Monday, September 12, 2016

Well Hung by Lauren Blakely: Release Blitz Review, Excerpt & Giveaway

About Well Hung:

From the NYT Bestselling author of MISTER O, comes a hot and hilarious new standalone...

Here's what you need to know about me -- I'm well-off, well-hung and quick with a joke. Women like a guy who makes them laugh--and I don't mean at the size of his d*ck. No, they want their funny with a side of huge... not to mention loyal. I've got all that plus a big bank account, thanks to my booming construction business. Yup. I know how to use all my tools.

Enter Natalie. Hot, sexy, smart, and my new assistant. Which makes her totally off limits...

Hey, I'm a good guy. Really. I do my best to stay far away from the kind of temptation she brings to work. Until one night in Vegas...

Yeah, you've heard this one before. Bad news on the business front, drowning our sorrows in a few too many Harvey Wallbangers, and then I'm banging her. In my hotel room. In her hotel room. Behind the Titanic slot machine at the Flamingo (don't ask). And before I can make her say "Oh God right there YES!" one more time, we're both saying yes--the big yes--at a roadside chapel in front of a guy in press-on sideburns and a shiny gold leisure suit.

But it turns out what happened in Vegas didn't stay in Vegas. And now, my dick doesn't stay in my pants when she's around. I try to resist. Honest. But the more we try to keep our hands to ourselves, the more we end up naked again, and the more time I want to spend with her fully clothed, too. The question now I take this woman to be my ex-wife?

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She twirls the pen in her hand. “So who caused the contamination today? Was it Floyd or Kevin the oily electrician you tried to put a chokehold on?”

“Oily Kevin needed the chokehold. Agree or disagree?”

She nods. “Completely agree. There’s so much agreement in me, I can’t imagine how much more I could possibly agree.”

“The chokehold was one hundred percent certifiably necessary,” I add, since Kevin had hit on her when he stopped by a few weeks ago. Here’s the thing—Natalie could dropkick him in the blink of an eye. She could slam him to the ground herself. But that shit he pulled with the leering and lewd comments does not fly with me. I would have done the same if a dude tried to get fresh with my little sister, Josie, at the bakery where she works. So I’d dropped a hand on Kevin’s shoulder, Vulcan style, and promptly escorted him the fuck out of my office. No one, and I mean no one, gets to put the moves on my employees.

“It was Floyd today,” I tell her, then give her the safe-for-work version of the story—the one about Floyd’s client conquests, not his comments about banging assistants. There’s no need to have that hanging out there in the air between us. Can’t plant that forbidden idea in her head.

That risky, dangerous, dirty, filthy, completely fucking alluring idea. My eyes roam the office briefly, and I catalogue all the places that are calling out to be christened. Her desk, her chair, the floor…

Just like that, my head is a wild rumpus of inappropriate ideas. Exactly what it shouldn’t be. It’s like horny aliens have invaded my mind.

But I’m not Floyd. I can do better, so I picture a vise, jam the images into it, and crush them out of my mind. The dirty images and the horny aliens, too.

“And then I escorted him out of Lila’s home and said see ya later,” I tell her, finishing the story, as I drag a hand through my dark brown hair. “Like, in another lifetime later.”

“Hmmm…” she says.

“Hmm, that’s great, or hmm, why did I give one of our suppliers the heave-ho?”

“Hmm, as in your story gives me a good idea. Something I’ve wanted to do for a long time.”

“What’s that?”

Her eyes sparkle. Hers are a lighter shade than my dark blue. “Want me to find a new hinge supplier?”

The idea is beyond perfect. I smack my palm against the edge of her desk enthusiastically. “Yes. And for the record, you’re brilliant and beauty—“ I cut the last word off so it sounds like a low bass note. Note to self: Don’t call her beautiful when you’re berating other men for hitting on her at work.

She’s watching me, waiting for me to finish my sentence, and somehow I twist the words into a new compliment, as I say, “Brilliant, and…bountiful.”

Bountiful? Seriously? What the hell was that? Maybe she won’t notice.

No such luck.

“Bountiful?” she asks, skepticism thick in her tone. As it fucking should be. “I’m bountiful?”

I nod, going with it, owning it. “Your brain. It’s like a cornucopia of ideas. It’s a Thanksgiving bounty. It’s bountiful,” I say, because I’ve got to sell this cover-up.

She squares her shoulders. “If you say so, Hammer.” And this bountiful brain was two steps ahead today. I already found a new supplier. I called around, talked to some of our colleagues, and got some great recommendations. I already have a new hinge guy lined up.”

My smile spreads quickly. “Damn. You are three steps ahead of me.” “A good assistant should be.”

About Lauren Blakely:

Lauren Blakely writes sexy contemporary romance novels with heat,

heart, and humor, and her books have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and iBooks bestseller lists. Like the heroine in FAR TOO TEMPTING, she thinks life should be filled with family, laughter, and the kind of love that love songs promise. Lauren lives in California with her husband, children, and dogs. She loves hearing from readers! Her novels include Caught Up In Us, Pretending He's Mine, Playing With Her Heart, Trophy Husband, and Far Too Tempting. On November 21, she'll release the edgy new adult novel THE THRILL OF IT. She also writes for young adults under the name Daisy Whitney.

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Review by Yvette:

Romantic comedies are my weakness. They’re my addiction and I just can't seem to get enough of them! When I need a book that can make me laugh and make me swoon, rom-coms are my go-to reads, which is why it's pretty perfect that one of my favorite authors, Lauren Blakely, has found a niche with all-male-POV rom-coms like Big Rock, Mister O, and now, Well Hung. Reading Well Hung was like being transported to my happy place – a place filled with flirtatious banter, a blush-inducing romance, and characters that are both lovable and down-to-earth. Every element of Well Hung – the storyline, the humor, the romance – comes together so flawlessly, I don’t think it’s possible for me to have adored this book more.

An accidental marriage and an office romance? That’s two awesome tropes combined into one book! You can therefore imagine the type of escapades that are in store for protagonists, Wyatt and Natalie, in Well Hung. One word: Vegas. But I’m getting ahead of myself… So, what do you need to know about Natalie and Wyatt? Wyatt is the owner of a construction company and Natalie is his right-hand gal, maintaining control over his chaotic work life. They make the perfect team, but there’s the slight problem that Natalie just so happens to be the star of Wyatt’s X-rated fantasies. As much as I wanted to scream at my Kindle for Wyatt to go ahead and jump Natalie’s bones, I also loved that they’re friends first and foremost. One of my favorite parts of diving into a new Lauren Blakely book is becoming familiar with the characters and finding out what makes them unique as individuals and as a couple. It’s the seemingly throwaway getting-to-know-each-other moments between Natalie and Wyatt that made me root for them to act on their sizzling sexual tension and kick-start what promised to be a scorchingly sexy romantic relationship.

Thanks to an adventure-filled trip to Vegas reminiscent of The Hangover (complete with a drunken trip to the altar, but 1000% steamier), the relationship between Wyatt and Natalie became more complicated than a boss and employee trying (unsuccessfully) to ignore their overwhelming mutual attraction. Throughout the book, their rapport is easygoing and lighthearted, yet once sex enters the game, their already-potent chemistry becomes impossible to overlook. We’re talking wild, uncontrollable, no-holds-barred passion that makes for some of Lauren Blakely’s naughtiest love scenes to date. Did I mention Wyatt is a dirty-talker extraordinaire? He’s the rare breed of fictional heroes who’s both a show-er and a teller. Natalie is just as daring and just as uninhibited as Wyatt, which is exactly why they complement each other so beautifully.

Wyatt and Natalie’s romantic relationship is by no means conventional but it works for who they are and what they've been through, and it’s nothing if not entertaining. Well Hung should come with the label “Satisfaction Guaranteed” because there isn’t one single sentence I didn’t absolutely love of this story! This book has laugh-out-loud humor as well as a romance that’s both heartwarmingly sweet and deliciously dirty. Add in just enough angst to tug on your heartstrings (but not enough to make you want to curl into a fetal position) and you have the makings of a perfect romantic comedy.

*complimentary copy provided by publisher in exchange for an honest review

Rating: 5 Stars

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