About The Book:
Title: The Librarian Principle
Author: Helena Hunting
Annaliese Harper knows that one tiny mistake can jeopardize a career before it’s even begun. Letting your boss find the extensive collection of porn on your personal laptop is one way. Sleeping with him is another. Liese manages to do both.As the new librarian at a prestigious small-town private high school, Liese is drawn to her sexy, charismatic principal, Ryder Whitehall—an attraction she refuses to acknowledge given their relationship and her recent liberation from a delusional ex-boyfriend.
Liese is certain Ryder’s flirtation is the product of her sex-deprived imagination—until he discovers her digital porn stash during working hours and demands a private meeting. Behind closed doors, their attraction explodes into a dangerous, passionate affair that not only threatens their jobs and reputations, but most of all, their hearts.
Excerpt:
“I'm sorry I ruined our plans.” Ryder crowded her in the doorway, waiting for her to retreat into the warmth of her tiny foyer before he crossed the threshold.
“You should be. I've been waiting for hours, and I'm starving.”
“I assure you, it won't happen again.” He held up a bag of takeout, which Liese ignored.
She grabbed him by the lapels and tugged him farther into the small space, closing the door with her foot to keep out the cold. Plucking the takeout from his hand, she discarded it on the side table.
“I didn't say I was hungry for food.” She stepped into him, trying to get closer, his winter coat a serious impediment.
“Oh no?” He wrapped his arms around her, the palm of his hand flattening against the small of her back to pull her tight against him. One hand drifted up her side.
She lifted one shoulder and let it fall as she loosened the black scarf around his neck, running her index finger along the edge of his collared shirt. As much as she’d loved seeing him in jeans the previous night, she also appreciated how sexy he looked in a suit, or a dress shirt and a tie. Or nothing at all.
His fingertips brushed along her jaw, sweeping her hair over her shoulder, his eyes dark. “I'd like to kiss you, if that would be permissible.”
“I suppose I could allow it.” Liese smiled.
His mouth covered hers and she clasped her hands behind his neck, keeping him close. The kiss started slow and sweet, soft brushes of his lips against hers. A teasing nip of teeth on her bottom lip turned into gentle suction, and Ryder's tongue parted her lips to slip inside her mouth, exploring, retreating, tangling with her own. The kiss gained momentum until the inferno of lust built up over the weekend detonated, and Liese found herself backed against the wall, grinding against him with desperate need.
She scrambled to undo the buttons on his coat, and Ryder released her with a despondent groan to help finish the job. She shoved his coat over his shoulders, pushing it down his arms as he cupped her cheek in his hand. His free hand returned to the bottom of her shirt, sliding beneath and moving up her ribcage to palm her breast.
“Fuck.” It came out a low, almost intelligible grunt.
“That's a great idea,” Liese agreed. She undid the clasp on his belt and jerked it through the loops, dropping it on the floor.
“Where's your bedroom?” Ryder's lips moved in a fiery trail from her cheek to her ear.
“Upstairs.”
“I'd like to go there. Now, please.”
Liese felt the hairs on her arm raise at his tone, more of a command than a request. She pushed on his chest, and he obliged by taking a small step back, enough for her to slip out of the narrow space between his body and the wall. She grabbed his hand and tugged him down the hall and up the stairs.
The moment they passed through the door to her room, Ryder had her in his arms again, moving her across the floor until the back of her knees hit the mattress, and they tumbled onto the comforter.
His hands were everywhere but where she needed them, his mouth much the same. And then he settled into the cradle of her hips. She gasped, shifting against him, her desire so acute it was almost painful.
“I can't stand being away from you. It drives me fucking crazy.” Ryder echoed her feelings as he rose to his knees. Shoving her shirt up with both hands, he pulled it over her head. “All weekend, the only thing I could think about was you: being with you, inside you.”
My Review:
The Librarian Principle by Helena HuntingMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
The Librarian Principle by Helena Hunting is a steady paced, hilarious romp of a romance that begins with the slight hiccup of the schol principle finding photoshopped, personalized porn on the librarian's computer. And that's where things only begin to get interesting.
Liese is infatuated, to say the least, with her new boss Ryder. He's good looking, charismatic, and everything Liese has ever deamed of in a man.
Ryder can't help his infatuation with Liese either. The subtle touches, the length of their advisor meetings getting longer and longer.
It's not until Liese accidentally opens the wrong folder one day in the process of showing Ryder some research that her photoshopped porn of Ryder and herself pops open and leaves them both in shock. Where can this possibly go besides downhill? Well, the bedroom, for starters.
A whole lot of funny with just enough angst and drama to keep it realistic. A fabulous read. First time reading this author but it won't be the last.
About The Author:
Helena Hunting lives on the outskirts of Toronto with her incredibly tolerant family and two moderately intolerant cats. She’s putting her degree in English Lit to good use by writing contemporary erotic romance. She is the author of Clipped Wings, her debut novel, and Inked Armor.
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