Review + Excerpt: THE DEEP END by Kristen Ashley @KristenAshley68

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Review + Excerpt: THE DEEP END by Kristen Ashley @KristenAshley68The Deep End by Kristen Ashley
Series: Honey #1
Published by: St. Martin's Griffin
on March 7, 2017
Genres: Erotic Romance, BDSM
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Enter a decadent sensual world where gorgeous alpha males are pleasure slaves committed to fulfilling a woman's every desire. At the elite Honey club, no boundary will be left untested, and one's darkest desires will become a sensual reality.

Olivier isn’t sure what he’s gotten himself into when he joins the Honey Club, only that a dark part of him craves the lifestyle offered by this secret, exclusive club.

When Amèlie invites Olivier to surrender, she pushes him to explore his deepest desires as a submissive. As they grow closer and find themselves falling harder than either of them anticipated, the truth about Olivier’s past could threaten the budding relationship they both long for.

Gripping and seductive, The Deep End is the first book in a sensational new series from bestselling author Kristen Ashley.

Now, I’m not an avid Kristen Ashley reader. In fact, I’ve only read one other book from Ms. Ashley and it was a novella. After finishing up THE DEEP END, all I want is…MORE! I mean WOW! This was a VERY HOT read! Very sensual…very erotic…very thrilling. This is also a very unique read for me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m no femdom newbie. I’ve read the likes of Joey Hill multiple times, and although this genre is not my GO TO, I still enjoy a little BDSM switch-up every now and then. Kristen Ashley just took this genre and ran with it! I loved that she just dominated every page with a delicious and enticing storyline and intriguing, complex characters. The tale of Olivier and Amèlie definitely had me on pins and needles the whole way through. From their very first meeting, my eyes stayed glued to the pages, biting my nails, and hoping for an epic erotic romance, and I got JUST THAT. This is book one in the brand new HONEY SERIES by Kristen Ashley, and it’s pretty safe to say, that I will be desperate for my next fix very soon. 

✮✮✮A delicious world of erotica, BDSM with alpha-subs and their Dommes, and a gripping love story…Welcome to The Bee’s Honey! The first book in New York Times bestselling author Kristen Ashley’s Honey Series, THE DEEP END is a seductive and rich love story now available! ✮✮✮

Fall into THE DEEP END and grab your copy today!

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As he slowly closed the door behind him and moved his eyes to look through the room, taking it in, she watched them get wide. 

                They dropped to her and his amusement was clear. Not only radiating from his gaze but twitching his lips. 

                Another unusual—and unacceptable—reaction.

                He thought this was funny.

                She hoped like fuck she had the opportunity to prove him wrong. 

                She crossed her arms on her chest and slightly put out a foot, like she was about to start tapping her toe. In the wrap dress she wore, she knew this opened the overlap, not exposing anything, but the promise for him was impossible to resist. 

                His attention dropped to her legs.

                “In the playrooms,” she began with a snap, and his gaze cut to hers, “I want eye contact. Unless otherwise instructed, you should not only feel free to look me directly in the eyes, if I’m in your line of sight or I’m not giving you something that your body’s natural reaction would make it difficult to meet my gaze, I require it.”

                She stood there staring as he did nothing but dip his chin in acknowledgment.


                Exceptionally cheeky.


                “Unless I’ve asked for their silence or for them to ask for leave to speak, I also require my toys to respond when they’re spoken to. Even if it’s only a ‘yes, Mistress,’ or ‘no, Mistress.’”

                His stance relaxed, like he was settling in at the beginning of a show he found vaguely intriguing, and his deep rumble of a voice bounced like boulders through the room. “Yes, Mistress.”

                Christ, even his voice declared his challenge. 

                “Excellent,” she allowed. “Your name?”

                “Olivier,” he answered.


                Also unusual, at least in this country. And interesting.

                She liked it a great deal.

                She studied him. 

                He let her, holding her eyes. 

                “I’m Mistress Amélie,” she eventually informed him.

                “I know. You got a lotta fans out there…Mistress.”

                The hesitation over him saying “Mistress” gave less of the impression he was testing her and more of the strange impression the word was unpracticed when, with any experienced sub, it would slip right off their tongue. 

                She made no comment to that. 

                “There are things we should go over,” she remarked.

                “Right,” he stated, his big body adjusting again, now like he was settling in further, intent on giving her the same attention he would a flight attendant who gave the safety address.

                That being no more than a courtesy.

                She fought the shiver his actions created but allowed the irritation.

                “Your safe word is kitten,” she stated.

                “Yes, Mistress.”

                “You’re open to any kind of play,” she went on. 

                “Yes, Mistress.”

                “It’s important and now’s the time to share should there be anything you wish me to shy away from, Olivier. Especially as this is the first time I’ve played with you.”

                Something in his eyes flashed. Blue eyes that were the color of nothing and everything. Not sky. Not sea. Not midnight. A pure blue that only existed in the unchartable depths of a rainbow. 

                She felt that flash snake up between her thighs, taking residence in her womb. 

                He wanted this conversation done so she would play with him. He wanted the preliminaries over so they’d get to the good stuff. 

                He wanted her. 

                She stared into those blue eyes and for a moment felt mesmerized.

For God’s sake, Leigh, she berated herself in an effort to pull it together. Rainbow?

                “Olivier,” she prompted.

                “I’m open to anything,” he confirmed.

About Kristen Ashley

Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorize and she hadn’t taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen’s Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning.

Nothing’s changed.

Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she’s blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched).

Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up.

And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.

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