Daryl Devoré – Brace for Impact
What could be simpler than a routine plane trip from Toronto, Canada to Caracas, Venezuela for a rookie flight attendant and a sexy R.C.M.P. officer?
But Fate had other intentions.
After leaving a disastrous marriage, Paix Allcot begins a new career as a flight attendant. The romance of travel plus the desperate need to be on any other continent other than the one her ex is on seems like a dream job. For the first time, Paix is no longer a trainee and the passengers in economy class are under her care. Especially the handsome passenger seated in 36C.
Guy Lapierre, undercover officer, is following a vicious human-trafficker. He has little time for relationships. Too many innocent lives are at stake. But when the plane crashes and Guy is stranded on a tropical island, he is forced to work with Paix to survive until he discovers that the man he is tracking is Paix’s older brother.
Can a pink bra and a hot night on the side of a volcano save the relationship and their lives?
Review – Daryl Devore’s book was fantastic also it was probably one of my favorites of the set. I was crying at the end thinking the worst but it turned out great.
Review- Daryl Devore likes to add unexpected events to her novels. And this one has several which if you google you’ll discover have really happened. So as you read this delightful story thinking it over the top, remember that while some events may seem improbable, life is full of improbable occurrences.
I thought both Guy and Paix were stand-up people. Paix had a moment of not so stand up when she finds her brother, but even there, when she thinks it through, she rights herself in short order. No one is perfect, but these two are really good, which results in great extreme action fun.
2 Warnings: The sex is explicit and the final chapter might scare you at first, but keep reading.
TagLine – What could be simpler than a routine plane trip from Toronto, Canada to Caracas, Venezuela for a rookie flight attendant and a sexy R.C.M.P. officer?
Guy braced his hand on the back of Paix’s head, pulled her face closer then pressed his mouth on hers. “Mm.” He pulled back. “Love the taste of your kisses. So juicy.” He picked up a piece of coconut and bit off a chunk. “This on the other hand…”
“If I could wiggle my nose and turn that into any meal, what would it be?”
He closed his eyes and inhaled. Opening them, he chuckled. “A nice thick Alberta steak, rare. With a mound of potatoes.”
“Drowned in gravy.”
She held a piece of coconut. “Meat h’and potatoes kind h’of guy, eh?”
His shoulders shook with laughter. “Crikey, throw another shrimp on the barbie, mate?”
She shoved his shoulder with her shoulder. “Your Australian’s terrible.”
He reached over, snatched the piece of coconut she held and popped it into his mouth. Placing his hands on her shoulders, he pressed her back against the bed. “Well, if my Australian is so bad, then why don’t I teach you the Canadian way?” His gaze scanned her body as his hands slid from her breast to her belly. Shifting his weight, he pushed his knee between her thighs and wiggled in between. “Let’s see what you got down under. Eh?” He slid his tongue along the inside of her right thigh. As he inched it up her left thigh, he reached up and trickled his fingers though her bush. She squirmed against the bed.
Using his left thumb and forefinger, Guy rubbed and circled her nub, while his right hand teased her nipples. Resting on his belly, he lifted his chin and spread her lips with his tongue. He lapped between the folds. Slipping a lip between his teeth, he grazed his teeth across it. She reached down and tangled her fingers in his hair. He stretched his arm up and fondled her breasts.
She hissed when the tip of his tongue touched her aching clit. With his tongue, he drew a circle around her swollen nub. Her pussy clenched. He licked across the top then drew a curve around her clitoris and a quick swipe to the side. She closed her eyes and groaned. He was counting. He was forming the numbers on her clit with his tongue. She shifted her legs and drew her knees up. At five, he slid one finger into her wet pussy then slowly stroked her. At ten he added another. He did nothing with urgency. Every move slow. Deliberate. Maddening. Erotic. She was aware of nothing but the tension of waiting for the next number. At fifteen, he turned his hand and tickled her g-spot.
A moan rose from her throat as she bucked her hips. “Don’t stop. Oh. My. God. Don’t stop.”
He lifted his face and planted a small kiss on her mound. “Not that long until I get to a hundred. Think you can make it?”
She gripped the thin sheet covering the lumpy mattress. “Fifteen! Sixteen!” The material shredded under the force of her grip.
He never varied his pace. “Twenty three.” His lips caressed her throbbing clit as he spoke the word. His tongue then drew the numbers. “Twenty four.”
“I’m not going to make…ah. I’m…” A tightness grew in her belly. One more touch and she’d slide over the edge. She tensed, arched her hips up. Waited. Waited for that moment of blissful release.
He slipped his hand out and pressed tiny kisses up her belly. She hung on the edge. He dropped his mouth to her breast. His tongue flicked at her nipple. “Ready?” He whispered across her ear. With a thrust, he buried himself deep inside her. “Ah. You are so hot.”
At his second thrust, she slipped over the edge into orgasmic heaven. Waves rolled through her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist and squeezed him tighter into her.
When the waves ebbed, she opened her eyes. Guy’s eyes stayed closed. Sweat trickled down his cheek. With one last thrust, he arched and hissed. After a few moments, he opened his eyes and smiled. “You know what I want to do?” He slid back and rested on his haunches.
Paix giggled. “No. But I bet I can guess.”
New releases anytime soon?
One coming up in the near future – an erotic contemporary rock star romance – What Happens in Bangkok.
What’s your genre or do you write in more than one?
I write in erotic anything. If I can stick erotic in front of it, I’ll have a go at it. I have 2 erotic contemporary billionaire stories, an erotic twisted fairy tale, an erotic medieval romance, an erotic contemporary fantasy, an erotic contemporary crash romance and an up and coming erotic contemporary rock star romance.
What fiction do you read for pleasure?
Mysteries – I have all of Agatha Christies, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Dorothy L Sayers’ works, plus several other authors.
Tell me a bit about yourself and what inspired you to become a writer?
I live on the Ontario side of the Ontario/Quebec border. When I’m not writing, I’m a yoga class. I love to garden and cook.
As to what inspired me – I learned to print and was able then to put my stories on paper.
Where can eager fans find you?
Twitter – http://twitter.com/daryldevore
(or Daryl Devore)
Wattpad – http://www.wattpad.com/user/DarylDevore
GoodReads Author Page – http://www.goodreads.com/DarylDevore
Amazon Author Page – http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B004TJ1354
LinkedIn – ca.linkedin.com/pub/daryl-devore/58/b42/792/