Jun 29

Priest by Sierra Simone Review


5 Smooches!

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There are many rules a priest can’t break. 
A priest cannot marry. A priest cannot abandon his flock. A priest cannot forsake his God.

I’ve always been good at following rules. 
Until she came. 
My name is Tyler Anselm Bell. I’m twenty-nine years old. Six months ago, I broke my vow of celibacy on the altar of my own church, and God help me, I would do it again. 
I am a priest and this is my confession.

***Priest is a standalone, full-length novel with an HEA.  For mature audiences only.***


 I am not going to lie, I took this book on a whim because I thought it would be silly to read a priest book.  It seemed taboo and kind of ridiculous and I was in the mood for both.  Five percent in I messaged my co-blogger and told her this book was amazing.  When I finished, I called her and told her it was going to be one my absolute top favorites of 2015.  Sierra Simone, you shocked me in the best possible way.  Yes, this book was ridiculously taboo and yes, it was insanely sexy.  But the story.  The writing.  Those two things were phenomenal and took this erotic book to a whole new level of wonderful.

One woman, no matter how hot, was not going to unravel everything I held sacred about the priesthood. She was not going to destroy everything I’d worked so hard to create.

I know, I know.  You are probably thinking what I was.  That this priest has to be douchey and smarmy.  But the truth is that Father Bell blew me away.  He was a real man.  A good priest.  A loving son.  An even more loving brother.  He is plagued with insurmountable guilt right away for wanting Poppie.

Don’t jump her bones.  Don’t fantasize about fucking her tits.  Be a good priest.

Poor Father Bell.  He wants her as much as he wants to help her;  these two parts of him warring the entirety of the novel.  That was the best part.  Not knowing who Father Bell would chose.  God or Poppie.

A baptism by kiss rather than a baptism by water.

The sex in this book was some of the very best I have ever read.  It was sensual and spiritual and so dirty that I could barely wrap my mind around it all.

“How does it feel?”

“It feels like heaven.”

I often felt the heat crawl up face while reading these scenes.  Father Bell would go from a sweet and caring man of the cloth to alpha Tyler in two seconds flat.  He had one of filthiest mouths I have ever read and I loved every second of it.  He was the perfect blend of good and bad and he stole my heart right away.

I wanted to make her crawl, make her beg, I wanted to scrape the skin of her inner thighs raw with my stubble.

The whole of this book is told from Father Bell’s point of view and that was my very favorite thing about this book.  Sierra did a fabulous job writing him.  I sympathized with him.  I loved him.  I understood his need to be faithful to God and his need for Poppie.  He is a character that will forever stay with me and that is because he was written so darn beautifully.  Speaking of writing, I LOVED THE WAY THIS BOOK WAS WRITTEN.  Sierra’s style is very classic and flowery and lovely.  Where did you come from with your beautiful writing, lady?!  I highlighted half the book because it was all so incredibly emotion provoking and lyrical.  I loved this book and I venture to say that it will remain in my top 10 of 2015.  It is going to be a hard act to follow as far as erotica goes.  It is one that I will read again and again and again.

The closeness of her and the closeness of the divine all at the same time was euphoria, bliss, and I was almost dizzy with it, feeling both at once, intoxicated by her and intoxicated by my God.