Book: Stone Wear
(Hot Alpha Millionaire Series #2)
(Hot Alpha Millionaire Series #2)
By Marilyn Lakewood
Genre: Erotic Romance/BDSM
When a woman who loves too deeply meets a man who doesn’t love at all, something's got to give.
32 year old photographer, Jillian Ingram, fills the emptiness in her life with single-minded commitment to work. After the death of her dominant husband, she avoids all reminders of her past and denies her yearning to submit to another man…but when masterful Nick Colton promises to fulfill three of her deepest fantasies, it’s a temptation she can’t refuse. He’s the perfect Dom – hardcore, generous, and temporary. His offer of a weekend affair suits her perfectly, because for a long-term relationship, Jillian needs the one thing that Nick can’t give…love.
37 year old Nick Colton doesn’t want romance. Burned by a recent divorce, all he requires now is a night or a weekend with a woman who likes cuffs, clamps, and hard sex. No talk of long-term relationships and especially love. He’s given up finding that one special submissive who’s strong enough to surrender to his control—until he meets Jillian, the woman of his hottest fantasies. But Jillian’s commitment to her career is as strong as Nick’s aversion to relationships, and when their weekend ends, they must each decide if a commitment to temporary should be a commitment to forever.
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Kristie's 5 star review
What do you do when an incredibly sexy, and undeniably dominant man, offers to grant three of your darkest fantasies, if you give yourself to him completely, for three days?
Most of us wouldn't think twice about it, and we sure as hell wouldn't make him wait....but, that is exactly what Jillian "JT" Ingram does when the insanely delectable, sexy, and undeniably convincing Nick Colton makes that very offer to her.
From the moment he lays eyes on the beautiful photographer renting his lake house for a couple of weeks, Nick feels a bone deep familiarity, and instinctively knows he must get closer to her….no matter how much she resists.
“Fuck! This girl had it, with a capital I’m so screwed.” - Nick Colton
Now, Jill has her reasons for keeping her distance, but her body and her heart can’t deny the pull she feels to Nick and his dominant nature. Her past still haunts her. And her fear of loving again consumes her. Burying herself in her work, she has created walls around her heart that she fears Nick can breach. She doesn’t think she can handle that kind of consuming need, desire, and love again.
“Nick has hardcore written all over him. He’s someone I might feel serious about, and I don’t want a serious relationship.” More specifically, she didn’t want to love anyone. Love consumed her. She gave too much and needed to much from a man. Too much of his time and too much of his control.” - Jillian “JT” Ingram
When sitting down to write this review, my first thought about this book was, HOT DAYUM!!!! Stone Wear is undeniably one of the hottest, most erotic books I have read in a long time. The flow was smooth, and it had a slow, intensely erotic burn that left me melting in my seat. Marilyn Lakewood has successfully morphed a sweet, intoxicating love story, with a deeply erotic, sexy, and intense fantasy filled with plenty of sex, BDSM, and control. The fantasies that Nick and Jillian indulge in will make you squirm….and beg for more. What more can I say about the fantasies….voyeurism, cowboys, and piercings, OH MY!! I appreciated the realistic approach to the story, as much as I did the panty-melting chemistry. In addition to being incredibly sexy, both Nick and Jillian had a sense of humor, which only adds to their desirability.
“How long could a man sustain a hard-on without brain damage?” - Nick Colton
There are also surprises and secrets that both strengthen as well as threaten the fragile relationship they begin to build. When Nick realizes why Jillian is so familiar to him, I giggled out loud. I would love to hear the conversation between them when Nick reveals the connection. All in all, I loved this book. I hadn’t read the first of the series, but plan to go back and do just that while I wait impatiently for book #3.
Meet the Author
Marilyn and her husband live in the northwest U.S., not too far from the Canadian border. She thinks the long, cold winters are perfect “writing weather.” Most of the time, she doesn’t mind the short days, or the snow—except when she needs to drive in a blizzard, in the dark.
Marilyn started writing sexy stories “just for fun” and she’ll joyously admit she’s obsessed with creating hard-core dominant heroes and happily-ever-after endings.
Writing erotic romance lets her explore love, passion, and sex, through the lens of different characters and settings. It’s also a way to keep her imagination kindled during the September to March “cold snap.” Marilyn loves music, flowers, sci-fi and romance movies, and taking daily walks with Precious, her rescued dog.
She’s a country girl at heart, and although she imagines travelling to distant, romantic shores, her favorite place is home with her family.
Excerpt - R Rated
*Warning Explicit Content*
Nick stood and held out his hand to her. “It’s only eight-thirty. Let’s go for a walk out front.”
Unable to resist, Jill put her hand in Nick’s and let him tug her to her feet. He wants to collect the kiss I promised. She searched his handsome face, trying to pinpoint why he affected her so much. What did she know about him? He desired her, definitely. He was generous, intelligent, and dominant all the way through. What she didn’t know was everything else—about his divorce, his job, his life.
He didn’t know her, either. She wasn't ready to divulge any secrets, but the fact remained that if he knew what type of woman she'd been in the past, and still was inside, he might not be so intent on her.
Jacob had said that loving her was the most exquisite, consuming, and satisfying thing he had ever done―but not always easy. He’d told her if anything ever happened to him, she had to choose a man strong enough to give her what she needed.
“Come on, babydoll.” Nick led her off the front porch and ambled down the drive, holding her hand. “Let’s start working on this.”
“This?” she asked, glancing up at him.
He swung her around and into his embrace. “Yes, this.”
His mouth slanted over hers and his hand threaded through her hair, holding her head. His other arm snugged her against his torso while his lips caressed and controlled her mouth. He nibbled her bottom lip and his hand shifted to her jaw, urging her to open for him. When she did, his tongue pushed inside, stroking, exploring, claiming. Their warm breath mingled, their lips fused in passionate foreplay. Her sex clenched, her knees wobbled, and she sagged against him.
Sweet sin! The man knew how to kiss. He crushed her body to his, holding her up, plundering and demanding surrender. She moaned, and he kissed her harder. He captured her against his muscled chest, shifting their bodies until he had her back against the trunk of a towering evergreen.
“That's it, woman.” He lifted her and fit his hips between her thighs, then guided one of her legs around his waist. His lips and teeth worked down the column of her throat and his hand slid under her camisole. He touched her bare breast.
So did he.
“Hell.” He thumbed the discrete ring that pierced her nipple. “I’m going to lose it right here.”
“You like my piercings?”
He chuffed. “Damn straight. I’ve been hard since I noticed the jewelry yesterday morning.” He kept his hand on her breast and used the other hand to tilt her face to his. His stormy eyes seduced her as much as the thick erection pushed against her clit. “I want to get inside you and make you scream.”
She blushed, self-conscious. “I never scream.” A part of her wanted him to try though. He might be what she needed to soar, to finally get past her self-imposed reserve and restraint. But right now, he was too much too fast.
“You will for me.” He kissed her again, keeping his hips tight against hers. For another cherished moment, she let herself enjoy it. His mastery thrilled her. Moisture dampened her thighs and the crotch of her shorts.
Her body wanted him. Lust, pure and simple.
What if she trusted him with her innermost desires and he didn’t understand? The odds were against finding someone as strong as Jacob. Twice in a lifetime, just didn’t happen. She hadn't really looked for someone else because she didn't want to settle for something less in a relationship. It would feel dishonest and only disappoint both parties.
“I can't.” She pushed Nick's arms to stop him. He felt too good. Too strong and confident, and too much like someone she would desire all the time. Her body sang when he touched her or even looked at her. A ricochet of unsettling emotions blasted through the lustful haze and cooled her fever. “No.”
Nick marshaled up every scrap of willpower he possessed and forced himself to stop. Fuck, this girl did it for him. His lungs heaved. His body shook and his cock ached, tight with blood…but he had to slow down. She wasn’t ready yet.
When he swung her up into his arms, he savored her sweet little gasp of surprise and the way she clung like a little koala bear around his neck. He pressed his mouth to her forehead and breathed in the scent of her hair. “Yes, you'll scream―but not because a damned tree is rubbing you raw. If anything makes you scream, it’s going to be me shoved deep in your tight little body.”