I am thrilled to be featuring author Lisa Renee Jones The Contract today! :) It is one of the Inside Out Novellas and the second volume of Rebecca’s Lost Journals!
Rebecca’s Lost Journals
Volume 2: The
Contract
Inside Out Novellas #2
Inside Out Novellas #2
by Lisa Renee
Jones
Genre: Romance, Erotic
Publisher: Simon and
Schuster
Date
of Publication: February 18th 2013
ISBN: 9781476737959
Word
Count: 10k
Book Description:
In the second sultry e-short of excerpts from Rebecca’s Lost Journals, Rebecca is faced with a contract to be a submissive that she doesn’t want to sign—and her would-be Master has unusual methods of convincing her…
Dangerous.
For months I’ve had dreams and
nightmares about how perfectly he personifies the word. Sleep-laden, alternate
realities where I can vividly smell his musky male scent, feel his hard body
against mine. Taste the sweet and sensuous flavor of him-–like milk chocolate
with its silky demand that I indulge in one more bite. And another. So good I’d
forgotten there’s a price for overindulgence. And there is a price. There is always a
price. I was reminded of this life lesson on Saturday night. And I know now, no
matter what he says, no matter what he does, I cannot--will not--see him again.
It started out as any other
erotic adventure with him. Unpredictable. Exciting. I barely remember where it
all went wrong. How it took such a dark turn.
He’d ordered me to undress and
sit on the mattress, against the headboard, my legs spread wide for his
viewing. Naked before him, open to him, I was vulnerable and quivering with
need. Never in my life had I taken orders from a man; most certainly I had
never thought I would quiver with anything. But I did for him.
If Saturday night proved
anything, it was that once I was with him, under his spell, he could demand
anything of me, and I’d comply. He could push me to the edge, to unbelievable places
I’d never thought I would go. Exactly why I can’t see him again. He makes me
feel possessed, and what is so disconcerting about this feeling is that I like
it. I can hardly wrap my mind around allowing such a thing, though I burn for
it. But when I saw him standing at the end of the bed Saturday night, all broad
and thick with sinewy muscle, his cock jutting forward, there was nothing but
that need.
He was magnificent. Really,
truly the most gorgeous man I’ve ever known. Instant lust exploded inside me. I
wanted to feel him close to me, to feel him touch me. To touch him. But I know
now not to touch him without his permission. And I know not to beg him to let
me.
I’ve learned my lesson from past
encounters. He enjoys the vulnerability of a plea far too much. Enjoys
withholding his pleasures, until I am nearly quaking with the burn of my body.
Until I am liquid heat and tears. He likes that power over me. He likes full
control. I should hate him. Sometimes, I think I love him.
It was the blindfold that should
have warned me I was headed toward a place of no return. Thinking back, I
believe it did. He tossed it on the bed, a dare, and instantly a shiver chased
a path up and down my spine. The idea of not being able to see what was
happening to me should have aroused me-–it did arouse me. But for reasons I
didn’t understand at the time, it also frightened me. I was scared and I
hesitated.
This did not please him. He told
me so, in that deep, rich, baritone voice that makes me quiver uncontrollably.
The need to please him had been so compelling. I put on the blindfold.
I was rewarded by the shift of
the mattress. He was coming to me. Soon, I knew I would come, too. His hands
slid possessively up my calves, over my thighs. And damn him, stopped just before
my place of need.
What
came next was a shadowy whirlwind of sensation. He pulled me onto my back, flat
against the mattress. I knew satisfaction was seconds away. Soon he would enter
me. Soon I would have what I needed. But to my distress, he moved away.
It was then that I was sure I’d
heard the click of a lock. It jolted me to a sitting position, and I called out
his name, fearful he was leaving. Certain that I’d done something wrong. Then
relieved when his hand flattened on my stomach. I’d imagined the sound of the
lock. I must have. But I couldn’t shake the subtle shift in the air then, the
raw lust and menace consuming the room that didn’t feel like him. It was a thought easily forgotten
when he settled heavy between my thighs, his strong hands lifting my arms over
my head, his breath warm on my neck--his body heavy, perfect.
Somehow, a silk tie wrapped
around my wrists and my arms were tied to the bed frame. It never occurred to
me that he could not have done this on his own. That he was on top of me,
unable to manipulate my arms. But then, he was manipulating my body, my mind,
and I was his willing victim.
He lifted his body from mine,
and I whimpered, unable to reach for him. Again silence. And the whisk of
fabric. More strange sounds. Long seconds ticked by, and I remember the chill
that snaked across my skin. The feeling of dread that had balled in my stomach.
And then, the moment I know I
will die remembering. The moment when the steel of a blade touched my lips. The
moment that he promised there was pleasure in pain. The moment when the blade
traveled along my skin with the proof he would be true to his words. And I knew
then that I had been wrong. He was not dangerous. Nor was he chocolate. He was
lethal, a drug, and I feared…
Bestselling author Lisa
Renée Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT TRILOGY which will debut internationally across
many countries in 2013. Booklist says that Jones’ suspense truly sizzles with
an energy similar to FBI tales with a paranormal twist by Julie Garwood or
Suzanne Brockmann. Alpha, military, and paranormal romance readers will want
Jones’ entire series. (About the Zodius Series — Storm that is Sterling
In 2003, award winning
author Lisa Renée Jones sold her Austin , Texas
Her debuts with Blaze
and Nocturne hit Bookscan’s Top 100 list and her Blaze Hot Zone trilogy made a
showing on the list in 2011 also.
At the end of the tour 23 winners will be chosen (one for each tour stop) to receive a swag pack
This just builds my anticipation for "Being You"
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