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strong and
foreign, and I knew right away it wasn’t me. I was carrying all sorts of
baggage around with me now, having gone in and out of so many books on my
Kindle, but there was no book in which I spent more time than His Golden Shackles . Half the night I
had been in there playing Annabelle Stone, the everygirl who discovers a
passionate submissive inside her that is perfectly matchedto Christoph Green’s wizard
dom. Like Catherine and Heathcliff, or Bella and Edward, Annabelle and
Christoph were written to have a love that cannot be denied, and whatever part
of Annabelle had parked herself in my brain was impatient to go back to the
book and be with her lover.
    Who was I to keep those two love
birds apart?
    Let me tell you about the first
sex scene in His Golden Shackles . It
begins with Christoph saying to Annabelle, “I want to make love to you. I want
to be inside you now,” and she’s all, “Holy cow!” (there are lots of Holy
Cow’s, Holy Moley’s, and Holy Shit’s in all of these 50 Shades of Grey knockoffs…but surprisingly few Holy Fuck’s
considering that the writer is trying to convey a good fuck as a religious
experience….but I digress…).
    Anyway, after Christoph declares
his intent to get inside Annabelle, it’s on like Donkey Kong With An Extra-Long
Schlong. Christoph starts out with some nipple biting, moves on to some
clitoris licking, does his first insertion in the missionary position (where
they look at each other with “rabid intensity”), and then, right when she’s at
the point where orgasm is about to arrive, they switch positions. This becomes
a theme for the entire scene. Christoph brings Annabelle up to but not quite at
climax, over and over again. Every time she’s about to get there, he switches
positions and the buildup starts again. It’s a scene you could use in calculus
class to teach the concept of limits. The
limit of ecstasy as it approaches orgasm is….
    And then when he finally allows
Annabelle to get there, Christoph says, “Go baby,” and she has a “volcanic
eruption of pleasure.” When it’s over, Christoph says, “Oh my sweet darling.
Where shall I take you next?”
    As fun as a scene like that is
to read on the page, imagine living it in person. Imagine a dominant billionaire
sex wizard ramping you up for an hour until your body explodes in a volcanic
eruption of pleasure.
    Yeah…you bet your ass I went
back into His Golden Shackles . Once I
had safely returned to my hotel room, I jumped on the bed, turned on the
Kindle, and started reading at page one.

Chapter 9
     
    Still unhappy with my bangs, I gaze at my reflection in the window, and
furrow my brow in frustration…
    And then I was Annabelle Stone,
heroine of His Golden Shackles .
    Here’s the quick character
sketch on Annabelle: Quiet, humble, quirky and cute, relatable, looks like
Kristen Stewart but has more bounce in her step. She’s unable to land a good
job out of college so she goes to a temp agency to offer her services. The temp
agency assigns her to do clerical work at Greenworld Enterprises, a
multi-billion dollar conglomerate owned by a gorgeous, but troubled, young wizard
named Christoph Green.
    The novel begins with
Annabelle’s treacherous commute to Greenworld Enterprises in lower Manhattan.
Playing Annabelle, I kept my cool as I nearly lost a shoe getting off the
subway (a kind stranger fetched it and threw it out as the doors were closing),
and then I held it together when my bus never showed and again when I had to
run five blocks to the office.
    This was my second time going
through this scene at the beginning of the book. The author puts Annabelle in
the middle of a nightmarish morning where she’s trying to get to a new job on
time and everything is working against her. It’s a hackneyed way to begin a
story, but I don’t care. It’s fun.
    As Annabelle, I was five minutes
late when I arrived at the front desk, and the receptionist was snippy with me
about