Spoilers ahead
Sooooo the backstory
In the last few days I restarted my Facebook presence, finding myself scrolling through I found a rec for this book and author and WITHOUT(apparently I'll never learn) reading a single review I got right in.......and here we are now
The review
Mia grew up with the O'Gallagher kids and once was friends with their sis, from a child she had a huge crush on Conor but when her friendship with their sister ended so did her connection with Conor. Years later Mia finds herself in the family's bar and finds that Conor has a reputation for casual sex with different women each night. Since Mia is technically still a virgin she decides to sleep with her long time crush even thouvh it's a known fact he doesnt sleep with virgins. After their passion Conor discovers her deception and gets angry. With a broken condpm and a fight between them the two they separate. Months later Mia's former best friend and Conor's ssister runs into a now pregnant Mia and the story breaks facilitating a reconciliation between the once lovers.conciliation
Now
The good
Lots of good sexy times which can actually up my rating lol
This was almost good and could've been a hit if fleshed out properly and without Conor's nasty history
Baby from a ONS which I love
Mia had some great lines on a couple of occasions where she put Conor in his place
The not so good
This was too short to effectively deliver on the romance, we didn't get to know much about Conor aside from his sex life or much about Mia besides her crush on Conor and it's subsequent results
Mia had moments where I thought she'd have a great backbone and be a really sassy h but unfortunately Conor's hotness ensured forgiveness without much groveling
My biggest problem however was that Conor was a HUMONGOUS MANWHORE! I mean this guy jad sex with a different woman from the bar every night, sometimes more than one woman! And the author had the audacity to repeatedly slap me with things such as-
Allegedly at bar close, he took one of the remaining ladies up to his apartment for a wild rendezvous. Never a virgin; he wasn’t quiet about his lack of desire to take a virgin to bed. He liked the wild women who knew their own way around the bedroom.
Thursdays, rumor had it, he brought two up with him.
I didn’t want to be one of two tonight, no.
But I did want one night with him.
A night to learn the ropes of sex.
Because if anyone knew what he was doing, it was Conor O’Gallagher.
And I was going to be his first virgin.(the h who knows his rep)
And
I laughed and shook my head. The guy was whipped. I couldn’t imagine one pussy for the rest of my life, but hey, if he was happy…
And
What do you have on under that kilt, Conor?” she asked. She was certainly hot, with her dark hair and grey eyes, and her most definitely surgically-enhanced chest. Maybe she’d be willing to play tonight. Her blonde friend beside her was pretty easy on the eyes, too. Maybe she’d be up for some play time as well.
And
I wasn’t exactly private about my affairs. Many a drunk woman would stick around until bar close, hoping I’d pick them in my nightly game of eenie, meenie, miney, ‘ho.
And
I knew what women like her (the h) saw when they watched me.
A man whom she considered was just out of her league. A man who would never take a moment to appreciate the plain shirt and jean-clad legs, hair in a mess of a bun, while women with perfect hair and perfect faces and perfect tits falling out of their hardly-there shirts leaned over my bar.
But pussy was pussy. Tits were tits.
And every now and then, it was fun to throw something different in the mix.
And
“It’s a bit big for just you, don’t you think?” she finally asked. She had stopped near the bed but turned toward me.
“The room or the bed? The bed is sometimes too small.” I smirked at the memories.
Four women. One at the head, sitting with her legs spread. Another between her, eating her out. Me eating that one out while on my back and another woman bouncing on my cock, my hands buried in the fourth’s wet, slick, bare pussy while she rubbed her tit and girl two’s tit.Good times had been had in this room.
Good times.
And
Her tits were fucking huge on her body. They weren’t the perkiest I’d seen, nor the fullest, but tits were tits.
And
Shit, she was just another woman I took to bed, who I didn’t get her name. Names didn’t matter.
But for whatever reason, I had a feeling her name mattered. A feeling that her being my first, and fuck she’d better be my only, virgin, mattered.
I shook my head.
I was too tired for this shit.
Tomorrow night I’d take two girls. That would take my mind off Curly for sure.
And
Damn. I may just keep you around for a repeat after my cock is rested.” He chuckled to himself and I rolled to my back in time to see him frown, moving his hands to roll the condom off his softening dick. “The condom broke. Probably because you were so fucking tight. You’re on the pill, right?” He didn’t sound anxious. “I’m clean. Get tested regularly. You clean, Curly?” He moved to the bathroom, leaving me alone in his room, in the middle of his huge bed.
Those were not words a girl wanted to hear when she wasn’t on the pill. Especially when said so nonchalantly.
And
“You know. Curly Mia from elementary school? My best friend up until the fifth grade? She spent every freaking day at our house.”
Rory chuckled. “Oh yeah. Fat Mia.”
“Rory!” Brenna’s brows were raised. “She wasn’t fat. Don’t be a dick.”
“She was kind of pudgy,” I said under my breath, remembering the round girl with the unkempt hair.
And
But eventually I worked her out of my system by doing what I always did. But the shock of seeing her again, being pregnant no less, had all the feelings I thought I pushed down and away, coming back up.
Feelings that maybe she was special in a different way.
I didn’t want a special woman in my life. I liked my life the way it was, thank you. I liked different pussy and multiple pussy. I liked rough sex, and bondage sex, and anal sex. Looking at this curly haired woman in front of me, I didn’t see any of that in her
And
I didn’t kiss women.
I didn’t kiss men either, you fuckers.
I just didn’t kiss. I put my mouth on pussies, dipped my tongue in them too, but my mouth never touched another’s. Not really sure why, to be honest; kissing just never was high on my agenda. I always had other places I wanted my lips and tongue to be.
And
I didn’t want to be in his apartment. While it held a few moments of great memories for me, I didn’t want to have a conversation with him in a place that he likely had forty other women in after I left.
I wasn’t anything special. It wasn’t like he went celibate after I went upstairs with him
After getting stuff like that over and over in such a short book how am I to root for this couple??? To believe in their "love"? To even want a man like that for the h who was a fricking virgin???? Had he been celibate after being with the h maybe, just maybe I could've tolerated him but nope he had other women after her. When they did get together though he flipped immediately,he was ALL in and actually suggested they go a month without sex. Why the hell couldn't he have gone without sex and tried to find her instead??? Whyyyyyyyyy? After they reconnected he had sex with her without a condom while she was pregnant, now I'm one of those readers who don't like much reality in my romance fiction but one of the things I need is safe sex. HIV and STD rates worldwide are staggering so when I'm given an H such as Conor who had actually had condoms broken on him a couple times before not to mention numerous times of oral sex with strangers I Always think they're chock full of contagious shit. Manwhores like Conor need to be left in 2019 dammit.
After all that he was faithful to Mia with only one instance where he was in his office asleep and a woman came in and unzipped him looking for sex and Mia walked in on them. He wasn't going to do anything but this scene just emphasized his truly distasteful and disgusting past. And Mia of course accepted his explanation and mentioned on numerous occasions that she truly believed he wouldn't cheat on her. Good for you sis at least one of us believes the walking STD
One of the things I can never understand is community dick, how can you live happily ever after with a man who's known for putting out? Every time you're in the bar there'll be smug women in your face who've probably sat on your husband's face!!!! Like seriously???!!! How?????
Ugh this was a disappointment, I think I'll go back to taking a break from Facebook.
I already bought the other books and I think I will read them so every time someone suggests this author to me I can message them some quotes and hopefully ruin their day 😂
ONS
Virgin h
Manwhore H both before the h and after he'd been with her
When they do actually get together he's faithful
OW drama from one woman