Read what the reviewers are saying...
"Smokin’, 4 Stars!...Looking for an author that isn’t afraid to push the envelope in erotic romance? Then take a stroll down the latest literary lane and you’ll find the blazing talent of Kelli A. Wilkins who has gifted us with her take on a secret summer ball that opens the eyes of two unsure newlyweds. This is a story that unknowingly draws you in. Subtle teases and heated scenes ebb and flow around the central characters and before you know it...you're eagerly turning the pages to see what sexual situations unfold...You won’t be disappointed with this piece – you’ll be curious, become titillated, and leave aroused.”--Natalie, EroticRomanceWriters.com
"...For those of you who delight in the erotic romances, A Midsummer Night's Delights...is a book you won’t want to miss. Kelli A Wilkins is an author who brings a huge amount of joyful imagination to her writing, an equal part of enthusiasm, and a lot of talent as well. Her love for her characters shines through in her words, their plights so wonderfully explained, and the resolution of the problems so innovative and erotic. A Midsummer Night's Delights is no exception...A must buy for Kelli Wilkins fans everywhere, as well as those who enjoy a truly excellent erotic romance."--Rose, RomanceatHeart.com
"4.5 Blue Ribbons!...What a romp!...A delight in itself!...Endearing characters with a real problem and a rather thrilling, fun answer. Good writing and lots of action make this a book to recommend!"--Kris Jones, Romance Junkies
"4 Angels!...Kelli A. Wilkins sure can turn up the heat...The story wound up being hot, hot, hot at the end...A solid 4 angels for me!"--April, Fallen Angel Reviews
"...This novella...has a lot of charm. The sex scenes are varied and as enticing for the reader as for the participants. Eventually, all the characters become good friends who are always ready for good sex. It would be hard to imagine a happier ending."--Lizardlez, Rainbow Reviews
"...Takes you on a scorching-hot journey of a young couple learning about each other, their wants, needs, and desires. A Midsummer Night's Delights is definitely not for the faint of heart...Ms. Wilkins pens a deliciously wicked tale that is fresh, fun, and wholly delightful."--Shayna, Joyfully Reviewed
"5 Lips!...A lusty tale...I fell in love with the four main characters and would love to know Vincent and Sabrina’s back story. Hint! Hint!"--Sheila, Two Lips Reviews
Read a short excerpt...
...Julian pressed his eyelids shut. His heart hammered so fast it felt like it would burst. His penis ached and pulsed, burning with a raging need. He slipped his hand into his breeches and stroked himself. Vincent’s words swirled through his mind. Could he, should he, go into the bedchamber and take part in this wild sexual game?
Lord knew he wanted to. His body was ready…but the thought of taking charge and mounting Annabelle in front of another couple scared him. What if they mocked him or told someone what he’d done?
And how had Annabelle been convinced to do these things with another woman? Until today, she’d seemed so proper and innocent. Had she been waiting for him to unleash this lustful side of her?
He opened his eyes and glanced at the wall separating the two bedrooms. Everything was quiet in the other room. Annabelle wasn’t making whimpering sounds anymore. What was going on in there?
He peeked in and saw Vincent kneeling on the foot of the bed, naked. Sabrina was on her hands and knees, sucking his rod. Her long black hair was draped over her far shoulder, allowing him a view of her large breasts. Vincent groaned and looked toward the peephole. He winked and gestured for him to come join them.
Where was Annabelle?
He moved to the right and saw her lying near the head of the bed, her hands working the phallus between her parted legs. He bit his bottom lip and turned away. Is this what he’d become? Some kind of twisted pervert who lurked in rooms and watched people screw, too afraid to take action?
No. Watching might arouse him, and self-manipulation might ease his discomfort, but his need wouldn’t be sated until he screwed someone.
The dam broke. He bolted out of the room and headed down the corridor. Vincent’s clothes were lying on the carpet in front of a closed door. Without hesitating, he rushed inside.
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Annabelle rocked faster on the bed. Now that Sabrina was busy with Vincent, she could control the speed of the phallus inside her. If she bent her legs higher, it would slide in deeper.
She heard a noise at the door and opened her eyes. Julian! Her hand froze in mid-stroke. Where had he come from? His blond hair was tousled and his cheeks were flushed, almost as if he’d been running.
What should she say? How could she explain this? He’d certainly be angry with her!
“Take that thing out of you,” he said, stepping next to the bed. “I’ve got what you need right here.”
Her eyes widened as he unfastened his breeches and freed his cock. The bright sunlight illuminated the deep purple veins running through his pink meat. She’d never seen it hard before, but it looked delicious.
Julian kicked off his boots and stripped out of his breeches. “Get ready for me, wife.”
She eased the dildo out of her and tossed it on the bed. It made a nice toy, but right now, Julian’s cock was what she wanted. This lust-filled, forceful side of him was a welcome change. The lovemaking oil still worked its magic inside her, and she needed to be filled...