***I received a free copy of this book in exchange for an honest review***
I want to love this anthology for its best stories and its diversity, but one story in this book read so much like sexual assault that I stopped reading it. The story was also very close to the beginning of the book, which made me wary of the entire anthology very early on. I can write off every other flaw, but that one story left a foul taste in my mouth that is still bothering me, days later. Bussel's submission guidelines generally forbid non-consensual scenes. If the book is not supposed to contain non-con, why isn't there a big, fat warning over "The Wife" by Kay Jaybee? (I'm only naming names so that other readers can skip over that story if it sounds like something that will upset them-- I don't mean to shame the author! I am not strictly opposed to non-con stories, but I believe they should be clearly marked or contextualized)
I look very favorably on about half of the stories in this book, with four or five stand-out winners among those. Emerald, Sinclair Sexsmith, Dena Hankins, Valerie Alexander and Bussel herself all contribute sizzling hot, well-written stories with excellent explication, great action, engaging characters, and demonstrated a broad range of bisexual identities and desires. Others that I enjoyed but were not necessarily my particular cup of bisexual-lady tea were hot, dirty, unique, well-written, and fun to read (regardless of whether or not they tickled my fancy) with interesting concepts and a variety of people, identities, and acts. Definitely has broad appeal in that regard. Even some of the stories that I really didn't like get props for diversity and isolated chunks of great writing and great action, however short they were.
Most of the stories that I don't count as particularly good were somehow clumsy in their narratives, with scenes that were whiplash-short and/or had too much information crammed (and not given room to be illuminating or relevant to the story) in before the action. Others seemed cheap or cliche, or presented encounters and transitions that were distractingly unlikely. One or two stories read like male fantasies of bisexual women, rather than being FOR bisexual women, which was particularly disappointing. As previously stated, one story belongs in an anthology of blurry and nonexistent consent.
I'll pick this book up again, I'm sure, to re-read my favorites, and I'll definitely look out for more work by their authors. I would only recommend it to other bi/pansexual women with major disclaimers.