, feel free.”
“Drive carefully. Keep your eyes on the road.” Lindsey laughed.
Only a small space and a brake lever separated the two seats. Lindsey leaned over, insinuated his head into Seth’s lap and breathed. Oh man, hot breath warmed the tip of his dick.
“He seems glad to see me.”
Seth could barely breathe, much less talk.
Lindsey swallowed the thing whole. Sheeee-it! Heat flashed through Seth’s balls and up his spine like he’d been shot. The car swerved. Damn. He gripped the wheel and slowed down.
Lindsey’s lips popped off. “This is your driver training course. All gay cops must drive while receiving head.” He shoved Seth’s dick back in his mouth and sucked.
Oh God. His hips bobbed. Fuck. Fuck. His knuckles on the wheel were white, but he didn’t want to give up and stop. The speed and sucking went together like peanut butter and jelly. The quiet in the car was punctuated by low growling sounds coming from the suckfest in his lap. What was up with the guy? But man, the sounds were right on the money. He felt like a fucking animal.
His balls tightened further and tingling tickled at the base of his spine. “Lindsey, I’m going to come. I gotta stop. I’ll wreck the car.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 23. Her bestselling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. She lives with her soulmate husband and her soulmate dog in Laguna Beach, California, a pretty seaside town where she sets a lot of her books. Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!
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