Genre: Erotic Contemporary Romance Heat Level: 4 Word Count: 56, 500 ISBN: 978-1-77130-264-7 Editor: Karyn White Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

Too Devious to Tame by Doris O'Connor

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The Giovanni Clan, 3

When Giorgio Giovanni tracks the troublesome Jemima down in a hospital bed in Italy, he has one thing on his mind—revenge. However, the fragile woman he encounters is not the devious female he remembers. When it becomes clear that she is in danger, he risks everything to keep her safe.


Left for dead, Jemima wakes up in hospital, terrified, and with no idea of her identity. The angry man, who comes to claim her, is the only link to a shared past she can't remember. A past that threatens to destroy them, and all she has ever held dear.

With danger all around them, and their sexual chemistry off the scale, can they find their way back to each other, or is the past too devious to tame?

Be Warned: anal sex, rimming, bondage, forced seduction, sex toys, physical abuse of heroine

 

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Tears clouded her vision at the concern in his voice, and he swore and moved to untie her.

 

"No, I'm fine, really. Leave it. Show me how it should be, please. Help me to forget."

 

He stared at her for the longest time, one large hand, hot and heavy on her belly, his gaze so intense it took her breath away.  When he finally smiled, it lit up his harsh features. She didn't catch the murmured Italian words he mumbled under his breath, but the kiss that followed had her curl her toes into the bed with the effort to not release herself from her bonds and bury her hands in his hair to make him hurry up and fuck her.

 

He was breathing as heavily as she by the time he released her, and she bit back a moan when he simply ripped the rest of her dress off her. Her bra and knickers followed the fate of her dress, until she lay in front of him naked, wet, and wanting. He ran his knuckles slowly up and down her tummy in ever widening circles, and then reached across to the ice bucket with a slow grin.

 

"Shut your eyes for me, cara."   His voice had dropped an octave, and her stomach dropped right with it, seeing him hold a couple of ice cubes in his fingers. She shook her head and bucked off the bed, when he flicked his hand over her breasts. Ice cold drops of water fell on her skin and trickled between the valley of her breasts. He licked the drops away, his warm tongue taking away the coldness left by the water.

 

"Shut your eyes, trust me. This will be so much better for you when you can't see what I'm doing." He kissed a path down her quivering tummy, and she blinked back tears at the tender way he caressed her abdomen. He paused to drop a long kiss just above her pubic bone, and his hot breath teased her wet folds. Her clit tingled, and she shut her eyes, as he renewed his request for her to do so. She couldn't see what he was doing, but the bed dipped as he adjusted his weight again. His hot mouth closed over one of her nipples at the same time as the other was subjected to an ice cube being circled around it.

 

She gasped at the intense sensation, and Giorgio swapped sides. The difference between his warm mouth and tongue and the ice cube sent her body into spasms of need. She writhed under him, and he laughed. Again and again he repeated the process all along her body. A path of ice, followed by the warmth of his tongue as he licked the icy trails away, leaving fiery awareness in its wake. By the time he finally reached her pussy, she was hovering on the brink of orgasm. She whimpered her need when he pushed an ice cube high into her channel and then proceeded to lick around her clit, careful to never touch her when she needed him most. The melting ice cube mixed in with her own juices and trickled slowly out her hole. Her pussy clenched, and she didn't recognize the needy voice pleading with him to please do something.

 

He blew against her slit and shouldered her legs wider.

 

"Così bello, e tutto mio."   He followed the words with a kiss, and she screamed when he pulled her clit into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, at the same time as he pushed another ice cube into her empty channel. Her walls closed around the slippery object, and spasmed wildly as the first quivers of her orgasm hit. Giorgio groaned into her core and stepped up his sweet torture on her clit. When he pushed two fingers into her core, and massaged her sweet spot, the intensity of her orgasm hit her with the full force of freight train.

 

"That's it, tesoro, fly for me." He caught her scream of release in his mouth, and she could taste herself in the passionate kiss he gave her, dimly aware of him withdrawing his fingers and replacing them with his cock. Thick, hard, and so very long he filled her completely as he pushed into her swollen core, until he was seated to the hilt. She wrapped her legs around him and dug her feet into his calves to give him better access and to take him as deep as she could. He started thrusting, every move driving him deeper into her, and tumbling her right over the edge again, as her inner muscles contracted around his thick member. Faster and faster he pumped, his harsh breathing in her ear the most erotic sound ever, his hands and lips seemingly everywhere, arousing every little bit of skin he touched until her whole body was a mass of sensation. Again her body climbed toward that peak of sheer joy, and this time Giorgio was with her every step of the ecstatic journey they took together. Her eyes flew open, and she drowned in the rolling depths of emotion she saw reflected in his, as they came together in their explosive release.

 

When her body finally stopped shaking, she could taste the salt of tears in her mouth. Giorgio kissed them off her face, and he released her from her bonds, and pulled her into his embrace. She had to smile at his grumbled, "If this is pretending, then I hate to see what will happen when we do this for real."

 

Other Books in The Giovanni Clan:

Too Hot to Handle

Too Cold to Love

Too Devious to Tame

 

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The Long and Short of it Reviews
Written by LASR on 22nd Apr 2013

This was the first book I’ve read from Doris O’Connor. I have to say that I was impressed with the intricate web of deceit that was woven throughout the entire story. It was the blurb that caught my attention. I wanted to know what devious things Jemima had done to inspire such cold indifference in her husband. The poor woman was just out of a coma after being mowed down by a speeding car. And here everyone was calling her a bad penny and treating her like crap.Threatening her very life. I was sure it would turn out to be a misunderstanding. Another classic story of a good woman done wrong…you know…the kind that draws me like a moth to a flame. But this writer threw me for a loop and changed the game around. Turns out Jemima wasn’t so innocent, and instead it was Giorgio who was wronged. Ten years ago, Giorgio Giovanni was glad to see the back of his wife, Jemima. Now, she’s turned up again, the victim of a brutal hit and run, and claiming amnesia. He checks it out, and is skeptical of how much she has changed. Gone is the flamboyant woman he knew, leaving a fragile and broken one in her place. Seems that Jemima had been into some bad stuff that got her into a bad place. He didn’t know the extent of her betrayal but it all started to come out as more of her memory returned. It was a complicated plot, one that the writer brought together perfectly. I liked Giorgio. I liked that he wanted to protect Jemima, even believing the things he did about her. He felt remorse because he never tried to find Jemima after she walked out of his life, and then those terrible things happened to her. Not to ruin the secret or anything, but he had ties to some very bad people. And he was shattered to discover the real instigator of those sordid events. I even came to like Jemima in the end. She was no angel, for sure. But neither did she deserve what happened to her. She had some daddy issues, and was acting out to cover up the pain. And I felt that she really did love Giorgio, since she made a big sacrifice for him.The writer did redeem her character, just a tiny bit. My heart still broke for the heroine, just in a different way than I’d expected when starting the story. I really enjoyed the story, the writing was flawless. The thing is…I like to be shown and not told. It’s a personal preference of mine. The writer showed the slow rebuilding of Giorgio and Jemima’s intimate relationship. She was a broken woman…in more ways than one. She wasn’t ready for the intimacies she and Giorgio had shared before. For instance, they both alluded to having enjoyed a BDSM relationship of sorts. I never really saw it, but the writer was obviously taking into consideration Jemima’s past. With the exception of an ill fated incidence with some scarves, and some vaguely mentioned toys and spankings, that was about as far as the story strayed into kinky town. The intimate scenes were steamy, don’t get me wrong. I enjoyed them very much. They seemed to be scripted more toward a rebuilding of the trust between Jemima and Giorgio. More romantic and sweet, and I did like that. Anyway, I got my happy ending, and it was a fun ride to get there. The plot was engaging, and quite suspenseful. If you’re looking for a story that will pull at your heart strings then be sure to give this one a try.

5/5
Doris O'Connor is one talented lady.
Written by undefined on 8th Apr 2013

I love this series. This book is a great addition!

3/5
Night Owl Reviews
Written by NOR on 1st Apr 2013

This was the first book I've read from Doris O'Connor. I have to say that I was impressed with the intricate web of deceit that was woven throughout the entire story. It was the blurb that caught my attention. I wanted to know what devious things Jemima had done to inspire such cold indifference in her husband. The poor woman was just out of a coma after being mowed down by a speeding car. And here everyone was calling her a bad penny and treating her like crap. I was sure it would turn out to be a misunderstanding. Another classic story of a good woman done wrong...you know...the kind that draws me like a moth to a flame. But this writer threw me for a loop and changed the game around. Turns out Jemima wasn't so innocent, and instead it was Giorgio who was wronged. Ten years ago, Giorgio Giovanni was glad to see the back of his wife, Jemima. Now, she's turned up again, the victim of a brutal hit and run, and claiming amnesia. He checks it out, and can hardly reconcile the fragile woman she had become. Seems that Jemima had been into some bad stuff that got her into a bad place. He didn't know the extent of her betrayal but it all started to come out as more of her memory returned. It was a complicated plot, one that the writer brought together perfectly. I liked Giorgio. I liked that he wanted to protect Jemima, even believing the things he did about her. He felt remorse because he never tried to find Jemima after she walked out of his life, and then those terrible things happened to her. Not to ruin the secret or anything, but he was shattered after discovering the real instigator of those sordid events. I even came to like Jemima in the end. She was no angel, for sure. But neither did she deserve to be sold into the sex trade, beaten and abused. The writer did redeem her character, just a tiny bit. Anyway, I got my happy ending, and it was a fun ride to get there. I won't be hesitating to try this writer in the future. If you're looking for a story that will pull at your heart strings then be sure to give this one a try.

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