Technically today is the official release day for Missionary Position BUT Daisy Prescott is an impatient woman and hit us with it early! So what it actually went LIVE yesterday, the point is this is a CELEBRATION! The wonderful ladies of Inkslinger Pr along with the legend herself, Daisy P (in tha house) have a special excerpt for you and a fantastic giveaway located at the bottom so be sure to enter! See what Hootie has to say about the book before you go and thanks for joining us today!
About the Book:
Sex? Absolutely
Love? Not my thing.
I didn't do love or butterflies, but I loved him.
I was screwed, and not in a good way.
Selah Elmore is a smart, independent woman who knows exactly who she is and what she wants. She loves her life being a professor and popular pirate erotica author. However, when she leaves the Pacific Northwest to spend six months studying sculpture in West Africa, she learns she doesn't know a thing about love.
Cocky, suit-wearing Gerhard charms her during a stopover in Amsterdam, but dashing, adventurous Kai sweeps her off her feet in Ghana.
Sparks fly on three continents when perpetually single Selah discovers there's more to love and life than she ever imagined.
Hootie's Review:
Selah Elmore is not everybody's cup of tea. Not everyone can tolerate a strong, independent woman who knows exactly what she wants out of life and doesn't need a man to achieve it. Luckily for me I fell in love with Selah in Geoducks Are For Lovers when she was introduced and because I am so much like her in my strength and independence from the opposite sex, I got her. I couldn't wait to read her book because I knew it would take a hell of a guy to bring down the S.S. Selah.
Getting to know Selah in Missionary Position was a real treat for me because I have been wanting to know more about her. Like the fact that she's a doctor of women's studies on top of being a mildly successful writer of Pirate erotica. What I think is most relatable about her character is the fact that Selah is a little bit older than your average romance heroine but that's something I think a lot of female readers can identify with. The thing most of them won't be able to relate to but something I can totally grasp is that Selah has spent all these years an unmarried player of the field. I wouldn't call myself a connoisseur like her because I go into dating hibernation only choosing to dip my toes in every few years. It's a jungle out there. Anyway Selah controls the lovers she takes to her bed and when to cut them loose that way she never has to get closer to them than just a sexual thing. It shocked me to find out she's a real human being with feelings. You would assume from her snarky personality and ability to laugh things off that she was just a really cool chick. It turns out though she's just as real as you and me and those feelings she does have, got hurt by a boy when she was younger and is the reason for how she acts later in life. A fact we find out while she is on her trip to Ghana for a work assignment. I say older woman but Selah is barely in her 40's and while I have a little bit further to go before I can catch her in age I still felt a connection to her.
The first leg of her trip brings her to an airport sushi bar where she meets a lovely woman named Annie. A woman who converses with her and ultimately wants to introduce her to her "brother" Gerhard while she's staying in Amsterdam for the week. Selah being the adventurer she is decides to give Gerhard a call and schedules to meet him after a charity function. When they discover they run in the same circles after seeing each other at the event they spend some time getting to know each other. Gerhard was a strong sexy guy and I would have thought Selah would be all up on that but the two spend her week there getting to know each other. There's a deeper attraction between them that is too good to ruin by jumping in the sack right away and that made me proud of Selah.
Gerhard was great and in the brief time he was involved in the story I had already decided I loved him and had hoped to learn more about him. He was perfect for Selah, that sexy mix of assertive, submissive, a little buttoned down and a little laid back. It was really nice to watch him woo Selah because my home girl needed the Woo. Taking her to eat as much food as she could experience before she left and taking time to talk and get to know her were all amazing qualities. Gerhard was an interesting guy having been all over the world in his business travels he was able to connect with Selah beyond the attraction between them. When it was time for Selah to leave her week long layover in Amsterdam I was sad to see Gerhard get left behind and hoped that the strong connection they formed would survive the months apart they would be spending. It's probably not a good idea to get attached to a vacation romance but this couldn't be helped for either me or Selah. We had already fallen a little bit for Gerhard.
I had just enough time to shake off the mild sadness of leaving our Gerhard behind when Selah arrived in Ghana to start her work which brought the sexy and adventurous Kai into the spotlight and all of a sudden I forgot about Gerhard.
That breaks my heart to say but what Kai brings to the table is nothing short of amazing. He's a gorgeous, kind hearted and fun guy who captures Selah's attention and spirit of adventure instantly. Kai stole my heart countless times throughout the story and made me love him so much. Completely opposite from Gerhard, Kai is laid back and knows how to have a good time. From elephant sight seeing to exploring the local culture and opening her up to new experiences I was quickly consumed by their whirlwind courtship. It was really difficult not to love these characters because finally seeing Selah open herself up made their relationship that much more special. As a woman I can vouch for the female population when I say we all want a guy who will love and care for us and goes out of his way to show it. When Kai drops everything going on in his life and rearranges his schedule to spend more time with Selah I took a big deep breath and totally swooned. We all want to be that girl a man will drop everything for and don't you EVEN lie to me!
To form a deeper connection with someone is, I think, essentially at the heart of our genetic makeup and can't be helped. Becoming a part of two is a big deal for Selah and I loved how she handled herself throughout. Thankfully though Selah found a guy who is willing to put up with anything she throws at him, and trust me, she throws a lot his way. Like I said she's not an easy woman to love but knowing that she found a man who could handle her leaves me with hope for myself. Kai basically shakes up her entire existence dropping several bombs on her in the process. It does leave her reeling and unsure about what kind of future they could have together but for the most part she rolls with the punches.
One thing I have learned from Prescott's writing is that she knows how to write and AMAZING male lead. From Gil in Geoducks Are For Lovers, who put up with Maggie's flaky back and forth behavior, to John, the hot lumberjack in Ready To Fall who I affectionately call "Ole P*ssy Beard". Her guys are these insanely delicious combinations of rugged, strong, and sexy pure male goodness. Men who support their women, who aren't threatened by their success, men who genuinely care for the well being of their lady loves. Basically... gentlemen. Yes these guys can tear your panties off and make you ride their faces while gripping the headboard but they are respectful guys who respect their women. They aren't neandertal jerks who beat their chests and growl commands. They're just laid back "Good Old Boys" who don't play games. These are the kinds of guys I love to read about because you don't have to wonder about them or bite your nails, scared of what kind of juvenile shit they are going to pull. Now the women Prescott pens are another case altogether. From Maggie, to Diane to Selah, her females are fierce, headstrong extremely stubborn and determined women who can sometimes make you want to strangle them but ultimately fall in love with them. Selah wasn't as hard for me to love as Maggie from Geoducks was but she did have her moments.
Two amazing men who would both make a great catch but only one can be chosen so... where does that leave the story? Being the kind of person who doesn't like to share, I am absolutely against triangles. So why was I cheering for both guys if that's the case? Hmm... I could tell you but I'd have to kill you! Naw, not really but Prescott manages to sooth the boo-boo of only choosing one guy because they are both such great guys with similar personality traits it's like they could be related.
As I have said before and will continue saying for as long as I'm breathing, I love a good strong couple. Chance encounters make for great stories and this was all that and more. I'm excited about where Prescott goes from here because her initial gang of characters from Geoducks have gotten their stories so I'm hoping Tom Donnelly gets his book next. The oversexed goofball from Ready To Fall, who I instantly fell in love with from his first corny pickup line, needs to have a book! Period. Missionary Position was full of laughs, steamy romance and personal issues that real people can relate to and understand. Selah is my favorite female of Prescott's and I couldn't have been happier with the way everything turned out for her.
Quotes:
~ I gently pulled at his hair, cupped his face,
and dragged my fingers along his scruff before
venturing further south to explore his wide
shoulders and biceps through the thin linen of his shirts.
His body was El Dorado and
I sought his hidden treasure. eARC 35%
~ "Sorry. It's hot." North Sea blue flashed at me.
"Why are you apologizing?"
"For being sweaty."
"It's Ghana. Everyone's sweaty.
here, lick me." eARC 35%
~ He stood over me, a broad grin on his gorgeous face.
Hair tousled, his laughter shaking his chest,
he was glorious, irresistable.
Damn him. eARC50%
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Excerpt:
“If I come inside tonight, I’m not returning to the hotel. I want you to know if we go inside, I’m staying.” I smiled at him in the darkness with only the street lights for illumination. “I’m sure.” The unsnapping of his seat belt echoed around us. “Eager much?” I teased. He growled and opened his door.
“Coming?” he glanced at me. “God I hope so. And soon,” I mumbled softly under my breath. “Come again?” He grinned. My mind told me we needed to talk. My heart told my mind to shut it. My body ignored both of them and hummed with anticipation. When we made it inside the house, he pinned me against the wall and crushed my mouth with his. In romance writing there was a trope about tongues battling for dominance. I never understood the appeal or the action until that kiss. Massacred any resistance I still held. I rubbed against him like a cat.
Yearning for Shiva’s multiple arms, my hands touched everywhere they could reach. They tangled into his hair, ran over his shoulders, inside his coat, under his sweater, and over his lower back before coming to rest on his ass. When we broke apart, panting for oxygen, he asked, “Am I forgiven?” “Less talking tonight. Talk tomorrow,” I said between pecks across his scruffy jaw. I nipped the smooth spot under his ear and inhaled a big dose of his pheromones. Not that I needed them. “Upstairs.” He guided me toward the stairs.
With a single smooth swoop, he lifted me into his arms and carried me upstairs. Normally, I would have complained about weighing too much, or not wanting him to hurt his back, but the way he held me made me feel light, even dainty. And I wasn’t fool enough to argue. When he set me on the bed, I fell into the soft down of the duvet. Staring up at him, I remembered our first night together at his hotel. We might have had sex seven hundred ways to Sunday between now and then, but now, this, felt like the first time all over again. “You said no talking, but I’m not very good at following rules, so I’m ignoring your request for a second.” His dimple appeared.
“I love you, Selah. Not a temporary kind of love either. I didn’t stop after our disastrous phone call, and I don’t have plans to stop. Ever.” “I love you. Truly, madly, deeply,” I whispered, lost in the depths of his eyes. He shook his head and chuckled. “You just quoted One Direction.” “Pretty sure it was a movie title first.” I sighed and rolled my eyes. “You know One Direction song titles?”
“Coming?” he glanced at me. “God I hope so. And soon,” I mumbled softly under my breath. “Come again?” He grinned. My mind told me we needed to talk. My heart told my mind to shut it. My body ignored both of them and hummed with anticipation. When we made it inside the house, he pinned me against the wall and crushed my mouth with his. In romance writing there was a trope about tongues battling for dominance. I never understood the appeal or the action until that kiss. Massacred any resistance I still held. I rubbed against him like a cat.
Yearning for Shiva’s multiple arms, my hands touched everywhere they could reach. They tangled into his hair, ran over his shoulders, inside his coat, under his sweater, and over his lower back before coming to rest on his ass. When we broke apart, panting for oxygen, he asked, “Am I forgiven?” “Less talking tonight. Talk tomorrow,” I said between pecks across his scruffy jaw. I nipped the smooth spot under his ear and inhaled a big dose of his pheromones. Not that I needed them. “Upstairs.” He guided me toward the stairs.
With a single smooth swoop, he lifted me into his arms and carried me upstairs. Normally, I would have complained about weighing too much, or not wanting him to hurt his back, but the way he held me made me feel light, even dainty. And I wasn’t fool enough to argue. When he set me on the bed, I fell into the soft down of the duvet. Staring up at him, I remembered our first night together at his hotel. We might have had sex seven hundred ways to Sunday between now and then, but now, this, felt like the first time all over again. “You said no talking, but I’m not very good at following rules, so I’m ignoring your request for a second.” His dimple appeared.
“I love you, Selah. Not a temporary kind of love either. I didn’t stop after our disastrous phone call, and I don’t have plans to stop. Ever.” “I love you. Truly, madly, deeply,” I whispered, lost in the depths of his eyes. He shook his head and chuckled. “You just quoted One Direction.” “Pretty sure it was a movie title first.” I sighed and rolled my eyes. “You know One Direction song titles?”
Daisy Prescott Bio:
Before writing bestselling contemporary adult romances, I dreamed of being an author while doing a lot of other things. Antiques dealer, baker, blue ribbon pie-maker, fangirl, freelance writer, gardener, pet mom and wife are a few of the other titles I've acquired over the years.
Born and raised in San Diego, I currently lives in a real life Stars Hollow in the Boston suburbs with my husband, our dog Hubbell, and an imaginary house goat.
Missionary Position is a spin-off from my first novel, Geoducks Are for Lovers. Like my second novel, Ready to Fall, it can be read as a standalone contemporary romance/romantic comedy.
This looks so good! Remind me to start Daisy's books!
ReplyDeleteI seriously love that cover and title. Sounds like a good read and love she's "older".
ReplyDeleteI love Daisy and I love her books :)
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