Book Tour Spotlight - The Pleasure Room by D.N. Simmons
Publisher: Rushmore Publishing
ISBN 13: 978-0615969459
Genre: Erotic Romance Thriller
Sub Genre: BDSM
Page Count: 321
Word Count: 98862
Heat Level: Extremely Hot
Felicity Summers is an ambitious
reporter who's trying to make a name for herself as a serious investigative
journalist with the biggest newspaper in the city; the Chicago Word.
When she catches wind of a rumor
about the city’s mayor that might just be the hottest story of the decade, she jumps
at the opportunity to expose the corrupt mayor and derail his chances at
winning a second term. All she has to do is infiltrate a private BDSMclub to catch him in the act.
Simple right? Well, maybe it
would have been if not for the club's extremely dominant, gorgeous and charming
owner, Sir Alistair Montgomery-Piers. He takes notice of her at one of the
scenes and sees something in Felicity that he wants to her to explore. Alistair
makes her an offer neither she nor her body can refuse.
Can Felicity stay focused on her
mission long enough to get the proof for her top secret story, or will Alistair
completely take over her heart, mind, body and soul?
Advisory- this novel contains the following warnings: Adult Themes. Strong
Sexual Situations. Lots of Foul Language. Hot, Naked Bodies. Sexy Accents.
Lusty Toys That Make You Beg For More. And a Whole Lot of Other Naughty Things
That Will Send Your Libido Into Overdrive... Are Your Ready To Unleash Your
She couldn't take her eyes off of his
body, though tastefully clothed in a black buttoned-up shirt, with
charcoal-gray flat-front pants and blazer. It wasn't just the outfit that kept
her captivated. It was how he wore it. It must have been tailored for him
because it seemed to fit him like a glove. Again, she looked up at him and
wondered just how tall he was. At five-seven, she wasn't considered short, but
he stood at least seven inches taller than her.
He smiled again and very gently
placed his hands on her shoulders. “Just relax,” he said as he turned her back
around to face the room. Slowly, he led her with a gentle push further into the
room so that she was no longer blocking the doorway. He slid his hands down the
length of her arms, taking her hands into his and crossing them over her chest
as he held her close to him. She closed her eyes as she felt his powerful chest
against her back, breathing in time with her as if they were becoming one.
“Ah, ah, ah... don't close your
eyes,” he whispered into her ear, his lips delicately brushed against her flesh
making her shiver with titillation.
Felicity opened her eyes, not even
realizing she had closed them. She stared forward, watching the two scenes grow
more intense. Now the woman trapped in the swing was lost in complete rapture
as her mistress slapped the swollen folds of her pussy with the crop. After a
few slaps, she rub the sensitive, inflamed flesh with her fingers as if
soothing the sting. The woman in the swing struggled to squirm and it was
obvious that she was attempting to press herself closer to her mistress'
fingers. Immediately, the mistress pulled her hand away and the whipping
“Disobedience will not be tolerated.
That is the lesson there,” Alistair whispered into Felicity's ear sending
tingles down her spine so intense, she quaked again. He chuckled deeply in his
chest, and she could feel the vibrations through her back.
“How is she being disobedient? It
isn't like she can do anything?” Felicity asked. She wanted to wrap herself in
the scent of this beautiful man who was holding her close. His cologne was
intoxicating.. or maybe it was just him? She could no longer tell the
“She is to remain still, not to seek
pleasure yet to be granted. In pressing the matter, she's forced the hand of
her mistress to punish her,” Alistair explained.
The ecstatic moans of the man bound
to the cross drew Felicity's attention away from the two women. The man's head
was back, lids half parted showing the whites of his eyes. His mouth was agape
and his face was serene as if he was in a lovely place that no one there could
“That is what you call magnificent,”
Felicity's eyes fluttered, but she
managed to keep them open. Just the sound of his voice in her ear was making
her lose control of her senses. She had to fight hard to keep herself grounded.
She stared intently at the mistress as she continued to spank her male sub,
until he quaked, his orgasm jetting across the leather of the contraption he
was bound to. Creamy, white rivulets staining the black leather. The mistress
ceased the spanking and rubbed his back in soft, gentle circles. She kissed him
and whispered things no one could hear into his ear and he nodded slowly. She
untied him and he fell to his knees in front of her, wrapping his arms around
her waist. She held him so lovingly, as if he was her greatest treasure.
D.N. Simmons lives in Chicago
IL., with a rambunctious German Shepherd that's too big for his own good and
mischievous cat that she affectionately calls "Itty-bitty". She is
highly acclaimed for her groundbreaking, fast-paced and engaging novels winning
“Author of the Month” at Warrior of Words, “New Voice Of Today” at Romance
Reviews and “Rising Star” at Love Romance and More.
She has been nominated at Love
Romances and More, for “Best Book” of 2012 and “Best Paranormal Book” of 2012.
When she isn't writing, D.N.
loves to read, listen to music, watch movies and TV and hang out with friends.
To learn more, and have the
opportunity to speak with the author personally, please visit her official
website at www.dnsimmons.com. D.N. is always interesting in meeting new and