Poppy by Kailee Samuels
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- Stars
- ★★★★½
- Heat
- Molten
- Genre
- ContemporaryDark
- Series
- Standalone
Recommendation
I am still coming out of this book hangover. WOW. This story covers the entire spectrum of emotion. Poppy’s life is filled with sadness and hardship from the start. She meets Kane one day and what she hopes is an answer to all her problems is nothing more than a deeper decent into darkness. Kane opens up a world of pain she did not even know existed. I HATED his character… in a good way. He is vile and pure evil. What he puts Poppy and Abel (his son) through is nothing short of hell on earth. But I needed to fully despise him in order to whole-heartedly love the relationship that develops between Poppy & Abel. They were each others bright light through the darkness that was their lives. The ending was emotional and I really felt it in my gut. Kailee Samuels writing is gritty and intense. You’ve been warned!
*Warning* – This book touches on some major triggers (abuse, rape, drugs) and the taboo issue of step-mom / step-son.
Excerpts
For whatever reason, I wanted this man – this stranger – to have his way with me. His large, calloused hands covered the lace on my bra as he squeezed the tender flesh. My nipples ripened to peaks against his palms as his fingers cascaded against the nubs. I moved against him, grinding on his dick in a heated, dry fuck as the intensity rose and he pinched my nipples. I was so turned on; I thought I might come.
With his tongue still ravaging mine, he picked me up and sat my ass solidly on the counter. His rough, calloused hands found salvation in the creaminess of my skin as he trailed his fingertips up my legs and between my thighs. There was goodness inside. And no matter what I said, nothing would convince him that I couldn't be his. He was determined to have me.
“This is love,” she whispered, tears dripping from her eyes and drool seeping from the corners of her mouth. With her straddling my cock, I pumped upwards and held her there as my fingers spread, bracing against her back. Her red tassels bounced against the back of my hands. Overwhelmed with the sensations, all I could feel everywhere was her as she passionately kissed my lips with gusto. We were burning the past and creating the future in one swift move. “More…”
Publisher synopsis
What do you do when the hand which held you becomes the touch you crave?
I’ve loved her for twenty years.
She’s a rare beauty luring with a dangerous high.
And I’m addicted.
I can’t get enough.
There is only one problem.
He’s an abusive asshole, destroying her down to the very root.
He won’t get another chance.
I’ll beat him to it.
And steal his precious drug—my princess—my Poppy.
There must be good things on the other side of bad.
Review published August 12, 2019