Look But Don’t Touch

by Jenika Snow

Look But Don’t

A Forbidden Romance Collection



Professor

The things I knew about her, the way I watched. It was all to protect her, all to know her.

She liked her tea with milk and sugar, extra sweet just like I knew her lips would be if I were to kiss her.

I was desperate for her.

She chewed on her pencil when she was concentrating, her little tongue coming out and moving along her bottom lip.

I was hungry for her.

Painkiller

They’d grown up together, and in the public eye being with each other would be wrong… forbidden even.

But that didn’t stop him from wanting her.

He knew he wasn’t good for her. He partied too hard and got into far too many fights.

But despite that… Rebel wasn’t going to stop until he made Rosie his in all ways.



The Edge of Forever

Everything happened for a reason.

That’s what Poppy Matthews told herself over and over again after she lost her husband and nearly her own life in a terrible accident.

Deciding to move to Blithe, Alaska was supposed to be a fresh new start, a change of scenery, and to hopefully find comfort and friendship with Blake Ellis, the brother of the husband she lost.

Poppy and Blake couldn’t stop the inferno that was threatening to burn them both alive, because it felt too… right.

It was forbidden to be with each other, wrong in the eyes of so many, but they couldn’t stop, not when for the first time in years they both saw and felt more than just darkness, and that was in each other’s arms.

Genres: Contemporary Romance

393 pages, Kindle Edition

Published November 27, 2023

About the author

Jenika Snow is a USA Today Bestselling Author, and has been a published writer since 2009.

She can be found at:

www.jenikasnow.com
FB: www.facebook.com/jenikasnow
Twitter: twitter.com/jenikasnow
Email: Jenika_Snow@yahoo.com

Reviews

[Sarah Cupitt · Rating 4 out of 5]

Love a good professor trope. Chapter 20 must have been something cause I made a note to come back to it in the future.

Funny Notes:
- “Mr. Baldwin, if this class is monotonous to you, you’re more than welcome to leave and give up your seat to a student on the wait list.” lol mood
- “Do you always shed certain pieces of clothing when you’ve been drinking?” There was amusement in his voice. (lol the pants I do that when sober)

Notes:
- I was her professor. She was my student. It was wrong to need her the way I did.
- She worried her bottom lip again, and I wondered if that was a nervous habit. I wanted to reach out and pull her lip away from her teeth, smoothing my thumb along the flesh before I dipped down and kissed her.
- And that was one of the reasons I’d fallen so hard for him. He was unmoving, like a mountain, like steel. Hard and unapologetic, Professor Goode was as smart as he was unyielding.
- “Just a black coffee.” Not a man who likes the fancy, frilly drinks. I liked that about him. And the fact he was drinking a strong brew this late in the afternoon made me wonder if he had a lot of work to do. He was a busy man, I could tell by the work he did around the campus, and the fact he had everything prepared for our class well in advance. But that drew me to him more. He had his shit together.
- “I’m not thinking of anything,” I said, my voice nothing more than a whisper. “You’re lying.” His voice was dark … aroused.
- “And then I’d part your thighs even farther, move down your body, and latch my mouth right on your center. I’d lick and suck on you until you ground your pussy against my face, until your wetness slid down my throat. I’d get you off, taste your orgasm, claim it as mine.”
- It made me feel drunk. Wanted. Needed.
- “Good morning,” he grumbled out. He slid his finger inside of me, and I let out a silent cry. “Spread wider for me,” he whispered.

[sinners reads · Rating 3 out of 5]

Like first two stories hated the last. So Dnf 78%.