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450 pages, Kindle Edition
First published May 5, 2014
“It’s been years since I’ve had a cock in my mouth, years since I’ve felt a man’s skin beneath my touch, much less his hands on my body. I need to step away from this man. I need to get in my room, away from his cocky smile, his eyes that eat my soul, his hands that burn like possessive fire across my skin.”
“Fuck him. I don’t need a one-night stand anyway. My dusty vagina is perfectly happy with the extensive network of cobwebs it’s spent years creating.”
Still, a prequel now included in Tight (My review) was a part of the limited edition Bend anthology no longer for sale. Bend by the Erotica Consortium
is only available as
individual novellas starting this week.
I don’t need to think, to analyze. I threw reason and safety and good decisions out the window as soon as I walked through the door to his suite. I traded logic for a touch that I desperately crave…Riley would much rather be spending a weekend on her front porch in Macon, Georgia than dragged to the Bahamas on a wild Bachelorette party for her friend Chelsea... But there she is.
Fuck him. I don’t need a one-night stand anyway. My dusty vagina is perfectly happy with the extensive network of cobwebs it’s spent years creating.Yes, Riley is adorably awkward and undersexed while being level-headed and full of Southern Charm. I adored her...
Somewhere, in the empty recesses of my mind, my subconscious tears to pieces the ‘I love Brett’ picture and moves on to more official business.
“…you will be mine. You will not return to life as you know it. You will not flirt with men around the water cooler at work. You will bend for me, spread for me, allow me to have every inch of your surface, all while screaming my name and shuddering into my heart. That is what I mean.”Brett is a man who doesn't fall into one-night stands, but he is helpless to the draw of this Southern Belle who has captured his attention...

...I noticed there were some writers out there with whom I shared fans, yet I had no relationship with them at all.I love the idea of these talented women working together and supporting each other. I also like hearing that the authors I admire are fans of one another's work... I know from experience with several of these women that they adore their fans, and I kind of get the feeling that Bend is a Group Hug in the form of erotica...
This seemed somehow wrong...
"I'm going to fuck you. By the time I'm done, you'll beg me to keep going. Then you'll beg me to stop. Regardless, you'll take what I give you - all of it - and you'll enjoy every single fucking moment of it. And Marco is going to watch. Understood?"You can read my full review of this story Here
He tastes like salt and he kisses like the sea. Like a dangerous, killing, unforgiving sea that can do whatever it wants with my body. Toss me, twirl me, take me under and steal the breath right out of me. Make me powerless.You can read my full review of this story Here
And that’s exactly how I feel.
Fucking hell, I’m rocked by her surprises. For starters: the little redhead makes my dick hard. The righteous outrage. I’m glad I pissed her off. How fucking sexy is that mouth when she’s using it to slap me around?You can read my full review of this story Here
I wanted her with a primal intensity that consumed me. Fuck her raw. Make her need me as much as I was suddenly dying for her. I wanted to hear her screams bouncing off the stone walls, mark her with my come. Taint her innocence, then fuck her all over again.You can read my full review of this story Here
I knew who I was. I was a celebrity without talent. I was an heiress. I was a whore. I was a party waiting to happen. I was an addict. I was his, and in that last definition— that I was owned by Deacon I knew my place in the chaos.You can read my full review of this story Here
“Are you not here to give me comfort?”You can read my full review of this story Here
“Yes, Faustus.” She looked at me.
“Then do you believe my length not enough to desire?” Again I raised an eyebrow and granted her half a smile.
“No!” she exclaimed in near-panic. “You are… quite grand.”
"A threesome is an event," he replied. "I'm looking for much more than that, Paige."You can read my full review of this story Here
I don’t need to think, to analyze. I threw reason and safety and good decisions out the window as soon as I walked through the door to his suite. I traded logic for a touch that I desperately crave…You can read my full review of this story Here
Drazen's lips were more than lips; they were the physical memory of myself before I shut out sex to pursue music.You can read my full review of this story Here











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"Meaning," he growls, "that if I have you, you will be mine. You will not return to life as you know it. You will not flirt with men around the water cooler at work. You will bend for me, spread for me, allow me to have every inch of your surface, all while screaming my name and shuddering into my heart."










