DENIAL (Careless Whispers #1) by New York
Times Bestselling Author Lisa Renee Jones is on sale for 99
cents!! This is for a VERY LIMITED TIME ONLY so be sure to get it now, or
gift it to a friend who might enjoy the series!
This sale is to celebrate the SURRENDER (Careless
Whispers #3) the final book in Ella and Kayden's series is finally coming out
on Jan. 9th! Plus Lisa is running a fantastic giveaway/pre-order registration
for her readers (see below)!
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Book One - Denial - Available Now - 99 cents!
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About Denial
From
New York Times bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones, the first book in
the CARELESS WHISPERS series. This is a spin-off of the wildly
popular INSIDE OUT series that follows Ella Ferguson, Sara
McMillan's best friend. You do not have to read Inside Out to read
Careless Whispers!
Ella
Ferguson awakes alone in Italy, unsure of who she is, and a gorgeous man has
claimed her as his own. He's tall, dark, and sexy, with money and power, the
kind of man who makes a girl want to be possessed. And he does possess her,
whispering wicked wonderful promises to her, stealing her trust and her heart.
Soon though, the past finds her, yanking her from a cocoon of passion and
safety. Everything is not how it seems. The truth will shatter her world, but
it can set her free, if it doesn't destroy her first.
Book Two - Demand - Available Now
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Book Three - Surrender - January 9th
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MORE EXCITING NEWS!! Lisa wrote two very
special bonus scenes for readers who pre-order SURRENDER! The first scene
features Kayden and Ella and the second one is Chris and Sara. This scene will
cover what happens AFTER the end of SURRENDER, but the only way to get them,
plus a FREE Inside Out/Careless Whispers poster is to register your pre-order
for SURRENDER here: lisareneejones.com/giveaway
Exclusive Excerpt
His hand
slides to my back and he leans me toward the table, forcing me to catch myself
on my elbows. He holds me there, his body cradling mine, his lips a breath from
a touch. “I won’t let you fall.”
“I know,” I
say, and I do now. Beyond time and reason, I trust this man.
His mouth
brushes mine and then trails down my jaw, slowly teasing a path to my ear,
where he whispers, “I’m not going to claim to own you the way he did.” He
flattens his hands on my belly, possessiveness in the touch. “I’m just going to
make you wish I did.”
My lips
part with the erotic promise, and he is already kissing me, licking into my
mouth, his tongue a sultry, seductive promise that he can make good on his vow.
And while I do not wish anyone to own me again, I want what he offers in a way
that defies reason.
He nips my
lips and licks away the sweet ache, and somehow I feel that lick between my thighs
where I am already wet and aching. His whiskers rasp on my cheek, down my neck
to my shoulder, a wicked burn that is torment and pleasure at the same time.
Like he is. His hands settle on my waist, lingering there, teasing me with all
the places they could go, until finally he is caressing my body, up and down, a
slow, sexy, torturous exploration.
He pinches
my nipples again and he is not gentle, but I do not seem to want gentle. My sex
clenches and my knees crush his hips. His lips curve to a small, satisfied
smile that is wickedly sexy, and rawly male. He leans in and licks one of my
throbbing nipples, sending a shiver down my spine, and I arch upward, the table
biting into my elbows, but I do not care. He is sucking me, dragging deep on
the knotted peak, and pleasure tingles through my nerve endings, my sex,
forcing my legs to squeeze his hips again.
My arms
tremble with my weight and he responds without me asking, moving closer and
laying me on top of the table. My spine flattens on the hard surface and he
lingers above me. “I want more.”
“More
what?”
“Everything,”
he says, his lips nuzzling my ear as he repeats, “Everything, Ella. Can I have
it?”
The
question affects me, but not as much as the way he waits, genuinely seeking my
approval. He takes power but somehow gives it to me as well, and this is
freedom to me, safety. Things I do not think I have often felt in my life.
“Yes,” I whisper. “Yes.”
He inhales
as if my approval surprises and pleases him, as if it is a gift he relishes,
not a property he owns. And it is then that I give myself the freedom to just
let go, the muscles in my body easing in ways they hadn’t before. I do give him
everything. His mouth caresses mine and he whispers, “That’s what I wanted,” as
if he knows I’ve made that decision.
And already
his lips are traveling down my neck, tongue flicking here and there, his hand
caressing, squeezing my breast. He assaults my senses with pleasure, touching
me, kissing me, driving away my memories and enemies. His whiskers rasp my
belly, his lips pressing to the center, his tongue flickering into my navel,
and I tremble with the silent promise it will soon be where I want it to be.
His hand flattens over my sex, inches lower until he is flicking my clit, back
and forth, back and forth.
He lifts my
legs to his shoulders, spreading me wide, and I am vulnerably his, and aroused
beyond belief. He lowers his head, his breath a warm tease on my sensitive
places, and I grip the edge of the table, bracing myself for what is to come.
He laps at my nub, the barely there touch, and I am breathing hard, wishing I
could touch him, incapable of moving, and the muscles of my sex clench so
tightly it hurts.
He licks my
clit and I am both relieved and on edge in the same moment, ready for more, for
that everything he has promised me. Another lick follows. Yes, please, more, I
think, and as if he’s heard my silent plea, he gives it to me. His hands slide
beneath my backside and he lifts me to his mouth, and it is nothing shy of
sweet bliss when his mouth closes down around me. He sucks, drawing deeply on
my sensitive flesh, lapping at me, licking me again in all the right ways and
right places. I am panting and moaning, and I barely recognize the sounds as my
own. Sensations ripple through me and when his fingers slide inside me, I am
undone, tumbling into orgasm. The intensity jerks my body and I lose all time
and space. It’s escape, sweet, blissful escape, and he keeps me there, slowly
bringing me down, the licks of his tongue growing softer, slower. Until I am sated,
limp, and he pulls me back onto his lap, my head resting on his shoulder, his
hand flattening between my shoulder blades.
“Everything
or nothing,” he whispers, and this time, I do not believe he is talking about
orgasms and pleasure.
I lean back
to look at him, and the idea of what we are becoming is a sweet seduction,
threatened by the emptiness of my past. “What if everything is too much?”
He drags
two fingers down my cheek. “Sweetheart, I don’t have a ceiling. We’re going to
find out if you do.”
Enter Lisa’s Giveaway
About Lisa Renee Jones
New York Times and USA Today
bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed
INSIDE OUT series, which is now in development for a television show to be
produced by Suzanne Todd of Team Todd (Alice in Wonderland). Suzanne Todd on
the INSIDE OUT series: Lisa has created a beautiful, complicated, and
sensual world that is filled with intrigue and suspense. Sara’s character is
strong, flawed, complex, and sexy - a modern girl we all can identify with. I’m
thrilled to develop a television show that will tell Sara’s whole story - her
life, her work, her friends, and her sexuality.
In addition to the success of Lisa's INSIDE OUT series,
she has published many successful titles. The TALL, DARK AND DEADLY series and THE
SECRET LIFE OF AMY BENSEN series, both spent several months on a combination of
the New York Times and USA Today bestselling lists. Lisa is
presently working on a dark, edgy new series, Dirty Money, for St. Martin's
Press.
Prior to publishing Lisa owned
multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many times by The Austin
Business Journal and also praised by the Dallas Women's Magazine. In 1998 Lisa
was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.
Lisa loves to hear from her readers.
You can reach her at www.lisareneejones.com and she is active on Twitter and Facebook daily.
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