Friday, April 15, 2016

Blog Tour ~ Stuck - Up Suit by Penelope Ward and Vi Keeland @ViKeeland @PenelopeAuthor

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Graham and Soraya’s highly anticipated romance is finally here in Stuck-Up Suit by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward!


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4 Stuck Up Sexy Stars

What do you get when a sassy Italian chick from Brooklyn comes toe to toe with a  handsome, arrogant Manhattan businessman?  A fun romantic read! The writing team of  Keeland and Ward are back penning another comical yet heartwarming opposites attract insta-love romance filled with plenty of passion, lovable characters and loads of  laughs.  

And Wow… Just look at the cover…*sigh*  a great inspiration for the sexy hot Graham…
Soraya, assistant to advice columnist “Dear Ida”, is mesmerized by a devilishly handsome stranger who left his phone on the train one morning. Serves him right for being a loud, obnoxious ass during the entire ride to work. So she did what any normal girl would do in her situation...break into his phone, check out his photos and semi-stalk him before returning it. Too funny. She learned first hand how cantankerous and ill-mannered Mr. Stuck Up Suit could be. And deservedly, he quickly earned a new name...Mr. Big Prick.

“Maybe I’m not Mr. Big Prick like you think.” He slid my hand down to his crotch. “Maybe I just have a big prick, but I’m not really the prick you imagine.”

I really like it when a pretentious, arrogant hero finds just the right girl to heal his jaded heart and allow his romantic side to break through. At first, Graham J. Morgan came across as a pompous, ornery ass. His attitude both grated on my nerves and amused me. But then….BAM! Once smitten and revealing the heartache from his past, a totally different side of Graham appeared that had me swooning. Falling for the quirky and sarcastic Soraya brought out his softer, sexier side and a heart of gold which was buried underneath all his coarseness. And wow, MBP (Mr. Big Prick) earned the nickname in a different way. I love a sexy, dirty talker... and Graham was filthy.

“And to think, I was going to fuck you full of nice. You never cease to amaze me, Soraya. It would be my pleasure to leave the gentleman at the door and fuck you four ways dirty.”

He was a man who wielded power in both the business world and the bedroom. His overly sensual character made this read that much more enjoyable for me.  I did find his character underwent a transformation as the story progressed. I truly liked the sweet, romantic hero he became, but I did wish he held on to more of that sexy cockiness I grew fond of.  Regardless, he was a perfect hero for Soraya, giving her strength, as they faced a fair share of challenges.     

He was the most romantic, arrogant, stuck-up suit I’d ever come across in my life. And he was perfect for me.

Soraya Venedtta was a spicy little number who held her own when it came to the moody, broody Graham. Being a girl from Brooklyn myself, I really liked and related to the way her bold and ballsy character was depicted. She was a funny, loving and sincere (for the most part) woman who was doing her best to deal with a number of insecurities. Unresolved and hurt feelings from her childhood messed with her confidence when it came to Graham and caused her to make some really crappy decisions. Her unwise choices added more drama to the story line, which irked me… a lot, but I understood where she was coming from.  It was sweet to see how Graham gently tended to her feelings of self doubt.

I loved Graham J. Morgan. Mr. Big Prick. Stuck-up Suit. Celibate in Manhattan. Fifty Shades of Morgan. I loved them all. I loved that he appreciated all of my idiosyncrasies. I loved that he protected me. I loved that he made me feel for the first time in my life like I was the most important person to someone - to him.

Regardless of all the undue relationship drama and troubles that arose from the past (the ex-bitch from hell, for instance) Graham and Soraya were good together and complimented each other well. Their love was unconditional, intense and fierce.

I mumbled against her lips, “I fucking love you, Soraya Venedetta.”
“I love you, too, Suit. I think I fell in love with you before I even met you.”

All in all, this was an amusing and steamy romantic comedy. Found myself constantly chuckling  at their back and forth banter via texts and emails. A perfect book for when you’re in the mood for a spicy read, with a healthy dose of drama mixed in, that will still manage to make you laugh. And oh! I got a big kick out of seeing cameo of my favorite goat...Pixie, from Cocky Bastard.

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It started out like any other morning on the train.

Until I became mesmerized by the guy sitting across the aisle.

He was barking at someone on his phone like he ruled the world.

Who did the stuck-up suit think he was…God?

Actually, he looked like a God. That was about it.

When his stop came, he got up suddenly and left.  So suddenly, he dropped his phone on the way out.

I might have picked it up.

I might have gone through all of his photos and called some of the numbers.

I might have held onto the mystery man’s phone for days—until I finally conjured up the courage to return it.

When I traipsed my ass across town to his fancy company, he refused to see me.

So, I left the phone on the empty desk outside the arrogant jerk’s office.

I might have also left behind a dirty picture on it first though.

I didn’t expect him to text back.

I didn’t expect our exchanges to be hot as hell.

I didn’t expect to fall for him—all before we even met.

The two of us couldn’t have been any more different.

Yet, you know what they say about opposites.

When we finally came face to face, we found out opposites sometimes do more than attract—we consumed each other.

Nothing could have prepared me for the ride he took me on. And I certainly wasn’t prepared for where I’d wind up when the ride was over.

All good things must come to an end, right?

Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.

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Outside of the restaurant, Graham’s black car was already curbside.  He must have had it waiting and called the driver when I went to the restroom.
“If you’re not going to come home with me, I insist on at least giving you a ride home to your place.”
“The subway is right around the corner.  I’m good.”
He shot me an annoyed glance.  “Give a little, Soraya.  It’s a ride home, not a ride on my cock.  And I think you know by now that I’m not a serial killer.”
“You’re so crass.”
He put his hand on the small of my back and steered me to the waiting open car door.  I didn’t put up a fight.  Graham was right, I was being stubborn while he had pretty much agreed to anything I demanded.  Something told me it was a rare occasion when the man was this flexible.  
When we arrived at my apartment, Graham walked me to the door.  
“When will I see you again?”
“Well, tomorrow is Saturday, so I suppose maybe Monday on the train.”
“Have dinner with me again tomorrow?”
“I have plans.”
His jaw flexed.  “With whom?”
We embarked into a lengthy stare off.  His gaze was hard.  When neither of us gave for a few minutes, he grumbled Christ under his breath, and before I realized what was happening, my back was against the door, and his mouth was on mine.
He kissed me as if he wanted to eat me alive.  Before releasing my mouth, he took my lower lip between his teeth and tugged.  Hard.  With his lips vibrating up against mine, he spoke.  “Don’t push me to my limit, Soraya.”
“Why?  What will happen?”
“I’ll push back.  And I’m trying not to do that with you.”
He was being honest, and I realized I should appreciate that.  “To my sister’s house.  It’s my niece’s birthday party.  That’s where I’m going tomorrow night.
He nodded.  “Thank you.”
It took every bit of my willpower to go inside and shut the door behind me.  I leaned my back against the door, unable to remember the last time I was so hot and bothered.  Maybe not ever.  His mouth was sinful; the thought of what he could do with that wicked tongue other places on my body kept me in a state of arousal that bordered on frenzied.  But it was more than that.  The way he was so dominating and controlling, yet exercised restraint to respect my wishes, was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.  The man stimulated something that had been sleeping inside of me.  I needed a glass of wine and an orgasm.  Not necessarily in that order.  If I was going be firm on my stance that we get to know each other and not have sex, then taking things into my own hands was absolutely essential.
In my bedroom, I stripped out of my clothes.  I didn’t sleep naked every night, but tonight was definitely a bare evening.  As I slipped into bed, my cell rang.  
“Is phone sex on the table?”  Graham’s voice was a needy rasp.  Whatever cooling off my body had done since I left him on the other side of the door was instantly reheated.  His voice could definitely speed things up for me.  But…
“Sex is off the table.  That should probably include all types of sex.  Intercourse, oral, phone.”
He groaned.  “Oral.  God, I want to taste you.  And feel that metal tongue ring on my cock.  You have no idea how difficult it was to control myself tonight every time I caught a glimpse of that metal when you spoke.  It’s like you’re taunting me with every word.  What are you wearing, Soraya?”
That voice.  I needed to record him saying What are you wearing, Soraya?  So I could play it over and over again in a loop when I needed to satisfy my own needs.  “I’m actually not wearing anything.  I just got undressed and slipped into bed.”
“You sleep naked?”
He actually growled.  “Touch yourself.”
“I plan to.  But I think I’m going to need both hands tonight.  So I’m going to hang up first.”
“How long do you plan on driving me crazy, Soraya?”
“Good night, Graham.”  I hung up without waiting for him to respond.  Even though my body physically ached for the man, I wasn’t ready to open that door with him just yet.  Although as I glided my hand down my body alone in my bed, the only thing I could think of was God, I wish it was his hand.



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Meet Penelope Ward

Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and #1 Wall Street Journal bestselling author. Penelope lives for reading books in the new adult/contemporary romance genre, coffee and hanging out with her friends and family on weekends. She is the proud mother of a beautiful 11-year-old girl with autism (the inspiration for the character Callie in Gemini) and a 9-year-old boy, both of whom are the lights of her life. Penelope, her husband and kids reside in Rhode Island. She is the author of RoomHate, which hit #2 on the New York Times Bestseller list and #1 on the Wall Street Journal Bestseller list. Her novel, Stepbrother Dearest, also spent four consecutive weeks on the New York Times Bestseller list. Other works include the New York Times bestseller Cocky Bastard (co-written with Vi Keeland), Sins of Sevin, My Skylar, Jake Undone, Jake Understood and Gemini.

Other books from Penelope Ward

Sins of Sevin

Stepbrother Dearest

Jake Undone (Jake #1)
My Skylar
Jake Understood (Jake #2)

Meet Vi Keeland
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Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn't change for the world. She is an attorney and a New York Times, Wall Street Journal, & USA Today Bestselling author. Over the last three years, ten of her titles have appeared on the USA Today Bestseller lists and three on the New York Times Bestseller lists.

Additional Books by Vi Keeland

Life on Stage series (2 standalone books)

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MMA Fighter series (3 standalone books)
Worth the Fight (MMA Fighter Series, Book One)
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Worth The Chance (MMA Fighter Series, Book Two)

Worth Forgiving (MMA Fighter Series, Book Three)

The Cole Series (2 book serial)

Belong to You (Cole Series, Book One)
Made for You (Cole Series, Book Two)
Standalone novels
The Baller

Left Behind (A Young Adult Novel)

First Thing I See
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