len ❀'s Reviews > Unexpected

“It’s me who’s grateful, Carter,” Richard whispered. His fingers skimmed my neck and along my collarbone. “Thank you for letting me touch you. For trusting me.” Another kiss, a flick of his tongue against mine. “For this incredible moment. Thank you. Thank you so much.”

roe horvat is the only author i trust to write erotica with emotional connection, value, and sentiment. hell, he’s the only author i read erotica from and look forward to it. add to that that he’s the only author i’ve read omegaverse from. filthy and dirty, and then sweet and soft. the way i started this immediately after it released and forced myself to inhale every page until my eyes couldn’t stay open anymore to the point where tears fell down because of how tired i was says enough.

i don’t think i’ll ever get tired of this author's writing. despite the fact that i haven’t been a fan of every book i’ve read by him, i can count on him to deliver short and sweet stories that serve its purpose of entertainment and suspension of disbelief, as well as pure delight and awe. i have yet to come across another author who writes like him. this, of course, includes sex. i’m not even one to pay much attention to them but with his stories i’m glued to every page, even shamelessly going back and re-reading some scenes.

i enjoyed this much more than book 1. i felt the connection, loved both characters, and appreciated much more about it. some of y’all already know i’m a slut for age gaps—you have the rich, almost retired, silver fox in his 40s who’s experienced in many different areas, wondering what to do with his life, hoping he’ll settle down soon. then you have the shy, college student in his early 20s looking for a job to make funds enough to continue furthering the future he wishes to have. you add the two together and you have a opposites attract, age gap, hurt/comfort story with an alpha hoping to take care of his future boy and a small omega approaching his heat. these two had such a sweet and cute relationship. the way richard took such good care of carter when he was in heat? how he’d pound himself inside and then caress him, nip, and spoon him? how he would always ask carter if he’s okay, comfortable, and feels good? how he’d move heaven and hell to make sure he was safe and protected? the possessiveness he started feeling? all the mine mine mine? i was in awe. it was a delight to read about these two. i could read an extra 100 and even 200 pages of these two just being together. imagine seeing them being lovey lovey with noodle, their dog, and their future child? i’d be giggling to that shit.

i can talk about multiple scenes this book had that showed the softness of these two, especially of richard towards carter. i loved seeing how he became someone so focused on work to someone appreciating the beauty and value of an unexpected an important person in his life. i also loved reading about the future carter had for himself and how hopeful he was of becoming an english teacher. even if we don’t see the scenes, i can only imagine how wonderful he’d be. despite how sexual this book is, it has so many soft and sweet scenes throughout the novel. it’s a reason why i love reading roe’s books because even though erotica is essentially a genre focusing more on sex, there is romance in between his pages and characters. in all his books i’ve read, both characters always worship each other in their own way, appreciating the connection the two begin growing that shows the increase of their emotions and feelings.

all in all, this was loving. i also loved seeing the cameos of burke and emerson from book 1 and hope kirby gets his book soon.

“You’ve changed my life. In the short time I’ve known you, you’ve managed to change me.” Talking and breathing were suddenly difficult to synchronize properly. I swallowed. “I’m jaded, entitled, and arrogant, and I’ve made plenty of mistakes in my life, chasing after meaningless trophies, taking my luck for granted, until all my victories tasted like dirt. Then you appeared on my patio and almost magically peeled away years of bitterness and rust from my heart. I only need to look at your sweet face, and suddenly, my existence makes sense again.”