About The Author
Margie Church writes erotic romance novels with a strong suspense element, in keeping with her moniker: Romance with SASS (Suspense Angst Seductive Sizzle). She has a degree in writing and editing and has been a professional writer, editor, and journalist for over 25 years. If you enjoy books you can't put down, read one of hers.
Margie lives in Minnesota, is married, and has two children. Some of her passions are music, flower gardening, biking, walking on moonlit nights, nature, and making people laugh. She also writes children's books under the pen name, Margaret Rose.
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Night Music or Executive Decision
by Margie Church
Book Review
Publisher: Decadent Publishing Company
Publication Date: July 31, 2012
Format: eBook - 26 pages / Kindle - 274 KB / Nook - 597 KB
ISBN: 9781613333426
ASIN: B008RPK0M8
Genre: Erotica / Erotic Romance / Menage Erotica
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Book Description:
A quiet, lakeside vacation is just what Brielle needs to decompress after her busy concert season. She expects the weeks to pass uneventfully. Until she meets the men next door.
Tyler and Zeke are as adventurous and sexy as the Harleys they rode. The passion they hear in Brielle's music draws them to her.
Convinced the hunks are gay, Brielle lets down her inhibitions. That turns out to be the best decision she's made in a long time.
Book Excerpt:
These two are hot as high-noon in the Sahara. And gay. At least they were friendly and respectful. She put a smile in her voice. "Then we'll have lots of time to get to know each other."
Tyler smiled in return, making his eyes light up once more. "We can take you for a ride on the bikes. There are some pretty spectacular places off the beaten path."
The idea of cruising through the mountains on the back of a decked-out motorcycle appealed to her. A lot. "I'd love to. Name the day. I haven't ridden a motorcycle in ages."
"You'll have to wear all leather." Zeke's voice was somber as a funeral.
Her enthusiasm fizzled. "Really? Guess I'm shit out of luck, then."
"He's teasing you, Brielle. He just likes the look of a shapely woman in leather."
She nodded slowly, feeling more confused than ever. "Okay. Blue jeans and boots I can manage, if that'll be okay."
"Or we can take you to our favorite biker shop and get you outfitted."
"Possibly. I imagine that would be better than one of those touristy T-shirts." She liked the imp in Tyler, but Zeke was definitely coming on to her. Maybe she'd misjudged their playfulness.
Zeke winked at her. "Now, you're thinking." He looked at his watch. "We should let you get back to practicing and whatnot."
Tyler shot him a what-the-fuck look.
"It was terrific meeting you, and thanks for the mini concert. Let's get moving, Tyler."
Zeke's reason for leaving seemed a bit thin, but she wasn't about to pry. Knowing they lived next door and she had an offer to go motorcycle riding took the sting out of their swift departure. She raised her half-empty beer bottle. "Thanks for this. Next time it'll be my treat."
Tyler gave her one of his All-American smiles. "You're the kind of neighbor we could get used to."
She laughed. "Yeah, and maybe I'll have to visit my uncle more often, too."
A lazy smile curled Zeke's lips. "I vote for that. Until later, Brielle."
The door shut behind them. She waited until they were out of sight before letting out her breath. "Damn those boys are hot. And Zeke ..." She let out a soft whistle. "I could go for an extra-large helping of him."
Tyler smiled in return, making his eyes light up once more. "We can take you for a ride on the bikes. There are some pretty spectacular places off the beaten path."
The idea of cruising through the mountains on the back of a decked-out motorcycle appealed to her. A lot. "I'd love to. Name the day. I haven't ridden a motorcycle in ages."
"You'll have to wear all leather." Zeke's voice was somber as a funeral.
Her enthusiasm fizzled. "Really? Guess I'm shit out of luck, then."
"He's teasing you, Brielle. He just likes the look of a shapely woman in leather."
She nodded slowly, feeling more confused than ever. "Okay. Blue jeans and boots I can manage, if that'll be okay."
"Or we can take you to our favorite biker shop and get you outfitted."
"Possibly. I imagine that would be better than one of those touristy T-shirts." She liked the imp in Tyler, but Zeke was definitely coming on to her. Maybe she'd misjudged their playfulness.
Zeke winked at her. "Now, you're thinking." He looked at his watch. "We should let you get back to practicing and whatnot."
Tyler shot him a what-the-fuck look.
"It was terrific meeting you, and thanks for the mini concert. Let's get moving, Tyler."
Zeke's reason for leaving seemed a bit thin, but she wasn't about to pry. Knowing they lived next door and she had an offer to go motorcycle riding took the sting out of their swift departure. She raised her half-empty beer bottle. "Thanks for this. Next time it'll be my treat."
Tyler gave her one of his All-American smiles. "You're the kind of neighbor we could get used to."
She laughed. "Yeah, and maybe I'll have to visit my uncle more often, too."
A lazy smile curled Zeke's lips. "I vote for that. Until later, Brielle."
The door shut behind them. She waited until they were out of sight before letting out her breath. "Damn those boys are hot. And Zeke ..." She let out a soft whistle. "I could go for an extra-large helping of him."
My Book Review:
What more could a lady ask for when she's on a three week vacation at a lakeside cabin, then to have two hot Harley biker dudes as her next door neighbors?
As the curtain closes on the final concert of the spring season for the Pittsburgh Symphony Orchestra, cellist Brielle looks forward to a totally relaxing and self-indulgent three week summer vacation at her uncle's lakeside cabin at Smith Mountain Lake in Virginia's Blue Ridge Mountains. Just when she thought she was going to have an uneventful vacation, Tyler and Zeke, two sexy leather clad bad ass Harley biker dudes pull into the cabin next door, and the fun begins when the threesome turns a little night music into a symphony.
Night Music is a sexy little twenty-six page menage erotica novella that will quickly get your juices flowing. Written in the third person narrative and set in the picturesque lakeside area of Virginia's Blue Ridge Mountains, author Margie Church weaves a hot sexual tale that will leave you wanting more.
When Brielle meets Tyler and Zeke on the first day of her vacation, she is filled with a mixture of pleasure, disappointment, and pent up sexual tension, when she mistakenly thought that these two hot dudes were gay. Being with two men had always been Brielle's fantasy, but when Tyler and Zeke tell her that they swing both ways, the fantasy turns into reality as they unleash a primal sexual desire in her that she hadn't known she possessed. What could be better than to start a vacation in bed with two sexy men? Hmmm ...
Author Margie Church easily engages the sexual imagination of her readers with a fast-paced story filled with richly detailed imagery, sexually charged dirty talk, and a provocative M/F/M menage and light M/M sexual scenes. But alas, the author only provides her readers with a first night's peek into Brielle's vacation with Tyler and Zeke, leaving the reader wanting more, and having to rely on their own imagination as to how the vacation turned out for this sexy threesome. *sigh*
Night Music is a steamy erotic novella that will appeal to anyone who enjoys a quick little scorcher that will definitely spark your imagination, and it may even fuel some inspiration for your own fantasies.
RATING: 5 STARS *****
