The Alpha’s Secret Mate by Ravenna Tate

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The last thing Makenna expected when she followed the fanatical group from her village into the woods, with the intention of spying on them, was to find her mate. A blood moon lynx from the very village rumored to have caused untold trouble for her own people, no less. She should run again, as far away as possible, but she can’t. A mate is a mate, after all, and this man is hers. No doubt about it.

Stone Rockwell has kept his mate a secret in order to protect her and his friends from further trouble, until his world is turned upside down soon after mating with the captivating leopard. The reason she fled her village is more complicated than he first realized, and Makenna’s true ancestry is tied to an ancient legend. When Makenna’s life is threatened, Stone may have to lose his own to save hers.

Be Warned: anal sex, spanking, rimming

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This is the third book in the Blood Moon Lynx series by Ravenna Tate, and it answers questions from the first two books as well as ties up any mysteries that may have been lurking about. Stone and Makenna’s mating was shrouded in secrecy thanks to the village she came from and as it turns out, her ancestry.

Arizona faces the council for his killing of the two jaguars that tried to kill his mate Gillian. And if Stone thought the surprises from his mate were over, she has another one for him. So there’s lots going on in this book that makes it a compelling read for sure.

I have to admit, I did give the author a little grief about the shifters wanting to get their mates pregnant so fast. I’m one of those, wait a while, enjoy each other first types. Which, seems to be pretty unpopular in romance lately and drives me batty. But shifters are animal, and they feel the need to procreate.

As always, Ravenna writes a riveting page turner that goes right into my keeper pile.

This book is a 5 star Growler

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Shivers ran up and down her spine as they ripped at each other’s clothes, stopping only to devour each other’s mouths in kisses so molten, she expected the sofa to catch on fire. As Stone tossed her shoes across the room, something fell to the floor and shattered, but Makenna didn’t bother looking around to see what it was. She was lost in the heady sensations of her mate’s hands and mouth on her body, and nothing else was allowed inside her thoughts.

“Try not to shift,” he said, sliding his tongue up one leg then the other. He stopped short of licking her pussy, which made Makenna crazy with desire.

“I can’t help it.”

“Yes, you can.”

She grasped his hair and moaned loudly when he brushed his fingers at the junctures of each thigh and the skin next to her labia. This was torture. All she wanted was his dick inside her. “Stone … please!”

A soft chuckle made her heart race. “This is the first time we’ve been completely alone for weeks. We’re taking our time, my love.”

So, it did bother him that everyone in the Benedict house could hear them. She hadn’t realized that until right now. “It’s so hard for me to wait, Stone.”

Fluttery kisses covered the insides of her thighs. His breath was so hot against her skin. Makenna’s clit throbbed now, and all he’d have to do was touch her and she’d climax. No doubt about it.

“You’re worth the wait, my love.” One quick lick up her wet slit gave her hope, but before she could do so much as moan, he moved higher and grasped her breasts. Makenna wrapped her arms and legs around him as he gently bit her nipples, covering them with licks in between the nibbles.

“I can’t get enough of you.”

“I hope you never do.”

The tender look he gave her sent fresh wetness to her pussy. “Never. You’re my life, Makenna. I will want you forever. I will love you forever.”

She pulled his face closer and kissed him, shoving her tongue into his mouth as desire spread through her body like wild fire. His cock was so huge now, rubbing her clit each time he moved. Makenna couldn’t wait any longer. She shifted a bit further, growled deep in her throat, and turned them over so she was on top.

Strong laughter filled the space between them, and he cupped her face. “I love it when you take charge like this. You’re so damn sexy.”

“I have to have you. Now.” She rose up enough to sheath his cock with her pussy, crying out as he released her face to grasp her hips instead.

“Then have me, love. All of me.”

He moved her up and down roughly, grunting and growling as he did. Each pass massaged her clit in exactly the right way, and when her orgasm came, it was so intense Makenna wasn’t sure she could keep breathing.

Before it ended, Stone moved her off him and rolled her onto her stomach. He settled himself between her legs and bent down, licking her asshole. “I’m going to fuck you in every hole. You want me, you’ll take me. Everywhere.”

“Oh, God!” She cried out in ecstasy when he slid two fingers into her puckered hole, gently stretching the walls. Nothing they’d done so far had been this raw and dirty, but she loved it. She wanted more. She wanted everything he had to give her.

When he gently slid his cock into her asshole, Makenna could do nothing but lie there while he fucked her. Stone slipped a hand underneath and massaged her clit, prolonging her climax. “Oh, Makenna! Fucking you is unlike anything in the world!”

The orgasm crested again when he licked the wound on her neck, and now her moans turned to whimpers as wave after wave of delicious pleasure washed over her. When he finally came, she was still lost in the headiness of being completely his. She’d totally given herself to him, and nothing anyone said or did could change that.

The hell with what awaited them back in the village. They’d simply stay here for the rest of their lives.

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Killer At Christmas by Kera Faire (With Bonus Interview at an Undisclosed Location.)

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A killer and a hooker? An unlikely mix, especially at Christmas.

Rio Buchanan, a government operative, and member of the Dispatchers specializes in seduction. He just never thought his target would be his ex-wife. Andie might be a hooker now, but there’s no way she’s a traitor. There’s only one way to get to the truth—kidnap her to keep her safe.

Andie doesn’t know what to think when Rio disrupts her life again, let alone when she wakes up in a prison cell shackled to him, and not in a fun, kinky way. The secrets of his job already ended their marriage. Will they now end her life too?

Imprisoned on the Death Isle, they have to work together to catch a traitor, and discover if they can forge a new life together.

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking

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We travel once again to the Dark Isle. Kera Faire’s series about the government sanctioned dispatchers continues, and this time it’s with Rio. Short for Lothario, a.k.a Don Juan, and a few other aliases. Have you guessed what one of Rio’s methods of information extraction is? Other than poisons and strangulation that is.

He gets an assignment he’s not to thrilled about. His next target is his ex-wife Andie, who he has to drug and ‘seduce’ information out of. He’s also told that she’s a ‘hooker’ and that she’s also teaching classes. Rio finds this impossible to believe, so he goes and fetches her.

Andie left Rio because of all of the secrets. Now, she’s caught right back up in them when she finds herself shackled to Rio. The sparks fly , and misunderstandings make for some pretty amusing moments.

This was a short, holiday Dark Isle by Kera that was totally enjoyable. Of course, being in Scotland, there is Scottish slang in the book, but it only adds to the experience and makes it all the more authentic.

This book gets 5 Happy Hooker Orgasms

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The Interview:

I’m sitting in a bar somewhere in Scotland. I don’t know exactly where, because I was picked up in London, blindfolded, and put on a private plane. After the plane ride and a car ride, I was brought into the bar, where I was placed into the seat and the blindfold removed. I was told to have a drink and someone would be with me shortly.

The bartender gives me the ginger-ale I asked for, and underneath, a note.

“Be outside the back door in 5 minutes”

So, I drink half my soda, nip to the restroom—somewhat weirdly marked Lasses—and by the time I make it to the car, my legs are wobbling. Me thinks there was more than Ginger in my ginger-ale. The last thing I remember is a hood going over my head as I’m placed in the back of a limo.

When I wake up, my hands are tied behind me, my ankles tied together. Well, this could get interesting. I’m in what looks like a sitting room. Then, a tall, well built man walks in the room with black, braided hair.

 

“Rio I presume. I certainly hope the rest of the Dispatchers look like you. (and as kinky, I mumble) So, just how did you come about that name?

 

And…while I’m at it, whatever made you decide to get into your…ahem..specialty?”

 

Rio glares. “Godalmighty not another arsy woman, why oh why do we always get those? Read the book and figure it out.”

 

Someone I hadn’t noticed steps up in front of him… and ohh my flicks my chin with his finger.

 

“Hey Ri, come one, you know why. Kera won’t dare give us pussy-wusses. This one is mine you have Andie.” He turns slightly, and smiles.

 

Oh god, drool and damp panties alert.

 

“Sweet cheeks who are you and why are you here?”

 

Sweet cheeks? Oh lord I’m a gonner.

 

Looking at the newcomer in the room almost has me totally forgetting why I am here. He’s a tall, built, mocha, and hotter than hades MacHottie.  The accent alone has me melting into a puddle of goo. However…Arsy? What in the Hell does he mean by that!

I’ve got the man I’m here to see glaring at me like I was their national insect…that midge I’ve heard about. And then, I’ve got tall, dark, and dare I say Dominant, taking ownership of me like …like…well, a Dom. I was tired, cranky, thirsty, and I had no idea why I was being treated like I was in a bad re-enactment of good cop-bad cop. So I struggled to sit up and glared right back.

 

“Listen, McGarrett and Dano, I was invited here. Got a nice, shiny, invite. Someone sent a pretty plane, then blindfolded me, drugged me, and now here my ass sits. I’m cold, tired, thirsty from what I believe was a double hit of knock-out juice, and If I didn’t know any better, some seasickness. “

 

My little outburst got me a raised eyebrow from Rio, and this odd look from the sexy guy. I’d swear he wanted to spank me or something. Or, It could be I read too many books by Kera, Raven, and that bratty Doris chick. I figure, in for a penny right?

“So…yeah, interview questions. I write a book blog, and when I can, I try to help out. Which makes me the not-arsy, definitely not a pussy-wuss, run of the mill, blogger. That’s all.”

 

Can anyone say Foot-in mouth? Both men just stared. Then the new guy chuckled.

“Oh this one is mine. Definitely mine.”

 

I put on my best shocked face as I looked back and forth between the two of them. I was trying as hard as I could to get the rope off my wrists, but I dare say I was just doing damage.

 

“Yours? What do you mean, yours? And what about my interview.?” I asked MacYummy.

 

He looked at me, considering. It was such a deep look, if you get my meaning, that I squirmed. Then he grinned. Now I know where the expression wicked evil grin came from.

 

“Sweet cheeks, sassing a Dom is not a good way to start. But I’ll cut you some slack as you’re unknown to me and I to you. What do you want to know?”

 

“I um thought I was going to talk to Rio about his and Andie’s story, Killer at Christmas.”

 

 

 

He winked and tugged me closer. “I’m his stand in. He had to see his lady about a small matter of some kitchen utensils and their improper use. So it’s just you and me. Ask away.”

 

I was going to kill Kera for this. Yup, that wine I bought her was going to have a re-enactment of the Boston Tea Party. The fishies would be getting drunk.

 

I was getting a bit woozy with MacHottie being so close. He was hot, Dominant, and that accent. Being tied up wasn’t helping me one bit.

 

“First, how about taking the restraints off? Then, maybe something to drink? As far as the book goes, my first question would be, if Rio’s job is to seduce information out of a target, how does that bode for a marriage? “

 

The look he gave me would fell a bigger person than me at twenty paces.

“Who says it is?”

Oh hell, hardly started and put his back up. That flustered me.

“Well in the book…” I stopped suddenly.

He narrowed his eyes. “Ah yes in the book. Well, sweet cheeks you need to read on. All I will say we do what we have to do. Our ladies accept this or go. There is no middle ground. A Dispatcher is what we are. Not necessarily what our ladies want but if they love us, as we do them, they understand why we do what we do.” he paused and his eyes went dark. A sad sort of dark that I wished I knew how to banish. “And when.” He visibly shook himself. “Ah well, ce la vie. Next question. Then I ask you one.”

 

Obviously, I’d hit upon a nerve, that I’m guessing , involved a woman. One he probably wasn’t over. But I wasn’t going there, I wasn’t TMZ. I scooted myself up and back as much as being tied up allowed.

 

“You know, this was supposed to be with Rio, I understand you all have healthy libidos, but seriously. And speaking of libidinous pursuits, are all of you Dominant here? Is it a hiring qualification by Crabtree?”

 

It was getting awfully warm in here, and it seemed no matter how far I moved away, it wasn’t far enough. What did I agree to?

 

“Water…please?”

 

He put a sports bottle to my lips. “Sip it, no choking.” He waited until I nodded I’d had enough and then stared at me intently. “You my love, agree to whatever I decided unless you cry red. That means it’s over. All of it. You wave bye-bye and disappear off into the sunset.”

“Just like that?”

I swayed and he chuckled. I was beginning to distrust that darned laugh.

“That sweet cheeks is question number three. Which one do you want me to answer?”

Damn him.

 

“Are you all Doms.” I mumbled, sweating from excitement and arousal.

“Are we what?” That one question made me go hot, cold and hot again. How could I forget?

“Are you all Doms, Sir?”

Well now let me see.” He prowled around me like a panther ready to strike. “I can’t answer for everyone, but probably. I am at any rate.” He hunkered down and took my chin between his thumb and forefinger. “My turn now. Does the fact I am dominant make you wet?”

How to answer that without incriminating myself. And did it really matter?

 

Damn it! Heads were rolling when…if I got out of this kerfluffle. ‘It’s just a simple interview’ she said. ‘Think of it as a vacation.’ She said. ‘Nothing will happen you don’t agree..’ ohhh, I’m gonna have some words.

 

He was right in my face, and I tried to look away, but he had me gripped too firmly. Was that a whiny little moan that just came out of my mouth? “Answer me Sweet Cheeks, last warning”

 

“If I say yes, does that get me three more questions…Sir?

“No it gets you a striped ass, if you’re not careful. I think we need to terminate this here and now. When we discover who and what we might be, say in a month or three, we could reconvene for more. “Meanwhile,” he winked. “Rio and Andie are happy,Dark Isle is safe and us? Well we have some exploring to do.”

To Be Continued……

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Obsession By Design (Weathermen 2) By Ravenna Tate

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The Weathermen, 2

On her first day working for Emmett Radcliffe, President of Radcliffe Software and Web Design, Liane Peyton learns that Emmett hired her not only for her design skills, but for her coding abilities. Liane finds herself building a secret database for Emmett and his friends, but saving the planet isn’t Emmett’s only obsession. He has his sights set on Liane, and he will stop at nothing to have her. 

Emmett is part of a group of friends financing the efforts to put a stop to The Madeline Project. The program now has a mind of its own, thanks to a virus called Tommy Twister. These men have power, resources, and money, but they’re as ruthless and possessive as the storms ravaging Earth. 

They call themselves the Weathermen…

Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, spanking, rimming, flogging, public exhibition, sex toys, forced seduction

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The Weathermen series moves to book two and the next hot, dominant, rich, business man. Did I say dominant? Just checking. I’m already loving this series, and there are plenty more books to go. As you may or may not know, we are well into the future, 2124. A group of hackers have invented a virus called the Tommy Twister which has invaded the Madeline Project and has forced people to live underground due to the severe weather. (The beginning of every book explains what happened.)

In this book, Liane is hired by Emmett Radcliffe to work on a top secret project because of her coding abilities. But soon she realizes he wants her for a lot more than her talent in coding. Just from the description of Emmett in the pages alone, he sounds absolutely hot! And the books in this series just keep getting better and better. But that’s not a surprise, after all, we are talking about Ravenna Tate here. Her Alpha males and their sassy, confident females always manage to entice this reader and leave me wanting more! Thank goodness there IS more!

This book gets 5 Twisted Orgasms

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She pushed her hips against his erection and moved her tongue over his, imitating his movements. She needed this man inside her right now or she was going to die from desire. Was that possible? It had to be, because she’d never felt such intense longing.

His mouth still on hers, he backed her up against the sideboard and then released the kiss. “Turn around.”

Once again, she obeyed without hesitation. Emmett leaned her over the furniture, next to her laptop. Her bra and panties stared her in the face as he tugged her hair until her head was back, and then he licked her neck. “I’m going to fuck you, Liane. And you’re going to take it.”

She cried out in pleasure as he moved his other hand over her ass, giving each cheek a couple of hard smacks. The dress wasn’t thick, and it stung, but she absolutely adored it. He let go of her hair and pushed the dress up, revealing her ass. “Oh yes. I knew you had a nice one.” His hands caressed her cheeks, moving down the backs of her thighs and up her lower back. “You are exquisite.”

Liane didn’t answer him. She couldn’t. All she could do was close her eyes and absorb the sensations. Never had she been taken like this. This was heady and raw. It sent her emotions spiraling out of control and her arousal to places it had never gone.

He told her to spread her legs a bit, and then he slipped a finger into her ass crack and underneath to her throbbing clit, over and over, until she pushed back against him and writhed against his touch. “Please…” she whispered.

His lips grazed her neck. “Please what?”

“Oh…”

Emmett slid a finger between her moist folds, and Liane cried out again as fresh desire raced through her. “You are soaking wet.”

“I can’t help it. You did that to me.”

“Mmmm … I can’t wait to taste it.”

Her exhale came out in a shudder, and when he pushed his other hand into the opening at the front of the dress and placed it over her left breast, she began to whimper. He rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger while she shook her head back and forth, silently begging for release.

“I wonder how these taste.”

“Please.”

“Tell me what you want, Liane. In detail. Or I won’t do anything more than I’m doing right now for the entire night.”

How the hell did he have this kind of control? Was he human?

“I want you to make love to me.”

He chuckled, and shivers ran up and down her spine. Emmett gave her nipple a squeeze, and the tiny jolt of electricity it sent straight to her clit forced a loud moan from her. “You’re going to have to do better than that, gorgeous. Come on. Use your imagination.”

Shit. He was going to torture her with sex. “Okay. I want you to lick that.”

Another squeeze, this one tighter. She cried out again. “That what? Use real names. Come on, Liane. You’re a grown woman with a lush body. Own it. Tell me what you want me to do to every square inch of it.”

“Spank me more. I loved that. And lick my nipples. And suck them. Please.”

“Good girl.” He moved his hand to the other breast, where he proceeded to tease it in the same way. Then he slipped a long finger into her pussy, slowly, while she let out a long moan. “Don’t stop. Tell me more. What else do you want me to do to you?”

“Fuck me. With your tongue, your fingers, and your dick.”

“Good girl. Very good.” He moved his finger in and out gently, and the movement sent shock waves straight to her clit. She was going to come. No doubt about it.

“I can’t think anymore.”

He kissed her neck. “Yes, you can.”

“You mentioned tying me to your bed.”

“Yes, I did.” That voice! It washed over her until no other sound existed. “Tell me about that. What do you picture when you think about it?”

“I’ve always had fantasies.”

He moaned softly as he continued playing with her nipple and her pussy. “Is that true? Tell me about them. Please, Liane.”

The realization this was turning him on just as much sent her excitement level through the roof. “I want you to tie me down and spank me, and then fuck me silly. Fuck me until neither one of us can breathe.”

“Oh my God. You shall have your wish, beautiful lady. But first, if I don’t get inside that hot, wet pussy I’m going to come in my pants.”

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The Christmas Letter by April Zyon

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Will a Christmas letter be enough to restore his faith in love?

Dante had been serving his country faithfully as one of the elite SEALs when he got word of his baby sister’s death. To say he had been devastated would have been an understatement. He was taken out of commission, away from the only job he ever knew, to take care of the niece he only saw when he was on leave. He toyed with the idea of allowing them to put her with a foster family—for about two minutes.

Noelle Henry spat out form letters for children who wrote to Santa Claus each holiday season. When she read a letter written in crayon from a six-year-old named Molly Davidson she knew that she couldn’t simply send the child the standard letter, especially since she had known the child’s late mother. Instead, Noelle wrote a personalized letter for the little girl, something that would likely get her fired. She never anticipated what would develop between her and Molly’s new guardian, Dante

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The Christmas Letter is the first book in a new series by April Zyon called Davidson Center. And despite the fact it’s a holiday short, it’s a full and brilliant story that has huge things going for it.

The story starts with loss, and our hero Dante has to come home from military deployment to take over the care of his niece. He does so without complaint and with a whole lot of love.

Noelle is in charge of answering the letters that children send to Santa. When she comes across Molly’s, she realizes she knows her. She decides to send her a hand written response.

After watching Dante jog, Noelle runs into him. Their chemistry is electric. But when Christmas comes around, Dante learns a lesson in what believing is all about.

This was such a wonderful story of loss, love, hot sex, and the meaning of family. Done so, so, right as April does so well! Can’t wait to read the next book in the series!

This book gets 5 Merry Old Orgasms

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White Mountain Christmas (White Mountain Shifters 6) by Sara Anderson

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Blair and Cole are celebrating their first Christmas as parents of twins. After a very hard pregnancy, Blair is overjoyed that the babies are both fine and life has calmed down. Now, Blair is looking for a way to spread the happiness she feels. 

When she meets a mother and child, who were rescued by shifters from a violent cult, Blair knows she has found the way to share her joy, and resolves to give them a nice Christmas to make up for all the horrors they’ve endured. 

But, between building parade floats and baking Christmas treats, can Cole and Blair make time to keep their romance alive?

Be Warned: spanking, bondage, sex toys

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Next up is another amazing Evernight author. (There seems to be a pattern going for me here…) Sara Anderson. To be fair, I’ve been a HUGE fan since her Sci-Fi series. (Yup, I’ll be reviewing them here too!) But I’m a massive fan of this shifter series.

In this holiday short, we revisit Cole and Blair. (Mmmm Cole.) Another point? These ladies got me into shifters as well, because I’d certainly love one of THESE shifters. But I digress… Blair decides that she’s going to spread the Christmas spirit to others, in particular, Beth. Beth is the abused, pregnant, mother of a toddler who was rescued from the same cult as Rebecca. (The Forgotten)

Of course, we get to see the smoking hot BDSM scenes between Cole and Blair. (so yummy). It’s a short holiday read, but so satisfying. And it seems like a wonderful set up for the next book.

This book gets 5 Naughty Orgasms

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Cole turned and looked at Blair, and once again, it struck him how much he loved this woman. She had a baby in each arm and swayed as she sang along with “Baby, It’s Cold Outside”.

Aiden and Alex’s eyes were drifting closed, and it wouldn’t be long before they both drifted off to sleep. Cole came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her to sway with the music. Her head fell back against his chest as they moved slowly in a dance around the living room.

This was what Cole always felt was a perfect evening. Holding his mate and his cubs together as they danced around the living room. They didn’t need to talk to feel the connection to one another, just sway to the old Christmas song.

Once Aiden and Alex were as limp as overcooked noodles, Cole guided Blair to the nursery and he helped to lay them down. They snuggled them down into their crib, making sure the boys cuddled. The twin bond was strong between them, and they slept better when they touched.

Pulling the door closed ‘til only a crack was open for a bit of light, Cole then led Blair to their bedroom next to the nursery. She loved the view of his ass in those tight jeans of his. Cole was the definition of sexy to her.

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Blair’s body began to heat up as Cole gripped the bottom of her little black sweater and pulled it up and over her head. “Baby, I told you that outfit was so sexy on you, but I think it looks so much better on the floor.”

Blair felt the rush of cold air as her sweater hit the floor. She grinned up at him. “You look just as good with your clothes joining mine.”

Cole’s heated gaze moved slowly up and down her body that was only in a bra and panties, and then he glanced at her clothing on the floor. “Definitely better on the floor.”

Blair shook her head as Cole picked her up and carried her to the floor in front of the fire.

“Give me just a second,” he said as he stood her on her feet. He grabbed a soft blanket and laid it in front of the fireplace, then pulled Blair over. “Lie down.”

Blair dropped down onto the blanket and let Cole guide her to her back. Cole quickly undid his belt, slid his jeans down his legs, and kicked them off. His shirt soon followed, and he dropped to his knees.

Blair only had a moment to wonder what he was going to do.

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Cover Me by Kacey Hammell

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Wanting her son’s best friend shouldn’t feel so right…

Jay Savage is one of the most sought after models in the business who seems to have it all. He’s the face of romance novel covers from coast to coast, and has expanded his brand to an executive role. Despite the endless possibilities in his life, Jay doesn’t have the one woman he wants most. She is everything he needs, and everything he can’t have. Their age difference isn’t the only obstacle standing in the way of convincing her they were made for one another. Leanne is also his best friend’s mom. 

On Nita Lake to celebrate the marriage of her son, Leanne Hogan is faced with the most delicious temptation she’s ever encountered. Their smoldering heat burns down her defenses, and Leanne finds herself giving in to the only man who tempts her banked desires. They shouldn’t work. Can’t work. So why does it feel so right when she’s in his arms?

Be Warned: spanking, public exhibition

 

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I am a big fan of Kacey’s books, and I really loved this May/December romance where it was the woman who was the older partner. Kacey rocked this one! I thought Jay was a great character because he was so atypical for how you would expect someone in his shoes to play.

Leanne has had a lousy relationship with her ex-husband, and her grown-up son sees this. His best friend does too, and he’s been in love with Leanne for years. Her son is well-aware of the fact. When they are all at Beau’s wedding, both Leanne and Jay are staying at the venue for the next week, so Jay has that time to convince Leanne of his feelings.

The usual older-woman concerns come up, but Jay does his best to show her his feelings, and it turns into one of those reads where you just want to grab the guy up for yourself. You will have to read for yourself to find out if there’s a HEA.

This book gets 5 Cougar-y Orgasms

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“I’m sorry if I’ve gone too far, Leanne, but I’ve wanted you for years. As soon as I realized what desire and attraction were, you’ve been the woman I wanted.”

She bowed her head, shaking it, and covered her mouth with one palm.

“I know you don’t believe me, but it’s the truth. I’m not even sure mere words can express how important you are to me.”

“No. You’ve lost your mind. It’s ridiculous. I’m so much older than you are.” She moved to the side of the bed, her face stricken and her arms crossed in front of her as if protecting herself from him. “The wedding and all … we’re just caught up right now because we’re here alone. You’re my son’s best friend, for God’s sake. Jay, it’s okay. We’ll chalk this up to crazy loneliness.”

Her attempt at a smile did little to appease him. There was no way he’d let her diminish his feelings.

“What I’m telling you has nothing to do with timing or loneliness or your son. Only us. And over a decade of feelings on my part for me to wade through.” She drew in a deep breath and opened her mouth. “Hear me out, okay?” he interrupted. “And be honest with yourself. There’s nothing stopping us to see what might be. We’re adults who are attracted to each other. There’s something between us, Leanne. I’ve wanted you for years. I don’t think I’m wrong to believe there have been mutual feelings on your part the last few times we’ve seen one another. Please be honest with yourself and don’t trivialize our relationship by telling me otherwise.”

Their gazes locked—in combat, he supposed, neither willing to back down from the tension circling the room.

“Oh, Jay,” she whispered, then turned to peer out the small opening between the curtains of the balcony door.

He wouldn’t give up on what they could have together.

Jay moved in behind her, he inhaled her sweet-scented mix of vanilla and strawberry. His mind raced imagining her spreading soap or lotion all over herself. He swallowed hard, shoving the thoughts away. “You’re the most amazing woman in the world in my opinion. I want to show you every bit of beauty I see. I wish you saw yourself as I do.”

He lifted his hands, cupping her shoulders and massaging the stiffness there. She sighed and lowered her head, as if enjoying the attention.

“It would be so easy to fall in to your arms and forget everything else. But Jay…” Her voice was soft and low, but he heard the indecisiveness and the deep-rooted hunger underlying her words. “I don’t live life by throwing caution to the wind. And you could have any woman in the world. I’m just an old house wife who—”

He pulled her back in tight against his chest, not wanting to listen to her denials. Jay pressed his lips to her neck, kissing his way over her skin. She gasped, then relaxed in his arms, her breathing quick and rough.

“I don’t want to be with anyone else,” he whispered against her ear. “No one else exists right now. You and me. Here and now. Hungry for each other, desperate to be together. I feel the tension in your body.” He raked his teeth along her neckline, doing a mental high-five as her hands balled into fists against her belly. “Damn it, I sense your need, too. But I won’t push you. But if you tell me to go…” He wrapped his hands around hers. “I will. But don’t think I’ll give up. I’ll keep coming back hour after hour, day after day, to show you how much I want you.”

Jay waited, arms around her, his dick ready to burst and his heart thumping to capacity. He sent up a silent prayer she wouldn’t say no.

“You’re right.” Leanne let out a breathless sigh. “I don’t want there to be anyone else here. Just you and me. But what if—?”

“Let’s pretend for tonight that what if doesn’t exist.”

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Explosive Desire (Love With A Price 4) by N.J. Young

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Finding love is the last thing on Luke Price’s mind as he leads his construction crew to complete the new wing of Oakville Hospital. But he can’t deny his feelings when Dr. Harper Love walks into his life. Lacking the sociability of his younger siblings, Luke doesn’t think a woman like Harper would ever want an introvert like him. But he puts his skepticism on hold when he discovers that Harper has become the victim of a stalker. Above all else, Luke vows to protect the woman he cares about.

When Dr. Harper Love moves to Oakville, she doesn’t expect to find a network of new friends, a man who captures her heart, and certainly not a stalker who watches her every move. When she begins receiving menacing notes at the hospital where she works, it soon becomes clear that the threats are no prank. Harper finds herself turning to Luke Price, and his protective instincts go on high alert. Will his heart be able to stand losing Harper? Or can he figure out who the stalker is and keep the woman he loves safe?

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Hard to believe we are on the 4th book with the Price family, this one being Luke’s. He’s the supervisor of a construction crew, and he comes upon the sexy lady doctor he’s had his eye on having an argument with his crew about his trucks blocking her car in. When he later falls, she gets him for a patient.

But Dr Harper Love is being stalked, and Luke finds this out when she drops one of her threatening letters. More threats start coming, and when Luke starts to get involved, the fireworks fly!

Of course, we get to see the others in the Price family involved, and the completely Domalicious sex scenes are off the charts. N.J. is always one of my go-to authors, no matter what series she’s writing. The suspense, along with the romance and smoking sex are a combo that wins every time.

This book gets 5 Spankalooza Orgasms!

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Desire Protected by S.J. Maylee

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Nadia Duskin has already found her hero and she’s determined not to lose him…

Ethan Wright has just been handed one of the most disturbing jobs of his career, killing a vicious madam who’s tricking her employees and selling them to human traffickers. He must take the woman out, and all is going according to plan, until Nadia shows up and everything veers off course. Now he must find a way to complete his mission and save the woman he loves.

Be Warned: light BDSM, spanking

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Desire Protected is the second book in the Assassins and Sweethearts series by one of my favorite authors, S.J. Maylee. (It seems that a few of my favorites use initials, S.J, BJ, N.J) Ahh, and all have J’s, maybe there’s a method to my reading madness.

This short novella continues with our favorite assassin, Ethan, (Oh so dreamy) and his love Nadia. Nadia is no longer working for Ethan, but she’s the HR manager for Aidan Clery, Ethan’s friend and fellow assassin.

But one day Ethan forgets something at home and Nadia follows him to work to drop it off. When she sees him get into a car with a hot blonde, she questions just what is going on. Through a series of misunderstandings, Nadia gets herself into trouble, will Ethan be able to help her?

Despite the length of this novella, the story is still rich and full of suspense, drama, and holy hotness Batman! I’m very much looking forward to Aidan’s story, but I’d just love that man for my own.

5 Killer Orgasms!

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Christmas With His Best Friend by Doris O’Connor

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Reading anything by Doris is always a treat for for me. She writes super sexy BDSM stories that anyone can identify with. She’s also a busy mom with an adoring husband, 9 wonderful children, and furbabies. In fact, she recently lost 2 of her furbabies, both within days of each other by antifreeze poisoning. So I dedicate this review to both Luther and Bella.

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Description:

They’ve been friends for twenty years until … this Christmas.

How do you tell a sweet, naïve, and clearly vanilla girl that you like to tie women up and torture them for mutual enjoyment in your spare time? Josh Mackenzie has no idea, but when his best friend Emma walks in on him pleasuring himself, everything changes.

For Emma, coming face to face with her secret longings is mind-blowing. It’s one thing to fantasize about your best friend, but dare she take that leap into the unknown? Will it not ruin their friendship, and is—what would undoubtedly be awesome—sex worth risking that?

While Josh shares her fears, she is all he’s ever wanted in a woman, and he’s determined to show her that they can have it all. This woman is his to mark, cherish, and love forever, and he’ll prove it to her, one spank at a time.

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking

Excerpt:

Now that the moment was here Josh was lost for words. With his sweet little Em in his arms, her hazel eyes looking up him with so much trust … fuck it. What was he doing here? Instead of answering her, he pulled away, slid his hands in her hair and tucked at the pins holding it up. The dark blonde mass of silky curls fell in soft waves around her face, and he twirled one strand around his index finger.

“Josh? What are we doing here?” Her whispered question shot straight to his cock, and not trusting his voice to fucking work, he decided to show her instead. A soft gasp escaped her when he picked her up, set her on the kitchen counter, and pulling her legs apart stepped right between them. The action made her pencil skirt ride up, exposing the top of her stockings, and Josh groaned under his breath. He let his digits linger, half expecting her to slap them away, but when she opened her legs wider, he tore his gaze away from her pale flesh to check out her expression. Head down, she seemed mesmerized by the sight of his tanned hands against her skin, and the sweet scent of aroused woman filled his nostrils when he ran his hands slowly up her inner thighs. He could almost feel the heat of her cunt before her whisper stopped him.

“Josh?”

Leaving one of his hands where it was, he tipped her chin up with his index finger, satisfied beyond relief to see the same need he felt reflected back at him in her eyes. The hazel orbs had darkened to almost black, and when she licked her lips in a nervous gesture, his gaze followed the movements of her little pink tongue. Visions of her on her knees, with that sweet mouth wrapped around his dick, as he shot his jizz down her slender throat, made his cock jerk against the zipper of his jeans. He growled low in his throat at the thought of marking her thus, and her expressive eyes widened. Her breathing sped up even more, making her tits strain against the sensible blouse she wore for work. With the two top buttons undone, the third was threatening to give way under the rapid movement, giving him tantalizing glimpses of the soft swell of her breasts. Josh couldn’t help it. His self-control and good intentions went out of the window at her untutored responses to him, and he trailed his finger lower down the soft skin of her neck, over her collarbone and lower still, until he reached that tiny ivory button.

“I want you, little one.”

His voice dropped to the one he used in a scene without any conscious effort on his part, and when he flicked that button open, Emma’s sweet moan of surrender was music to his ears. Watching her closely for her reaction, he flicked the next button and so forth, until the sides of her blouse fell open, exposing her amazing rack. The lacy, mauve bra left little to the imagination. Josh continued his one fingered exploration, and they both groaned when he circled her nipples. Clearly visible through the lace, the little pink nubs hardened under his gentle ministrations, and Em’s breathing kicked up another notch.

“Please, I…”

Josh trailed his finger lower, over the soft swell of her abdomen, which caused her to suck in her belly, and he smiled at her action.

“Have I ever told you how much I love your curves, little one?”

Her surprised jerk and strangled half laugh told him he hadn’t, and Josh inwardly kicked himself.

“Since when? You have seen your girlfriends, right?”

There was a wealth of bitterness in those few words compounded by her hasty grab for her blouse. She pulled the ends closed and wrapped her arms around herself in a defensive move that tore at his heartstrings. The Dom in him wanted to order her to strip, to take her over his knee and paddle that luscious ass of hers for disrespecting her body shape like that, and making assumptions about him to boot, but he hadn’t earned that right yet.

So, instead of acting on that impulse, which pushed adrenaline through his veins, he did the next best thing. Stepped away, crossed his own arms over his chest and gave her his best don’t-talk-such-crap-subbie stare.

It didn’t take long before she caved in. Uncertainty crossed her features, followed by confusion, and when she dropped her gaze to his chest, he finally spoke.

“Let’s get one thing straight here, my sweet little Em, I do, indeed love your curves. In fact seeing you waltz out of here in those damn tight pencil skirts you wear for work has me so fucking hard I have to jerk off the minute you leave.”

Clearly startled by that revelation, Emma jerked her head up, opened her mouth to say something, but one look at his expression seemed to change her mind. The Dom in him almost roared when she dropped her gaze—to his chin this time—and kept it there. His girl was a natural, responding to him without even realizing what she was doing, and wasn’t that the biggest turn-on yet.

“Next, I don’t do girlfriends.” That brought her head up again, albeit briefly, and he smiled at her sharp intake of breath, and the confusion written all over her face. “I haven’t done for a long time, ever since I realized I was in love with my best friend.”

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Christmas With His Best Friend is a holiday short that is long on greatness.  Emma and Josh have been besties since high school, and when Emma catches her now ex cheating on her, Josh comes to stay with her to console her and help out with the rent. But her feelings of friendship for 20 years, soon start to turn to something else.

Josh has been hiding a few secrets from Emma, and when she’s running late for work one day and forgets her keys, she sees a different side of him. She runs, but she can’t hide.

This is an absolutely delicious read that was perfect for a holiday pick-me-up. I highly recommend it!

5 Steamy-Window Orgasms

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