Series: A Taboo Love #1
Hi, my name is Delilah Sampson, and I am a self proclaimed “frump girl.” My world came crashing down the day I walked in on my boyfriend having sex with my boss, rendering me single and jobless. A new job fell into my lap as the secretary of the gorgeous, rich, powerful, and mighty cocky controlling partner at Santino Law Firm. I spend my days trying to please a demanding boss, keeping my lustful thoughts to myself. Until one night, when my best friend drags me to a club, and I fall for a man whose true identity I will never know.Buy the Book •
See, at Club Masquerade, everyone wears a mask and a nametag with a fake name. Also, on your nametag is a number that you are assigned when you come into the club, which is linked to an in-house messaging system; no one is permitted to speak, which ensures that identities are kept secret. I meet my lover every Saturday at 9 pm sharp. We text and email constantly when we are not together, and I have somehow fallen in love with him.
But, then there is Nick Santino. He is the partner that I can’t keep my eyes off. Unfortunately, the only reason he hired me is because he is not attracted to me and all my frump glory. Fortunately, for me, I am a kick ass secretary, so he keeps me around. Like many men in his position, Nick is used to getting what he wants, when he wants it; all without commitment, of course.
So when he finds a woman that he is both physically and emotionally attracted to, he finds himself in unchartered territory – love. And I can do nothing but be jealous from the sidelines – lusting for a man I can’t have, and loving a man I can’t know.
Hey there, Delilah is book 1 of the Taboo Love series, in which we tackle the boss/secretary relationship. Each book will be a stand alone with a HEA, but will have a few reoccurring characters.
Delilah Sampson is a self proclaimed Frump o’saurus. She is a teeny tiny thing, but chooses to wearing the baggiest clothes she can find, no makeup, rolls out of bed, and starts each day. On the day of her birthday she hopes for the best day ever, but gets the poop end of the stick instead. She finds her boring, vanilla boyfriend of eight years doing the “dirty, dirty” with none other thanThe Bitch, her boss. So she quits…Both!
With her head held high, and a determined mind she is off to find a new adventure. Along the path she stumbles upon a better job with a HOT ITALIAN STALLION as a boss.
The events up until now are enough to make me happy, but our Author here decided to raise the ante a bit by throwing in a exclusive club in the mix. A
naughty club where anonymity is key, and sex oozes from the very walls holding everyone in. Without realizing it out main characters Delilah, and Nick each start a tantalizing relationship with the person of their dreams at Club M. They just don’t realize the dream partner is each other!!
This read was Hot! Club Masquerade was another world. At first I was skeptical how someone could pull off the anonymity clause of their relationship,
but M.D. Saperstein did an excellent job cover all the bases I had questions about.
Delilah was a treat, all sass, and hotness wrapped under a baggy grateful dead shirt. I enjoyed her internal transformation. She was hilarious! Nick on the other hand made me want to find my own Italian stallion. His need for control, left my kindle on fire! There twists, and turns it didn’t see coming,but loved every second of. Don’t always judge a book by its cover, friends.
This was a 4 dirty, anonymous star read for me!!
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Andria Large Bio
Andria is married and a stay at home mother with two crazy little girls and two psychotic cats. She doesn’t go anywhere without her precious iPhone and a purse full of animal crackers. She used to be obsessed with the Backstreet Boys, but now is only mildly obsessed (still goes to every concert when they are in town). She loves cartoons and Disney movies, and can probably recite every line from Dumb and Dumber. Humor is a must in her life; otherwise, it would be completely boring. Pepsi is her weakness, along with anything chocolate. She can’t sing to save her life, but she pretends she can when she is alone in her car with the music blasting so that she can’t hear herself. And don’t mess with her family because she will fuck you up. She loves to read Romance. Paranormal, Scottish, Military, Police, Firefighters, Athletes, Cowboys and M/M are her favorite. She is not so much a fan of YA, though. If you haven’t been able to tell from reading her books, she likes – whether she is reading them or writing them – lots of hot steamy sex. Andria loves her fans and is always willing to chat. She works hard on her books, does not get offended easily, and has a pretty thick skin when it comes to negativity toward her work. She welcomes constructive criticism because she feels that is how one betters themselves, by taking that constructive criticism and using it. Andria’s books are her art, they are pieces of her, and she can only hope that people will like what she does. For those who don’t, she asks that you be respectful of her art. You don’t have to like it, but you don’t have to be mean about it either. https://www.facebook.com/AndriaLargeAuthor
M.D. Saperstein Bio:
Hi! My name is M.D. Saperstein. I am currently a stay at home mom with my two gorgeous kids. I wasn’t always a full time mom, though. After graduating from the University of Florida – Go Gators! – I attended law school at Stetson University. I spent the next 10 years practicing law. I also spent some time counseling mental health patients in an out patient psychiatric hospital. But, until having my own children, my most rewarding job by far was licensing families to receive abused and neglected foster children.
So, that brings us to today. In my spare time, while my children were napping, I started editing novels for other authors. The more I edited, the more ready I felt to write my own. I just needed a new and exciting story line. Once Hey There, Delilah was conceived, the ball starting rolling very quickly. I hooked up with fellow author Andria Large, and we decided to tackle it together. Best decision ever!
I spend most of my free time with my husband and children. But when I get some “me” time, I love to read. Mostly romance and erotica, but I don’t discriminate – a good book is a good book, no matter the genre.
I get up close to the glass to see what’s inside. Tree frogs. You know, the green ones with the big toes and big eyes, the cute ones. That is what’s in there, thank God! I’m not there for more than a few seconds when Nick’s big body presses up against my back. His chin rests on my shoulder as his arms come around my waist.
“Aw, cute,” he mutters, completely uninterested before turning his face into my neck and laying light kisses there.
“What are you doing?” I whisper as his big hands splay across my stomach.
“Nothing,” he breathes, pressing his groin against my ass.
I roll my eyes when I feel his erection. “Really? We’re in public.”
“Doesn’t stop me from wanting you,” he whispers in my ear before nipping at my lobe.
I suck in a sharp breath at the shot of electricity that races through my body from that little nip. He chuckles knowingly and slips one hand down the front of my jeans. I start to protest but his finger finds my clit and I’m lost.
“Someone will see us,” I say halfheartedly.
“No, we’re blocked on both sides, and I’m big enough to block you from sight,” he whispers, using his other hand to squeeze my breast through my shirt.
Nick’s finger moves in lazy circles around my clit before he delves down farther to dip inside of me. I bite back a moan as he drags his now wet finger back up to my clit and continues to circle it.
“I love how you get so wet for me,” Nick breathes naughtily in my ear.
I elbow him in the side, making him “Oof” then snicker. Nick continues to torture me slowly while I fight not to moan out loud. His talented finger goes back and forth between slipping inside of me and rubbing my clit. I drop my head back against his shoulder and bite my bottom lip.
“You gonna come for me LaLa?” He rasps in my ear.
“Yes,” I breathe.
Nick adds some more pressure to his rubbing, which brings me closer to losing myself. The hand that is cupping my breast moves up under my shirt. He finds my nipple through my bra and pinches. I gasp. Nick plunges his finger back inside of
me and pinches my nipple again at the same time, doing me in. I shudder against him as my core spasms around his finger. He kisses my neck as I slowly come down from my sexual high.
“Damn, I’ve missed seeing that,” Nick rumbles against my neck.
“You are so bad. I can’t believe you just did that to me in public,” I say, feeling my face turn hot and red.
“We… we did that. And that’s what makes it exciting.” Nick chuckles.
I turn slightly so I can look back and up at him. His eyes are sparkling with amusement and dark with lust. The smile on his face is smug and makes me just want to slap him for good measure. He leans down and kisses me softly on the lips as he extracts one hand from my pants and the other from my shirt. As I turn around to face him, he pops his finger – yes, the one that was just inside of me – into his mouth and sucks on it. My mouth drops open in utter shock.
“What?” He laughs after taking his finger out of his mouth.
“You did not just do that.” I gawk.
“What would you like me to have done? Wipe it on my shirt so that when we walk through all of the black lighting it shows a streak down my chest? Besides…” he leans in close to me again, his lips brushing mine, “…you taste delicious.”
My face burns fifty shades of red as he laughs it up. Dickhead! I will so be getting him back for this!