I already published a PG-13 review of Blakely Bennett’s, “Stuck in Between,” the first installment of her new “Bound by Your Love” series. If you want to read my opinion about the overall quality of her writing, that’s the place to turn. In a few words, she’s fantastic. I love her voice, tone, style, and pacing. I’m looking forward to more from Ms. Bennett, because I love great writing.
But this is erotica we’re talking about and there’s really only one reason we read erotica as opposed to romance novels.
This is the review where I tell you what every woman really wants to know. Is this book going to fill your mind with smut? Is it going to make you want to finger yourself silly? Is it safe to read this book during your lunch break or will you find yourself racing to the ladies room to rid yourself of that tingling in your crotch before your panties are so wet you won’t be able to return to your desk?
Make no mistake, “Stuck” is a drama. (You can read chapter two here) There’s not much suspense in this book aside from the obvious tension of the central love triangle. From a BDSM or D/s perspective, it’s not going to rival her earlier “My Body” series which, from what little I’ve read so far, is a much darker landscape. From the earliest pages of “Stuck” you know there will be tears, a few laughs, and multiple, thigh-jolting, cum-loaded orgasms.
I started petting my pussy from the very first pages. As the book opens, Ms. Bennett describes bad boy “Bond” and his first interlude with heroine, “Jacqs,” I already knew I was in for a crotch-soaking treat. I smelled Bond’s sandalwood scent. I knew his face. I envisioned his body. I felt his dick dipping into me as if I was Jacqs. More accurately, my fingers were a poor stand-in for Bond’s cock, but the fantasy played out nicely nonetheless owing to the quality of Ms. Bennett’s writing.
When Ms. Bennett introduced “Red,” I shivered for the man with the dangerous edge and a slightly controlling streak. As I mentioned in my other review, I’m not usually aroused by men with back tattoos and small gauge earrings, but her portrayal of the mildly threatening Red got me hot nonetheless. Red was a tease, desiring me but not fulfilling my longing until he was damned good and ready. But once Red jammed his thickness into my mouth, I closed my eyes, I fell into Jacqs place, and let him have his release. He held me captive with an iron grip, throwing me down and giving me a long overdue spanking. In a later scene Red helped me achieve perfect posture and a toe-curling orgasm at the same time!
There are stretches of this book where it is more dramatic than erotic. To her great credit, Ms. Bennett knows how to seamlessly flip between the two in a way that feels realistic and believable, not contrived or forced. In those moments when the erotic is prominent, I gripped my tablet with one hand and reached deep into my my panties with the other.
I unwisely read the hottest scene in the book as my husband drove us home from a romantic interlude in the mountains. Before I realized what I was doing, I had plunged two fingers into my cookie and was fucking myself wildly. I nearly caused my hubby to drive off the side of the road when, in a fit of passion, I unwisely reached over and grabbed his cock through his trousers. Whoops.
It is often said that Red Phoenix’s “Brie” series contains some of the most graphic, titillating sex scenes ever written. Having read just two installments of that series, I can understand why. At times, “Brie” almost feels like non-stop word porn. Ms. Bennett’s deft touch and vivid portrayals left me similarly wet, wanting, and eager to play with my own not-so-bad boy, but with dramatic respites in between.
I give Blakely Bennett’s “Stuck in Between” 4.5 soaked panties out of 5. As realistic, dramatic erotica worthy of self (and other!) love, it is an exquisite, memorable read.