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CRAVE ME
BESTSELLING AUTHOR M.
ROBINSON
COVER MODEL MITCH
MCKERSIE
COVER DESIGN THE
FINAL WRAP
RELEASE MAY 10TH
They say in order to find yourself you have to go home.
What if home was what you're running from?
Where did that leave you?
Always on the other side of the fence.
Always looking in.
Always wishing you were someone you couldn't be.
Until one day you meet her.
The one.
She was my high, but she was also...
My demise.
Colors
blended together making it hard to focus on one thing. I blinked a few times
and just like that…
I
saw her face.
As
if she was standing right in front of me.
Smiling.
Happy.
Laughing.
My
whole world…
My
girl.
I
felt my lips curl up slightly at the vision as I reached out for her. Wanting
to touch her, needing to hold her, yearning to kiss her. Craving, God, craving
to fucking love her.
“I’m
sorry,” I murmured out loud to no one but the illusion of my drug-infested
mind. “I’m so fucking sorry,” I repeated repentantly, longing for her to
believe me.
Aching
for her to love me again like she used to.
I
don’t know how long I sat there, staring at her beautiful face before my eyes,
subconsciously rubbing the tattooed key that was placed over my heart. I
couldn’t take it anymore, and the desire won over the haze.
It
was too powerful.
It
was too vivid.
I
grabbed my phone. “Baby,” I said into the speaker. The ringing quickly
followed, going straight to voicemail. I hung up and tried again. “Baby,” I
urged with desperation in my tone.
Still
nothing.
I
tried again and again and again.
I
would try until the end of time if that’s what it took for her to answer.
To
talk to me.
To
save me.
To
crave me.
Time
just seemed to standstill, as my life slowly played out in front of me. Trying
to balance in between the light and the darkness when all I could see was gray.
“What?!”
she screamed into the phone, finally answering after I don’t know how many
failed attempts. “What the hell do you want now?”
“Mi
cielo.” I breathed a sigh of relief.
She
ignored my term of endearment. I hadn’t called her that in such a long time.
My
heaven.
“What
do you want, Austin? Why are you calling me? We’re over! I can’t do this
anymore!”
I shut
my eyes and let my mind wonder, allowing it to go to another place in time
where she didn’t hate me.
“I
remember the first time I made you smile,” I chuckled, as if it had just
happened.
My
nerves were on fire. The mere sound of her breathing through the phone was too
intense for me. I licked my lips, my mouth suddenly dry.
“I
remember when you used to smile just for me. Do you remember, baby? Do you
remember what my love feels like?”
I
heard her faintly breathing.
“Do
you remember my hands on you? My lips? My tongue? The first time I made you
come with my mouth? Do you remember all the times since? Tell me I’m not
forgotten. Tell me you remember, baby.”
Silence.
“I
love you, Briggs. I love you so fucking much. You’re killing me, don’t you see
that? I’m dying without you.”
“No,
Austin. You were dying with me,” she rasped, knowing that it killed her to say
that.
“The
first time I saw your face, I thought to myself, damn, this beautiful girl is
goin’ to be the death of me. You were perfect in every way. I was a cocky son
of a bitch who needed you then, as much as I need you now.”
More
silence.
“I
had a dream about you, baby. I always fucking dream about you. In my dream you
had a ring on your finger. A ring I put there. You belonged to me. Only mine.
Forever fucking mine. You were pregnant, Briggs. You looked so goddamn happy. I
saw light at the end of the tunnel for the first time in years.”
She
sniffled into the phone.
“I
made love to you. Slow, just the way you love. Taking my time to touch every
last inch of your body. Memorizing every last bit of you. Making you come until
you begged me to stop. I didn’t.”
“I
can’t—” she tried to interject, but I didn’t let up.
“I
kissed your stomach. Our baby. Letting my lips linger there, whispering sweet
lullabies, letting her know daddy will always be there. Baby, it was so real.
For a second I gave you the one thing you so desperately wanted, the one thing
I can’t give you.”
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Rating: 5 of 5 Hearts
Before I get to rambling about how amazing this book is, I want to say that the way M. Robinson handled the drug addictions in this book was spot on. Many lines I heard her leading man Austin say I had heard before from my brother who struggled with addiction for many years. I few times I broke down thinking about how he felt in these similar situations. She handled these addictions with class and gave her characters a voice that I think could truly help many people out there.
Every time I finish one of Author M. Robinson’s books, I swear it is my favorite. This book is no exception. M. has a way of sucking her readers in, getting them absolutely addicted, breaking them into a million little pieces before she lets her readers feel content again.
This story is the fourth installment of one of my all-time favorite series. I am seriously going to miss these alpha males and their girls. Each book topped the other when I did not think it was possible. I am already mourning my Good Ol’ Boys.
The title alone tells you what you should expect from this book. Crave Me. Hell yes, I did. I consumed this bad boy and felt whole and broken all at the same time when it ends.
Austin has to be one of my favorite leads ever! He had a way with words and kept you fighting for him the entire story. I mean the words he would say to Briggs melted my heart every time. He is a very realistic lead character that you just cannot help but want to befriend if he was a real person. He has lived. He has struggled. He has loved. He is a man’s man. Above all, he fights for what he believes in.
Wanting to touch her, needing to hold her, yearning to kiss her. Craving, God, craving to f*cking love her.
“Tell me you remember, baby.” Silence. “I love you, Briggs.” I love you so F*cking much. You’re killing me, don’t you see that? I’m dying without you.”
The opening scenes with Briggs broke my freaking heart. This girl went through hell on earth almost her entire life and she still found hope and love. Briggs is that gorgeous woman everyone links is perfect but if they’d known the hell she lived they would not think that.
This girl had balls. I kid you not. Many girls act all tough but Ms. Briggs was. She did not care if there were repercussions to what she said. She said them. I loved watching her grow throughout this book. Watching Briggs come into her own and fight for herself even if it broke her was something to read. I JUST LOVE HER.
The ending of this book left me in a very good place right before I screamed at my kindle and cursed M. When you get to the end you will know why. Now one-click this baby and fall in love with Crave Me.
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