Banking the Billionaire by Max Monroe

My Review:

I absolutely loved this book, I'm not sure how but I think I love Thatch and Cassie more then I loved Kline and Georgia. This book left me laughing out loud, reading with a stupid grin on my face happy.

The characters were so awesome, where you hoped that they were your real friends.

The writing was flawless and kept me entertained, I only put the book down cuz I had to not because I wanted to. Had I had the time I would have finished in one sitting. I love Cassie....you need to meet her more in depth in this book, what's not to love. 

Banking the Billionaire Playlist: https://goo.gl/s243n5

Blurb:
Uninhibited. Sarcastic. Confident. Beautiful.
With a thriving photography career that allows her to travel all over the world and capture the hottest of men behind her camera lens, Cassie Phillips is the woman who can’t be tamed.

Adrenaline-junkie. Jokester. Billionaire. Hot-as-sin.
At six-foot-five, with muscles for days, and that perfect playful smile, Thatcher Kelly is the kind of man you don’t want to deny.

Wild for wild.
Prank for prank.
The two most unlikely of people may be the only ones to see that some personality traits only run skin deep.

Uncensored. Hilarious. And too damn hot to put into words.
Grab a fan and get ready for one hell of a ride because when the opposite of opposites attract, things are bound to get a little messy.

Disclaimer:

The CDC has been notified of the infectious nature of Cassie's craziness, siting her first case of full transmission to Thatcher Kelly. Measures should be taken to counteract its fast regeneration cycle, but avoiding the book is not recommended at this time. The Epilogue is the only known antidote.

Tour Giveaway LINK: 
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Tiny Tease:

I recognized the need to forget all the details and just concentrate on what I knew. And I knew how to eat a f*cking p*ssy.
      The secret was simple.
      It was never, ever the same.
      It could be the same woman, the same day, the same f*cking session, but a woman’s p*ssy is a special kind of woman. She’s picky but f*cking generous, and she gets off on all kinds of wicked sh*t, but her biggest turn-on is variety and a good sense of mood.
      I did my best to listen for Cassie’s cues, her moans and whimpers and the speed of her breath. Did she need it faster or slower, and was the pressure just right? The answer was never consistent, and I f*cking loved it. Every time I earned a reward through the curl of her toes or a squeeze of her knees, it made me work harder.