S.E.X. Review~ Isabella's Pirate Dom by Skye Michaels

[Siren Everlasting Classic: Erotic Consensual BDSM Romance, spanking, whipping, HEA]

Isabella Ridgefield and her Dom, Chris Powers, accept Jamie Devereau’s invitation to visit the Black Dahlia Hotel and BDSM club in Fort Lauderdale, and to enjoy a cruise aboard the Golden Dolphin mega yacht from Fort Lauderdale to Tampa for the annual Gasparilla Days Pirate Festival.  

All kinds of sexy hijinks abound as the passengers enjoy the secret BDSM club aboard the ship as it travels around the Florida peninsula to Tampa Bay.

Isabella is surprised to run into an old boyfriend and Dom, Armando Moreno, at the Black Dahlia Hotel. He ill-advisedly wants to resume the relationship that ended five years ago, bringing out some previously hidden insecurities. Both Chris and Armando’s sub, Tiffany, are not happy about that idea. Can Isabella and Chris's relationship survive the appearance of a ghost from the past?

But there is something else going on.   

Just what is Armando up to in Tampa?

Skye Michaels always spins a cleverly developed BDSM tale and Isabella's Pirate Dom did not disappoint.

Cruising the southern tip of Florida brought a new set of adventures aboard the Golden Dolphin as dom Chris and submissive Isabella found turmoil and love.

Ms. Michaels' never fails to deliver sexy characters and spicy sexual scenes. Chris and Isabella were a dynamic couple enhanced by the author's careful pen and open style of writing. The attention to detail, sans overthinking, is a forte of Ms. Michaels, along with her ability to intertwine the characters from previous books.

Another winner to the Black Dahlia Hotel series.

Definite S.E.X.

A five handcuff review

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2017 ©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.

S.E.X. Review ~ Quinn's Secret Gifts by Skye Michaels

[Siren Everlasting Classic ManLove:: Erotic Alternative Consensual BDSM Romance, M/M, paranormal elements, HEA]

Irish born large animal veterinarian Quinn O’Laughlin’s wealthy clientele trust him with their equine partners in the small, international horse community of Wellington, Florida, but he has secrets. His equine patients aren’t spilling the beans that it is Quinn’s healing hands and mind-to-mind communication skills that are his greatest talents.

Master Dom and International show jumping star, Jessop Stoneman, finds Quinn very attractive in an elemental way. His on-again, off-again affair with his dishonest ex-jumping trainer is definitely over for good, and he’s interested in Quinn.

The opening of the Winter Equestrian Festival at the Palm Beach International Equestrian Center is rife with excitement over the Olympic trials. Danger is in the air when very valuable horses go missing. What can the vet and the jumper expect of this show season on the professional and personal levels? Can Quinn and Jess solve the mystery of the valuable kidnapped horses?

A Siren Erotic Romance

The equestrian world came alive in Skye Michaels new book Quinn’s Secret Gifts. Both involved in horsemanship ~ one a ride, the other a veterinarian~ Jess and Quinn took their professionally relationship and elevated it to personal.

In the lifestyle and already doubting his ability as a dom, Jess turned his sights on the lovely Irish vet with a submissive streak.

The main characters were caught up in drama and intrigue as horse nappers ran amok. What I most enjoy when reading a Skye Michaels book was the attention to detail and the ability to teach this reader something new. Additionally, the author, if possible, sets her books during actual world events thus authenticating the setting.

Jess and Quinn were likeable characters and although the focus was not on BDSM, the story flowed, containing other facets that kept me interested.

The Wilton Park Grand Hotel series was worth the time and Quinn’s Secret Gifts did not disappoint.

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Sexy and Sizzling

A four and a half 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.

S.E.X.Review~ Casey's Last Chance

The Golden Dolphin, a 300 foot mega yacht owned by Devereau Shipping which hosts secret BDSM cruises around the world, is making a transatlantic crossing to the Mediterranean for a Greek Islands cruise.  The fun includes a hurricane at sea, an encounter with some pirates and Captain Con’s confrontation with his controlling Greek grandmother who wants him to marry a Greek shipping heiress, as well as some hot romance and BDSM action in the onboard Dungeon. It tells the story of gorgeous Greek Captain Constantine Cortelis, and beautiful red-headed purser, Casey Campbell, whose story has woven through the previous six books.  After their tumultuous history, can Casey survive the excitement and can Con and Casey finally get past their problems and cement their on again-off again relationship?  This is the final book of this series and is a stand alone, although it is fun to know the stories of past passengers.

A beautiful ending to a wonderful series~ Casey’s Last Chance by Skye Michaels was everything I’d hoped as my last two favorite couples joined as one.

Golden Dolphin pursuer Casey and ship’s captain Con have been in a D/s relationship throughout the series, but not officially bound. Marred by a previous circumstance the two lovebirds have been on the outs, but attempting to head in the right direction.

I loved Casey and Con. She was a spit-fire tempered redhead and he was a stoic and handsome Greek. The secondary characters added spice and depth to the story and I even enjoyed Con’s meddling grandmother. Doesn’t every family have one of those?

Old friends from previous voyages on the Golden Dolphin joined in and the intrigue made the story all the more exciting.

The sex was steamy and off the charts, while well placed and well written. The Golden Dolphin series will go down as one of my favorite BDSM series and Skye Michaels hit it out of the park.

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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.

S.E.X. ~travel Day 6~ Hannalore's Treasure

Tyler Brandon is Stanford’s bad boy professor of archaeology.  As the head of the Heritage and Archaeology Department, he is known as “Indiana Ty” by the students in his classes, and he enjoys an adventurous lifestyle exploring the world for new finds.  As a certified hunk with a love ‘em and leave ‘em reputation with the ladies, he is sought after by every star struck coed on campus.  He is seen at University events with a different gorgeous woman on his arm each time. 

Ty’s teaching assistant, Hannalore Bascomb, is as buttoned up a young woman as could be found on a modern California campus.  Raised by her elderly grandmother after the death of her parents in a rock climbing accident when she was three, Hanna is ill-equipped to deal with Dr. Brandon.  As her supervisor and thesis advisor she has been in a position to witness the parade of beautiful women coming and going from his life over the past year, and she is extremely wary of the handsome professor with the dark and dangerous good looks.  Despite his efforts to flirt with her, she knows she is no match for his tons of experience. Talk about the lion and the lamb.  She knows she wouldn’t stand a chance.

Hanna is torn when she has an opportunity to accompany Dr. Brandon on an expedition to view a recently discovered cenote, or sinkhole used for Mayan ritual sacrifice, in Guatemala preparatory to filing the necessary excavation permits with the Guatemalan government.  Which will win out—the excitement of the find and the opportunity for some hands-on field experience to broaden the scope of her doctoral thesis or the danger of too much exposure to the handsome Ty Brandon?

Ty is curious to see if the luscious body hinted at under the high-necked lace blouses and mid-calf length skirts worn by his very shy and retiring assistant is a figment of his imagination or a treasure to be discovered and plundered.  He knows that if he can convince her to take the cruise to Central America with him aboard the Golden Dolphin, a three hundred foot super yacht that provides a very discreet, luxurious and private venue for BDSM cruises, he might be able to find out.  He has recently been dissatisfied with the transitory nature of his current lifestyle and thinks he might be ready for a change.

Add in the continuing saga of Captain Con Cortelis and Purser Casey Campbell, some nefarious looters, and fractious natives guarding their ancestral ritual grounds, and you have a rocking good time on the Golden Dolphin’s cruise down the coast of California, Mexico, Central America and through the Panama Canal to her home port of Miami.

ADULT EXCERPT

Without giving up her lips, Ty maneuvered her back into the suite and toward the double doors of the bedroom that she had glimpsed when she came in that morning. Before she knew it, she felt the edge of the bed behind her knees, and she was falling onto the soft mattress. His weight was on top of her, but strangely, she didn’t get that upwelling of panic she would have expected as he settled on top of her. It felt wonderful although she was still a bit nervous. Well, who wouldn’t be? This was Dr. Tyler Brandon lying between her thighs. On a bed! Oh, my. She took a deep breath. Relax and enjoy it, girl. This may be your only opportunity.

He finally broke the kiss, and his lips cruised down her throat to the tops of her breasts. Her nipples immediately hardened to tight buds. She gasped as his tongue outlined the lace cups of her Victoria’s Secret bra. During the year she had worked as his teaching assistant, she hid the sexy secret of her beautiful lingerie under the ultraconservative clothes she wore. She had always believed that the purpose of sexy lingerie was more to make the woman feel good about herself than to entice the man—although a little enticing certainly wouldn’t hurt. With Ty’s hard cock cradled between her thighs she didn’t think it would take too much enticement.

With his hands on the bed beside her shoulders, he lifted up on his tanned, muscular arms and looked down into her face. “I want to go as fast and hard as humanly possible here, but I realize that may be too much for you.” His face was serious. “Are you really okay with this, Hanna?”

“Yes. I’m really okay. Let’s do it before I change my mind and regret it for the rest of my life.” He grinned before he lowered his head again and sucked her turgid nipple through the lace of her bra. Her eyes closed, and she just savored the feelings coursing through her. Oh, it felt so good she was having trouble concentrating. He sat back, and she felt him lift her T-shirt. Before she knew it, Ty had ripped it up and over her head and tossed it on the floor. The busy fingers on one hand were unlatching the clasp, and her full breasts spilled out into his hands. Oh, God. She had daydreamed about this so many times.

“Have you been wearing this sexy stuff under those buttoned up shirts all this time? If you have, I may have to spank you for keeping this delicious secret from me.”

She felt her cheeks turning pink. Just the thought of being across Ty’s lap for a spanking made her lady parts quiver. “You wouldn’t really do that, would you?”

“Oh, baby, I really would do that.” He returned his lips to the other nipple, tugging and pulling the raspberry tip as spikes of desire winged their way directly to her pussy. She loved when he called her baby. She sighed in delight. He pulled her shorts and bikini underwear down her legs in one swoop. Then he peeled her bra down her arms and off, and they joined her T-shirt on the floor. He stood up and quickly pulled his T-shirt over his head, dropped his jeans, and lay down on the bed beside her. Oh, Dr. Brandon goes commando. She wondered how often he had been in that state when she was surreptitiously watching his great ass under those jeans.

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, I’m naked on the bed with Ty Brandon. She could barely digest this piece of amazing information before he rolled her over on top of him.

He stroked his big hands down her back and over her butt before he gave her bottom a sharp smack. “That’s for holding out on me about the fancy lingerie.” He grinned and soothed the red handprint on her bottom. She felt the feminine juices that had been trickling between her legs begin to gush. Her body was completely ready for Ty even if her mind might not be.

He cuddled her close to his chest and kissed her deeply before he encouraged her to sit up, straddling his pelvis. “Rub on me, baby. I want to feel those hot, wet lips of yours gliding over my cock.” He put his hands on her hips and gently encouraged her to move. She picked up the rhythm until they were both enjoying the slick feel of her pussy lips against his hardness. He took a moment to reach into the bedside table for a condom and quickly rolled it on. He lifted her up and over him before he slowly lowered her onto his erect cock. Hanna shuddered. She couldn’t believe the delicious feeling that was emanating from their joined bodies as she slid down onto him. “That’s what I’ve been waiting for, baby—to feel that hot, wet silk close around me.” Hanna was blown away by the sensations as he started to move and thrust up into her slick channel. She didn’t want to let his delicious cock escape her pussy and tightened her inner muscles on each withdrawal. The pleasure and feeling of fullness was exquisite. As her desire began to ramp up, she took over—riding him hot and hard toward a precipice she didn’t quite understand. She’d had sex, but she had never felt like this before. She wasn’t totally inexperienced, but she lacked the confidence in herself to take control of an encounter and to take the pleasure she was entitled to as a mature woman. Hanna was flying as the orgasm burst over her with Ty following several hard and deep thrusts later.

As the final shimmers rippled through her body, she settled down against him with her head on his shoulder. “If I had known it would be this good, I wouldn’t have waited a year to try it.”

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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.

S.E.X~ travel Day 5~ Pandora's Box

After her sister's death, wildlife photographer Pandora Wescott packed up a box of camera equipment that belonged to her older half sister, the famous fashion photographer, Petra Taylor. Petra had taken her own life in her New York apartment and left a note saying that she was sorry, but she just couldn't go on without her "Master." In looking through the photos stored on one of Petra's digital cameras, Pandora is shocked to find out that Petra had been involved in an extreme lifestyle. While clearing out her apartment, Pandora learns about the cruise Petra had taken with her Master on the luxury yacht, the Golden Dolphin, which provides a venue for discrete BDSM cruises. Desperate for information about Petra and her Master, Pandora manages to book an Alaskan cruise under the pretense that she wants to take the new sub training class while completing an assignment in Alaska for a wildlife magazine. Once onboard she meets the handsome and enigmatic neurosurgeon, Dr. John Grayson, who is blown away by the beautiful and mysterious photographer. He is determined to make her his sub and to find out what unhappiness is lurking beneath her surface. Will the secrets they are hiding destroy any chance of a relationship?

ADULT EXCERPT

Gray stood up from the deep leather chair with her still in his arms. She was amazed at his strength. She was not exactly a featherweight. He walked over to the opulently dressed bed in the corner and placed her gently in the center. She watched eagerly as he removed his trousers and donned a condom before he came down beside her. Pandora felt her pulse quicken as she looked up into his expressive, soft, chocolate-brown eyes. The heat of his gaze was setting her on fire. She felt a low, slow burn in her belly, and she knew she had to have him—or maybe he had to have her. He was mesmerizing in the power of not only his physical form but his Dom personality.

“Spread your legs, sub.” This time his deep Dom voice brought immediate compliance, and her pussy clenched as he slid his fingers from her clit to her opening and plunged them in. He worked her body until the climax that had been building again shuddered through her. She looked up in fear. She had just come again without his permission. “It’s okay, Pandora. You’re fine.” She relaxed and let the waves of pleasure roll through her body. He withdrew his fingers and plunged his hard cock into her hot pussy up to his balls. She gasped. He was long and thick, but she quickly stretched to accommodate his size as he started to move with short, slow strokes. He interlaced his fingers with hers over her head and kissed the pulse beating in the hollow of her throat. Pandora looked into his soft gaze and liked what she saw there. She knew there were depths to this man and that she had barely scratched the surface. When she relaxed into his movement, he began the hard, fast strokes that took her over the edge as waves of excruciating pleasure rolled through her again. She had never come like that in her life. She was beginning to understand the appeal of the BDSM lifestyle. When the roaring in her ears had receded, she collapsed back against the bed, and Gray came with a powerful blast that bowed his body. The man is burning me up from the inside out.

* * * *

Gray pulled Pandora up against his side and rolled to spoon behind her with his arm around her waist. He whispered in her ear. “Baby, that was exceptional.” She nestled into him, but he thought she was already asleep. He would let her rest for a while before he carried her back to his suite. He wanted her sweet body cuddled up against him tonight. He didn’t want her to be alone after their scene. He was beginning to realize that this was more than a scene to him. His interaction with Pandora had the potential to be an important relationship for him, and he hoped for her as well.

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Pandora had slept well and fully relaxed in Gray’s strong arms. She had reveled in the feeling of his embrace for a few moments after she awoke. It was a deeply satisfying, safe, and secure feeling she had not enjoyed since before Petra’s death. That she had not had the troubling recurring dream about Petra for the first night in months was a relief. She had slipped out of Gray’s bed before the sun illuminated the bedroom and returned to her cabin after kissing him softly on the forehead. He really was a special man, but she had to keep her main objective in sight. She knew she was developing feelings for him. She was not on this cruise for good sex or to hook up with a hot guy, or to fall in love for that matter. She was here to find out what had happened to Petra that caused her to take her own life. She was more than a little worried about the feelings for Gray that seemed to be creeping up on her. It was more than the fact that he was extremely handsome and sexy though she wasn’t ready to identify those feelings even to herself. She was afraid of what they might be.

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After lunch and the skeet shooting activities, Gray had returned to his suite to change for the Dom/sub class in the dungeon that afternoon. He had seen Pandora briefly at the pool, but she was with the other girls. He had kissed the top of her head before he dropped down into the chaise next to her. Then he leaned over and whispered in her ear in his slightly menacing Dom voice, “We will talk about your disappearing act this morning when we get to the dungeon.” He felt the ripple of nerves run down her arm where their bodies touched. Good. You need to know just who is in charge here. He would set her straight about her morning disappearance in no uncertain terms.

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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.

S.E.X.~ travel Day 4~ Cassandra's Revenge by

Savannah jewelry designer, Cassandra St. Clare, agrees to accompany her best friend, interior designer, Devon James, on a singles cruise aboard the Golden Dolphin, a three hundred foot super yacht.  The cruise was a prize in a charity raffle at Le Club Waterfront-Savannah, a BDSM club located in an old cotton warehouse on the Savannah River, and promises to be a blast.  Although Cassandra has only been an infrequent guest of Devon’s at Le Club, she’s game to give the BDSM cruise a try.

The Golden Dolphin provides a very discreet, luxurious and private venue for BDSM cruises.  The Greek captain, Constantine Cortelis, Alexander Dragados, the Chief Mate, as well as Gregory Dempsey and Natasha Romanova are all aboard again.  And surprisingly, of course, the lovely Baxter sisters, jewel thieves extraordinaire!

Cassie is shocked to discover that the boyfriend who stood her up on her senior prom night is aboard and is apparently now a Dom.  It had been fifteen years since she last saw him.  At first she is tempted to bolt, but when she realizes that he did not recognize her, she decides to stick it out.  She would just avoid him at all costs. 

Beaumont Bainbridge finds the tall blonde stunning and wonders why she heads the other direction every time he looks her way.  He can’t figure her out.  Every other woman aboard is clamoring for his attention—just like they always do.  Beau doesn’t understand why the beautiful Sandy is giving him the cold shoulder.  Can he figure it out and maybe even warm her up?

Adult Excerpt

“I don’t know, Beau. I don’t know if I can trust you not to screw me over again. I’m confused, and I don’t understand how I’m feeling right now. I’m still mad as hell at you, but you touch something inside me that no one else has ever touched.” She shook her head in bewilderment.

“Did you think when we made love all those times that I was looking to screw you over? I can promise you that I wasn’t. I was confused by you, annoyed by you, excited by you, but I never wanted to hurt you. I wanted to spank your butt a couple of times, but that’s not the same thing.”

“Do you remember that beach party at Devon’s parent’s cottage on Tybee Island that summer before senior year when I was working at the club? It was great—the music, the bonfire, all our friends. We had so much fun. And then we dated all of my senior year whenever you could get down from Atlanta. You were so cute, such a gentleman, and very attentive. I never could have imagined you would want to hurt me like that.”

“I didn’t want to hurt you. I made a stupid mistake, and believe it or not, it’s affected my life to some extent as well. Not that I thought about it all the time. I won’t lie to you to make myself look better. But I never did forget it, and when I did think about what I’d done, I felt like a real shit. Please forgive me.”

He kissed her again, and when she sank into him, he untied the strings of her bikini bottom. He re-tied the strings and put it over his arm so it wouldn’t float away on the waves. He watched her reaction carefully, and when she didn’t protest, his heart skipped a beat. She hadn’t said she forgave him, but she wasn’t stopping him either.

Her center was now crushed against his middle, and his erection was straining to get free. He pushed his trunks down and secured them over his arm as well. Now they were skin-to-skin under the water, and there wasn’t a soul in sight. The rocking motion of the waves and the feeling of her body pressed to his was sublime. He could spend the rest of the day right here with her thighs locked around his waist. Only one thing would make it better. He lifted her into position and thrust his hard cock into her warm pussy. The shaft of pleasure that sizzled down his spine made his legs weak. He braced himself against the roll of the waves and began to rock her with short, hard thrusts while he gripped her hips. He lowered his head and nosed the scant coverage of her bikini top aside and took the salty tip of her breast into his mouth. She groaned, and he thought he would lose it. This was the one woman who had the power to rock his world. He’d made love to a lot of women in a lot of places, but he knew even if they went no further than this moment, it would always be one of the highlights of his life.

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Cassie threw her head back and gave him her throat. She couldn’t stand to keep looking so deeply into his eyes as he entered her. She was afraid of what she saw there, afraid to trust her own judgment and emotions, never mind his. The intimate caress of his hard cock in her hot pussy was enough to send her over the edge, but she held back. She wanted these moments to last forever. They might be all she ever had of him from now on, and she knew these memories would be precious no matter what happened between them. He continued to pump into her as his husky voice whispered sweet nothings in her ear in the sexy Southern drawl she couldn’t resist. Her breath quickened, and she exploded into an exquisite climax as she convulsed around him, milking his thick shaft with every thrust. His hard cock pulsed his release as he kissed her with a fierceness that took her breath away. She rested up against his wet chest until their hearts stopped pounding. Finally, they both floated in the warm waves, their hands clasped together, content to drift in the warm surf as they watched the puffy clouds pass by.

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Savannah jewelry designer Cassandra got her revenge and her man in Skye Michaels’ Cassandra’s Revenge, Golden Dolphin 4.

Cassandra and Beau were electric in the single BDSM cruise aboard the Golden Dolphin.

Jilted as a young girl, Cassie has waited fifteen years to get her revenge on Beau and once she did, she tangled with her feelings for him. The progression from rage to hurt to love was well-written and Ms. Michaels permitted the characters to guide her in the telling. Cassie and Beau were sexy and steamy as they traversed murky waters and found their way to each other’s arm.

I particularly liked Devon and Sy; supporting characters who added quirkiness and fun. Cassandra’s Revenge was a great addition to the series and I loved Cassie’s no-nonsense attitude.

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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.

S.E.X.- travel Day 3~ Violette's Bravado~ Off to Carnival~

Violette O’Reilly, concert violinist, is injured by a fall down the stairs in the subway after an evening performance at Lincoln Center.  Her Dom, well-known Manhattan real estate developer, Nik Rossiter, convinces her to recuperate aboard the Golden Dolphin, the three hundred foot super yacht on a BDSM cruise to Rio de Janeiro for Carnival while he looks into the incident.  

Violette can’t believe anyone would hurt her on purpose, but Nik is sure it’s not an accident.  Can Nik protect Violette from a jealous friend and the Russian mob can he convince her she wants to spend the rest of her life with him?  Throw in some sexy jewels thieves and you’re in for a hot trip to Rio.  The usual suspects are aboard including Captain Constantine Cortelis, First Mate Alexander Dragados, Saltydawg, and Jamie Deverau and Anne Sutton. 

ADULT EXPERT

When they had finished their coffee and croissants, he got up and brought in the paper, which they split between them—arts and leisure to her, news and real estate to him. They read in comfortable silence while they finished second cups of coffee. When he had completely gotten over his ire from their previous conversation, he threw his papers on to the floor and took hers from her hands. He pulled her into his arms for a stunning kiss.

“Good morning, Ms. O’Reilly. Care for a morning quickie?”

She leaned into his kiss and opened herself to him. She was a responsive and loving woman who thoroughly enjoyed their very active and slightly unconventional BDSM lifestyle. He rolled her over and stuffed a pillow under her belly, elevating her glorious butt. He patted her ass.

“Still a little pink, babe. I’m sorry about that.” He spread her legs and began to stroke her damp core with his hot cock, teasing and tantalizing. She raised her bottom for him, and he found her pussy wet with her sweet honey. Her natural wild honey scent drove him nuts. He could never get enough of her.

* * * *

Violette smiled her secret smile. “Don’t be sorry, Nikki. Just love me now. You know I love what we do, and I did give you a hard time last night.”  She knew she was a trial and tribulation to him at times, but she had been crazy about him since their first meeting.  He had been so tall and handsome in his evening wear.  It hadn’t taken her long after that first night to realize she was in love with him, as unlikely as love at first sight had seemed.  Even though she hadn’t known about his interest in BDSM at first, she had sensed his dominant personality, and it had drawn her in like a bee to honey despite her wildly independent streak.  Oh, well. Opposites attract.

He lightly smacked her bottom, shocking the nerves of her tight pussy awake. “Yes, you did.” He grinned. She knew he loved every minute of her insubordination. Well, most of the time. There were occasions when she knew he hated it. His dark-blue eyes sparkled with laughter and lust. He was so handsome. His wavy dark hair and sleekly muscled body literally took her breath away. He was a Dom from top to bottom. She knew he couldn’t help the urge to dominate her, to make everything safe and secure for her, to wrap her in the safety of his arms. But she also knew that if she let him take total control of her life, he would stifle her creativity and free spirit in his need to keep her safe from all possible harm. Submitting to Nik was like walking a tight rope. A fall to either side would be devastating. Oh, but the glorious thrill of walking the straight and narrow rope between being a good and obedient sub and being a disobedient one who often topped from the bottom was irresistible. He made her heart sing and her bottom sting, a truly awesome combination.

Nik ran his hands up from her knees to the juncture of her thighs, teasing but never quite touching her pulsing core. She raised her butt in invitation, and he quickly smacked it again. Then he soothed the red handprint she could feel on her round cheek. She wished her butt was not quite so big. Nik said it was opulent and luxurious and that he loved the round sweetheart shape. She had to take that with a grain of salt to say the least. She had a lush hourglass figure. The Rubenesque fashion in women’s figures had not been popular since the last century. She knew she wasn’t fat, but she surely wasn’t slim either— no matter how she dieted or exercised. It just wasn’t in her genetic makeup to be skinny. Nik said she was perfect, so she had to accept the word of her Dom, didn’t she? He would paddle her butt if she doubted him. Excitement rose in her belly like the tide. He never failed to arouse her. He ran his fingers through her wet folds lighting a slow burn in her pussy.

“Oh, baby. That is so good.” She moaned her delight to urge him on, but she had to be careful. She knew he wouldn’t allow her to direct the proceedings. She would just have to wait for him to up the ante.

“Call me Master.” Finally, he bent down and took her clit gently between his teeth and began to suck.

“Master.” She gasped and began to quiver. Her desire for him was beginning to blaze out of control. She was completely at his mercy in this position as he continued to torture her. With her butt temptingly up in the air, she was in the perfect position to be spanked or fucked. He quickly took advantage of it. He smacked each of her cheeks sharply, and a spear of desire rocked through her system. “Oh, God, Nikki.” She cried out in ecstasy as he plunged his rock-solid cock into her hot core until his balls were snug against her bottom. When she had stretched to accommodate his girth and length, he began a slow, rocking stroke that slammed into her G-spot as pleasure battered her senses. He reached up and lightly bit the back of her neck, and a frisson of goose bumps rippled down her spine.

She arched into him as his cock pumped hard and hot. She flew over the mountain on wings of fire as she convulsed with pleasure. She felt him quickly follow her to his own soaring completion. It had been hard and fast and totally satisfying. She sighed into the mattress as he fell on top of her. His weight on her back was sublime. She loved to feel his body collapsed in satisfaction against her.

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Violette’s Vibrato was a beautifully crafted tale by Skye Michaels and a lovely addition to the Golden Dolphin series.

Concert violinist Violette and he lover Nik Rossiter are inundated with mishaps as someone whose jealousy knew no bounds attempted to injure, then kill Violette. On board the Golden Dolphin, Nik, Violette, and some of our favorite Skye Michaels couples enjoyed a cruise to Carnival in Brazil, encountering nefarious and deceitful people along the way.

The side story involving crew chief Alex and his jewel-thief sub was a titillating addition and added an element of spice to the already heated tale.

Nik and Violette were a powerhouse duo, professionally and personally. They electrified the sheets and the sexual chemistry was off the charts.

My only drawback, I would have loved more of Nik’s Russian-mobster great-grandmother, as her depiction made me smile.

As always, Skye Michaels held my attention with sexy BDSM scenes and beautifully written characters.

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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.

S.E.X.-travel Day 2~ Harper's Submission

High-powered Manhattan attorney and Domme, Harper Cameron, has just finished a four month trial and she’s tired – tired of being the one on the line, the one in control, the one responsible for the outcome of the very complicated antitrust trial that was make-or-break for her firm.  The unrelenting, but undisclosed, attraction she had felt for her client had not made the trial any easier.  She had pulled it off and gotten a verdict for her client, but she needed a chance to get away and rejuvenate. 

Harper’s client, the reclusive multi-millionaire businessman Morgan Court, is a member of Le Club Eastside – Manhattan where he has seen the Domme, Harper Cameron.  He has had his eye on the sexy attorney since the first time he saw her.  Out in public, aided by the clear lens glasses he often wears a la Clark Kent, nondescript clothing, and his uncanny ability to blend in to his surroundings, he hides a stunning physique and handsome face.  When he goes to Le Club Eastside, he wears a mask. His extreme penchant for privacy has made him a target for newspapers and gossip magazines. 

 After the trial is over he invites Harper to accompany him on a cruise aboard the Golden Dolphin.  She decides to take him up on his no-strings-attached offer to enjoy a BDSM cruise aboard the luxurious three-hundred foot super yacht.  She is unaware that he has decided that she is going to bottom for him.   Little does he know that he’s met his match.  It won’t be easy to dominate the beautiful, sexy, and determined Harper, who has demons of her own to conquer.  But despite her reluctance to become involved with him, she finds Morgan Court compelling and sexy.  She’s going to have a fight on her hands.

Adult Excerpt

Morgan was waiting impatiently for Harper in the main dungeon. He was anxious to get started, and he wanted to see how much progress she had actually made since their initial scene together. The room was beautiful and well equipped with the standard BDSM paraphernalia. The walls were lined with an assortment of ornate gilt-framed mirrors to highlight the action in each scene as though it was happening on a movie screen. The effect was elegant and rather surreal.

When Harper entered the room Morgan caught his breath. Her long, silky black hair cascaded over creamy breasts pushed up into temping mounds atop her black bustier. He wanted nothing more than her mile-long legs wrapped around his waist while he fucked her until she was a boneless puddle in his arms.

He had donned his mask and stood with his arms crossed over his chest while he watched her scan the room looking for him. He knew it was an intimidating stance, but nonetheless, he felt her hot, challenging gaze as soon as her eyes found him. Her demeanor was not in the least submissive. Her icy-blue eyes raked over him in an almost insolent, if not hungry, gaze. He had known she had a deep well of grit, but this insubordination would have to be dealt with. Morgan immediately morphed into Dom mode and stood waiting for her to approach him. He had to get a grip and take control of the scene. He would remind her that he was the Dom, and she was the sub, forcefully if necessary. He obviously still had her Domme mentality to deal with. She wasn’t going to give him her submission without a battle, and he was ready to storm her walls and take it. Morgan knew her underlying emotional problems were still there. They had not magically disappeared. He had to firmly rout them from her head and her heart. He knew that Harper would try to take control of the scene, but he couldn’t allow it. She was definitely the most challenging sub he had ever dealt with, and he knew it would take all of his skill to subdue her.

She crossed the room to him, but when she didn’t immediately assume the slave position in front of him, he hardened his voice and his stance and said, “Greet your Master, sub. Strip and assume the position.”

She looked momentarily uncertain and embarrassed by her failure to enter the dungeon in scene, but her gaze still challenged him, and she hadn’t dropped to her knees. She slowly began to unlace the bustier as she looked into his eyes.

“You forget yourself, sub. Lower your eyes and assume the position.” Morgan saw her hesitate for a moment. Good. She realizes her mistake and is attempting to correct it. When her full, round breasts spilled out of the open bustier, he almost lost it. He forced himself to remain in scene while she removed her skirt and shoes. When she was finally naked, she dropped into the slave position at his feet with her head bowed.

“Good evening, Master. I hope I please you.”

“You please me very much, Harper, but you know your insubordination will have to be corrected.” She did, indeed, please him. Her ivory perfection was stunning. He couldn’t bring himself to call her “sub” at this moment. It was too dehumanizing for what he was attempting to accomplish. He needed to subdue her, but he wanted her to feel safe enough to voluntarily give over control to him so that he could lift the burden of her childhood from her shoulders, even if only for a few moments. Hopefully she could then gain the strength to overcome it, to push it aside and go forward.

He spread her thighs, widening her legs until he was satisfied with her position. She was vulnerable and totally open to him. She looked a little nervous, but that was only to be expected. He ran his hands over her arms and legs, gently massaging the muscles while he looked into her eyes. He could see the fear there. “Harper, it’s okay. You’re going to be fine. Just relax and let me take over.”

Morgan walked over to the wall of implements. He was looking for just the right thing. He wanted her to feel the sting of this correction, but he didn’t want it to be too harsh. The point was to help her reach the threshold of submission and to cross over. He wanted to teach her to reach for her own pleasure. He could feel her eyes following him. Then he saw what he was looking for—a soft suede flogger. He picked it up, and ran the strands through his hands to test them as her eyes took in every move he made. He walked back to where she was restrained.

He walked in front of her so she could see the flogger he held in his hands up close and personal. When her eyes widened, he slowly ran the soft strands over her breasts and belly as he prepared her body and mind for the coming ordeal. Then he walked behind her and ran them over her back and butt. She flinched. Good. I need to ramp up her anxiety level.

“Master….”

“Silence, Sub. You knew you were earning this correction with your attitude when you came into the dungeon. I am the Master and you are the sub. You will acknowledge that, but first you will reap your punishment. You will receive ten strikes, and you will count for your Master. If you don’t count, we will go back to number one and start again. Understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, Master. Please punish this disobedient sub.”

Morgan brought the flogger down on her butt. The strike was not hard. He put just enough body English behind the stroke to give it a slight sting. He waited for her to count. When she didn’t, he said, “Sub, count for your Master. We will begin again.” He brought the suede strips down across her butt again, this time with a little more force.

“One, Master.” He could see the worry in her eyes. 

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Harper was a Domme and a high-powered attorney. Morgan, a Pharma billionaire and Dom. Together the two steamed up the courtroom and the bedroom in Harper’s Submission.

Skye Michaels delivered a sexy tale of a woman’s transformation from what Harper thought she needed to be, to what she truly was. As a Domme, Harper was used to being in charge of her subs, but she never satisfied herself, and quite frankly didn’t know how. Ms. Michaels careful hand brought Harper’s personality to the forefront as well as her frustrations and inhibitions with her past life. The story flowed and gave credence to Harper’s ability to overcome her tumultuous past.

Morgan was sex on two legs~ powerful and attentive, he knew exactly what Harper needed and delivered.

Harper’s Submission demonstrated that submission could be a beautiful thing and very powerful~ the submissive holding all the cards.

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.