I’ve been swooning and drooling over Lemaitre forever. Like, since I read Cirque de Minuit and that scene where he bent Kelsey over his desk for a week’s worth of sodomizing lessons. The number of times I have diddled to that scene is pretty much countless at this point.
And now there’s a whole book of Lemaitre! Well, of course, there’s Valentina, too, and she’s a character that I have come to love. She’s just so open and loving and full of life and adventure. While, in contrast, Lemaitre is all about discipline and order and control, and, of course, sodomy. They are the epitome of the phrase "opposites attract." Opposites they may be, but I loved them both, maybe not equally. Possibly, I loved Lemaitre a little more and was a little bit jealous of Valentina, but nonetheless, the story captured me and had me holding my breath to see how they were going to work out their differences.
This is a story I would highly recommend to hardcore BDSM readers who enjoy the arts (Le Cirque anyone?), the lifestyle, lots of anal, heroines who keep their heroes on their toes, and heroes who keep their heroines on their knees…or on their backs…or really in any position that gives them easy access.
And in case y’all are interested, check out to whom this book is dedicated (hint: ME!!!). So super double yay! You should read it just because of that.