1.5 Stars (because it was just a tad less puke inducing than 50 Shades).
Synopsis: She's f-ed up, he's f-ed up. Neither want to ever fall in love/get married/whatevs which means they meet, bang, and fall in love within one week. It's a porno, hence it's not too heavy in the plot department.
I think I can officially say I'm not a fan of the mommy smut. The "love" scenes (*blergh* *dry heave*) are pretty much like listening to a broken record playing. I'm also not a fan of the dirty "C" words and Sylvia Day reminded me just how many there are and then proceeded to use them incessantly. My squick-out factor was riding high throughout the book. The one plus? While I wanted Christian Grey to be locked up for the rest of his life for being a psychopathic woman beater, I only wanted to file a restraining order against Gideon Cross.
In a nutshell, if you are a complete prude like me - stay far, far away. On the other hand, if you like to let your freak flag fly with a dirty book, this will probably be your cup of tea.
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