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Cory, Jane Leopold Quinn Reviews For TORRID TEASERS Volume 2 by Ann Cory & Jane Leopold Quinn "Torrid Teasers Volume 2: SNOWBOUND
& VALENTINE'S DAY is a wonderful duo of short stories. Both are
quick reads with the characters and situations described well enough
to keep the story lines flowing smoothly. The sex scenes, though few
due to the stories' lengths, are full of heat. I will definitely be
looking forward to reading more from both of these authors." "Valentine’s Day is one hot story. Right from the beginning, Val and Rafe heat up the sheets. Their relationship has been developing for years, but because of Rafe’s relationship with Ryan, Val’s brother, nothing has ever come of it. But now that they’re finally indulging in their fantasies, it’s fantastic. The pace is great, switching from the wedding and the past to Val and Rafe’s sexual escapades, while still keeping your attention. Although this is a short story, Ms. Quinn manages to build the tension about their relationship and whether it will develop or burn out. You’ll be on the edge of your seat waiting to discover just what will happen and how these two handle it." Trang Black, Just Erotic Romance Reviews 4/5 Stars Heat Rating H "Although Emily and Heath are opposites, the circumstances in Snowbound allow for them to quickly get to know and indulge in their attraction to each other. Emily is the typical single woman, overworked and a little lonely but not really knowing how to change or get out of the rut that she’s in. Heath has already experienced the consequences of ‘all work and no play’ and has found his balance. Throughout this short story, Emily is presented with the opportunity to see how her life could be different, enjoying the quiet and slower pace. Their attraction to each other does occur quickly but it feels realistic. The chemistry between them fairly sizzles and their sexual encounters are pretty fantastic. There’s just enough story to hook you and have you wanting more…I know I liked these two and was rooting for their happy ending." Trang Black, Just Erotic Romance Reviews 4 Stars Heat Level H Dina
Smith of Romance Junkies gives Torrid Teasers Vol. 2 – Snowbound
and Valentine’s Day a Blue Ribbon Rating of 4. These two authors have been brought together in this book, demonstrating their different perspectives with regards to romance in a delightfully sensual and stimulating book. It’s a nice contrast to go from the cold snow of the first story to the hot romantic Valentine's Day in the second. The stories balance one another and fit together very well. I found myself wanting more at the end of both the stories and eagerly anticipate reading more of these authors’ works. Reviewed by: Heidi, 4 Stars, FAR Sample Chapter For TORRID TEASERS Volume 2 by Ann Cory & Jane Leopold Quinn Snowbound by Ann Cory Emily tightened her bootlaces, ignoring the numbness settling into her fingers. It didn’t seem to matter which direction she walked; she was hopelessly lost. Looking behind her, her footprints were already gone, quickly covered over by a layer of fresh snow. The clothing she’d worn hadn’t done a thing to keep her warm and she wouldn’t be surprised if she froze to death. She bit her lip and braved the storm, hoping eventually she’d find some decent shelter. As she clambered through the snow, her negative internal dialogue kicked in and reminded her how stupid she had been to think roughing it in a cabin for two weeks in winter would be the perfect way to finish her novel. Her publisher had talked her into taking a vacation for a change of scenery and to clear her mind. With her deadline approaching, she needed complete concentration to deliver the next novel in the series. Reluctantly, Emily gave in and packed her bags. Northern Maine was nothing like New York City, but she couldn’t deny how beautiful it was. The brochure had said her cabin would have all the touches of home, and it didn’t lie. The furniture was nice and it came fully equipped with dishes, silverware, and a fully functional bathroom. Her cabin was situated between the legendary Northwoods and the beautiful Moosehead Lake region. The idea of seeing mountains and lakes sounded wonderful, but she wasn’t enthused about the prospect of meeting moose, bears, or any other wilderness animals if she could help it. Emily made up her mind to go and spend all day inside. She wished she had done just that. The first day had gone well enough and she’d added an extra eight thousand words to the manuscript. By the second day, she not only missed the ping of her computer when a new e-mail message came through, but she missed the daily grind. Her life was comprised of routine. All of a sudden, she was holed up in a much too quiet place and far away from the good old New York traffic, sounds of cars honking, construction workers drilling, and walk signals. She realized that no matter what, she was a creature of habit and desperately wished she were back home. Her stomach gurgled for the umpteenth time and she wished for a French vanilla cappuccino, or anything to warm her insides. Now, thanks to her inexperience and nonexistent sense of direction, she was lost in the middle of a snowstorm, cold and hungry. A distinct smell traveled along with a powerful gust of wind that nearly toppled her over. It was the scent of wood, herbs, and if she wasn’t mistaken, lamb. She followed the sumptuous aroma until she came to a cabin, the first one she’d seen, complete with rows of logs all cut the same length. If this was a mirage, it was a damn fine one. Her legs were ready to give out, but she made her way to the door, the powdery snow crunching loudly beneath her highly impractical boots. Forcing her hand into a fist, she pounded against the battered wood and hoped someone was home. The way the wind whistled and howled through the trees, she didn’t think her knock was loud enough, so she tried again. Emily put her ear against the door and listened. Were those footsteps approaching? The doorknob turned and she took a step back. Her dry lips painfully stretched into a semi-smile, but when the door opened, everything went black. Valentine’s Day by Jane Leopold Quinn February 13 “Val, baby, open your eyes,”
Rafe demanded, his voice raspy with lust. “God, Rafe, pleeeeze,” she whimpered. All her erotic fantasies coming true, Valentine quivered in anticipation. Stretched out, her bottom balanced on the edge of the bed, her legs tightened around her brother’s best friend’s shoulders, she panted for deliverance. Thankfully, she didn’t have long to wait. Their eyes locked on each other’s, Rafe’s mouth clamped around her clit, and she strained her long legs up and out, widening them to urge him in closer. Val fisted her fingers in his hair and stood her tippy toes on end, pushing herself into his face. Her back arched as fireworks raced from nerve endings in her core, to her nipples, then her brain. “Yes... there...that’s it. Don’t stop that,” she pleaded. “You like this, don’t you?” her voice rising into hysteria. “Mmmmbl.” “Yes…” His tongue speared pointedly, then flattened, then swirled. There was that one spot especially. “Oh, God…there.” She ground her hips and whimpered. Something else. She needed something else. “Rafe.” She panted his name again and again. Then his thick, long finger slid through the slick wetness and into her sheath. Ohh. That’s it. Another finger speared. And with the rhythmic suction of his lips, the persistent stroking inside her, Val shattered, starting from deep in her belly, radiating through vein and muscle to the tips of the fingers gripping his hair and all the way to her straining toes. Tears poured from the corners of her eyes down to her ears. Violently, she continued pumping her shimmying hips, relishing the aftermath of the humongous orgasm. |