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LiteralPleasure | The Driven Executive Edition

Welcome to Obsessed With Myshelf’s Smut & Sex Toy Pairing Guide:

LiteralPleasure | The Driven Executive Edition


What Am I Pairing?

Pure Romance’s The Executive
K. Bromberg’s DRIVEN (Driven Trilogy #1)
read my review here
see my unofficial Driven Trilogy Guide Here

Why Am I Pairing It?

Have you read the Driven Trilogy? OHMYGOD these are books that you must put on your TBR immediately. The main characters are Colton Donovan and Rylee Thomas. Colton is a hot as fuck CEO of a racecar driving company who is all about slick moves, speed around the track, and screaming orgasms. He gets around more than just the track.

After I experienced the speed and agility of The Executive, it was extremely clear that it would align perfectly with Bromberg’s Driven trilogy. This toy is basically Colton Donovan in pink. Speed – intensity – pleasure. CHECK. CHECK. CHECK.

Colton also has a pretty high sex drive – he’s ready to go when you are and he is absolutely in it until the very last lap. Similarly, The Executive won’t be one to back down from that kind of challenge. It handles every turn nicely and it definitely has enough power to lead an entire company…Colton would be proud. ON TO THE REVIEW!

The Executive
made by: Pure Romance
Retail: $189.00

• Whisper-quiet motors, so no one knows you’re meeting with the Executive
• Made from premium silicone.
• Rechargeable lithium ion battery
• Girthy, for g-spot satisfaction
• Waterproof
• Length: 5″, Girth: 5″


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If my vagina was a company (I shall name it HeadHunter, Inc.) I would be proud to have this Executive on my board. The Executive presents itself like it’s in charge and means business – and it does. It’s an efficient multi-tasker that completes its job in mere moments. This toy is most definitely a sound investment.

It comes in this really gorgeous box that screams quality. I mean, if you’re spending a good bit of money on a quality sex toy, the packaging should also look nice, right? Right. I happen to keep the boxes for all of my sex toys so that I can put them away and keep them organized. I may have turned a linen closet into a sex toy closet. Anyway, I was psyched about the box because it looks all shiny and happy next to the others. But moving on.

This toy is seriously pretty. I love sex toys that feel luxurious and that look aesthetically pleasing. This one has a bit of an artistic look to it, but I assure you that there are purposes for all of those curves. It’s also made of silicone (LOVE) so it feels as nice as it looks.

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This is a gspot stimulator, internal vag and clit stimulator toy. I wasn’t kidding when I said this toy is efficient. It does a lot. You might even say it multi-tasks. The total toy measures approximately seven inches in length, but only about 4 1/2 inches of that goes inside of you. The main shaft is a little less than five inches in girth and then the clitoral stimulator is 3.75 in girth (obviously you’re not sticking that inside yourself, but for consistency, I measured. You’re welcome).

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First things, first. You’ll need to charge The Executive for about three hours when you first get it out of the box. It comes with an external charger and I hooked it right up in my bathroom and left it to charge overnight.

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The next day I was so very ready to go. This toy has two vibration systems. Looking at the front of the toy you’ll see two buttons. The bottom button controls the internal shaft vibrations while the top button controls the clitoral stimulator vibrations. So, you could have the internal vibrator on at full blast and the clitoral one at mid pulse. If you hold the buttons down, the vibrations get stronger. This really makes it easy to find the correct combination to take you from zero to OH in three seconds flat.

As for actual use, this is pretty much a solo event. Of course, as with any toy, your partner is always able to control it while you lie back and enjoy, but it’s really designed for you to use on your own. I recommend using a bit of lube with it if you haven’t warmed yourself up to keep everything comfortable.

Let’s talk vibrations: these settings are fantastic. I was informed that some women can’t handle the highest vibration levels…somehow I could. I’m not certain what that says about my vagina, but I do know that it enjoyed every level The Executive had to offer. There’s just so many combinations that you can run through that makes this toy completely customizable for every user.

I’m always worried about sound with these things. There’s nothing worse than having your in-laws stay over and your MIL asks you over breakfast what that buzzing sound was last night. *cringe* No worries. When they say it’s whisper quiet…it actually is. My husband was on the phone sitting in bed while I used this toy right next to him (I’m awesome, right?) and the person on the other end of the call had no idea what was going on. Needless to say, his phone convo was cut a little short. #sorrynotsorry.

This toy is also aptly named. High fives to the Pure Romance marketing team. It’s unassuming but extremely powerful, incredibly efficient and gets the job done without a lot of effort on your part. Although, I did find that if you move it in and out slowly it was most effective (for me). Of course, I was enjoying being in its presence so much that I decided to stay on for round two. It just has that sort of charisma that will keep you coming *ah hem* back for more.

The Executive is an extremely well made toy that works perfectly. It will also hold a charge for quite awhile. The directions claim 50 minutes at full blast! I’m pretty sure my clit would fall off at that point, but Guiness likely has a record for you if you can deal. #godspeed.

This curvy beauty works just as nicely as it looks. It has no problem leading the board with 5 stars and I am more than happy to give it a glowing letter of recommendation.

[I received this toy for free in exchange for an honest review]

Review: Camouflage by Angelica Chase

Author: Angelica Chase

Book: Camouflage (Predator and Prey #1)

tl;dr recommendation: I don’t give a shit what you have on your TBR. Clear it off. READ THIS BOOK. 5 STARS.

Book Summary:

I lived my life by two principles: order and excellence.
My moral compass steered me out of the slums of backwoods Tennessee and towards the woman I was destined to become, but not without gathering a few skeletons along the way.

Eventually, I found success, but my restless, relentless nature still left me feeling unsatisfied.

Then I met a ghost.

At first, I was sure Daniello was a figment of my imagination, a beautiful and dangerous apparition with a fat cock and an animalistic hunger. He threatened my control and need for order, and in his absence, I became more haunted by my past.

He wanted me submissive.

I wanted to know him.

Then my ghost met my skeletons.

This is the first book in a series.
If you are not a fan of cursing, erotic, extremely explicit sex, immoral behavior, dysfunction, or sexual scenarios that may make you feel uncomfortable, this is not the series for you.

Longer Review:

Motherfucking EXCEPTIONAL. Camouflage is filthy and raw; gritty and tough. I think I have bruises and I’m fairly certain I just came. Angelica’s writing is phenomenal and this story will grip you so hard you’ll lose your breath. I.AM.IN.LOVE.

“Do you think I am the devil?”
“No…I think you are his greatest creation.”

I really hate comparing authors, but Angelica’s writing reminds me of CD Reiss – incredibly well written prose mixed with rough and delicious sex. Nomnomnomnom. I could eat this up for days.

Taylor has everything together. She’s fought her way out of her dire past, she’s shaken off her skeletons and she has control in everything. She fucks who she wants to fuck, when she wants to fuck them. She gets her work done – on time, every time. She makes an excessive amount of money and she spends it on clothes and cars.

She is this line from Sylvia Plath:

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Taylor is as bad ass a woman as they come. She wants to submit sexually, but she hasn’t found a man worthy of her submission…until Daniello.

Daniello is an anti-hero who will fuck you into next week. We have no idea what he does for a living, but we know it’s probably not entirely legal. He has zero boundaries and total control. Taylor’s badassery is only rivaled by Daniello’s. Somehow Taylor keeps finding him sneaking under her carefully guarded heart, and she quickly kicks him out. Perhaps out of her heart, but never out of her bed. Daniello appears as quickly as he disappears, fulfilling Taylor’s every wish, desire and orifice. As Taylor’s past enters her present, she’s forced to face her skeletons – and she may have to involve her ghost.

This is erotica on another level. Hot and sexy doesn’t fully describe these perfectly crafted scenes that will leave you absolutely dripping wet. This book is suspenseful, heated and absolutely perfect. If you don’t like bullets and car chases and public finger fucking, just sit this one out. BUT IF YOU DO – get in & hang on.

The cliffhanger left me needy and vibrating with anger. I thought my eyes were going to fall out with how wide they got. Chase keeps you involved until the very last word. I need book 2 now.

I don’t give a shit what you have on your TBR. Clear it off. READ THIS BOOK.

[I received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review]

Release Day Review: One More Rule by Nikki Sloane

Title: One More Rule
Author: Nikki Sloane
Length: Novella, ~100 pages
Price: 99¢
One week back in Chicago to witness our best friends get married. One hot night to help them celebrate. And one rule for the bride and groom to obey: no more sex until the wedding.
After the evening Dominic and I have planned, who will break first?
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My kindle fogged up. I was reading and reading and then HOLY SHIT EVERYTHING IS FOGGY AND HOT AND SLICK AND WET and did I just come?

That happened. sort of. part of it. maybe.

Nikki comes at us in this novella with her quintessential filthy scenes that flick between romantic and downright dirty. The first part reunites us with Dominic and Payton – two of my very favorite characters – in Payton’s POV. Logan and Evie are about to get married and who better than to make sure they’re celebrating properly than Dom & Payton?!

The night that they plan for the almost-newlyweds will have you squirming and blushing and looking for your vibrator. Sloane writes heat with finesse and is one of the only writers I trust to give me an exhibitionist or group play scene that I know I’ll like and that is bound to leave me breathless and wanting.
The second part of this novella brings us into Evie’s POV and the wedding of her lifetime. There’s so much love and romance dripping from these pages, if your panties weren’t soaked before, they will be now. Basically, you need this additional peek into the lives of our Rules Girl. It’s very real, very hot, and very necessary.
I can’t love this enough. 5 stars!
[I received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review]
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Blog Tour and Review: Finding Emma by K. Ryan


Finding Emma
by K. Ryan
Publication Date: October 20, 2015
Genres: Contemporary, Romance


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For the last year, Emma Owens has been quietly detached from everything and everyone. Desperate to escape the demons that chased her out of her hometown, she’s learned that life here in Milwaukee is just less complicated and less tragic when it’s a one-woman show.

In the span of one week, everything about her carefully orchestrated solitude comes crashing down. Then again, she can’t really ignore the scratching coming from her patio door or the hungry, pleading grey eyes reflecting in the moonlight. Those four little white paws and that tiger-striped fur thaws some of the ice keeping her heart on lockdown and she’s attached before she knows what hits her.

Emma doesn’t have any better luck ignoring another pair of eyes, and her new neighbor, Finn Matthews, with his shy persistence and a painful past of his own, slowly chips away at the rest of the ice trapping Emma in her insecurities and her loneliness.

Taking a chance on her new roommate and her next-door neighbor opens a door she’d previously slammed shut: the door to a new lease on life and the right to forgive, to fight back, and to heal.

And the craziest part about it?

It all started with a stray cat.

She was lost…and he found her.

**Finding Emma is a full-length, standalone contemporary romance. Due to language and some sexual situations, this book is not intended for readers under 18**

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The message this book sends is so fucking on point. SO FREAKING GOOD. I can’t talk about it without being spoilery but Emma’s journey is hard, challenging, and life-altering. Her world has literally been destroyed and her ability to trust has been demolished. She’s timid, aloof, skittish and skirting on the outside edges of life – for a damn good reason. When a stray cat climbs his way into her life, she feels hope for the first time in over a year. Which terrifies the ever living fuck out of her. But it feels so good and so innocent that she can’t stop herself from wanting just a little bit more of that feeling.

The analogies that could be made between Emma and the cat were not lost on me. The cat is just the beginning of Emma’s journey that includes finding a way to trust, hope and love again. Emma spends a good portion of this book hiding and closing her eyes and wishing that the shitstorm would disappear…but it doesn’t.

AND FINN. my god. He is the perfect book boyfriend in every single possible way that phrase could turn for you. He.is.everything. *hugs kindle a little*

Finn hasn’t exactly had his own perfect set of circumstances, but who has? Which is completely the point. Finn’s strength, resolve and love is everything Emma doesn’t think she deserves, but everything she needs. I absolutely wanted to shake Emma at times, but I could also understand why she was terrified to do anything but hide. Finn’s just a really fucking good guy. You’ll love him – promise.

The greatest part about this book is that it feels so real. The characters are believable, as is the plot. This story has the feels, the romance and the every day moments that are bound to make you swoon. FINDING EMMA should be finding its way into your hands immediately. 4.5 stars!

[I received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review]


I grinned at my computer because “Moondance” was playing now—not exactly ideal mood

music for reading a 900-plus page nonfiction novel about Abraham Lincoln, but that didn’t make

me enjoy the music any less.

And there it was again.

A guitar strummed lightly along to the music, which was impressive considering this song was

heavier on the piano and jazzy saxophone, but the player had the hard staccato picks down pat

like he’d played this song a million times before. Granted, I still didn’t know which of my

neighbors was currently treating me to this little performance, but somewhere, deep down, I

hoped it was Finn.

Even if that scared me. Even if part of me wanted to scramble back into my apartment. I still

kinda hoped it was Finn.

Now, “Go Your Own Way” was playing and my neighbor easily switched gears, changing up the

tempo and matching Lindsey Buckingham’s strums tab for tab. After about a minute of

Fleetwood Mac, I decided to throw him a curveball and clicked “Any Way You Want It” in my

music library and suddenly had images of Rodney Dangerfield dancing with that goofy grin on

his face flashing across my mind. Still, impressively enough, my neighbor rolled with the

punches and while he couldn’t exactly replicate the electric guitar parts on his acoustic, he still

nailed those famous duh-duh combos in the stanzas.

After another minute or so, I clicked on “Closer To The Heart”, a selection my dad would’ve

wholeheartedly approved of, to see just how deep my neighbor’s knowledge of classic rock

really was. Again, he riffed right through the opening chords, plucking away at the strings and a

slow smile crept across my face as I leaned a little closer to the wall to hear him better.

Once we’d both had enough of Rush for the time being, I moved through my library, clicking on

“Hey Jude” next to see if he could pick out the guitar chords through the piano. Sure enough, he

strummed easily along with Paul McCartney, finding the rhythm through the melody with

practiced ease.

Hmm, I guess I needed to up my game.

I hit my next selection, but when all I heard was Elvis Presley crooning to his mama, my heart

sank a little. Maybe he’d decided he’d had enough and went back inside his own apartment.

About 30 seconds into the song, the strumming started back up again, this time a little less sure,

a little unsteady, but despite the fact that he’d clearly never played this song before, he picked

up the chords halfway through the song.

My lips curled up again and I glanced at Oliver out of the corner of my eye, who looked more

annoyed by the disruption to his sleep than anything.

“Oh, come on,” I whispered to him. “Don’t look so pissed. You know you secretly love this.”

My eyes went back to my library. What to play next…I clicked my selection and my neighbor

easily picked up the strains of “Hold On Loosely” no problem. Okay, that one was just too easy

for him. The next one needed to throw more of a challenge at him because other than the Elvis

song, he’d pretty much nailed everything I tossed his way.

Ah. There it was.

As the famous 50s chord progression of “Stand By Me” sounded out through my laptop, I waited

eagerly to see if he could do it and sure enough, after a good 15 seconds into the song, I heard

him strumming along, the soft, familiar rhythm flowing from his guitar. It was nice just sitting here

on my patio with Oliver, watching the sun fade out into twilight beyond the tree line, and listening

to my neighbor’s guitar ministrations.

But when I clicked on “Under the Boardwalk”, I finally got the answer I wasn’t so sure I’d been

looking for. At least 20 bars played all the way through with silence on the other side of the patio

before I finally heard a low, familiar chuckle.

“Sorry,” he told me through the barrier between us. “Don’t know that one.”

So. The neighbor treating me to this little show was Finn. Deep down, I’d figured that, even

though I didn’t know how I could’ve possibly known…it was just a feeling. Or a hope. Or a fear. I

wasn’t sure which one of those options made me the most uncomfortable.

“Hey,” Finn called out to me. “You got any Kings of Leon?”

My lips pulled apart in a grimace. Did I…? Maybe, but that wasn’t really the kind of music I

tended to gravitate towards.

“Um, gimme a second.”

“Sure,” he chuckled. “Take your time. I got all the time in the world tonight.”

Smiling a little to myself and sawing on my bottom lip in thought, I scrolled through my library

until I came across the two songs I had. When the opening strains of “Sex On Fire” started

playing, with its electric guitar riffs rocking back and forth, Finn’s grumble was unmistakable.

“Of course. That’s the one you’ve got.”

“Oookay,” I drawled hesitantly and glanced sideways at the wall.

“No, no,” he laughed and I swallowed hard at that deep, throaty sound. “Not your fault. Lemme

guess, you have one other Kings song, right?”

“Sure do.”

“And it’s called ‘Use Somebody’?”

“That’s the one.”

“Shocking,” he informed me dryly. “You see what most people don’t realize is that they’ve got

more than just those two songs and that those particular two songs don’t even crack the surface

of what that band can do.”

Now, I was the one chuckling. “I take it you’re a fan.”

“Oh yeah. Everything in life is better if the Kings are playing in the background.”

I bit down on my bottom lip to keep from laughing out loud. “Okay. So, what song would you

play now?”

There was some shuffling from behind the wall and I heard Finn’s deep voice again, “Hold on. I

got it all on my phone. Just gimme a second.”


Then the strains of one of the prettiest country songs I’d ever heard echoed from around our

shared patio wall…easy guitar and lazy violin and then, “Come on out and dance…”

At this point, Finn was already strumming along with the acoustic in the song and his familiarity

with the chords was pretty clear. He’d definitely played this one more than a few times before.

“This is pretty,” I told him. “I didn’t know that band played country music too. I thought they were

just a rock band.”

Finn’s strumming stopped for a second so he could answer me. “Ah, you know, this is the only

song they have like this, but it takes them back to their Southern country-boy roots. That’s why I

like it.”

“I like it too. What’s it called?”

“‘Back Down South’. It’s the kinda song that needs to be played when you’re just sitting outside

having a beer around a fire, except we don’t have a fire and I’m pretty sure I’m the only one of

us drinking a beer, but you get the idea.”

Despite my better judgment, my fingers flew over to the store on iTunes and after a quick

search, downloaded the song into my library.

“What else you got?”

“Hmm, let me think,” I tapped my index finger across my lips. So, we were obviously taking this

little jam session in a more modern direction. Let’s see…what did I have that wasn’t too old, but

would still throw a challenge at him?

I clicked “Snow (Hey Oh)” and as those complicated, rolling chords hummed from my speakers,

I heard Finn trying and failing to keep up with the complex melody. For every tab he nailed, he

completely flubbed the next one until he gave one last, frustrated drum on the strings with a loud


“Now I’m just embarrassing myself,” Finn muttered. “But I’m man enough to admit that song’s

just too damn hard. How ‘bout something else?”

“Sure,” I laughed, clicking over to another Red Hot Chili Peppers song. “How about


“Yep. Do it.”

This time, the slower, simpler chords were a little easier for him to pick up and he strummed

along for a few bars until he called out to me, “Hey, how ‘bout this one?”

He jumped into something faster, obviously well-practiced, but it was a little more aggressive, a

little angrier even, like he was somehow channeling the frustration of the song…whatever it was.

“I don’t know that one.”

“Gimme a second,” Finn called back and within moments, those same acoustic chords played

back for me almost exactly how he’d just played it. “You don’t know Jack Johnson?”

“Not really.”

“Ah, gotta get on that one. He’s great. Real chill, too. This one is ‘Sitting, Wishing, Waiting’.”

It was almost like he knew I was silently taking his suggestions and immediately downloading

them into my library. I already had a search for Jack Johnson going before he even told me the

name of the song.

“How ‘bout this one?”

He launched into another song, starting slow and quiet before upping the tempo, strumming

back and forth in a way that had me bobbing my head right along with the rhythm.

“I take it you don’t know ‘The Pretender’?”

“No, I don’t recognize it, but I like it.”

“Okay, you go now.”

I scrolled through my library, looking for something that would throw him off completely and

came across the perfect option. All I heard was silence on the other side of the wall as Finn

listened, trying to place the song, and when the singer started in with, “Gonna find my baby,

gonna hold her tight”, Finn let out a quick burst of deep laughter and I could practically see him

throw his head back against his chair with his shoulders shaking as he sang along.

“Aw, man,” he chuckled. “I feel like I need to go watch Anchorman now.”

“Yeah,” I laughed. “Me too.”

“What about this one?”

His strumming turned into something a little folksier now with a more staccato twang, but I still

couldn’t place it.

“I don’t know that one either.”

“‘Skinny Love’ by Bon Iver,” Finn told me as he continued plucking away. “Fun fact: the lead

singer of this band, Justin Vernon, is from Eau Claire. This whole album was recorded in a cabin

about four hours up north from here in Medford, I think.”

“Well, look at you with all your musical knowledge,” I laughed.

“Hey, I try. And—that album’s actually called For Emma, Forever Ago. I’m pretty sure the entire

thing is all about one break-up, but still, that’s crazy, right?”

It wasn’t as if I didn’t expect him to remember my name. I just hadn’t expected him to…I don’t

know. This whole thing was starting to make me itchy, my palms were already sweaty, and my

heart did a few jumping jacks in my chest to drive the point home. He was being friendly and

neighborly by sitting out here like this with me, playing along to whatever I threw his way and

tossing a few songs of his own into our little game. That old familiar twitch worked its way down

my spine until both my legs jumped with anxiety.

About K. Ryan

K. Ryan

K. Ryan is a former English teacher, who graduated from the University of Wisconsin-Stevens Point in 2009. In between ‘real life’ duties, she’s been writing the Carry Your Heart series quietly on the side for the last two years. When not writing, she’s either binge-watching something on Netflix, running, reading, or cheering on the Packers. She lives in the Green Bay area with her crazy-supportive boyfriend and the best decision of her adult life, a not-so-stray cat named Oliver.

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Release Day: Friction by Sawyer Bennett


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At the powerhouse law firm of Knight & Payne, winning comes first and ethics a distant second. Leary Michaels uses her female charms to daze opponents, and it’s always worked well—until now. On her most personal case yet, she finds herself going up against a defense attorney just as skilled, shameless, and seductive as she is.

Reeve Holloway has never met a woman as sure of her own sexuality, or as ruthless in wielding it, as Leary is. But he won’t be toyed with. What Leary starts, he’ll finish—in the courtroom, the bedroom, or any-damn-place he wants. The sex is uninhibited, electrifying, and absolutely against the rules. Reeve’s job is to ruin Leary’s case…even if it destroys her in the process and costs him the woman he’s come to love.

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Release Day: No Weddings Limited Edition Box Set by Kat & Stone Bastion

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NO WEDDINGS LIMITED EDITION BOX SET contains all four novels of the Bestselling Best of 2014 No Weddings Series PLUS a sneak peek of HEARTBREAKER, the first spinoff novel in The Unbreakable Series.

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Praise for the No Weddings Series

“One of the best romantic comedies of the year!”
~ Agents of Romance

“The No Weddings Series is one of the best I have read that follows one couple. Cade and Hannah are both lovable characters, the storyline is real and entertaining, and the banter is fun and witty.”
~ Lives & Breathes Book Blog

“I loved it, and I mean REALLY loved it!”
~ Orchard Book Club

“This is an exceptional series…You find yourself fully engrossed in their world and can’t put the book down.”
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“The No Weddings series has a group of such amazing characters; you can’t help but relate to them and feel the emotion in every situation they encounter. It has been a long time since a story has made me feel that way let alone an entire series!”
~ Under the Covers Book Blog

“The story of Cade & Hannah’s relationship is realistic, heart-warming, and filled with real-world connections that shook me in a way that few titles I’ve read this year have managed…I have loved every minute of the No Weddings series.”
~ That’s What I’m Talking About

Plus… there’s a sneak peek of our upcoming new adult romance HEARTBREAKER, the first spinoff novel in The Unbreakable Series.

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Kat and Stone Bastion’s bestselling first novel No Weddings and the No Weddings series were named Best of 2014 by multiple romance review blogs.

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Release Day Review: Darkest Before Dawn by Maya Banks

Author: Maya Banks

Book: Darkest Before Dawn

tl;dr recommendation: This works in so many fantastic, dark, and gritty ways. 5 stars!

Book Summary:

The Kelly Group International (KGI): A super-elite, top secret, family-run business.
Qualifications: High intelligence, rock-hard body, military background.
Mission: Hostage/kidnap victim recovery. Intelligence gathering. Handling jobs the U.S. government can’t…

The enigmatic Hancock has been both opponent and ally to the KGI teams for as long as they’ve known him. Always working a deep game, Hancock’s true allegiance has never been apparent, but one thing is for certain—he never lets anything get in the way of duty.

But now, his absolute belief in the primacy of his ultimate goal is challenged by a captive he’s been ordered to guard, no matter how much she suffers in her prison. She’s the only woman who’s ever managed to penetrate the rigid walls surrounding his icy heart, but will he allow his perplexing feelings for the beautiful victim to destroy a mission he’s spent years working to complete or will he be forced to sacrifice her for “the greater good.”

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I don’t quite know what I was expecting diving into this book but I was hesitant because of the whole ‘kidnap to love’ trope – if you know me, you know I’m wary about that plot point, but I had nothing to be concerned about here. In fact, I think Maya has turned me. This works in so many fantastic, dark, and gritty ways.

Hancock believes himself to be soulless – hard, tough, unfeeling – and for the most part he’s right. He’s never really let his feelings get in the way of a mission before. Loyalty? Yes. Feelings? No. He doesn’t have them. But Honor breaks through walls to a heart that he didn’t even know he had.

Honor is fucking kick ass. If I could be a heroine, I’d be Honor Cambridge. She’s not only quick thinking and intelligent when she escapes from the bombing of the relief center she works at and evades her would-be captors for over a week, but she’s also caring, fierce and intuitive. She believes in her gut instinct, follows it diligently, and even when she’s at her bleakest point, she manages to surprise everyone by giving the reaction that no one could possibly think is fathomable from a woman in her position. GOD I LOVED HER.

It took me a few chapters, but I was then pulled into this complex storyline and even though I hadn’t read the other books that came before this one, I easily caught up with each character. I liked them, even when I wasn’t supposed to. Talk about a total mindfuck. This book is light on actual sex scenes, but heavy on emotion. I found myself tearing up and breaking down at the mere pain these characters endure.

This book is not a light hearted contemporary romance where you’ll be smiling and holding hands and skipping in a field of wildflowers. Nope. Not this book. But that’s also what I loved so much about it. A good bit of the book takes place in the middle east in war torn country – there’s a lot of violence, death and unknowns. But there’s also a connection between Honor and Hancock that can’t be ignored, even though Hancock does his best to ignore it.

He brings her to the brink of trust, allows her to go over the edge and does nothing to stop it when she does. He loathes himself for every piece of emotional harm he causes her, and yet he still thinks he’s doing it all for the greater good. Until he’s not. Until everything changes.

Darkest Before Dawn may not be my usual go-to kind of book, but I am so glad I took the chance. This dark and suspenseful story had me on my toes and left me inspired. This was different and gloriously beautiful while heartbreaking and painful. This is romantic suspense that’s broken and melded back together. I completely loved it. 5 stars!

[I received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review]

Release Day: Blindsight by Adriane Leigh



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Sometimes a single touch is all it takes to spark a wildfire.

Erin Warner learned that the day she bumped into the dashing, tattooed stranger on a busy Chicago street corner. She’s captivated from the moment his mystifying green eyes find hers, and it isn’t long before she finds herself flying to exotic locales to assist him, the award-winning erotic photographer Hunter Ellis, on location. What she didn’t bargain for was the way he makes her blood bubble and churn with lust and thinly-veiled promises of unfathomable erotic pleasure with every click of his camera.

But there is more to Hunter than meets the eye, including the intricately etched tattoos decorating his body that disguise horrific scars from a past he refuses to revisit. As she peels away the layers, Erin realizes that what she thought was true, never really was at all, for both of them.

Now she can only hope that blind adoration for the dashing stranger didn’t sign her death warrant.

The first in a thrilling new erotic serial intended for mature audiences.



“Anxious, Princess?” he hummed, leaning across my back, his teeth catching the zipper that ran down the back of my dress and pulling it down one inch at a time. With my breathing ragged, the dress fell to the floor in a whoosh of fabric and left me standing in a strapless bra and nothing else.

He ushered me across the length of the bench at the foot of his king bed. With my knees firmly seated on the cushion and ass in the air, I turned as he shrugged out of the tux jacket and unbuttoned the crisp dress shirt with quiet precision.

“Close your eyes,” he ordered, his eyes boring into mine, and I saw the switch then. The lowering of his tone, the heat that burned in his green irises. This was Hunter fucking. Hunter fucking was so much hotter than Hunter shooting, and Hunter behind a camera made my stomach swim.

I closed my eyes and turned away from him.

I waited, my breaths slow and measured as the goosebumps raced across my skin. I waited and I fucking waited, every nerve in my body on edge, aware of every shift he made, until finally his fingertips traced the curve of my ass, before both hands wrapped around my wrists and I felt the rough fibers of a rope slipping against my skin.

“Wait.” I choked and pushed back, waves of anxiety and guilt replacing arousal. As if he hadn’t heard, he continued to wrap the long length of rope around my wrists and up my forearms before he slipped the rope around one tall mahogany bed post.

My stomach curled and flipped, my arms instinctively pulling back, resisting the control he wanted. “Hunter, wait.” Words burned on my lips like fiery cinnamon drops.

“What?” he growled and his eyes darted to catch mine.

“There’s something I have to tell you.” I dreaded the words that hung on my lips. It was the wrong place, the wrong time, but I couldn’t take it any longer.

“You don’t have to tell me anything.” He tightened the rope with a swift tug and then his palms were back to running the lengths of my arms and down my torso, my hips twisting as my thighs grew slick.

“There are things you don’t know—”

“I know more than you think I do, and I don’t want to talk about it right now.” Giant palms jerked my ass against his thick erection beneath the fine fabric of his dress pants. I wiggled and sighed, wanting desperately to get lost in this moment with him, but the guilt had been weighing me down, loading my feet with lead blocks that left me stumbling and moving much too slowly for my own good.


“Shut your mouth, Princess.” The fingers of one hand dug into the flesh of my ass cheek, while a thumb on his other pushed past my lips and into my mouth, forcing me to bite down. “Don’t act so disappointed — I have you right where you like to be.” He leaned across my back, his crisp shirt rough against my cool skin as my arms stretched to hold the pressure of his heavy body. “Without control,” he growled and tightened his hold in my mouth, forcing my head to turn and catch his stare. “I don’t want another word from you until I say so.” His eyes flashed with warning. My pussy clenched and my thighs shifted. He was right, this is exactly where I wanted to be. With him I felt protected in a way I never had. My feelings were barricaded by his imposing voice and giant body. Twisted up in his bonds and helpless, I was finally safe.


About the Author:
Adriane Leigh was born and raised in a snowbank in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula and now lives among the sand dunes of the Lake Michigan lakeshore.

She graduated with a Literature degree but never particularly enjoyed reading Shakespeare or Chaucer.

She is married to a tall, dark, and handsome guy, and plays mama to two sweet baby girls. She is a voracious reader and wishes she had more time to knit scarves to keep her warm during the arctic Michigan winters.

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Release Day Review: Brando by J.D. Hawkins

Title: Brando
 Author: J.D. Hawkins
Genre: Contemporary/Erotic Romance
  Release Date: October 26, 2015
I know what you want, and I know exactly how to give it to you…It’s why I’ve got a row of platinum records on my wall and girls lining up for a shot at fame. I’m the best. Now I just need to prove it.

The bet is simple: take a nobody and make her a star. I just didn’t bet on HER.

She’s not some wannabe, she’s the real deal.

But fuck it, I want her. And I always come out on top.

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BRANDO has the hook that will pull you in until you’re humming in pleasure. This music industry executive is full of muscles, determination, stubbornness and a hint of vulnerability. Basically everything I love in a brooding leading man and everything that will make you swoon. Brando’s flashing smile and mouth watering abs get him more play than Justin Beiber’s newest single. He’s hot, he’s young and he’s focused on getting exactly what he wants – always.

But Brando’s been burned. He may be all hustle and muscle, but when it comes to Lexi Dark, she’s the break in his armor. He made her into the star she is today and she burned him just as she was about to shine. When he’s approached with a bet that could let him get his revenge, he doesn’t hesitate. But he doesn’t expect Haley to refocus his world and adjust the controls to pull him out of autotune.

Haley rocks. She’s refreshing and funny; bright and sarcastic. She doesn’t roll over just because Brando cracks a smile or flexes his muscles and she makes sure that her wishes are known. She doesn’t quite know why Brando’s so interested in her but she wants this….whatever this is…badly.

Haley and Brando make amazing music together…both in the studio and out – they have a great connection, engage in lighthearted banter, and throw off some serious heat. I’d like to carry Brando around with me so that whenever I’m stressed out he can alleviate my worries. With his tongue. And his dick. And his fingers. Because YES. Yes, please. He’s better than prozac.

Are you pretty sure you know how the cliffhanger is going to leave you? Sure. Did I care? Nope. Because this book is a hell of a good time.

Fast paced, light and just plain FUN, this novella will have you tapping your fingers to the beat of Brando and Haley’s song…until that cliffhanger leaves you with dead air. 😉  Hawkins knows how to drop a beat – and a story. This is most definitely his best work to date. NEXT BOOK, PLEASE.

[I received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review]

I cup her chin and turn her to face me slowly.“You’re thinking too much. Don’t think.”

A blush creeps across her cheeks and she drops her eyes again. I brush her hair away from her face and let my hand rest on her neck as I slowly move in closer. Her trembling lips steady themselves on mine, softly settling against my mouth. Our breaths mingle, tongues gently tickling at the insides of each other’s lips. I press further, wanting to kiss away all the shakes in her body, to let her thoughts disappear in the heat of our mouths. Her hand presses against my shirt, splayed fingers tentatively tracing the hardness of my chest, before pushing me away from her.

“Brando…” she whispers, her eyes still closed, her mouth still wet. “I think I just need…”

“Tell me what you need,” I coax her.

“I need…” She opens her eyes, and I already know what she’s about to say. “You.”

This is the most restrained I’ve ever been. Every muscle memory in my body wants to tear her clothes off, the look in her lidded eyes all I need to know she wants this – even more than I do. Hours spent around her blossomed lips, her hidden breasts, her slender thighs, hours of caging up my lust for her in pursuit of another goal has made it grow, big and fearsome. Now that the cage is open, it’s taking all of my reserve to stop it from taking me over. I need this to be slow – this is for her.

“I know how to make you sing, Haley,” I growl in short breaths. My hand goes to the inside of her thigh, pressing itself against the front of her jeans. “I can make you sing better than you’ve ever sung before.”

I have the buttons undone in seconds. Warm, strong, fingers teasingly reaching into the lip of her panties. Her head goes back, eyes closed as she starts panting at the ceiling.

“Wait!” she says, snapping back, her hand on my wrist. “I don’t understand what’s happening between us, Brando. Is this about me? Or is this about music?”

I kneel in front of her, slowly pulling down her jeans.

“It’s about music,” I say, kissing her moistening pussy through the soft cotton of her panties. “It’s always about music.”

She replies by moaning softly and grabbing the back of my head as I run my tongue down the inside of her thigh, letting my stubble softly tickle her pale, sensitive skin.

I get her panties off quickly, and run my hands around the back of her waist, holding her still while I explore her pussy with my tongue. The smell drives me wild, stirring the animal in me like a dormant beast. It’s all I can do to stop myself from sprouting fangs and roaring – I wanna take it slow, learn everything I can about what makes her tick.
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I’m an erotic author from LA. I grew up in Southern California and now
live with my wife in Venice. I’ve also lived in NYC, India and Thailand. I
love to travel and have been to Central America, Australia, Europe and the
Middle East. I have a boring corporate day job where I cover people’s asses for
a living and am hoping to leave this world soon and make a living doing the
thing I love – writing. I enjoy surfing and I’m also a martial artist, my other
main passion, which I have practiced since the age of 5.
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Release Day Review: Pucked Up by Helena Hunting

Author: Helena Hunting

Book: Pucked Up

tl;dr recommendation: Murphy’s law meets romantic comedy that will have you looking at Yeti’s in a suddenly sexual way. 5 stars – #MustRead.

Book Summary:

Miller “Buck” Butterson has been banging his way through life ever since a puck to the face fixed his messed up front teeth, and he was drafted into the NHL during his first year of college. After five years of deflecting goals on the ice and scoring them with puck bunnies across the Continental US and parts of Canada, Miller is ready for a girlfriend. A real girlfriend of the non-bunny variety. One he takes on dates and doesn’t jump into bed with after five seconds of conversation.

Miller thinks he’s found that woman in his teammate’s sister. Except, unlike Alex Waters, center, team captain and all round nice guy—who happens to be dating his step-sister—Miller’s manwhore reputation is well earned, and not blown out of proportion by the media. Beyond that minor detail, Miller doesn’t know the first thing about having a girlfriend. But he’s determined to make it happen.

What he doesn’t take into account is the amount of time and effort relationships require, or that constantly letting bunnies take selfies with him to post all over social media isn’t going to win him any points in the boyfriend department. Miller learns—not so quickly—that if he wants to make Sunshine “Sunny” Waters fall for him, he going to have to do a whole lot more than show her his stick skills in the bedroom.

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Motherpucking hilarious! Pucked Up is a combination of Murphy’s law meets romantic comedy that will have you looking at Yeti’s in a suddenly sexual way.

We all remember Buck from Pucked – he’s Violet’s stepbrother, teammate of the infamous Alex Waters of MC fame. Buck doesn’t always say the smartest things, but he’s not dumb. He is, however, a puck bunny aficionado. At least he was until he met Alex’s sister, Sunny Waters.

Suddenly the only flavor of the month that he’s craving is granola. Sunny’s a vegan, sort of hippy, but totally sweet girl who still lives with her parents in Canada. While Buck can’t seem to keep himself out of social media nightmares, Sunny’s desperately trying to figure out if she can handle all that comes with being with Buck.

There are so many amazing moments in this book. Each character is developed so well – and I adored that Violet is all over this book. Her sound advice and oversharing demonstrate the perfect brother/sister relationship. Just when you think that the situations can’t get more out of control – they can. It’s so ridiculous, yet so fantastic.

Pucked Up is well done from every angle. Helena writes an engaging story that made me swoon, facepalm and actually laugh out loud. Believable characters twine with intelligent writing, which makes for an easy, fun and perfect read. This is an absolute five star #MustRead. LOVED.

[I received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review]

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