Brenna Cayton dreams of sexy-as-sin Damon Andros walking up to her desk and
flashing that killer smile at her and only her. Reality intrudes as day in and day out Damon walks right on by as if she doesn't exist
- that is until the boss sends both of them to the one place they can't ignore each other, let alone keep their hands to themselves. Seven nights in the city of sin with the most sinful guy on the face of the earth? Oh, baby! Can you spell orgasm with a capitol
O? Don't forget the s on the end. Seven Nights of Sin had me wearing out my boyfriend every night as I was reading it.
There are some useful tips if not positions threaded throughout the book. But I digress; this is not the Kama Sutra, but it is a keeper to read again and again…and again.
From page one, the sexual tension jumps off the page and pulls you in to your own little sexual fantasy. Lustful, sinful and decadent; I have never read anything more erotic than Lacey Alexander's Seven Nights of Sin. If this one book is anything to go by, I will be running out to the bookstore praying they carry Alexander's latest.
Brenna Cayton works a boring desk job for a successful music label, hoping one day to land one of the corner offices as a recruiter. Damon Andros is the man in the office who Brenna drools over and he also just happens to be in her way of getting that corner office. Brenna's boss would love to fire Damon since he has a bad habit of mixing business with pleasure, but he has to have a replacement lined up. In walks the plot. The boss decides to send Brenna on a business trip with Damon so she can learn from the best. And where do they go? To the city of sin. The city of sex. And boy, do they ever make sin come alive! Pages and pages of mind-blowing, earth-shattering, creative-with-a-cherry-on-top sex.
But, of course, all good things must come to an end, and Damon eventually finds out that Brenna is angling for his job. Sweet little Brenna, the one woman Damon thought would never lie to him. The breakup is heart-wrenching, but the makeup is perfect.
The plot really is the background to the story; the sex and all the different ways they have it is the main focus. Seven Nights of Sin is would be more accurately categorized as erotica rather than a
straight-genre romance. Eroticas are great, especially when disguised as a regular romance
- because really, when you get right down to it, sex sells, baby! It can tell a story without saying a word. And in this case, it tells a mind-altering orgasmic one. But that's just me;
you'll have to read it yourself to form your own opinion.
Lacey Alexander also goes by the name of Toni Blake; if you don't find Alexander on the bookshelves, don't hesitate to look under
B for Blake.