Boho Book Reviews: Blog Tour: Unstrapped by Nina G. Jones

What do you do when the man who you love more than anyone else in the world terrifies you?

This is a question Shyla must confront and it takes her to her breaking point.

The only person who can bring her back is the same person who is capable of destroying her beyond repair.

Shyla has seen a side of Taylor she can never forget. She now understands that not only is he capable of immense tenderness, but ruthless violence. She must decide if she will fully trust Taylor and embrace both his light and darkness, as it is clear both exist equally within him.

Their pasts continue to cast a shadow over their relationship as Shyla attempts to convince Taylor that the only way they can truly embrace the future is to reopen and repair old wounds.

Taylor swears anything he has ever done was to protect Shyla, but Eric's words haunt her and cast doubts on Taylor's intentions.

Taylor will do anything for Shyla.

Now she must decide if that is actually good thing.

EXCERPT: Stunned, I unzip the garment bag and find a long-sleeved black velvet dress with a plunging neckline. Even if he would permit me to wear a bra, it would not even be possible in this dress. The hem, I estimate, would stop about mid thigh. Inside the shopping bag is a pack of sheer black silk stockings, with one opaque line running along the back of my heel to the top of the stocking, punctuated by a small satin bow. A thin red garter belt is provided to ensure the stockings stay in place. There is also box of fire-red stilettos inside the bag, the heel so sharp and steep that my eyes widen as I rotate the shoe to examine it. Holy hooker heels. With a confounded pout on my face, I slide on the dress, stockings and shoes. The stockings turn out to be exceptionally long, stopping just below the crook of my ass, framing each cheek like a gift. I pin only one side of my hair back, exposing one shoulder. I find a lipstick to match my shoes and apply a gunmetal eyeshadow and black mascara.

Then I anxiously wait like a good girl.

It isn’t long before Taylor returns, dressed in a perfectly tailored graphite suit, a crisp white shirt and navy tie to match the muted Icelandic vistas. He had left in street clothes, and I wonder if he just picked this up. Normally I would ask, but this Taylor is not one with whom I would engage in such insignificant trivialities. You don’t waste your words with Mr. Holden.

I remain seated on the edge of the bed, instinctively waiting for him to find me and tell me what is to be done next. I fiddle with my red lacquered fingernails as my heart flutters. It is a feeling I have learned to love and hate: not knowing what Taylor will do or say, but relishing in the agony of anticipation.

I sense I am in trouble, but I can’t know for sure until he decides to disclose. Asking is futile.

His footsteps are quick and come to an abrupt stop when he finds me. Without uttering a word, he reaches for one of my hands and incites me to stand. I look up expectantly as his piercing jade eyes assess me. Am I pleasing to his frigid yet fiery glare? His poker face reveals nothing. He takes a half a step closer, so that his breath tickles my hairline. Then, he grazes the tips of his knuckles along the smoothness of the velvet, starting at my right shoulder, and trailing down the deep V-neckline of my dress, stopping just at the peak of my breast. My clit lights up with arousal, begging for his relief. And he fucking knows it. My hips involuntarily jut forward just a centimeter, but he reads those subtle cues like a sexual seismograph. His eyes sharply shift to my pelvis and then back up to my eyes. Despite all of the questions in my mind, they plead with him in silence, large and doe-like. I am willing to forget it all tonight if he’ll just relieve me of the desire for him that bleeds through my skin. It’s something I know he can sense from across a room and he uses it to lull me like a snake charmer would. He feeds off of my desperation for him, the way my pulse speeds when he blows on my neck, or stares at me like a wolf patiently stalking his prey. And so, he will make me wait, delighting in my angst.

His eyes track down to my breastbone, and his knuckle grazes my already rigid nipple. A small puff escapes my barely parted red lips as my back arches towards him. I clench my fists at my sides, using whatever I have left of my willpower not to grab him and pull him closer.

MY REVIEW:

*NOTE: UNSTRAPPED, is book three in the STRAPPED series and cannot be read alone. UNSTRAPPED follows book one, STRAPPED and book two, STRAPPED DOWN.

Taylor Holden has issues. A lot of issues in fact. His childhood was full of angst and suffering until the day he went to live with his father. Before that however his life is a blur except for the pain. The pain he still remembers vividly and causes him to have night terrors twenty-five years after the fact.

Shyla Ball is in love with Taylor, as screwed up as he is. The only woman whose ever been able to touch him and whose touch he could find pleasure in, Taylor is in love with her. Taylor's love and the need for it is all consuming and Shyla feels herself changing as their relationship grows deeper.

When the two of them find out they are connected, not just by the present, but by the past that still haunts Taylor will the two of them be able to hold on to their love or will the past tear them to pieces?

Or maybe, just maybe, they'll be able to save one another.

My review for Unstrapped is probably the hardest one I've written up to date. Not because I disliked the book, but because of how much I did like it. I feel as if I cannot do justice to this book with just my simple words, but I shall try.

The Strapped series is probably one of the best series I've ever read. Fans of Fifty Shades of Grey, you HAVE to read this series. In my opinion, the Strapped series blows Fifty Shades of Grey out of the water, and given the fan hype of Fifty Shades of Grey, that should tell you something.

Both Strapped and Strapped Down were full of their moments of angst, romance, and BDSM that leave readers like myself on the edge of their seat craving more and needing to know what happens next. The plot line stuns audiences with it's shocking secrets. Whoever could imagine that a CEO of a highly sought after company would have grown up in a cult with a teenager mother?

Unstrapped is the third book in this series and contains more angst then the previous two books, a bit more romance, more of the BDSM lifestyle to be introduced and a lot more of secrets ready to be revealed. All of this brings not only this series together as a whole, but makes this book the best one in the series. As a final installment in the Strapped series, Nina G. Jones has made quite the bang to end this series on.

I was first introduced to Nina G. Jones' writing with her novel, Gorgeous Rotten Scoundrel, and became a fan of hers immediately. The Strapped series goes a long way in showcasing her incredible talent and just cements the fact that I will be a lifelong Nina G. Jones fan.

Jones' combines the perfect characters - a charismatic, handsome, screwed up millionaire and a woman searching for more out of life and less of the mundane with secrets in her past she doesn't even know exist - the perfect plot: Boss meets secretary, falls in love, there is a BDSM lifestyle aspect and a cult existence - and the perfect blend of angst, romance, and passion to create a series that will be talked about in years to come.

If I could rate Unstrapped higher than FIVE STARS, I definitely would. Deserving of more than ten stars, the whole series is one you do not want to miss out on.

Beyond memorizing, emotional, and thrilling, Unstrapped is the perfect end to the Strapped series. Nina G. Jones' has done it again. Move over Christian Grey, Taylor Holden has come out to play.