Synopsis:
Join the newest couple at The Estate…a hedonistic escape that caters to the elite and privileged, mingling decadence with delicious depravity.
Madison Laurant conquers the world in the courtroom…but only knows repression in the bedroom. Her desires are barely contained under the surface, just waiting to be stoked and fanned into a raging inferno by the one man brave enough to brave her defenses…her law partner, Hunter DeLuca.
Slave to Passion is graphic erotica mixed with a steamy, romantic plot that will keep you begging for more!
Stephanie’s Review: 4 Stars
In preparation for this blog tour I read the first book in this series called The Estate. It’s a novella to introduce you to The Estate a mansion where you can let go of your sexual inhibitions and try any and everything you’ve been to scared to do before. It’s a private member only club where only the wealthy and their invited guests can come and get it on.
Slave to Passion is a story about two attorneys who work with one another but haven’t always. They’ve historically been on opposing sides and at each others throats. Hunter DeLuca is a hunk of a man Madison Laurant loves to kill in the court room, though she’s thought about him in the bedroom a number of times.
This story had a sexually repressed female with an overly sexed male but putting them together ignited a once in a lifetime passion. They both craved each other the question was would they be the same after a weekend together at The Estate? Would they be able to work together after they explored each other thoroughly?
I thought the author did a great job with describing the scenes and feelings of these characters. I would like to have had more story line on their personal lives outside their stay at The Estate. I’m just greedy like that. I enjoy a story that has more outside the bedroom story. Don’t get me wrong, this was a great story, and I recommend it to you. The links are posted below.
Author Bio:
Sarah O’Rourke is the alter ego of two best friends who bonded over their passion for romantic fiction and erotica. Born and raised in the southern United States, one lives near Louisville, Kentucky, while the other resides in Atlanta, Georgia. Formerly an accountant and a chemist, they are now overworked, stay-at-home moms who adore their children, their husbands…and writing about love in every way possible.
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Excerpt:
Madison’s hips churned to meet every shallow thrust of his devious hand and the water lapped around them, the sound erotic in the darkened night. Stifling a cry when a third finger sank into her, Madison bit her fist. Her head fell backward to rest on his shoulder and she wondered just how much pleasure the physical body could endure.
Staring down into her smoky eyes, he watched pleasure claim her face. “Gorgeous,” he muttered between deep kisses. “I love watching you, cara. You’re so fucking beautiful like this. I love having your body all pink and rosy beneath my hands while it begs for my touch. It’s every man’s dream to have a woman this responsive to his hands,” he whispered into her ear.
Her breasts rose and fell rapidly, her nipples appearing and disappearing below the bubbling water as his fingers moved in and out of her passage. “Hunter, I can’t….” Shaking her head as release built, she struggled to find words.
Slowing his hand, Hunt smiled wickedly. “You can, Maddie, because I’m going to make you.”
“Please,” she whined brokenly. “Oh, please, Hunter!” She begged as his fingers twisted inside her, stroking a pleasure point so intense that goose bumps broke out along her exposed flesh.
“I can feel your pussy grabbing at my hand, babe. It’s pulling and sucking my fingers into that sweet little vortex of yours. I want it to be my cock,” he growled heatedly. “I want to bury my dick in this sweet, soft haven.”
“Mmmmm,” Madison hummed, incredibly aroused by his coarse talk. No one had ever spoken to her like that before. It was primal and raw. And she loved it.
“You just went liquid around my fingers, Madison,” Hunt rasped, fucking her deeper as her juices coated his fingers. “You want it, too, don’t you?”
“Yes,” Madison whimpered as her thighs trembled. Wriggling against him, she felt his manhood stir against the crack of her ass.
“Say it,” he demanded, his hot breath falling against her neck. “Tell me.” Biting back a groan as the curve of her ass rubbed his aching length, he clamped his jaw tight. “I won’t fuck you until you do,” he managed tightly, keeping his fingers moving steadily inside her searing core.
“Hunter, I need you!” Madison nearly wept, struggling to get closer as she lifted her ass and tried to impale herself on his staff. “Please,” she panted, turning her head to try and capture his lips for a kiss.
“What do you need?” Hunt asked fiercely, evading her lips and nipping her chin.
“You! Your cock! I want to feel you inside me,” she returned, her voice husky and desperate.
Pressing his lips to hers, he kissed her once, unleashing his own passion with a violent intensity before tearing his mouth away from hers. Hearing her needy wail, he pulled his fingers from her pussy and gripped her hips, shifting her forward. “On your knees, Madison. Grip the edge of the hot tub,” he ordered roughly.
Catching her weight against the ledge, Madison gasped as Hunter lifted her hips and positioned himself at the gate to her femininity. “Wh-what are you doing?” she balked, momentarily stunned by the change in position.
Sucking the side of her neck, Hunt palmed and squeezed her breasts as he rubbed his thick cock against her puffy, swollen folds. “You’ve never been fucked from behind have you, sweet?”
Bonus! Teaser from WIP – Stranded in Paradise
Caught in a sensual storm as the effects of Dave’s familiar kiss flooded through her body just as Ethan’s tongue tortured her tightened nipples, Tiffany made a desperate sound in the back of her throat. These two powerful men were all hers for the night. That single thought was enough to make her pussy convulse. “I need to cum,” she whimpered between frantic kisses. “Ethan, David, please,” she begged, desperately tangling her fingers in their hair and tugging. “Please, boys! Let me cum!”
Turning his heated gaze on Ethan, Dave smirked. “What do you say, Sweet Thing? Do we wanna give this lovely lady the cock she’s begging for?”
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