I’m not sure what I was thinking that day.
It was a normal Thursday, nothing new or exciting had occurred in the morning.
I’d risen from bed, taken a shower and brushed my teeth. I’d then jumped on the 8:05 bus that ran a short distance between my house and the county library where I worked.
The ride took its usual 15 minutes before it left me standing fresh faced in front of a building of gothic construction that was my favorite place in the world.
After straightening my knee length skirt, I pushed open the door that led into the interior of the library.
It was at that moment that my world would change – impossibly and forever. It was a fateful movement of wood that collided with the shoulder of a man that would alter my very existence.
It wasn’t fear that I felt at that moment – more like the feeling of being watched. It was the feeling of knowing that danger lurks - the sensation of the hair standing on end at the back of your neck.
Looking back on a moment that happened so many months ago, I now realize that I should have listened to that feeling.
As I would later find out, the man standing in front of me referred to himself as Master Lucas…
…and I was his next target.
OK so first things first this is the first book of Lily White's that I have read. I had heard GREAT things about her and wonderful things about her writing. I was looking forward to reading this and seeing if she was as great as everyone was saying. I had been told that it was a dark read and that I would be surprised by the twist and turns in the story. So, it was time for me to curl up and read and I was ready to climb into the darkness and have my mind blown. So why the 4 stars? Well, I loved the story line and the characters were good. I admit I was not the biggest fan of the dear sweet librarian, Autumn. I kind of wanted to slap her and put duct tape on her mouth. She just annoyed me with her prim and proper self. I can't say to much about her or I will spoil it but she did get better as the story when on and I would be willing to leave the duct tape off her mouth towards the end but I still wanted to knock her upside the head. Lucas was a very interesting character and there were times I was in love with him and then times that I wanted to hide in a corner. I kept thinking he is crazy and needs some meds then he would be sweet and my heart would melt. Well done on that character, Lily. Then there were the other characters like the best friend who seemed a little crazy to me, the assistant to Lucas, and the detective. Again I don't want to say to much about them but they need to be mentioned and you can see what you think of them after you read it.
It was a good story and I enjoyed it BUT. There is always a but isn't there? It was not as dark as I had thought it would be and the twists and turns didn't shock me as much as I had thought. I actually wasn't shocked at all and that mad me a little sad. I was also left with a few questions but nothing to major just my curious mind wanting more on the characters. Over all it was a good read and I would recommend that you grab a copy and read it if you like a little mind play and don't care if there is a little mind games going on and want an erotic story.
Hands ran along the length of my body, fingers burning trails over my delicate skin. My back arched, the tips of my breasts coming alive beneath the material of my shirt. His mouth was hot and heavy pressed against my stomach, the heat of his breath against me, forcing my own air from my lungs.
My legs fall apart and his hand slides down over my panties, the muscles of my core rippling inside me, desperate to be filled. With his thumb rolling over my clit, he slips the length of his middle finger down, pushing against my opening to drench the cloth between our skin.
His head moves away from me suddenly, his formidable size moving to cover mine, his mouth hot and wet as he kisses along my neck. Every part of my body is hypersensitive to his touch, sparking and alive, the smallest brush against me sending waves of anticipation and need rolling along my spine. In a move of dominance, of ownership, his large hand grips my breast, rolling the tip between his fingers before taking it into his mouth.
“Please…” I beg. He always moves slowly, teasing my body into such a frenzied storm that every soft touch becomes unbearable. Never giving me control, never surrendering to a need as powerful as the one he builds in me, he takes his time savoring the driving bite of my desire.
My lips are overtaken, his teeth nipping at my lower lip before he fills my mouth with his taste, his kiss. Whimpers escape me as he pulls away, slowing down his attack, allowing my boiling blood to simmer once more.
A finger over my swollen lips, his mouth against my ear. “Shhhhhhh…you have no power in this. You’re exposed and susceptible to my complete control. Your hands are bound where I tied them, your mouth can be silenced anytime I wish. If I want pain, you’ll experience pain; and once I have you screaming, it’ll only be a moment before you’re once again singing my name.”
Lily White is a dark writer who likes to dabble on the taboo side of eroticism. Most of the time she can be found wandering around aimlessly while her mind is stuck in some twisted power play between two characters in her head. You may recognize her in public by the confused expression, random mumbling, and occasional giggle while thinking up a scene. Lily’s favorite things in life are reading, thinking about reading, buying books for reading….and writing. Her other secret pleasure is meeting with her plot editor in public to discuss her books and watching the shocked expressions of the people around her that don’t realize she’s talking about a book. When Lily is not reading, writing, wandering or freaking out innocent bystanders, she’s sleeping.
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