RELEASE WEEK REVIEW AND EXCERPT: Deepest Kiss by J. Kenner

From New York Times bestselling author J. Kenner comes a tantalizing ebook novella starring fan favorites Damien Stark and his wife, Nikki Fairchild. Deepest Kiss follows the couple from their island resort to their home in Los Angeles, and introduces Dallas Sykes, the seductive bad boy in the newest Stark International Novel, Dirtiest Secret—the first book in a new trilogy of the S.I.N. series.

Includes a special preview of J. Kenner’s provocative new novel, Dirtiest Secret!

My love for Damien Stark runs deep, and my need for his touch runs even deeper. He’s my shelter in this world, my light when everything seems dark, and all it takes is one kiss for my body to come alive.

Yet no matter where we go, our secrets threaten to surface. Someone dangerous from my past is back to stir up trouble, and now it feels like there’s nowhere I can hide.

I know Damien will always protect me, that our fierce desire will give us strength. In his arms I find safe harbor—and the sweetest release.

Deepest Kiss

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Review

Damien and Nikki Stark continue to be one of my all-time favorite couples, and I love the fact that J Kenner keeps writing fresh insights into their married life and how they continue to be each other’s rock when things fall apart around them. Damien and Nikki are each other’s anchor, helping one another to heal and grow as their love consumes them, and Kenner expresses that idea thoroughly in every delicate touch, every warm embrace, and every erotic game they play. Ever since Nikki fought for Damien when he was tried for murder, their bond has remained unbroken regardless of who or what has tried to interfere and that connection shines through once again in Deepest Kiss when unexpected situations occur and Damien is right by Nikki’s side ensuring she’s taken care of and showing her that she has nothing to fear.

This time around, readers also get to catch up with Jackson and Sylvie and see how and where their lives are headed, and I couldn’t be any happier for what they have because reuniting with couples I’ve witnessed fighting for their happiness and seeing what happens after the battle makes the struggle to deal with the complications worth the torture.

Readers also get to meet the elusive playboy Dallas Sykes, and he’s definitely a man of contradiction. While he lives up to his player status, there is a depth to him that few see, but I expect that in his own book, we’ll learn to understand why he lives his life the way he does and what changes he’ll make for the right woman.

A complimentary copy was provided in exchange for an honest review.

4.5 Poison Apples

Excerpt

“You wouldn’t,” I say, though I can’t keep the genuine worry out of my voice.

“Wouldn’t I?”

I shake my head, trying to appear more certain than I feel.

“Why not?”

“Because that wouldn’t just punish me. It would torture you, too.”

“It would,” he agrees. “And while I’m not usually averse to self-sacrifice for a good cause–and,” he adds as his eyes skim over my body, “you are a very good cause–tonight I have something else in mind. Take off your jeans, baby. Take off everything and get on the floor. I want you at my mercy.”

“I’m always at your mercy,” I say as I begin to comply, and from the gleam in his eyes, it’s clear that he knows it.

“You are,” he says, a softness sneaking in to dull the sharp edge of his voice. “As much as I’m at yours. But I’ve been thinking about you all day, hot and naked and wet for me. And tonight I’m taking what I want. And baby? I promise you’re going to enjoy it.”

I’m on the floor now, my clothes abandoned, and I whimper a little as his words caress me, making my nipples peak and my clit throb. I have absolutely no doubt he’s right. But enjoy is to mild a term. Whatever he has planned, I’m going to fucking love it.

“Roll over and get on your knees,” he demands as he unbuttons his shirt, then tosses it aside.

I do as he says, then look over my shoulder to see him, looking magnificent with his broad shoulders and tight abs. He’s strong and lean and hard, and there’s no question that he used to be an elite athlete. I don’t care about tennis at the moment, though. On the contrary, right then all I want to do is taste every delicious inch of him.