How do you live with yourself when you are the reason you lost the one thing that meant the most to you.
Timing is everything and for Reed, he can never seem to catch a break. When Reed returns to Boston to redeem himself he finds that Elle has already moved on, building a new life, a new beginning. He needs her to know that he meant every word before he left, that he never meant to leave her. Will he ever get that chance to tell her?
How do you love again when the one person who made you feel like you were his whole world left you with a broken heart? Hoping that life and new friends could keep her memories and feelings for Reed at bay, Elle chases life and all that it has to offer until she is confronted with heartbreak again.
Is time and space enough to get past losing your once in a lifetime or will Elle be always Wanting Reed?
"Love is giving someone the power to destroy you, but trusting them not to."
This is book 2 in the
Break Me series and unlike Breaking Elle, which had a major cliffhanger,
Wanting Reed has a happy ending. Although I enjoyed the story, I think that it
was a bit long. The first half of book could have been cut in half because I
don't think that it added too much to the overall story.
The book is told from
both Elle's & Reed's POV, but featured a lot more of yummy, yummy Tyler.
And picks up where Breaking Elle ended. I wouldn't recommend reading this until
reading the first book as this book is not a stand alone. Also, this review may
contain spoilers about the first book, so stop reading if you haven't read
Breaking Elle.
Elle is heartbroken
when Reed doesn't come back from Texas like he said he would and now feels like
everything he said and promised her was a lie. Being betrayed by Cade and now
being betrayed by Reed is too much for her to bear. And Elle's best friend
Tyler is there with open arms to pick up the pieces because he is in love with
her and hopes to have a future with her. To ease her pain, she decides to give
Tyler a chance because it feels so familiar and safe in his arms.
As I look at
him, everything we've been through over the years lingers around me like a warm
blanket. This feels right for some reason on so many levels. I'm not sure how
far I want to take this, but at this moment, it's what I want. - Elle
Then
Reed comes back for her, Tyler convinces him that he is too late. But Elle is
not sure of her feelings about Tyler because her thoughts keep coming back to Reed.
... Tyler wraps
his arms around me. I need my friend right now. Is that what we are? I don't
know exactly what we are anymore. There are brief moments when I question what
I'm doing with him. Am I looking for a temporary escape from my pain, or do I truly
want more with Tyler? I tried to make an attempt to reach out to Reed, but he
disappointed me. I put myself out there again only to be disillusioned. In the
back of my mind, I still believe everything he told me. The last thing I want
to do is use or hurt Tyler because I am still heartbroken over Reed. The
feelings for Tyler are there, but I’m unsure if they are for all the right
reasons. I squeeze Tyler back, resting my head against his chest and feeling
his heart thrumming against my cheek. I don't want to break his heart as I’m
trying to mend mine. - Elle
Just like Breaking
Elle, Wanting Reed is seriously sexy and hard to put down. I was hoping that
the next book would be Luke's but Tyler will work too. ;-) He deserves his
happily ever.
My life before
her is a distant memory. I have her to look forward to. Better than heaven.
Everything that I could ever want in my life is right here in this warm bed. I
understand so much about love now. It can hurt you, but also bring you so much
happiness. The heat, the power and the lightning you feel can go either way.
I've felt it all with her. The highs and the lows. I've learned that I'm
actually worthy of this kind of love. - Reed
"You are the air that I breathe. Your voice is all I hear.
You're all I need.
Look ahead. Leave the past behind.
Put our
lives on hold and press rewind."
Wanting Reed is the second book in the series, you have to read Breaking Elle first
this isn't a standalone. The book is told in Elle and Reed's POV's. I
would give this book 4-5 stars, it was a great ending to Elle and Reeds
love story. In book 1 you find how much chemistry the two have with
each other but Elle has a boyfriend that she has been with for 2 years,
but what happens when that relationship crumbles to pieces and Reed is
there to help pick up the pieces. There
relationship is happening quickly and they couldn't be happier, but yes
fate always has its way of tearing poor Elle's heart to pieces once
again when Reed's past comes back to destroy what they have built. The
first book ends with a cliffy and you will want to pick up Wanting Reed as soon as you put down Breaking Elle. Wanting Reed picks
up right after the tragic ending of Elle and Reeds relationship being
destroyed, can they work through there wrongs and truly be happy? Or
has Elle moved on with her best friend Tyler? Can Reed fix his past and
present demons so that Elle can see that she does want him and not
Tyler?
I
don't want to give away to much of this story
but you have to know there is some seriously hot sexy scenes and so
much desperation to know what is going to happen between the main
characters. I hope Antoinette decides to write more about some of these
side characters because I would like to know what happens with there
lives as well. Thanks for a great story and I look forward to more from
this author.
Here is some excerpts from the book enjoy!
Reed-Still,
I can't stay in Texas and let go of her and all the memories I shared
with her in the short time we were together go without and explanation.
There weren't many of them, but it's quality over quantity. She's been
running circles in my brain. I can't shake her smell, the feel of her
hair, the warmth of her body, or the taste of her lips. She's all I've
been thinking about and all that I've been missing. My heart is trapped
in my ribcage, and she's the only one who can set it free. She trusted
me not to hurt or destroy her. I never meant to, but I did.
The
time away has made it even more unbelievably powerful. She's
destroying me. This is not fucking just falling in love; this fucking
crashing into it. Complete destruction.
Elle- Turning,
I stare out the window and watch the vibrant leaves flutter around me.
Before Reed, I
never used to think that way. I was always so protective of my
emotions, but he encouraged me to and I hate him for it now. Reed made
me believe that I could lead with my heart. That's what pains me the
most. If I didn't listen to him, let go, I wouldn't be here.
Reed and Elle-
"You're poison to me. My poison..." she murmurs painfully.
"Am
I? is that what you believe? Is that what you feel? Is that what you
see when you look in my eyes? Poison?" I whisper against her lips.
She
sighs deeply and closes her eyes for several seconds. During that
time, I see the beauty in her pain, how much she wants to love and to
trust, but she is too afraid to try
again.
"I'm going to use you, worship you and love you. Please, let me make you mine," he whispers into my ear. "You trust me, baby?"
"I trust you." For some reason with everything we've been through, trusting him comes so naturally.
"I've
always know that, You are my moon," she whispers, placing her delicate
hands onto my face. Her skin is as soft as silk and ignites the fire in
my soul.
"You are my sun, baby. You are my wish, my fantasy come true. I'll be your hope and everything you need."
I rasp, gazing into her engaging eyes.
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"Best view ever.” I spin around in the direction of his smooth voice and immediately soak him in. He’s leaning against the doorjamb with one leg crossed over the other and holding his arms behind his back, looking as impeccable as ever. His shaggy brown hair is just the right length, resting at the nape of his neck, just enough for me to pull. He's wearing a pair of deep blue warm-up pants that hang loosely on his narrow hips and a matching blue jacket unzipped at the neck with a tight, white T-shirt peeking underneath. Reed has become more toned and defined with all the training he's been doing for NFL tryouts. I am definitely reaping the benefits of that right now. A smirk crosses his face as his piercing blue eyes scan every inch of my scantily clad body. I know all too well what's on his mind. His sensual eyes remain on me as he strolls toward me and pulls out a box from behind his back.
“For you." He winks, kissing me hungrily on the lips. He smells freshly showered and spicy and tastes like minty like his toothpaste.
I squint my eyes at him, taking the plain white box with a big red bow and ribbon from his hands. After agreeing for him to pick out my Halloween costume, he's been like a little boy at a candy store. I catch the smirk on his lips and the glimmer in his eye when I hold it in front of me.
"What’s wrong?" He asks with a laugh.
"I'm just worried about what’s in this box."
“Don't be. Trust me. You’ll love it as much as I do."
“Well, isn’t that reassuring?" I grin, poking him in his chest.
“No need to worry. You're going to look delicious." The corners of his mouth turn up wickedly. "You're with me and only me."
"Oh, aren't we being a little possessive?"
“Maybe a little.” He looks down at me and plays with strands of my hair. "Speaking of a little, I need a lot. Right now,” he says, grabbing me by the waist. “Trick or Treat?” He winks.
“That all depends on what's in this mysterious white box,” I reply with a quirked eyebrow as I set the box down on the dresser. Closing the space between us, he groans in satisfaction when I rub my body against his.
“Don't worry about what's in there. I need something sweet,” he growls, running his lips down my neck as he gently backs me up toward the bed.
"First, I get to choose what you’re going to be for Halloween." I give him a beguiling smile as I eye him up and down, imagining him in a snug-fitting gray and blue uniform. "Cop."
"Cop?" he replies, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, I’ve always had a thing for men in uniform,” I whimper, placing my palms flat on his chest and sliding them down to the waist of his pants. "I have this fantasy of you frisking me and cuffing me to the bed."
“Oh fuck I'm loving this fantasy of yours," he moans. Grabbing my ass, he tightly presses me against his heat. "I can definitely make that come true for you.”
"What the charge, Officer Reed?"
"Concealed weapon and indecent exposure,” he growls into my ear as he lifts me and throws me onto the bed. I glance at the clock and up at him as he slips off his clothes and crawls over me. "Or should I say decent exposure?" he rasps as he deftly unclasps my bra, palming one breast while he puts his soft lips on the other.
“Oh... baby. Do you think we have enough time?” I gasp, trying to finish my thought, but it’s futile.
"Don't worry about Tommy and Juju. They’re adults. I’m not rushing anything right now. I want to practice, get into character. I'm going to be one bad cop, baby," he says with a grin playing across his lips.
"Are you going to book me?" I murmur innocently as his tongue skims over my lips.
"I want to fuck you instead. Is that all right with you?" He grins as he spreads my legs with his body, cradling himself between my thighs.
Staring into his eyes makes me want to fulfill his every desire. I will not deny him.
"Yes.” I pant. “Yes.” My hands instinctively fist in his hair and I pull.
"I think they call that assaulting a police officer. He says in a gravelly voice. "You can do some hard time for that."
"Hard, huh?" I bite his lower lip, grinding my hips against his erection. "Throw the book at me, officer."
"I am doll,” he says through a smile, as he lowers his mouth around my aching nipples. He sucks and bites on one and then the other. I close my eyes, devoured by a sea of pleasure that only he can give me. "You like how that feels?”
“Yes, baby." My gasp. "Please... Reed…if you don't put your cock inside me right now, I'm going to die."
“I need to taste you first."
The mere sound of his words make me heady and causes my body to go into a frenzy. Oh, god. His declaration unleashes a torrent of need in me. My body can't wait any longer. My next words come out in a breathy whisper.
"Whatever you want. My body is your temple."
"Good." He smiles salaciously, trailing his hand down the length of my body. "I fucking want you so damn bad."
He blazes kisses down my body and then his wet, hot mouth devours my clit. He circles his tongue around my folds while his fingers move in and out of me. "Fuck, you're so wet." he moans in ecstasy. I place my hands on his head, guiding his mouth over me. His indulgence pushes me to the edge. Lifting his mouth off me, he plunges his fingers deep inside me and rubs my nub with his thumb while he kisses my stomach. He moves back down, replacing his fingers with his mouth. I can barely speak as his tongue fiercely laps over my clit again and again, increasing the friction with every stroke. There is no other feeling like it, and I scream in elation. I feel the vibration of his mouth as he groans against me while I come. After a few minutes, he kisses his way back up to my mouth as I fist his hair in my hands and tug.
"Baby, please, I want you inside me. I want more."
He smiles and continues kissing me and ignoring my pleas. His hard cock rubs against my stomach, clearly exhibiting how much he needs me. I need him. I lower my hand and start to stroke him, but he pulls my hands away and holds them above my head. There is nothing I can do as his cock twitches against me. I love feeling completely vulnerable with Reed.
"Believe me, baby, I'm going to give you all of me," he moans, sliding his cock across my sensitive skin. My heart beats feverishly in my chest when I feel him enter me. My hips impulsively rock back and forth against the heat of him. He moves up and down, allowing me to feel every inch of him thrusting deeper inside me.
He takes one of his hands and moves my head to the side, deftly pulling my hair to kiss me and sighing into my mouth. "You feel so fucking good." His voice is filled with lust as he keeps his precise, focused rhythm, plunging inside me as I tighten around him. I mewl when he pounds deeper and harder into me, digging my nails into his shoulders as I rock my hips against him forcefully. "Does it feel good, doll? I want to hear you say it, baby. Tell me,” he whispers into my ear. “Tell me you want me to make you come again."
"Make me come," I moan. “Please, Reed." Every muscle in my body instantly tightens as I stare into his eyes. My heart is pounding, and I fist his hair in my hands as he works me so good. Pressing my legs against him as hard as I can, the orgasm rips through my body recklessly, consuming every bit of me like only he could allow. He pants hard and continues to thrust and pound until moments later I feel him release his warmth inside me. A groan escapes his mouth as he presses his powerful body on top of mine. He finds my lips and gently collapses next to me where we lie quietly for a couple of minutes; the only sound is our labored breathing.
"Can we try something new next time?" I finally break the silence, pushing the hair away from his eyes and pulling him closer to me so that I can reach up and kiss him again.
“Sure," he replies, kissing my shoulder. “Whatever you want." I close my eyes as he caresses me in all the right places. I never realized how much my body yearns and craves his touch until tonight.
“Cuffs," I say, opening my eyes. The guarded, dark look in his eyes sends a shiver through me. It thrills and frightens me at the same time. I want it that way. The pleasure and pain.
“Oh...shit. I like the sound of that,” he growls. "I'm going to use you, worship you and love you. Please, let me make you mine,” he whispers into my ear. “You trust me, baby?"
Antoinette Candela was born and raised in Upstate New York and is an avid New York Yankees and Dallas Cowboys fan. She moved to Boston in her twenties and attended Northeastern University to study Business Management. As a child, she enjoyed reading and writing and penned her first story at the age of thirteen. She has always had a vivid imagination and finally decided to put her thoughts and musings down on paper.
Breaking Elle and Wanting Reed are her first self-published works with many more to come.
A few other interesting facts about Antoinette include: she is of Italian decent, has three brothers, was a tomboy growing up, plays the clarinet and dabbles with the piano. When she's not planted in front of her computer writing, she can be found at the gym, running her kids around Boston, or at the beach soaking up the rays and enjoying a good book.
