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Damned Sinner by Jami Denise
(The Jayne
Series), Book Three,
can be read as a
stand-alone
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Woo-hoo!! It's release day for Damned Sinner by my dear friend Jami Denise. Book Three of her Jayne Series, but can be read as a stand alone. Buy it right now, ladies, or at the very least, get it on your TBR shelf.
Here are the links:
Amazon: http://amzn.to/lyIEBv6
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/1s5MfgV
Here's the blurb:
Vince
Donovan has lost a lot in his life. He has lived life under a code of greed,
lies and crime - never allowing anyone to get too close. After losing the
empire he fought to build at the hands of a psychotic man in pursuit of
revenge, Vince vows to rebuild what he once had. Along with his once protege
and now partner, Jayne King, he sets out to create an empire that is based on
beautiful women, sex and sin.
Kelsey
Franklin is young, beautiful, sexy and should be forbidden. Kelsey is also the
one woman that Vince has vowed never to have and yet is the one woman he wants
and needs.
When love
happens in the unlikeliest of circumstances Vince must ask himself - Is love
fit for the damned and the sinner?
Here's an excerpt:
Her lips were glossy and
covered with a thick sheen of red. I stared at her mouth while dragging a
finger across them and let the paint follow a path down her chin, over her
neck, and down her chest. The stain coated the light fabric of the white
dress—spoiling it, just like I was spoiling her.
“You can see right through
this,” I said roughly and dragged a finger underneath the neckline of the dress. Your little pink nipples are pushing
right through it—aching and ready for someone to bite them.”
I let my teeth snap in her
ear and then sucked the soft skin into my mouth. “A man like me sees a woman in
a dress like this, and that’s what he wants. To touch the nipples you so
willingly show off, to bite, pull, tug, and suck
on them. He wants to pull those sweet little tits into his mouth, let his
tongue run over them until your nipples are so hard they hurt.”
She was shaking, but I
wasn’t going to stop there. As if to show her exactly what I was talking about,
I moved the palm of my hand over her shoulder and down to her chest. I cupped
one of her ripe tits in my hand, squeezing softly at first, and then wrapped my
fist around it tightly and pulled.
She whimpered, and her
knees shook. I was testing her, and so far she failed. As badly as she thought
she wanted what I had to give, she had no fucking clue what it meant. She
wasn’t ready.
I released her from my
grasp and ran my hand over her clavicle, smearing the rotten red mess all over
her chest and the top of the dress before moving it down over her belly.
“I could see the valley
between your legs when you walked down the hallway,” I growled in her ear. “I
could see your little pussy, the sweet V where I’d sink my cock. All I could
think about was your long, skinny legs wrapped around my back while I fucked
you right there in the hallway.”
She whined. “Please, oh
God.” She grabbed the collar of my shirt and tried to pull me closer. “Fuck me,
Vince.”
My cock jumped in reply,
but I ignored her and went on with my ministrations. I reached the hem of her
skirt, and with a swift rip, I yanked it up over her hip. There wasn’t much of
it there in the first place, so it was no big task. That pissed me off even
more. There were maybe three inches of lift and I could see her pussy.
Rubbing my coarse finger
over her soft, silky mound, I stood back and watched her face. I was testing
her, but I wasn’t going to push her. If she showed an ounce of regret, I was
done. But I had to see where she stood once and for all.
Her eyes fluttered open as
if she could read my thoughts. They were as wide as a newborn chick, scared and
astonished, but surprised and exhilarated.
But definitely not ready to
leave the nest.
I gave her pussy one more
swipe of my finger and then a light slap. The shock showed clear in her eyes,
and her mouth fell slack with pleasure. I could feel that she was into it,
slick and warm and malleable in my hands.
“That’s right, baby,” I
said gruffly. “I want to tear this pussy up.
I want to make this pussy cry. You have no idea what I want to do to you, and
if you don’t stop teasing me, you’re bound to find out.”
She bucked her hips
stubbornly, and I narrowed my eyes. Folding my fingers, I gave her clit a hard
flick with enough force to knock a dog on its ass.
“You’re not ready for
this—or me,” I said, lowering my voice. “I want to defile you in so many ways,
but that’s not what you want.”
“Yes,” she said. Her voice
shook, and I could feel her heavy heartbeat through her dress.
“I care about what happens
to you, Kelsey,” I said as evenly as I could. “That’s why I took you home—where
you belonged. If you think walking around in Jayne’s clothes will do you any
good, you’re completely wrong. What I want to do with your body is the same
thing every other man out there wants. The only difference is, they won’t
stop.”
“Don’t stop,” she said
weakly, tears sprouting from her eyes. “I can handle anything from you. I love
you, and you damn well know it.”
She dropped to her knees
abruptly and raised her hands to undo my fly. I had a brief moment of euphoria.
This was a regular fantasy of mine to have her on her knees with her mouth on
me. It was too fresh and way too
clear for me to think straight.
I jerked her up by her
shoulders and pinned her back against the wall. “Stop!”
She snarled and fought
against my hold on her. “If you don’t want me, why do you care if someone else
does?”
I slammed her lightly
against the door and leaned forward again so we were eye to eye. “I do want
you—that’s not the problem. I want to fuck
you. There’s a difference.”
Here's the Jayne Series reading order:
See Jayne Play (The Jayne Series, Book
One)
ONLY $0.99
Queen of Hearts (The Jayne Series, Book
Two)
Damned Sinner (The Jayne Series, Book
Three)
And last but not least, here's the author:
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| Jami Denise |
Jami Denise is a romance writer from Southern California.
While she waits for the next felon to come along and sweep her off her feet,
she writes about swoony bad boys and sassy gals that make them squirm. She also
loves cats, cars, cupcake flavored lip balm, and cherry limeade.
