Blurb: Caspian Vance~former child prodigy, now an accomplished professor of human sexuality at twenty-six has it all—an IQ that’s off the charts, a stellar career at which he excels, and the drop-dead looks and body that make women spontaneously combust with lust.
He’s been studying sex and women’s behavior since he was sixteen. When it comes to the science of human lust and the rewards of sexual pursuits, he has all the answers.
There’s one thing he knows for sure: “love” has nothing to do with it.
Sex is a basic, primal human need—love is an unstable, emotional complication. Both are present in a person, but completely unrelated. His own world of logic and fact accepts this truth and now. . .
He’s going to prove it.
When Cass takes a sabbatical to research his theory in order to write his third book, he enlists the help of a former lover and now owner of the world’s most exotic and secretive male brothel catering strictly to wealthy older women. On this remote Caribbean island, he uses his keen sense of observation and research to prove “love” is merely a series of chemical reactions in the human brain—nothing more.
Nicola Barrington~ had the perfect life, married to her soul mate.Ten years into her one and only relationship, her idyllic world is shattered by the death of her beloved husband. The loss of her “one true love” sends her into seclusion where she spends the next eleven years pining for the man she still loves.
The beautiful heiress, stays hidden away, her only connection to the outside world being being the hired help and her two close friends. Her friends know Nic has much to live for and are eager to see her find love again. . . and if not love, they would settle for her rediscovering the throes of lust.
As her 40th birthday approaches, her two friends succeed in coaxing her out of her emotionally safe haven to celebrate with a trip to an exclusive resort known for “restoring an older woman’s brilliant, inner glow.”
Caspian’s superiority and logic combined with Nic’s innocence and melancholy are on an imminent collision course. Sometimes even a genius has a hard time figuring out a woman.
I think I have a love /hate relationship with Miss Cory Cyr’s books. I love to hate them, or I hate to love them. I’m still not sure which.
I do love a good erotica. And I have recently been reading the older woman/younger men ones because they are different than my normal M/M ones that I have been reading. This one just didn’t flip my switch.
I found Cas to be immature and self centered. I couldn’t understand how a woman of Nic’s background could ever find that attractive. I also took issue with the fact that what they felt was purely physical, yet, they spoke and thought of each other as if it held more depth. They didn’t get to know each other, it was all sexual. He thought she was hot for a widow and she thought he was hot for a younger guy. That’s it. They didn’t get to know each other on a more personal level and that right there killed it for me. I know I may sound a bit hard on this book but I need more to really suspend my belief.
I found the constant warring of feelings by both MC’s in this book to be monotonous and a bit boring. It took me three days to finish the last few chapters making this my least favorite book by this author so far. The setting didn’t really seem pertinent to the plot either, making me think it was for shock value and not really needed for the progress of the characters in the story line.
All in all I will most likely read another one from this author because I know that she has good books in her. This one wasn’t one of those for me. And I love being proven wrong.