THE BOYFRIEND EXPERIENCE by JA Huss @JAHuss @GiveMeBooksBlog #NewRelease #Review #Excerpt #Giveaway #TheUnratedBookshelf

I NEED A BOYFRIEND… and I need one now…
One bad-ass man with boyfriend experience.
Must be willing to fight dirty and work weekends, nights, and overtime.
Bad attitude a must. Bonus points if you’re hot, athletic, and sporting tattoos. 
When I asked Jordan Wells for a Boyfriend Experience game I didn’t expect to get stuck with billionaire real-estate agent, Lawton Ayers. He doesn’t exactly fit the job description. 
One professional woman with business experience.
Must be willing to build a future together.
Successful entrepreneur a must. Bonus points if you’re a crazy local legend.
When Jordan Wells offered up Oaklee Ryan a last-minute business partner to seal a deal I’ve been working on for years, I didn’t expect beautiful, sexy, and multi-orgasmic to be on her list of qualifications.
But that’s what I got. And she’s perfect just the way she is.
Too bad she doesn’t want me to be HER boyfriend. Because she bought me for someone else…
This story was sassy and fun. I didn’t read the other books before, but now I want to! It didn’t take away from the story,though. I love this author. It’s always something different every time you dig into a new story of hers. This story will have you smiling and loving the characters all the way through.
I haven’t read the other two books in this series, but the synopsis for this one intrigued me so I said why not give it a shot. Lawton and Oaklee are two very entertaining characters and the storyline itself is unique and captivating. A fun and light read that had even a non beer drinker such as myself ready to do some taste testing. Definitely want to check out the other Jordan’s Game Books now, because I had no idea what type of games these were, and they were not what I expected... in a very good way.
The moment I orgasm he thrusts his hips and fills me so deep I can’t breathe. The muscles in my legs are spasming. My eyelids flutter closed—not sure if they want to stay that way and drag the moment out behind a curtain of fireworks on black, or open wide to see the whole thing in perfect clarity.
They lose the battle and stay closed as pleasure courses through me in waves. My muscles contracting against his cock. The low growl comes from deep within him as he reaches his climax with me, and then the explosion as he comes inside me. 
I laugh. I can’t help it. I just smile, and laugh, and let the happiness and satisfaction bubble out of me like some wild child who’s never been let out to play. 
“Jesus,” he says, his body relaxing. 
I lean my face up into his neck. Smelling the new leather of his jacket, the faint scent of antiseptic from the tattoo, and aftershave leftover from this morning.
He grabs my hair, pulls it—not too hard, but not too softly either—until my mouth is up against his again. 
We don’t kiss. We don’t even move. We just go still.
I can feel him smile. I’m sure he can feel me smile too. 
“Now what?” I ask. 
“Whatever you want, Oaks,” he replies back, kissing my lips softly. Tenderly. 
“I’m not talking about—”
“I know what you’re talking about,” he says, cutting me off. “And my answer is still, ‘Whatever you want, Oaks.’”
“Shhh,” he says. “Stop thinking.”
I laugh. “No one can stop thinking.”
“It wasn’t a request.”
He continues to kiss me. His mouth more urgent. His lips more demanding. His will imposed.
“No. We’re going to take that pizza inside,” he says. “Then we’re going to fuck in a hot shower so we can get warm. And then we’re going eat dinner naked in front of your fireplace.”
I just smile.
“Any objections?”
“Can’t think of any.”
“Good, because that wasn’t really a question either.”

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