Want Me
Neve Wilder
M/M New Adult Romance
Release Date: 05.08.19
BLURB
Two roommates. One calculus exam. A whole lot of
extracurricular activity.
Nate
Living with four other guys, it’s bound to
happen.
Every guy’s been caught taking care of business
at least once, right?
It shouldn’t be a big deal.
But I don’t know Eric as well as my other
roommates, and things are a little awkward now.
He’s a loner. A mystery. Quietly confident.
Smart.
Sexy as hell.
I’ve been happily subsisting on the typical frat
guy diet of booze and sorority girls.
But the way Eric looked at me that night?
There was something there.
Something that’s got me curious.
Something that’s stirring up feelings I thought
I’d left behind for good.
Something that’s making me think I’m not as
straight as I thought I was.
I can’t get him off of my mind.
I don’t think I want to.
So when he offers to help me study for a midterm
I’m convinced I’m going to fail,
I take him up on it.
It’s innocent.
Probably. Maybe.
There’s no way I could’ve known what it’d
start...
This is a super steamy standalone new
adult/college mm romance with HEA that unfolds across six “episodes” following
Nate and Eric. Now bundled up in one collection with a bonus episode for a
seamless reading experience. 87,000 words.
Review
It would be so easy to write
this review based on how incredibly hot and sexy this book is. And trust me, it
really is. But that wouldn’t be fair because it’s so much more than hot and
sexy. It’s about honesty, trust, courage, and it’s about love. Falling in love
for the first time with the last person you ever expected to fall for. And it’s
quite simply a beautiful look at two young men taking a leap of faith.
We meet Nate and it’s clear
that something has happened the night before that’s making him uncomfortable
with his roommates. We learn that Eric, one of his roommates walked in on him
“taking care of business” the night before. Nate tried to rationalize that it’s
no big deal…except it is. Something about Eric seeing him, the look on Eric’s
face won’t let go of Nate.
When an offer from Eric to help him study for
Calculus brings them both to the scene of the crime-- so to speak--things heat
up quickly. Nate thinks this is just a thing, not a big deal. Eric acts as if it’s
just helping another guy out. It’s so much more and I love it.
Things escalate between the two and Eric
begins pushing buttons Nate never knew he had. This is where things are so
sexy, but when you pay attention to more than the heat, you really see the
depth. The depth of care that Eric shows Nate, the depth of friendship Nate
offers in return. These two young men who begin, so casually, quickly became
integral in each other’s lives. There are clandestine trysts and secrets being
kept from friends and at the heart of it all…there are two men completely drawn
to each other. These two have so much spark and chemistry, their need to be in
each other’s space is so pure. Even when they’re doing incredibly dirty things
to each other, I felt this sense of innocence and wonder. Each seemed to not
understand how the other could possibly want them. I found that so beautiful,
these men who don’t seem to see their own worth…being seen so clearly by each
other. I loved how this relationship comes to light and how it eventually grows
into all the promise that I see in Eric and Nate.
I fell so hard for these two, I wanted their
HEA with all my heart. Such a satisfying read and one I’ve already read a
second time. This author has quickly become a favorite of mine, I can’t wait to
see what she brings is next.
EXCERPT
“You all right?”
“Yeah, stressed, as usual.”
“Calculus? I can help.”
“Nope, philosophy this time.”
He wrinkled his nose in sympathy, then laced his
fingers behind his head. I turned my focus back to the page I was reading, then
realized I’d read the same sentence three times in a row. I could feel him
watching me, and when I turned my head to check, I was right. His gaze trickled
down from the crown of my head to my lap, slow as a drop of water down the
glass of the window behind me. My cock jumped in my pants, and I shifted my
legs restlessly. The thing needed a leash.
“You want some stress relief?” he offered.
No. It was on the tip of my
tongue to say it, because I was frustrated by the whole situation, but fuck,
the way he was sitting there so casually, his legs sprawled, his thickening
cock starting to push at his fly… I inhaled deeply through my nose, and as I
exhaled, found myself saying, “Like what?”
“Not sure yet,” he mused, posture straightening.
He moved to the edge of his seat, scooting his chair in closer so he was right
next to me, and even though I kind of knew what was coming, I still flinched
when he laid his hand over the top of my thigh.
“Not right here,” I said, lowering my voice. But
fuck if I didn’t widen my legs in the same breath, a taboo thrill running
through me at being in public. Shit, regardless of Eric, I was starting to
think I really did have a thing for being watched—or the threat of getting caught,
at least.
Eric palmed my crotch, spreading his fingers
over the bulge in my gym shorts. His warmth seeped through the silky mesh
fabric and woke my cock right the fuck up.
I glanced around. There was no one to either
side of us, and behind me was just a bank of windows that looked over the main
quad below. But there were a trio of heads in the carrels across from me. I
could hear them when they whispered or turned a page in their books, and I had
to muffle a growl when Eric tucked his hand behind the waistband of my shorts,
grazing his fingertips over my swollen head.
“No?” It was practically a purr, and it rolled
over my skin like warm oil and flooded me with furiously spreading heat that
tightened my balls.
He took my silence for the assent it was, and I
clamped my lower lip between my teeth as he wedged his hand deeper into my
shorts and wrapped it around the base of my cock, giving it a sharp, pulsing
squeeze that made me suck in a breath.
“Freeballing?”
“Yeah,” I stuttered out, my dick jumping in his
hand as he squeezed again.
“Good deal.” He gave me a few light, feathery
strokes that had my hips surging up into the contact, and then his hand
tightened like a vice around my shaft, thumb tracing my head in a tantalizing
sweep as he leaned in. His whisper washed over me like pure, searing desert
heat, the ownership in it shooting straight to my core and making me dizzy. “I
want that nut you’re working up right now.”
“Fuck,” I hissed so loud that when I glanced up,
I could see the person in the carrel across from me trying to subtly peer over
the divider.
I hunched over my desktop to conceal the view of
Eric’s hand as it plunged deeper, scooping up my balls and kneading them.
“That sounded like a yes to me.”
“Not here,” I whispered again and yanked his
hand from my pants. Even though by then, shit, I was definitely seeing the
appeal in letting him get me off right there. But I knew I wouldn’t be able to
stay quiet enough, and though the thrill of possibly getting caught was hot,
the reality of a charge for public indecency was not. I needed some ninja
skills for that, or a lot more experience, and the whole novelty of getting off
with a dude who knew what the hell he was doing was still so keen-edged that I
didn’t have a shot.
“Spoilsport. I was enjoying the challenge, but I
guess you’re right.” Eric picked up his sucker again, stuffing the wrapper in
his back pocket. “You’re a noisy fucker, so maybe a little more buffer is a
good idea. Come on.”
Neve Wilder lives in the southern US, where the
summers are hot and the winters are...sometimes cold. She is a mom to three
rambunctious weebeasts who have joined forces in a mission to carpet the family
home with toys and small items that really suck to step on at six in the morning.
She reads promiscuously across multiple genres,
but her favorite stories always contain an element of romance. Incidentally,
this is also what she likes to write. Slow-burners with delicious tension? Yes.
Whiplash-inducing page-turners, also yes. Down and dirty scorchers? Yes. And
every flavor in between.
She believes David Bowie was the sexiest
musician to ever live, and she's always game to nerd out on anything from music
to writing.
And finally, she believes that love conquers
all. Except the heat index in July. Nothing can conquer that bastard.
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