Jamie had never forgiven himself for what he thought he'd done to Melissa and because of that stands apart from emotional attachments. With his business partner and best friend at his side Jamie is able to get a little of what he wants but is never completely happy. Once Daniel finds out that Melissa is what may bring them both the happiness that they thought was unattainable, he sets out to make sure that everyone gets what they want.
WICKED INDULGENCE is a sweetly erotic romance. The story is well written, the sexy time is super steamy, and there is a genuine sense of love and romance. There's plenty of steam but there is a real relationship between the three outside of the bedroom as well. The dynamics between Jamie and Daniel is just as important as the relationships between the men and Melissa. I'm going to use the over used line of this being my first time reading this author but it definitely won't be the last! Lange gives a complete and satisfying romance that just happens to have kink and menage!
**I received an ARC in exchange for an honest review.**
Two men. One woman. How wonderful wicked can be.
Jamie prefers one-night stands to the risk of hurting someone he loves. He's not willing to repeat the past. Years ago his naïve attempts at Dominance left his girlfriend bruised and frightened, and she mysteriously left town rather than show her face around him again.
Daniel wants something more. He hopes that one day he and Jamie will find that perfect woman to share forever. As members of the prestigious BDSM club known as The Vault and co-owners in a veterinary clinic, he never thought she'd walk through their door. Or ask for his best friend.
Melissa has done everything she can to protect the only man she's ever loved. Finally rid of her abusive ex, she's living on her own terms. Only she never counted on Daniel, a man who ignites enough sizzle in her body to compete with her passion for her first love, Jamie. And in order for them to be happy, she needs to find a way to put the past, and the people who won't remain there, behind her for good…and convince Jamie that he was never the monster he thought himself to be…
Reader discretion: contains spanking, bondage, voyeurism, sex club, m/f/m ménage romance elements
Melissa hesitated for an uncomfortable moment before she reached up to give him hug. He sucked in a breath of air, and stiffened at the contact, but didn’t return the sentiment.
Oh dear. She cocked her head back on her neck to peer up at him, waiting to see if she’d get anything from him.
Just when she’d decided to go into retreat mode and pretend the indifference hadn’t cut her to the bone, his dark gaze darted to her mouth. She licked her lips. Slowly. Twice. Not on purpose, it just happened. Honest.
A low growl sounded from somewhere in the room. She assumed it must be a dog; after all, this was a veterinary clinic. Though she felt a rumble within his chest, right under her hand that had somehow found its way to the area over his heart.
“What?” she whispered.
Jamie shook his head slowly. His face seemed to be getting closer to hers. The distance from his mouth to hers, that only moments ago appeared miles away, now seemed so negligible.
And then she felt it. The feather light pressure of his lips on hers. Was she imagining it? Would she blink and be back on the other side of the reception counter while he glared at her from across the open space?
Melissa risked a breath in and opened her mouth on a tiny gasp. He took the opportunity and slipped his tongue between her lips and dipped inside. A groan erupted between them. She felt a tug on her shoulder. Then her purse slipped down her arm and landed with a heavy thump on the floor next to her feet. She returned to touching him. She needed to feel the softness of his cotton shirt beneath her palm. Shouldn’t she be feeling the coarseness of the lab coat?
Strong hands settled on her waist. Long fingers dug into her hips. Firm lips smashed against hers. He kissed her like there was no tomorrow. And maybe the world was ending and she hadn’t received the memo. Melissa explored the inside of his mouth. Mmm. She tasted mint and something sweet like strawberry jam.
His tongue danced the salsa with hers. Harsh breath fanned her face. Should she open her eyes and possibly ruin this unexpected moment? Hell, when had she even closed her eyes?
This all had to be a dream, her imagination creating the perfect reunion for her, because never in her wildest fantasies had she envisioned a welcoming like this. Liar. She’d dreamed of this moment many times. Only they were typically naked and she was often lying over his lap while he spanked her ass.
Once she’d been freed from her last relationship, she’d spent hours searching the web for information on kinks, fetishes, and BDSM in general, discovering the truth about the expectations of that sort of lifestyle. Learning how a Dom was supposed to treat his sub—and how he wasn’t. Confirming that it was about the transfer of control—not abuse.
Somebody cleared their throat.
The kiss stopped, came to a grinding, sputtering halt, but his lips stayed latched to hers. Melissa opened her eyes to find Jamie staring at her. His confusion morphed to astonishment in a heartbeat, and then spun straight to pure panic.
And suddenly, he pushed her away so fast she stumbled again, but this time he didn’t attempt to help her. Regardless, she managed to find her footing before she did fall on her rear and embarrass herself further.
Jamie’s expression, closed and locked down tight, offered no consolation.
The man she’d met yesterday entered the room behind Jamie. His business partner. Daniel. The other sexy one.
“I guess you do know her.”
Shoes are my addiction, but books are my passion. I grew up with a love for reading. I read constantly. Probably too much some days. I read many genres of romance, but prefer to write sexy stories. I try to add some humor, and certainly my stories come with a side of those sinful pleasures your mom never told you about. Oh, and always a happily ever after.
I juggle a full time job and a family. Not always successfully. Clean house? Who needs one? And what's wrong with cereal for dinner? I live in Ontario, Canada with my wonderfully supportive husband, three awesome kids who are growing up way too fast, and Rocky the bearded dragon.
Plenty of ideas are rolling around in my head all the time. So I can't wait to write that next story.