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Sinner (Priest #2) by Sierra Simone

Sinner Book Cover Sinner
Priest Series #2
Sierra Simone
Fiction, Contemporary Romance
March 15th 2018

I’m not a good man, and I’ve never pretended to be. I don’t believe in goodness or God or any happy ending that isn’t paid for in advance.

What do I believe in? Money. Sex. Macallan 18.

They have words for men like me—playboy. Womanizer. Skirt chaser.

My brother used to be a priest, and he only has one word for me.


Maria’s Review

➦So, um… yeah… Trying to write a constructive review after reading Sierra Simone’s book:

➦I’ll keep this short. This book is hot as fuck. If you like forbidden romances, this has it in spades. Best friend’s little sister who’s trying real hard to become a nun?

➦But that’s not all!

➦There’s also a pretty big age gap between these two. He’s older. So all of you daddy romance lovers, you are gonna love this one. 

➦Oh, and I’m sorry, I almost forgot! The heroine is a virgin. And there might or might not be some sex ed happening between these two.

➦So if I haven’t convinced you yet, I don’t know what will. If you are religious and feel like you might get offended by this, this would probably be your reaction to the book.

➦But I heard somewhere that people of faith have dirty sex too. 😀 Long story short, this book has taboo written all over it. If that’s what you’re looking for, look no further.

Book Excerpt:

“Zenny,” I mumble against her lips, some valiant part of me recognizing that this is far, far beyond the kiss she asked for, and also recognizing that I’m going to come all over the inside of my Hugo Boss suit pants if she keeps it up.  Even through the clothes, I can feel her heat, her shameless rolls hinting at where she goes soft and wet between her legs.


Fuck, I want to see it.  I want to see her pussy. It’s suddenly all I can think about, all I can want or crave, just one glimpse, just a peek.


“I want to see your cunt,” I say hoarsely, lifting my head.


“My…cunt?”  She says the word like she’s never said it out loud before.


“Yeah.”  My voice is so ragged right now, so desperate, and fuck, I’ve never felt this frantic before.  Like I’ll actually combust if I don’t get this one thing, this one small sight of her secret place.


She lets out a shaky breath, her hand dropping from my lapel to her skirt, which she slowly rucks up to her waist as I devour her lips once more, as I bury my face in her neck and kiss every sliver of skin exposed above her collar.  I bite at her ear, at her jaw, my hand finding hers as it pulls her skirt up, so that I’m helping her do it, that we’re doing it together, this forbidden act, this forbidden revelation.


Her forbidden body.


That word, forbidden, spikes through my mind, bringing with it equal spikes of lust and fear.  Because yes, it’s fucking hot that I shouldn’t be kissing her, I shouldn’t be begging to see her most secret place, my hand shouldn’t be covering hers as it slides up her thigh—but it’s also bad.  Bad even for Sean Bell.


Bad, bad, bad.

About the Author:

Sierra Simone is a former librarian who spent too much time reading romance novels at the information desk. She lives with her husband and family in Kansas City.

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