"4 Angels!...A very moving story. Sal and Toni are each just beginning to open their hearts, when they are rocked by accusations against Sal. The author does an excellent job demonstrating the turbulent emotions that both Sal and Toni are faced with. I enjoyed that though Toni was reluctant to have their associates know about their relationships, her faith and trust in Sal never wavered..."—Tewanda, Fallen Angels Reviews
"3/4 Stars!...Heat level: H!...Ms. Dane has written a heart-touching contemporary romance...The sex is hotly written and makes for much squirming...A sweet passionate contemporary romance that will be enjoyed by those with romance in their heart."--Julie Esparza, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
"Adrianna Dane manages to maintain a nice balance between sex and sentiment. In fact, in this quickie erotic novella, Sal and Toni's relationship has a strong sexual component to it...The love scenes are satisfyingly numerous...that all-important emotional connection is also present...Never read an erotic romance before? Graphic Liaisons would be a great place to start. It's not too racy or in-your-face...and keeps things simmering at a gentle boil...A pleasant, tingle-inducing introduction to Ms. Dane's erotic romances."--Cheryl Jeffries, Heartstrings Reviews
...Toni watched him smooth a hand along the curves of the brass-toned instrument, his fingers lingering over the rounded pearl keys. Her breath caught in her throat. His gentle care of the sax was that of a lover, and she felt a warm tingle begin in her stomach. Tender hands. With seeming reverence, he lifted the glittering golden instrument.
Toni's gaze was riveted as she watched him position the mouthpiece between his sensual lips, wetting the reed and testing the pitch. Her breathing quickened at the remembered feel of those lips on hers, the intimacy of his tongue as he claimed her.
She never expected to find watching a musician so sensual. He ran a short scale, limbering up his fingers, then adjusted the mouthpiece slightly. And she was mesmerized as his long fingers brushed across the keys. She shivered as she felt their ghostly touch seem to echo along her spine. Leaning toward Joey, Sal whispered to him, causing Joey to laugh and nod his head.
Sal again put the sax to his lips, turned away from the tables and nodded to Joey, who executed an introductory scale. As Sal began to play, the crisp purity of the notes eased along Toni's senses, sheathing her in the lyrical symmetry of his skillful improvisation.
He closed his eyes, obviously absorbed in the soulful cadence of the melody. Everyone in the room paused to listen to the jazzy, sensual rendition of "I Only Have Eyes for You." Suddenly, Sal swiveled around, opened his eyes and pinned her beneath his ebony, fathomless gaze. She was enthralled, unable to look away, enraptured, as the low, lazy rhythm flowed over her. He seduced her, without laying a hand on her. She wanted the touch of the fingers that rippled along the pearlized keys stroking her.
Her eyes must have given her away, because she saw a knowing, earthy look flicker in his onyx gaze. Seemingly satisfied, he closed his eyes and she watched his fingers glide over the keys, sure of their path, caressing in their touch, as was the tone of the music. Would he play her as expertly?
The simple character of the tune carried an unexpected deeply resonant texture, as he weaved a rapturous spell over her body. It was with a sense of aching loss, the tune wound to silence, yet still its vibrations reverberated through her.
In a sensual haze, she waited as he carefully replaced the instrument on the stand, the sound of the applause in the room muffled in her mind, and he walked toward her. No man should be that sexy, or talented, she mused...