Seeing Night Reviews: {Blog Tour: Review + Excerpt} One More Time by Laurelin Paige

One More Time by Laurelin Paige is LIVE!!

Release Date: May 2nd

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Designer: Letitia Hasser from RBA Designs

One More Time by Laurelin Paige
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
THEME: Second Chance
GENRE: Contemporary Romance
RECIEVED: Tour

BLURB

I would have been stupid to turn the opportunity down.

A feature film starring the hottest man in Hollywood—and me.

It wasn’t just the chance of a lifetime; it was the first time I’d landed the leading role.

But Tanner James isn’t just any actor, aka “Sex God”.

He’s the man who took my virginity then shattered my dreams.

If I can use this part to launch a new career, it will be worth it.

If I can stop myself from falling back into bed with Tanner, it will be a miracle.

And my heart?

There’s no way he’s taking that from me.

He’s always been the one who owned it.

REVIEW:

Laurelin Page is always my go to for romance, angst, splash of humor and addicting stories. I'm hooked on Famous in Love tv show right now, watching how Hollywood effects love for the famous. So I was totally sucked into this story about young hollywood romance that was destroyed by media. Tanner and Jenna are given a second chance at their famous romance when they are both brought into a movie because of they past hyped love.

The beginning to me I was on the edge of my seat, its been years since Tanner and Jenna were face to face and the angst.tension is intense! I was hurting with Jenna but felt the emotional pain from Tanner because he was still hurting too, they both were victims of the media rumormill. I loved watching their movie scene together, how each of them missed each other but didn't know how to act around the other because neither wanted to show any weakness.

Overall I enjoyed this second chance story, both had to overcome a lot of emotional obstacles and hollywood mania. The characters were easy to connect to through both their POVs and the romance was off the charts sexy. They had so much chemistry the pages were on fire. My only issue was that I wished it was a little longer, I wanted more of the movie scene with them and a little more about the time that separated them. In the end though, I can never get enough of Paige's writing, her characters and romance are always a big favorite of mine and this story is right up there with the best.

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EXCERPT

“Today meant nothing,” I say. “Our past is in the past.”

“Totally in the past. But when I’m working with you…”

I feel myself inch closer to him. “... what?”

“Sometimes I can’t tell where we leave off and our characters begin.” Is he sitting nearer than he was a few seconds ago?

“I know. I feel the same way,” I confess, and then I’m definitely moving closer to him. Definitely staring at his lips. We’re like two magnets. Simply telling them to stay apart never stops the pull.

“But that’s the job, right?” he says, and his eyes are on my mouth now.

I nod. “We have to put everything aside and just focus on the work.”

“Right. Yes. I can do that.” He’s so close we’re almost touching. Then he reaches his hand out and places it on my thigh. I feel a chill run up my body, and I close my eyes. The warm, heavy feeling of his hand is so familiar and so exciting at once. “Can you do that?”

The honest answer is that I don’t know. I open my eyes and find him staring at me. I get lost in his stare. For a moment, we hesitate.

Then the next thing I know, my lips are pressed against his and his tongue is finding its way inside my mouth. I don’t know who started it, but neither of us can deny this is what we both want in this moment. Have wanted since this afternoon. Maybe since we first saw each other outside craft services two weeks ago.

He cradles my face between his hands and shifts me closer, as though afraid I’ll break our connection.

But I’m not going anywhere. I want more. I swing my leg over to straddle him, so I can press my hips into his pelvis. I groan when I feel how hard he is, groan with the need that’s already built up unbearably between my thighs. I rock back and forth, desperate. Only a few scraps of cloth stand between us, but they’re enough to frustrate me.

He stands up, me still astride him, then he tosses me onto my back in front of him. He kneels on the ground, and I’m lying on the couch of my trailer looking up at the ceiling, and a part of me is wondering how the hell this happened again. But a much louder part of me doesn’t want it to end before we’re both naked and screaming out all our unresolved anger in orgasm.

Before I have time to register what’s happening, I feel Tanner’s fingers creep up my thighs and under my panties. He plays with me, teasing before he plunges two fingers inside my body.

I gasp in surprise and delight.

This. This is what I need.

I let my thighs fall farther apart, giving him all the access he wants. Tanner dances and swirls his fingers around, first deep inside me and then up to brush my clit. I grip the couch, nearly paralyzed in anticipation. My legs begin to shake, and I can’t remember my own name anymore. All I can think about is how incredible this feels, and how, improbably, he’s become even more talented at touching a woman over the years. Holy shit.

I’ve never been fingered like this before.

He leaves one hand to work every centimeter of my clit then takes the other and dances it up and down the inside of my thighs until I’m crying out. His free hand covers my mouth, but that doesn’t help. It isn’t until he stills that I quiet, although my hips are still rocking greedily, trying to get what I want from his fingers.

“Sshh,” he says, “Someone might still be around.”

“I don’t care,” I moan, and, in the moment, I swear I don’t. Let everyone hear how glorious this is. Tanner grins as he presses his fingers back inside me, bending them and twisting them, showing off more moves that get my body pulsing and my pussy soaking wet.

I’m going to come. I’m so close. “Fuck, Tanner, yes…”

“Yes,” he growls, and that’s all it takes to send me flying over the edge into ecstasy.

... just as someone knocks on the trailer door.

About Laurelin

With over 1 million books sold, Laurelin Paige is the NY Times, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Fixed Trilogy. She's a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there's kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn't seem to complain, however. When she isn't reading or writing sexy stories, she's probably singing, watching Game of Thrones and the Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She's also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn't do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio.