Rush by Maya Banks

Rush (The Breathless Trilogy, #1) (Breathless Trilogy (PB), #1)

by Maya Banks

In the first novel in the Breathless trilogy, a man is about to have his fantasies come true with a woman who was once forbidden fruit, and is now ripe for the picking...

When Gabe Hamilton saw Mia Crestwell walk into the ballroom for his hotel’s grand opening, he knew he was going to hell for what he had planned. After all, Mia is his best friend’s little sister. Except she’s not so little anymore. And Gabe has waited a long time to act on his desires.

Gabe has starred in Mia’s fantasies more than once. So what if he’s fourteen years older? Mia knows he’s way out of her league, but her attraction has only grown stronger with time. She’s an adult now, and there’s no reason not to act on her most secret desires.

As Gabe pulls her into his provocative world, she realizes there’s a lot she doesn’t know about him or how exacting his demands can be. Their relationship is intense and obsessive, but as they cross the line from secret sexual odyssey to something deeper, their affair runs the risk of being exposed—and vulnerable to a betrayal far more intimate than either expected.

Reviewed by nitzan_schwarz on

3 of 5 stars

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Rush was, in one, simple word... disappointing. I adore Maya Banks and her writing, which wasn't any exception here - It was a book I couldn't put down. But it felt like a lot of things I've read before, it lacked actual plot, and wasn't up to par with other works I've read of Banks.

Rush was like reading a giant sex-scenes with breaks in the middle, which was the crux of my disappointment. Maya Banks can write stunning love stories, with her Historical books (Never Seduce a Scot, for example), being a few of my favorites in the genre. But in this case, the emphasize seems to be about the physical. I am not a prude, and I enjoy the "naughty" scenes, as I sometimes call them, but I found myself skimming through them because there was just too many of them. If you erase all the sex, there will be left only about 20% of actual plot. It almost felt like the plot was there to be a companion to the sex, rather than the sex being part of the plot.

It also felt like Banks wanted to run through every possible position/situation/way in one book... It was too much. Waaay too much. I mean...

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