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Jenna Clarkeson and Celeste Du Pont were high school rivals, but at college fate has thrown them into a shaky alliance. Both need information on a crucial test paper and Tony Jensen, son of the department head, can supply. But Tony has a price. Party-time with him and his buddies in Tony’s Surf Shack – plus an anything-goes policy and a camera to capture it all. Will the girls run the gauntlet of these horny surfer dudes? And just what can they expect as reward?
As Jenna peered through the viewfinder, getting a fix on the helpless Celeste, Tony rejoined her and guided her nude form closer to the rapidly unfolding action. The Fairfax High Queen of the Prom 2012, framed by two scruffy yet sculpted surfer dudes, was displaying a vulnerability very far from the fashion-conscious flaunting of herself around school corridors. Her fingers were scrunching the thin material of her dress around her thighs in contained panic, as Mike and Chad closed in— rushing back her hair so they could slaver over her face and neck, massaging one large breast apiece, grinding their crotches into the generous swell of her hips.
“Okay, look into the camera,” Tony instructed, and he brought Jenna up close, so that the blond girl’s fraught face was caught perfectly through the view. “Now introduce yourself, babe.” Celeste just looked harried and confused. “Just say your name for the camera. Full name.”
“I’m – I’m Celeste,” she managed, as the two guys continued to molest her through her clothing. “Celeste DuPont.”
“And tell me a bit about yourself, Celeste. Go on, don’t be shy.”
“What? I’m – I’m a student, I’m a Sociology student …”
“Wow, Celeste, you must be pretty smart. Who are your friends here?”
Celeste had Chad’s tongue in one ear, while on the other side Mike was pinching and twisting her nipple through the fabric. “They – they – I can’t remember their names,” she panicked. “We just kinda met …”
“Wow, you get friendly real fast. What’s your program for this afternoon?”
Celeste struggled to focus, as her two brawny playmates set about tugging the straps of her dress away from her shoulders. “Well, I guess we’re gonna fool around some.”
“‘Fool around some’? Say what you mean, Celeste. What do you think these dudes have got planned for you? Say it on camera.”
Celeste was squirming both from the guys’ robust attentions and from the glowing red light on the camera, that let her know it was all being captured. The boys were letting the wet fabric of her dress cling to her boobs, while they sucked on her graceful neck and explored her stomach and thighs. She was being reduced to porn-slut status by the tawdry pre-copulative interview and two-on-one groping, but also excited, disconcertingly so. “They’re gonna fuck me,” she confided helplessly to the lens. “I guess they’re gonna fuck me real good.”
Jake Malden is a freelance journalist and writer based in London. He has been experimenting with erotica both on the page and off for some years and has a growing number of titles available. His interests, aside from the staringly obvious, are theatre, cinema, literature, fitness-training and travel (particularly back to his native Ireland). He is an enthusiast of juicing, in every possible sense.
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MY CONTROL ~ Inside Out #4.5
by Lisa Renee Jones
I have lost the man I once was, letting guilt and heartache define who I am. Darkness has controlled me, and one woman has seen what no one else has seen in me, what I do not wish to exist. My hunger for her has driven me to the edge of sanity, but no more. She’s about to find out that the Master has returned.
Title: Greetings from Sugartown (Sugartown #3)
Author: Carmen Jenner
Genre: Contemporary New Adult
Release Date: September 9, 2014
Life in Sugartown hasn’t always been easy, not for an ex-con like Elijah, and certainly not for Ana, who grew up desperate for a way out.
Meeting Elijah changed all that; Elijah changed a lot of things.
You’d think that after three years together and the worst behind them that life would be a walk in the park, but Sugartown’s sexiest couple may be about to face their biggest obstacles yet. Between failed marriage proposals, a trampy ex-lover and a tempting new biker, Sugartown is suddenly not so sweet.
They’re head-over-heels in love. It should be simple—but it rarely is.
Will they make it down the aisle to the happy ever after they deserve? Or are some relationships just destined to fail?
Intended for an 18+ audience. Contains explicit sex, violence, a crap-tonne of profanity, and naked encounters with disastrous outcomes.
Greetings from Sugartown Excerpts:
I need a drink. I need an antihistamine, but I don’t have time to go rooting around in the cupboard for that shit because Ana’s going to be home any second, and I have orgasms to deliver and a question to pop. I pull the champagne from the ice bucket and pour myself a glass, downing it in one go. I scratch, but the itch just spreads. It’s everywhere. My entire body is breaking out in this fucked up rash and … Jesus Christ, it’s like an inferno in here.
I haul my arse over to the window, throwing it wide and gulping in deep, heavy breaths of cold winter air. That’s when I hear the van’s door slam. I jack-knife from the window and hurry back to the table. I can’t stop scratching. I swear my skin is crawling with fire ants.
“Honey, I’m home,” a voice sing songs from the hall.
Fuck. That’s not Ana.
Before I have time to cover my junk, Jack and Kick are standing in my lounge room. A heartbeat passes, one in which we all just stare at each other like fuckwads, and then the laughter starts. I close my eyes, and squeeze my hands into fists to keep from ball-punching the both of them.
Kick leans towards Jack and whispers, “I think we’ll call him Jeeves.”
“Dude, when I said you could borrow my table I’d kinda pictured you doing something bad arse and kinky with it. Now I just wanna take it back.” Jack walks forward, and brushes his hands lovingly over the leather. “Don’t worry, baby, Daddy’s gonna take you home and put you to good use.”
“Don’t fucking touch it. I went through three cans of disinfectant to get that thing clean. I don’t want your herpes contaminating it again.”
“Herpes? Fuck you, cunt-burger. I’m definitely taking my table back now.”
“Speaking of herpes, what the hell is going on with your skin?” Kick says, eyeing me from head to toe. “It looks like you fucked a leper and your limbs are gonna start falling off.”
PLEASE ENSURE ALL THE FOLLOWING CRITERIA ARE MET BEFORE YOU EMBARK ON THIS JOURNEY INTO SUGARTOWN FOR YOUR OWN PERSONAL COMFORT, SAFETY, SANITY AND SATISFACTION:
- ALCOHOL ~ YOU MAY NEED STRONG AND COPIOUS AMOUNTS
- SLICE OF FAVOURITE PIE WITH EXTRA CREAM ~ SUGARTOWN AND ANA IT’S A RULE
- LUBE ~ FLAVOURED, TINGLING, WARMING, PICK YOUR POISON
- PINK RABBIT ~ NEW BATTERIES OR RECHARGEABLES RECOMMENDED
- UNINTERRUPTED ME TIME FOR DURATION OF THE BOOK
- PARTNER OF CHOICE AVAILABLE UPON COMPLETION OF BOOK ~ PLUS RABBIT AND LUBE
THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEX, VIOLENCE, A CRAP-TONNE OF PROFANITY, AND NAKED ENCOUNTERS WITH DISASTROUS OUTCOMES.
‘GREETINGS FROM SUGARTOWN’ IS LIKE ITS PREDECESSORS, A RAUNCHY RIOT OF A BOOK, HOWEVER, SHE HAS KNOCKED IT OUT THE BALL PARK WITH THIS ONE. FOR A NOVELLA IT HAS PACKED EVERYTHING INTO THE SMALL SPACE (LITERALLY AT POINTS!). EVERY EMOTION UNDER THE SUN, PANTY MELTING SEX, SO MANY FABULOUS, DIRTY, SMART-ASS ONE LINERS THAT I WAS HIGHLIGHTING ON MY KINDLE LIKE A WOMAN POSSESSED. IT’S FUNNY AS FUCK, WILL HAVE YOU SNORTING WITH LAUGHTER AT THE MOST INAPPROPRIATE MOMENTS AND PROBABLY SHOULD HAVE A “DO NOT READ IN PUBLIC” WARNING ADDED TO THE REST.
“EVERY TIME I SEE HER I WANT TO VAGINA PUNCH HER INTO INFERTILITY “
NOTE TO SELF ~ REMEMBER AND USE THE ABOVE!
THE JOY OF A CARMEN JENNER BOOK IS THAT BENEATH THE SMUT, MUCK, AND LAUGHS SHE DOES SO WELL SHE INTERWEAVES THE POIGNANT, THE SAD AND LEAVES YOU LAUGHING AND CRYING, SOMETIMES ON THE SAME BLOODY PAGE.
“You’d think that after three years together and the worst behind them that life would be a walk in the park, but Sugartown’s sexiest couple may be about to face their biggest obstacles yet.“
ELIJAH AND ANA HAVE MADE IT THROUGH RAPE AND PRISON BUT LIFE IS NEVER SIMPLE AND THEIR HEA IS NOT WITHOUT EVEN MORE HUGE MOMENTS AND DIFFICULTIES. I DETEST SPOILERS IN REVIEWS SO I’M NOT GOING TO GIVE DETAILS…..
ELIJAH FOR ME WAS OUTSTANDING AGAIN IN THIS BOOK. THE QUINTESSENTIAL BAD BOY ~ A TATTOOED BIKER, KINKY, DIRTY TALKING, YET CARING AND PROTECTIVE, DETERMINED TO BE THE MAN ANA DESERVES AND TO HAVE A LIFE FULL OF FAMILY, FUN AND FUCKING. ANA IS THE LIGHT TO HIS DARKNESS AND ALL HE WANTS.
“YOU‘RE ALL I SEE, ANA
YOU‘RE ALL I WANT TO SEE“
BUT WITH A TRAMPY EX-LOVER ON THE SCENE, ANA IS FEELING JEALOUS AND INSECURE CAUSING FRICTION (NOT THE GOOD TYPE!) BETWEEN THEM. ADD IN AN UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTER AND LIFE IS NOT ALL UNICORNS, RAINBOWS AND GLITTER.
“LOOK AT ME,” I WHISPER. HER EYES ARE SAD WHEN SHE OPENS THEM, AND I GIVE HER A SMILE TO MATCH. “I LOVE YOU. AND I‘M GONNA KEEP LOVING YOU, NO MATTER WHAT. A HANDFUL OF ARGUMENTS ISN‘T GOING TO CHANGE THAT, ANA. BUT DON‘T EVER DOUBT ME AGAIN, BECAUSE I WON‘T HESITATE TO PUT YOU OVER MY KNEE AND SPANK YOU.”
THROUGH IT ALL THOUGH, ELIJAH IS SMOKING, DIRTY KINKY HOT!
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?” SHE YELLS. “THOSE ARE TWO THOUSAND THREAD-COUNT EGYPTIAN COTTON SHEETS.”
“DO I LOOK LIKE I GIVE A FLYING FUCK ABOUT YOUR BED SHEETS? CLOSE YOUR EYES, AND LIE BACK ON THE BED. I‘M NOT GOING TO ASK YOU AGAIN.”
“KEEP YOUR PRETTY MOUTH SHUT OR I‘LL BIND THAT TOO. THE ONLY SOUND I WANT TO HEAR FROM YOUR LIPS ARE YOUR SCREAMS WHEN I MAKE YOU COME OVER AND OVER AGAIN.”
SO TO CONCLUDE ~
THE MARRIAGE PROPOSALS ~ WHAT CAN YOU SAY? ONLY IN SUGARTOWN!
HOLLY AND JACKSON ~ WELL IT’S HOLLY AND JACKSON. HYSTERICAL, INAPPROPRIATE, LARGER THAN LIFE AND FABULOUS!
SAMMY AND PEPPER ~ LOVE THEIR INTERACTIONS, NO MATTER THEIR AGE!
ELIJAH AND ANA ~ BEAUTIFUL, BROKEN, FUNNY AND SAD. SPECIAL TOGETHER.
THE MOMENT I SCREAMED NO AT MY KINDLE ~ SHE WOULDN’T, WOULD SHE??
THE EPILOGUE ~ FUCKING EPIC.
AND HAVING READ THE EPILOGUE I WANT ‘NOW LEAVING SUGARTOWN‘ NOW…… IMMEDIATELY…… SHE IS GOING TO ROCK HIS WORLD IS EVERY WAY AND I THINK THEY WILL TURN OUT TO BE MY FAVOURITE COUPLE. YOU ARE A TEASE CARMEN JENNER!!!
SUGARTOWN, I MISSED YOU AND THIS VISIT WAS EVERTHING I COULD WANT. STEAMY, SEXY, KINKY, DIRTY, SWEET, SAD, DRAMACTIC, ANGST RIDDEN AT POINTS AND ULTIMATLEY BEAUTIFUL. IT’S BEEN EMOTIONAL.
UNTIL NEXT TIME…………………………………………
Sugartown series Purchase Links
Greetings From Sugartown (Sugartown, #3)
Amazon US: http://amzn.com/B00MS7Z38W
Welcome to Sugartown (Sugartown. #1):
Amazon AUS: http://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B00GEDTWK6
Enjoy Your Stay (Sugartown, #2)
Carmen Jenner is a thirty-something, USA TODAY Best Selling Author, doctor, pilot and CIA agent.
She’s also a compulsive, flagrant prevaricator who gets to make things up for a living.
While Sugartown may not technically exist, Carmen grew up in a small Australian town just like it, and just like her characters, she always longed for something more. They didn’t have an Elijah Cade, though.
If they did, you can be sure she would have never left.
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President of the Lost Kings MC, Rochlan “Rock” North, hasn’t managed to find a woman capable of making him want to curb his wild ways. Not until he meets sweet, innocent, married, lawyer, Hope Kendall.
Forced to represent the outlaw biker, Hope is rattled by her immediate attraction to Rock. Hope is a good girl in a good marriage. Rock thrills her, but she’s not going to throw away everything she’s built on a fling with her criminal client.
Rock respects Hope enough to leave her alone, even as he realizes he’s become a little obsessed with her. When their connection endangers her life, he’ll have to destroy her in order to save her.
After tragedy strikes, Rock is determined to earn Hope’s forgiveness and convince her that, despite their staggering differences, they’re meant to be together.
Genre Erotic Biker Romance
Series Lost Kings MC #1
Expected Publication Date October 14th 2014
Walking into Crystal Ball made me incredibly self-conscious. I felt fat, frumpy and old next to the sleek, glittered-up, goddesses performing for the intimate afternoon crowd. Rock at the bar with his back to the stage, which surprised me. When our eyes met, he slid from his stool to greet me. He looked me over in a way that both pissed me off and turned my knees to jelly. Seconds of awkward silence stretched between us before he shifted back to the bar.
“Find Bricks and have him meet me in the office,” he shouted over the pulsing music.
When he turned back to me, focusing his searing gray eyes on me, I had to bite down on my lower lip to stop it from quivering. This attraction was getting ridiculous.
He held two bottles of water in one hand and motioned me toward the back of the club with the other. The uncomfortable warmth of his hand at the small of my back unnerved me as we maneuvered through the narrow hallway. We stopped at a blank door. No nameplate, or signage indicated what it was and Rock withdrew a key from his pocket. Opening the door he ushered me inside, closing it behind us.
“You’re really rocking the naughty librarian thing, Ms. Kendall.”
Of all the things I expected he might say, that never crossed my mind.
He gestured to one of the chairs in front of the large oak desk, before settling himself behind it. “Sit.”
I sat, but I wasn’t happy about it.
“This.” He gestured to my hair, then trailed his finger in the air down lower. I shivered, imagining those fingers tracing over my body in the same way. He must have noticed because one corner of his mouth quirked up in a knowing smile. “This,” he said again, “is hot.”
“You’ve got a roomful of naked women out there, but sweater cardigans and wool pants turn you on?” I winced at the words I’d chosen.
His sharp laughter echoed around us in the small room. “Yeah, doll. Though I’ll admit the turtle neck is overkill.”
About the Author
In addition to writing, Autumn runs her own business from home. A big fan of horror movies and spooky books, it wasn’t until recently she realized all the tales she writes need to include a hunky hero and a happily ever after.
When she’s not writing, she spends time listening to music, going to concerts, reading, acting, and collecting nail polish. While those things are fun, Autumn is happiest sitting in front of her computer into the wee hours of the night, weaving stories the characters in her head whisper to her.
She lives in Upstate New York with her husband and their three rescue dogs. She is actively involved with several dog rescue groups and her local RWA chapter.
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