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Review: Crossing the Line

crossing the lineCrossing the Line

by Megan Hart
Published by Cosmo Red Hot Reads
80 pages
Genre: erotica
1.5 / 5

Summary:

5 Rules for Sexy Play in the Workplace!

1. Know the company policy;—You just got an opportunity to finally snag that sweet corner office. The last thing you need is a wicked distraction….

2. Don’t date your boss—Sure, Jamison Wolfe has a smile that could send a woman into instant orgasmic joy. But more important, he’s your strict, control-freakish boss. Your hot, sexy, control-freakish boss.

3. Keep PDA out of the office—Okay, so you slipped up. Once. It was just the temptation of having Jamison at your complete naked mercy.

4. Prepare for the worst—This can’t go anywhere. You know it, he knows it. So why stop now?

5. Be discreet—Even when it gets more intense. Even when you push every limit you both possess…

 

My Review:

I have enjoyed Megan Hart’s books for a while. The Every Part of You serious? Loved it. Flying? LOVED IT. The FavorTempted? Loved them all!

Alas, I do not have much love for this one.

Hart takes our typical, Christian Gray-esque notions of BDSM and turns them upside down. This time the domme is a woman, the sub a man.

Caitlyn has inherent Dominant traits, although she does not exhibit them in the work force. She’s a fairly content employee doing the bidding of her boss Jamison. He, on the other hand, is an Alpha Male and is always in charge, always in control, always telling others what to do. Always taking care of others.

When he and Caitlyn develop a sexual spark, Jamison realizes that he found someone who allows him to be the one taken care of, to not have to make decisions or be in control.

He likey.

He likey a LOT.

But what he doesn’t like is anyone else knowing about it, because then he’d appear all weak and everything.

The headboard rockin’ is quite hot, as is typical in Megan Hart fare. But the story is exceedingly blah and uninteresting. You see every plot twist coming from about 500 paces, which makes the scant number of pages a very good thing. I didn’t find Caitlyn or Jamison compelling – at all – so hot as their couplings may be, they didn’t hold my interest because Caitlyn and Jamison didn’t hold my interest.

There are hotter Megan Hart books out there. Go read one of those. In fact, go read Flying and give this one a pass.

 

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Telling Tales

Telling TalesTelling Tales
by Charlotte Stein
Published by Sourcebooks Casablanca
240 pages
Genre: erotica 
Thanks to NetGalley for the preview
3 / 5

 

Do you enjoy erotica? Delicious, arousing erotica? Do you care if the story surrounding the erotica makes sense? If your answers are yes, yes, and no, then this is the book for you.

If, however, you like a little – oh, I don’t know – plausible story, then pick up something by C.C. Gibbs and give this one a pass.

Allie and three friends from college – Kitty, Wade, and Cameron – have inherited the home of a former professor. As part of their claim, they must spend a month there.

And so these four people gather together and begin doing what they did in college: they share stories. The four apparently are writers of some sort – or at least they were in school – although none of them wrote erotic fiction. Let’s just say that that changed … considerably.

The relationships between the four are a bit muddy. Allie has loved Wade for years, although Kitty didn’t know (or so Kitty claims). Cameron has loved Allie, although Allie didn’t know. Wade? Wade loves Wade. And sex. Kitty loves Allie like a sister, and she also loves the sexy times.

As the tales get told, we begin to learn more about the characters. Allie narrates the book, so we spend most of our time with her. She has a visceral response to Wade’s story, all the more fierce when she finds out where he got the idea for it. Her greatest response, though, is for Cameron. As she realizes the depths of his feelings for her, she finds herself drawn to him.

Is Allie so shallow that she does not love a man until she thinks he loves her? So it would seem. Yes, she self-flagellates in regret that she wasted so much time mooning over Wade when good and wonderful Cam was there, but otherwise? She loves when she thinks she’s loved back. Fortunately, the ending throws us a bit of a curve as far as that’s concerned.

As sparse and flimsy as the plot is, the headboard rockin’ … oh, faithful readers. The headboard rockin’ is H-O-T. Strap on your vibrators, girls, because you will need them when you’re finished with this one. While you finish it, in fact.

Charlotte Stein knows how to write some sexy times. And the sex here is graphic with a capital GRAPHIC. There are threesomes, foursomes, sodomy, and raw, feral coupling. And it is delicious to read. Supposedly the sex is a means by which we get to the inner psychological core of the characters. Really? It’s that high brow? Because it sure seems like the plot is there just to propel us from one bed to another.

I liked it, and if you enjoy hot headboard rockin’, you will too. Just don’t go looking for much plot.

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Waking Up Pregnant

waking up pregnantWaking Up Pregnant
by Mira Lynn Kelly
Published by Harlequin
224 pages
Genre: chick lit 
Thanks to NetGalley for the preview
2 / 5

 

Yeah, that title. I mean … what in the world.

So I guess you figured out that someone in this book wakes up pregnant. Only it turns out that while that may be true, the real “wake up” here is more emotional than physical.

Darcy is a cocktail waitress on her last night of work in Vegas when she meets Jeff, a gorgeous businessman there for a weekend of fun with his best buddy. The two spend the night together, and one busted condom later, someone wakes up pregnant.

Darcy tracks down Jeff (we never find out how she did this, which is somewhat curious because I’m not sure how much information these two disclosed about their personal lives prior to hitting the sheets) to tell him the good news, and before she can say, “Hey, Daddy!”, Jeff moves her into his mother’s spacious LA home under the auspices of “helping” her.

The thing is, Jeff hasn’t forgotten those precious moments of nekkid joy with Darcy, and he doesn’t appear to be upset in the least that she is expecting their child. In fact, he all but does jumpy claps upon hearing the news.

For her part, Darcy is less than thrilled to cede control over any aspect of her life, but she goes along with Jeff’s plan.

You can write the rest yourself, I’m sure.

While there is a silly and extremely predictable plot, there is also some hot headboard rockin’, and that’s what saves this otherwise forgettable tome. Not graphic, but the detail is nice. Very nice. The sexy times are hot, girls, and for that reason it’s worth the $1.99 to get this on your Kindle.

Forget the plot. Read it for the sex.

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The Silver Chain

the silver chainThe Silver Chain (Unbreakable Trilogy #1)
by Primula Bond
Published by HarperCollins
400 pages
Genre: erotica
Thanks to NetGalley for the preview
2.5 / 5

 
What is it with the erotica trilogies? One after the other, they head our way. I’m becoming weary of it all, quite frankly.

Primula Bond is here to give us her Unbreakable Trilogy. I mean, right there. You chuckled, didn’t you? Had a little eye roll?

Just wait till you read the book.

Twenty-year-old Serena Folkes (they’re always young, aren’t they?) heads from the hinterlands to London in search of a career as a photographer. For all of her youth, she is almost preternaturally mature. It’s difficult sometimes to remember that she isn’t even of the age of a college graduate (nor of the intelligence, but we’re here to gloss over such unsavory details).

She does have mad photog skills, though, and when we meet her, she is chasing after some schoolgirls costumed as witches on Halloween. She runs – almost literally – into Gustav Levi, a mysterious, sexy, irresistibly hot (and older – they’re always older, aren’t they?) man. He’s also wealthy (they’re always wealthy, aren’t they?). They spend a little time together, and Serena “mistakenly” leaves her cameras with him.

You know what Freud said about mistakes, right?

Naturally, this oversight sends her back in his path, and now Gustav has a proposal for Serena: I will mount (HAHAHAHAHAHA – no pun intended, though) your photos in my gallery, and you will be mine until the last photo sells. He gives her a silver chain bracelet thing that he uses to clip onto a longer chain that … oh, hell. Just read the book.

And thus begins Serena’s entry into Gustav’s world.

He likes it kinky, kids, and bless him for it. The sexy times are deliciously written, and you can see why Serena is drawn to him, at least in that way. Plus, he’s older, rich, mysterious, tortured. She acts like a total prat around him, though. Pouty, driven to passive-aggressive tantrums. She wants to squelch his demons for him – she’s TWENTY! – when she really needs to slay her own.

Yes, two tortured souls find each other on the streets of London town.

But why is Gustav drawn to Serena? Does he see the broken in her and think he can fix it? He says several times that he knew when he saw her that she would “save” him. How? Why? She’s gorgeous, yes, but surely Gustav runs across gorgeous all the time. She isn’t particularly deep or compelling. The one thing Serena is, though, is sexually open. She not only is intrigued by Gustav’s needs but drawn to them. She enjoys them as well.

If it wasn’t for the hot headboard rockin’, there wouldn’t be much here at all. Oh, Primula Bond tries. She gives us all of this “I had a bad childhood” and “I had a rotten marriage” and “therefore I have issues” stuff, but you will be bored by it. How much navel gazing should we be subjected to before we start to notice the weaknesses in the story?

The next installment is due in May, and I’m honestly not sure if I want to read it. The cliffhanger at the end of this one tells you where it’s headed, but I’m just not that curious. Serena annoyed me endlessly. I kept wanting Gustav to leave her ass and find someone better. But Primula Bond clearly adores her heroine, so we’re stuck with her.

Read it for the sex. Those scenes are delicious. The rest? Not so much.

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Blog Tour: I Take You

I Take YouI Take You
by Nikki Gemmell
Published by Harper Perennial
304 pages
Genre: erotica, women’s lit 
Thanks to the publisher for the preview
3 / 5

 

I enjoy Nikki Gemmell’s books. Recently I read With My Body, which focused on a married woman, whose sex life with her husband was passionless and nearly non-existent, recalling a sexual relationship between her at seventeen and an older author. Controversial subject matter, yes, but I was captivated from the start.

And I enjoyed I Take You … at first.

Connie is a thirty-something married woman whose designer labels and affluent lifestyle are a poor camouflage for what’s missing in her life. Her husband, Cliff, suffered a skiing injury that affected him sexually, but rather than sound the death knell to their sex life, it springs them open to experience exotic, erotic exhibitionism together. Connie feels wanton in a way she never did when she shared traditional sex with her husband.

But then something happens. Does Cliff go too far, perhaps? Does Connie realize that this new direction is not as fulfilling as she wants and needs? Does she begin to see that, much as she does as the society wife of the wealthy banker, she has been performing a role she no longer wishes to play?

Whatever the impetus, Connie feels a magnetic sexual pull toward her gardener, a man trying to overcome the end of his marriage. Mel is alternately repelled and aroused by her, and what begins as a sexual lark becomes something different.

The story here is intriguing. Connie keeps trying to force herself to be something that she soon discovers she does not want to be. First as Cliff’s wife, then as his property. She tries to be submissive, she tries to be what he wants, but she just can’t. When she meets Mel, she finds a man who only wants her to be what she wants to be, and it unsettles her. Can she? Or is does she, in fact, prefer pretending to be something?

Unfortunately, there are some developmental issues. For one, we never really understand what drew Connie to Cliff in the first place. He’s American and full of confidence, and he certainly can provide for her in opulent style. But Gemmell fails to establish who Connie was before she married Cliff. Perhaps that’s the point: Connie never knew herself, which made her more malleable. Perhaps she needed a Cliff in her life to tell her what to be.

But what snaps her out of it? That’s another point that is left too ambiguous. The act that seems to propel her away from Cliff is something she acquiesced to, so why the recoil later? Granted, Cliff is as unpleasant a spouse as you’ll find. But he was unpleasant before his accident, and he was unpleasant before Connie’s break.

Then there is Mel. He tells Connie that he needs to learn to love again, and he thinks she’s the one to show him how. Um, Mel? Here’s a newsflash: she isn’t. She doesn’t know how to love, either. Neither Mel nor Connie seem to realize this, though, so I guess I should just shut up and read. At one moment, Mel is repulsed by Connie and her apparent entitlement; but at another, he can’t wait to get naked with her.

The sex scenes are hot, especially those at the beginning. The problem is that the characters are not.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Nikki Gemmell

For more information about Nikki Gemmell and her books, head over to her website and follow her on Facebook.

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His to Possess: #2 (The Morning After) & #3 (Perfect Storm)

his to possess #2 his to possess #3His to Possess #2: The Morning After
His to Possess #3: Perfect Storm
by Opal Carew
Published by St. Martin’s Griffin
44 pages (each novella)
Genre: erotica
Thanks to NetGalley for the preview
3.5 / 5 for each

Each of these 44-page novellas is part of a six-part story, so before you read #2, pick up #1 (The Seduction). If you read this review, it will contain spoilers for #1, and it will encompass both #2 and #3.

The Morning After picks up after billionaire businessman Dane and job seeker Jessica have shared a night of unspeakable passion. Let’s pause for a moment, girls, grab our vibrators, and salute Dane. He enjoys controlling a woman sexually, and Jessica was surprised to find that she enjoys letting him do it.

So Jessica has landed a job as a “personal assistant,” only imagine her shock – shock, I tell you – that she will be assisting Dane!

Now, there is a job description I’d like to see. Because Dane’s idea of “assisting” is every bit as hot as you’d hope it would be.

He sets challenges for her, and while Jessica proves herself capable in a corporate sense, she also proves herself capable in a sex-on-the-desk sense.

But of course, all good things must have a wrench thrown into them, and that wrench is Storm, the man who broke Jessica’s heart.

When this installment ends, it leads to the third, which, given its title of Perfect Storm, tells us that Storm blows into town.

It’s hot. The sex? Hot. Dane is … Dane can rock that headboard right into the stratosphere. He doesn’t want to fall for Jessica, but he does. She, on the other hand, is equally as leery. But what’s not to love in Dane? If only there wasn’t the specter of Storm to haunt her.

I will say that I found myself wondering what Dane sees in Jessica, other than a young woman willing to submit to him. She isn’t exactly a font of scintillating conversation. Or all that much of a challenge. The other element that irked me was how easily Jessica’s live seems to come together. Frustratingly so. People who should not like her fall in thrall with her. It’s a head scratcher, faithful readers. She isn’t all that fabulous.

Then we get to Part 3.

Storm has come back, boys and girls. And sexual performance is no longer the sole bailiwick of Dane. Storm’s got it going on too. More so, even, because Storm is the object of his and Dane’s secretary’s eye. Melanie has loved him for, like, ever.

Storm, though, got to Jessica first. Can he keep her? Will he? What about Dane?

The hotness continues in this one, much as it did with the first two installments. The sexy times are scorchin’ hot. For a 44-page quickie, it’s a fun, hot read.

If only Jessica were more compelling. If only there was sustained tension.

Ah, if only.

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Unscrupulous

Unscrupulous (The Manhattanites #2)
by Avery Aster
Published by Ellora’s Cave
269 pages
Genre: erotica
Thanks to NetGalley for the preview
3 / 5

Strap on your vibrators, girls, because you’ll need them as you read this book. You know you’re in for a racy novel when the heroine gets her vajayjay bedazzled with red crystals.

For reals.

Taddy Brill takes a much-needed vacation to a private resort, hoping to unwind and get pampered. If that pampering includes getting her private parts massaged, then all the better. Warner, a hunka hunka burning love if ever there was, owns said resort, and he happens upon “Miss Red” (Taddy has red hair … I know. I am stunned by the originality here as well), who calls him “Big Daddy.” They have a connection while at Warner’s night club; actually, what connects are his fingers to her nether region. Taddy likes what she feels, but she scampers off the island before she and Warner can do much more than exchange her bodily fluids for his business card.

Imagine her surprise when Big Daddy turns out to be a billionaire mogul.

You’d think these two crazy kids would hook up when they’re back in Manhattan, but alas. True lust never runs easily. Taddy has Issues, you know, and no matter how fabulous the headboard rockin’ may be, those Issues could preclude a lasting relationship with Big Daddy.

Okay, so the plot is weak. But the plot is not the point, now, is it. The POINT, fair readers, is that headboard rockin’. And my oh my does Warner know how to satisfy a woman.

Avery Aster writes very solid erotica, and the hot loving is HOT. It is inspiring. It is deliciously detailed. All of this is very good news indeed, because occasionally the “plot” veers off into such nonsense that I found myself giggling out loud. (See: Big Daddy.)

The characters are entertaining, if not a bit underwritten. But again, do we care? I mean, do we plan on spending hours analyzing why Warner so easily succumbs to love for Taddy when surely he would be a bit more cautious? Hell to the NO. We don’t care. We just care about Warner’s ability to rock that headboard, and rock it he does.

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