BOOK TOUR : Loving Amber by Roya Carmen

September 26, 2016

New Second Chance standalone from Roya Carmen.
Torn by tragedy. Reunited by love.
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Torn by tragedy. Reunited by love.

Two years ago, I lost my husband and my brother to the same tragedy. To this day, I hold only one person responsible—Aiden Rogers, the beautiful boy I’ve known forever, the misfit I’ve both loved and hated, the one who always got to me. As far as I’m concerned, he’s the only one to blame.

Now he wants to be part of my life again—when I can finally see a future for my son and myself. I’ve found the perfect man in David, someone I can start over with, a man who will be the perfect father figure for Trevor. I have a plan. At last, I see the light, and I know I can make this work.

I will not let Aiden Rogers drag me back into the darkness.

Author's note: contains sexual scenes and some coarse language.
This is the first book of the Riverstone Estate Series and can be enjoyed as a standalone read.
The Riverstone Series: A beautiful estate. Three unforgettable love stories.

Following the sudden passing of their father, Amber, Ruby, and Flynn Riverstone inherit the family estate and find themselves facing new challenges, growing closer, and discovering love along the way.

3.5 - 4.0 "Carrot Top" Stars!

"I didn't want to kiss you goodbye - that was the trouble - I wanted to kiss you good night - and there's a lot of difference." ~Ernest Hemingway 

Roya Carmen delivered us a beautiful and romantic friends to lovers story. And when you say Roya Carmen you definitely know what you're up to because her works screams "ANGSTY ROLLER COASTER EMOTIONAL RIDE"and with Loving Amber, it is clearly evident in her blurb alone and with that Cover, man it's too much.

When I started reading the book, I was hooked. I just love how it started in that diary entry that brought us back to the past. It was so fun reading how these kids became friends and how Amber became one of the boys. There's even this line that got me chuckling because well, just because...

"I still can’t believe I got in with cookies. Boys are so easy to please." 

But more that the fun,more than the adventures...when reality strikes and an unexpeted event happened, friendship no matter how strong weakens over time but with Amber and Aiden it was so much different especially when that person you blamed is the same person you longed and wanted. What's so hard is if the feelings is reciprocated but you know it was WRONG. And that's how this story begins, feels FORBIDDEN but NOT...feels so WRONG yet so RIGHT....

Gah! This story... the feelings... it feels so REAL. I feel a strong connection with the story.Maybe because what was written definitely could happen or did happened in real life. The characters are relatable and they're easy to love. I must admit, despite how much I love Aiden, I got frustrated with Amber several times. I just hate her push and pull towards Aiden. I hated that it took her too long to realize and accept the reality and the fact that another man's heart got broken. But you know even with that, I still love her in a way because maybe just maybe it wasn't that easy like what we thought it would be. What I love about it too is the portrayal not just on friendship but on family's love and support. Even the family's love is so strong and I am soooo jealous I want to have something so damn strong like that too. And for the record I NEVER SAW THAT REVELATION COMING and I guess that scene became another turning point of this story. Because to be honest, the book felt too dragging at times and it felt boring , but with that scene, I wanna know more and I needed to know what's bound to happen. I was invested more in the story.

I guess, I end it right here because it's best you read it yourself. You might feel a little bit frustrated at certain point, but trust me this story is heartwarming and no matter how you say you hated Amber, you will definitely love her. I love her though and I appreciate her strenght despite what happened with her. Above all, I love Aiden's patience. I love how he deal with what happened and in what situation he's in. And more than that, I love his all too consuming love towards Amber and even with Amber's son.

Yeah, by the end...I get it... LOVING AMBER...

“The dress will need to come off,” I tell her with a playful smile—I want her to feel at ease.
She turns to the side and unzips herself, reaches for the skirt of her dress, and pulls it over her head. She’s wearing a sexy pink lace bra and matching thong. I wonder if she slipped those on thinking of me. Or David? I wonder how long it would take me to rip it all off. She peeks at me through her lashes, still shy but aroused. Her gaze finally reaches mine, and it’s pleading, begging me to come to her.
I kneel in front of her. I desperately want to kiss her—she’s just so beautiful. But I know that if I kiss her, I’ll get lost in her and I’ll want to make love to her. She and I together is a very bad plan. Too much history there, and even after all we’ve been through, I can only see her as Paul’s girl. But right now, she’s just a woman who desperately needs to touched, and I’m the man who desperately wants to touch her. I trace the lacy edges of her bra with my finger. She’s breathing so hard her chest is heaving. I pull the fabric with a finger and tuck it under, revealing her breast. Wow. Her nipple is pink, hard, and begging to be licked, but if I go there, I won’t be able to stop myself. I know myself too well.
She closes her eyes again, and I take her in—her soft stomach, her sexy legs. I eagerly make my way down. I stroke her thighs gently again, and she opens her legs for me. She’s arousing me so much it’s painful. I trail my hand between her thighs where she’s wet—the soft fabric, what little there is of it, is soaked.
She throws her head back, her mouth open—she’s gasping for air. Finding her wet like this and wanting to be inside her so badly, is so fucking hard on me. I try to remind myself that this isn’t about me; it’s about her. As bad as I want to do all the things to her I shouldn’t be doing, I know I can’t. I’m on a mission.
I reach for the string of her thong and tug down. I’d planned to be soft with her, but I find myself being hard. She props her rear up and her hands press against the mattress, tangled in the sheets. As I struggle with the fabric, she reaches for it and pulls the thong down with me. It’s clear that she wants it off. In that moment, I forget all about myself. All I want to do is please her and make her come.
I’ve never seen her like this. I steal a moment to savour the sight of her small patch of neatly trimmed hair and tempting pink lips. I’m so hard as I slip my finger along her wetness, slowly teasing her. I explore further, up along her sex to her sweet spot.
“Your body is yours, Amber.” I know her. I know a big chunk of guilt is probably lingering at the back of her mind, and I just want her to let go of that and enjoy the moment. “No one has a hold on it but you. It’s yours. All I want to do is to make you feel good like this. It doesn’t have to be anything more. Do you want this? If you don’t, tell me to stop, and I will.”
She lets out a cry and squirms as I pull my hand away for a second. She doesn’t need to say a single word. It’s crystal clear—she desperately wants me to make her come.
Filthy images play in my mind as I imagine all the things I would love to do to her. I’d love her legs wrapped around my head. I’d drive her wild, taking her to the edge and swiftly pulling back only to wrench her hard against me again. I’d sink into her and get completely lost in her. But I can’t do all those things, as much as I would love to. I can’t take this too far.
I’ve been cruel long enough. I’ve teased her plenty. It’s just so amazing to finally touch her. I reach for her sweet spot and feel her hard clit on the tips of my fingers. She wails and spreads her legs wider. I’ll take her over the edge in a few seconds, but I selfishly want this moment to last forever. Watching her like this—panting, a perfect breast hanging out of her delicate bra, legs spread wide for me—it’s the most gorgeous sight. I pull away from her, greedy as fuck. I want to hear her cry, to hear her beg. She winces as I pull my hand away. She opens her beautiful eyes, silently asking me why I’m being such a tease.
“Close your eyes,” I order, and she does. I don’t want her to see what I’m about to do. I close my eyes as I bring my finger to my nose and inhale her scent. It’s just as I always imagined. Then I draw my wet fingers to my mouth and taste her—so, so sweet.
“Please,” she begs. “Don’t stop.”
It’s just what I need to hear. With just another sweep or two of my fingers along her slick sex, she arches her back off the bed, opens her beautiful eyes to look at me again, and I finally make her come.
Seeing Amber, who is always so contained, so put-together, so perfect, get lost under my touch is unbelievable. The sight of her tiny hands grasping my mattress, her beautiful mouth wide open, the sweet sound of her cries bouncing off my walls—it’s almost too much. I’ve dreamed about this scenario dozens of times, and the real thing is even better than it ever was in my imagination.
About the Author:
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Busy mom, naughty writer, comic-addict, artist & designer, book-aholic, nature lover, and hopeless romantic.
When I’m not writing, I can usually be found hanging with my family, reading, camping and travelling, painting, yoga-ing (very ungracefully), shooting pool, or at my favourite bookstore cafĂ© with my book friends.
A Northern French-Canadian gal, I now live just near Toronto where it’s much, much warmer!
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