Series: The Wicked Horse Vegas #1
Published by LLC on June 5th, 2017
Genres: Erotic Romance, Romance
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New York Times bestselling author, Sawyer Bennett, is happy to introduce a new Wicked Horse club in Las Vegas and you’re cordially invited to attend the grand opening...
As the owner of The Wicked Horse, an elite sex club located along the Vegas Strip, Jerico Jameson never spends the night alone. Gorgeous, ripped, and totally alpha, Jerico doesn’t grant favors and will rarely give you the time of day—unless he wants you in his bed. So when the sister of his sworn enemy shows up asking for help, saying no should be easy. But when Jerico takes one look at her and sees an opportunity to help this beautiful woman while exacting revenge on her brother, he’s not about to pass that up.
Beaten and bruised, Trista Barnes is running out of options, and Jerico is her last chance to get out of the mess she’s in. She doesn’t know why Jerico despises her brother so much, but as long as he can help her, she doesn’t care. Jerico offers her safety while opening her up to a sinful world she never knew existed.
As she succumbs to Jerico’s erotic charm, Trista lets herself fall into the wicked world of guilt free pleasure with no regrets. Under his strong alpha hand, she blooms, and so does Jerico’s possessiveness. But what happens when Trista finds out she was a pawn in Jerico’s game all along, and that the price for his favor was steeper than she ever imagined – her heart.
I love pushing my own boundaries when it comes to books. There are certain things I won’t read just because I’ve realized in the past it’s not for me. However, I love to venture into a theme or genre I haven’t given much time to before. Erotica is one of them. Like everyone, I love some good sex scenes in my books, but I don’t want that to be main part of the book. I need a story, not sure sex. And I’m always a little hesitant with Erotica due to this.
Therefore, I’m extremely happy to say Wicked Favor was nothing like I expected! It had a great storyline, amazing characters, and yes, some very hot sex scenes. But the latter wasn’t overpowering, but instead a brilliant enhancement to the story. It weaved beautifully into the core of the story and characters, in to who they are or wanted to be.
I love Sawyer Bennett’s writing, have ever since I read her first Hockey series. She’s a brilliant author who’s able to create such complex characters it’s hard not fall for them or wanting to be their best friend. With each word, she makes you care, make you root for her characters, and make you want to slap some sense into them. The emotional rollercoaster she takes me on every time is exhilarating. And Wicked Favor was no exception.
Trista and Jerico meet under rather unconventional circumstances. He owns a sex club in Vegas, while she is out of luck and out of options—Jerico being her last resort. What starts out as his way of taking revenge on the person he hates the most slowly turns into a connection neither one of them can deny. While exploring Trista’s sexuality, fulfilling every wicked fantasy of hers, they realize they have found something neither one expected. But nothing is ever easy and one oversight brings the house of cards tumbling down around Jerico.
While there is a lot of sex in this book, it’s not overpowering. Since Trista ends up working in the club for a while, most scenes happen there, but there is a lot more going on underneath the surface than we realize. We see Trista exploring her sexuality with the help of Jerico. I loved seeing her bloom, become more self-confident and secure in who she is as a woman. Jerico doesn’t ever push her to do something she doesn’t want—which is why I love him as a character so much. Yes, he’s an asshole due to his intentions in the beginning, but soon enough you realize he’s so much more than his plot for revenge. He takes care of Trista, introduces her to his words slowly, and while he pushes her boundaries, he always makes sure she’s into what they’re doing. This might be minor to some people, but something so very important to me, it shows me that deep down, he’s a good guy with a conscience and heart of gold he tries to hide behind a hard and uncaring façade. And I doubt he’d ultimately have gone through with his plan.
And Trista, I loved how strong, independent, brave, and loving she is. She hasn’t had the easiest life so far, and even though obstacles keep being thrown in her way, she’s tenacious and determined to make the best of it. She doesn’t ever whine about her circumstances, which I love. Over and over she shows us what it means to be a strong woman going to get what she wants, regardless of the fear she feels. Fortune favors the brave. Just ask Trista.
Wicked Favor is just what I needed—a hot, sexy read that took me out of my comfort zone and made me expand my horizon. The sex scenes are scorching hot and only enrich the story instead of overpowering it. As I said, I loved this book and can only recommend it for anyone in need of a hot story with a brilliant storyline and characters.
~Review by Anja
For three nights, I’ve watched her.
By any definition, I’d totally be considered a stalker.
But from the comfort of my office, I can pull up the security feeds on my monitor and take note of the subtle changes in Trista as she works the condiment tray. Truth be told, I don’t need her working that job and have a much greater need for her to go back to cleaning, but fuck if she doesn’t look a hell of a lot sexier in a thong than a turtleneck and pants.
Part of my training in the military was gathering intelligence, so I can pick up on the slightest of details that could tell me a very important story, and there were a lot of changes I noticed over the last three days with Trista as she settled into her job routine.
The most important and pleasing thing was that Trista’s stopped hiding her sexual curiosity. When she first started working here, she looked around a room in a vague way, not taking in too many details. I think she was afraid to watch.
Afraid of what it would do to her body.
But that has definitely changed.
Now, Trista watches what the patrons are doing. Sometimes, she stares for long moments and much to my delight, the kinkier the acts, the longer she stares. My trained eyes take in her chest rising and falling to keep up with what I’m sure was a racing pulse. She’d adjust the straps covering her breasts in a very minute way either because the pressure on her nipples was too much, or because she wanted to create some friction.
Naughty, naughty girl.
My favorite though was when she would cross one long leg over the other and squeeze her thighs together as she watched, and I had no doubt her clit was probably pulsing with desire.
Trista was getting braver too. She never once took any man up on an offer to join, and there had been some I’d seen. I had told her she could if business was slow, but I also made a spectacle in front of Willis that she was off limits. Perhaps Trista thinks she’s off limits to everyone, and it’s fine by me if she wants to think that.