BLOG TOUR ~ BIG MAN by PENNY WYLDER

 

Title: Big Man

Author: Penny Wilder

Genre: Erotic Romance

Release Date: 6th December

 

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BLURB

He thinks he’s too big for me. I like a challenge.

On my 25th birthday I received a letter. My mother had left me a piece of land in her will– the farm I grew up on as a child. Her last request was that I restore it… and how could I say no?

So I returned to my little town full of big memories. Nothing has changed here.

Except for Grant Werther.

When we were kids, I barely saw him. Now I can’t miss him. The guy is HUGE; all muscle and beard, like some hardened mountain man. He’s intimidating… and definitely sexy, in an alpha-male-cowboy kind of way.

Turns out his dad owns part of my farm and he’s got the papers to prove it. That means I can’t do anything without Grant’s approval. On top of that, this jerk says I’m too “city girl” to be here.

And the way he openly stares at my ass in my cut-off jeans makes it clear what he thinks I’d be good at.

He’s the biggest man I’ve ever seen and I admit, I’m curious what he’s hiding in his boxers.

I didn’t know he’d catch me peeking.

Now he won’t stop teasing me. He keeps saying I could never handle him, that he’d break me in two. I know I don’t have to prove him wrong…

But I want to.

This is a full length novel with a HEA and NO cheating!

Penny Wylder writes just that– wild romances. Happily Ever Afters are always better when they’re a little dirty, so if you’re looking for a page turner that will make you feel naughty in all the right places, jump right in and leave your panties at the door!

 

★ ★ ★ ★

Reviewed by Emma-Louise on behalf of KFF

Returning home to her roots was never in Sasha’s plan, trust a parent to know which strings to pull to achieve that goal. Sasha returns to the small country town she grew up in and is forced into the unlikeliest of partnerships. Grant Werther is a hard working, simple man who truly believes it is better to live in the country than it is to live in the city. And he is the reason this book is called Big Man and oh help me, is he a big boy!

‘His biceps are as thick as my thigh, and I can’t help thinking, as I watch him lift and ready the ax to swing, how easily he could toss me around a bedroom’

Big Man is a second chance romance about two people who knew each other in childhood, and who never could get over the fears and anxiety of telling one another how they feel.

‘ “You’re exactly the same girl you used to be”, he said. How can I be? I’ve run as far from her as I possibly can.’

‘I knew him again the moment I saw him. I’m still the girl I used to be–and he’s still the boy he was too.’

Big Man is pure decadence, it’s a meal consisting only of desserts. Grant Werther is sex incarnate. A male popsicle I’d gladly run away and not be willing to share. This is such a stunningly hot read with so many sweet parts that I’ll be sure to brush my teeth after reading this one, I don’t need anymore cavities! The most touching aspect of this book was the description of small town living and how the residents can be, both the good and the bad points.

“This feels more real than any of that ever did.”

 

 

EXCERPT

I round the edge of the house and stop dead on the path, forgetting for a moment about my rage. Hell, even about the pebbles I’m standing on.

In front of me, shirtless and sheened in sweat, is the most perfectly sculpted man I have ever seen.

He could be made of bronze the way he’s posing now, weighing the axe over his shoulder as he eyes the stack of wood in front of him, balanced on the same tree stump where my Mama used to chop her own wood years ago. I can count every single muscle on his chest, from his pecs down his washboard abs to the perfect V that points like an arrow straight down, to a faint line of dark hair that I can’t help tracing to the fly of his jeans.

Damn jeans.

It takes every ounce of my self-control not to drool when he swings the axe all over again, distracting me with the surge and flow of his biceps, the way even his back ripples with strength. He’s got longer hair than I’m typically into, bound in a tight bun at the nape of his neck, dark and curly, to judge by the few flyaways that have escaped the hair tie.

I’m still gawking when he turns to look at me.

Holy shit. No way.

My jaw threatens to drop completely open because I realize—only when he looks straight at me head—I know this guy.

Grant Werther. The formerly scrawny kid who used to chase me around this lawn every summer while our parents talked shop. His dad owned a farm up the road, had the same business problems to deal with as Mom.

I have to say, he’s filled out nicely. His face, which used to be all thin angles, now features sharp cheekbones, a cut jaw and a fine nose. His eyes are dark too, piercing where they catch mine and lock, and his dark, full beard only accentuates his looks.

I swallow so hard I nearly gulp down my tongue in the process.

As for him, he shows no signs of recognizing me at all. Fine, if he wants to play at that game. “What are you doing here?” I manage to ask, finally recovering my wits.

“I could ask you the same thing.” He runs a hand over his hair, taming a few of those wisps, and narrows his eyes. “This is private property, Miss.”y 

 

About the Author

A USA Today Bestselling author and #1 Amazon bestselling author, Penny Wylder writes what you’d expect– wild romances. Happily Ever Afters are always better when they’re a little dirty, so if you’re looking for a page turner that will make you feel naughty in all the right places, jump right in and leave your panties at the door!

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