I refused to work my way up the company ladder by sexually favoring my sleazy boss. I was beginning to lose hope. Until one day, he surprised me with an assignment that would literally rock my world.
I never imagined my first assignment being my last. But Brent Nichols worked his way inside every way possible, unlocking something within me.
Becoming a porn star was never part of the plan. Neither was changing my name.
Holy mother of hotness! Erika Ashby has absolutely dominated her latest release, How I Became Lotus Raine…the porn star, delivering a sinful literary treat for readers. This novel is unlike anything Ashby has written in the past and is a refreshingly unique take on erotica.
I won’t give away the story line because I think it’s something every reader should experience for themselves. The synopsis gives away very little, and I liked that. I didn’t know what exactly to expect when I started this novel. The only prediction I had before starting was that this story would be laced with sex. I wasn’t wrong, and Erika definitely didn’t disappoint.
There’s something deeper than just the physicality of the story. Within the pages of Lotus Raine is a heroine with a snarky attitude and plenty of sass. She isn’t going to be stepped on without putting up a fight first. I loved that she wasn’t a timid wallflower who blended into the shadows. Lucy Rogers is a force to be reckoned with. Along with her fiery nature, Lucy brings plenty of humor to the story as well.
How I Became Lotus Raine…the porn star isn’t just plain old erotica that is flooded with passion and a predictable plot. There is depth to Erika’s characters and humor within the dialogue and Lucy’s inner thoughts. As the story unfolded, I was hooked until the unexpected end. Walk on the wild side, and treat yourself to Erika Ashby’s latest release!
“We don’t have to do this tonight, but you’ll just be prolonging the inevitable if you decide against it.” His hand moved to my neck, cradling it as it fell back and his free hand trailed up my thigh, moving under the jean fabric of my shorts. “If you don’t want to go all the way, I won’t fight it, but let me at least give you a taste of what you’ll be missing out on.” He bent down, whispering into my ear, licking the edge of it as his finger slipped beneath the security of my cotton panties. Man was I thankful for my non-painted on shorts at that very moment. And so was my conscious pussy.
I bit my lip—hard—suppressing the moan. I internalized it by pressing my center closer to him, as his finger moved in and out of me deeper and faster.
“So wet. So wet and tight.” He murmured praises into my neck as he recklessly worked his finger in and out of me. I had never been touched as possessively and with such expertise as I had with him. In my mind, he had to be a professional fingerer. That had to be a profession, right?
Knocking at the door broke through my consciousness and caused my body to tense.
“Wait your fuckin’ turn,” he turned his head, yelling toward the door.
“We need to go,” I said hesitantly as he continued working his finger, adding his thumb to the mix as he rubbed my clit. My hands pressed into the top of the counter as I pushed myself further into the wall. I could feel it deep within me—signs of what was to come, forming and beginning to crackle throughout my body. Like an electrical current seeking full charge. Sparks here and there uniting, wanting to become one combustible unit.
“We aren’t leaving this bathroom until you get off. Either by my finger or my dick. The choice is yours.”
“Seriously?” I withered even more beneath him. “Who talks like that?” I had never been so turned on in all my life. It wasn’t just the way he was touching me, but that damn mouth of his could get me off by words alone.
“Men who know what they’re doing.” He looked up and gave me a sexy smirk.
Being born an "Army Brat", Erika Ashby has been residing in Oklahoma the last 10 years finally putting an end to the nomad tendencies she had grown accustomed to. She's a happily married woman who has 5 kids between her and her husband. She has an insane passion for music and embraces her Inner Groupie any chance she has. It wasn't until the age of 29 that she realized she also had a hidden passion for reading; before then she claimed to have hated it. Six months after unlocking that deep desire she never knew she held, she turned the key to another chapter of her life which has become the desire to write. And the rest is still history in the making.