Riley Huntington is the bass guitar player for the rock band, From Yesterday. His bad boy exterior isn’t exactly the lifestyle he lives though. With his longtime relationship on the rocks, Riley finds himself alone and full of new feelings for a girl he never saw coming. When life gives him a chance to start fresh, will he take it?
When two unlikely people are thrown together during one night of passion, will sparks ignite a long-lasting fire, or will the temporary flame burn out before it ever has a chance to catch?
Poppy by Savannah Stewart is the third book in the Behind The Words Series. This book can be read as a standalone but would be enjoyed more if you read the other two books first.
Poppy is an amazingly talented stylist to musicians, actors and celebrities. She is beautiful and caring, she loves her friends like family. After touring with The Daughters of Darkness and the rock group From Yesterday that's exactly how she felt about them. She knows she is good at her job, but that is about as far as her confidence goes. She has always had a crush on Riley, bassist for From Yesterday. After one night of some real fun, things between Poppy and Riley change. They start this ride on the crazy train. Poor Poppy with her insecurities, you just want to wrap yours arms around her and tell her it will be okay.
Riley has always been the go to guy for relationship advice for all of their friends. Now he is the one in need of advice of his own. Throw in a crazy ex-girlfriend and you have the makings of a good country song, the only problem with that is this is a ROCK band, haha ( I couldn't go a whole review without making myself laugh sorry). Riley is really a good guy, not your typical to rocker dude with a different girl every night, so I was really cheering for him but he took no for an answer way to easy! I think we a clue about the reason why he was that way, when he finally tells Poppy about his past.
I really enjoyed this book, it had some really saucy scenes, so I would recommend it for more mature readers (18+)
Poppy by Savannah Stewart receives 5 Platypire
Bama Love!! Roll Tide!! and Keep Reading Y'all!!!
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Everything on the guest floor was rattling from the bass of the music blaring throughout the rooms. I was sure that I had drunk close to my weight in tequila alone, not to mention the large number of whiskey shots I had thrown back, but I was still standing and I was feeling good; no, better than good: I was feeling fan-fucking-tastic as I moved my body along with the beat of the rap song that was playing. I threw my hands in the air above my head before bringing them back down, trailing across my body as they went. Sweat was beading across my collarbone as a few drops trailed their way down the valley between my breasts. The melody was enchanting me, making me move provocatively with every beat and I loved it.
Grinding my hips from side-to-side, I felt a large body step up to my swaying backside. Most guys were my height or only slightly taller, but whomever was behind me was taller than the average Joe. I continued to rock my hips back and forth as I spun around to face my dancing partner and smiled widely when I took in Riley’s large frame behind me. He looked as sexy as ever: black jeans hanging loosely on his hips with a plain forest-green shirt stretched tightly across his broad chest. He gripped my hips as I snaked my arms around his neck. When we had first arrived at the party he had disappeared. I had assumed it was just to get ready for the party but when he never returned I had quickly turned to liquor to dull the sting of disappointment I’d felt.
I looked up at him through my lashes as I rubbed my body along his to the beat of the song. Riley’s hands were still gripping my hips as he rolled his large self along with my rhythm. My liquor-induced bravery was taking control, and I had to struggle to try and tame it. Riley’s hands pulled me gently until I was completely flush against him and I felt him straining against the zipper of his pants. I drew in a long heavy breath as he moved his hands around my waist and splayed one of them across my ass while resting the other on my back underneath my shirt. His skin was warm against mine. I closed my eyes and took in the feel of his hand moving gently up and down my spine as we continued to sway against one another, and I felt his breath tickle the side of my neck.
“Your dancing is as passionate as sin,” his words crawled slowly across my neck causing the skin to rise with goose bumps. I shivered and leaned forward to reply when I heard Jayde yelling for me to do a body shot from across the room.
“Come on, Poppy!!!!!! Body shots!!!” her slurring voice called out before the next song started up and Riley took a couple steps back.
I watched his electric-blue eyes darken just a little as I called back to Jayde and made my way through the crowd to the long bar that separated the kitchen from the living room. I stumbled a little as I tried to maintain my balance in the shoes I was wearing, but surprisingly I wasn’t falling all over the place from the amount of alcohol I had consumed.
“Hop on up on the bar, it’s your turn!” Jayde spun around and pointed her index finger at my chest. She was so care-free and unbelievably funny when she was sober, but when she was drinking those same attributes about her seemed to grow even more. Jayde was a knockout! I envied her different colored eyes: one green and one blue. It was hard not to look back and forth between them whenever I spoke with her.
“Are you crazy?” I placed my hands on my hips and laughed. “I’m almost as long as the bar, Jayde, and all of those alcohol bottles at the end will be in jeopardy if I jump up there,” I laughed again as I twirled my hand around in the air when I felt big hands latch around my waist.
“Up you go,” Riley’s baritone voice was at my ear, sending chills across my skin. I gasped from the unexpected contact as my bottom was placed against the cool wood of the bar.
“Keep your legs bent and you won’t knock anything off,” Cash suggested as he grabbed the bottle of tequila, the salt shaker, and a few lime slices. “Who’s up first?!” He held them up in the air.
“Me!” Jayde snatched the items from Cash’s hands. His eyes seemed to darken when she said it. I wasn’t sure if it was due to the fact that she was going to be taking a shot off of my body or the fact that he was head-over-heels in love with her and wouldn’t admit it.
“Where you taking it from?” I asked as I laid my body across the wood bar.
“Navel I suppose. It’ll hold the tequila the best,” Jayde shrugged as she plucked the top from the bottle. I grabbed the hem of my belly shirt and pulled it off. Apparently they weren’t expecting that because Cash let out a cat call that had me blushing and Jayde cracking up. Most girls would have been ready to scratch my eyes out if their man whistled at me like Cash had, but not Jayde. It was just another reason why I loved having her as a friend.
I was wearing a black lace bra that had studs running across some of the lace on the front of the cups. It was a pretty bra, one of my favs…and apparently a new focal point for Riley’s eyes. When he realized I was watching him staring at the rise and fall of my chest, a wicked grin spread across his face. Yes, I had a good-sized chest. No, I wasn’t born that way. I was the girl that was overly tall but lacking in the boob department. Did I go overboard and get gigantic tits when I got implants? Nope. I went with a full C-cup and you couldn’t really tell that they were implants at all unless I had on a massive push-up bra or you felt them.
Jayde poured the cool tequila into my navel and I felt my stomach contract from the feel of it. I took a lime slice and placed it in my mouth as she trailed a line of salt up my stomach and between my breasts. “Here goes nothing!” She called out just before she dropped her mouth to my body, licking the salt from between my breast to my navel before she sucked the tequila from my navel swiftly. Her lips were on mine as she sucked the tart juice from the slice of lime resting between my lips. Jayde pulled the lime from my mouth and I sat up enough to brace myself with my elbows against the bar. We definitely had a crowd of observers around us then.
I looked over at Riley and felt my heart pick up the pace from its normal steady beat. His electric-blue eyes looked like tiny lightning bolts were going off throughout them. I had never seen him look so intense. It was like something inside of him was ignited and I was hoping I would find out just what that something was.
“My turn!” Cash stepped up but was quickly pushed back by Riley.
“I don’t think so, lover boy.” Cash’s face fell. “She’s all mine.”
Those three words bounced around inside my head.
She’s all mine.
I knew he meant he was up next for the body shot, but the thought that it could be something more was knocking loud and clear in my mind. I laid back against the bar and felt the chill of tequila fill my navel again as I slid a new slice of lime into my mouth. The grainy feel of the salt was back in the exact same spot as before. I took a deep breath to try and steady my erratic breathing and closed my eyes. There was no way I could watch Riley lick his way down my body, suck tequila from my navel, and drop his lips to mine. The thought of it was erotic enough, but watching him while he did it…that wasn’t anything I could handle.
His warm breath tickled the skin across my collar bone just before I felt his tongue make its way between my breasts, skipping the area where my bra came around, and continued down to my navel. My body was screaming for more as he sucked the tequila up into his mouth. The loss of his tongue and lips on my skin was devastating, but it quickly subsided as our lips connected, causing an unexpected moan to escape from the back of my throat. Riley squeezed the lime juice from the slice between my lips and discarded it onto the counter before bringing his mouth back to mine. The tart juice of the lime lingered between us as his tongue danced around mine, adding a hint of salt into the mix. The kiss seemed to go on forever, but forever wasn’t long enough when Jayde’s voice broke the spell.
“Whoa there, Riley! Give the girl some room to breathe,” she drunkenly laughed and Riley pulled his lips from me as fast as if I had burned him.
He didn’t say another word before he walked off into the crowd of people dancing and grabbed hold of some brunette that I didn’t know. I quickly looked away as I slid down from the bar and put my shirt back on, hoping that the heat of embarrassment that I felt in my cheeks wasn’t obvious to everyone else.
“Where ya goin’?” Jayde asked as she filled a Solo cup and extended her arm to me.
“I need some air,” I fanned myself with my hand and took the Bourbon-filled cup from her. I needed to cut myself off, but seeing Riley all over some girl not even five seconds after his tongue was down my throat left a bad taste in my mouth.
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