Published: February 22, 2015
They call him Masque.
I call him God.
The man I want to consume me, own me, break me and corrupt me.
Yet I’ve never seen his face.
His body ripples like an adonis, sculpted in steel and dripping in sin. His flesh is inked with the mark of the chimera – one body, two very different halves.
He plays hard.
He plays rough.
He has no limits.
He’s so fucking dirty bad wrong.
But I love him for it.
Lydia Marsh is always the strong one. The girl who never breaks, and sure as hell never cries. She’s got it all – the perfect little life in cosy suburbia, with her perfectly nice boyfriend, and their perfectly sufficient sex life. She’s even got her perfect little career plan all wrapped up at Trial Run Software Group.
But when it all falls apart, and Lydia’s pretty, green eyes are fixed on a brutally sexual stranger – the man they call Masque – she comes to suspect that being strong isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
For now Lydia wants something she’s never wanted before…
And she wants Masque to give it to her.
I rated this book 5 stars *****
I’m not very familiar with the Erotica genre but I think it was unusual for the author to admit to being a real life submissive. Maybe she did so to let the readers know that she had first hand knowledge of the details she used in the book.
Parts of James and Lydia’s story are very hard to read. Some passages I had to read twice, maybe more, because the subject matter was disturbing and shocking. That being said, their relationship worked for them and I was sorry to see the end come.
I don’t know if the author has any plans to write another book with James and Lydia, but it would be fun to see how their committment to one another is working out.
**Warning – this novel contains graphic sex, and hardcore elements of BDSM. There are scenes of violence (consensual) as well as sexual practices some readers may find offensive.
If you aren’t turned on by dirty bad wrong sex then please walk on by.***