Release Me

Release Me
Cobblestone Press
2006

Sick and tired of relying on inept men, Sommer Daniels is taking control of her orgasms. She bought a vibrator, but she’d rather find a sexy man who can show her the ropes – properly.

Unfortunately, her computer freezes up at work before a huge deadline. Fortunately, the IT guy who comes to fix it is more than willing to help her find a few of those orgasms she’s been looking for, on her desk in her office!

They can’t seem to stay away from each other, but Ted Maxwell is keeping a secret. Will it ruin their blossoming relationship?

2006 Reviewers Choice Award Nominee

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Four Stars from ROMANTIC TIMES!

Lisa Kelly at Romantic Times Book Reviews magazine gave Release Me four stars!

Erickson’s aptly named novella grips you from page one and never lets go. It combines well-developed characters with a modern and comedic plot. This speedy and light-hearted fireside read is sure to chase away the winter blues.

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Summary: Sommer Daniels is fed up with waiting for the perfect man. She’s in the midst of a sexual liberation and is taking matters into her own hands — literally. What she doesn’t count on is fate crashing her computer the afternoon before a major deadline. Enter Ted Maxwell, the drop-dead gorgeous IT guy sent to repair her system — and the very same man Sommer had been lusting after in the elevator just days before. The sparks fly as Ted and Sommer embark on a torrid office romance that just may be the real deal.

But Ted isn’t what he appears to be. Could his secret ruin their chances for love? (Cobblestone-Press.com, dl $3.99)

Ecataromance gave Release Me four stars!

“RELEASE ME crackles with sexual tension. Sommer and Ted fairly burn up the page with their bedroom escapades. But don’t let the plentiful sex scenes deceive you. These characters have real personality and even better dialogue, and you’ll find their growing love both tender and convincing.

Keep your eye on Karen Erickson. We can expect great things from her.”

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Lena C. at Fallen Angel Reviews gave it four angels!

“Release Me by Karen Erickson is one tale so worth reading from its comedy to the sexual heat that makes Ted and Sommer so unbelievably real in this book. All Sommer wants is a guy who knows how to do it and give her that big orgasm everybody talks about. Ted is your average man trying to make a living in the business world. He falls heedlessly in love with Sommer but abides by her wishes for just a fling, which makes it harder for him to just walk away. I loved how Karen Erickson kept up the heat throughout the book yet never swayed from the story line. Great job.”

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Phillipa Ann at Romance Reviews Today said:

“If you’re looking for a hot and sexy read, RELEASE ME fits the bill.”

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Jennifer at CK2S Kwips and Kritiques gave Release Me 4 Klovers!

“Pick up a copy of Release Me, but be warned: you are likely to start fantasizing about hunky IT guys for a long time after finishing the story!”

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Marcy at JERR Gave Release Me 3/4 Stars!

“What a fun book! …I plan to read another of Ms. Erickson’s books for the fun factor.”

Sarah W Gives Release Me Four Stars!

“Karen Erickson certainly knows how to capture a reader’s attention! Talk about making the IT experience positive for once. Sommer and Ted have very intense chemistry and it makes their encounters that much more fierce and sexy. However, neither quite knows how to handle their growing feelings which makes for a nice balance. I was very impressed with the seductive writing, the quick wit of the protagonists, and the delicious intimate activities. Karen Erickson has given me a new respect for IT departments everywhere. Readers will definitely want to welcome this fresh voice to the contemporary romance genre.”

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Excerpt

He appeared in her doorway and she experienced an odd sense of deja vu. Only this time, he had her computer tucked under one muscular arm and his shirtsleeves were rolled up, revealing tanned forearms sprinkled with dark hair. Surprising, considering he was a desk jockey. The first couple of buttons of his shirt were undone, and his hair was a bit rumpled. Sexy, she thought as he walked towards her with long, purposeful strides. Very sexy.

“Here you go, Miss Daniels,” he said, setting the tower on top of her desk.

“Thank you,” she breathed, a little heady from his intoxicating nearness. He smelled good, he felt good—and he hadn’t even touched her. Yet. She bit back the urge to giggle. “Please, call me Sommer.”

“All right…Sommer.” Her name sounded wonderful passing from his lips. Her heart started to beat faster. “May I get under your desk to put this back where it belongs?”

“Of course.” She pushed away from the desk in her wheeled chair, allowing him the room to crawl beneath it. His khaki pants strained across his butt as he went down on all fours and she sat there entranced, staring at it. Admiring it. She could imagine herself touching it. She clenched her hands in her lap to restrain herself.

She sat there, her heart rate accelerating, and breathed in his scent, her ankles crossed beneath the chair, her knees apart, not even realizing she wasn’t sitting in a ladylike position in her skirt until he came up on his knees in front of her desk and looked directly between her legs—right at her crotch. She knew he could most likely see her baby blue satin panties. Her breath hitched in her throat, and she realized she couldn’t move even if she tried.

Those beautiful eyes lifted slowly, meeting hers, and the unadulterated lust she saw reflected in them made her want to spread her legs wider. “You’re all set, Miss Daniels. Oh, I mean…Sommer.”

She licked her lips, and his gaze followed the movement of her tongue. She tensed involuntarily at him watching her. Sommer had never been so aware of a man’s reaction. “Thank you—um, I never did get your name.”

Oh, she sounded tacky, but she knew he’d never told her. And she desperately wanted to know the name of the man who was about to ravish her. Hopefully.

His eyes caressed her crotch again, and then he glanced up. “My name is Ted.”

Rhymes with bed. Oh, God, she had the sudden image of grabbing him by the ends of his hair and shoving his head between her legs while she sprawled naked on her bed. She wanted to feel his lips and tongue and teeth at her very center.

“Nice to meet you, Ted,” she managed to say.