RAW…this best describes the emotions that played out throughout this stunning conclusion to Adam & Diana’s story. Dragged in, wrung out, strung out but so very consumed is the best way to describe what this book put me through. Without a doubt, CD Reiss wrote every word in this book to make readers FEEL something and connect them with the characters. And I FLIPPING loved it.
This book IS NOT a standalone. You NEED to read Marriage Games – non negotiable. So to not spoil this story, I’ve decided to share how this book made me FEEL – and that was ALOT.
To say my heart was in my throat for just about the entirety of this book is an understatement. The tension, the angst, the pure heartbreak and determination bled from every page, every word, every action of Diana & Adam.
Turmoil….other than raw, the other emotion that is at the forefront of this pair from beginning to end (and I am including the beginning of Marriage Games) is turmoil. Both Diana & Adam believe that they can only love one version of the other. So adamant are they in their convictions that at time they actively fight any other version. It is this turmoil that I as a reader selfishly wanted more of but which connected me with the real emotional struggle that is the basis of this duet.
Just like book 1, BDSM is a central theme in this book. It is not for the feint of heart. Adam is without a doubt a sadist & Diana a masochist in his presence. Some scenes in this book are extreme but the emotions of these two are volatile. This shows in their play. This extremism juxtapositions their emotional push & pull on their definitions of love. The chemistry is undeniable, every scene was written with emotion bled into it and in CD Reiss’ unique way I was drawn into them every time.
But underneath all the layers is a very real story of love between Diana & Adam. A story of falling in love and out of love and sometimes not even recognising love because both have changed and grown but still need each other. And I LOVED this love story of two characters who have flaws and make mistakes. CD Reiss took me on their journey and connected me with her characters on an emotional level. And really, that’s why I read – even when the story is not easy – so that I get to experience, and CD Reiss gave me an experience that I am not soon going to forget.
So as a reader if you crave emotion in a read, want a love story that is real, want passion that cannot be contained, want characters that are pushed until they are broken and sex that is hot AND extreme, I cannot highly recommend this book (series) enough. You will get it all. An ABSOLUTE MUST READ. But be warned, carve some time for this literary experience because you will be CONSUMED.
About Separation Games
Genre: Contemporary Romance (BDSM themes)
Series: The Games Duet, Book #2 (NOT a standalone)
Heat Level: Off The Charts (BDSM)
The stunning conclusion to the New York Times Bestseller.
These are the unbreakable rules in the game.
Stay collected. Compartmentalize. Think your next move through. Never let your heart dictate your tactics.
The heart is impulsive.
The heart makes bad decisions.
The heart doesn’t see the long game.
Because the heart may have decided to get Adam back, but when the endgame comes, the heart’s going to be the first thing to break.
He took my hand, putting it in his lap as if it was finally home. “What are we doing?” he asked.
“Like it’s our job.”
“If you’re going to do something, I say, do it all the way.”
He squeezed my hand. I was jarred by the way he looked in the direction of the window, but not through it. He didn’t look like the commanding Dominant who had been my partner for the past few weeks. As handsome as ever, and graceful and sharp, a leader and a decider, but not the same.
He faced me. “I don’t know how to fix this.”
The streetlights glinted off the light in one eye and his jaw locked, catching things he’d never say. He looked like a man I knew and abandoned. Manhattan Adam.
“We can’t fix it,” I said, putting his hand in my lap, watching our clasped hands make a new form. I rubbed the outside of his thumb with mine, feeling it’s familiar shape, the strength of the knuckle and the texture of his skin on mine.
“We have to build something new. And we can.” I looked up from our hands to his face.
Could I make him feel my optimism? Could I take a piece of it onto a fork and lift it to his lips? Would they part? Would he let me lay it on his tongue? Would he chew and swallow, saying “I do. I do believe we can, I do.”
He didn’t say that. He didn’t believe, but his lips needed to touch my belief and his tongue needed to taste my hope.
I don’t know if I kissed him or if he kissed me, but it felt like a first kiss, with full quivering that left me paralyzed at his nearness. The act of two tongues tasting each other was so intimate between strangers, so taken for granted over time, and so rarely is the wonder of it felt through to the bone.
He was licorice. Fennel and leather. And he moved like cool water, reacting to my movements, countering with his hands and his mouth, covering me with his attention. The kiss was the sway of sex, the smell of it, the carnal desire without the promise of anything but another dance.
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About CD Reiss
CD Reiss is a New York Times bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn’t pick up she’s at the well hauling buckets.
Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master’s degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels.
She’s frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn’t ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood.
If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.