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Sex, Not Love by Vi Keeland

Sex, Not Love Book Cover Sex, Not Love
Vi Keeland
Fiction, Contemporary Romance
January 15th 2018

From #1 New York Times Bestseller Vi Keeland, comes a new, sexy standalone novel.

My relationship with Hunter Delucia started backwards.

We met at a wedding—him sitting on the groom’s side, me sitting on the bride’s. Stealing glances at each other throughout the night, there was no denying an intense, mutual attraction.

I caught the bouquet; he caught the garter. Hunter held me tightly while we danced and suggested we explore the chemistry sparking between us. His blunt, dirty mouth should’ve turned me off. But for some crazy reason, it had the opposite effect on me.

We ended up back in my hotel room. The next morning, I headed home to New York leaving him behind in California with the wrong number.

I thought about him often, but after my last relationship, I’d sworn off of charming, cocky, gorgeous-as-sin men. A year later, Hunter and I met again at the birth of our friends’ baby. Our attraction hadn't dulled one bit. After a whirlwind trip, he demanded a real phone number this time. So I left him with my mother’s—she could scare away any man with her talks of babies and marriage—and flew back home.

I’d thought it was funny, until the following week when he rang the bell at Mom’s house for Sunday night dinner. The crazy, gorgeous man had won over my mother and taken an eight-week assignment in my city. He proposed we spend that time screwing each other out of our systems.

Eight weeks of mind-blowing sex with no strings attached? What did I have to lose?

Nothing, I thought.
It’s just sex, not love.
But you know what they say about the best laid plans…

Megan’s Review

“God, this man could hurt my heart and heal it at the same time.”

Sex, Not Love was one of my most anticipated reads, which is no surprise considering Vi Keeland is one of my favorite authors, I’m just sorry it took me so long to get there. She could write a book about watching paint dry and I would still pick it up and read. To me no one writes a cocky, dirty talking, arrogant alpha with a soft side quite like Vi and Hunter Delucia was no exception. I really loved this one and it was well worth the wait.

I am actually going to keep this review relatively short, sharp and sweet because there were aspects of the storyline that surprised me and didn’t really see coming, so I want to keep it as spoiler free as possible because this book is so good you’ll want to experience it all for yourself.

Hunter Delucia and Natalia (Nat) Rossi first meet at their mutual friend’s wedding and it was apparent through their first encounter they were unapologetically attracted to each other. Whilst reading I felt it through each wondering gaze. Unfortunately for both Nat and Hunter they both have serious commitment phobias and that may not be through any fault of their own. Lucky for them it’s only sex not love, right?

“I reveled in the tender moment and basked in the afterglow. We were good together. I liked to think it was our chemistry and not his past experience that made our intimate times so amazing.”

Hunter is egotistical, cocky, arrogant but hot as hell and he knows it too. Even through all these traits he possessed he had a really soft side to him deep down and the more I got to know him I knew he was a good guy with a really sweet side to him.

Nat’s life is full of responsibilities and doesn’t have much time or inclination to let love in. She has major issues when it comes to men and is very hesitant about allowing men into her life as she does not want to disrupt routine and stability.

“We might kill each other, but fucking to death is the way I want to go.”

One of the things I loved most about this story is the thrill of the chase that was portrayed. Nat’s rejection which includes giving him incorrect phone numbers only makes Hunter thirsty for more. What Hunter wants Hunter gets and he will stop at nothing to get Nat into his bed. The chemistry between Hunter and Nat was electrifying and steamy and almost set my kindle on fire. I read with baited breath for both these characters to overcome their phobias and to give love not just sex a chance.

In true Vi fashion Sex, not Love was a fun, laugh out loud, flirtacious story but with some really emotional parts too that seriously pulled at my heart strings and had me begging for more. I absolutely loved this story, these characters and along with Vi’s flawless writing it is definitely one-click and 5 star worthy. I highly recommend.

Book Excerpt:

“You’re not going anywhere before you do two things.”

“Two things?”

“Leave your number and kiss me goodbye.”

“I…I…you haven’t brushed your teeth.”

Hunter chuckled. It felt like he could see through all of my bullshit. Reaching over to the nightstand, he grabbed his phone and held it out to me before getting up. “Toothpaste in the bathroom still?”

“The little one the hotel sets out.”

“I’ll brush. You type.”

While he was in the bathroom, I mulled over not typing anything into his phone. There was no way I was keeping in touch with a man living three-thousand miles away. A guy like him was the last thing I needed. But then I thought better of just telling him I’d put my number in. He seemed to have figured me out pretty quick. So instead, I typed my name and number, only I changed the last two digits.

And it was a good thing I did, because when Hunter returned from his bathroom trip, the first thing he did was check that I’d entered something. Luckily, he didn’t attempt to call me. Satisfied, he tossed his phone on the bed and nodded.

“Thank you. Now kiss me.”

I could see he wasn’t going to let me leave without this. So, sacrificing to make my plane, I pushed up on my toes and delivered a quick peck to his lips.

Mmm…. Nice and soft.

(And minty fresh.)

“Well…it was nice to meet you.” I turned to dart out the door, but Hunter grabbed my wrist yet again.

“I said kiss me.”

“I did!”

“Kiss me the way you kissed me last night.”

Before I could even attempt to let that sink in, Hunter yanked me against him. One of his large hands cupped the back of my neck, and he squeezed firmly to direct my head where he wanted it. Then, his lips crashed down on mine.

The shock of feeling his mouth against mine quickly dissipated as he licked my lips, encouraging me to open for him. His tongue dipped inside, and he groaned as he tilted my head and deepened the kiss. The vibration of the sound traveled between us and sent a hum through my body. Soft and gentle went out the window after that. He grabbed a fistful of my ass, and I lifted my body up onto his, wrapping my legs around his waist. As he backed us to the wall, a sense of familiarity overcame me. I couldn’t remember the specifics of our previous kiss, but I now knew deep inside what it had felt like.

My cell dropped from my hand so my fingers could tangle in his hair. Yanking on the soft strands, I couldn’t get enough. A moan from deep inside my chest moved through our connected mouths. Hunter pushed harder, his thick erection pressing into the center of my open legs. He rocked as he kissed me, causing a friction through two layers of clothing that was leading me to a place I didn’t think it was possible to go fully dressed.

It felt like he wanted to swallow me whole, and in that moment, I would have let him. My breasts were crushed to his chest, and a heartbeat raged out of control—only I wasn’t sure if it was my own or his. Jesus, where does a man learn to kiss like this?

I was breathless and stunned when our kiss broke. Hunter sucked on my bottom lip, tugging it before releasing my mouth.

His voice was strained. “Change your flight. We’re not done here.”

I swallowed, trying to gain some composure. “I can’t.” My voice was barely a whisper. It was all I could muster.

“Can’t or don’t want to?”

About Vi Keeland:

Vi Keeland is a #1 New York Times and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author. With more than a million books sold, her titles have appeared in over fifty Bestseller lists and are currently translated in ten languages. She lives in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.

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