Permission by TM Frazier – Book Review

Permission (Perversion Series 3) by TM Frazier

3rd in a Now-Completed Trilogy.

“Rage.
Revenge.
Redemption”

As much as I wanted to read Permission by TM Frazier, I almost didn’t want to read it, because that would mean the end of Grim & Trick’s story. I’ve loved this series so much I didn’t want to let go. I was also a bit worried. Would Permission live up to the first two in the trilogy? Of course, I had nothing to worry about!

“I’ve always known that Grim a dangerous man, but I’ve never felt it in my bones before now. He’s all brutality and loyalty. A murderer and a lifesaver. My heart thumps out a warning in my chest that my brain doesn’t receive because all I’m thinking is how much I love this man. How much I need him. Not despite who he really is but because of who he is.”

TM Frazier is never scared to do anything in her stories. Beloved characters get raped, tortured and murdered, so I had no idea what to expect with Permission. Will there even be a happy end? Can there even be a happy end in this town? Permission had a slightly different feel than the first two books that made me wonder for a moment if TM Frazier lost a little of the evil ginger. But that change helped us explore the characters and story just a little bit more, and I liked the change for the final book. Don’t get me wrong. TM Frazier will still shock you, but she will leave you with a better, more hopeful feeling than in Perversion and Possession.

“The question is, do you love her enough to let her go?” 

Lacking is a war zone. The truce is over. Everyone is either dead, almost dead, or in danger of being dead. We don’t know who is on what side. We second guess everything except one thing. Grim and EJ belong together.

But is being together the best thing for them? Does Grim need to let her go so she can find her own happiness? Can they stay together in Lacking and live?

“I dream of a man in a black leather hood, bleeding black roses, and an unbroken heart.”

A lot happens in Permission. It was a wonderful wrap-up to the series, and I see 2-3 potential spin-offs that I would love to read.

“My Life.”
“My Death.”
“My Honor.”
“My Loyalty.”
“For us.”
“For you.”
“For always.”

Likes:

• Well-told, well-paced, another unputdownable addition to my TM Frazier shelf.
• Plenty of surprises.
• A bit of a more hopeful feel.
• Fantastic epilogues.
• Potential spin-offs.

Dislikes:

• There was a pivotal scene that referenced a scene in the 2nd book that I didn’t really remember and drove myself crazy searching through all three books until I finally found it.

The Down & Dirty:

“Being someone’s possession makes you nothing. Giving yourself to someone completely makes you everything.”

Rating: 5 Stars, 4 Heat

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His lips release me all too quickly. The gentle night breeze licks across my wet mouth, cooling my lips.

Grim continues to my neck, sucking behind my ear.
I dig my fingernails into his back as he trails his talented tongue down my shoulder then across my chest until he’s staring at my naked breasts. “Perfect, beautiful tits,” he whispers with such awe it almost sounds like a prayer.
Sucking my nipple into his warm mouth, he toys with it between his teeth and tongue.

I kick out my legs, needing more. So much more.

“Shhhh…I got you, Tricks.”

I groan into the night as he moves to worship my other nipple. I’m in ecstasy and frustrated all at the same time.
He lowers his lips down my body, trailing his lips across my skin, down past my navel. When he reaches my shorts, he tugs at the button. I lift my hips, to assist him in ridding the barrier of clothing between us.

“Tell me if I hurt you,” he murmurs, his breath creates a tingling sensation against my already sensitive and swollen clit.

I can only nod my response because his lips are on me again, silencing my words and consuming my thoughts. He’s kissing me passionately in my most intimate place, parting my pussy lips with his tongue and lapping me up like I’m the most delicious morsel he’s ever tasted. He groans against my core.

I’m holding onto him for dear life, my fingers splayed in his hair to anchor him to me and me to the ground.
Grim massages my inner thigh with one hand while he works a thick finger inside of me with the other. Gently, too gently. There is no pain, only Grim and pleasure and everything I want in the world right here between my legs.
I tense as he sucks my clit into his mouth. A feeling of pure electric heat sizzles throughout my body. My insides ache as the pressure builds and builds from a spark into an uncontrollable raging fire.

He lifts away slightly, teasing me by blowing softly across my wet pink folds. I shutter so hard my teeth chatter. Arching my back, I pull on his hair, greedily and shamelessly grinding myself against his perfect face.
He must like my reaction, because he groans against me, fucking me with his fingers and licking me over and over again like a crazed animal. As if making me come is all that’s important in this world.

“I’m close,” I tell him, pulling his hair even harder, egging him on.

He lets out a guttural groan, flattening his tongue against my clit, stroking it up and down and back again.

The tension I feel within me is borderline pain, twisting me from the inside out. I’m about to burst through my own skin.

Grim lightly bites my clit before sucking it into hard his mouth one last time.

I come apart on a roar of my own, screaming his name into the night. I contract around his tongue, coating it in a flush of wetness I can feel dripping down my ass cheeks as I writhe against his face. The pleasure smashes into me over and over again, shattering me into pieces like a hammer against glass.

For the very first time in my life, I’m happy to be broken.