About SAY MY NAME
New York Times bestselling author J. Kenner kicks off a smoking hot, emotionally compelling new trilogy that returns to the world of her beloved Stark novels: Release Me, Claim Me, and Complete Me. Say My Name features Jackson Steele, a strong-willed man who goes after what he wants, and Sylvia Brooks, a disciplined woman who’s hard to get—and exactly who Jackson needs.
I never let anyone get too close—but he’s the only man who’s ever made me feel alive.
Meeting Jackson Steele was a shock to my senses. Confident and commanding, he could take charge of any room . . . or any woman. And Jackson wanted me. The mere sight of him took my breath away, and his touch made me break all my rules.
Our bond was immediate, our passion untamed. I wanted to surrender completely to his kiss, but I couldn’t risk his knowing the truth about my past. Yet Jackson carried secrets too, and in our desire we found our escape, pushing our boundaries as far as they could go.
Learning to trust is never easy. In my mind, I knew I should run. But in my heart, I never felt a fire this strong—and it could either save me or scorch me forever.
Say My Name is intended for mature audiences.
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Excerpt
“You really think you can come back after all this time
and bat your lashes and have me fall backward over myself to help you out?”
“It’s not like that. I—”
“And for him—for Damien Stark? We’re done,
princess,” he says, lifting a finger toward my face. “You told me to
leave, sweetheart. And five years later you fall back into my life. And pretty
goddamn dramatically, too.”
I lick my lips. “It’s just business.”
“The hell it is.” I hear the sharp edge of emotion in his
voice, as dangerous as a well-honed blade. The fight is obvious on his face, as
well, and I press back against the car, wishing I could disappear through the
metal. He’s fire and fury, and I have no idea what he is going to do. All I
know is that all that passion is directed toward me, and that no matter what
happens, I won’t leave this parking lot unscathed.
I see it in his eyes first—a quick flash of wildness
before his hand lashes out and his palm slams hard against the Lexus. Then he
pulls me close, and I don’t even have time to think before his mouth closes
over mine.
The kiss is violent. Wild and desperate. And when I gasp,
he takes advantage, thrusting his tongue into my mouth as one hand holds my
head and the other slides up my chest to cup my breast. He deepens the kiss,
claiming me with such intensity that I know I would not be standing were it not
for his hands upon me.
About J. Kenner
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