SINFUL REWARDS 2, is the second instalment in a series of
twelve, and I will do my best not to reveal any spoilers.
Bee
has been receiving text messages from a secret admirer whom
she refers to as "Friendly". She has now become better
acquainted with both Nicolas Reiner and the sexy neighbour
at 311 North. She received the most wonderful anonymous
gift: the beautiful red designer purse she had been lusting
after for a week is now hers. She likes to think her admirer
is Nicolas; her beautiful purse is very expensive and he's
rich. Belinda Carter finally has something that is not a
cheap copy; she is over the moon, and when she leaves her
condo for work, she feels like she finally belongs. During
the ride down in the condo's elevator, Bee meets the elegant
aging escort, Lona LaMarre, who comments on her handbag and
says that's how it all started for her: a rich man who
bought her an expensive gift; Bee says it's nothing of the
sort, it's merely a reward for doing a good deed.
Bee leaves for work, feeling confident and chic, even though
it's raining. Just outside the condo complex, she sees her
bad boy neighbour, tattooed and scarred Hawke, on his
motorcycle. He doesn't fail to notice her beautiful red
purse, he can appreciate quality; after all he rides a
Harley. Their fingers touch briefly and it's electric. He is
not boyfriend material, not like Nicolas, whom she will
marry. Hawke is more like her father, a biker, someone who
goes for short-term relationships. Still, Bee cannot help
falling under Hawke's sexy spell; he offers to give her a
ride on his bike, but she opts for the bus instead. She has
to get to work quickly, she cannot be late. This is her big
day, when she will go from temp to full-time employee, the
day her dreams will come true.
In SINFUL REWARDS 2, Bee's beautiful red designer purse
almost becomes a secondary character: it's a metaphor for
Bee's view on life. Solid, dependable, reliable, yet
fashionable: what she is, what she aims for. It represents a
better life, money, and a boyfriend who can give her all
that, in addition to love. I love Bee: she's a dreamer, a
romantic but conservative and daring at the same time.
SINFUL REWARDS 2 delves deeper into the minds and
motivations of the characters, we get to meet Bee's mother,
and learn a bit more about enigmatic Lona. There's also a
fabulous, very cinematic sexy dream sequence that
illustrates Bee's inner conflict about Nicolas and Hawke.
Of course, a cliff-hanger was to be expected, but I never
thought it would be such a spectacular one! Ms. Sax knows
her way around novellas and short stories better than anyone
else, and this series promises to exceed my expectations,
which were very high to begin with. Cynthia Sax raises the
bar very high with SINFUL REWARDS 2!
Belinda "Bee" Carter isn't quite sure what she's gotten
herself into. She's been receiving mysterious messages from
a secret admirer who is sending her more and more erotic
dares. Each time she fulfills his desires, she gets
rewarded. She's convinced that her mystery texter is one of
two super-hot men—Nicolas, the handsome billionaire, or
Hawke, the sexy biker—but she can't tell which one it is.
And she's coming to realize that beneath her
peaches-and-cream exterior beats a heart that longs to play
out all of her most secret fantasies.
As the stakes are raised again, will Bee succumb to the
sensual allure of this latest dare?
Excerpt
"Belinda," Hawke murmurs, his deep voice pulling at me.
Unable to resist his unspoken order, I gaze upward. This is
a mistake. His eyes have darkened to a brilliant blue, his
arousal meeting, meshing with mine, and I know in this
moment, I'm lost. He has me.
"Hawke." I part my lips, offering him everything. He's rough
and tough, a big strong military man, a tattooed biker. I
expect him to plunder, conquer, take.
Instead, Hawke carefully frames my face with his large
hands, his calloused fingertips gentle yet firm, and he dips
his head slowly, his gaze holding mine. My heart races
faster and faster, my body trembles as though this first
kiss is my very first kiss.
He skims his lips over mine, his touch as light as the
sheerest silk, his breath wafting on my cheeks. My eyelashes
flutter, the sensation sweet yet sensual, innocent yet
decadent, completely unexpected and special.
"Priceless," he murmurs, and this is how I feel, priceless,
designer, unique.
He dips his head again, follows the curve of my lips a
second time, pressing harder, lingering longer. I open to
him, inviting him in, needing more, and when he pulls away,
I pursue him, prodding him with my tongue.
Hawke groans, the sound rumbling up his chest, through mine,
and he surges forward, his grip on my face tightening. My
body hums with approval as he pushes his tongue into my
mouth. He tastes of rich dark coffee, and I shamelessly suck
on him, tugging on his flesh, clinging to him.
A shudder shakes Hawke's shoulders, his reaction thrilling
me. I cause him to respond this way. I shred his control.
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