Wednesday, 29 February 2012

Grey's Lady by Natasha Blackthorne


Seeking sexual excitement and conquest, poor but beautiful Beth seduces wealthy merchant prince Grey Sexton, only to find herself the pursued as he seeks to own her body and soul.

Flouting the moral standards of Jeffersonian America, temptress Beth McConnell lets no man touch her heart. Her motto is love them once and leave them burning.

But when she boldly seduces Grey Sexton, a self-controlled merchant prince from New York, she finds herself too fascinated by his ice-over-fire nature to stay away. His possessive determination to own her, body and soul, threatens to expose her secret erotic life to public shame.

But Beth will only surrender her love to a man she can trust. And Grey's materialistic approach to relationships leaves her little reason to believe he can ever give her what she truly needs.

For these two cynical yet lonely people, can deep sexual intimacy work a miracle and lead to the opening of their hearts?

This was the Zampster’s first plunge back into the world of het erotic romance. And, boy, did I pick a doozie for my first read.

This book was also my first American Regency era novel, set in Philadelphia in 1812.

Immediately, just the period of the short story transported me back to my high school days, those wonderful days when I always found myself immersed in Georgette Heyer and Barbara Cartland. Only Ms. Blackthorne’s offering was much more titillating and sexy than any of the prim and proper novels by her predecessors.

Grey Sexton, the hero—or would you dare call this sexy aristocrat a hero?—was the most controlling, out-of-control, gorgeously outrageous package of masculine arrogance I ever wanted to bed.

Pair him with beautiful Beth McConnell—a lady who is very much not a lady—and you have the most delicious, hot, hot, hot chemistry between hero and heroine I’ve read in quite some time.

No plot telling, remember? But I will tell you the contrast between them is sumptuous dynamite. Dark, light; virile, feminine; rich, not-so-rich; big, small. Smoldering.

The sex scenes are indescribably arousing. Particularly a scene with a costly pearl necklace. I’ll say no more about that, only to promise this little feast of amor is steamy, steamy, steamy.

Without revealing plot, I have to at least gush about the humor in Grey Sexton’s struggle to corral and master this little feisty tease of a girl into being his well-paid—very well compensated—mistress is adorable and my heart hurt for his frustration.

You’ll have to read it for yourself to see if our handsome, sexy man will succeed in his conquest to dominate beautiful Beth. Or will the tables turn on his good-looking ass?

Trust me. This short story is a must-read. Cute, hot-as-hell sexy and lovely, eloquent prose to boot. 

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