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by Sylvia Ryan
Contemporary Erotic Romance
Publisher: Lyrical Press
Release Date: September 2, 2013
Heat Level: Sizzling
Word Count/Length: 30,000 words/100 pages
Before kids and the responsibility of life, Levi and I shared a spontaneous, erotic, and deliciously deviant marriage. But the years transformed what we had into something comfortable and worn. It hurts me to think his desire for me has cooled. I miss that look of his. Slightly evil and totally hot, like he wanted to devour me. Haven’t seen it in ages.
When I first married Mia, she submitted to every one of my erotic needs. Then came the children. With little complaint, I abandoned my pursuit of kink, content to be married to a beautiful, intelligent woman who’s a great mother to our twins. Out of the blue, Mia confesses she misses the intimacy in our marriage, misses the sex. After this enticing revelation, my plan to reconnect with her unfolds.
In our secret, kinky, Friday afternoon meetings I’m going to give her everything she wants and take everything I need. Will this be the answer to fixing our marriage?
Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains explicit sex scenes and/or situations (including BDSM/light bondate) and adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.
After all these years of sex being an afterthought, first for her and then, because of the gradual acceptance of how things were, for me, too, I’d stopped looking a long time ago for the signs and signals indicating Mia might be interested in returning back to sexual practices we shared before the twins were born.
Early on in our marriage, our love was incandescent, glowing hot and bright. Mia was thesun and, to my eyes, everything else paled to a dull gray in comparison to the vivid elation lifeheld when she was near.
Our sex was explosive. With her, I felt completely safe exposing my somewhat shady and highly explicit sexual needs. She blindly followed my lead headlong into questionable and kinky practices, always open to anything I introduced to her.
Shit, my cock gets hard just remembering it. I stop to adjust myself before returning to my snow removal.
I smile at the memories rising to the conscious part of my brain. She was the perfect woman for me. But it was never the same between us after the girls were born. At first I waited, holding back and ignoring our sexual needs. Mia barely kept her head above water with twins and a full-time job. Back then I paid close attention, looking for any indication she was ready, anticipating the moment we’d return to the sizzling lust once burning between us.
I never saw it.
With our new family, the dynamics within our home changed. The balance of power between Mia and I shifted. She was “in charge” of the kids, the home and by default, our sex life. She had a lot on her plate.
Then the months stacked and became years. After so much time of almost nonexistent in quantity and vanilla in quality sex, I stopped looking for the signs we’d ever return. The little sex we’ve had since the twins were born hasn’t held my attention much, and I stopped wondering if she cared years ago. After years of withstanding the bubbling need to dominate Mia like I used to, the urge gradually faded.
I stop pushing the heavy, wet snow and lean against the shovel to catch my breath. The warm air from my lungs creates wispy clouds as I exhale hard fast breaths. I take a moment to experience the wonder of the utterly black sky dotted with stars and the silent peace of the moment.
I love Mia and I’ve never cheated. But I’ve thought about it. Only someone with the knowledge of what it feels like to live this way for a long time can come to understand the thought processes of people who are unfaithful to their spouses. My guess is most of the time, the cheater loves their partner. They only do it for the thrill, the excitement of new sex with a new person. It’s the anticipation of the forbidden act, the rush of brushing bare skin against someone new, the desperate I-can’t-wait-to-fuck-you kisses as clothes fly off and bodies surge toward the bed that captures a person’s interest.
I grip the handle to my shovel and begin pushing snow again.
Now she’s ready. It’s time to take back my role within our marriage.
This is it. It’s my time. No, it’s our time again after so many years. I’m going to do everything possible to be the man I long to be both in and out of the bedroom.
I feel twenty-five again. I savor the power rushing through me at remembering the slow progression of Mia’s training all those years ago. It’s potent. Jesus. The comfortable mental slip back into that man feels totally natural. I recognize, maybe with the first truly clear head I’ve had on this subject for years, precisely how stunted we’ve become.
There’s nobody to blame but me. She took on so much. The least I could have done was ensure we didn’t land here, where we are today.
I push my last strip of snow and walk back toward the house, drawing in a clean breath of air and blowing it out.
It feels like I’ve been freed.
I’m going to give her everything she wants, and take everything I need.
First and foremost, this is a story and romance about a married couple that have let sex fall by the wayside. I love stories about married couples. I’m married and have been for 9 years. Trust me when I say this, it can be routine and sometimes a bit boring. So what do you do when it gets stale? For Mia and Levi, they go back to the beginning of their relationship to what they craved individually and then together as a couple. This story is heavy into the BDSM element and while its arousing and titillating, its core is Mia and Levi finding that emotional connection that they had before, during and after sex. Yes, it’s all about the emotional aspect of sex more than the act itself.
Another thing that Ms. Ryan nailed was the characters POV’s. We get both Levi and Mia’s POV’s in the story and I loved that. I felt connected to both of them at the same time. Too many stories are only told by one POV but in a married couples book, you MUST have both and its there in spades. In fact, when choosing my excerpt, I chose Levi’s. Why? It summed up what each one of them was going through and how he was going to set things right.
Don’t be scared of the BDSM in it. It’s not hardcore, whips/chains but it does have toys and what woman doesn’t have a somewhat of a toy chest? 😉
I highly, highly recommend this story to anyone in a relationship, married, or even not in one because Ms. Ryan will change your mind about what a person really needs and wants in and out of the bedroom. However, I would like more Mia and Levi. *hint hint*
About the Author:
Sylvia lives the life of a run-of-the-mill wife, mother, and professional in Midwest Suburbia, USA. She reads voraciously and loves to lose herself and fall head over heels for the alpha males in her favorite novels.
When she gets the chance to shed the prim and proper persona of average wife and mother, her secret identity, Sylvia Ryan, emerges. This alter ego strives to write original ideas in extraordinary settings for her readers to remember long after the book has been read. Her dream is to transform her racy thoughts and naughty nature into tangible works of erotic fantasy for others’ secret identities to enjoy.
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