~~~ GUEST POST BY JENNIFER JAMES~~~
I’m on Literal Hotties! Yay! I love visiting new blogs. I can lurk around; sneak through all the tabs and buttons and old posts like a creepy weirdo rooting in your underwear drawer.
Hmm…did I go too far there? *pondering*
Anyway. I happen to be a bit like Number Five from that old eighties movie with the robot. I love love love input. I can waste hours and whole days reading stuff on Wikipedia about the weirdest stuff.
Like, did you know that there are GIANT potato bugs that live under the ocean? They’re actually called isopods. Apparently they aren’t dangerous, but….eep! Look how big they are! All those legs and stuff! *shakes all over and shudders*
So, anyway, now that you’re thoroughly freaked out along with me….lol
You see, I just know that at some point there’s gonna be a giant potato bug in one of my books. It’s gonna happen. No doubt about it. I’m repulsed and yet fascinated at the same time. And when I think about those potato bugs, I start to wonder what else is down there! All kinds of giant creepers at the bottom of the ocean.
Hmm…so, if there was a hero/heroine in a book with a giant isopod as a “pet” (maybe they work at an aquarium) would you be totally freaked out and repulsed or would that be a geeky character trait that you’d eventually think was cute? I mean…they are pretty cool. Isopods can live up to four years without food. Seriously! Four years! Although, I think that’s sorta mean. You know they did some horrible experiment where they didn’t feed one just to see how long it would live. Poor thing had to watch everyone else eat while it didn’t get anything. It was probably scrabbling around a fish tank yelling “Bro! What’s the deal? Yo, I’m hungry in here! Don’t walk away homie…come on, I wasn’t yelling or nothing.’ Bro? Mr. Johnson? Please? Just a nibble? A fish head? A minnow? I’ll take anything. Cracker crumbs. A Dorito. It’s not like I’m asking for your Klondike bar!”
So anyway…that’s your weird crap for the day. Thanks for having me on. I love to hear from readers, so hit me up on FaceBook or Twitter!
She just stripped in front of an NYPD detective...
The glow-in-the-dark water at Camp Sunny Woods left Chloe Saunders with the ability to disappear from sight.
Thirteen years later, she uses her “gift” to take out criminals when she can. If she’s got to be part of a freak show, she’s going to do some good while in the buff.
And he’s enjoying studying every luscious curve…
Color blind detective Jacob Greiff smokes to weaken the overwhelming messages his nose sends him. One summer camp trip was enough for him. His priority right now is busting the vigilante leaving burglars tied up with panty hose and women’s scarves.
He thinks he’s hallucinating when he sees a petite, bare foot brunette in an enormous trench coat at his crime scenes because for the first time in years, he’s seeing someone in full color.
He’s not sure he’s buying it, but Chloe sure looks great when she’s “invisible.”
Despite his own supernatural abilities and the raging lust between them, Greiff wonders if Chloe isn’t some kind of nut who gets off on public nudity. She insists she can disappear from view when naked, that he’s the only one who can see her when she’s in the buff.
Their shared past comes to a treacherous intersection when a man shows up at Chloe’s apartment and informs them at gun point it’s time to report for duty—or else.
EXCERPT ONE (PG-13):
Chloe looked the detective over and rolled her eyes. She paused at her apartment long enough to chuck her purse inside. He followed her back to the elevator and she wished she’d put on a different outfit. One with underwear and a bra. The man was so hot most of her thoughts were consumed with taking clothes off, not keeping them on. And he kept looking down her top at her boobs. Part of her, the perverse part, wanted to yank up the tank top and flash him to see his reaction. She’d been naked loads of times in front of people, but they didn’t know she was there. It made the whole nudity thing seem mundane.
Except for where he was concerned. Every time she felt his gaze moving over her butt or breasts, hell, even the back of her neck, arousal curled in her belly and set goose bumps marching over her skin.
“So, what else do you have to get for your neighbor?”
“A pigeon and a cheesecake.” She glanced at him from beneath her eyelashes and caught him staring. He chuckled and shrugged. “You can buy the cheesecake as well, since I’m providing you with a peep show.”
“Can’t help myself.”
“Right. Look, if you keep doing that I’m going to have to insist on tit for tat.” They continued down the hallway, he with both hands shoved in his pockets, Chloe with her arms swinging freely.
“And what would that imply?” His voice dropped an octave, bringing the damned goose bumps out in force.
“Simple. I show you mine, you show me yours. Although, you’re in the red right now, since the subway incident.” The words thrilled her. She’d never had the opportunity to engage in this kind of banter. She should be on the road and headed for a new town and existence. Instead she was here, defying protocol, flirting with a hot-ass cop, and outright challenging him to a sex game.
“I disagree. If I accept your challenge, it starts now. We’d have to start over again, so technically I haven’t seen any naked body parts.” He pressed the button on the wall to call the elevator.
She glared down her nose at him and crossed her arms over her breasts. The effect didn’t work too well, since he was much taller, but she gave it her best impervious-haughty-queen bee try. His lips twitched and he stepped closer. She narrowed her eyes, fighting the jumble of excitement and nerves in her belly before taking a step of her own forward. The front of her flip flops bumped into his dress shoes.
“I think you’re trying to work the system here.” The heat of his body and the tingle of sexual arousal had brought her closer than she realized, and their chests collided.
“Maybe. I’m attracted to you.” He put his left hand on the wall next to her head. “I want to kiss you.”
“Yeah?” She ran one finger down his tie, tracing the pattern. The elevator bell chimed and the door slid open. A few steps to the right and she could be inside. The intensity in his eyes held her still.
“Yeah.” He brought his right hand out as well and stroked the exposed skin at her waist between tank top and pants with his thumb. “May I?”
EXCERPT TWO (X- RATED)
Greiff got to his feet and helped her stand. He steadied her with both hands at her waist. “Come on, honey. Hopefully things get nice and boring from here.”
“One can hope.”
They clambered back into the boat, and he lead her to the stairs to go below deck.
A wicked light lit his eyes and he licked his lower lip, his attention zeroed in on her breasts. “There’s a small shower stall and fresh water tank on this boat.”
“Well, salt water does get pretty itchy if you don’t wash it off.”
Lucky cussed and slouched down in one of the chairs. “I’m the one who got shot. I should be getting laid, not him.”
She ignored the whining and let Greiff carry her to the head.
Once inside, he stripped her clothes from her body and forced her to sit on the toilet lid. A cushy towel softened the hard surface.
“No food on board, but otherwise this place is pretty decked out.” He started the shower water and removed his destroyed suit pants.
The hard, thick length of his cock jutted out and she grasped it in one hand. She licked a circle around the head and he tensed, both hands fisted at his sides.
“Ocean water.” His voice sounded strained.
She pumped her fist up and down once, and licked him again. His nostrils flared, and he buried his fingers in her hair.
“I can smell how aroused you are. How wet.” He bent down and cradled her in his arms. “And I think I promised you something.”
She sucked in a deep breath and met him for a long, hungry kiss. They moved under the water spray, and he twined her legs around his waist, supporting her weight with one hand.
“How are you doing that?”
The water cascaded over his dark hair and into his eyes. “I got an extra dose of the Professor’s secret sauce recently. At least, that’s what Lucky thinks. It made me stronger.”
“Oh, Greiff.” Anger, sadness, and helplessness replaced some of her ardor.
“Shh, sweetheart. There ain’t nothin’ to do about it now.” He reached behind her and grabbed a bottle of floral scented shampoo. He moved and pinned her to the cold wall of the stall with his groin and one knee beneath her ass. The heat of his shaft was trapped between them. “You okay? You complained about your pelvis earlier.”
“Oh, I’m terrific.”
The blue of his eyes gleamed, and he massaged the lather into her hair, then his. With slow, exquisite care, he washed every inch of their bodies, then took the shower head down and sprayed them off. He spun around and rested his back against the wall.
“I need to soap your back.” He handed her the shower head.
Desire melted her muscles into putty. Unable to take more of his hands roving over her, but never touching her where she craved the most, she wrapped his cock in her fist and stroked it hard. She licked his chest to his neck until she reached his mouth and plunged her tongue inside.
“Give me that.” He reclaimed the shower head and positioned it so the stream struck her clit from behind.
The force of the water teased and tormented, but wasn’t enough to shove her off the precipice into orgasm. He sucked on her neck and ears, the heavy muscle of his thigh dug into her ass cheek. She wriggled and squirmed as her frustration mounted.
“That feels good.” With both forearms on his shoulders and the strength in her thighs, she hoisted herself higher and sank down again. “But you inside me would be even better.”
“Not in here.” He re-mounted the shower head in the holder over head. “You’re not healed enough if we slip and fall.”
“Jake—” His name sounded a lot like a whine, even to her, but she didn’t care.
He strode into the bedroom with the water still running and laid her down on the bed careful not to let his weight rest on her legs. With both hands, he spread her thighs wide and kissed his way from her belly button to her clit.
Jennifer James hates to talk about herself in the third person and has now started so many series books she’s wondering if she has a mental illness. A traditionally published author who recently dipped her toes into the oceans of Indie land; she’s finding the water quite nice and plans on sticking around. She loves Dirty Palmers in the summer, Spiked Cocoas in the winter, and Jack and Honey with Pepsi any time at all. Recent college grad, wife, mother, cat wrangler, and dog belly scratcher, Jenn spends a lot of time at her computer, frowning at the shenanigans of people only she can hear.
Covert Craving by Jennifer James
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Loved the premise and the characters rocked!! Really great story telling and a new concept in paranormal! It has parallels with Xmen but it is it's own story. It flowed very nicely, I never really felt the pace lag at anytime.
I was all about Chloe from the start! She is smart, sassy and sarcastic! What is there not to love? She was really independent for most of the book. She did a have a bout of needy helpless girl syndrome for a little bit that I am going to attribute to shock. She did rally and get back to her spunky sass fairly quickly. She really had me laughing out loud a few times!
Greiff was delicious! In the beginning when he first met Chloe he was jut along for the ride but when the going got tough he stepped up big time! He is just the type of Alpha guy I adore, possessive but lets his lady stand on her own.
There was loads of story here, almost too much conflict to follow. At one point I was unsure who was following them. With so many bad guys it really was tricky knowing who the goods guys are.
There were also several threads left dangling that I wanted answers for. I suppose that is to help draw you into the series and anticipate the next book. I am eager to know what happens next but hate the unanswered questions. I am very interested in what happens with Damien, Lucky and Dyson.
There were several steamy scenes!! The first time for the couple will knock your panties off!! Super sexy!!! There were a few more scenes later in the book that heated things up again!It wasn't overly sex filled because there was the whole running for their lives element. I get that, actually I respect that because I get annoyed when they stop to have sex while the bad guys are right around the corner. And when the story is especially strong I do not miss the steamy...much.
This is a new author for me but I am definitely hooked!! I need to stalk her other books as well! Can't wait to read more and see the story progress!
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