by Meghan March
Series: Dirty Billionaire #1
Pub. Date: Dec. 8, 2015
I've got a big dick and an even bigger bank account. That's pretty much where my bio ends. Honestly, I don't need to say anything else. I've just sold 99% of women on going home with me.
Do I sound like an asshole to you?
That's because I am.
And guess what? It works for me just fine.
Or at least it did.
Until I met her.
Books talk about sparks flying. Fuck that shit. With her, it was like emergency flares mixed with jet fuel. Or maybe just straight up napalm.
Only one problem.
She didn't leave her name or number when she disappeared from the hotel room after the hottest fucking night of my life. Now I've had a taste of unicorn pussy—the sweetest, rarest of all pussy—and I need it again.
So what's an asshole to do?
I took this problem to the street. A missed connection gone viral.
And when I find her? I'm keeping her.
Hello, my name is Bambi and I am an unapologetic smut lover. There I have admitted it (unless my mom or boss is asking, then I will turn my wide innocent eyes on you and act like I don't know what you are asking me about). And this book is smutty smut smut smut - hot dirty rich and raunchy smut. I met Meghan March earlier this year and I would have never guessed that this cute little chica had such a dirty mind.
|Meghan and Bambi|
This new serial (or novella series) introduces us to Holly Wixton, a small town girl from a trailer park in Kentucky who has just won a singing competition a la American Idol. Her career has just started and she is getting jerked around by her record label. She's been made a laughingstock in the tabloids, and feels like she is damned if she does and damned if she don't. Holly's perfect solution to take her mind off these troubles is to give herself a man for Christmas, for one hot sweaty night of sin. For all that Holly was a young (22 y/o) heroine, she was mostly likable. I kept picturing her as Clare Bowen from Nashville. I did feel like sometimes Holly was made to sound like an ignorant hick with overly country sayings like: Holy Horseshit, that's some good stuff. or My stomach flops around like a whole mess of spring peeper frogs have been unleashed.. Being a Southern girl, I love books set in the South, but it seemed like the hick talk was a bit forced at times. Other than that, I don't have anything else to complain about with this heroine. She has somewhat of a sad upbringing, but her character is still being developed and I feel like I will grow to like her more as the serial continues.
That brings me to our rich and dirty hero, Creighton Karas. You know, I couldn't get into his name. For some reason I kept calling him Cree-ton instead of Cray-ton, and it just made me think of cavemen. I know I'm weird. Don't judge. But name aside, Creigh was delightfully dirty and dominant. My favorite Ds. He was also a bit of a shallow douche - but you could tell that from the blurb I'm sure. While the smutlover in me digs Creigh and I wouldn't turn him away if Santa dropped him down my chimney, I am still waiting to fall in love with him. Right now I just have a little bit of lust for what he can do. I want to know more about him and his background and his company. I want to know about his family and who broke his heart or turned him into the unemotional sexpot. I want all those deep dark dirty secrets.
Now while my shriveled black heart loved the down and dirty aspect of this book, my brain was craving a little more story. I think the meat of the story is coming in the next book, so I am looking forward to seeing how things play out between our couple. It's really a rags-to-riches scenario for Holly and I think I will like following her journey, but I will also like to see Creigh learn to love something other than himself and his decadent dongle. Now all this talk of dirty dominant dongles has me thinking that maybe I should take a page from Holly's book and give myself a man for Christmas... wonder if Google will tell me where these types hang out? I'd hate to go hunting for dominant and find a dud (story of my life I tell ya).
I received an advanced copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. I predict that I will give this serial as a whole a higher review than the individual episodes. That always tends to happen with serials for me. I just don't feel like I have enough of the story to get a good grip on how it makes me feel - its all very up in the air until the last episode. 3.5 stars / 5 flames. Review in progress.
View all my reviews
About the Author
Meghan March is the author of contemporary and erotic romance novels. Meghan March has been known to wear camo face paint and tromp around in woods wearing mud-covered boots, all while sporting a perfect manicure. She's also impulsive, easily entertained, and absolutely unapologetic about the fact that she loves to read and write smut. Her past lives include slinging auto parts, selling lingerie, making custom jewelry, and practicing corporate law. Writing books about dirty talking alpha males and the strong, sassy women who bring them to their knees is by far the most fabulous job she's ever had. She loves hearing from her readers at email@example.com.