Friday, November 6, 2015

Blog Tour Review, Excerpt, Teasers & Giveaway ~ More (The Evermore Series #1) by Rachel De Lune

The Evermore Series #1
by Rachel De Lune
Genre: Erotic Romance

Miserable and dejected in her marriage, Isabel Fields encounters a stranger in a bar promising an opportunity to change her life. Nonetheless, she must make a decision she thought was reserved for other women.
Sexual dominant, Sebastian York, specializes in igniting passion in his lovers, but women always come and go, and he’s never had a woman to call his own.
Leading Izzy, a natural submissive, on a journey of sexual awakening, their casual arrangement soon grows too confining. Seb satisfies everything Izzy has craved and she instinctively bows to his dominant personality, fulfilling his every desire.
Their casual arrangement ignites Isabel’s long-buried passion and touches her heart, but Izzy struggles with the emotional turmoil that plagues her soul.
Sacrifices will have to be made by both, putting their love to the test. Izzy stands to lose the marriage she dedicated years of her life to, but has a chance to gain a relationship she's always longed for. All depends on whether Sebastian proves to be the love of Izzy’s life, or leaves her wanting more…

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**18 and Over**

Good girl. Now open your legs and place each one on the outside of the front of the chair legs. Slide your feet backwards and wrap each foot around the inside of the chair leg, then slide your skirt up so I can see you.”

I do as I’m instructed, and in this position, my knees are forced open, wider than I would really like, and my skirt has ridden up to my waist. He’s looking right at me… down there… and I sit with my legs splayed for him, doing what he asks of me.

You have such a cute pussy. You are going to make yourself come in front of me. Now. I want you to follow my exact instructions. If he won’t look after your needs, I’ll teach you how to do it yourself.”

Cute? I can’t keep up with him. His unpredictable demands are keeping me off balance and tense. Before I can process anything more, Seb begins his instructions.

Stroke your upper thighs slowly with the palm of your hand and the flat of your fingers, but don’t touch your labia.” I do as he commands. “Good girl. Slowly now, keep stroking those thighs.”

Am I really doing this? Okay, so I’m enjoying this… a little bit, anyway. God, what if it were his hands?

Now take the middle finger of your right hand and suck it into your mouth. Make it nice and wet and then slide it gently between the lips of your labia. Now, very slowly, rub your clit. Slow down. There’s no rush. This can take the next four hours if it has to.”

Four hours? No way. There is no way that I’m going to last much more than four minutes, let alone hours. I’ve not been this wet, this turned on in—

Now stop rubbing and place your finger right on top of your clit. Good, now press down on it hard… and release. And again. Press hard then release. Good.”

Oh, I didn’t know that felt this good… Umm. I’m trying to do what I’m told, but I want to do more, move faster. My nerves are awakening.

Now move your finger in tiny little circles around that tight bud. Slowly… Good. You can go back to rubbing again, but I want you to do it at half the speed you were.”

I can’t quite believe that I’m enjoying this, sitting here on a chair in the middle of his dining room, fully clothed except for my knickers. My legs are wantonly spread apart and he’s perfectly relaxed opposite me as I touch myself, per his instruction. It’s crazy.

Isabel, are you wet?” he asks, as if it’s the most natural thing to say. My body relaxes into the vulnerability of the situation and of being exposed to him in a new, more intimate way. I push any and all my insecurities aside and answer him.

Yes, Sebastian. I’m… I’m soaking wet. Please…”

Take your index finger and slide it down the side of your inner lips. Do not touch your clit. Now do the same on the other side with your ring finger. Now both fingers together, one each side. Good girl. Close your eyes and let your head fall back. Now, with those two fingers, start rubbing right in line with your clit and then stretch your lips wide apart.” His words make me needy, yet I flush with embarrassment. “Wider than that, Isabel. Stretch them so your clit is tight.” He purrs his instructions, a deep and soothing voice that automatically has me trusting yet hot as hell.

Don’t think, Izzy. Just do it. Don’t worry about him. Follow the sound of his voice and hope he keeps talking to you. God, my clit is burning and I can feel my pussy opening, wanting this.

Now, with your free middle finger, gently tap your clit.”


Yes, tap it, Isabel. Now do it harder. Slap it. Tell your clit off for being impatient.”

A bolt of pleasure runs straight from my clit through my body as my finger makes contact. The sensation isn’t pure pleasure, though. It is tinged with pain, just on the fringe, driving my desire, and I begin to pant. My orgasm builds and every fibre of my being begs to come.

Now take your fingers, place them on the top of your lips and close them tight together. Rub your whole hand over the top of your mons. No sneaking a finger between your wet folds. Good girl. Now rub yourself again with one finger, but this time I want to see really long strokes. Go from the very top of your slit to the opening of your pretty little cunt. Very slowly slide your finger up inside you… That’s too far. Slide back a little so you are just an inch inside. Now explore, feel yourself, what you like, what spots you like to press.”

The frenzy of lust streaking through my body makes focussing on Seb’s words difficult. I’m desperate to come. But I want to obey him. I’ve never touched myself like this before, never taken the time to, and I am struggling with how good I’m feeling. My whole body is alive with nerve endings ready to ignite. Small tremors beg to grow from within me, but I still want more.

Sebastian,” I breathe out. “I can’t take much more of this.”

Oh, but you can take much more, Isabel. On another night, I will make this last ten times longer. Now I want you to use both hands. Put your finger back inside your pussy and use the middle finger from your other hand to stroke your clit, but at half the speed that your mind is telling you. Now tell me, does that make you feel naughty?”

Yes. God, yes. Very.”

Now, open your eyes and look directly at me as you make yourself come with both hands.”

I mentally battle to open my eyes and then to hold his gaze. My entire body heats as I look into the cool depths of his eyes. My clit throbs, my pussy contracts around my finger and I can feel that I’m going to come, right in front of him. I focus on my fingers and the feel of my wet pussy. I never imagined that I could touch myself in front of someone, let alone Seb. His words coax me deeper into my fantasy. My legs are wide, reflecting my vulnerability, but I also feel alive, every part of my body strung as taut as a piano wire, and it’s Seb who is playing me.

I want to please him. I want to earn the smile on his face, his approval at my obedience. I hold my stare and move my fingers to tip me over. Pleasure explodes from my core, rushing through my body in a heated wave. My voice sounds a desperate cry, deep and throaty. “Argh. Mmm.” I can’t hide how good it feels as I let go. I come hard and hot with Seb watching me, instructing me, and I can’t stop the appreciative noises that escape from my lips.

Good girl. Press your finger in tight to your clit and leave the other inside to feel what you’ve done. Slide your finger out, and come over here and place it in my mouth. I want to taste you.”
I’m still recovering from my orgasm so I’m a little slow in recognising all the words he’s said. Place it in my mouth. I want to taste you. How can you turn me on by saying things like that after what you’ve just done to my body? So gorgeously crude.

I try and re-orientate myself as I stand and take the few steps around the table to Seb. I look directly at him as I raise my hot and sticky finger to his lips. I wait for him to open them and tentatively push my finger inside his mouth. Immediately he envelops my finger and caresses it with his tongue. Desire pulses to my already wet sex. His own desire is unmasked as I look into his eyes. The blue is clouded with promises of yet more to come.
Hmm. Thank you, Isabel. Well done. Now, how do you feel?”

5 – Sensual and Emotional Self Discovery – Stars
~this review may contain minor spoilers~

he shut me out completely and dismissed me. He didn't want to understand. We've been together for eleven years, more if you count the two we dated, but does he really know me? Hell, do I really know me? I'm not even sure of that.

How to explain my feelings on this book in one word..... WOW. THAT was one HELLUVA ride. Debut novel my ass, that was incredible!! It was an amazing mix of sexy, sensual, dirty and exceedingly emotional. A journey of self-discovery, losing love and finding an unexpected connection so deep it's impossible to ignore. Just a warning – there is a shit ton of cheating going on in here, if you didn't figure that out from the synopsis, so if you are bothered by that in your romances, keep that in mind. I would still suggest giving this a read. There is no getting around the fact that the girl is cheating on her husband, but seriously, there isn't much of a marriage in the first place. I honestly got a little irritated with how much she struggled with where to go with her marriage. Don't get me wrong, as a married woman I take my vows very seriously, but I am not the only one. I love my husband with all that I am, and he does the same with me. When it comes to Izzy and her dick of a husband, they really seem more like roommates – he clearly doesn't value his marriage, as evidenced my his actions and absence, so what the hell is she fighting for? But maybe that just makes her a better woman than me. Or maybe she was just scared to leave a marriage of over ten years behind for the unknown. Who know? What I do know is, she was miserable. She was just hurting herself, and Seb with her inability to make a change. And I'm just gonna shut up now. Clearly the author succeeded in working me into a frenzy which, considering this is FICTION, is just a sign of damn good writing. She really drew me into the story, captured my full attention right from the start, and made me truly care about these characters – what they were going through, and where they were going. And it wasn't just all about the sex – though there was plenty of it and it was scorching. There really was a lot of emotion packed in here. Between Isabel's despair over her crumbling marriage, the excitement, anticipation and fear of exploring her kinky side, coming to terms with what she has been denying herself her entire adult life, and developing real and unexpected deep feelings for Sebastian. Hell, even he took me by surprise when we got to see brief glimpses into his heart. He wasn't just after a fling or looking to simply dominate, deep down he craved a connection and to find someone that understood him and accepted him for who he was. But the thing that really sent me through the roof was the ending. Goddamn cliffhanger. One that left me in tears with my heart in my throat. So kudos to Ms. De Lune for driving me absolutely insane. I'm gonna go crazy waiting for the next book. I NEED TO KNOW where we go from here. Congrats on a brilliant debut, I am looking forward to much much MORE from Rachel De Lune in the future. I just hope my fragile sanity can take the abuse.

I came here to escape my marriage and found someone who I could be my true self with. Who I could give all of myself to. He opened a door that I always assumed would be closed to me, the one that took me to a place where I felt wanted, desired and free to experience my internal desires.

Rachel De Lune writes emotionally driven erotic romance. She began scribbling her stories in the pages of a notebook several years ago. Today, she’s still scribbling stories of dominance and submission and is looking forward to releasing her d├ębut ‘The Evermore series’ to the world.
Rachel lives in the South West of England and daydreams about shoes, lingerie and chocolate, in-between being a mum and a wife. She would love to give up her day job to devote more time to her scribbles. For every woman who’s ever desired more.

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