on October 20, 2015
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I have a craving.
A dark urge I’ve failed to resist despite years of trying to do that very thing.
I’ve forced myself to hide behind a mask, a perfect orchestration to hide my true self.
After I met her, my wants and needs, my inner most desires changed.
She encouraged me to embrace who I truly am, and she was willing to do anything and everything I wanted, giving herself to satisfy my most carnal appetite.
Then everything in my carefully managed world came crashing down around me. A moment in time, a loss of control, and the very thing I cherish was nearly taken from me.
My fate now lies in her hands.
The very life I’ve built for myself…everything I’ve ever done now waits in purgatory, all caused by a lack of focus at a time when my most concentrated attention was needed.
The very thing I crave may now be the end of me.
” I want this woman. Beneath me, above me, beside me, inside me.
However she’ll take me is however she’ll get me.”
Burning is just one of the words to summarize Harvey’s story – honest, fearless and sweaty also appear in descriptions. From sexual kink to the power of love and acceptance, BJ Harvey delves deeply into the mysterious life of Callum Alexander, his darkest secret – the pleasures and pains it holds, and who unexpectedly fall in love with a woman who willingly taught him to embrace his sexual cravings and discoveries.
This book was a great read! I started reading it late at night and only meant to read a few pages and then continue on the next day. That was a mistake, because I got so caught up that I read straight through to the end without once putting it down. I enjoyed every page.
I adored the steamy but playful writing in the plot. I have come to expect BJ Harvey’s writing style to be excellent, developed, and properly paced, and this novel was no exception. The characters were richly developed and ever so likeable. But what’s so engaging about Crave isn’t just about the yummy characters. It’s how with keen details, Ms. Harvey depicts the intensity of obsession from a male perspective. A lurid and “gaspworthy” voice that is basically guaranteed to seduce anyone.
Cal is a man who may seem to have the world at his feet but there was a vulnerability within him that Ms. Harvey brought out which definitely drew me to his character. Lucia brought that vulnerability out of him which made her character the perfect complement to his. It was romantic and passionate. Together, they became each other’s strength but also became their greatest weakness.
Overall, I really enjoyed this book. A sensual romance that is filled with emotions, unusual but exciting twist and interesting characters who were vividly well written. It had a bit of everything to capture and hold the reader’s interest and I can’t wait to read more of this genre from BJ Harvey.
“What was that thought?” she asks curiously.
I lift my eyes from her hand resting on the black leather seat between us to her face to see a sly smile has appeared on her lips. “What thought?”
“The one that just had dirty written all over it.” Her smile grows wide, her eyes glittering with heat and a touch of amusement at the position she’s cornered me into.
“It’s a thought that would be more suited to the end of the date, if we are following your predetermined description of a how a first date should be, that is.”
Heat overtakes amusement as the air inside the car crackles with the right type of tension, the exact type of mood I have been hoping for and dreading. Our eyes remained locked, like neither one of us is able or willing to look away from the other.
Knowing I’d need to acquiesce, I look back down to where her hand rests beside her leg and bite the bullet, reaching over and lacing my fingers with hers.
“See?” she says as I catch her smile out of the corner of my eye. “Wasn’t that hard, was it?”
“It’s like that, is it?” I say, my voice filled with humor. She leans over, turning her body toward mine and rests her mouth against my jaw, just below my ear.
“If you want something from me, Callum, you just need to ask for it or take it. I highly doubt any of the thoughts running through that very handsome, highly intelligent head of yours could put me off.” Her breath warms my skin, sending the nerve endings into overdrive. “You’re welcome to try though . . .”
Before I can attempt to put my public mask in place, I tilt my head until we are cheek to cheek. Presented with an opportunity, I follow my instincts and graze my teeth slowly against her ear lobe. “I was thinking how your hand would feel touching me again . . .”
Her breath stutters momentarily, before quickening. She pulls back, leaning her shoulder into the seat but not returning to her side. “I’m sure we can arrange to hold hands again, Callum. It’s all part of getting to know each other.”
I mimic her pose, our bodies still close but not touching, as I let out an uncharacteristic chuckle. “You’re trouble with a capital T.”
“And I’m thinking, Mr. Alexander, there’s something about my brand of trouble that you’re drawn to.”