Hong Kong Heat by +Raven McAllan
Erotic Romance, Contemporary
Debra Scotburn never thought of herself as a cougar, until
she fell in lust at first sight with a much younger man.
Daniel Van Meister, a trouble-shooter for the Simply Five
Star Hotel chain doesn't do commitment, until the older, curvy, vivacious
brunette robs him off his ability to control a certain body part.
Unable to keep their hands off each other, they embark on a passion-filled
holiday fling.
Surely that is all it can ever be? Daniel's work takes him
all around the world at a moment's notice, and Debra is on the last leg of her
middle-aged-crisis induced gap year.
When misunderstandings tear them apart, can they both admit
their love and find the trust needed to make this more than just a fling?
Available for early download via Totally Bound
https://www.totallybound.com/hong-kong-heat
Out on general release on eBook and Print: March 27th
My Review
I just took a lovely tour of Hong Kong intermixed with loads
of sex. The author did a good job of involving an actual story where I got to
know the characters in this erotic romance. The dialogue was filled with light
witty banter, but I’ll admit that being more of an American based girl, I
didn’t get all of the references or jokes.
I give this story four out of five chop stick shaped
chocolate bars.
"You're
trespassing. You shouldn't be up here at night."
She
stared up at him and grinned. The moon appeared from behind a cloud and his
pulse jumped like a flea in a circus. It was her. His mystery lady.
“So
I am, or should that be am not?” She swirled her arms and the moonlight caught
the ripples and sent tiny moonbeams dancing over the surface of the pool. “Which
means unless you’re the night watchman…?” Her voice trailed off mid sentence,
on a querying note.
Braam
shook his head.
“Then
neither should you. So why don’t you join me? Or is jogging the only exercise
you do?” She tilted her head to one side and swam in lazy circles around the
island in the centre of the pool.
Does she know there’s innuendo in that
statement?
“Come
on, live dangerously. You know you shouldn’t swim alone at night.” She laughed.
“So in actual fact, we’ll be helping each other.”
Why not? Braam pushed the sides of his trousers apart and kicked them off his
legs with scant care to creases. The suit needed to go to the cleaners anyway.
An over anxious sous chef had made sure of that when Braam had checked the
buffet earlier.
He
left his boxers on—after all there was such a thing as over-familiarity—and
dived in.
The
water closed over his head and he pushed to the surface. It was like swimming
in a Jacuzzi without the bubbles. The warmth surrounded him as he swam towards
the woman leaning against the edge of the pool with her arms stretched out to
hold her in place.
“So,
hello, Ms Intruder. We meet again.” He trod water and moved his arms and hands
to stay in front of her and not move into her personal space. As much as he’d have
liked to crowd her, demand who she was and why she was there, he knew better.
“It
seems we do. Nothing more mysterious than the ways of the world, eh?” She
chuckled and splashed water with her legs. “Is this where I say fancy meeting
you here? Or we must quit meeting like this, people will talk?”
There
was no doubt about that, especially if the night manager turned the security
cameras on. Braam angled his body then swam around the island so that if that
did happen, his face wouldn’t be seen. There was one spot where the cameras
didn’t reach, but was visible to the lifeguards when they were on duty. As he
hoped, the lady swam after him, until they reached what he termed the safe area.
“Are
we playing tag?” Her voice was husky and it lifted his libido and his cock by
several notches. In fact, his cock was pressing against his boxers and even the
water couldn’t come to his aid so he didn't get harder by the
minute. This woman intrigued him.
“I
can think of better things to play.”
Her
eyes widened and the laugh she gave went straight to his dick and hinted at all
things erotic.
“Such
as? Ludo? Scrabble, or, I know, Hotel?” She ran her tongue around her lips in
an unconscious invitation to plunder and Braam was hard pressed not to groan.
“You
show me yours and I’ll show you mine…” Braam paused. “Hotel, I mean, what else?”
She
giggled. It wasn’t the silly sound a young girl would make, but a deep, sexy
noise. “How about Kiss Chase?”
I'm growing old disgracefully and loving
it.
Dh and I live on the edge of a Scottish
forest, and rattle around in a house much too big for us.
Our kids have grown up and flown the nest,
but roll back up when they want to take a deep breath and smell the daisies so
to speak.
I write in my study, which overlooks the
garden and the lane. I'm often seen procrastinating, by checking out the wild
life, looking—only looking—at the ironing basket and assuring tourists that
indeed, I'm not the bed and breakfast. That would mean cooking fried eggs
without breaking the yolks, and disturbing the dust bunnies as they procreate
under the beds. Not to be thought of.
Being able to do what I love, and knowing
people get pleasure from my writing is fantastic. Long may it last.
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ReplyDeleteGreat review! It's nice to see a romance with a notable age gap for a change. Helps make it stand out from others in the genre!
ReplyDeleteThank you for hosting, Nana. I love Raven's bio; exactly the picture I have always had of Scotland and how to live there. Sounds like a fun story.
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