Publisher: Ellora's Cave
Genre: Erotic Romance
Heat Rating: 4
Performing kinky sex shows at private parties should be easy for two part-time lovers. When Darius makes an offer to help Destiny avoid financial disaster, how can she refuse? The money’s good, the sex scorching.
Amazed by how uninhibited she can be, Destiny is driven by a sensual need aroused by her audience. When clients begin requesting special services, Destiny easily complies. But can her blazing-hot romance with Darius survive the consequences?
Ideally, a good story should have some measure of conflict. In romances, even HFNs, there should be some sense of man v. self, man v. man, man v. nature, and all those other plot devices you learned in school. This story had some conflict, but just barely enough to pad the breaks between sex scenes.
Paula (aka Destiny) is a law student whose student loans will pretty much guarantee she’ll owe money the rest of her life. Though it’s not exactly the sort of job she’d put on a resume, she works as a stripper to pay her bills…until her boss catches her giving her lover, Darius, a show she’s prohibited from giving regulars—even if it is on her break. Darius tells her not to worry, though, because he has something that pays even better on the table. Rather than strip, why not do what they love best in front of an audience at a private party? Although Destiny is reluctant and nervous, she’s desperate for cash, and ultimately agrees.
The premise is raunchy and the writing itself is good, but if you’re looking for something beyond the above description, you should likely focus elsewhere. The author had plenty of venues to explore and not one of them were touched to any degree of satisfaction. Darius and Destiny (or Paula, or whatever she wants to be called in a given scene) talk about their unusual relationship, but nothing is resolved by the end. Destiny also discusses her health concerns (her parents died young from disease and she believes she will, as well), but nothing comes of that, either. Likewise, there is some concern about the job she’s performing and how it will affect her longtime career goals, but this is also brushed over quickly. It’s disappointing when you read a story with promise that falls flat, and that’s what this one did for me.
I will say the writing itself is good, and the sex scenes are amazingly hot. If that’s what you’re looking for in a read—sex with little substance—then I do recommend Secret Soiree. Sometimes, honestly, that’s what one is in the mood for.
2 ½ Tea Cups!