Sunday, March 8, 2015

Book Review: City Slicker at the Horny Goat Ranch by Daisy Harris


Blurb:
Keith Kelley doesn’t normally take kindly to strangers, but his flashy new neighbor has long legs, lips made for kissing and might prove too much temptation for a boy hiding his sexuality in rural Idaho. Unfortunately, between working his mom’s goat ranch and land disputes with his wealthy father, Keith has enough problems. He doesn’t need the best sex of his life threatening to expose his precarious secrets.

Real estate developer Max Levin vows to turn the one-stoplight town of Pookataw Valley into a quaint vacation destination…and then leave before the dust clears. Given his next assignment starts in five months, Max shouldn’t start loving the quaint little town—the ranchland, the mountains, even the goats. If only Max could stop thinking about his sexy neighbor and the time they shared in the front seat of Keith’s truck. Because he especially shouldn’t fall in love with a guy who can’t openly love him back.

In a town the size of Pookataw Valley, nothing stays secret for long. If Keith wants to hold onto his birthright, he’ll have to fight for his land and his pride. Most of all, he’ll have to fight for Max before he slips through Keith’s fingers.


Dani's rating:




RANCHER + CITY SLICKER = TOTAL WIN!

This book came out of nowhere, and I really liked it! It was FUN, cute, polished, and entertaining, an easy read with two likable MCs.

(But no actual horny goats, so don't be going there.)

Max works for a land development firm. When he finds himself in bumfucking Idaho, he thinks he's the only gay man on the moon.

Not so, Max. NOT SO.

Sexy rancher Keith hits on Max from day one. Sadly, Keith is scared of his own gay shadow, and Max doesn't know what to do with the rough country boy. Besides lick him all over, of course. What starts off as a friendly-neighbors, then friends-with-benefits arrangement turns into more, MUCH MORE, like lube and massage oil and suck-me-in-this-truck-NOW kind of more.

Keith's mom throws a hissy fit, and Max has to reconcile his concept of home, but the Horny Goat Ranch builds heroes, not quitters.

I loved the juxtaposition of slick, I-wax-all-over Jewish boy with red-neck, yes-I-actually-wear-Western-shirts cowboy.

Keith was up to the task. He even bet he could teach Max a few tricks.

"Bet I can make you call to Jesus." Keith pushed Max back in his seat, and took him in a long, fast suck.

"You know I'm Jewish, right?"

There was some hot lovin' here (probably not enough for my tastes, but I'm a perv like that) and enough feels to make me go googly-eyed.

This is a deliciously light story, fluffy around the edges with some cowboy meat in between. Plus, KIDS (of the goat variety) and a pretty damn sweet epilogue!

I dare you to resist.



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