“I have to start by saying this is a really dirty book. But I mean that in all the best ways. It’s visceral, smart, sexy, and strangely honest.” – J.S.
“I’ve read plenty of smut and lived just as much, if not more but none compares to this book.” – Deacon
“Christ on a cupcake. I’ve read six chapters online and I’m enthralled.” – L.L.
“What a gorgeous story woven with intense and complex relationships with the best smutty sex scenes ever. Highly recommend to anyone looking for something well beyond the standard erotica” – Neets
(quotes from 5 star Amazon reviews)
Nobody has ever loved a woman the way Brent and I loved Kelly.
I met her first, and for a while, I thought that mattered. We hooked up at a party, crawled into bed a few days later, and before I knew it, that summer after college was the most messed up fuck fest of a summer I have ever had.
But love comes in different packages, and when Brent finally came back to the city everything changed in an instant. Maybe it was the first time I undressed her in front of him while our roommates watched, or maybe it was that early morning when he parted her legs as I lay next to them on the bed. Whatever it was, the three of us were thrown into a love that couldn’t be defined or controlled no matter how hard I tried.
Messy, glorious, and hot as hell, Disgusting Beautiful Immoral is a kinky thrill ride through New York City just as the millennium was ending. We did things to Kelly I didn’t know where possible, and together we forged something entirely new.
Finally, a full length romantic erotic novel about the love between two men and one incredibly lucky, brilliant, and very sexy girl.
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I hear from readers that they often devour this book in a night or two, which always brings me back to writing it. I spent two weeks furiously scribbling this down, letting my imagination and my memory intertwine into one long story which you now see as Disgusting Beautiful Immoral. I wrote in the morning, I wrote at my desk at work, and I stayed up late writing again, and it felt more like a possession than anything else. This book had to come out.