Snippets...
Fern at Whipped Cream
This is a story that has it all–incredible characters that are not only well developed, but absolutely hilarious, an intriguing whodunit plot that will keep you guessing, and a whole lot of mind blowing sex...You’ll bounce back and forth as the story plays out, and by the time you reach the end of the ride, you’ll be one-hundred percent sa-tis-fied.
Five Hearts - The Romance Studio
Ms. Braemel seems to have an amazing gift to delight readers with a wickedly delicious and daring story taken directly from most women's fantasies. She makes it sizzle with a raw sensuality that holds the reader captive from the first page. This is a luscious, fast paced adventure that is sure to please readers who enjoy an edgy and intense erotic romance. ... This is a refreshingly touching twist to the menage theme that showcases the author's ability to deliver the goods! I can't wait to see more from this wonderful new author. Shannon
4.5 Blue Ribbons - Romance Junkies
Leah Braemel’s PRIVATE PROPERTY delves into all of one woman’s naughty fantasies and promises to leave readers hot and sweaty. ... All of these characters will touch your heart in one way or another. ... Ms. Braemel’s next book PERSONAL PROTECTION will be released in May 2009 and will contain Sam’s story and it looks like it’ll be another awesome read. Chrissy
You must be 18 years of age or older to read this.
Excerpt (unedited):
“Now, sweet pea, we’re going to play a game. If you guess correctly, you get rewarded. If you guess incorrectly, you’ll be punished.”
“What do I have to do?”
Lips touched hers. Lips tasting of cigar smoke. “You have to guess which one of us—”
“—is doing what to you,” Mark finished, nibbling just below her ear.
“Someone’s gonna touch you…”
“When whatever they’re doing stops you have to say who it was.”
They were circling her, trying to confuse her.
“If you get it wrong…”—something whistled through the air, stung her ass in a thin line—“then you’ll be punished.”
Heat gathered in the cheek where she’d been hit. Mark had only ever used the flat of his hand, but the thin instrument they’d just used focused the sensation, which shot straight to her core. “And if I get it right?”
“Then, sweet pea, you’ll be rewarded.”
“How?”
“You’ll find that out when that happens.”
“But you have to get one right, first.”
“And to make it a bit more of a challenge for you, your time will be limited.” Someone’s palm—Mark’s she guessed—smacked flat against her ass again, blurring the thin line of heat from the last hit. “Hmm. She liked your riding crop better. You know, I think I might try out some of your toys.”
“Be my guest, there’s enough to choose from,” Sam said with a chuckle.
Jodi wiggled her ass in anticipation.
“Oh, and, sweet pea? If you don’t answer quick enough, you’ll be punished no matter what your answer.”
She heard the sound of something rattle, then snapped through the air. Was that a…it sounded like it had multiple tails. A flogger?
“Are you prepared to accept our punishment?” Mark asked.
“Yes.” More than ready. Cream leaked down her thigh with a torturous tickle.
Seconds later, a hand caressed her left breast, cool but gentle fingers tweaked her nipple. She rolled her head back, arching at the sensation when a tongue swirled across her other taut peak, teeth nipping lightly. The hint of cigar wafted up. A smile curled her lips—she would soon find out what her reward would be.
Too soon the touching, the licking, stopped. The sudden lack of contact left her panting, wanting more.
“Time to guess, Jodi,” Mark said from her left side. “Was it me?”
“Or me,” Sam whispered from her right side. |
