Poetry on Ice: Jesse H. Reign
This book was stupidly hot. Like, for real? How am I supposed to live my life as a law-abiding citizen with this level of dirty talk and hockey hottness? That is a serious question directed solely to the author.
Robbie and Ant aren't enemies. They're rivals.
When Robbie gets traded to the Vipers ✨️a dream come true✨️ the two clash like titans. Until the coach decides to make them room together to work their shit out.
AND THEY DO.
That comes with EXPLOSIVE dirty talk. And other... things. 🥰👀😳
This story had me unblinking. Ant is my favorite kind of mad bad sad boy with feelings. Robbie is so very "babygirl" sunshine. The team was amazing. The coach was hilarious. Robbie's family was cute. But the absolute stars were Robbie and Ant.
The spicy scenes were perfection.
The Tik Toks.
The inner dialogues.
The bets.
The DECLARATIONS.
The window/mirror.
The app. You know which one.
Ant and Robbie kept me turning the page well past my sleep time. I enjoyed their story SO MUCH and hope book 2 has cameos because I love them.
POETRY ON ICE goes live January 9th. How can you say no to smoke-show hockey hotties?
⚠️ spoilers ---->
The dirty talk was seriously hot though. Ant regularly feminized Robbie, calling him Princess and Baby Girl. There was the ridiculously hot use of p*ssy and c*nt. The memento Ant took of Robbie's first time? Perfection. I think this was as 🔥🔥🔥 as it was because Robbie ATE IT UP. The first blow job scene that kicked off their sexual relationship... that was off the charts hot. Not what happened, per se, but how Robbie reacted. He almost went ✨️mindbreak✨️ totally drifting into the ether by giving head. It was wild.
The scene when Ant threatens to turn Robbie into a toy? Amazing. But not the act itself alone, it was Ant's reaction. He was going to do it. It was his fantasy. But even when he was ready to let go, he thought about seeing Robbie's face instead. You could SEE him catching feelings, not just giving in to Robbie's whims. Like the picture Ant chose to screenshot. Not the one a fuck boy would have chosen. Ant chose the boyfriend picture.
These two had crazy chemistry, and by the end of the book, they were living in domestic bliss. Not gonna lie, I could have read another 200 pages. Jesse is a true artist.
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