I'm not sure how to review this book. I read BDSM books all the time but this one left me feeling uncomfortable. The story of being forced to be Gage's sex slave so he won't turn her into the police and her daughter can get the treatment she needs just didn't sit well. If we were meant to fall...
I read the original trilogy of books the preceded this Epilogue some time ago. The last one of those book's did end with somewhat of a question mark and I didn't realize until now that this Epilogue answered that question mark.That said, this is heavy BDSM. I found the first three books interes...
She did mean something, which was why she was down in that prison. If she meant nothing, I wouldn’t have wanted her in the first place. The musky scent of her sex lingered on my skin, and I sucked a finger into my mouth, unable to resist tasting her. I couldn’t wait to spread those thighs, thumbs...
TRAINED I barely remembered the drive to Gage’s place in Portland Heights. My GPS directed me there, but if I needed to repeat the trip without assistance I’d more than likely get lost. A wall of trees cradled his massive house, affording a sense of seclusion even though the city sparkled below. ...
DREAM The gentle way he touched me bespoke of reassurance. His fingers glided along my skin, igniting want and need in their wake. He pushed a little deeper, past the resistance of my innocence and into the center of my heat, and I knew I was dreaming . . . dreaming of the night Ian made love to ...
Several times, I tried to extricate myself from his grasp, but his arms always tightened in warning. At some point, I’d fallen into a restless sleep where images of Rafe and the island tormented me. Still haunted by the echoes of convoluted dreams, I hugged my knees from my spot on the four poste...