It’s Raining Men

So…I had a release on Monday and Mari Carr and I had a mini blog hop on Monday and Tuesday. Today we are having a party on our group Heat Wave. We’ll announce the winner of the hop there–as well as on my blog.

Here is the info on my newest release.

Book two in the Dark Encounters Series

Two is better than one…

Kameron Fitzgerald needed one thing—well, make that two. And their names happen to be Theodore and Beck.

Can Kameron have his cake and eat it too? He’s willing to find out on a hot night at Dark Encounters. He wants it all, but will he just be a filler in the bear sandwich for one night only?

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EXCERPT:

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Copyright © Jambrea Jo Jones, 2012
All Rights Reserved, Total-E-Ntwined Limited, T/A Total-E-Bound.
Excerpt From: Feel Me

I wanted—more. Was that so bad? I wanted to be fucked hard by two hot men filling me so full I ached with the urge to come. I didn’t care if I had a cock in the ass and a cock in the mouth. But what I really wanted? Two dicks inside me at once. Filling me and stretching my hole to its limits. To be owned and loved. Did I forget the love? Yeah, it was hard to find guys who wanted to be in a committed ménage. But I needed to feel the touch of more than one man surrounding me. Protecting me. Making me theirs. They had to be out there.I’d heard about this club, Dark Encounters, from a friend. She’d started bartending there and had seen some wild shit. It was a BDSM club and I wasn’t really into all that kinky stuff, but where else would I find a couple of guys who might be willing to let me join them? It wasn’t like a regular club would have as many open-minded people to choose from, or they’d only have guys who wanted to play. That wasn’t what I was about. Sally had her eyes on a pair for me. She said they’d come in a couple of times a week and pick up a guy to share, usually not the same one each time, but those guys weren’t me, right?

It could be my chance and I was going to take it.

Sally was working tonight and my membership had just been approved. I put on my tight leather pants and white sleeveless tee. It was short, baring my stomach, and it stretched across my body until even my nipple rings could be seen through the fabric. I spiked up my short red hair and took one last look at my face. I added some eyeliner to bring out my dark blue eyes and even added a dash of gloss to my lips. Nothing I could do about the spattering of freckles across my nose. Sally said they made me look cute. And I wasn’t enough into makeup to try to cover them.

I looked hot. Man bait if there ever was any. And tonight was my night. I could feel it.

Condoms? Check. Lube? Check. Wallet? Check. I was good to go. I grabbed my keys and headed out of the door. When I arrived, Sally was already hard at work and music was playing quietly in the background. I guessed that was so people could talk. She had a line going so I pulled up to the bar and waited until she was finished.

The club was nice. Better than I expected. High class even. I thought for sure it would be dripping with all that dungeon shit you hear about. Shows what I know. There were tables set up around the room and nothing real kinky was going on in the bar area. At least not that I could see. It might’ve been a little early. The light was low, but it wasn’t terribly dark, which was good. I wanted to see these men for myself and hoped they really were my type.

2 Responses to “It’s Raining Men”

  1. Whoo! Smokin’ hot!
    I am intrigued by the premise. Plus I almost did a spit take at the line “will he just be a filler in the bear sandwich for one night only?” Awesome.

  2. Nice Jambrea!
    Z

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