Quick Hits: Wolf Bride by Elizabeth Moss + The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest by Melanie Dickerson


Wolf Bride | Lust in the Tudor Court 1 | Elizabeth Moss
Erotic Historical Romance | Sourcebooks Casablanca | May 5, 2015

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I was so excited to read WOLF BRIDE because I love the Tudor Court and anything that has to do with Henry VIII. It was also an added incentive that Lust in the Tudor Court was erotic historical romance and I sure could use a big dose of sexy in my life. 

Sadly, WOLF BRIDE wasn’t what I hoped for. I wasn’t regaled with descriptions of court life, the wardrobe, the silly protocols as the heroine, Eloise Tyrell, was so close to King Henry and Queen Anne. Instead I had pages and pages of sex, angst, more sex, zero courtship, and convoluted conflicts! I almost DNF’d this one but I was on the 88% mark and thought I might as well finish it since I made it that far. But boy was it a laborious 12%. Lord Wolf was a jackass and emotionally handicappped, and he was not sexy (to me at least) at all. In fact, I never understood his motivations and decision making process which further annoyed me. As for Eloise, the girl needs some personality (or a brain) and sass. She obeyed Wolf well but it’s hard to appreciate that when she’s been obedience throughout the novel. Nope, WOLF BRIDE isn’t for me.

The Huntress of Thornbeck Forest | Medieval Fairy Tale Romance 1 | Emily Dickerson
Fairy Tale Retelling | Thomas Nelson | May 12, 2015 
at 47%
THE HUNTRESS OF THORNBECK FOREST by Emily Dickerson is a mash-up of Swan Lake and Robin Hood. I love the premise of this YA novel, after all, Robin of Locksley and the accursed Odette are two of my favorite fictional characters.
I can’t help but feel insecure about not finishing THE HUNTRESS OF THORNBECK FOREST because a lot of people loved it! Almost half way through the novel I felt it was sorely missing something. For example, at this point, I feel we should’ve seen Odette in full Huntress mode. Instead all I got were her arrows left in the forest as clue for Jorgen, the forester and Odette’s love interest. It’s so bland and though we know that Odette and Jorgen are at odds, there’s barely any tension between the two. 
But please don’t take my word for it. A lot of people in Goodreads LOVED THE HUNTRESS OF THORNBECK FOREST so it might be one of those it’s not you, it’e me kind of thing, you know? Give it a go, you might end up liking this title more than I did.

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Loved It: After Dark by M. Pierce

Series: Night Owl Trilogy 3

Format: ARC
Release Date: March 24, 2015 
Publisher: St. Martin’s Press
Source: Author
Genre: Contemporary Erotica

In the final novel of the Night Owl Trilogy from bestselling author M. Pierce, can a passion that has withstood many ordeals become a love strong enough to last a lifetime?

Matt Sky is trying to return to normal, having faked his death and come back to life. He and Hannah move back in together, and Matt attempts to put his demons to rest as they strive to grow their relationship into something durable and honest. But as the two become more and more entangled, and the heat between them intensifies in all the best possible ways, Matt’s desire for Hannah ignites cravings he has kept at bay for a long, long time…

Hannah finally has the life she’s always wanted: she’s pursuing her career as a literary agent at Granite Wing Agency, she is writing her first novel, and she is living with her hot, passionate lover. But as Matt and Hannah explore a new intimacy, Hannah finds that there are parts of Matt—dark, wild, uncontrollable parts—that he has yet to show her…that he has yet to show anyone…Under the surface of Matt and Hannah’s domestic bliss, deeply buried secrets burn, and all of a sudden, the least foreseen obstacle threatens to shatter everything they’ve worked so hard for.

And so it ends. M. Pierce’s piercing erotic trilogy, Night Owl, has come to a close. And this reader is very satisfied with Hannah Catalano and Matt Sky’s HEA.
And just like all epic love stories, our couple went through more shit to prove that they’re worthy of that coveted happily ever after. As if faking a death, breakdowns, meltdowns, and sibling rivalry wasn’t enough, Hannah and Matt now have to deal with domestic issues. In some ways, shacking up is more difficult than what they’ve been through and/or even separation. Why? Because now, Matt and Hannah have to see the real person behind the acade. Privacy is out the window and they now have deal with each others flaws and demons. Hannah can’t look, run, turn away from Matt’s… errr… uniqueness, while Matt must learn how to be a giving, loving partner to Hannah by being less conceited and considerate of her needs and feelings. I guess the hardest part for Matt is learning and accepting that the world doesn’t revolve around him.

AFTER DARK gives us more of Matt. Hannah’s character is very steadfast from the beginning. Matt might have swept her off her feet with his pretty words and consuming passion, but Hannah is a ride or die kinda chick. She sticks around and clings harder when things gets tough. Loyalty may be her strongest suit, but she’s no pushover either. I’ve grown to like this chick, she’s not easily swayed or deterred by other people’s opinions and circumstances. She loves Matt, and for her there’s all there is to it.

Matt Sky is a piece. Of. Work. I mean from the beginning, you can tell that there’s something unhinged about this dude. AFTER DARK explores his madness further, M. Pierce stripped Matt of his theatrics and sexual exhibitions, and finally showed us WHY Matt goes dark sometimes. In so few words, Matt knows nothingness and this became his demon, his shadow for the longest time. It made him paranoid so he gets manic when things are too good, too happy, and lovely, afraid that he’ll lose it all because he has too much of a good thing. So he compensates with superficial things to keep his demons at bay. It’s sad, really, but I think Matt’s reached a degree of equilibrium here thanks to Hannah. All I can say about this is the Sky household will NEVER be boring. Matt and Hannah will keep each other on their toes for the rest of their blissful lives, and that’s all that matters, right?

Series endings are tricky. I’ve read a few horrendous ones and thankfully, AFTER DARK won’t be on that list. Hannah and Matt might be a dysfunctional couple, and they might need therapy for the rest of their lives. But I still found them relatable, likable even, because if you remove all the bullshit theatrics, they dealt with real and normal stuff. As for M. Pierce the author who penned this alluring trilogy, all I can say is this Rabbit (his author photo is a rabbit. Strange things have happened, people! For all we know he’s Velveteen all grown up) can write. His eroticism is tempered with more substantial things like the character’s psyche, emotional state, etc. making The Night Owl trilogy more than a sexy love story. As the story progress, Hannah and Matt’s tale became a life story. And that is the GREAT kind of erotica IMO. Sex is sex, one can slice and dice it in so many ways. It’s the human story behind the proclivities that gets to you. And M. Pierce understands that which makes The Night Owl trilogy, and his future tales a definite read for me.

I love these cover arts! Just like how a series works, the picture is slowly completed with each novel that comes out.

Suped Feature: Red Handed by Shelly Bell + The Erotic, The Romantic

Benediction 2
Shelly Bell
BDSM Erotica
Avon Impulse
March 10, 2015
An exhibitionist who’s waited her whole life to be seen …
After her stepmother is abducted, Danielle Walker has no choice but to follow the kidnapper’s cryptic instructions. Under the guise of a sex slave trainee, she must infiltrate Cole DeMarco’s BDSM club and find evidence of his offshore bank account … or she’ll never see her stepmother alive again. But Master Cole is no stranger, and despite the dark past they share, Danielle cannot resist his magnetic pull.
The voyeur who’s always been watching …
As Danielle begins uncovering Cole’s secrets, the artistic voyeur arouses her deepest desires, and she surrenders to a fiery passion she never expected. But with time running out to save her stepmother, Danielle and Cole will face off against an evil growing more ruthless by the day … and discover a twisted web of lies, betrayal, and murder that neither saw coming.

RED HANDED is yet another thrilling sequel to Shelly Bell’s Benediction series. The tone is very different from the first one, White Collared, and though there are familiar faces, RED HANDED can be read as standalone. 
The novel is way kinkier than its predecessor, SBell takes us to the anals of Benediction where all the fuckery happens. Expect a lot of “plays” to happen here, led by the curvy and vivacious Danielle Walker, as she fulfills her deepest, darkest, most carnal fantasies, starring Benediction Master and former family friend, Cole DeMarco.
And thought this is a story of seduction, something dark and dangerous lurks in the background. Danielle might be on a sexual journey, but her reasons for being in Benediction goes beyond submissive training. She needs to ransom her stepmother from her abductors and only Cole can help her. Expect a few twists, turns, and vicious betrayals here to balance all the sexy times. Also, I advice you read RED HANDED in a place where you can fan yourself (discreetly or in earnest) because this is one VERY HOT read!
Read the first book in the Benediction series also published by Avon Red Impulse. White Collared is a four-part serialized erotic thriller about a young law student who must go undercover at a sex club to prove her client is not guilty of murder. Get more information at www.shellybell.com
I loved White Collared, it was heart pounding from the thrilling mystery down to the smexy stuff. It’s a stellar serial, cliffies in every ending, designed to make you grab the next one and keep on going. 
If you like Lisa Renee Jones or Shiloh Walkers sexy romantic suspense novels, add Shelly Bell’s Benediction to that list and you got an amazing trifecta.

Erotic v Romantic

by Shelly Bell

A couple years ago, I was reading a legal thriller and when it got to the love scene, it was behind closed doors. Maybe it was because I was used to reading romance, but I felt cheated, especially since the romantic relationship was pivotal to the character’s development. As a result, I decided to write something suspenseful and sensual.

For me, erotic suspense must have three story arcs, all relying on the other for full impact. Without the others, the book falls apart. These arcs are the mystery/suspense, the romance and the sexual relationship. The latter is the difference between erotic suspense and romantic suspense.

In an erotic romance, the sexual relationship is vital to the plot. The author can’t simply write suspenseful novel with a lot of hot sex. If you could tell the story without the sex, it’s merely a scorching hot romantic suspense. To write a captivating erotic romance of any subgenre, each sexual act must alter both the hero and heroine in some way. In the Benediction series, my heroes support my heroines in their sexual awakening, allowing the women to free their emotional baggage and embrace their sexual nature. Because of the sexual relationship with the heroine, the hero also undergoes significant changes. These changes are critical to the success of the couple’s romance. In RED HANDED, if Danielle and Cole remain the same sexually from the beginning of the book to the end, their future together wouldn’t work.

Suspense is different from a mystery in that there must be an underlying tension throughout the book, keeping the readers on the edge that something dangerous is about to happen. In the Benediction series, the heroines don’t only solve a crime, but also find their own lives in danger. They don’t know who to trust, and although they want to trust the hero, they can’t rule out his guilt, which complicates their romantic relationship. In erotic suspense, the author has to use various techniques to maintain and increase the suspense. It’s not enough to have a murderer or stalker on the loose. Foreshadowing, symbolism, secrets, and red herrings are just a few of the devices that I use to create an air of danger. In my opinion, in the erotic suspense novel, the mystery is what brings the hero and heroine together, the sex is what bonds them, and the romance is what blossoms out of the circumstances. At its core, the erotic suspense novel is a romance. The readers have to want the hero and heroine to end up together. There must be obstacles keeping the hero and heroine from having their happily-ever-after. That’s the romantic arc of the book and it’s just as important as the suspense and sex. Without it, the book falls flat.

Before writing White Collared and RED HANDED, I’d never thought about all the challenges in writing erotic suspense. Aside from making sure all three arcs are strongly intertwined, I’ve found the biggest challenge to be the fact my books unfold over a short period of time. My hero and heroine have to embark in a sexual relationship rather quickly and sometimes, during dangerous situations. It’s required me to get very creative, but in erotic suspense, that’s not necessarily a bad thing!

A sucker for a happy ending, Shelly Bell writes sensual romance often with a bit of kink and action-filled erotic thrillers with high-emotional stakes for her alpha heroes and kick-ass heroines.

She began writing upon the insistence of her husband who dragged her to the store and bought her a laptop. When she’s not working her day job, taking care of her family, or writing, you’ll find her reading the latest smutty romance.

She currently writes for Avon Red Impulse, Loose Id, and Soul Mate Publishing.

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Quick Hits: Absolute Beginners by SJ Hooks & The List by Anne Calhoun

Absolute Beginners by S.J. Hooks
Absolute 1 | Erotica | Full Fanthom Five Digital | March 18, 2015
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When I saw ABSOLUTE BEGINNERS on NetGalley I felt like I have to read it. First of all, I love how Julia Wilde and Stephen Worthington, the student and professor respectively, are somewhat total opposites, and yet they complement each other perfectly. Julie is this hippie wildchild, very sexual and uninhibited, while Stephen is conservative and has a stick up his butt. Julie had to coax out Stephen’s inner sexual beast and it was a fun role reversal in the bedroom. 
However there’s not much character depth and growth in ABSOLUTE BEGINNERS. Stephen in particular irritated me a lot. I adore sexy geeks and I found his inexperience adorable, but I got so annoyed by his immature ways. Julia’s character was very flat too, there’s not a lot of facet in her character including Stephen’s, and coupled with the stereotypes incorporated, this formula novel fell short in a lot of ways.

The List by Anne Calhoun
Irresistible 3 | Contemporary Romance | Berkley | March 3, 2015
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Why haven’t I read Anne Calhoun before? The girl’s writing is so beautiful reading THE LIST is like eating a very tasty treat. Though this is the third book in the series, I believe the couple featured is a different one and it doesn’t seem like there’s a series arc because the book can be read as standalone. 
That said, THE LIST is labeled as erotica, but to me, it was more like a really poignant contemporary romance that features a couple whose marriage is on the rocks. Matilda Davies (shop owner) and Daniel Logan’s (FBI agent) love story is of the whirlwind type and the book opens with the couple in therapy because Tilda wants a divorce while Daniel doesn’t. The story is then told in flashback with Daniel narrating the story of how they met, fell in love, and eloped. But things got complicated in a lot of ways and Tilda felt very overwhelemed and eventually withdrew from Daniel and their marriage. 
I loved their love story, it’s very daring and romantic IMO. Daniel is such a lovely guy, he really fought hard for his marriage and really batted for Tilda. He made excuses for her even when it’s obvious she’s gotten cold and distant from him. Tilda I connected with, I don’t know why I related to her character so much. Maybe it’s the paradoxes of her character? Or maybe it’s her penchant for the old-fashioned? I just love her drive and strength. Tilda is a carefree, unabashed, self-made woman who runs cold on the inside and in molten on the inside. 
The reason THE LIST wasn’t a solid 5-cauldron for me is because ACalhoun held off of Tilda’s backstory until almost the end. So for most of the story, I’m left on the ledge, wondering WHAT Tilda’s problem is. It wasn’t a dramatic revelation and Tilda’s history wasn’t that bad, and I liked that it wasn’t over the top. Just normal baggage that snowballed into something bigger as time went by which resulted to Tilda lacking skills to deal with strong emotions such as love. Overall I recommend THE LIST to romance lovers and readers. I can’t say enough how beautiful this novel is.

Life happens Tilda. You don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing until later.
Life’s going to come at you. You have to take the joy when you can.

Loved It: Tamed by Stacey Kennedy

Series: Club Sin 5

Format: eGalley
Release Date: March 10, 2015
Publisher: Loveswept
Source: Publisher via NetGalley
Genre: BDSM Erotica

USA Today bestselling author Stacey Kennedy returns to the tantalizing world of Club Sin in an enticing novel of control and surrender.

Porter Marshall has nearly achieved his goal of becoming a Club Sin Master, but his new sub poses a much bigger challenge than he anticipated. Despite their mutual attraction and red-hot dungeon sessions, Kenzie Hart plays her own games. Her bratty, you-can’t-break-me attitude masks terrible personal hurt—pain that only the exquisite touch of a skilled Dom can release. But when Porter suggests taking their connection to the outside world, Kenzie denies him . . . which only makes him want her more.

Kenzie can’t ignore the raw, fierce bond she has with Porter. But she can’t give in to his dangerous demands, either. Is the passion they share real, or is he using her to solidify his status at Club Sin? And yet, who else can she trust with the shattering secrets she holds within? As Porter expertly brings her to the point of no return, Kenzie surrenders her body—and, piece by piece, her heart.

Tamed is an erotic romance intended for mature audiences.

Once again, Stacey Kennedy delivered an emotionally and sexy novel. TAMED is the latest addition to her highly addictive and swoony BDSM erotica series, Club Sin. This time it’s the stubborn but sexy librarian submissive, Kenzie, and hot and beefy po-po Dom, Porter, Cora’s (Bared) ex. As you’ve probably noticed, the characters are somewhat connected and that’s something I love about this series. Though the books can stand strong on its own, the whole series follows one timeline giving it a sense of continuity. It’s like each installment is still relating what’s happening in Club Sin and the cast are taking turns narrating it.

Porter isn’t exactly my type, big and beefy, but it’s impossible not to like/love the guy because he’s like this giant (and rich) teddy bear! Strong, gentle, protective, and fierce. Kenzie might be stubborn, but Porter is made of stronger stuff, finally bringing the precocious and notorious sub to her knees, pun intended! Now I might have forgotten some details, I’m not sure if Porter’s backstory has been shared in Bared when we first met him. I say this because I didn’t really get a lot of dirt on Porter in this book. I don’t know if his taste for dominance and BDSM is coming from a place of damage and hurt or if he’s one of those people who just likes it rough for the purpose of recreation. I might have to skim Bared again for that, but if you’ve read it, please save me some time and feel free to jog my memory!

TAMED is completely Kenzie’s story. Finally we understand why this chick is so! I love that SKennedy didn’t go for the extreme and made Kenzie’s backstory totally tragic. It’s sad, yes, but it’s not one of those Law & Order:SVU episodes, if you know what I mean. Kenzie has abandonment issues because her family died in close succession. And now that she’s going through a rough spot, all of these painful memories have resurfaced, making her feel alone, helpless, causing her to act out in the club and distant, cold, and distracted outside. Much to Porter’s delight because one can’t be a disobedient sub. He’s a Dom after all and she likes getting “punished” so I guess it works?

Naturally things were sorted out between them. It was an emotional ride for these two, but not overly done. For a kinky novel, these two still appears to be normal, and I underline that word because this sense of normalcy is what makes Club Sin stand-out. I’m tired of bored rich people and all their damaged goods. I’d like to believe that kink isn’t exclusive to their type and average people, like me, can partake in the fantasy out of enjoyment. SKennedy gives me that sense… except for the middle class part, the men are moneyed. Yet it doesn’t hurt to step into their subs shoes and play the part of a kept girl. Oh, to be free of financial stress if only for a couple of hours!

Anyways, if you’re looking for a different kind of erotica that has MORE story, LOTS of heart, and TONS of sex, Club Sin just might do the trick for you.

STACEY KENNEDY is the USA Today bestselling author of the CLUB SIN series. Growing up, Stacey’s mind wandered the path less traveled and that path most often led to love. She has always broken rules and she continues to feed off emotion – staying true to her heart. Those traits are now the bones of her stories. She lives in southwestern Ontario with her husband, who puts any of the heroes in her books to shame, and their two young children. If she’s not on mom duty or plugging away at a new story, you’ll find Stacey camping in the summer, hibernating in the winter and obsessing over Penny Dreadful, Game of Thrones and Sons of Anarchy. 

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Quick Hits: All of Me by Lisa Renee Jones & Bringing Home the Bad Boy by Jessica Lemmon


Yup! I’m starting this week in a VERY lazy fashion. I hope you have an awesome week, Supies!

All of Me | Inside Out 6 | Lisa Renee Jones
Erotic Suspense | February 2, 2015 | Gallery Books

I’m up to my neck with happily ever afters and I LOVE IT! Chris Merit and Sara MacMillan is one of my favorite kinky couples and I’m so happy they finally got to say their “I Do’s”! ALL OF ME, the last Inside Out Series novel was short, super sweet, very spicy, with a hint of suspense to keep us wanting for more! 

I love that LRJones didn’t make ALL OF ME unnecessarily long by including other characters’ storylines that would’ve muddied up this sweet story. It was entirely about Chris and Sara and I can’t help but swoon and be swept by how much they love each other. Yes, I am jealous because who doesn’t want to have a man/hubby like Chris Merit?! Forget his movie star good looks and fat bank account, the man is a good lover and a better friend, there’s not much to complain about! Same goes for Sara, she has been Chris’ rock, wall, and ground, Chris would be stupid to let her go.

Fans of the Inside Out will definitely love this ending. Also don’t fret because this world is far from over, Chris and Sara might have bid us goodbye but according to LRJones, Ella’s story, Sara’s friend and the original owner of Rebecca’s Journals, is getting her own story soon! It’s crazy suspenseful I can tell, I’m getting a white slavery/Euro mob vibe from it and I can’t wait to ride this new roller coaster LRJones has in store for us! Also I hope Mark Compton’s novellas continue, I’d like to read more of his relationship with Crystal and hopefully they get to say their I Do’s soon too!

The Novels
The Novellas

Bringing Home The Bad Boy | Second Chances 1 | Jessica Lemmon

Contemporary Romance | January 27, 2015 | Forever

Who doesn’t love second chance romances?! BRINGING HOME THE BAD BOY reminded me a lot of my fave small town series, Bad Boys of Crystal Lake (Juliana Stone), with it’s small town feel, characters that has intricate histories, touching romances, and like the series name, a second chance to finding happily ever after.
Now BRINGING HOME THE BAD BOY had me all torn up. See the couple are connected by Rae, Evan Downey’s deceased wife and Charlotte Harris’ best friend. On one hand, I feel uncomfortable about their relationship because it felt incestuous and made me wonder if they’ve always been attracted to each other. On the other hand, Jessica Lemmon effectively depicted Evan’s mournful state over Rae’s death and Charlie’s grief and guilt over losing her bestie and “encroaching” on her family. 
Evan and Charlie’s relationship might not have had a “clean” start in that they come with a lot of unique baggage from the beginning. I loved that part though because it felt very realistic, and I saw how much Evan and Charlie loved Rae. And aside from their heartfelt courtship, both Evan and Charlie did the proper steps to validate their feelings for each other and making sure it has permanence than a mere hook-up. On a personal note, Evan just SMOLDERED throughout BRINGING HOME THE BAD BOY, Charlie (and myself) didn’t really stand a chance against his charms. 
JLemmon, you made a fan out of me, rest assured I willbe following Second Chances closely.

Suped Up: The King by Tiffany Reisz

Series: The Original Sinners 6 | The White Years 2

Format: eGalley
Release Date: November 25, 2014
Publisher: Harlequin MIRA
Source: Publisher via NetGalley
Genre: Erotica

Cunning. Sex. Pure nerve. Only this unholy threesome can raise him to his rightful place as a ruler of Manhattan’s kink kingdom.

Bouncing from bed to bed on the Upper East Side, Kingsley Edge is brilliant, beautiful and utterly debauched. No carnal act or chemical compound can relieve his self-destructive heartache—only Søren, the one person he loves without limit or regret. A man he can never have, but in whose hands Kingsley is reborn to attain even greater heights of sin.

Kingsley’s plan to open the ultimate BDSM club—a dungeon playground for New York’s A-list—becomes his obsession. His expertise in domination can’t subdue the one man who wants to stop him. The enigmatic Reverend Fuller won’t rest until King’s dream is destroyed, and so the battle lines are set; it’s one man’s sacred mission against another’s.

Rich people don’t look rich. When you have enough money, you don’t have to impress anyone. – Kingsley

It hurts coming back to life. It’s brutal, dirty business…It’s never easy-resurrection. It’s violent and it hurts. -Soren

Every time I see a Tiffany Reisz release I get excited. She’s my addiction and her books are like Christmas morning to me. To say that I’m fangirling over THE KING is an understatement and you know it’s serious when GIFs are busted out like this…
For all intents and purposes, THE KING is how the 8th Circle (which is a joke at the expense of the priest), Kingley’s exclusive BDSM Club, came to be or as Mr. Edge puts it, how Søren saved his life yet again. Suffice to say that it’s a colorful and sensual backstory filled with beautiful people, Jesus freaks, hypocrites, and the staple pleasure and pain. Like every other The Original Sinners novel, THE KING is yet another unconventional love story, it’s touching, pure, and horrific all at the same time. TReisz word not mine, she said she writes horror and one can look at it that way, I know a lot of you didn’t quite warm up to The Siren.
Of TReisz unholy trinity, Kingsley Edge is my favorite. Though I have a girl crush on Nora, awed by Søren, Kingsley holds the tenderest part of my heart. I don’t know why exactly, I think it’s his reliability that endeared him to me the most. Everyone took their sabbatical, licked their wounds, and done their own shit but Kingsley is the only person who remained constant throughout, he’s the glue that holds everyone together and IMO the person who truly loved unconditionally. It takes a big heart and an even bigger person to love equally (like loving Nora as much as he loved Søren) without feeling jealous or possessive. Kingsley is like Nora in some ways, his approach to love is innocent and trusting and it takes a lot to lose that love once he bestows it on you.
It’s also worth noting that The White Years seems to have more plot and less sex compared to The Read Years. No complaints here, I’ll take what I can get as far as TReisz is concerned, but I want to underline that observation because it matters especially if I’m trying to convince y’all to pick up and read The Original Sinners. Don’t get me wrong, there’s still some pretty vicious sexy scenes in the past couple of books but if I were to quantify it, it’s lessened significantly. Personally it doesn’t take away from the story, it’s equally powerful like the The Red Years but in a more emotional way.
I know The Original Sinners can be a tough read but since this quadrilogy, The White Years, precedes The Red Years in terms of timelines, you might benefit from reversing the order and reading this first, ease yourself to TReisz brand of erotica and slowly work yourself up to The Red Years which some people consider dark erotica because of its hardcore BDSM elements. I guess The Original Sinners can be considered and acquired taste, then again I always veer off conformity so Kingsley & Co. has and always will be a perfect match for me.

The Novella & Serial

The Red Years
The White Years

Suped Up: I Belong To You by Lisa Renee Jones

Series: Inside Out 5

Format: Paperback
Release Date: November 18, 2014
Publisher: Gallery Books
Source: Publisher
Genre: Erotic Suspense


Being that person, that man is how I define myself, how I allow the rest of the world to define me as well. And now, with a terrible loss shredding me inside out and someone trying to destroy my family to punish me, control is more important than ever. It is everything. It is what I need. It is all I need. Or maybe I just need…her.

Have you ever found yourself loving someone you were so bent on hating? Sucks musky hairy balls right? Like you want to gag but it’s so good you don’t want to let it go. Yup, that disgusting metaphor is what I BELONG TO YOU by Lisa Renee Jones did to me courtesy of the enigmatic, Mark Compton.

I’ll cut to the chase, when I started this series I have no love for Mark, I’ve made up my mind about the man early on and decided he’s a creep. However LRJones with her unending plot twists and turns decided to make Mr. Compton likable, heck lovable even! So much so that I want a solid spanking from the indomitable Mark Compton and it will be my pleasure to do so.

What can I tell you? I BELONG TO YOU can be read as stand-alone but if you’re following the series and have read Mark’s novellas, this is the culmination of his courtship with Crystal, the only woman he can’t make submit the way he wanted her to. Or can’t he? I love the tug of war between these two, Mark and his kink, Crystal and her vanilla ways. I found myself empathizing with Crystal from a romantic standpoint. I’m boringly vanilla but all I-Am-Woman-Hear-Me-Roar and I think I’ too would have a problem signing that infamous contract relinquishing control to someone when I’m most vulnerable. At the same time I sort of get where Mark is coming from, BDSM for him isn’t a frivolity, it’s a necessity, it’s his way of processing emotions, intimacy, etc. so it was a conundrum.

Of course they managed to figure it out, it was painstaking and it turned out to be such an emotional and affecting love story. There was some tension-filled back and forth between the two, the catharsis was difficult but necessary for them to meet in the middle. All I can say is Mark’s at the right place at the right time, he’s vulnerable in a lot of ways from Rebecca’s death and his mother’s battle with cancer and these things made him realize a lot of things. One can say that it opened the cold chambers of his heart and Crystal was available to help him warm it up. I so love the conclusion of this arc, it made me aww and squee!

As for the Rebecca’s murder, the investigation is still ongoing and Mark is still a point of interest. The press is hitting him left and right not to mention many attempts to his reputation and life including Crystal’s. LRJones has a knack for inserting thrilling situations like harassment, assault, bomb threats, perfectly timed devices to give us a well rounded suspenseful erotica. So you get a lot of BANG for your buck… Bang! Get it?

Anyway, I BELONG TO YOU is a masterful, heart pounding, sexy installment. I’m imagining this particular novel being played out on TV as the series is being developed by Starz, and if they do it right, it’ll be one heck of a show that I’m sure a lot of people will get addicted to. I’m so happy that the books didn’t stop after the third one as originally planned, I love the series so much and the story just keeps on expanding as more secrets are revealed and more players are roped in to this romantic but at times, sordid tale. Can’t wait!

The Novels
The Novellas

Loved It: Freed by Stacey Kennedy + Giveaway

Series: Club Sin 3.5

Format: eGalley
Release Date: November 4, 2014
Publisher: Loveswept
Source: Publisher via NetGalley
Genre: BDSM Erotica

Fans who can’t get enough of USA Today bestselling author Stacey Kennedy will love this wicked, wild spinoff novel that explores how sexy life can be outside Club Sin.

Mary Schmidt knows only too well how thrilling a Master’s touch can be. Her husband, Charles, had been her ultimate fantasy, a seducer in the erotic dance of dominance and submission. She misses the sensual lifestyle they shared, but mourns him so deeply she cannot bear to embrace her submissive needs with another Dom—until a man who exudes temptation reawakens desires she can no longer deny.

Elliott Foster is dazzled by Mary. He instantly knows that she’s the woman he’s been waiting for—a woman who turns games into need. As her Master, he dares to unlock the deepest pleasures of her flesh, releasing her from pain and healing her mind. When Mary’s lithe body comes to life under his, he knows their connection goes beyond sex. Now that he has found the perfect woman, the perfect partner, the perfect submissive, he desires only to give her everything she craves.

Freed is an erotic romance intended for mature audiences.

I think some of you will agree that the genre has been saturated by billionaire playboys and their virginal playthings that most of the books are starting to blend together. So we have to stick to what works and Stacey Kennedy’s Club Sin is one of three BDSM erotica series that I faithfully follow because the plot is as solid as the play. 
FREED is a novella, it’s not too short as to compromise the development of the plot and has the right length to show a lovely story between two people who have loved, lost, mourned, and learned to love again. Both are in their 50’s but their age doesn’t really make a difference. Love is love and every story is beautiful in its own way, right? Mary is a widow of 5 years and have been a loyal and faithful to the memory of her Dom and husband, Charles to the point where she’s denying herself happiness in fear of tarnishing his memory. While Elliott is a dashing divorcee who’s been longing for a life partner in and out the lifestyle. There was instant attraction when the two met and I enjoyed how straightforward their intentions were for each other and even if things started sexual for them, it didn’t feel like a cheap lay.
Inasmuch as I like young love, I have a better appreciation for a couple who are in the age bracket of Mary and Elliott. They have a certain level of understanding when it comes to life experiences and what it does to a person and they sure do know the balance between patience and persistence and the wisdom to exercise which one to use at a given moment. Elliott was consistent in courting and pursuing Mary, respectful of her history with Charles, understanding her loss, and very accepting of her insecurities and doubts. I love how he never failed to reassure Mary that she’s beautiful and that she’s the one for him, he never wavered and remained by her side until Mary finally realized that Charles wanted her to be happy and did not want her to remain a grieving widow for the rest of her life. 
Now I have to be honest, BDSM featuring an older couple had me doubting, SKennedy eased all of it from the first chapter. FREED was a beautiful love story, very in tune with the emotions rather than the physical and superficial characteristics. The focus was on Mary and Elliott’s chemistry with the physical attraction taking a backseat. Like Mary was insecure about her stretchmarks and lack of muscle definition but Elliott saw it as her “battle scars” and found perfection in her imperfections. I promise you I swooned over Elliott for this alone! He always made Mary feel like she’s the most beautiful girl in the world and who doesn’t want that right? 
So if you’re a fan of this series, please pick it up. You can also read FREED as stand-alone and who knows, you might like it, enough for you to pick up the rest of the series. Club Sin is one of the better BDSM erotica series out there, this is quality work people and not some cheap smut hiding behind “erotica” that I can guarantee. 

Mary drove past the iron gate minutes before six o’clock and up the cobblestone driveway toward the Georgian-style mansion. Set back from the road, the redbrick residence was decorated with black shutters and white pillars. Flowers embellished every inch of the grounds, as did olive and Australian willow trees. Dmitri Pratt and Presley Flynn’s home was breathtakingly beautiful yet commanding in its own way, too.
She approached the circular portion of the driveway, and parked her car behind a limousine. As she turned off the engine to her Mercedes convertible, Mary tried to figure out whom the limo could belong to. Since the chauffeur was waiting patiently in the vehicle, she doubted it belonged to her dear friend Dmitri. Besides, he had always preferred to drive himself.
Curious now, she grasped the wine bottle off the passenger seat, and as she exited the car the stifling Vegas air engulfed her. Her high heels clicked against the stone driveway as she made her way to the dark hardwood front door. When she reached the entrance and knocked, the light breeze fluttered the hem of her mauve sundress.
Only seconds passed before the door opened, and Dmitri’s girlfriend, Presley, greeted her, wearing a strapless yellow baby-doll dress. Mary thought even with dark eye makeup around her gorgeous emerald-green eyes and her curled blond hair, Presley still looked much younger than Mary’s own fifty years.
“I’m so glad you could make it, Mary,” Presley said with her sweet smile. “It’s nice to see you again.”
Mary returned the smile, stepping into the house and hugging her friend tightly. Since Presley had come into Dmitri’s life, she had made it a point to invite Mary over for a weekly dinner. At first Mary had refused the kind offer because she worried it would bring back too many memories. Dmitri reminded her of her late husband, Charles, whom she missed dearly. Though after Presley’s numerous invites Mary felt rude saying no. Now she enjoyed their get-togethers, even looking forward to them. She released Presley and said, “Thank you for having me. How are things?”
“Couldn’t be better. I told you, or I think we talked about, my hours at the clinic being cut back, which is good and bad financially, of course, but it’s giving Dmitri and me more time together.” Presley’s soft, gentle voice was so welcoming.
“Wonderful news.” Mary offered the bottle of wine. “A treat for dinner tonight. A nice white that I think will complement whatever you’re serving.”
“Yum. Thank you. Let’s go into the kitchen and talk a bit before we eat.” Presley turned and headed in that direction, her curls bouncing around her shoulders.
Mary smiled, as Presley reminded her a lot of herself when she was twenty-five years old—passionate about life. She removed her high heels, leaving them at the door like she always did, and looked around the foyer. A huge balcony curved around the entire upper floor, leading to a grand wooden staircase. Dmitri’s interior designer, someone that Mary had recommended when he built the home just over four years ago, had outdone herself. From the art on the walls, to the decorative sculptures, the house exuded wealth. One of her favorite paintings was the Edgar Degas—she wasn’t sure if it was a print or an original, Dmitri could afford either. She always admired the entrance no matter how many times she’d seen it before.
Her gaze lowered to the cherry hardwood floors, and her stomach tightened. In the basement was a secret not many knew of unless they were members of the elite and exclusive BDSM dungeon Club Sin. A club that Mary had never attended—in fact, she had no idea what it looked like, only that the club existed.
Even if Dmitri owned the dungeon and would no doubt allow her membership, many of the members were his close friends and presumably closer to his age, thirty-five years old, or younger. It was one thing to visit your friends’ home for dinner; it’s quite another to have a dialogue half naked and dressed for play. Besides, most of Club Sin’s members were still single and she doubted any of them had children—the differences in their lives were vast, and therefore playing at the club lacked in appeal in more ways than one.
After Charles, her husband and the father of her children, and also her best friend and Dom, passed away, just over four short years ago, her need to play in BDSM clubs died with him.
She sighed through those still-painful memories and followed Presley when she heard voices coming from the living room. Glancing to her left, she noted Dmitri sitting on one of the leather couches. His features were stern and focused on his conversation until his eyes met hers; then he smiled.
With his blond hair and piercing blue eyes, Dmitri was a handsome young man. Though she’d known Dmitri for more than ten years, the relationship between them had always been strictly platonic. “Mary,” Dmitri said, waving her into the room. “Please come in.”
She immediately noticed another man with a dark head of hair showing hints of gray on the sides. When he rose from his seat, her breathing faltered and her gaze drank him in.
“Mary Schmidt,” Dmitri said. “Please meet Elliott Foster.”
Elliott was tall, at least six-foot-three, and compared to Mary’s five-foot-six frame, he towered over her. He had a powerful physique, obviously a man who cared for himself and lived a healthy lifestyle. It’d been quite a while since she’d allowed herself to have an interest in another man, but this guy, she couldn’t look away.
He was undeniably gorgeous, and he looked to be right around her age.
Excitement shot through her when the side of Elliott’s mouth arched in a half-smile. He offered her his hand in greeting. “It’s my pleasure.”
“Likewise.” Mary slid her hand into his and heady warmth seeped from his strong fingers into hers; she felt drawn in to his spell.
His grip tightened slightly and he observed her. Nervously, she shifted on her feet from side to side, suddenly very unsure in her own skin.
She removed her hand from his, and couldn’t help but cast her gaze downward. Partly anxiety but partly a result of his presence, a natural response for her, and unfortunately something he would also detect and understand himself.
A long pause passed before Dmitri cleared his throat, drawing Mary’s attention. “Elliott is a close friend. We do a lot of business together.” His normal conversation pulled her back into their surroundings.
“Oh, do you work at the casino as well?” she asked, keeping her focus on Dmitri, attempting to settle the racing of her heart. Without having Elliott confirm it, she knew he was a Dom—for those in the lifestyle, it was instinctual. She could tell by his observation of her, the knowing smile, and the desire in his eyes. Possibly even in the way he commanded his space within the room. She didn’t know if he played at Club Sin or somewhere else, but experience led her to identify a sexual Dominant.
“I invest in many companies,” Elliott replied, his voice smooth and alluring, holding mystery. “Dmitri’s casino is one of them.”
She sensed his stare and peeked at him. When their eyes locked on each other, her stomach somersaulted. She realized this was the first time she’d been around a mature Dom since Charles had died.
The effect rattled her, because she was aroused, interested, and she liked it.
An unnerving ache sizzled between her thighs, reminding her she’d been neglecting her own needs. When Charles was alive their relationship was very sexual and they enjoyed their play in and out of the dungeon. She’d always been a submissive and fiercely reacted around a Dom. Now she realized she still craved the power a Dominant held—the confidence, and the kink he could offer.
Dmitri said, “We’re looking to expand at the casino, so I casually was inquiring to see if Elliott might want to be involved.”
Elliott smiled, yet it was his chocolate-brown eyes that held Mary’s focus. They were commanding, capturing her as he said, “And I casually said yes.”
Dmitri laughed at Elliott’s remark, but Mary couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t ignore the heat coursing through her. This man had a serious effect on her and she wasn’t sure what to do about it.
Someone brushed against her arm, drawing her gaze away from Elliott’s stare. She inhaled sharply, discovering Presley had entered the room. An awkward moment passed as Presley looked from Mary to Elliott, then her smile beamed. “You know, I made a little extra for dinner tonight. Would you like to stay, Elliott?”
Mary tensed, awaiting his answer. On one hand, she would enjoy knowing more about this man; on the other, heady guilt was riding her for even thinking that. She still missed Charles. She still loved him. In her heart, she still belonged to her Dom.
Elliott’s gaze zeroed in on Mary before his grin turned devilish. “I would love to stay for dinner, thank you.”
“Just give us a few more minutes, doll,” Dmitri said to Presley and motioned to the papers on the glass coffee table. “We’re just wrapping up the details.”
Mary clenched her teeth, sensing Elliott’s focus remaining on her. She instantly shivered and swore his stare was similar to fingertips dragging over her flesh. Doing her best to hide her unexpected reaction, she followed Presley into the chef’s kitchen. She inhaled the warm hints of spices and settled her hip against the island, narrowing her eyes on Presley.
Presley gave a tight smile. “He’s handsome, isn’t he?”
“Presley,” Mary warned.
“I’m just saying, he is.” She laughed softly. “Besides, isn’t it nice to meet someone else in the lifestyle?”
Mary frowned. What is this? Is she matchmaking tonight?
Though Presley was referring to the relationship of a submissive and Dom when the two lived the BDSM lifestyle, enjoying the power exchange and kink, Mary hadn’t been involved in it since Charles passed. “If I wanted to meet others in the lifestyle, I would have arranged it myself, without your meddling.” She crossed her arms. “I didn’t come here tonight for a date, if that’s what you thought you were arranging.”
Presley opened the oven and peeked in before she glanced over her shoulder. “It’s not like I planned it or something. I don’t mean to step on toes or anything, but I thought it’d be rude not to invite him to stay for dinner. Even if Elliott wasn’t in the lifestyle, I still would have asked him.” She shut the oven and added, “Why, does it make you uncomfortable?”
Mary withheld her response, knowing it shouldn’t make her uncomfortable. If Elliott wasn’t a Dom, having another dinner guest wouldn’t be a problem. Yet she sensed something with him that made her feel unsteady. The heat burning through her reminded her she was attracted to him and that he was a Dominant, a man who was skilled in controlling women and getting what he wanted.
She lifted her chin, forcing the thoughts away. She was no longer a submissive and certainly was not going to act on her body’s response to him. Her fingers absentmindedly reached for her diamond necklace—Charles’s claim of her—which was the collar that marked her as his. No one could replace him. “You’re right. It would have been rude of you not to ask him. Just no matchmaking, got it?”
“Of course,” Presley replied with a smile. She moved toward the counter, grabbing the tray of buns. “But maybe it’ll be nice to talk with someone who isn’t”—she glanced over her shoulder and grinned—“my age.”
Mary laughed, picking up the bowl of summer salad. Nice way of not saying she was old, she thought. Regardless of the years between them, she’d grown fond of Presley in the few months she’d known her.
Though lingering tension followed Mary as she walked through the kitchen toward the circular dining room, she could not be happier for Dmitri and all of the success he had achieved as well. When Charles first hired him to work at the casino, Dmitri had seemed strained, as if something heavy was weighing on him. His years of employment with her late husband was how she’d got to know Dmitri, and over time he became more relaxed and another part of their family. Not only had he and Charles gotten along very well, but Dmitri was a Master and needed to release that controlling nature, so when he got involved in the lifestyle he became a more well-rounded young man.
Charles had introduced Dmitri to Chains, a local BDSM club, and mentored him. They had known Dmitri since he was in his twenties, and he had gone from a kid who struggled through life to a confident thirty-three-year-old man.
Her late husband would have been proud of the man, and Dom, Dmitri had become.
Mary entered the dining room and placed the salad on the antique table, knowing Presley’s intentions were good. Perhaps Presley thought Mary was missing something in her life.
Maybe she was.
She’d always known she’d lost a piece of herself when Charles passed away. In the year Charles was sick with terminal pancreatic cancer, she hadn’t been interested in anything sexual at all. She only wanted her husband well again. Then in the years since his death, she hadn’t watched a BDSM scene, except for a few adult movies, which were much different from being in the club and seeing a live display.
It’d been a long time since she had sex or any sexual physical contact, with or without the kink she had once craved and needed in her life. She sighed as she aligned the fork next to the plate and noticed Presley watching her. “All right, spit it out.”
Presley looked down, fiddling with a napkin. “Do you think you’ll ever date again?”
“I’ve already met the man I was meant to be with and he’s gone.” Presley’s eyes saddened, but Mary pushed past the thickness in her throat. “You don’t get two chances at something that beautiful.”
Forty-five minutes later, Elliott sipped his scotch on the rocks, leaning against the cool, dark brown leather chair in the sitting room. His stomach was full and he was now regretting that second helping.
Hearing voices in the distance, he glanced toward the kitchen, listening to Mary laughing with Presley as they finished cleaning up. He had offered to help, but both women responded with a resounding no. He smiled, letting the scotch warm him.
With the home’s open floor plan they could see each other across the way, and Mary clearly felt him staring—when she looked up directly at him all the blood in his body pooled into his cock. Brown eyes that held a gentle soul, yet a fiery confidence, watched him. Mary’s features were delicate; she had a thin nose and long, shaggy brown hair that surrounded her oval face, with bangs that fell over her brow. The faint creases he noticed earlier around the corners of her eyes showed her age—early fifties, Elliott figured.
She looked at him for a moment longer before she turned to Presley and laughed at something Presley had said. Elliott’s world faded with the power of Mary’s smile. Maybe there was a touch of sadness to it, but she still radiated with life.
Mary’s beauty stopped the world from moving around him.
For the briefest of seconds her gaze returned to him, and Elliott restrained his groan. She heated perfectly under his stare, intoxicating him. Her dark, sensual expression made his thoughts turn wicked, including a tempting image of being on top of her and staring into those soft eyes while he thrust in deep. But every time she’d suddenly move her focus away she puzzled him.
Her blatant aroused reactions proved she’d played in the BDSM lifestyle before. Only an experienced submissive would react in the manner she had with a Dominant near. Though looking at her lacing her hands in front of her and the way she cast her gaze down, she almost portrayed an innocence about the lifestyle.
That was something he’d determine later. He turned to Dmitri. “Call me when the paperwork is ready and I’ll drop by your office and sign it.”
Dmitri watched Mary, then nodded to Elliott. “Perfect.”
Elliott had enough sense to know something stayed on Dmitri’s mind. Many years ago, they had met at a club while on vacation in San Francisco. Small world, he’d thought at the time. But they had exchanged cards with the thought of working together at some point. Within a year, they had done some business together, investing in a small marketing company out of New York. Then Dmitri had invited Elliott to his exclusive BDSM dungeon, Club Sin. When he had heard the members were in their twenties and thirties, Elliott graciously declined.
He wanted an experienced woman, and in his case, age mattered.
Elliott glanced to Mary and he all but salivated. That type of woman was what he wanted. Educated with a Dom. Experienced in the lifestyle. A woman whom he could arouse by not even touching her. A lady that blushed innocently, yet could also play with kink and own her pleasure.
Dmitri chuckled. “Interested?”
“It’s obvious, I take it?” Elliott murmured, then turned to Dmitri and said with a smile, “Is she single?”
“From what I know, I believe so.”
Meaning Dmitri knew she didn’t have a steady lover, but Elliott figured that also meant Dmitri wasn’t sure if Mary had a Dom. Emotion crossed Dmitri’s face that Elliott couldn’t quite place. He was curious now to learn more about her, but he also heard the women approaching, so he quickly asked, “Would my interest be all right with you?”
“Of course,” Dmitri replied with an arched brow. “A man would be good for her. A Dom would be even better.”
Before Elliott could dig in to that statement further, the women entered the room. He hastily downed his drink and then rose from his seat. “I could use another.” He smiled at Presley, then asked the group, “Would anyone else like an after-dinner drink?” Presley nodded, as did Dmitri. Then Elliott turned to Mary. She hadn’t taken her eyes off him. Her breath grew raspy and her cheeks were flushed. Intriguing. “Some wine, Mary?”
She licked her lips. “White, please.”
He couldn’t remove his focus from her damp lips, creating all sorts of naughty sexual images in his mind. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he turned to confirm the other drink requests, realizing he’d been caught.
A hint of a smile crossed Dmitri’s face. “White for both Presley and me, thank you.”
Elliott turned to Mary, who stared at him with wide, excited eyes. Yeah, he understood her desire. He felt it, too. “Come, beautiful, help me gather the drinks.”
She took a step forward, as if drawn by his order, not wanting to refuse. Which was exactly why he’d phrased the request as he had and not posed it as a question. He watched her, wondering over her next move. Sure, he was testing the waters, but he needed to understand this little puzzle.
Mary drew in a deep breath, lowering her head, trying to recover her emotions. When she regarded Dmitri all heat had vanished from her face, her gaze was guarded. “White wine, you said?”
Obviously sensing the challenge between his two guests, Dmitri smirked. “Two, please.”
Elliott thought her response was ever the more fascinating. Not only did she shield her arousal so fiercely, not allowing it to awaken and be obvious to him, but she seemed hell-bent on keeping him at bay.
In that one second, her actions told him: I turned to Dmitri to ask because I’m not following your order. I’m getting my friends a drink.
Little did she know Elliott loved a challenge. In his life, he conquered businessmen who were known to make grown men cry. He’d gotten investors to dive into risky businesses. He loved those stone walls in life that needed to be broken down to succeed.
Mary had unknowingly become his next conquest.
She turned to him with her chin lifted high. “Are you ready to serve the drinks?”
His frown pulled at the corners of his mouth as he took the final step to close the distance. He leaned down by her face, and the sweetness of her flowering scent spiraled around him. “I do believe I already said that I wanted you to help me get the drinks.” He arched a brow at her. “Did you not hear me?”
“I heard you.” She hesitated. “I—”
“Good,” he interjected with an easy smile. “For a moment there I thought you had a problem with your hearing.”
She laughed softly, avoiding his gaze. “No, my hearing is just fine.”
He noted the flush of her cheeks returned as he leaned away. “Then please come with me so we can enjoy some drinks.” A power play with him she would lose, of that he was confident. And he rather enjoyed hearing her following behind him as he entered the kitchen.
Nice try, though, he mused to himself.
He reached the kitchen island and removed three glasses from the side cabinet as Mary went to the fridge and pulled out the bottle of chardonnay. Once she moved to his side, he sensed her become still, almost frozen in time. He took the bottle from her and she stared at him with dazzling eyes, burning with a light he’d not seen in some time—fierce attraction.
He uncorked the bottle and asked, “Are you a member of Club Sin, Mary?”
She shook her head. “No, I prefer not to play with young men.”
He smiled, filling up the first glass. “You are clearly a submissive, so do you play elsewhere, then?”
“No.” She peeked at him before she pushed the second glass closer to him. “I’m no longer in the lifestyle.”
Surprise flickered through him, and he hurried to finish filling the second and third glasses. He placed the bottle down and turned to her. She stared at the wine bottle, not moving, barely breathing, it seemed.
Unable to stop himself, pulled by the attraction, he trailed a finger over her bare shoulder and her gaze snapped to him. He waited for her to lash out at him, but her mouth stayed shut. She wasn’t even blinking.
He lowered his gaze and watched his finger running up and down her arm, and murmured, “Now, why would a submissive who reacts as beautifully as you do not play anymore?”
“I”—she inhaled sharply and moved away from his touch—“it’s not something that interests me any longer.”
“Funny,” he retorted. “Your body seems to disagree with that statement.”
She snapped her head up, eyes narrowed. “By that, you mean?”
Her glare struck him hard in the chest, being the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. He loved a woman with fire in her blood. The stronger the personality, the better. “I would say that in my experience as a Dom, and that is about thirty years of experience, that you’re aching to play.”
She stared at him for a few seconds before casting her gaze down. “You’re wrong.”
“Am I?” He moved closer, getting right in her space. “I bet I could prove you’re wrong.”
She looked to him again; the angry glare was gone. His cock twitched as he listened to her deepening breaths. Slowly, he lifted his hand, giving her the chance to move away, but again she stayed put. He gripped her arm, pressed his body against hers, and she leaned in to him, probably not even realizing she’d done so.
Held captive by her mouth, he traced a thumb over her cheek. Yeah, darlin’, a kiss would be nice, wouldn’t it? “Now tell me again what you just said when I asked why you don’t play.”
Silence greeted him.
Her eyes were dark, deliciously aroused. He would bet money her lower lips were as puffy, red, and wet as the ones on her face. Leaning down, he brought his mouth close to hers, letting her feel the touch of a Dominant, and allowing her to experience the nearness of a commanding man.
“You lie to yourself, beautiful.” He dragged his finger over her bottom lip, hearing the hitching of her breath. “I smell your need. I feel that your lush body is ready and willing.” Dropping his hand from her chin, he stepped back, and watched her brace her hands on the island.
Intrigue and burning attraction had him reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a card from his wallet. “I hold a BDSM play party every two weeks at Dmitri’s casino.” Which was a gathering of kinky people who didn’t want to attend clubs, public or otherwise. “We have one scheduled for tomorrow night at eight o’clock. This card will give you access.”
He offered her the card, but she didn’t accept it, so he placed it on the counter. “I promise that you would be comfortable there. Everyone is around our age, and all are looking for exactly what we want. A fun, private party to explore our sexual lifestyle.” Pulled by the electricity between them, he moved closer. “I want to play with you, Mary.” He brushed his lips across her cheek, relishing her shiver while he whispered in her ear, “Stop lying to yourself, so that I can.”

STACEY KENNEDY is the USA Today bestselling author of the CLUB SIN series. Growing up, Stacey’s mind wandered the path less traveled and that path most often led to love. She has always broken rules and she continues to feed off emotion – staying true to her heart. Those traits are now the bones of her stories. She lives in southwestern Ontario with her husband, who puts any of the heroes in her books to shame, and their two young children. If she’s not on mom duty or plugging away at a new story, you’ll find Stacey camping in the summer, hibernating in the winter and obsessing over Penny Dreadful, Game of Thrones and Sons of Anarchy. 

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Naughty Nooner: Captivated by Megan Hart & Tiffany Reisz

Series: Stand-alone

Format: eGalley
Release Date: October 28, 2014
Publisher: Harlequin
Source: Publisher via NetGalley
Genre: Contemporary Erotica

Double the passion and seduction as New York Times bestselling author Megan Hart and international bestselling author Tiffany Reisz weave two provocative tales about power, bad-boy lovers and secret desires!

LETTING GO by Megan Hart Colleen goes to the same bar every night and orders the same drink: a whiskey, neat. She doesn’t drink it, though. Jesse the bartender notices the beautiful, sad woman who keeps to herself. Until one night when she lets go and lets him in. And after that, Jesse has only one mission–to show her one night is only the beginning.

SEIZE THE NIGHT by Tiffany Reisz
Four years ago, a night of forbidden passion between Remi and Julien, the heirs of two powerful and competitive horse-racing families, led to a feud that is threatening to ruin both farms. Now Remi must find Julien again, but when she does, her need for Julien is just as strong and just as forbidden.

Last week was brutal for me, I don’t know what I was thinking committing to a review or tour stop every day. It eventually caught up with me which explains why it’s Talk Supe Lite this week. Harlequin’s Cosmo Red-Hot Reads, CAPTIVATED, was the perfect interlude with short and sexy hook-up tales by Megan Hart and Tiffany Reisz.  
LETTING GO by Megan Hart: A uptight divorcee, Colleen, hooks up with the single-dad bartender, Jesse, one snowy night. Things quickly got hot and heavy between the two and thanks to their incredible attraction, it eventually turned into something serious albeit Colleen’s protestations. 
My appreciation for one-night-stand-turned-serious borders on the skeptic but it was believable in this case. Jesse is a sweet and sincere guy and I found his crush on Colleen very adorable. It’s Colleen’s backstory, divorced with a verbally abusive ex-husband, that engaged me to this story and had me rooting for her. Compared to her d-bag ex, she’s better off with sweet and attentive Jesse even if it’s just for a short while. MHart managed to get me emotionally connected to the story despite its short length, Letting Go was surprising and satisfying. 
SEIZE THE NIGHT by Tiffany Reisz: Is a short story based on Romeo and Juliet. In case you’re wondering, this isn’t part of her Original Sinners series although the families featured here move in the same circle as Wesley Railey’s, who sadly didn’t make an appearance. This hot read has the same humor and level of sexiness as TReisz popular series albeit being vanilla. Remi and Julien met 4 years ago but their age difference, this caused an uproar between their families which started the infamous rivalry. A fishy race and a ridiculous amount of money that seems to come from nowhere had both scions investigating and what they discovered finally ended their family’s feud and they lived happily ever after.
I liked the backstory between Remi and Julien’s initial rendezvous but the time in-between was a little unbelievable. Anyway, the point of Seize The Night is the hook-up and these two were at it like bunnies! Compared to the previous story, this was smex first romance second, not that I’m complaining, even if Remi and Julien were super vanilla they didn’t lack imagination and I give them A+ for enthusiasm. 
CAPTIVATED was a red hot sexy read that’s for sure, both stories complement each other in that Letting Go has more heart and a bit melodramatic while Seize The Night was light and smexier. MHart and TReisz will satisfy your sexy cravings so if you want to cuddle with something hot tonight make sure you check this sizzling eye candy out.