Friday, June 12, 2015

4 Star Review & Giveaway ~ Xo, Blake by Avery Aster

For fans of the dark comedy film Tie Me Up, Tie Me Down comes an erotic exploration in domination and submission where Ivy League students let their naughtiest desires run wild…

If you think my besties Lex, Taddy, and Vive have had some bad luck earlier this year, cut to me at Glamorama. Last thing I remembered was dancing with Diego and Miguel from my English class, when the room started… spinning. And not in a good way! We got sick. Think Regan in The Exorcist. Taddy was rushed to the hospital. Holding on for dear life, I was carried out by the boys and taken back to their dorm.

Now I’m waking up in Diego’s bed and Miguel keeps staring at me from across the room. I’ve wanted to get into these dudes’ pants since the first day of class. But Diego told me he likes to be tied up and—wait for it—spanked. WTF! The news on TV reports that last night we all got roofied. And Vive just texted me saying that someone is out to kill her. Could this semester get any more bizarre? -–Blake Morgan, college freshman, gay best friend, virgin


Fuck. Pre-cum.

Utterly compelling, his magnetism was so potent I could get drunk just by looking at him. Clearly my body couldn’t control itself.

“And?” He came over and straddled my legs, curled himself into the curve of my body. Then his sexy mouth descended to meet mine, first slowly, drugging those lips until our tongues danced.

With a lightness in my chest, my lips burned in the aftermath of his kiss. Damn, he’s good. Gasping in delight, I reached for his hand and embraced the adrenaline rush of being with him. The stroke of his skin sent erotic jolts through every part of my body. There was a dreamy intimacy between us, as if everything was standing still. Except for my heart. That was beating at a zillion pulses a second.

Wet. His mouth covered mine hungrily as we tongued all over again.

Fuuuck. I curled my toes. A delightful shiver of wanting ran through me. I was going to cum in my pants. Any second now. Air, I need to breathe. Instinctively my hand came up to his chest, begging for a minute.

Filled with desire to know, my pulse quickened as I demanded, “Tell me why you have the rope…”

“I like to use it when I’m having sex.” His mouth grazed my earlobe.

Hearing that made my heart thump erratically. I bit down on my lower lip before asking, “Do you get tied up or do they?” When he didn’t give me an answer, I pressed my open lips to his and murmured, “Tell…me.”

“Usually, they do.” He kissed the sensitive spot of my neck. “I like the power it gives me, having someone helpless under my body. I’m in complete control of them.” A series of slow kisses all over my entire face ensued. It sent a shiver up and down my spine until he rested his lips against my scar, kissing it…twice.

“Does that hurt?” he asked.

Shaking my head, I replied, “The doctors told me I have nerve damage. Mostly, it just feels numb.” Self-conscious, my gaze fell on the floor.

“Hey, guapo…look at me.” He grabbed my chin, his brown eyes flickering with intent. “Let me see your smile.”

My face must’ve been bright red, because I felt embarrassed. I grinned back at him.

“There you go, guapo. You are a beautiful man.” His lips brushed my scar.

Drugged by his compliments, feeling a bit more self-confident, I muttered, “Thanks,” and kissed him back. We took our time getting to know every square inch of each other’s flesh. Curious to see what all that control would feel like, I confessed, “I want to tie you up.”


“The power.” My emotions skittered. “Lately, my life has been sorta slipping through my hands—”

“So…you tying me up will help balance you out?”

“Maybe.” My consciousness seemed to ebb and then the burning desire to fuck him took over, more than ever. “Have you ever been tied up before?”

“No. Like I said, usually I do all the tying.”

My lips curved down into a frown.


“Yes?” My voice went up an octave.

“I’m willing to bottom for you, so I might as well let you tie me up.”

“Really?” My eyes blinked.


“Good. Very good.”


This is the first book that I have read in the series so I have to go back and read the other to get a true feel of the characters.  Each of them are characters within themselves.  Growing up a children, they were not like the other kids.  They had issues and became friends.

Blake was the sweet one out of the group.  He loved all of his friends and took care of them.  Blake seemed to be the only one who was comfortable in his own skin and knew who he was.  As a child his friends didn't have the family life that he did. Despite growing up as a gay man, his parents loved him and never veered from what real parents are.

Blake seemed to be the parents or the rich, spoiled socialites.  He didn't have the money or the fame that came along with the "life" that his friends lived but I feel that's is why is was so grounded.  

Diego was fresh air to Blake but we can't forget about Miguel!! There's something there an decisions to be made  for Blake.  He's the backbone for his friends so like is about to take them all for a spin.

This was a short read so I will go back and read about Lex, Taddy and Viv to get to know them a little better. I can't wait for more!

xo blake quote card four

Love, Lex (The Undergrad Years #1)
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This summer, I’d planned to celebrate my eighteenth birthday in Europe with my fellow Manhattanites—Taddy Brill, Blake Morgan, and Vive Farnworth—until I caught my boyfriend screwing my mother. According to the police report, this vomit-inducing incident happened around the same time I’d supposedly blown-up my mother’s penthouse. Like I’m walking around Soho with a stick of dynamite in my Louis Vuitton purse—not! Now, my besties and I are in jail.
Officer Ford Gotti, the Harley-wheelin’ biker cop who arrested us, keeps sticking his perfectly-sculpted nose into my case. His inked body is jacked like a superhero, and he says I can trust him. He wants me to fess up. I won’t. Not again. Why should I? My friends and I had a previous stint in juvie that nearly destroyed us. I gotta protect them and keep my mouth shut. Right?
—Lex Easton, women’s studies major, motorcycle enthusiast, and virgin.
The Undergrad Years is a New Adult contemporary miniseries about first loves, independence, and everlasting friendships. Interact with Avery while reading Love, Lex on Instagram and Twitter @AveryAster using the hashtags #UndergradYears #NewAdult. Swag and reader contests can be found on Avery’s blog at:


Yours Truly, Taddy (The Undergrad Years #2) 

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Jetting to Martinique for a modeling assignment with three of Europe’s hottest magazine photographers—Gustave, Fabian, and Leon—should’ve been easy, breezy beautiful. Never did I expect to look up and see a hole in the ceiling of our plane that was bigger in size than my Birkin bag.

Shit! We’re nose-diving toward Eden Island. I pictured how my New York Times obituary might read when I’m gone, “Taddy Brill, Manhattanite, dethroned descendant of the Austrian House of Brillford royalty, dies at age eighteen, penniless, unloved, and a virgin.” I swear this crap only happens to me. Suddenly, Leon pulls me with Fabian and Gustave. Adrenaline racing through me, our bodies clung as one. We prepared to…crash.

The Undergrad Years is a New Adult contemporary miniseries about first loves, independence, and everlasting friendships. Interact with Avery while reading Love, Lex on Instagram and Twitter @AveryAsterusing the hashtags #UndergradYears #NewAdult. Swag and reader contests can be found on Avery’s blog at:

Join The Undergrad Years cast as Taddy, Lex, Blake, and Vive welcome you to Invitation to Eden, a series from 27 of the biggest names in romance…an island where anything…and everything can happen. We hope you’ll enjoy your stay! Eden is located just a two hour plane ride from Miami, Florida, in the mysterious Bermuda Triangle. Once it was wild and untouched, but now is inhabited by the Master and his staff. The Master wanted to share the magic of the island with others who needed it, so he had a European castle reconstructed on the small outcropping of land in the southern Atlantic ocean. Log on to the Smutketeers’ Invitation to Eden Book Club!


Always & Forever, Vive (The Undergrad Years #4) on pre-sale

Always & Forever, Vive
I Know What You Did Last Summer meets Pretty Little Liars in Avery Aster’s new novel Always & Forever, Vive.
Operator: “911, what’s your emergency?”
“Help! I need help. My name is Viveca Farnworth. I’m in a high-rise on the Upper West Side. My friends, Lex, Taddy, Blake, and I are being held hostage by a lunatic with a gun.” I choked back a cry as the voice on the other line asked who’d abducted us. I swear on my Chanel handbag collection I’ve got the worst flippin’ luck ever! “It’s a fellow student…that I’ve been…dating,” I replied. Shit! He’s coming back. Hanging up, I slipped the cellphone in my pocket. He doesn’t know I have it.
With a body that’s ripped in all the right places, utterly gorgeous, and so freakin’ charming, I glared at him—part in fear, part in some freaky-deaky state of arousal. I couldn’t believe I’d fallen for this psycho. The sex had been so hot. Everything had been so perfect between us. I loved him. And now, he wants me and my Manhattanites…dead? But why? And what can I do to stop him?


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