Friday, May 6, 2016

Cleat Chaser by Celia Aaron & Sloane Howell (Book Review)

Cleat Chaser by Celia Aaron & Sloane Howell
Publisher: Independent Self Publishing
Publication Date: March 15, 2016
Format: eBook: Kindle - 806 KB
Genre: Erotic Romance

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Disclaimer: I received a copy of the book from the authors in exchange for my honest review.

Book Description:

Kyrie Kent hates baseball. She hates players even more. When her best friend drags her to a Ravens game, she spends the innings reading a book… Until she gets a glimpse of the closer—a pitcher who draws her like magnet. Fighting her attraction to Easton Holliday is easy. All she has to do is keep her distance, avoid the ballpark, and keep her head down. At least, all that would have worked, but Easton doesn’t intend to let Kyrie walk so easily. When another player vies for Kyrie’s attention, Easton will swing for the fences. But will Kyrie strike him out or let him steal home?

Full disclosure: This is an erotic romance full of hot guys in tight baseball pants, even more guys in tight baseball pants who know how to swing a big stick, and explicit sex.

Book Excerpt:

I squirmed, the tension already building between my thighs. After the game, I’d wanted to console him. But the moment he’d looked at me in the hallway—his frustration turning to something hotter—all semblance of thought had flown from my mind. And when he’d kissed me? Everything had stopped except his body pressed to mine, his tongue owning me.
But I needed to shut this down. I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. Too much, too soon. I sat up. “Look, Easton, I didn’t come over here to—”
He leaned over, claiming my mouth with an insistent kiss and pushing me back into the cushions. I put my hands on his chest and tried to shove him away, but he grabbed my wrists and pinned them next to my ears.
His kiss lit me on fire and I couldn’t help but return it, caressing his tongue with mine as he slanted over me, tasting me. When he squeezed my wrists harder, I moaned into his mouth. He worked his knee between my thighs, the thin georgette material of my dress pushing up as he went. God, if he went much farther he’d know how wet I was.
I turned my head, breaking the kiss and taking a breath, but he wasn’t deterred. He fastened his lips to my neck, sucking and licking until goose bumps covered my arms and legs and I arched my back to him. When my pebbled nipples rubbed against his hard chest, I gasped.
He released my wrists and ran his hands down my shoulders, pushing my cardigan and the top of my dress down until my breasts were revealed. The cool air hit them, but soon after his mouth was hot and wet on one while he palmed the other. I dug my fingers into his hair and let my head fall back against the couch.
“Spread your legs.” His voice was sandpaper as he went back to sucking and biting my nipple, my need growing with each nip of his teeth.
I opened my legs and he pushed his knee up higher, until it was almost touching my pussy.
“Wider, Kyrie.” He bit my nipple for emphasis, making me moan and do as he’d said, spreading as wide as I could.
When his knee made contact with me, he hissed. “You’re so hot.”
I dug my nails into his scalp as he switched to my other nipple, giving it the same treatment as he moved his knee against my pussy, steady pressure up and down that had me moving my hips along with him.
Placing a kiss between my breasts, he pulled his knee away and sank to the floor in front of me. He ran his hands up my thighs under my dress and gripped my ass, yanking me forward until I was perched on the edge of the couch.
Looking up at me, his eyes were hooded and the corners of his mouth turned up in a faint smile. Moving his hand around my thigh, he stroked down the wet material of my panties and then back up to my clit. He used his thumb, rubbing my nub through the material and making me ache for more contact.
“You like that?” He asked, the devious smile still playing along his lips. “Tell me.”
“I-I like it.”
“How about this?” He pushed his finger around the fabric of my panties and touched my clit, stroking it in the same motion.
I jumped at the contact and bit my lip. “Yes.” It was a husky whisper.
He licked his lips and my thighs went up in flames.
“Do you want me to kiss you here?” He ran his thumb down and teased it at my entrance.
Say no, say no, say no. “Yes.”
“What if I fuck you here? Ram my cock as deep and hard as I can until you come on a scream. Would you like that?”
No, no, no. “Yes.” I made a keening sound as he plunged his thumb inside me.
“You’d say my name, wouldn’t you?” He pulled his thumb out and licked it clean as I watched.
My heart thumped in my chest and I couldn’t think, only stare as he closed his eyes and relished my taste.
“Say it.” His voice hardened, the edge piercing and ragged.
Heaven help me. “Yes.”

Book Teaser:

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My Book Review:

What could be more entertaining than an erotic romance tale interwoven within a baseball theme?

Kyrie Kent is an editor for Teen Sparkle magazine, but it is only a stepping stone to landing her dream job as an executive editor at Style and Substance magazine. Kyrie has sworn off having any kind of relationships with baseball players since she had her heart broken by her ex-fiance two years ago. 

Easton Holliday is a hot closing pitcher for the Ravens baseball team, he's cocky, popular, and likes to have fun playing on and off the field.

Kyrie accompanies her cleat chasing best friend Nikki to a Ravens game to cheer on her latest conquest umm I mean boyfriend, catcher Braden Pearson. Kyrie isn't into the game, but she can't help but notice how sexy Easton is on the pitcher's mound when she catches his eye. Nikki and Braden set Kyrie and Easton up on a date, and while she fights the sizzling attraction between them, and has a wall up around her heart, she can't help but wonder if it's time for second chances, and Easton is equally determined to close the deal and win her heart.

In Cleat Chasers, the author team of Celia Aaron and Sloane Howell weaves a thoroughly entertaining erotic romance tale that masterfully interweaves the sport of baseball with hot baseball players, dirty talk, and steamy sex! 

OMG! As a diehard NY Yankees baseball fan, I love to read sports themed romances, so when I read the book description for Cleat Chaser, I knew that I had to read this smoking hot erotic romance tale, and boy I wasn't left disappointed! 

Told in an alternating first person narrative, the reader is easily drawn into Kyrie and Easton's story. This exciting erotic romance tale has everything that a reader could want: drama, angst, smoking hot baseball players, hilarious banter and smutty dirty talk, and sizzling sex scenes that will leave them wanting more! 

I loved everything about this story: the richly vivid description of the ballpark that easily transports the reader to the sights, sounds, and smells of America's favorite national pastime; the backstory into Kyrie's prior relationship; the electric connection and development of Kyrie and Easton's romance; the hilarious banter and dirty talk among Easton and Braden, Easton and sister Kasey, and between Kyrie and best friend Nikki; and the drama, angst, and the downright sizzling erotic sex scenes that made me blush but want so much more. I have always considered girl fans of sports stars as groupies, but thanks to the authors, I now know they are called cleat chasers, who would've guessed that *wink, wink*! Authors Celia Aaron and Sloane Howell definitely hit the ball out of the park with Cleat Chaser, but as a fan who wants more, how about making it a series that features Nikki and Braden's story, and one that features Easton's hilarious sister Kasey, because that sassy unconventional girl deserves her own story damnit! 

So, if you're in the mood for a deliciously raunchy erotic romance with a baseball theme, than look no further, Cleat Chaser will provide you with a thoroughly entertaining good time!


About The Author

Celia Aaron

Celia Aaron is the self-publishing pseudonym of a published romance and erotica author. She loves to write stories with hot heroes and heroines that are twisty and often dark. Thanks for reading.

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Sloane Howell

Sloane Howell lives in the Midwest United States and writes dirty stories. When not reading or writing he enjoys hanging out with his family, watching sports, playing with the dogs, traveling, and engaging his readers on social media. You can almost always catch him on Twitter posting something goofy.

Visit his web page to sign up for his mailing list to get updates on new releases, promos, and giveaways. Thanks for reading.

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