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At His Service

At His Service, June 2015
Playboys of Boston
by Suzanne Rock

St. Martin's Press
Featuring: Karin Norell; Leo Perconti
368 pages
ISBN: 1250059259
EAN: 9781250059253
Kindle: B00PF6BONG
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"HE IS DOMINANT, SHE IS UNABLE TO RESIST!"

Fresh Fiction Review

At His Service
Suzanne Rock

Reviewed by Pat Pascale
Posted June 28, 2015

Romance Erotica Sensual | Contemporary | Erotica

The Palazzo Hotel in Boston is the locale for this sexy, sensual, romantic romp. Leo Perconti, oldest of the Perconti siblings, has come to rescue the hotel teetering on bankruptcy. Frivolous spending by his brothers, Marco and Dante, along with poor management has severely depleted their cash flow. A plan is in place to save their hotel.

First, an arranged marriage for his sister Arianna to one of the most powerful aviation tycoons in the northern hemisphere to save his reputation. In return for this union, the tycoon has promised an enormous amount of money. Arianna is not pleased with this prospect but she must help her family save its dynasty.

Upon arriving at the hotel, Leo meets with his brother, Marco in the penthouse suite. He seriously advises Marco how much trouble the hotel is in, telling him how stressed and exhausted he is. Leo just wants to sleep. Marco laughs and offers to send him a party-girl to relax him. When Marco leaves the suite, Leo takes a bath trying to unwind.

Karin Norell, is twelve weeks away from obtaining her hospitality degree. She can't wait for her internship here at the hotel to be over. She wants to be able to get another job, anywhere but the Palazzo Hotel. Six staff called in sick today. Understaffed, Karin is told to go up and clean the penthouse suite in preparation for the arrival of Leo Perconti. When she arrives, Leo is just coming out of the bath. As Karin tries to hide, he sees her and thinks she has been sent as a play toy from his brother. Erotic, steamy sex begins and only gets hotter with each passing page.

With the arrival of the wedding day, everything is ready-- except for the bride. Flowers are everywhere. Orchids, gardenias and roses, tied with lace, outline every row. The guests are all seated. Leo, Marco and Dante are pacing and the groom is asking "is everything all right?" No sign of Arianna. Where is the bride? Where is Karin? In a surprise ending that will have you reeling and asking "when does the next sequel in the Perconti family journey begin?

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SUMMARY

An incendiary tale of erotic seduction--and the high stakes of surrender…


NO REQUEST WILL BE DENIED.

To save his family's hotel empire, Leo Perconti arrives at Boston's Palazzo prepared to take no prisoners. His hedonistic siblings have let the grand hotel's standards slide, and the company is teetering on the edge of bankruptcy. But before he takes on his family, he has a no-strings-attached arrangement to consider…Is it time to put the Do Not Disturb sign up on the door? Or is it too dangerous to mix work with no-holds-barred pleasure?


IS THEIR DESIRE WORTH THE RISK?Sleeping with the boss was never part of hotel intern Karin Norell's plan. But she can't resist Leo's powerful allure…. sensual submission is downright addictive with Leo in control. But that addiction comes with a hefty price, and soon she's caught in a compromising position. Will Karin be strong enough to pay it? Because when it comes to passion at the Palazzo, Leo is a man who means business. And he won't take no for an answer…

Excerpt

Shit, shit, shit. Karin glanced around the bathroom. There was nowhere to hide. She clutched the cell phone to her chest and squeezed behind the door. Leo breezed past her into the room and turned on the hot water in the large tub. Steam rolled up from the marble basin, filling the small space. Karin held her breath as Leo undid the buttons of his suit coat and shrugged it onto the floor.

He’s undressing. Karin tried to force her muscles to move, but they refused to listen. She watched as Leo placed his glass of scotch on the floor and then peeled off his layers of clothing, one by one.

For once, Karin didn’t mind the mess. Wes was right, the Perconti brothers were sinfully handsome, and the oldest brother was the best looking of the lot. His tan stretched up his muscular arms, around his perfectly formed shoulders, and down his lean, angular back. Even his firm, tight ass was a golden color, putting delicious thoughts of Leo sunbathing nude in her mind.

She could easily picture his sleek body stretching out on some Italian beach, soaking up the sun. Karin wondered what it would feel like to press up against such a flawless physique and feel those solid hips between her legs.

She dropped her gaze down his torso as he turned toward the marble tub. Dark hair dotted his chest and lower abdomen, drawing her attention to his long, thick cock. Karin’s heartbeat drummed in her ears as he stepped into the bath. Something fluttered inside her as she imagined crawling in alongside him and running soap along his athletic frame.

Oh God, she needed to focus. It had been far too long since she’d had sex, even longer since she’d had great sex. Looking at the grace and muscular beauty of Leo Perconti’s body, she knew that a night with him would go a long way toward alleviating all of the stress that had been building up inside of her.

A dull ache formed between her thighs as she imagined straddling his hips and taking his hard cock deep inside her channel. She reached down her torso and pressed her hand against her mound and imagined his muscular body pressing up against hers. Embarrassment at her boldness heated her cheeks.

She bit back a groan of disappointment as Leo slid under the warm bathwater. His back was once again facing her and she knew that if she wanted to save her job, then she had to get out of there, fast.

Enough daydreaming. It was time to go. After one long, wistful glance at Leo, she slipped out from behind the door and edged out into the hallway.

“Stop.”

Karin froze as the thick Italian accent rose up from the tub.

“Come here.”

Karin turned back to the bathroom, unsure of what to do. She judged the distance from her spot to the elevator and wondered if she should make a run for it. Her escape depended on Wes having sent the elevator back up for her. If she had to wait for the doors to open, then she’d be caught. If Leo found cleaning staff in his room, she could get in trouble. Could she trust Wes to send the elevator back for her?

“I know Marco sent you.”

Karin blinked. “Excuse me?”

Leo chuckled. “There’s no need to be coy with me. I know all about my brother’s ‘connections.’ If the man spent as much effort fixing up this hotel as he did bedding socialites, we wouldn’t be in this mess.” He raised his glass to his lips. “So tell me, are you the pushy one, or the one who was willing to please?”

“I’m sorry, I . . .” Did Leo think she was one of the socialite friends Marco had offered him earlier? She scrunched her nose in disgust. She wasn’t an empty-headed socialite. And yet, there was something rather appealing about the idea of pleasing him.

“Don’t tell me you’re a man,” he said.

“I—no.” She glanced back at Leo’s long, lean form as it lounged in the tub. Wes’s words floated through her mind. You need some sex, girlfriend. Loosen up. “Not a guy.”

“I thought as much. You don’t sound like a man. Come here and let me see if my brother’s friends are as beautiful as he claims.”

Leo Perconti was brazen. She should feel offended, but that voice did things to her body that made her want more. Karin wanted to obey his command and see where things led. Besides, Leo didn’t ever have to know her real identity. It was the perfect opportunity for a glorious night of passion without consequence.

No, there was one consequence, a huge one. Leo was her boss’s boss. If he found out that she’d tried to deceive him, then he’d take it out on Marco. Not only would she be fired, but Marco could and probably would make the entire staff suffer for her indiscretion.

But then again, wasn’t she in charge of making sure Leo had a pleasant stay? If the night went well and he was in a better mood around his brother, then she would have done her job. It wasn’t like they’d be constantly running into each other. The staff was supposed to stay out of sight as much as possible. If by chance they should see each other again, she could always play ignorant. No one would have to know what had happened in this hotel room except her.

Karin looked from the hallway to the bathroom and back again. All she had to do was accept the night for what it was—pure physical bliss. No strings attached. If she could get away with this . . . it would be one hell of a night.

Resolved, Karin pocketed Wes’s cell phone and straightened her skirt. She paused over the hem as a new revelation hit her. Shit, my uniform. Leo would mark her as an employee as soon as he saw her.

Perhaps it could be part of the game. She could tell Leo that she’d needed the uniform to get past the paparazzi downstairs undetected. All she had to do was come across confident of her abilities.

Confidence. Ever since she had caught her former boss fucking a politician in his office, Karin’s confidence had remained hidden. She wasn’t sure if she had it in her to pull something like this off.

“Are you coming?” Leo asked. “Or am I going to have to come out and get you?”

“No, I’m coming.” She could do this, she just needed to stop overthinking.

Didn’t Wes just accuse her of being too serious? This night was about de-stressing and relaxing.

Karin cleared her throat and adjusted her bra. Her breasts were on the small side of normal, but hopefully they’d be enough to please him. She undid the top few buttons of her blouse, revealing the upper curve of her breasts. After pinching her cheeks, she hid her shaking hands behind her back and concentrated on swaying her hips as she moved closer to the large, marble tub. Here goes nothing. . .


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