Book Review: Object of His Desire by @PollyJAdams #ASMSG #Erotica

Good morning my lovelies! 

I told you I’d  post the review of Polly’s new release very soon; well, I’m happy to announce,  today is the day! 

 

 

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Romance, Intrigue, and Murder!

 

Love, mystery, and there was a killer on the loose! What more could you want out of a good erotica romance thriller, right?

Well this book has even more than that to offer. Object of His Desire is about so many different characters it’s hard to just name the two key players, so bear with me, please.

Trudy is on Willem Bentinck-Stanley radar the moment she walks into the church for the ceremony of her Brother Ethan’s wedding to Will’s sister, Eleanor. What does that make them? sister and brother/brother-in-laws? Anywho… She’s pretty keen on him also, until her Ex- Charlie strolled into the same wedding.

That night led to many conversations regarding… “There is no us, Charlie.” and “You can’t just woo me with flowers, Will” Oh, and “Make love to me, Now” while tied up! And finally, “I have no idea what his family is involved in Julie, but a girl is dead!” … Yep, her brother’s wedding kicks it all off, You’ll never believe who did it!

Read the book! It’s good! Really, really good!

#Naughtyville Approved

 
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New Release: Object of His Desire by @PollyJAdams #ASMSG #Erotica #Romance

Good afternoon my lovelies… 

I know it’s late in the day for me to be blogging, but I didn’t want you to miss it!!!

Object of His Desire a full length erotica novel is released as of today!!!

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When Trudy goes to her estranged brother’s wedding, the last thing she expects is one of those moments: a handsome stranger, their eyes meeting across a crowded room… a tempting, but dangerous stranger. Determined to find out more, she discovers that dark secrets bind him to her brother; she also learns that he’s the kind of man who gets what he wants, and what he wants right now is Trudy.

Introducing her to the world of the super-wealthy, he showers her with designer clothes, shoes, and diamonds, whisking her off to dinner dates by private jet… what more could a girl want?

But as she finds out more about him, Trudy begins to wonder if she can ever love a man she can never fully trust. A man involved in murder and blackmail, who may just be using her as an alibi. Should she run or let herself fall for him? And will he give her a choice?

A passionate erotic romance, where scandals buried away in the past lead to murderous intrigue in the present, in the intensely steamy world of the super-wealthy and powerful.

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For the 1st week of July, a special introductory price of just .99cents; you don’t wanna miss it!

I’ll be posting my 5 star review tomorrow! Seriously… what are you waiting for?

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Oh…crap! My bad! 

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Object of His Desire buy links! 

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Kindle Edition:

Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00DHPP0J6/ref=as_li_tf_tl?tag=pollyjadams-20
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00DHPP0J6/ref=nosim?tag=pollyjadams-21

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Paperback:

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5 Star Review: Second of All from The Downey Trilogy by @GenevieveDewey #ASMSG

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A #naughtycouch exclusive excerpt from Second of All by Genevieve Dewey 

She felt a fissure of awareness that made goose bumps on her skin and she somehow knew he had shifted his brooding gaze to her profile. She waited for him to say something, but the limo remained silent. She felt him shift ever so slightly towards her then the car began to slow.

 

“We’re here, Miss Downey,” Kevin said through the intercom.

 

“Thank you, Kevin,” Kiki answered, slipping her heels back on.

 

She glanced at James and saw he was frowning menacingly at his jacket across from him. It was both exciting and off-putting at the same time. Exactly who was he mad at? Her? Her family? Poor Kevin? Ugh, she was so tired of worrying about everyone else’s feelings. When Kevin opened the door she got out and marched into the lobby without waiting for James. She pretended like he didn’t exist as they rode in the elevator to their sensibly priced room (as sensible as one could get at a five-star luxury hotel – a hard-won victory on her part over his stubborn pride). She could tell he was still sending her intense almost predatory looks, but if he wasn’t going to communicate, why should she?

 

Kiki heard the hotel door thunk closed behind them and the snick of the security bolt as she walked forward started taking her heels off. She hadn’t made it but three steps in when James grabbed her arm and twirled her around. She looked into his eyes, startled, and gasped a little as he yanked her towards him, crushing his mouth to hers. She could taste the alcohol from his drinks on his lips and reflexively put her arms around him as he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her madly.

 

James hitched her up around his waist and pressed her up against the wall of the hotel room, one hand making its way under her dress and yanking her underpants down a bit. Her head felt sandwiched between the wall and his mouth, his tongue as demanding as his fingers on her pelvis. She dug her fingernails into his arms and wrapped her legs around him, trying to both get a better grip and a bit more freedom. Instead he pressed his torso even more against hers, and she could feel the gun from his holster against her side and the badge against his belt. He scooted her up a bit then dropped his grip on her waist, and undid his pants as her legs slowly listed down. She held onto his shoulders with her hands, and managed to gasp out between kisses,

 

“James!”

 

He ignored her and finished dropping his pants, then grabbed her legs back up around his waist. His mouth crushed against hers again, almost painfully in its possessiveness and his hands grabbed her hands and pressed them above her head against the wall…

 

I know you’re reading to go and buy it already… but wait!!!

 

Please read my 5 STAR REVIEW … then you may go buy both books!

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Second of All-

 

I’m always afraid I’m going to give away too much in my reviews… and the last one I did; I was accused of being a book spoiler.

So…

I love the series so far. I just wrote the review for first in the series, First, I love you, and I can’t wait for the 3rd book to come out Third Time’s the Charm

The author Genevieve Dewey takes you to the heart of Chicago, and deposits you in the middle of the Downey family. The Godfather meets Romance, that’s how I would describe this book. Each character is unique and quirky, and I feel it allowed the reader to step into one or more of the characters shoes, and walk their path.

I loved the way each person seemed to interact with the next, and before the series is complete; I’m sure we will see just how each and every character connects.

This series reminds me a lot of the movie Crash … Different couples, very different lives, and how through life events they cross paths, and find hope in the end. This book gives you hope, lets you dream, and surprises you often.

You won’t want to miss this series. This author is going places.

#Naughtyville Approved.

 

 

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Genevieve Dewey 

Author of The Downey Trilogy

www.GenevieveDewey.com

 

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Genevieve-Dewey/e/B00936QL2S/

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Now… go  buy First, I love you  in the US or UK 

and definitely buy Second of All in the US or UK

Or anywhere Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes and Noble, Diesel, Itunes, Nook, etc are available… go find your copies! They are waiting on you!!! 

 

Penelope Jones- Spanking it since 1996!

Second of All got a new coat of paint, and it’s splendiferous! :) #ASMSG @GenevieveDewey

Hello my lovelies!!! 

 

I do hope you’ve had a loverly week so far and are ready for the weekend!!!

This book is going to keep you busy!!! 

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What do ya know… that’s today!!!

 

Excerpt: 

Ginny stood a bit on her now bare tiptoes and rested her chin on his shoulder. Tommy turned his head to kiss her temple, his lips lingering and then moving whisper-soft towards her ear. She struggled to hold back the shudder of pleasure, selfishly enjoying the intimacy and romantic thrill of the moment.

“Thank you,” Tommy said softly.

“For what?” Ginny asked.

“For being my Ginny.”

She didn’t think about her resolution to not make any moves, she wasn’t thinking about anything but their complicated friendship and her own frustrated feelings as she pulled her hands free, moved to the side and then in front of him. She placed her hands on his upper arms and his hands moved to her hips. She looked him straight in the eyes and ignored the returning twinge of sympathy she felt at the obvious fatigue on his features and the thrill she felt from the look of sexual longing in his eyes.

“Tommy, you have to stop this. It’s killing me. You’re giving me mixed messages,” Ginny began, trying desperately to use her professional ‘put him in his place’ tone but it came out a bit plaintive for her tastes. He winced and closed his eyes.

“I know. I’m sorry,” Tommy said then opened his eyes again. “It’s just… you mean something to me, Gin, and I’m afraid if we take it to the next level – have sex – it will mess it up, our friendship. If it was anybody else, I’d take that chance, but you, you’re different than the rest. In just six months you’ve become… Hell, I can’t explain it.”

He let out a harsh breath and she expected him to remove his hands from her hips to run them through his hair but instead he only gripped them tighter. She floundered in confusion. Ginny wasn’t one to mince words, in fact she was often accused of using too many, but she had never been able to express herself properly around Tommy. She struggled with a thousand different tactics and persuasive arguments until her mind just seemed to jam from all the different permutations.

Kryptonite, indeed.

 

I had the privilege of being part of the “yes or no” team for First, I Love You and Second of All Covers.  Of course Gen had the final say, they are her book babies…. but I have to admit I loved her choices for both covers.  Didn’t you?

What?  You haven’t seen the cover for Second of all? Why?

Oh… I didn’t show you???  Oops!

 

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I told you it was gorgeous… and so is the story that lies between the cover.

You won’t want to put it down!  See my 5 star review here!

 

Genevieve Dewey Author 

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Genevieve Dewey is the author of The Downey Trilogy (First, I Love You & Second of All) and the short stories Bird Day Battalion & V-Day Aversion. She is a wife, mother, sister, friend and Anthropologist. She was raised mostly in Nebraska, partly in Arizona. She has a Master’s in Anthropology and worked as an Applied Anthropologist for years (even ran her own research company for a while) before deciding to be a stay at home mom. She loves passionate (rational) debates, reading, and libraries… oh, and Chicago and high-heels and chocolate and target practice and gangster flicks and anything with the FBI in it and run-on sentences. She lives in Nebraska with her three brilliantly diabolical children and one incredibly funny husband.

 

You can find Gen online at:

Website: www.GenevieveDewey.com

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/GenevieveDewey

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/GenevieveDewey

Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6441991.Genevieve_Dewey

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Genevieve-Dewey/e/B00936QL2S/

Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/genevievedewey/

 

Buy Links: 

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Ch. 6 NSLG: Not Fucked? #ASMSG

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But— nothing, my pale blue eyes widened in horror, and my fists were balls of rage, as I came up off that bed like a flash of light. My jabs meeting his broad chest.

“All this fucking time, it’s been a fucking game—“

Cut off by a hand that clamped down like a vice grip over my lips. “Shut up before he hears you!” I got in one solid shot to his good eye before my arms were rendered useless by his grip. Now he can sport two black eyes!

“Fuck., Sadiyah stop.” By now I was kicking and biting, but I wasn’t a match for Sven. He had me pinned, on my back, and the sterile bed caved below the weight of us.

The air rushed from my lungs when we landed, but his resolve and hold over me was steeled. “You going to behave? Or do I need to get Jason?” His voice grated across my skin like the devil could appear just from him speaking his name, but I nodded my head, desperate for him to tell me answers.

Real, honest answers.

“Sadiyah, if he finds out I told you, it’s over for us both. He will kill us.” Like the prior news wasn’t shocking enough? I barely made a squeak, and laying motionless under him, until once more my head’s like a bobble doll, and his hand slowly creeps away.

“Sven…you can’t be serious. If Seth sent me here, Jason won’t kill me or you.” Logically that’s sensible, but once he repeated it, no longer did it make sense.

“Are you daft? Have you gone mental? Seth doesn’t care if you live or die either. Jason owns him money. In order for him not to break Jason’s knee caps, he must train you to be his pain slut.” Sven’s harsh truths cut through me like a knife, and twisted it one last time, when I wrapped my pretty head around that Seth didn’t give a fuck if I lived or died. He just wanted his money.

“I’m literally and figuratively fucked… is what you are saying, right? That I’m damned if I do, and damned if I don’t. Either way, I’m to be miserable forever, lovely. I thought he loved me…” Poor Sven just stared down as the range of emotions glazed over my eyes like a tumultuous storm.

“No…fuck no. I’m not going to let that happen.” His head shook back and forth, and the dark brooding gaze was one I’d seen often. “Jason’s crossed the line this time. It’s always been consensual. Always. Fuck.” He finally sat up and left me there of my own free will, and neither of us spoke or moved for what seemed like an eternity.

For me, every second in the house was like that, until recently. Sven changed, and I can’t really say when it happened, but I was glad he did. He’s my only chance.

Inching my way from my back, and I crawled to be closer, to be nearer to my only hope. “Please don’t let him kill me, Sven. I’ll do anything you ask, just please?” My voice shook with fear as I begged for my life, while true and honest terror wrenched in my gut. A slow trickle of tears had begun to creep down my cheeks like a whisper of knowledge that I believed in him.

“I’ve a plan Sadi, trust me. In three nights this nightmare will be behind us.” There’s remorse in his voice, the sharpness was nothing I ever felt from him before. Such clarity in those words.

He was leaving his family behind for me.

My faith, my fate, and my future were in his hands.

Please don’t let me be Fucked!