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.
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.
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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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A five handcuff review
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