I received this book for free from the Author in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.The Sex Bucket List by Prescott Lane
Published by Self Published on March 7, 2017
Genres: Contemporary Romance
Source: the Author
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I’m Emerson, and my “to do” list is longer than I’d like. You might wonder what kind of woman comes up with a sex bucket list? Answer — the kind who’s been in a sex drought, has two crazy girlfriends encouraging her, and one too many bottles of wine.
This kind of list requires special skill. And I have just the man in mind to help me. He’s younger. So that checks one thing off my list. And he’s the kind of man every woman should sleep with at least once in her life. The kind of man who knows his way around a woman’s body. And God, I’d like him to know mine.
Armed with new lingerie and a fancy high-tech vibrator, I’m taking charge. Of love, of life, and my libido. How hard can that be? Well, judging by the rate of pole dancing injuries, I might be in trouble.
But how much trouble can one woman get in? Giving your panties to a stranger isn’t illegal in Georgia, is it?
Grab a pen and make your own Sex Bucket List!
Emerson Baker is a PR and Marketing exec for her family-owned private commuter airline and a divorced mother of three. She’s really not moved on emotionally since her divorce and her ex keeps sending her mixed signals. When she comes across the sex bucket list she and her two friends created on a buzzed girls night out some time ago, Emerson decides to take action just as the handsome Mateo Reyes sends her a clearer signal about his intentions.
I absolutely loved this story! Emerson is the 40-something woman you know, trying to make it all work and have her children not suffer because of divorce. You get her guilt, sacrifice and loneliness along with her need to still be seen as a woman. Her story is hilarious at times, heartbreaking in some moments and still incredibly sensual at others. That bucket list wasn’t so much about sexual exploration as it was Emerson’s dive into self awareness. It helped her clarify her own needs and how well they were or were not met during her marriage and after.
While this was an emotional trek, it was very definitely a sexy and erotic journey by Emerson as she pursues the younger Mateo. The issues addressed are very real and honestly portrayed. Ex-husband Ryan offers a strong challenge and Mateo provides a compelling (and oh so lovely) contrast. It’s not so much about choosing the best man as it was choosing the best man for Emerson.
The author’s signature skill at character development is strongly imprinted in this story. She’s an auto-read for me because I know I’ll get inside the characters and be conflicted by the issues as I did with Emerson. She’s far from perfect but so likable you’ll not want to let her go. I found it difficult to put this one down and loved everything, and I mean everything, about the book. Highly recommend.
Our kiss is hard and rough, and it has my legs clenching together. His hands go to my ass, pulling my dress up slightly, lifting me up onto the edge of my desk, grinding against me. Wearing a wrap dress today was a good call. I usually wear wrap dresses because they are no fuss, add a nice cinch to my waist, and feel like pajamas. Easy access wasn’t one of the reasons, but I’m thankful for it now.
Wrestling with his shirt, I yank it out of his pants, desperate to feel his skin under my fingertips. His tongue finds my neck, and he kisses a path along my collarbone. I thrust against every hard inch of him. He pulls on the tie of my dress, and I wrap my legs around his waist. Picking me up, he pushes me up against the floor-to-ceiling window.
I can’t remember the last time a guy banged me up against a wall, or a window, for that matter. This is a perk of being with a younger man. Am I really going to do this? In my office? In the middle of the day? He must feel my hesitation because he lowers my legs to the ground, flipping me towards the window, his hard dick pushing up against my ass, his warm breath tickling my neck.
He whispers in my ear, “Number 19. Orgasm in a public place. I’m saying this counts.” I look down the few stories to the busy Atlanta street, the neighboring building. Roughly, he forces my legs apart with his foot then reaches his hand between my legs and pushes my panties to the side. “Your list belongs to me,” he says, his voice hard.
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