Benjamin Pepperwhistle has one overriding desire: to handle the glorious machinery that is a gun. So when he decides to run away to join the circus, it’s only natural that he should seek out the legendary pistoleer, Cole Beauchamp, and beg to be his assistant. Life in the circus has definite ups and downs, but as Benjamin settles in to his role, he finds that some perks are even better than he’d anticipated
Benjamin has an obsession, one that drives him to sneak into the circus, and it is rather unique.
Cole, dark, commanding and aloof. Backed into a corner he takes Benjamin on as an assistant.
They share a secret.
Erotic gunplay. This pegs the meters as far as gun as a sexual element that involves no torture or dubious consent. This is the use of a gun as an aphrodisiac, ritual fetish, and sexual pleasure. Honestly, I’ve seen gunplay before, but there’s always been a element of dubious consent. Here, the gun is adored and cherished in every aspect.
Cole retains some mystery as the story is told exclusively from Benjamin’s viewpoint. There are insights learned, but by remaining aloof he adds to the seductive element. In fact, Benjamin’s history is vague and he too is really only known from these moments in time. While I loved the active scenes between Cole and Benjamin, I am not a fan of dreaming or daydreaming fantasies. I found them a bit repetitive, and what is interesting the first time starts to drag by the third. When there’s more sex that happens in the mind than reality, I tend to be less enamored.
Overall, this is a unique read that charmed me.
He could have missed this; he could have lived all his life never knowing what Cole’s mouth tasted like: black powder and honey.