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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.
454 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 7, 2017
“You know you give me more, Amélie. You know I’m only me with you.”
…my sexuality out there in the ordinary world does not define me, like it doesn’t anybody.
Amélie/the heroine
“I’m yours, you can claim me, but get me now, Amélie, or we gotta have another conversation. You claim me, I claim you. I get my place. I get you make this decision. But I’m fuckin’ sayin’ it anyway. You’re mine.”
“And Leigh-Leigh, I’m an alpha-sub and the operative part of that in every sense … and I’ll say that’s even when you’re jacking my ass, as I proved tonight … is alpha. No way I’m gonna leave any woman, much less one who means something to me, alone with a visibly ticked-off dude.”
F*CK SEXISM!
F*CK CLICHÉ!
F*CK, IT WAS HOT!
The Deep End Playlist:
Sex and Candy - Maroon 5
Lovely - Brent Faiyaz
Versace On The Floor - Bruno Mars
What You Need - The Weeknd
Never Gonna Give You Up - The Black Keys
Lovin', Touchin, Squeezin' - Journey
Neighbors Know My Name - Trey Songz
“I’m yours, you can claim me, but get me now, Amélie, or we gotta have another conversation. You claim me, I claim you. I get my place. I get you make this decision. But I’m f*ckin’ sayin’ it anyway. You’re mine.”![]()
“Careful, baby, I’m gonna start thinking you’re a real person and not an angel sent from heaven to jack my shit.”
“All of you is mine. All. And I’ll play with it. I’ll make you beg for me to play with it. All of it. And I’ll give you my promise that I’ll make it worth it for you to give that to me.”
“You’re being very bossy, Olivier.”
“Good, that means you might paddle my balls later. Now, get your ass over here so I can kiss you and finish eating.”
I could get lost in this one, she thought. Lost and never found.