Tasty Book Tours Presents: Feel Me by Cecy Robson; #VirtualTour, #OutNow, #Review, #Giveaway

Declan, the sexy, driven powerhouse 
meets the one woman immune to his charm . . .

FEEL ME

O'Brien Family #4

Cecy Robson

Releasing May 23, 2017

Rating:  5 Stars

Told in the first person.  Alternating persons.

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RT Book Reviews proclaims that the O’Brien Family series from award-winning author Cecy Robson “has the hottest brothers ever!” And in FEEL ME, Declan, the sexy, driven powerhouse meets the one woman immune to his charm . . .

Declan O’Brien was always driven to take his place among Philly’s elite, working hard for everything he’s earned, including the title of Assistant District Attorney. He’s won seemingly impossible cases, so he’s furious when he’s assigned to lead the one unit he doesn’t want. 

Melissa Fenske was born hearing impaired to a neglectful mother, finding solace when she was adopted by a young attorney, now Declan’s boss. As the current Director of Victim Services, Melissa’s livid when Declan is placed in the main unit she oversees. She can’t forget their disastrous first encounter. Or shake how he makes her feel.

Declan considers the assignment another step toward his political aspirations, despite that he can’t get Melissa out of his mind. Melissa sees Declan as egotistical and self-serving, kicking herself for how fast she’s falling for him. Someone as hot, smooth, and perfect as Declan isn’t supposed to want her.

In another situation with any other woman, Declan wouldn’t hesitate to take Melissa to bed. But she is the boss’s daughter, and for once, Declan finds himself wanting more than just a one night stand.

Neither counted on each other. Both just met their match.

Melissa “Mel” Fenski doesn’t let her disability define who she is as a person.  Declan O’Brien thinks he’s being short-changed and not being used to the best of his abilities.  Sometimes we get surprises where we least expect it.

If you’ve not read this series before, Declan’s brother Curran may have you at least wanting to read the book that started it all titled Once Kissed.  And if he doesn’t do it for you his wife Tess just might.  But don’t worry if you don’t have time right now, this book could be considered a stand-alone but I found that this series has me addicted.  I was impressed how this author is willing to take on characters that aren’t ones that fit into the “perfect” mold.  Characters that don’t see personal challenges as something to hold them back from living their lives.  Ms. Robson is also willing to write a self assured male character who gets a reality check when he meets a woman who gives him a run for his money.

This is a book that I would read again.  I found myself wanting to get to know the O’Brien family and the significant others that come to change their lives.  Our author does a great job of showing how complicated our lives can be as we try to find our way through building a relationship.  But she doesn’t get too serious and even gets her readers to laugh every once in awhile.  We need to lighten up sometimes and not take things too seriously.  Feel Me is a story where you can just sit back and enjoy what the author has created.  It’s a great way to forget your day but be warned that you may not want to put the book down once you pick it up.  The book also made me sad having recently lost a parent.  But Ms. Robson makes up for it by putting a smile on my face when I read the ending. 

I wish I didn’t want to drag my hands along her gorgeous curves or taste that pouty mouth But I do. Just like I want feel her body pressed against mine.

Shit. What the hell is wrong with me? As pissed as I was about being placed in SACU yesterday, I woke up hard this morning. Hard for Melissa. Melissa, who can barely stand being in the same room as me.

My eyes scrunch tight as I try to shake away the dream I had about her. We were at a black tie event, the kind where waiters walk around with silver trays packed with champagne and anyone who’s anyone in politics works the room flexing their egos. I was supposed to give some kind of speech. I opted out, returning my place with Melissa’s hand tight in mine.

We had sex in my living room. I can’t remember ever having a dream this graphic. She lay over my leather ottoman on her hands and knees, the skirt of her black beaded gown hiked up to her waist, my mouth buried against her. I tugged off my jacket and tie, managing to pop open the front of my shirt before I couldn’t take it anymore and shoved my pants and briefs down to my ankles.

In those romance movies women like to watch, my thrusts would have been slow and sweet. But there was nothing slow or sweet about what we did. It was sexy, primal; me grunting hard and her hips circling fast. Her hair fell in messy waves around her heated face as she clamped down, turning her head enough to see me, and show me the sexy way she bites down on her bottom lip.

I wasn’t a gentleman in my dream. I was the epitome of an alpha claiming what belongs to him. She loved it, calling out my name and begging me to go faster.

My problem is, I loved it too. A little too much.

I groan, thinking about how hot she made me and entertaining why she made me so hot. Melissa is different. Curvy hips, round perky ass, with what I’m guessing are some serious double-Ds. I usually date the model types, those who spend more time on their hair, shopping, and make-up and less time on anything that really matters. Why? Because they’re not looking for anything serious, and neither am I.

When I take a long hard look at all the political giants I know, every last one of them has a devoted wife, looking adoringly back at them―standing by them, raising their children, spearheading charities, and working tirelessly on their husbands’ campaigns―usually alongside the skanks their husbands are fucking when they’re not around. I’m not exaggerating. It’s what men of power are almost expected to do. But I swear to Christ, I’m not going to be one of them.

Cecy Robson is an award-winning author of magical realms and to-die-for Alpha heroes. A double RITA® 2016 finalist for Once Pure and Once Kissed, and published author of more than sixteen titles, you can typically find her on her laptop or stumbling blindly in search of caffeine.

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