All Wrapped Up is Book Two in The List Series.
Mari and Luca continue to work through their list of sexual fantasies in All Wrapped Up, Book Two in The List Series. They've abandoned their original plan of no strings attached and, for the most part, Mari's learning to be okay with it. She definitely likes Luca's strings (and whatever else he might use to restrain her), but she's not sure she's ready to take the next step in their relationship. Luca, sweet, strong, commanding Luca, insists that it's time to move in together. Mari insists it's time to relax and enjoy what they share without complicating things.
With every moment they spend together, Luca shows Mari how good they could be together. Will Mari run away from her emotions, or does Luca have her all wrapped up?
All Wrapped Up is a novella length erotic romance and contains mature adult themes, including graphic and explicit sex.
List #1 (Fuck Music)
Paralyzer, Finger Eleven
There’s a line in this song that goes “I am imagining a dark lit place or your place or my place.” This is the place where Mari would like to keep her relationship with Luca, where it’s all just hard fucking without the emotional entanglements. Of course, there’s the nagging problem of her falling in love with him (even though she won’t admit it) and him perpetually wanting more, more, more from their relationship.
Let’s Get Loud, Jennifer Lopez
This song has a cool Latin beat with an awesome message. “Turn the music up. Let’s do it. Let’s get loud.” Yeah, that pretty much makes it a must have on any playlist for Mari.
Do You Wanna Touch, Joan Jett
Do I really need to explain this song? Joan Jett after the Runaways. It’s all about drinking and fucking. I actually linked to the version Gwenyth Paltrow recorded a couple of years ago for Glee because the video quality is better. And Gwenyth Paltrow is hot.
Turn Me On, David Guetta, feat Nicki Minaj
Nicki Minaj sings “I need your love, need your love, need your loving.” Pretty sure she’s talking about fucking. Yeah.
Slut Like You, Pink
This song is a great representation of Mari trying to claim (and maintain) her sexual power. If only it were this simple. I included it because 1. Pink fucking ROCKS! and 2. It’s a little tongue in cheek humor about their very simple, yet incredibly complicated, relationship.
Instead of calming my nerves like I'd hoped, the wine was only making me drunk. To hell with it. I poured my fourth glass for the evening and topped off Rachel's as well. No point in being drunk alone when I could be drunk with a friend. She just needed to actually start drinking.
“So, tell me how this changes things for you.” Rachel had asked that question no less than twelve times. The wording had been different each time, giving me a variation on a theme, but no actual break from the very topic that had rattled my nerves in the first place. “I mean, it does change things, right? It has to.”
“Shut up and drink your wine.” I was done with asking her nicely to switch topics. She was like a damn dog gnawing on the bone that was my relationship with Luca.
“You like him. I know you do.”
I nodded and took another drink of wine. I had passed the sipping stage two glasses ago. I more than liked him, but that didn't mean I was ready to share an address. My phone whistled to tell me I had a text message. I silenced it without looking. The odds were too high that it was Luca again. He'd been sending me sexy, sweet messages all week.
“I don't understand what the problem is.” Rachel sipped her wine and followed it with a bite of cheese. She was doing her part to savor the wine slowly, rather than jumping head first into a wine hangover like I was doing.
“Luca was supposed to be a fun distraction, not a relationship.” I tried to explain one more time. Rachel looked at me like I was brain damaged. Hell, maybe I was. We'd passed the point of a fun distraction months ago.
“Mari, it's not like you're some bitter, dried up hag whose only option is to grow old with your ten cats. Yes, you went through a divorce. Are you really going to tell me that you are incapable of having a relationship because of it? Because that is about the dumbest thing I've ever heard. Luca is a good guy. You know this. Stop freaking out.” If she'd been sitting a little closer, she totally would have jabbed me with her finger. From the opposite side of the table, all she could do was gesture emphatically. I was grateful.
“I really like the way things are between us.” Luca was fun and sexy and sweet and everything I wanted in a man. I had been terrified all that would change because we'd said out loud that we wanted to add strings. So far that hadn't happened, but that didn't mean they wouldn't change the second we signed a joint lease.
“Who wouldn't? That man is...” Rachel fanned herself and smiled with a happy, faraway look in her eyes. She was enjoying my boyfriend a little too much for my comfort. “He’s like your very own Prince Charming.”
Rachel nailed it with one dreamy comment. My relationship with Luca was straight out of an X-rated Disney movie. He was too perfect. Now. But so far we’d kept our relationship neatly contained to weekends only. What would happen when we expanded our time together to all day, every day? I wasn’t ready to give up the fantasy.
The sexual escapades continue as Mari & Lucas continue to cross all sorts of dirty deeds of their lists, while trying to figure out a way to be more than just weekend buddies. I am 100% Team Lucas and completely stand behind his decision to want to get more serious and take their relationship to the next level. If Mari doesn't take him up on the offer I'm more than willing to step up to the plate! She needs to quit hesitating and make the jump already. They have amazingly intense chemistry together and I seriously cannot wait to see what happens next!
Word of advice: You really should read Birthday Wishes before reading All Wrapped Up so you can get the complete story of Mari & Lucas and how their relationship got started and what brought them to the point they're at now.
Braxton Cole lives in the Pacific Northwest where she spends most of her time holed up in her office writing stories. When she's not writing, she can be found riding her bike, hiking the fabulous local trails, chasing her kids, or wishing that her thumb was a little more green. She has a bad habit of killing what she tries to grow, but hasn't given up hopes of one day being a successful urban farmer.
Braxton writes erotic romance because romance is the stuff that makes life great, and sex is fun. The two belong together, both in life and in fiction.
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