Hi there! Today I’m sharing a review for Laurelin Paige’s new erotic contemporary romance DIRTY FILTHY FIX. I loved her Fixed series, including FIXED ON YOU and HUDSON, so this new crossover novella that brings the Dirty Filthy series into the Fixed world was a total treat. Plus, wow! The erotica… O.O

About the book:
I like sex. Kinky sex. The kinkier the better.

Every day, it’s all I think about as I serve coffee and hand out business agendas to men who have no idea I’m not the prim, proper girl they think I am. With a day job as the secretary to one of New York’s most powerful men, Hudson Pierce, I have to keep my double life quiet. As long as I do, it’s not a problem.

Enter: Nathan Sinclair. Tall, dark and handsome doesn’t come close to describing how hot he is. And that’s with his clothes on. But after a dirty, filthy rendezvous, I accept that if we ever see each other again, he’ll walk right by my desk on his way to see my boss without recognizing me.

Only, that’s not what happens. Not the first time I see him after the party. Or the next time. Or the time after that. And as much as I try to stop it, my two worlds are crashing into each other, putting my job and my reputation at risk.

And all I can think about is Nathan Sinclair.

All I can think about is getting just one more dirty, filthy fix.

How about a yummy taste?

I set down my champagne flute, untouched, and waited, my arms folded across my chest.

But what he said next surprised me. “What kind of life do you envision for yourself? What’s your dream future?” Instead of immediately hounding me about my utter disrespect for the sanctity of marriage, he wanted to listen.

This…was new.

I wasn’t prepared, which sort of pissed me off. Not only because it occurred to me that I could have misjudged Nathan Sinclair, but also because I didn’t exactly have a checklist of plans for myself. I just had things I liked doing that I wanted to continue doing, uninterrupted.

“What is it I want from my life?” I repeated back to him, buying time to think about it.

And then when I did think about it I realized I didn’t need the time. I knew exactly what I wanted. “My own stuff, my own space, steady kinky sex in different locations. Happy? I’m leaving.” I spun on my five-inch heels and walked toward the exit. Irritated.

I didn’t know why I was so worked up, maybe because the whole topic was a sore spot. Maybe because even though he hadn’t given the speech yet, I knew it was coming eventually. I didn’t fit into the traditional world with my viewpoints about happily-ever-afters. I already knew that.

Or, maybe I was worked up because people rarely believed it about me when I told them. They always thought that I was lying to them or lying to myself, but I really didn’t want what society believed I should want in the way they thought I should want it, and I didn’t want to have to argue about it with Nate, because I did truly like him. And I didn’t want to have this conflict. But liking him didn’t mean I wanted to give up who I was just to make him happy.

Instead of talking it to death and arguing my side, it was easier just to go. Get it over with. I could cut the ties now before I liked him even more. Before the string didn’t just tug me back from the clouds, but let all the air out of me, too.

I rushed out into the lobby, assuming he’d let me go, but he followed. And really, that’s what I probably should have expected. He’d already proven he was the kind of guy that chased. Shoe or not, Nate Charming liked his fairytale kink.

And I’d just performed the most cliché move of all for a sexed-up Cinderella—I’d run from the freaking ball.

My Review:
Trish is a gal who knows what she wants: a life of her own. Born the eight of nine daughters in a large Italian famliy, she had to share everything growing up, and she wants to have her own space, her own sex without the needs to share it with any particular person. Trish began appearing as Miss Tee at the Open DOor club several years ago, masquerading, quite literally, as her friend who could afford the high cost of the exclusive sex club. She never takes off her mask, and rarely takes anyone home, just enjoys the lush sexytimes with her many and semi-anonymous partners during the weekly orgy.

It gives Trish a private thrill to know some of the powerful men she encounters and serves in her role as personal secretary to Hudson Pierce spend their time unknowingly pleasuring her via Open Door. She’s kept her personal kink and work lives separate for all this time, until the sexy stranger she can’t not take home turns up at Pierce Industries for a meeting with Hudson. Nate Sinclair is even more attractive away form the Open Door, and he’s willing to make the other six days of the week kinky, too. They play a dangerous game that captures their interest for more than a while, with Nate wanting some level of assurance that Trish is willing to let him in. At the same time, Trish feels compelled to assert her independence. She expects this will drive Nate away, but…well, she’s not right. Both Trish and Nate get off on Trish’s sexcapades, and he’s not averse to sharing if that turns Trish on. He just wants the ability to follow her home, and maybe be invited inside if she likes…

This is a kink-tacular read, but not for folks who aren’t into erotica. Also, don’t expect monogamy. Do expect it to hawter than the sun, and Trish to find her fairy tale prince willing to enjoy her independence while standing at her side. I really liked it. Super fun and sexy.

Interested? You can find DIRTY FILTHY FIX on Goodreads and Amazon (US, UK, CA and AU).

About the Author:
USA Today and New York Times Bestselling Author Laurelin Paige is a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however. When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Game of Thrones or The Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She is represented by Rebecca Friedman.

You can catch up with Laurelin on her website, Facebook, twitter and Goodreads.