Sex Symphony

Sex Symphony

“Wow…Of the 3 stories in the series, this is by far my favorite and I really hope they keep going…”
The Book

One violin to rule them all…
In lust…
Kyle Montgomery hasn’t set foot in the city in five years, and he would’ve left immediately after fulfilling his tour obligations were it not for his need to find the one woman who was the other half–third?–of his soul. Risking all, even the past that threatens to rear its ugly head, he resolves to find and convince her, never guessing that an obstacle in the form of his lover lay in his path.
Still grieving and drowning in guilt, Chelsea White is shocked to discover she’s attracted to two virile and powerful men–world-renowned concert violinist Kyle Montgomery and his lover, brilliant composer Grant Thornton. Try as she might to resist, she’s no match for the enticing lure of the magical violin (and the equally compelling men) and surrenders herself to a pleasure-filled night of sin and debauchery.
Bound by the magic that flows from the violin, the three are inexorably drawn to one another to assuage their deepest needs. But when the notes fade away, who will be left to play the symphony?
Sex Symphony is a sexy and hot bisexual ménage contemporary romance with explicit MM, MFM and MMF scenes and a slight touch of the paranormal. There’s also a guaranteed HEA ending! Though it’s the third in the series, it can be read as a standalone.
Series: No Holds Barred, Book 3
Genre: Erotic Romance, LGBTQ, Contemporary Romance
Theme: Menage a Trois
Publication Date: November 3, 2017
Book length: 39,153 words
Praise
“Sex Symphony…was wow…The driving force in the story is the relationship between Kyle and Grant, and then Chelsea…Of the 3 stories in the series, this is by far my favorite and I really hope they keep going…”
Excerpt
The closed door shut out the cacophony of shouts from reporters and rabid fans.
Running a hand through his hair, Kyle Montgomery eased his body onto the soft cushions of the sofa in his hotel suite and breathed a huge sigh of relief. He rolled his head back onto the headrest and closed his eyes.
Thank God for his personal team of bodyguards and the hotel’s security people. He didn’t know how he would’ve been able to escape unscathed otherwise. He certainly hadn’t expected the crush of people to turn up at the press conference. After all, he was a concert violinist, not some punk singer or boy band. Who’d have thought teenage girls would go for classical music? Certainly not him.
The soft shuffling of feet warned him that someone approached.
“Tired?” Firm, masculine fingers dug into the knotted muscles of his shoulders. Even through his shirt, he could already feel the tension lessening as Grant worked his magic hands on his body.
“Remind me to tell my secretary not to schedule a press conference right before the performance. I didn’t know what I was thinking when I agreed to this one.” Kyle sighed in bliss and rolled his head forward to allow Grant more access to the knotted muscles on his shoulders.
“I noticed you’ve not been yourself since we arrived last night.”
It didn’t surprise Kyle that Grant was aware of his edginess. His lover was a very observant person, when not engrossed in his music. “I don’t understand it either. No matter what I do, there’s this low buzz of nervous energy running through me in a never-ending cycle. At first, I thought it was just nerves for the performance tonight but I think it’s more than that—”
Grant’s hands stilled where they cupped the sides of his neck. “Maybe because you’re home—”
“Home is where you are,” Kyle interrupted harshly.
“You know what I mean,” Grant said in a quiet voice.
“I’ve been back in L.A. before—”
“Secretly.”
“Playing at No Holds Barred is hardly secret—”
“There’s a difference between performing at a club versus a well-publicized concert, the latter being your family is sure to hear about it—”
Damn. The tension flowed back into Kyle’s body, making previously tense muscles even tenser.