I want to thank Evelise for choosing to highlight the Golden
Dolphin Series just in time for Vacation Season! Wow.
Is everyone ready to take a trip aboard a gorgeous 300-foot private
yacht? I’ve drooled (lovely visual
y’all) over those boating magazines and wished I could sail off on one of the
great super yachts, so I decided we could all go along for the trip. I have a friend whose husband is a captain,
and he has been very helpful to me in getting the details right—like where a boat the size
of the Golden Dolphin (that’s the length of a football field) can physically go,
what happens to a big boat caught out in the Atlantic during a hurricane, and
how long it takes to get for here to there, etc.
Jamie Devereau, one of my all-time favorite heroes (from
Anne’s Courage, Book 3 of the Le Club Series), got a deal he couldn’t refuse
and bought the beautiful, 300-foot, 5-deck super yacht that has accommodations
for 32 guests in 15 super luxurious suites and 26 crew members. Sounds unbelievable right? Well, if you want to see the real boat,
google Attessa IV for a tour. This is
one of the websites:
I’ve stuck pretty
closely to the real deal with a few exceptions.
The real boat doesn’t have a BDSM dungeon! LOL. But
it does have the Chihuly chandelier and the Botero sculpture, helicopter and
two tenders.
I loved writing this series not only for the fabulous heroes
(I fell in love with each one) and beautiful heroines (who are not all perfect
but could be our girlfriends), but for the wonderful locations. We have gone everywhere from Rio De Janeiro
and the Amazon River to Alaska and many wonderful fun places in between. The final book of the series, Casey’s Last
Chance, Book 7, tells the story of the gorgeous Greek captain, Constantine
Cortelis and beautiful purser, Casey Campbell whose story weaves through the
other books. Each book is stand-alone,
but it’s fun to know everyone’s story.
While I have not personally been to each location, I’ve been to many,
and I hope you all feel like you’ve been on a wonderful trip as well.
Fear not, the Golden Dolphin will continue to make
occasional appearances in The Black Dahlia Hotel Series (M/f) and The Wilton
Park Grand Hotel Series (M/m). I can’t
bear to say goodbye to that wonderful boat or her fabulous crew! Bon Voyage!
Have a wonderful trip.
Please visit me on Twitter (@skyemichaels) and on my new
website, www.skyemichaelsbooks.com
When the Devereau brothers, members
of the BDSM club known as Le Club Laurel Oak–Ocala, buy a super yacht named the
Golden Dolphin for the purpose of around-the-world BDSM cruises, they hire the
Greek captain, Constantine Cortelis, and Alexander Dragados as chief mate. The Golden Dolphin BDSM club is to be run by
Gregory Dempsey and Natasha Romanova from LeClub Beaudelaire–New Orleans.
Billionaire
businessman, Drew Blessingame, has a less than pleasant personality in his
dealings with his office staff. After
having recently broken his engagement with socialite, Eugenia Cartwright, he
decides not to cancel his cruise aboard the luxurious three-hundred foot super
yacht. Drew takes one of his executive
assistants, Ivorie James, with him on the cruise. Ivorie would rather go to the dentist than
spend three weeks on a ship with Drew Blessingame. But a miracle happens. Drew becomes human, and Ivorie becomes
smitten. When Drew’s ex-fiancé, Eugenia,
realizes she made a huge tactical error in letting Drew get away, she decides
to get him back at any cost – even if that means getting rid of Ivorie. Can Ivorie survive Eugenia’s machinations, and
can Drew overcome his doubts about his lack of good judgment and make a
commitment to Ivorie before it’s too late?
ADULT EXCERPT
Drew gazed into her eyes. They
looked a bit heavy. She couldn’t be sleepy. If she said she was tired and
wanted to call it a night, he thought he might cry like a baby. He took the
wine glass from her hand, put it on the table next to his brandy snifter, and
gently pulled her into his arms. And then, no longer gentle, he crushed his
mouth down on her ripe, red lips in a hard kiss. He coaxed her lips open to
accept his tongue as their mouths melded. He ran his hands down her back and,
cupping her round bottom, pulled her tight against his hard shaft. She
whimpered and burrowed into his chest as he savaged her delicate lips. His
tongue plunged into her mouth, and she opened to him. He groaned in relief. She
wanted this as much as he did. Drew continued to feast on her mouth as he
skimmed his hand over the swell of her breasts. He slipped his fingers into the
lacy bra cupping her high, round breasts and skimmed them over the pebbled
raspberry tips. She shivered.
“I want to make love to you,
Ivorie. If you don’t want to you’d better leave right now. If you stay much
longer I don’t know if I will be able to stop.”
* * * *
Ivorie looked into his
smoldering hazel eyes and unbuttoned his shirt. The deep timbre of his voice
sent a rush of excitement skittering up her spine. She didn’t fully understand
it, but she knew she wanted this with every fiber of her being. After all, two
days ago she couldn’t stand the sight of him. Well, that was then, and this is now! She ran her hands down his
chest. His skin was like silk over steel, smooth and hairless. Her fingers
paused to learn each ridge and valley of his washboard abs.
Ivorie smiled in
anticipation as she pushed the shirt off his broad shoulders, and her fingers
moved down to unbutton his waistband. She pushed his slacks down his muscular
thighs and was surprised to see he had gone commando. She gulped in a breath. His
shaft was at full attention, steel-hard, and more than ready. He was even more
beautiful than she had imagined. He stepped out of the slacks and kicked off
his alligator moccasins.
“Slow down, girl. Let me
have a turn.” He reached into the drawer of the table for a condom and made
quick work of suiting up.
“I don’t want to go slow,
Drew.” She couldn’t believe how turned on she was. He lifted her dress over her
head, and she was left standing in high heels and a silky blue-lace teddy that
she knew was beautiful. She had spent more on it and the cami dress than she
should have, but the look in his eyes at that moment made it worth every outrageous
penny. “Make love to me.”
He picked her up in his arms
and headed toward the bedroom. Ivorie tightened her arms around his neck as he
leaned down to push the multitude of plush throw pillows off the king-size bed
and put her gently down. She kicked her shoes off and smiled up at him as she
pulled him down next to her. She thought her behavior might be just a bit
brazen, and that wasn’t like her at all, but she couldn’t help herself. Apparently
she had harbored some feelings for Drew Blessingame that even she wasn’t aware
of—and they hadn’t all been hostile.
* * * *
Drew flipped the snaps
between her thighs open and pushed the blue silk out of the way. Then he pulled
the teddy off over her head, leaving her naked. He ran his fingers over her smooth
mound and found the little bundle of nerves at the apex. He pushed the hood
back and skimmed his fingers lightly over her clit, and she gasped and arched
her back in response. He continued the sweet torture with his mouth, nibbling
and sucking, until he thought she might be getting close. He backed off and
turned his attentions to her pulsing, slick center. He dipped two fingers into
her pussy to test her readiness. Her body was hot and trembling with want. He
kissed her hard and deep, letting her taste herself on his tongue. He didn’t
think he could wait another minute.
She pushed him over and
straddled his middle, brushing her hot center over his pulsing erection. Her
long silky hair brushed over his chest as she rubbed against him until he
didn’t think he could stand another minute of the exquisite torture. Finally,
when he thought he would explode, she lowered herself onto his hard cock,
leaned forward on her forearms, and began to stroke him, slow and easy. She
raised and lowered her body, pleasuring herself on his hard cock while he
watched the emotions cross her beautiful face. She was the picture of erotic
bliss. When he could stand the slow pace no longer, he quickly rolled her over
and took command of the situation. He restrained her wrists above her head with
one hand and supported himself with the other. When she didn’t evidence any
fear of the pseudo-bondage, he began to stroke her harder and faster until his
orgasm roared through him like a freight train, and his seed slammed into the
condom. The sounds in his head seemed just as loud as a freight train. He
slowed to let the residual waves of the orgasm pulse through his body, and then
he began to stroke her slow and easy again in the age-old rhythm of love. He
increased the pace as he watched her follow him over into her own stunning
orgasm. He collapsed on her chest and just laid there satisfied and exhausted. He
knew he was probably too heavy to stay on top of her for long, but at the
moment he was unwilling and unable to move.
When he had gotten his
breath back he said, “That was truly extraordinary, Ms. James.”
She sighed. “It certainly
was, Mr. Blessingame.”
Book 1 in Skye Michaels
the Golden Dolphin series was sensual
and erotic. Fast-paced, Ivorie's Surprise
delivered romance and intrigue set along the backdrop of the Amazon.
Ivorie and Drew were wonderfully written characters and Ms. Michaels captured their essence
while giving the readers a sexually charged tale. Ivorie's introduction into the world of BDSM was well written
with careful guidance from Drew through Ms.
Michaels' pen.
The scenic travels of the Amazon brought realism to the
forefront and the author created a world any traveler would desire to
embark.
No spoilers but Ivorie's surprise is more than a sexy man with a
little kink thrown in. Read Ivorie's
Surprise and find your sexy adventure is just one turn-page away.
Book provided by author/publisher in exchange for an
honest review
Definite S.E.X.
A five handcuff review
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2016 ©Evelise Archer All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.
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