Please welcome Sylvia Ryan:
I get asked all the time…What does your family think about what you’ve written? That statement roughly translates in my brain as…Does your mother know what you do? Or the ever popular…Would you let your daughter read this?
This is not a problem for me. I’ve always been a reader surrounded by non-readers. My friends and family get a slightly glazed look in their eye when I try to explain some fantastical story I recently fell in love with. And I think they’re insane for not bringing a book with them on a long drive or to the beach.
Sometimes it amazes me I have anything in common with them at all.
The reverse is also true. The people in my closest circles look at me like I need to be committed when I hoot about who’s being cast in the movie version of a book I’ve read. They laugh at me for crying about a fictional character’s beautifully life changing moment.
Me, being who I am, have tried to convert every single one of them. I tempt them with the promise of a better life. I desperately try to lure them to my world with random snippets of wisdom about how reading makes me happy in situations that make other’s cringe, like when I’m in line at the DMV, or sitting in the dentist’s chair waiting to get drilled.
But, alas, they just shake their heads, and then I shake mine. How could they not run toward the mini-vacations that down time provides? But I digress…
Times have changed. And I fear the written word is becoming obsolete.
What do you guys think?
About the Book:
Before kids and the responsibility of life, Levi and I shared a spontaneous, erotic, and deliciously deviant marriage. Years transformed what we had into something comfortable and worn. It hurts me to think his desire for me has cooled. I miss that look of his. Slightly evil and totally hot, like he wanted to devour me. Haven’t seen it in ages.
When I first married Mia, she submitted to every one of my erotic needs. Then came the children. With little complaint, I abandoned my pursuit of kink, content to be married to a beautiful, intelligent woman who’s a great mother to our twins. Out of the blue, Mia confesses she misses the intimacy in our marriage, misses the sex. After this enticing revelation, my plan to reconnect with her unfolds.
In our secret, kinky, Friday afternoon meetings I’m going to give her everything she wants and take everything I need. Will this be the answer to fixing our marriage?
CONTENT WARNING: This book contains explicit sex, graphic language, and strong elements of BDSM including the use of toys, bondage, and pain