A foursome is sure to quadruple your pleasure.
Molly is off on another adventure. Determined to open a dress shop, she accompanies her mistress Annabelle, the new Countess of Glenhaven, on her bridal journey to fashionable Paris.
To Molly’s chagrin, her young mistress seems hell-bent on courting disaster. Encouraged by her overindulgent husband, Annabelle satisfies her every whim. She dresses in men’s clothing and delights in her newfound freedoms. An attack by a rejected suitor is the least of the troubles the women endure.
But more than her mistress’ shenanigans has Molly’s head spinning. Logan, her lover, has declared his intentions. He speaks of love and a life together. Molly has her future mapped out and never saw herself as a wife.
As far as Molly is concerned, a husband will only hinder her plans, but that doesn’t mean she won’t enjoy his efforts as he tries to convince her otherwise.
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of ménage à quatre, including brief scenes of FF intimacy, as well as a scene of attempted rape.
General Release Date: 20th June 2014
Molly flicked back the heavy brocade drapes, pressed her nose to the glass similar to a child peering into a bakeshop and stared at the women strolling along the street below with envious curiosity. The clothes they wore were gorgeous. Each ensemble a polished gem, their hats perched on their heads just so and parasols set at an angle, bustles tucked and pinned to create casual perfection. The budding modiste in her noted and stored the details.
Paris, the most fashionable city in the world.
Molly O’Dowd, a girl from the tenements of New York was in the city of lights and in the fabled Hotel du Crillon, no less. Oh, she had ambitions and dreams, but nothing prepared her for this city. And to think she’d almost refused to accompany her young mistress Annabelle, the new Countess of Glenhaven, on her bridal trip.
New York, reminded her of a young man—energetic, full of spit and vinegar. To all appearances, London was a grand dame, haughty and tradition-bound. However, she’d had her palm tickled and bum patted by enough half-drunk, randy English lords, and had seen their frisky partners with their petticoats tucked up over their waists to know it was all a façade.
Paris was thoroughly female—sensual, flirtatious and rife with secret temptations. She wanted to experience it all, but since they’d arrived two days ago, all she’d seen were the hidden warren of passages used by the hotel staff and the guests’ personal servants. The most fun she’d had was to engage in a flirtation with Raul, the deliciously burly footman who’d stared at her with flattering hunger. And a few hurried romps with Logan, the earl’s head groom, a lover who’d become a friend. He’d tossed up her skirts and bent her over the ironing board in the countess’ dressing room.
Molly inhaled the scent of butter and yeast and filched a small crescent-shaped roll from the breakfast tray. No sense in letting it go to waste. The kitchen sent the tray up at the time requested, but the lusty couple she served had yet to stir. She bit into the bread and the flavours burst over her tongue. She’d grow as fat as Mrs Riley’s prized sow if she kept eating as she did.
Rhythmic creaking caught Molly’s attention and she let out an amused snort. Oh for God’s sake, they were at it again. She enjoyed bedsport as much as the next girl, but she feared the earl and his wife would turn her into a nursery maid before she could untangle herself from their service to go seek her fortune.
At light tap on the servants’ entrance pulled Molly from her musings. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw who stood on the threshold, but she quashed it. She had no business feeling this way. He was a playmate, and a temporary one at best.
He cleaned up well. His black hair lay bushed back from his broad forehead, his green eyes sparkling with ever-present sexual mischief.
Renee Michaels lives in sunny south Florida. She started to write as a creative outlet during her husband's extended illness. Now she can't imagine doing anything else.
She has books published with Liquid Silver Books, Red Rose Publishing, Samhain Publishing and Secret Cravings Publishing, and a full-length. She contributed a story to the anthology Carnal Machines, published by Cleis Press, which won a gold medal at the Ippy Awards.
Reviewed by The Jeep Diva
Several sensual interludes from voyeurism to menagé with two couples brings a unique and fun twist to a historical romp from the perspective of a servant. Quick reading, spicy and clever, this hi...
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Reviewed by BTSe Magazine
This historical romance was a short, fun, sexy read. The story includes playfulness, lust, many short sex scenarios, humor and suspense. Definitely a quick and fun read!
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