My cocky friend Will doesn’t believe that I’m frigid, but what does he know? His promises might make me shiver but it doesn’t mean he can give me a happy. He’s so confident he’s betting me money on it, and a thousand bucks is a lot of money to a poor college student.
Once should be enough to taunt him with “I told you so,” right?
But I didn’t know he meant trying everything once…
This super hot 25,000-word standalone new adult romance novella has adult language and themes, and a happy ending (several, actually).
Once Should Be Enough is a fun fast read by Nikky Kaye. Cassie is friends with Will. They make a fast friendship during a dreaded biology class in college. Things take a serious turn when Cassie has a drunken night at a college party, but Will is still a total gentleman. Fast forward a couple of weeks and he usually timid and meek Cassie begins talking about her sex life, or lack there of, to her best pal, Will. I mean, why can’t you talk about those things with your friend? Little does Cassie know, Will has been harboring some heated desires for Cassie and makes her an offer that she cannot (and does not) want to refuse. Quiet little Cassie may just have a little freak in her after all.
This book was quick and fun to read. Will was a great character. I loved how he was a gentleman when needed, but took charge and rocked Cassie’s world. To be honest, I wanted to slap Cassie a couple of times, but in the end, she grew on me. This is a hot and sexy book that will get your motor running.
Reviewed by Shannon
LLEP Review Team
A nearby shout of laughter burst into my brain, bringing me back to reality. And that reality was that I was, once again, ready to climb Will like a tree in a public place. My face heated. Was I a closet exhibitionist?
“What do you think?” he asked, looking down at me. His eyes were almost black in the dim light of the bar, his mouth swollen from, well, me. I licked my lips.
Our lower halves were molded together as his palm slid further around my ass, to the damp little crease where my thigh started. I moaned. If he just stretched his fingers a little, he could touch—
“Think?” He wanted me to think? His wandering hands were this close to being the only thing holding me upright.
He nodded. “I know; it’s hard right now.”
“Should we what?”
His lips curved up. “Get a room.”
My earlier nervousness bubbled up again. As I started to look at the floor again—I think I had memorized the tile pattern by now—he broke his hands off my backside and tipped my chin up.
“Hey. We will do whatever you want,” he assured me.
And I believed that he meant it, that he would willingly go home with blue balls from hell if I stopped this. But if he was feeling anything like I was, we were standing at the top of the stairs with that Slinky again. I wanted—no, needed—him to push me over. He was just waiting for the word from me. Or maybe he wanted me to push him over this time.
“What do you want to do?” I asked him.
Yes, I was being passive-aggressive. I wanted to give him an out. Will may be an admitted pervert, but he was also a gentleman. He would never…
“I already told you,” he said. “I want to fuck you, however and wherever you want. Whenever, too, but now is good for me.”
“Here?” I squeaked.
“No. I need you in private.” He leaned close to my ear, letting out a dark chuckle. “I want to do things to you that are illegal in many states, and definitely against the health code, even in this place.”
If he could devour me whole with just his gaze, he would. I’d never felt so overwhelmed by just someone looking at me—into me—like my skin was made of glass. His breath was coming as short and fast as mine, as we both considered what those secret, wicked things would be.
“But I will wait, if it’s not tonight. Fuck, I’ll even take you out first. But I’m not waiting for the third date or anything like that,” he warned. “I’ve already gotten you out of your underwear.”
“I wasn’t wearing any.”