VBT: Review Platinum by Jeffe Kennedy

 Althea Grant is doing fine. Sure, her Charleston gallery is suffering from the bad economy, and her artistic aspirations have gone nowhere. But she’s happy enough. When rugged metal sculptor Steel rides up on his motorcycle looking to rent studio space, his infusion of cash is more than welcome. But his art is raw, visceral, sexual—and completely inappropriate for her pastel world of watercolor landscapes.


Steel, fascinated by Althea’s rare albino coloring, sees in her the key to his next piece: a metal satyr that can be used for bondage games. Moving into her gallery basement is the first step; seducing the coolly polite lady into modeling for him is the second.

As Steel peels away her careful manners and tasteful outfits, Althea begins to realize her life isn’t just fine at all—it’s as pale and washed-out as the watercolor paintings she’s failing to sell. Can she transform her life and accept her most secret desires?

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In the morning, Althea dressed carefully in a pretty pale lemon chiffon dress with tiny pearl buttons all down the front. She curled her hair and left it down, thinking it complemented the neckline of the gown better and looked nice with the wide-brimmed matching hat. She looked forward to seeing Brandon for a lovely Sunday outing.


Never mind that she’d spent a nearly feverish night thinking of Steel’s lurid promises. She had no intention of breaking up with Brandon. Steel could hang himself from his own sculpture for all she cared.

She clipped through the gallery as a quick check that all was well, then let herself out through the front and rearmed the alarm. Brandon hadn’t arrived yet, so she busied herself with deadheading the impatiens and lobelia in the window boxes.

“Don’t you look a picture.” Steel leaned against the wall nearby, decked out in his motorcycle leathers. He wore mirrored sunglasses, so she couldn’t see his eyes, but his intrusive gaze consumed her nevertheless.

“What are you doing out here?”

“Taking in the sun, seeing the sights.” He grinned at her. “Gallery’s closed today, I see. Wanna go for a ride on my bike? You’d have to change, though—that skirt would be up over your head in no time. Not that I would mind. In fact the image of you offers some interesting—”

“I have a date,” she snapped.

He raised his eyebrows. “Let me guess—Sunday brunch. How…sweet.”

“I happen to like brunch.”

“And did you like staying home alone on Saturday night?”

“I had a long day, working,” she emphasized. “I preferred some time to unwind.”

He chuckled at that. “Princess, I have no doubt that you could use some unwinding, but I could suggest a dozen more interesting ways to do it. For example, we could start with—”

“I’m not interested.” She cut him off again and turned back to picking off the dried and wilted blossoms.

“You don’t act like a woman who’s not interested.”

“I’ve decided to stick with Brandon. I’m declining your…offer. Not that I seriously considered it. At all.”

“Brandon?” He drew the name out, baaing on the “a” sound like a sheep.

“Oh stop. It’s a perfectly fine name.”

“You think so? Brandon? Sounds like a Momma’s boy to me.”

“Not every guy has a noun for a name.”

“Not unless he’s bold and manly like me.” He winked and she laughed before she caught herself, but with her face still turned down to the window box, he might not have heard. “I notice you never say my name.”

“Sure I do. Steel refinery. Stainless steel silverware. Calphalon steel pans. I say it all the time.”

“I want to hear you gasping it out while I’m riding you,” he spoke from just behind her, in a quiet, intense voice.

She whirled around and had to take a step back, he was so close. “I don’t want you talking to me that way.”

“I think you like it.”

“I don’t.” But her voice faltered.

“I think Brandon treats you like a lady. I bet, when he bothers to pay attention to you, that he ‘makes love’ to you. All clean and polite-like. Sunday brunch sex. Am I right?”

She focused on the prominent Adam’s apple in his tanned throat. He was all over stubble again. She wondered how the scratchiness would feel.

“There’s nothing wrong with love-making.”

“No,” he agreed, and he smiled when she glanced up in surprise. “There’s a place for that too. Long afternoons, lace curtains and taking each other in long, luxurious, slow licks of pleasure.” He stroked her cheek. “I can be into that too. But I’m offering something the Brandons of the world won’t. I think there’s a very dirty girl under all that lovely lady exterior. The one who gets juiced just looking at my art. Who wants it hard and hot and maybe just a little rough. Tell me, has any man dared to tie you up with your legs spread wide, so he could have his way with you?”

She gaped at him and he leaned in. Whispered in her ear.

“I would. One word from you, princess, and I will.”

“Is this your idea of luring me?” She tried to sound indignant, but it came out breathless.

“Absolutely.” He flashed her his wicked grin. “And it’s working too.”

Sapphire 


Book 1 Facets of Passion

By Jeffe Kennedy

Publisher: Carina Press

A successful executive, M. Taylor Hamilton is on track with her ten-year plan. Too bad her personal life consists of hitting the gym and grocery shopping. Enter the seductive Adam Kirliss. They may have a working relationship, but everything changes at an office party when he handcuffs her to the rail of a yacht. Taylor writes the adventure off as too much champagne, but when Adam challenges her to a date, she agrees to meet up with him. And follow his rules. They share a night of exquisite intimacy, brimming with both pain and pleasure. But afterwards, fearful of losing her heart, Taylor pulls back emotionally. Adam is determined to prove that she longs for the loss of control he can give her – and the passionate release it provides. How can he make her see that he wants her, and not just her body.


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Excerpt from Sapphire:


Kirliss captured her other wrist and held them close in front of her, his warm fingers massaging her skin, while he studied her face. The boat surged over a wave, disturbing her balance. Kirliss’s unusual eyes caught the light, boring into her.

“This is silly,” she tried.

“Do you want me to make you stay?”

“What?” Taylor choked. She couldn’t let him treat her this way. “No! You’ll do no such—”

She lost her breath entirely when he pressed up against her. Thinking he was trying to embrace her, she pulled away and found herself backed against the brass railing.

By the time she gathered her flustered thoughts, her wrists were handcuffed to the rail behind her. Mortified, a bit afraid and—worse—suddenly and wildly aroused…

 About the Author:


Jeffe Kennedy took the crooked road to writing, stopping off at neurobiology, religious studies and environmental consulting before her creative writing began appearing in places like Redbook, Puerto del Sol, Wyoming Wildlife, Under the Sun and Aeon. An erotic novella, Petals and Thorns, came out under her pen name of Jennifer Paris in 2010, heralding yet another branch of her path, into erotica and romantic fantasy fiction. Since then, an erotic short, Feeding the Vampire, and another erotic novella, Sapphire, have hit the shelves.

Jeffe lives in Santa Fe, with two Maine coon cats, a border collie, plentiful free-range lizards and frequently serves as a guinea pig for an acupuncturist-in-training. Find her on Facebook and Twitter or visit her at her website.


My Thoughts:

Sapphire is a boardroom romance. It is for adults only! There are elements in the book that some may be uncomfortable with. It has BDSM, toys, and some anal play.

The blurb pretty much tells you how it is. Except I should add that it is HOT and pretty quick.


Platinum is the second book in this series. This one had the same elements as the first book.

I had a hard time connecting with either of the heroines. I liked Steel and I liked Adam even more.

Both books were hot and had BDSM elements. I enjoyed them. I would probably have enjoyed them more if I felt connected to the characters. 

I received a copy of each in exchange for my honest opinion. 

  Do you like to be in control or do you prefer to be controlled? ;-)




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