Dirty Rich Cinderella Story (Dirty Rich, #2) By Lisa Renee Jones


Title: Dirty Rich Cinderella Story
Author: Lisa Renee Jones
Release Date: May 23, 2018

A new sexy standalone from Lisa Renee Jones…
With only nine months left at Stanford, and despite being top of her law school class, Lori Havens takes leave to care for her sick mother. That means she juggles three jobs, the best of which is researcher for novelist, and syndicated columnist of “Cat Does Crime,” Cat Summer.
One evening after finishing up her work at Cat’s apartment building, Lori has an encounter with a sexy stranger, and does something out of character. She goes home with him. The night is perfect, he’s perfect, wealthy, powerful and from out of town. Morning comes, and despite their connection, Lori leaves before he finds out she’s far from the equal he believes her to be. She’s not a charity case and she’s not after his money. She will make her own. In other words, she leaves before her prince charming finds out she’s no princess.
Flash forward a few months, Lori’s mother is healing, and Cat’s husband, Reese, has merged his firm with another and Lori lands an internship there, with school credit and scholarship money.. Everything is falling into place. That is until fate reveals a wicked twist of events and Lori walks into a conference room to find her new boss, Cole Brooks, one of the partners, is her one-night prince charming. One sizzling shared look across a boardroom, and it’s clear: this man is not done with her. It’s not long before Lori is informed that she’ll be working high profile cases with her one night prince charming which will require long nights and travel, starting immediately.




I own you.
With those words, my words, my intent in the air, and my fingers still tangled in Lori’s hair, I kiss her, a deep, possessive kiss meant to claim her, take her, make her mine, if only for this night. And she knows it too, because when my lips part hers, she pants out, “No one owns me.”
“Then, sweetheart, you’ve never been properly fucked.” I slide my hands under her jacket, settling my palms on her shoulders.
“I guess that depends on how you define properly.”
I turn her to face in the opposite direction, dragging the jacket down her arms and tangling it around her wrists, and then I lean in close. “As dirty as possible,” I promise. “And with you on my tongue, in as many ways as we both find possible.”
“Is this how you own me?” she demands. “By binding my arms?”
“As much as I’d like to have you at my mercy, sweetheart,” I say, tossing the jacket aside, and turning her to face me, “I’m selfish enough to want your hands and mouth fully available, in any way, shape, or place you so choose to use them.” I walk us backward, toward the oversized chair made perfectly for the kind of hot, wild fuck in our near future, before my hands fall from her waist. “I want to watch you undress.”
“When do you undress?” she challenges.
“We have one condom, sweetheart. Let’s make it last. Undress for me, Lori.”
Her teeth scrape her bottom lip, and for just a moment, her eyes cut, but not before I see the flicker of nerves in her stare. And right then, I know that I’ve read her accurately up to this point. I know that her control is both a necessity and a wall that protects her. I know that no one has made it safe for her to leave those things at the door. No one has ever seen her really truly naked and the only way that happens, is to do exactly what I’m doing. Push her out of her comfort zone, pull her into the moment, where she forgets the walls, and lives nowhere but here in the moment. That’s the place where nothing exists but the two of us.
Her eyes meet mine again, and I see the decision in them. She’s not going to run like she did on the street tonight. She unzips her skirt, and caresses it down her slender, but curvy hips. It pools at her feet, and she kicks it aside, allowing me to admire her long legs in lacy thigh-high hose, my gaze catching on the slender strip of lace in the vee of her body.
Her fingers catch on the hem of her blouse, and she tries to hide the small, inhaled breath of courage she draws before pulling it and her loose bra over her head. She tosses it, and stands before me, creamy pale perfection in nothing but silk and lace, her breasts high, full, nipples puckered to a pretty pink that will soon be in my mouth. “You’re beautiful,” I say. “Come here.”
“Quid pro quo,” she declares. “I’m naked, you’re naked.”
We’re still doing the push and pull, but I don’t mind, not when my mouth is soon to be all over her body, which means her mouth will soon be all over my body. I don’t want her kneeling before me unless it’s to put her mouth on my cock. That’s not my goal, not this time, at least. It’s to own her, and that means she is so damn present, she can’t think, she can only feel. That takes trust and I decide to meet her halfway. I sit down and take off a shoe, showing it to her before setting it down.
“So now I get a socked foot?” she teases, and I can feel a hint of her tension easing away, her comfort in her own skin begins to settle into place. I can feel her easing into me and the night, letting me glimpse the real woman, not the stranger.
And I find that I surprise myself by how much I want to know this woman, not just fuck her.
“The pants don’t come off with the shoes on,” I tell her, and by the time I’ve removed the second shoe, she’s standing in front of me, every creamy white, naked inch of her. She grabs it and tosses it.
“Now the pants,” she orders, making it clear that she’s no submissive, that she can hold her own, and I fucking love it. “Or the shirt.”
I reach for her hips and walk her between my legs. “You’ve distracted me,” I tell her, my lips brushing her belly, my tongue drawing a circle. She trembles beneath my mouth, and I glance up at her. “You’re owned when you can think of nothing but the person you’re with. Nothing but what they might do to you now, and in the next moment.” I twine the string at her hips in my fingers. “Or where they might lick, kiss, or touch.” I drag her panties down her legs and then lower my mouth to her sex, where I let my breath tease her. “Tell me to lick you,” I order.
Her fingers curl around the material over my shoulders. “No.”
I bite my bottom lip and shake my head. “That’s too bad, because I really wanted to know how you taste.” I nip her hip and when she gives a surprised yelp I lave the wound with my tongue, glancing up at her. “Do you want me to—?”
“Say it, Lori…”


New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT series.
In addition to the success of Lisa’s INSIDE OUT series, she has published many successful titles. The TALL, DARK AND DEADLY series and THE SECRET LIFE OF AMY BENSEN series, both spent several months on a combination of the New York Times and USA Today bestselling lists. Lisa is also the author of the bestselling WHITE LIES and LILAH LOVE series. 
Prior to publishing, Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by the Dallas Women’s Magazine. In 1998 Lisa was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.



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Honestly, I have been in a bit of a “blah” mood with books lately. Maybe not blah, but I seem to be extra picky lately and I am finding that the littlest of things have been annoying me. So I wasn’t all that gung-ho to read this one. Especially not with the whole “ONS…heroine runs…they meet up again months later” setup. That usually means one or both end up having sex with other people in the interim. But…SURPRISE…I ended up enjoying this one quite a lot. It was well written. The pace was OK. One of my issues was that I found the beginning a little slow. It felt like the whole ONS thing (and the aftermath) was dragged out a bit too long when all I wanted was to get to the reunited part of the book. It literally takes 30% of the book to get to that point. I felt like the author could have condensed that 30% a bit and had these two back together sooner. That said, the plot was still engaging enough (especially after the 30% mark) that I never felt the need to skim. I wouldn’t say this one had as much suspense as the previous book. There is some court case stuff, but this couple’s “relationship” is more the focus. Last, it was all wrapped up in an OK happy for now ending. 

COLE…Cole I LOVED. He was really the star of this book. He was hot. He was alpha. He wasn’t a manwhore. He was sweet. He was an excellent lawyer. He had the patience of a saint with Lori <– quite frankly I would have dropped kicked her a$$ five minutes after meeting her. He was great hero material.


LORI…Lori was the second issue I had with this one. I just didn’t like her…AT ALL. I am starting to see a pattern when it comes to this author’s books and heroines, mostly, I never love them. Again we have an annoying heroine that would rather cut her nose off to spite her face instead of accepting help. She was judgy towards Cole because he had money. I mean the whole not wanting him to see her apartment was so juvenile. She was quick to jump to conclusions about OW. I really don’t have anything positive to say about her. She had a shitty attitude that continued for 90% of the book.


This one had a few excellent secondary characters. Cat and Reese are in it a bit. Some of the Walker brothers, and a few new faces. All of them added some good extra depth to the story.


Lowish. surprisingly, I didn’t find this one all that spicy. There were (maybe) three or four sex scenes that were suitably hot. Not much in the way of kink, which surprised me after the spanking during the ONS. 


Medium. Most of the angst came from the heroine and her annoying attitude and need to push the hero away. Neither were virgins. Neither slept with other people during their separation. There wasn’t really any OW or OM drama per se. There was a little scene with her ex and the heroine sees a woman approach the hero at a bar and sit down next to him. Of course, she thinks the worst (roll eyes). Same for later in the book when she AGAIN jumps to conclusions. Lord this heroine annoyed me (lol).


I enjoyed it for the most part. I really do enjoy this author’s writing and her heroes. Her heroines…not so much. Hence why this is rated 4-Stars and not higher. I also thought the beginning was stretched out a bit too much. Both main characters spend a lot of time apart during it and I just felt like the author could have tightened up the plot a bit. That said, a lot of people will love this one (as they should). It will be “safe” for the uber picky peeps (to which I seem to be lately). Therefore yours truly is going to give this one two thumbs up.description


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