The Advisor – [kindle edition] 99¢
Cheryl Bracken is trapped in a bad marriage. She cannot escape the tyranny of an alcoholic husband.
Her escape appears one day in the form of a much younger student named Brandon Cole.
When she chooses to be taken by Brandon, she finds herself consumed by his passion and…his mystery.
As Brandon’s advisor, she must struggle between her fear of his past and her desire for his love.
Okay, I am going to be honest and just say that this book, based on it’s description oversold itself. Here I was thinking that I would be reading a sweet May to December romance, when in fact, what I read was porn. Or should I say Hardcore Erotica. No, I’m going back to porn. My description of erotica is that there is an element of romance. While this book was supposed to have that element, it felt forced and in sincere. That said, may the filthy review commence.
I’m sorry, but I have to spoil this one for you. It has to be done other wise I won’t be able to share some of the absolutely ridiculous moments of the story. Let’s start out with Cheryl and her therapist. I’ll by pass the husband, bottom line, he’s a bit a douche bag. He drinks, uses her for sex and therefore she resents him. End of relationship. So back to her Therapist; Rochelle. Yep, Rochelle. I don’t quite get what Rochelle was in the mix of things. Part time therapist, part time friend, part time lover. I was very confused.
She then moved forward and pressed a soft kiss on Rochelle’s mouth
The plot was completely unnecessary to the story. It served no other purpose than to titillate and for me, it didn’t even do that. And the problem wasn’t so much that they were enjoying each other in a sexual way, it was they enjoyed each other in a sexual way to the very end, when it just felt like they shouldn’t be anymore.
And there was Brandon. He was just so fucked up as a character, I couldn’t keep my head straight. He’s a college student, he’s a druggie, he’s a drug dealer, he’s a master manipulator. What the hell is he? Who the hell is he? Why did he go to Rochelle’s house and steal her shit? One thing I do know about Brandon
I worship the vagina, meaning I treat it as if it were the best part of your body, and the most important part of our sex. To me, the orgasm is the single greatest thing between two humans. Specifically, a female orgasm.
And oh man did he. He was doing it every couple of chapters. I don’t think I’ve read so much vagina worship. Now don’t get me wrong, I enjoy reading about a man going down on a woman as much as the next person, but the amount of worshiping that was going on here was a little more than my mind could take.
I’m really glad that this was a short story, if this was a book that covered a series, it might have been better, at least it could have had a little more character development, as it stood. It was short, smutty and utterly filthy
Brandon pulled his cock out suddenly and a burst of cum shot from Cheryl’s pussy. She flexed her stomach muscles as tightly as she could, drenching Rochelle, who eagerly licked up the juice from Cheryl’s thighs
If that’s how you like your books, this is the one for you. And for only 99¢ it might even be a steal. Be warned though, there is so much going on and most of it is happening in the final chapters. But if that’s your speed, go for it I say…