Invitation to Seduction (Open Invitation, Book 1)

Cover of Invitation to Seduction by New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Jasmine Haynes - Open Invitation, Book I

A lonely woman who’s dying for passion in her life. A seductive man who’s dying to give it to her.

Enclosed: your invitation to The Club, elegant, classy, sexy, every woman’s fantasy, every man’s desire…

Debbie Carter can’t even remember the last time a man felt passion for her. And when her best friend drags her to a bachelorette party at The Club, Debbie knows she’ll never find passion there either. Until a brief flirtation with a sexy stranger gives her far more than she bargained for, and soon she’s obsessed by the passion in his touch. Now she’ll have to choose between her safe, secure, yet intolerable existence and the man who could be the love of her life.

Stephen Knight enters The Club searching for the woman he’s already fallen in love through his online business dealings with her. Debbie is everything he’s ever dreamed of and seeing her in the flesh makes him burn with passion for her. Wanting far more from her than a few nights of seduction, can he make her believe in forever?

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What Readers Are Saying:

Great Story

The story about a woman whose husband apparently does not find her desirable any more. She has the opportunity to go to a no questions asked sex club for a bachelorette get together and she decides to go just to find out if she is still desirable to other men.Little does she know that someone… Read more “Great Story”

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I absolutely loved this book

I absolutely loved this book! I think it’s every womans fantasy to have someone fall in love not only with her body but with her mind as well, and the fact that Stephen falls in love with Debbie even before he sees what she looks like is awesome. Then to have him pursue her…well, let… Read more “I absolutely loved this book”

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This One Is Hot!!!

Read this book with an open mind. First of all Debbie the heroine goes outside of her marriage seeking the passion that she does not get from her husband. You don’t have to condone her actions but I have to give her credit for trying to save her marriage. The husband for his part was… Read more “This One Is Hot!!!”

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Hit real close to home.

Maybe because I’ve been there, it’s hard for me to say she’s a cheater. Technically yes. The author did a wonderful job of portraying the absolute loneliness one feels when they are treated indifferently. The fear of being alone is sometimes crippling. There were times I cried for both her and myself. It’s erotic yes,… Read more “Hit real close to home.”

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What a hottie!

Great book. It shows a woman in turmoil. A woman with a real body, who had real life problems. I love the fact that she was in her mid 30s, that she simply had a marriage that wasn’t working. That she talked to her husband, offered him a chance to fix it on multiple occasions.… Read more “What a hottie!”

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I Absolutely Loved It…

From the books description and other reviews you have a synopsis of the book. I absolutely loved it. When you do not want to put the book down and become involved with the characters, wanting to tell them what to do, it is well written storyline. You can not help to feel the emotions of… Read more “I Absolutely Loved It…”

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HOT steamy read with romance for GROWN women

Couldn’t put this book down, from the get go this book sucks you in with sex but I loved how there is so much honesty for a grown woman. The characters don’t look perfect, bodies not perfect, not the LARGEST penis in the world, wrinkles on the woman and silver hair for the man –… Read more “HOT steamy read with romance for GROWN women”

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Erotica at It’s Best

Five stars does not quite do justice to this book. Ten would be more suitable. I not only enjoyed the book I liked and loved the characters. The plot will keep you guessing and you will need to set aside some time to read the whole story. You will not be able to put it… Read more “Erotica at It’s Best”

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Wow. A plot that makes sense.

Well, I don’t know if there is really such a thing as sex clubs, and while it is a gimmick it does tell the story of many middle aged women who have settled. And how life can offer you more if you ask or want it.If you can believe that there can be such a… Read more “Wow. A plot that makes sense.”

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Absolutely Loved It!

I really liked this book. The storyline was great and the book was easy to follow.I loved Debbie’s character, she had been married for 15 years to a man that hadn’t touched her in years. Her husband had been having a problem sexually and didn’t want to talk to Debbie about it or see a… Read more “Absolutely Loved It!”

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This excerpt contains sexual material

Invitation to Seduction
© 2012 Jasmine Haynes

“It’s a veritable mansion.” Virginia, seated in the backseat, rolled down her window. For the outing, she’d worn a peach silk suit, the skirt covering her to her knees. Next to Stacy, and Debbie in her sexy borrowed skirt and blouse, Virginia looked like a maiden aunt. Yet this place had been her choice, though Debbie thought The Sex Club was way out of character for Virginia.

Set amid a grove of eucalyptus at the end of a long, sloping drive, with the moon providing the only illumination, the house looked like something out of a Vincent Price movie. A hulking behemoth over three stories high, with dormer windows at presumably the attic level. No lights filled any of the windows. No valet parking attendants swarmed about the wide stone porch. Not a single living soul moved; not even a curtain flickered.

“It’s so quiet,” Virginia said, “it’s almost creepy.”

Stacy huffed. “It’s private. And exclusive. What did you expect, floodlights and a marching band?”

Debbie didn’t find the mansion creepy. Excitement rippled through her at the sight of it. The Sex Club’s mystery made her blood pump faster and her nipples harden. Moisture gathered between her thighs. The darkness beckoned, promised seduction, secrecy, and fantasy fulfillment. Just fantasy, she didn’t have to do anything. Observe, pretend for a little while. Jaywalk over to the wild side for a night. The clingy black top and skirt Stacy had loaned her, the high heels and stockings with garter belt, even the truly outrageous shade of vermillion Stacy had painted on her nails, all fit her blossoming mood. She’d walked out of her home with the promise to herself that something spectacular was going to happen. Something that would make her feel alive. This was a night for magic and a house that invited it.

Some gorgeous man was going to seduce her with nothing more than a look. Of course, she wouldn’t act on it, but she would believe, for one night, that she was gorgeous, sexy, and desirable. She wanted to add to her store of fantasies that could be put to good use when she was going mad for an orgasm.

Stacy maneuvered the car into the parking garage—which turned out to be under the house—pulled into a spot, and turned off the engine. Porsches, Jags, and BMWs dominated in the underground lot. Sex appeared to be for the rich, at least here.

“Virginia, the invitations, please.” Stacy waggled her fingers, her French manicure gleaming in the shaft of overhead light falling through the windshield.

Virginia pulled the stack of cream-colored envelopes from her purse. Stacy took them with a flourish. “Now, ladies, here are the rules. It’s invitation only the first time. After that, women are allowed in without it. Or sometimes a woman might be sent an invitation by a very special someone.” She arched a brow and smiled, which made Debbie think Stacy’d been honored with a special invite at one time or another.

“But men,” Stacy went on, “must always have an invitation or they don’t get in. That excludes horn-dog frat boys who don’t know a clitoris from a hole in the wall and aren’t willing to spend the time to learn. We don’t use real names. We do use condoms. They have bowls of them all over the place. Like candy dishes. We say no to whatever we don’t want, and we say yes to whatever we do. If somebody bugs you, you tell an attendant, and the offending party bites the dust. Got it?”

With all the talk about clitorises and condoms, Debbie glanced back at Virginia. She was getting married tomorrow in Las Vegas. Was she out simply for a night of titillation before settling down? Or did she plan on something more? Titillation, Debbie decided, or Virginia would have chosen a more provocative outfit than the peach suit.

Stacy flipped through the gold-labeled envelopes in her lap. “This one’s mine. Serena.” She put a hand to her sequined chest. “I look like a Serena, don’t you think?” Serena could do anything she wanted, she had that kind of feminine power.

She handed the second invitation to Virginia. “Regina.”

Virginia wrinkled her nose. “I was going to say something about that earlier. It reminds me a little of vagina.”

Stacy smiled. “Depends on how you say it when you introduce yourself, darling.” Then she got to the last envelope.

Debbie held her breath.


Debbie held the invitation lightly in her fingers, the name embossed in gold. Desiree. Desire. “I like it,” she whispered. “So this is the name we give if anyone asks?”

Stacy gave her the once-over. “Everyone’s going to ask. No real names, remember.”

Debbie traced the raised lettering. “This place must cost a fortune to get into. You haven’t asked for any money.”

“The first time, you’re a guest.” Stacy held her gaze.

“The first time?”

“Almost everyone comes back.”

Debbie felt the challenge in the statement. For a moment, she got the distinct impression that Stacy knew her entire marital history, even the months and years between lovemaking. She’d given herself away somehow, though she couldn’t remember even hinting at her problem.

Stacy turned in her seat. “We can stick together or we split off. But we’ll meet back in the lobby at midnight.” She checked her thin gold watch. “That gives us three hours.”

Virginia just smiled, a secretive smile Debbie could swear she’d never seen before.

Stacy yanked on her door handle. “Well, ladies, let’s see where the night leads us.”

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The Open Invitation series…

  • Open Invitation Books 1 – 3
  • Invitation to Passion (Open Invitation, Book 3)
  • Invitation to Pleasure (Open Invitation, Book 2)
  • Invitation to Seduction (Open Invitation, Book 1)