I wasn't looking to fall for one man. Let alone two...
Sullivan and Will are as close as two friends can be. Growing up in the system forced them to rely on each other, and they've become accustomed to sharing everything—including women.
Now they're ready for more. To find love. To start a family. To see the dreams they've shared since childhood come true.
Apparently I tick off every box on their list—brains, beauty, and sass. I never hesitate to put both men in their places—which they find sexy as hell.
One problem, I'm a traditional girl, with traditional values—one man, one woman, till death do us part—kind of values.
They're willing to work to prove how very right the three of us could be, but what happens next is anyone's guess...
MY REVIEW:
WHAT A VERY SEXY READ WE GET IN BEDFELLOWS BY LOLA LEIGHTON! Anyone that knows me KNOWS I love a HOT and STEAMY menage romance and OH GOOD HEAVENS do I get a GOOD one with this book. I D-E-V-O-U-R-E-D this book in just a little over a day. I was completely into it in every way. I loved the characters the MEGA WATT heat and the devastatingly dreamy plot. This is what fantasies are made of right here and I felt like my whole heart and soul was digging every bit of this naughty story.
Menage romances are not only sexy to me, but something that completely intrigues me. The relationship between our two hunks and special woman was mesmerizing. I felt like every issue you could imagine a triad couple would go through were brought up in this book. This read was and is captivating and HOOOOOOOOT AS ALL GET OUT! What. A. Book.
Bedfellows gets a SEXY FIVE ALMOST TOO HOT TO HANDLE STARS!
“Tonight has been great, Sullivan. It's just, when I think about adding Will into the equation, I get …”
“Scared?”
She shook her head. “Butterflies.”
“Butterflies are good, right?”
“I think so.” Her voice was barely above a whisper. I leaned in closer, captivated by her. Everything about her drew me in—from the swell of her full lips, to her uncertainty about this, and especially her willingness to try.
“He's not here now. Put the butterflies away.”
“Okay.” She smiled.
I leaned in closer. “I've wanted to kiss you all night.”
She wet her lower lip with the tip of her tongue and it was all the answer I needed. She wanted this, too. Wanted me.
My heart pumped faster with that secret knowledge.
Tilting her chin so that her lips met mine, I took her mouth. Gently at first, and then with a growing sense of hunger as her warm, wet tongue came out to meet mine.
She tasted incredible. Slightly sweet from the wine, and feminine and simply perfect.
Lola Leighton is the pseudonym for a New York Times bestselling romance author who wanted to write steamier stories that her mother is most definitely not allowed to read.
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