Nov 23 2011
I’m not sure how I conned Meljean Brook into writing a short erotic novella for this collection. It’s not a steampunk with mechanical machines or iron devices but a contemporary written with a weird twist. In many ways, it is classic Brook wherein she reimagines BDSM in a totally different lens. Of course, I think she needs to write a fuller length story about these two. What happens when they get out of the cabin?
Silk tugged at the corners of her mouth while his fingers worked the knot. “Did he hurt you?”
Jenny answered with a slight shake of her head. Not yet, she thought.
No. That thought didn’t belong here. Only Ian did.
Gently, he pulled the knot apart and drew the silk from her lips. His big hand cupped her jaw, and he smiled—the same smile that had made her belly flop over and her pussy clench the first time she’d seen it, three years ago. The same smile that had made her believe Ian Grayson had a mouth she ought to be kissing.
His thumb caressed the raw corner of her lips, and his smile widened to a grin. “If not for this situation, Jenny, I’d say the position you’re in is ripe with possibility.”
No, he wouldn’t say it. He was just trying to make her laugh, to make her feel better—because even if Ian wanted to make such a suggestion, he wouldn’t actually say it, let alone follow through on it.
Not with his partner’s sister.
Next up is Bruised Ego by Christine D’Abo