Author: Anthony Bryan
Publish Date: 10.13.13
Publisher: B.A. Wood Books
Category /Genre: Erotic Thriller
Recommended for: 18+ due to sexual content (and total mindf*ck)
Received from: Anthony Bryan (in exchange for an honest review)
Tour by: Blissfulbookblog
Good reads link: THE SUICIDE PRINCESS
Date completed: 03.03.14
Description from the publisher:
"Not your mother's old romance, this is a romantic-thriller that will leave you breathless and have you begging for more..."
Stephanie Bradford is a young, attractive, and successful District Attorney on her way to the top. She has the near-perfect life, with an amazing husband, and she has it all in the palm of her hand. When her marriage falls into a romantic rut, Stephanie is skillfully swooned by a charming, mysterious and intriguing stranger who looks to be the answer to all of her fantasies. A whirlwind and exciting affair quickly spirals out of control, and before long, she learns that things aren’t always as they appear and people are rarely who they seem. One poor decision becomes the catalyst for a series of events that rips her life apart, and Stephanie is left with nothing but the thirst for revenge against the man who viciously stole everything from her. The Suicide Princess is a highly charged roller coaster ride where nothing is as it seems and everything is at stake!
Note: The Suicide Princess is an intoxicating, romantic thriller containing adult language and themes. It is intended only for those readers who are comfortable with such.
Where to start on this review…. Holy mindf*ck!
Just in case you missed the other warnings – this book is not a warm, fuzzy romance. This is dark and extremely erotic, no scratch that… it is erotic and extremely dark! I don’t want to say too much, because I’m afraid it would quickly spiral into spoilers and I don’t want to do that to you. This is one roller-coaster worth the ride at twice the cost.
Stephanie Bradford wishes for sparks in her marriage. Her husband, Jacob, is content with an occasional, slow-and-easy, sex life. Then Derrick steps into Stephanie’s life and woos her into a fantasy fling with a heavy dash of D/s.
I went to do my research for this post and, my jaw dropped open. There is no way in hell this is a debut novel! Yet, it is. Mr. Bryan you have a fan for life!
I very much related to Stephanie’s desire to find sparks at home and the ease with which she was ultimately lured away from home. If you’re married long enough, and your inner kinks aren’t being met, there will come a time when you question everything you have and what your dreams really are, whether it’s at five years, ten,…. or thirty.
By now you’re wondering why I gave it four crowns if I thought it was so wonderful. The story is written in third person, which is not my problem, but it’s the out-of-character narration that I thought interrupted the flow of the story in some parts. I sincerely hope that Mr. Bryan will continue to write. I will gladly sign up for any future works he may offer us. Thank you, … Sir (wink)
Grammar/editing: A – near perfect
***warning: absolutely not for anyone under 18 ***
Stephanie walked toward Jacob who was sitting on the hotel bed. She was wearing black Taylor Reeve stiletto-pump heels with a red heart on the front, black fishnet stockings, a black form-fitting corset, and a black collar around her neck.
Jacob rose to his feet from the bed and told her, “Stephanie, we really shouldn't do this. It's a very bad idea.”
Stephanie stared Jacob straight in the eye as she told him, “You're not going anywhere, and you're taking hold of me and using me in every way imaginable, tonight. I keep blaming myself for everything that's happened between us, but you, Mister, are just as responsible. I begged and begged for you to take me like this, and you pushed me away so much that I felt I had no choice but to go find it somewhere else. Does that make what I did okay? No, but it does lay some of the blame on you.” Jacob was left speechless by the words coming from Stephanie's mouth, and she continued, “If you want to walk away, fine, so be it. But if we're going to break up, you're going to leave me with something to remember.” as she lowered herself to her knees in front of Jacob.
Jacob ran his hand through Stephanie's hair, and she rubbed her hand up his thigh and over the bulge forming in his pants. She looked up from her kneeling position between the bed and the wall, and explained, “If I'm not going to be your wife anymore, you have no reason not to make me your whore.”
Jacob felt Stephanie rubbing his cock through his pants, and he watched her pushing her ass outward so he could clearly see her amazing beauty as he looked down at her. He saw the muscles along her lower back strengthen to highlight the beautiful shape of her body. “I'd be lying if I said there wasn't a part of me that wanted to fuck you like crazy for what you did.”
Stephanie cracked a seductive smile and said, “Then do it. Punish me, rip me apart, and make me pay, baby. I know you watch porn on your computer – I've seen your browser cache. Treat me like the girls in your videos, and make my cute little bum pay for what I did.”
Jacob, wearing a pair of jeans and an American Eagle T-shirt, undid his pants and started to lower them. Stephanie, like a shark who just smelled blood, pulled them down and she reached for his semi-hard cock. She grasped it in her hand and told Jacob, “We need to make this thing hard.”
Jacob replied, “Then use your mouth for something other than talking.”
Stephanie leaned in and wrapped her lips around his cock. As it was still somewhat flaccid, she was able to take him completely in, but her talented mouth quickly changed that. As her fingers massaged his balls, her lips wrapped tight, and her tongue swirled around the tip of his shaft, she felt him growing harder and harder until his throbbing cock was at its full size. Stephanie, unable to take him fully in her mouth at that point, was trying to deep throat him, but she could only take him barely more than three-quarters of the way. Jacob decided that wasn't enough.
He forcefully pushed her back so she fell to a seated position with her back against the wall. He stepped forward and pushed her head back against the wall so she could not pull back. He straddled her face and went back inside her mouth. He began pushing his way deeper and deeper as the head of his cock traveled down her throat. Stephanie's eyes watered as Jacob pushed beyond her gag point. Stephanie tried to pull back, but with her head against the wall, she had no choice but to take every inch until she felt his balls touching her lips. Jacob pulled his cock from her throat and out of her mouth, and Stephanie gasped for breath.
“Oh my God,” gasped Stephanie.
Jacob placed the palm of his hand on her forehead and pressed her head back against the wall. He told her, “Open up,” as he went back in for more, and he fucked her throat repeatedly, only occasionally stopping to give her a moment to catch her breath. Jacob let out a series of low moans as the muscles in Stephanie's throat tightened and squeezed around his cock.
Jacob reached down and looped his index and middle fingers through the collar around her neck, and he pulled her to her feet. As she stood up, Stephanie's eyes were watering with her makeup running, and a string of saliva running from her chin to her chest. Jacob's anger coupled with the intensity of the scenario allowed him to emotionally disconnect from his wife, and for the first time, he looked at her as a sexual object and not just the woman he was in love with. He decided it was time to turn it up a notch.
Stephanie reached her lips to kiss Jacob, but he pushed her back against the wall. He wrapped his left hand around her throat as he told her, “Whores don't get to kiss.”
“Kiss me, baby. I want to taste your lips,” begged Stephanie.
Jacob ignored her words and was entranced by her breasts bulging from the top of her black corset. His right hand grabbed the top of her left breast cup, and pulled down to expose her luscious breast. The index finger and thumb on his right hand formed a vice-like grip on her nipple, and he began to twist while simultaneously applying more pressure to her throat with his left hand. “Do you deserve to be kissed?” he asked as he twisted her nipple again.
Stephanie replies, “Not me! Not me!”
“And why not?”
“Because whores don't deserve to be kissed, but they do deserve to be fucked,” she answered.
Jacob grabbed her and spun her around, pressing her chest into the wall. He grabbed her hips, pulling her ass outward while her face and chest remained pressed against the wall. He shredded his clothes off, and he began rubbing the tip of his cock over her wet pussy. He slid his cock under her, and he rubbed the top of his shaft back and forth over her clit, making her groan with delight. Once his cock was covered with the fluid pouring from within her, Jacob forced his way into her pussy as she let out an uncontrolled, “Fuck yes!”
He started fucking her from behind and unclasping her corset until it peeled from her body and fell you the floor. She felt his hands holding her hips while his balls slapped against her pussy with each powerful slam. His hand grabbed the back of her hair and controlled her against the wall while his cock made her pussy swell. Out of nowhere, Jacob placed his hands on her ribs just under her arms, picked her up, and threw her to the bed. She quickly rolled to her back, and scooted her ass to the edge of the mattress.
Originally posted 03.09.14 on on my previous website WordPress.com closed that site because I promoted authors and their books