This was a good novella. I haven't ready anything by Shayla Black before, but I will definitely be reading more. I was drawn into Nick and Sasha's story from the beginning and enjoyed it until the last page. I give this book 3.5 stars and do recommend reading it. 
From New York Times bestselling author, Shayla Black...
After being framed for a crime he didn’t commit, former private eye Nick Navarro has nothing but revenge on his mind—until a woman from his past returns to beg for his help.
Beautiful widow Sasha Porter has been hunted by his enemies. Desperate, she offers him anything to keep her young daughter safe, even agreeing to become his mistress. The last thing either of them want are emotional entanglements but as they entrap the ruthless politician who arranged Nick’s downfall and passion sizzles between them, danger closes in.
Will he choose love over vengeance before it’s too late?
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Shock knocked the air from her lungs. “You’d want someone giving you whatever just because you commanded it?” “The commands are for your psyche, sweetheart. That way, you can tell yourself that you didn’t have a choice, that of course you didn’t like bedding down with a rapist. But honestly, I’m not going to do a damn thing to you until your body is good and wet and ready.” She digested his words in a panic and shook her head. “That may never happen.” His jaw tightened. “If I can’t get you hot, I don’t have any business between your legs. If you can’t let go because you’re afraid I’ll hurt you, I’ll persuade your body otherwise. That’s a promise.” How was she supposed to respond to that? “Um, I’m sure you’re perfectly capable of…arousing a woman. I meant that I may disappoint you if you’re expecting some vixen. I—I’m not very sexual.” Nick stilled, then a smile quirked up the side of his mouth. “You will be.” Those words filled her with part dread—and if she was honest—part anticipation. Always, she’d been the good girl. She’d been a virgin on her wedding night, done her best to be a lady, even in the bedroom. Somehow, she didn’t think Nick would appreciate her circumspect nature or accept her lying back and sorting through her mental to-do list during sex. Then again, what choice did she have? Faking a few moans would be much easier than actually orgasming with a virtual—and very dangerous—stranger. Sasha thought back to his touch on her breast, the way he’d rocked his hips against her. She’d felt something, far more than she expected. Maybe it would be enough to see her through. “I—I’ll do my best not to disappoint you,” she murmured finally. A laugh played across Nick’s wide mouth. “Don’t worry. I plan to be thoroughly satisfied.”
Shock
knocked the air from her lungs. “You’d want someone giving you whatever just
because you commanded it?”
“The
commands are for your psyche, sweetheart. That way, you can tell yourself that
you didn’t have a choice, that of course you didn’t like bedding down with a
rapist. But honestly, I’m not going to do a damn thing to you until your body
is good and wet and ready.”
She
digested his words in a panic and shook her head. “That may never happen.”
His
jaw tightened. “If I can’t get you hot, I don’t have any business between your
legs. If you can’t let go because you’re afraid I’ll hurt you, I’ll persuade
your body otherwise. That’s a promise.”
How
was she supposed to respond to that? “Um, I’m sure you’re perfectly capable
of…arousing a woman. I meant that I may disappoint you if you’re expecting some
vixen. I—I’m not very sexual.”
Nick
stilled, then a smile quirked up the side of his mouth. “You will be.”
Those
words filled her with part dread—and if she was honest—part anticipation.
Always, she’d been the good girl. She’d been a virgin on her wedding night,
done her best to be a lady, even in the bedroom. Somehow, she didn’t think Nick
would appreciate her circumspect nature or accept her lying back and sorting
through her mental to-do list during sex.
Then
again, what choice did she have? Faking a few moans would be much easier than
actually orgasming with a virtual—and very dangerous—stranger.
Sasha
thought back to his touch on her breast, the way he’d rocked his hips against
her. She’d felt something, far more than she expected. Maybe it would be enough
to see her through.
“I—I’ll
do my best not to disappoint you,” she murmured finally.
A
laugh played across Nick’s wide mouth. “Don’t worry. I plan to be thoroughly
satisfied.”
Shayla Black is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than fifty novels. For over fifteen years, she’s written contemporary, erotic, paranormal, and historical romances via traditional, independent, foreign, and audio publishers. Her books have sold millions of copies and been published in a dozen languages.
Raised an only child, Shayla occupied herself with lots of daydreaming, much to the chagrin of her teachers. In college, she found her love for reading and realized that she could have a career publishing the stories spinning in her imagination. Though she graduated with a degree in Marketing/Advertising and embarked on a stint in corporate America to pay the bills, her heart has always been with her characters. She’s thrilled that she’s been living her dream as a full-time author for the past seven years.
Shayla currently lives in North Texas with her wonderfully supportive husband, her teenage daughter, and a very spoiled cat. In her “free” time, she enjoys reality TV, reading, and listening to an eclectic blend of music.
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Endurance by Georgia Cates was a fantastic story. For those who read Sin
and Bleu's story, this one is Jamie and Ellison's story. The chemistry
between Jamie and Ellison was apparent from page one and I'd been
rooting for their story since they were first introduced. When reading
this book I felt so much, highs when things were going well, sad when
things weren't. At times I wanted to smack Jamie for being so stubborn
and later applaud him for finally owning up to his feelings. There was
one part of this book that set up the next in this series and it was
both heartbreaking and heartwarming because it shows how strong the
bonds of friendship can really be. The next book is Jamie's sister
Westlyn. We get to meet her guy in this book, but giving any more detail
would give away a big event in the story. I absolutely loved this book
and had a hard time putting it down to have dinner. It was read in less
than a day and I give it a strong five star rating.
Chapter 5: Jamie’s POV
“I don’t mind your stuff being all over our bedroom. And our bathroom. And the hallway leading from the staircase.” Trust me. Her shite is every-fucking-where. “I knew what I was getting into when I asked a high-maintenance lass like yourself to move in with me.”
Ellison giggles. “You did not. You knew zero about what it would be like living with me. And I can guarantee that whatever you’re thinking you’ve gotten yourself into with me ain’t even close to the reality of it.”
“Then why don’t you tell me?”
“I was thinking I would show you.” She grins and I’ve come to know in a short while that it’s a sure sign of mischief. “That is if you think you can handle it.”
“I promise I won’t be the one who can’t handle it.” I already know what kind of lover she likes and wants.
And I very much want to be the alpha she wants.
I pick Ellison up and throw her over my shoulder to carry her to the bed. Well, to the mattress on the floor.
I was planning to wait until bedtime to fuck her—after the work was done and everything was in place—but she’s made it impossible for me to wait another minute.
I toss her on the mattress and stand over her while I pull my T-shirt over my head and start working to get my jeans off. “I’m done waiting to have you.”
She smiles as her eyes survey my body. “I’ve been wondering what you look like underneath your shirt.”
“And?”
“I approve one hundred percent.”
“Take off your clothes, Mac. I want to watch you get naked.” My voice is stern. I’ll be the one in control. The one taking what I want. The one who’ll be completely unapologetic. Exactly what she said she wanted.
It’s November, that time of year where Scotland experiences more darkness than light. The sun is long gone, so the room is illuminated only by the soft lamp on the bedside table. It’s actually sort of perfect.
Ellison sits up and pulls her shirt over her head. Black and hot-pink lace covers what I already know is a beautiful pair of tits that fit my hands perfectly. And I can’t wait to get my hands on them again.
Her lovely breasts tumble out of her bra and she tosses it on the mattress before pushing her thumbs into the waistband of her yoga pants to drag them down her legs. A tiny black and hot-pink lace triangle barely covers the mound between her thighs.
She’s completely naked when she falls backward on the mattress, her feet apart and knees pressed together. Waiting. “No, Mac. You don’t get to close your legs on me. I want to see you. All. Of. You.” I put my palms together and then pull them apart to widen the space between my hands. “Spread them.”
She bites her bottom lip—an attempt to mask her grin—as her knees slowly fall apart. “Is this what you want to look at?”
My underwear is tight. My cock is straining hard against the fabric so I push them down and out of the way. “I think this is a sure sign I want to do more than look at it.”
Ellison grins. “Mmm. Someone’s eager.”
“You have no idea.”
I go to my knees and crawl over Ellison. “I’ve imagined us like this no less than a million times. I’ve seen it happen in my head over and over.”
Ellison brings my hand to her mouth to kiss my palm. “I’ve imagined us together too. I can’t tell you how many times.”
My mouth connects with hers and she opens wide to invite my tongue inside to play. Silky. Slippery. Seductive. I like this game very much.
A little taunting. A little tickling. A lot of teasing. This woman knows how a man likes to be kissed.
I drag my mouth away from her lips and kiss that spot below her ear before moving down the side of her neck. My hands similarly mimic the downward motion beginning at her ribcage and moving lower on her sides, waist, and hips.
She pushes her fingers into the top of my hair and arches her back when I move lower to suck her nipple into my mouth. A soft gasp/moan expels from her chest when my tongue licks the erect point.
I know she’s going to squirm so I grasp her bum hard and hold her in place as I move lower to kiss the top of her pubic bone. “Doc, this teasing . . . it’s torture.”
“Do you want my mouth on you?”
She lifts her hips and squirms. “Yesss. So badly.”
She jolts when my tongue darts out and licks the top of her slit. “Ohhh.”
I tickle her clit with my tongue and then lick once. Twice. Three times. “I love the way you taste. And smell.”
She rocks her hips in a back and forth motion against my mouth. Her body shudders and a moan is released when my tongue works her in a circular motion. “More?”
“Please. Feels so good.”
Pleasing Ellison. Hearing her moans. Licking her until she comes. I’m going to enjoy this.
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This book was a cute look into the lives of some of the previous couples we've met. I found myself laughing repeatedly. These recipes look fantastic and I can't wait to have an excuse to try some of them. I give this book a solid 4 stars for the cute stories. 
NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog int eh world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.
Suzanne Johnson is family-trained, a south Georgia native who’s been cooking all of her life, creating not only some really unique food, but precious memories that re-occur every time she smells something simmering in the oven. In all of her books, Suzanne shows that making a delicious meal doesn’t have to be complicated — it just has to be made with love. So go ahead, don’t be bashful, dive right in. Who knows? You might just make a few memories of your own.