Sometimes I read erotica and I really like it — or, maybe more accurately, sometimes I read erotica and I don’t hate it. Other times, I’m so put off by everything that happens that I wonder why I do this to myself. Lip Service fell somewhere in between for me. The premise is almost laughable — blowjob lessons in a sex shop? — but it’s that kind of ridiculous plot that makes for a good escape.
And, surprisingly, I took no issue with the actual plot. I thought it was pretty well done, and for erotica, the romance ended up being pretty sweet. I think my main issue with the book was that Mayra was adamantly against hooking up with Philip… and then the next thing you know, the two of them are in bed together.
The story is short and sweet, and at less than 100 pages, I can think of worse ways to spend an evening. That said, I don’t know that I would recommend it since it just seems to contradict itself.
It’s been a while since I read an erotic novel. That review up there for Lip Service? Actually from at least six months ago. But I like Lauren Blakely. And I needed to read something for January’s #killingthetbr challenge. Why not an erotic novel? What could go wrong?
Everything could go wrong.
I initially intended to read the entirety of Night After Night. This is its prequel, which was kindly included with the full book. I could really consider this a DNF if I wanted to get really technical, but I did read the complete prequel at least. But I couldn’t go on any further. This was terrible. I absolutely despised both main characters.
Julia is a sassy bartender. Usually I can go for that. But no, first of all, she judges her customers based on what they’re ordering. She goes on this whole internal rant about how real men only drink beer and any guy who orders a mixed drink shouldn’t expect a woman to want to have sex with him. Um, what? Let men drink whatever they want. Beer is disgusting anyway. Second of all, she has a minimum acceptable penis size and it’s… wait for it… eight inches. I mean. What even is this book. And Clay? Don’t even get me started.
On top of the horrible characters, I just felt like this wasn’t up to Lauren Blakely’s usual standards. This book was just not my cup of tea.
#killingthetbr: ten months on shelf
Have you read either of these books? How do you feel about erotica?
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