Author: M. Robinson
Series: The Good Ol' Boys #2
Release Date: November 24, 2015
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Erotic Romance
More Info: Goodreads
Purchase: Amazon US
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It was only a matter of time until the truth came out.
I never thought it would come to this...
I tried, God knows I tried to stay away from her but eventually I crossed that line and broke that trust. I could no longer go back and I sure as fuck didn’t regret a single moment of it. I knew there would be hell to pay, I knew the wrath I’d be facing but I would willingly take the burns and scars just to have the love of my best friend's sister.
If there is one person I’d willingly go to hell and back for it was...
Title: Forbid Me
Series: The Good Ol’ Boys #2
Author: M Robinson
Cover Model: Kevin Lajeunesse
Cover Design: The Final Wrap
“Is that right?” I replied arrogantly, centimeters from her lips. “I don’t know you? Really? What part don’t I know? Maybe I don’t know the way you move your hair to cover the side of your face when you’re nervous. Or maybe I don’t know how you bite your bottom lip when you’re deep into your strings. Or do you mean that I don’t know the way you freak out if it’s too dark in a room and you won’t walk in? Or maybe I don’t know that you bite your fingernails when you think no one is looking. Oh wait, here’s a good one. I don’t know that you’re trembling in your skin right now. I don’t know that your heart is beating a million miles a minute, your hands are clammy, and you can’t swallow. How there are hundreds of thoughts going through your mind, but the top one being how bad you want me to kiss you. How bad you want me to fuck you. How bad you want me to claim every fucking inch of your perfect body,” I paused to let my words sink in, and her flushed complexion gave away that everything I was saying was true.
“You’re right. I don’t know you. I don’t see your gorgeous smile in my sleep. I don’t hear that ridiculous giggle you have when I’m away from you. I don’t see those dark brown eyes every time I close mine.” I leaned in a little closer so she could feel my breath against her lips. “I don’t stroke my cock to the memory of your sweet pussy pulsating down my shaft and the taste of your come dripping down my chin.”
Recently I was introduced to M Robinson’s work in another author’s fan group. I started with Complicate Me which is book one in the Good Ol’ Boys series and went straight into this one. They can be read as standalones but it will be a better reading experience if you read in order.
Forbid Me is the story of Lily and Jacob. We were first introduced to them in Complicate Me. Their story spans ten plus years. Fans of angst, the best friends little sister storyline, and a slightly taboo age difference will love this one. I know I did. The author tells the story in dual POV and it jumps back and forth from past to present.
M Robinson did a great job writing Jacob’s character. While he was seven years older than Lily, it was barely a blip on my radar. He cared for her when she was young and only as she was coming into being a woman did he take it any further. I loved when he would tell her to watch her mouth, and of course I loved it even more when Lily wouldn’t. The chemistry between them was not to be denied no matter how hard Jacob fought it and he did.
Lily/Kid is my favorite kind of heroine. She is a believer of fairytales while strong enough to withstand devastating loss. While at times she submitted to Jacob, when it came time to fight she stood her ground and I loved that. Her love for Jacob never wavered from the time she was just a teen. She knew he was her lobster and only had to wait for him to realize she was his.
Forbid Me is full of sweet moments, like him giving her his ball cap or her just taking it because it made her feel safe, turning on all the lights so she wouldn’t be scared of the dark, and him dressing her for her mother’s funeral; that had me swooning. The set up for this story was perfectly executed from start to finish.
Not only do I give Forbid me 4.5 stars, but M Robinson is quickly becoming a favorite of mine. I can’t wait for Dylan and Aubrey’s story that’s coming up next. I have a feeling Dylan is going to be my favorite Good Ol’ Boy.
I took a moment when I was fully inside of her, leaning back to take a good look at her, wanting to remember her just this way, always. Her long silky brown hair spread all over my sheets, the way her cheeks were slightly flushed and how the blush crept down to her neck, how her lips were swollen from my touch and her serene eyes glazed over.
So fucking beautiful.
So fucking mine.
I placed a soft kiss on the pulse on her neck, loving the feel of it beating against my lips. Her dark brown eyes watched me adoringly as I took what I needed. What she gave. I peered up at her and she shyly smiled while I kissed my way down to her breasts, taking her perfect round nipple into my mouth, making her moan. I fucking loved it when she moaned.
It made my cock twitch inside her.
“Jacob, come up here. I want to feel all your weight on me.”
I placed my body completely on hers, like I knew she loved, caging her in with my arms around her head so that my hands could caress her face. My torso touching her chest and my legs firmly locked beside hers. Every time I thrust in she could feel the mass of my body movement, inclining her a little higher each time. I softly kissed her, taking my time with each stroke of my tongue as it weaved with hers. Savoring the velvety feel of my mouth claiming hers, thrusting in and out of her tight wet core a few times before I pulled away needing to look into her eyes again. I loved seeing every emotion I felt through her gaze. It mirrored every feeling that was displayed inside of me, to a degree I never quite understood, but I didn’t care because it was there. It was for me.
Just. For. Me.
Cover Model Kevin Lajeunesse Reads an Excerpt from Forbid Me
(The Good Ol’ Boys, #1)
It was complicated, it was also just the beginning.
A simple choice.
There is always that one moment in life where things could have been different. That one moment where you could have chosen a path that would lead you down a certain road.
A different life.
It was easier to pretend that we were still best friends, and that she was my girl and I was her boy.
Pretending was better than knowing the truth…
I. Ruined. Us.
I had her.
I lost her.
I love her.
All I did was complicate us.
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