"Delphyne DeRouge has penned a fascinating opening to her new series. The
flavor of the time period, the Civil War, colors this world of sin and vice and the author knows her craft well. Using a startling range of emotion, from raw passion to heartbreak, she pulls the reader into Estelle's world and doesn't let go. The sensual scenes were fantastic and the pacing wonderful. I'm looking forward to the next installment of Ms. DeRouge's series with great eagerness."—Heather Peyton, The Romance Studio
"4 1/2 Roses!...Ms. DeRouge has written a fantastic short story here and I can't wait to read the future releases in this series...it's very explicit in the sexual department....it also has a "real" story behind the bedroom scenes. It held my interest throughout and the characters are very well developed. It reminds us that there was much more than a war going on during this era. I've haven't read a better story in this genre and I've read quite a few. I'll be recommending this one to any and all my friends who are looking for a short story. I don't know how many books are planned for the series but you can bet that I'll be getting them all. Good luck, Ms DeRouge, in all your future writing endeavors, you're one talented lady."—Irene Marshall, Escape To Romance
"...Filled with vivid images and colorful characters, this well-developed story of sex and love and murder and corruption will pull you into the intrigue and keep you there to the end. The relationship between Estelle and James was touching and emotional...I'm looking forward to Ms. DeRouge's next book in the series: Selia. Lacie was a fun read. I very much enjoyed the story...!"—Lue Anne Adams, All About Murder
"A fast-paced erotic romance mystery that is sure to keep you turning the pages...The erotic love scenes between James and Estelle will have you fanning yourself and they almost set the pages on fire. The mystery keeps this story from being one dimensional. This is a writer to watch for. I can't wait for the second book in this series to come out. I want to see where this duo will go with their love and their partnership in solving mysteries."—Judith Saul, The Best Reviews
"4 Roses!...A short but erotic read. Delphyne DeRouge takes her readers on an adventure full of suspense and sensuality. The relationship shown between Colonel James Goodwin and Madam Estelle is very inspiring. It shows that sometimes even a woman with a disreputable reputation can find a man that will honor and love her. The characters and the story in The Women of Maison D'Estelle are written wonderfully. This reviewer looks forward to reading The Women of Maison D'Estelle, Book II: Selia."—Joann, Love Romances
"...The first book in this intriguing series weaves an erotic story, with
blackmail and murder thrown in...If Lacie is anything to go by, the rest of this delightful series will be a well-deserved treat for readers of erotica, romance and mystery. It isn't possible to be completely satisfied until you have read this novella from start to finish. It's definitely a must read. Highly recommended."—Carrie White, eBook Reviews Weekly
"4 Stars!...The entire story is fast paced and the mystery captures
the readers interest, holding it till the end. Ms. DeRouge is a very capable writer who seems to have a fantastic knowledge of her chosen subject. She writes a very erotic story but also holds the readers in the palm of her hand through the entire book. Thanks to the mystery. I look forward to reading the next release in this series. Thank you, Ms. DeRouge, for giving us more than just the bedroom scenes."—Irene Marshall, Timeless Tales
…His fingertips traced her breast, circling her nipple until it hardened into a rosy point. Lips replaced fingertips, gently sucking.
Estelle groaned with pleasure. “James, my God. Your mouth is magic. Where did you learn to do that?”
Colonel James Goodwin raised his head until his mouth hovered over her pearly globe. He chuckled. “Honey, didn’t you know all us Bluecoats hone our skills on the battlefield?”
Her tinkling laughter joined his husky chuckle. “Somehow, I don’t think the Peninsula Campaign had anything to do with it. McClellan might be famous for getting you boys ready for war…but this is above and beyond the call of duty.”
He whispered over her breast, “Perhaps we should include it in the army training manual.” His mouth drifted down her stomach, pausing over her navel. A quick tongue lashing in that delicate spot sent Estelle writhing under him. Her nails raked his shoulders, and then his thick, prematurely gray hair as James’ tongue trailed to her pubic mound. His teeth playfully pulled the hair before he continued his descent to her inner thighs.
As his tongue stroked her slit, Estelle sank into waves of pleasure undulating from her core. Tension built, and just as she was about to climax, James moved away from her tender spot and began a slow journey down her inner thighs. His tongue skimmed her skin, barely making contact. So subtle the touch, so exciting. Estelle couldn’t hold still as James’ tongue roamed to the inside of her knee and paused at the firm muscles of her calf.
When he reached one foot and lashed her arch, she cooed in delight, her eyes closed so she could concentrate on the sensations battering her. Every nerve ending flamed with desire. Estelle had never felt so alive. And so frustrated.
Suddenly, his tongue disappeared. She groaned in disappointment and was about to open her eyes when his manhood rammed into her with the force of a cannon.
To the very core of her stomach, he filled her. Estelle’s shattering orgasm crashed through her body. Then, he disappeared again.
This time, she did open her eyes to see him poised at her vagina, grinning from ear to ear, his erection bobbing an inch away from her drenched opening.
“We soldiers also learn discipline.” James’ hoarse whisper disappeared in his panting breath.
“They teach you about torture, too? Because if your enlisted man is just going to salute me the rest of the night, I’ll go out of my mind. I have plans to capture him and hold him a long time.”
He threw back his head, his hearty laugh filling the velvet-draped room, his cock vibrating in time to his laughter. “Honey, solitary confinement in your prison sounds like heaven on earth.”
Still, he didn’t move.
Just as irritation crept through her, he looked down at her with an evil leer and said sweetly, “Patience is a virtue.” He slammed into her with greater force than she’d ever experienced.
Estelle knew she’d split in two, certain she loved every minute of it.
When they’d dissolved into sweat and spent passion, and dropped into each others’ arms, she proclaimed him the best lover in the whole damned army—Union or Confederate...