Stacey Kennedy knocks my socks off when we stepped outside of Club Sin and went for a mature romance story with a side of BDSM. I loved having a heroine and hero that were past child bearing age, had already both been married once, and didn’t really get into the whole club scene the younger kids are doing, but delight in finding their souls with a mature audience.
I want to warn anyone who is dealing with terminal cancer in their life, be they themselves or a family/friend, this will have you crying at times, heartbroken. While the story is not about cancer, it does have flash backs. When I read this my stepfather of 34 years had just passed away from a four year battle with cancer. I identified with the heroine and my mother, not on a BDSM level, but on a losing your soul mate level. I was a blubbering mess. It was painful to read, but it was so well written. About moving on, it’s hard. With only three months dealing with his death, I can’t imagine my mother ever looking for another relationship, but this is so tastefully written and gives me hope she might find someone as good for her as her deceased husband.
So off my sad soap box and onto the story.
You might remember Mary Schmidt from most of the Club Sin stories. She’s the physician who does all those quick medical exams. But she is more than that. She was married to her soul mate, but also her Master. The man loved her, cherished her and became ill with cancer, breaking his promise to always take care of her. Being a doctor, she felt powerless to help him. In the end he passes away and leaves her with three children to raise. Now they are all grown up and she has lost her way until one night she is invited to supper and meets a man who intrigues her, scares her and makes her want to run away. Her submissive side calls out for him, while her heart restrains her from trying.
Elliott Foster is a Dominant through and through. He knows right away Mary is submissive and mature. He knows she is the one his heart longs to adore. He invites her to a BDSM party he hosts in a hotel room for mature Dominant and submissives. When Mary comes, her body and soul speak to him, but he knows he must tread lightly when all he wants to do is claim her as his own. Having had a failed marriage, no children and a sister he adores, he’s ready to fulfill the connection he feels with her, but she continually pushes him back.
What I loved about this romance was it wasn’t full of games. It was straight and honest. It put a spotlight on human emotions, what happens in life to shape us and how you don’t lose you sex drive when you get past your 40s. Just because you have a few gray hairs, stretch marks and wrinkles, doesn’t mean you aren’t sexy, loving and a true man or woman. I loved this about the story. Elliott was a straight shooter to Mary. He didn’t sugar coat what he wanted, but he also didn’t play games to pursue her. Mary was a confused widow who needed to find herself. Stuck in a rut of life, she needed to realize her Master would love for her to find love once again with a Master who could take care of her like he couldn’t any more.
This story touched me on so many levels. I related to it not necessarily from my own perspective, but from watching my mom go through a lot of the same emotions. I loved it because love doesn’t end at 29. We all don’t have to be young, skinny things not worried about what is going to happen later in life. It wasn’t silly, goofy or angsty just be angsty. It was honest, sexy and one of my favorite books of 2014.
Does love end after 30?
Do stretch marks and wrinkles turn you off?
Do you believe you can have more than one soul mate?