Men of London 3 : Suit Yourself by Susan Mac Nicol

Title :  Suit Yourself             Word Count : 57,000

Genre : Contemporary Gay Romance

Blurb : Scarred both physically and emotionally after a motorcycle accident, twenty-five year old ex fashion model and porn star Oliver Brown is about to be stripped bare by flamboyant twink Leslie Scott—and they’ll rebuild love from the bottom up.


Twenty-five year old Oliver Brown is addicted. Two years ago, he was at the height of his career as “Nicky Star,” fashion model, porn actor, partier without peer. Then came the accident. Hiding his scars, both emotional and physical, he’s gone into hiding. But fine clothing is some solace. A new suit by Debussy? Better even than a ride on his motorcycle Hulk or all the things he used to give and take on camera.

Enter Leslie Scott, the flamboyant, dark-haired, heel-and-tiny-short-wearing twink sent to deliver Oliver’s newest fix. A firecracker, Leslie is dapper, generous, in touch with his feminine side but all man, and as gorgeous as any garment ever made. He makes Oliver dream of ending his reclusion, of recapturing a future forever denied him. But for that to happen, Leslie would have to strip him to the bone. Only then will they rebuild life from the bottom up.

My Review :  I truly enjoyed this book.  The uber flamboyant Leslie has absolutely no brain to mouth filter. He is too cute for words, such a kindhearted sweetheart.  He definitely makes his interest known when he meets the reclusive, scarred ex-porn star Oliver. Leslie soon realizes that Oliver is a pretty damaged soul who needs to be handled with kid gloves. 

Oliver is definitely attracted to Leslie the first time they meet, but it is hard for him to express that because his scars have left him with a whole bunch of insecurities. Soon , he realizes that Leslie is harmless and accepts Leslie’s offer of friendship. Once they start hanging out as friends, Oliver gets pulled into the light casted by Leslie. He is fun to be around and Oliver quickly falls under Leslie’s spell. 

They finally admit to their attraction  and decide the sexual side of their relationship is worth exploring.  They jump on the sexy train together and boy what a ride it is. They have an amazing connection and this makes for some really hot sex scenes especially with Leslie wearing his thongs and high heels.  Leslie drives Oliver crazy wild. Although he is an ex porn star, their is nobody who can measure up to the  feelings that Leslie inspire in him.

Oliver’s insecurities put forth a dimension of fear that is used against him and rips apart the tenuous hold of their newfound romance. The secondary characters are Leslie’s friends Taylor and Eddie and their significant others Gideon and Draven. They all help Leslie to put back the pieces of his shattered heart when Oliver breaks off their relationship,  despite loving him. Poor Leslie is flabbergasted,  because he thought everything was going great. Little did he know that  there were other forces at work. Oliver’s ex had preyed upon his low self esteem about his looks, making him feel lower than dirt. Oliver gets it in his head that he  is holding his sexy lover back socially and dimming his glow.

When there is a serious accident  close to Leslie’s workplace,  Oliver is going out of his mind with worry. He finds Leslie shell-shocked and helping a friend who is seriously hurt. Oliver tries to patch up their relationship,  but he realizes that he just might be a little too late.

It takes Leslie a few weeks to put the pieces of information together about what really happened when he runs into Oliver’s ex and he brags about tearing Oliver down mentally. Armed with that information and knowing that maybe Oliver hadn’t given up on the relationship because he didn’t want Leslie, led him to find out the truth. The truth leads to them repairing the damage to their unfolding love story and them having wild hot monkey make up sex. I give this my ratings of 4 – lose the underwear. 

Favorite Quotes : 1. He shuddered as he climaxed, his loud cry of satisfaction echoing in the bedroom as he shot his load into Leslie’s waiting and greedy mouth, the rush seeming never to end. He was drained, sated, and as Leslie crept up his body to find his lips and kiss him with a hunger that promised even more, Oliver tasted himself, and the residue of his own fluids in Leslie’s mouth. “Lift your legs up, honey,” Leslie murmured. “I need in you so badly.” He did as he was told and gasped when fingers breached him, already sticky with lube—and when had Leslie done that? Probably when he’d been passed out with the force of his orgasm. Oliver pushed his hole up to those questing fingers, desperate to impale himself deeper. ( It was great to see the effeminate Leslie take charge  and be all manly with Oliver.)