Ricochet by Skye Jordan
Skye Jordan's Ricochet delivers the trifecta: Heat/Humor/Heart. The characters are nuanced and likable, but flawed. It's a superb example of the Contemporary Romance genre and demonstrates a creative, intelligent story and blistering sex in one fantastic package.
This book ranks in my top 3 of hottest books ever. Seriously. This book is smoking hot. But it's so much more than just great sex scenes. The hero is a swoon-worthy military man, the heroine is strong, independent and isn't afraid of going after what (or who) she wants. The story is unique and very well-written. Kudos to you, Skye Jordan! This is my favorite of the series.
I had never read Skye Jordan when I was told I really really needed to read Ricochet. "It's so hot. Like major hot. You'll love it. READ IT." So, read it I did. I was consumed. I plowed through it like a woman starved, and when I finished? I dove into the first two stories. Ricochet set my kindle on fire. Ryker and Rachel are blistering hot, but my favorite thing of all is that Skye writes strong women. No wilting flowers here. These women are smart and gutsy. Skye is now one of my new favorite authors, and I can't wait for more from these Renegades!
So, I went into this book with half of me thinking, “No way can Skye meet or top the previous books” and the other half listening to my friends singing its praises. But, I should have listened to both halves, because not only did it live up to the hype, but also meet my high standards of a 5-star read. In short, it was awesome. From the minute Ryker and Rachel met, it was a non-stop rollercoaster of ups and downs as Rachel tried to push him away and Ryker pulled her right back into his bed, or the beach, or the shower, all while dealing with their own side issues that were affecting their lives. All of the characters were well written, the plot never had a dull moment, and the sexy times were once again original and so very, very hot. If you buy nothing else this month, this is the book and series for you.
“Oh God…” Her pussy tightened at his touch. Her wetness slid over his fingers. She was swollen and pink and perfect.
Fuck fondue. He was eating now.
Renegades Series Reading Order — Can each be read as a standalone
Rachel’s palm slid over his length, and heat blasted through his cock, into his balls. Pleasure sliced deep in his belly, and his eyes closed on a groan he tried to muffle against her hair.
Why did this feel so good? Because they were in public? Because Rachel didn’t know who he really was? Because she was as sexy and ballsy as he’d found her to be over the phone? Maybe it was just all of them combined. And the alcohol he had on board. But something was different. He hadn’t gotten this excited by such little interaction in a long damn time.
He fisted the soft strands of her hair and dragged her head back, then closed his lips over hers, plunging his tongue into her mouth. She gave back, deeply, erotically, while the stroke of her hand stayed perfectly snug and slow and maddening.
He pulled her head back, breaking the kiss. “If you don’t stop,” he whispered, “I’m going to come in your hand.”
She met his eyes. Hers were gold and dazzling with heavy lids when she whispered, “I’ll lick you off my fingers.”
“Good God…” This had to be a dream. One he didn’t want to wake up from. “Where the fuck did you come from?”
She grinned, and a grenade exploded in Ryker’s chest. He kissed her again, letting go of the resistance, the logic, the reservations, and took all of her. He loved the way she kissed, passionately, hungrily, openly. Inviting him to take everything he wanted. Ryker slid his hand deeper between her legs and found the lips of her pussy as wet as he’d imagined. Her little gasp interrupted the kiss, and Ryker pressed his mouth to her cheek while he focused on this new find.
This new hot, slick, oh-so-fuckable find.
She responded to every slight move of his hand, her body lifting and rocking to his touch. “Baby, you’re so sexy.”
Her hand stilled, fingers wrapped around his cock. “Nathan…”
The word was filled with questions and awe, and Ryker’s focus shifted from his own pleasure to hers. He moved his hand deeper between her legs, spread his fingers over her pussy—tight, small, hot. He wanted to shove his face between her thighs, make her arch and scream. And he wanted her screaming Nathan, not Ryker, like every other woman.
“So wet,” he murmured against her hair, his fingertips covered with her, stroking the plump folds. “So soft.”
“Oh, God…” Her voice grew lighter, tighter. Her pussy clenched and released as she lifted her hips into his touch. Her fingers tightened on his cock, creating both pleasure and pain.
“Shh,” he murmured, pulling her head to his shoulder to muffle the cries he planned to elicit. “Stay quiet, baby.”
A subdued moan vibrated against his collarbone.
Oh yeah. This would definitely take all night to explore. He loved the way she responded instead of demanded. The way she savored the fire instead of expecting it. The way she enjoyed what he gave instead of ordering him to finger fuck her right now.
Yeah, he liked forceful, forward, and dirty. That was just his style. At least he’d thought so. But now he wondered if it had always been that way or it had become that way because it was all he’d ever known. Because this woman drew him and made him want to give more, and more. And more.
After a tragic incident in Afghanistan leaves Master Sergeant Nathan Ryker the only man standing in his tight-knit team, he spirals into an alcohol-and-sex induced escape. A call from his lifelong buddy pulls Ryker from the shadows with a request for help with his stunt company’s latest blockbuster. If Ryker can survive the next three weeks of leave and get back to his remaining men, he might just be all right. But a sexy woman who can take his mind off his trauma is too hard to resist, and when he hooks up with Renegades’ sultry, snarky office manager, his sanity takes a backseat to the first glimpse of a future he isn’t sure he deserves.
Still reeling from a bitter romantic betrayal, Rachel Hart wants nothing more than an uncomplicated hookup. So when the mysterious Nathan seduces her with a little dirty talk and one delicious kiss, Rachel drowns all her good sense in a Mandarin and soda and gives herself over to a night of sexual bliss. But her memories tarnish in the morning light when Rachel discovers his real identity and his link to Renegades. Her job and her friends are the only thing holding her life together, and she won’t be ruined by one sultry night with this damaged and dangerously sexy man.