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Big Rock

Big Rock is a contemporary romance told entirely from the hero’s POV, which would be cool except his POV tends to be a little douchey.

Spencer Holiday has a big cock and he likes to talk about it–about its perfect length, girth, general shape, and ability to give orgasms. He’s a also playboy: his longest relationship was four months. Then his dad needs to sell his business to some people who are super about family values and Spencer has to pretend to be engaged to appease then. Why the hell the potential buyer would care who Spencer is sleeping with–especially since it’s his dad’s business not his–is a little confusing.

Anyway Spencer and his best friend/ business partner, Charlotte, pretend to be engaged. Of course they wind up having sex and falling in love.

I love the friends-to-lovers trope so that really worked for me. I also loved that Spencer wasn’t willing to risk his friendship with Charlotte by becoming physical, so she’s the one who pushes the sexual envelope, not him. I wasn’t crazy about Spencer in general though. Aside from the fact that he talks about his ten inch penis A LOT, he also professes to understand women and what they want. Then when Charlotte has actual emotions, he’s completely mystified and all, “I’m a dude! I need someone with ovaries to explain all these feels to me!”

Overall, the book is cute and it’s sexy, but the plot is a little contrived and Spencer can be frustrating. If we’d had Charlotte’s voice, I think it would have evened out the story a bit. The price is also pretty spendy for a book that’s 198 pages long. This might be a better library hold than a one-click buy.

– Elyse

It’s not just the motion of the ocean, ladies. It’s definitely the SIZE of the boat too.

And I’ve got both firing on all cylinders. In fact, I have ALL the right assets. Looks, brains, my own money, and a big cock.

You might think I’m an asshole. I sound like one, don’t I? I’m hot as sin, rich as heaven, smart as hell and hung like a horse.

Guess what? You haven’t heard my story before. Sure, I might be a playboy, like the NY gossip rags call me. But I’m the playboy who’s actually a great guy. Which makes me one of a kind.

The only trouble is, my dad needs me to cool it for a bit. With conservative investors in town wanting to buy his flagship Fifth Avenue jewelry store, he needs me not only to zip it up, but to look the part of the committed guy. Fine. I can do this for Dad. After all, I’ve got him to thank for the family jewels. So I ask my best friend and business partner to be my fiancée for the next week. Charlotte’s up for it. She has her own reasons for saying yes to wearing this big rock.

And pretty soon all this playing pretend in public leads to no pretending whatsoever in the bedroom, because she just can’t fake the kind of toe-curling, window-shattering orgasmic cries she makes as I take her to new heights between the sheets.

But I can’t seem to fake that I might be feeling something real for her.

What the fuck have I gotten myself into with this…big rock?

BIG ROCK is a standalone, dirty romance novel written from the guy’s POV by NYT Bestselling author Lauren Blakely…