I think I sprained my eyes rolling them too much.
Rebel Brooks' vagina needs some attention. When her roommate Remi sets her up with an Alphachat.com account, she's horrified yet intrigued. There's no pics of Lynx Kade on the site, but the man clearly commands attention judging by the comments section of his page. When Rebel decides to get a part time job to help with the bills, the new Club Royal just jumps out at her. She doesn't expect to fall for its owner…who also happens to own Alphachat.com. Rebel tries to stay out of Lynx's bed, but he doesn't play fair. There's no way a relationship between them could ever go anywhere, but they'll have a damn good time testing the theory.
It seems like the phrase "Pay For Play" is everywhere this political cycle, so I was thrilled to get the image of wrinkled, aging idiots out of my head and replace it with a deliciously sexy Alpha male. Unfortunately, what I got was cheesy one liners.
"This place is packed and I can't even imagine trying to keep all the drinks straight in a place like this. It seems as though they'd all be after a perfect tasting drink."
Silly to expect a spot on drink when paying premium at a bar. What a ridiculous notion that is! Despite the shitty drinks, this book does have just about something for everyone's spank bank: voyeurism, exhibitionism, threesomes, piercings, masturbation, BDSM. It's amazing what the authors were able to fit into one read.
I'm not even going to comment on the characters, because, honestly, that's not what this story is about. PAY FOR PLAY is pure smut, which is pretty hot, as is the overall concept of the book. If you can look past the seriously crap dialogue, unlikeable MC's and terrible editing, no doubt this is one you can add to your private time catalog.
Bottom Line: This won't win any literary awards, but for what it is, it'll do.