Undo Me: The Good Ol’
Boys
By Best Selling
Author M. Robinson
Cover Design: TheFinal Wrap
I met her when I was sixteen.
I fell in love with her when
I was seventeen.
She brought me to my knees
when I was twenty.
I loved her against reason.
I loved her against hope.
I loved her against all odds.
Now she's back, a constant
reminder of what I lost, what could have been.
I hate her.
I resent her.
I still love her.
Can I forgive her...
Will she be my end once again
or my beginning?
Rachel's Review~
Fucking Amazing. This was THE best book that I've read this year...Hell, I think it's the best book I've read in a long while. JUST. FUCKING. AMAZEBALLS. really!
I loved VIP, book 1 was my fave...when M Robinson decided to come out with something decidedly different I was worried...I read Complicate Me and Forbid Me, they were good. So I had to read Undo Me, book 3 in this Good Ol' Boy Series, knowing it would be good, a worthy read, I wouldn't regret the hours it took to read it...but SHIT! Undo Me went so far beyond good...I'm speechless and that doesn't happen very often.
~I had become one of those cliches, the guys that I made fun of. I grew a goddamn pussy overnight. I barely know this girl, and yet I couldn't stop thinking about her. She was consuming me and she didn't even know it.
Dylan and Aubrey are both wonderful characters, but it's their hearts and souls, their words and actions we fall in love with, until we don't.
~The deeper the love, the deeper the pain.
It was tear jerking, gripping, gutwrenchingly raw in all the right places. The events these two lived through, loved through, and eventually lied through. It was an angsty, emotional mess of a story and never before was I as glad as I was that I was home alone, reading, crying my ever-loving heart out.
But...on top of the overly emotional read (yeah, it doesn't help that I'm an emotional reader anyways) it was sexy as hell.
~He was never rough with me, we always made love, but I wanted him to own me. To break me in every way possible. Mentally. Emotionally. Sexually.
And all of this in just the first freaking half of the book! I read from 7 am to 2 pm on and off, jumping to facebook when I needed some mental health time...I was shattering inside. Feeling like I'd been devoured whole.
~Life. I stood up so fast I knocked my chair over, raising my fist and slamming it into the mirror as hard as I could. It shattered all around my hand. Shards of glass cut through my numb skin. Still nothing. "I hate you!" I punched it again, the glass breaking wider. "I fucking hate you!" I yelled, smashing my fist into the mirror over and over again. Screaming at the top of my lungs, "I fucking hate you! I hate you! Do you hear me! I hate you!"
Seriously an emotion journey through roughly 20 years of mostly hell. OMFG. That really about sums it up. Fucking Amazing!
This deserves every star in the universe!
M Robinson, I liked your stories before, I freaking LOVED this one. Thank you!
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THE PROLOGUE HERE FOR FREE!
He pulled back a little, resting his forehead on mine to
look into my eyes. To cripple me in ways I never thought possible. There was a
hunger in his glare that I couldn’t quite place, he wasn’t even touching me and
yet I still felt him all over. Both of us were panting, our breathing mirroring
one another’s, our hearts escalating higher and higher and beating beside each
other.
So intense.
So consuming.
So mind-blowing.
In that second, in that minute, in that hour… I wanted him.
I wanted his touch, I wanted his kiss, I wanted his taste, I
wanted all his movements, all his adoration and his love, all his devotion, his
laugh, his smile, everything, anything.
Every. Last. Part.
Him.
I reached for the front of his shirt, unbuttoning it and
pulling it away from his body and he let me. I touched the pulse of his neck,
down to his heart, passed his taut abs until I reached his belt. The warmth and
velvetiness of his skin made my sex clench and my stomach flutter. The
butterfly feeling never got old. It was becoming one of my favorite feelings.
A feeling only he could ignite in me.
I gasped when he unexpectedly gripped my hand, stopping me.
“Are you sure?” he huskily rasped, my favorite sound in the
world.
Before I could assure him, tell him what I felt so deeply in
my heart, tell him how much he meant to me, how much I wanted to be his and
only his, how much I wanted him to undo me.
Own me.
He hoarsely murmured against my lips, “Suga’ once I start
there will be no going back. I won’t stop until I’ve explored every last inch
of your flesh… until I’m etched so far into your heart that you’ll never be
able to touch your skin and not feel me.”
With wide eyes I swallowed hard and breathed out, “Promise?”
“Always.”
He let go of my hand and I unclasped his belt, next were his
slacks, pulling them apart and lowering the zipper. Before I could touch him
where I really wanted to, where I had been craving since the second I saw him
in his black tuxedo, he slapped my hand away.
“This isn’t about me. This is about you.”
His gaze set me on fire, my heart kicked into overdrive. I loved
having him look at me like that. Knowing I never wanted him to stop looking at
me in that way, the way that made me feel like we were the only two people in
the world, like I was the only girl in the world. He had my heart in his hands,
to do what he pleased with.
I knew right then and there that I would never be able to go
without him.
He licked his lips and leaned in to kiss me. The second his
tongue touched mine, it turned into its own moment, its own creation, its own
world. His body fell forward and mine backward, pushing me further into my
mattress. My legs spread wider and he readily lay in between them, placing all
his weight on his arms that were cradling my face. The room was dim, but I
could sense him everywhere and all at once.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Aubrey. So damn beautiful,” he
groaned into the side of my neck as he placed soft kisses down to my cleavage
and toward my nipple. He sucked it into his mouth as his hand caressed my other
breast, leaving me withering beneath him. Chills running up and down my waiting
body. My back arched off the bed, wanting more and he obliged. I could feel his
erection on my wet core as he purposely moved his hips, grinding against my
heat, creating a delicious tingling that I felt all over.
I sucked in my bottom lip to conceal the moan that was about
to escape.
“Darlin’, I want you to make every fucking noise possible.
Do you understand me?”
I moaned in response and it earned me a forceful yet tender caress
of his hand against my clit. He manipulated my bundle of nerves and within
minutes my legs started to shake and I couldn’t keep my eyes open. He
effortlessly made his way down my body, pushing his fingers into my opening and
sucking on my nub in a back and forth motion.
My hands immediately gripped his hair and he grunted in
satisfaction. I couldn’t take it anymore, the room started to spin and my
breathing faltered.
“Hmm… ah… mmm…” I exhaled.
The next thing I knew, he was kissing me, and I tasted myself
all over his mouth. It was intoxicating as much as it was arousing. He knew my
body better than I did, spending hours upon hours exploring it until he
memorized every last curve.
I heard a rustling of some sort and opened my eyes to see
that he was opening a condom as he kicked off his slacks and boxer briefs. I
watched with fascinated eyes as he rolled it up his big, hard cock, barely
being able to contain my need for his body to once again be on top of
mine.
He kissed me again, giving me exactly what I craved and
placed the tip of his dick at my opening.
“I love you,” he whispered in between kissing me.
“I love you, too. More than
anything,” I murmured, not breaking our kiss and eye contact.
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She was born in New Jersey
but was raised in Tampa Fl. She is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology,
with two years left.
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