Ever read a book and wish the heroine hadn’t done that, gone there, or slept with that guy? Well, now you’re in charge. The reader decides what happens here. Tailor your perfect short story or be adventurous and read through all the different paths to see where life can take you…if you choose. Go ahead, pick your pleasure.
Pick Your Pleasure by Jayne Rylon is a book about adventure.
Linley Lane, CEO of Lane Technologies, has had enough of blah dates. When she decides to shake things up with a visit to an underground sex club she’s heard rumors about, she realizes she’s way out of her league. This is no usual hookup spot.
Presented with two potential guides for the night—men who turn her on more in a matter of minutes than a year of lame dating in her high-class circles did—she’s got some tough decisions to make about how she wants to spend the rest of her evening and just how dirty she intends to get.
Will she choose to be romanced by a sexy gentleman? Or will she indulge the rare anonymity Underground affords to revel in wild excess with a like-minded rebel? And where will they go from there?
Everything is up to you.
The concept of Pick Your Own Pleasure is a fun one. It reminded me of the books I read as a young girl when I could choose my adventure. The problem is that I don't want to do that anymore. As an adult, I have to make decisions every day, all day. Reading is an escape from that for me so having to make decisions while reading didn't thrill me as much as I thought it would.
Still, the book was true to Rylon's style. It was a sexy story with attractive and bold characters. No matter which way you choose, you get a delicious evening of exploration and the HEA at the end. Linley was a lucky girl no matter which way you chose!
3 Chocolate-Dipped Strawberries
** 13 Sentences for Thursday13! **
“You’ll require a guide for your adventure tonight.” her greeter said as if he could sense the uncertainty swirling around her brain. “New members are always paired with a veteran on their first go around to ensure their enjoyment.”
“I thought that was your job?” She tipped her head as she examined his expression.
“I wish I were so lucky.” He gave her a tiny bow. “Chase and Ryder have both offered their company this evening. We’ll leave the choice to you. Play nice, boys.”
The greeter winked at her before retreating, perhaps to collect another very willing guest from the garage.
“So long as I don’t have to fight fair.” The bump on scruffy guy’s nose attested to his experience with brawling. She felt bad for prince charming across the table if things came to blows.
“Wouldn’t expect you to, Ryder.” The burnished blond shook his head though he smiled as he said it.