****** For our Monday pick me up and rock my world, we have author Jenna Galicki! I have been seeing alot of her in the circles that rockstar romance authors hang out in and she has a really magnetic personality. I am looking forward to getting to know her better as she takes over the facebook page today – http://www.facebook.com/backstagebookreviews – and her books are very high on my TBR. Welcome Jenna! ******
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The beat goes on and so does the love, sex, and troubles
Jessi let the warm water from the shower spray onto her face. She was happy. Tommy was happy. Angel was happy. Their much needed talk at the breakfast table set some ground rules. Angel was open to communication and encouraged it. It gave her comfort.
After she showered, she meandered back to the bedroom, as she towel dried her hair. Tommy and Angel were already naked and in each other’s arms on top of the unmade bed.
“What took you so long?” Tommy asked, before returning his lips to Angel’s neck.
Jessi didn’t answer. She wanted to watch. She leaned against the doorway and folded her arms. She watched Tommy kiss Angel with an urgency that she never saw before, and the love that Angel had for Tommy was never clearer to the naked eye than it was right now. She knew they were in love. It didn’t scare her as much as she thought it would. The confidence she had in their marriage overshadowed her fears and doubts.
Her thoughts were pushed aside by the sound of Tommy moaning and breathing heavily. Angel was stroking Tommy and sucking on his nipples. Jessi let the towel around her body drop to the floor and crawled into bed, on the other side of Tommy. She glided her hand up his back and kissed his shoulder. He immediately turned onto his back, so that he could share himself equally between her and Angel, and he kissed her. Her mouth moved to his chest, and she could feel his heart gently beating underneath her lips. She kissed her way down his torso and her tongue crawled across his skin. It accidentally collided with Angel’s mouth. They both looked up in surprise and shared a smile.
She wasn’t sure what Angel was thinking, but she wanted to kiss him. Fear of rejection made her hesitate, but it was unwarranted. Angel grabbed her by the back of the neck and firmly planted his mouth on hers. His tongue invaded her mouth and bathed its circumference. She was spellbound by the intensity of his kiss. She couldn’t think about anything else except Angel’s warm, authoritative tongue inside her mouth, and she immediately felt warmth and wetness between her legs. Now she understood why Tommy had that dreamy look on his face whenever Angel kissed him.
Angel withdrew his tongue, but she wanted more and placed a long kiss on his lips, hoping for another visit from his magical tongue. But he just smiled at her, and then moved his mouth back down to Tommy’s belly.
Tommy pulled her up and kissed her. It was like night and day. Angel’s kiss was forceful and commanding. Tommy’s was slow and soft. She loved the tenderness in which he slowly moved his tongue in gentle, purposeful circles around her mouth, but she found herself still reminiscing over the kiss she just shared with Angel.
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Jessi put the last finishing touches on her sketch and put it down for the night. She had two gorgeous men in the next room who were probably sucking each other off right now. Her footsteps quickened into a little trot across the room in anticipation of watching Tommy and Angel together, but when she got to the bedroom they weren’t in bed. They were naked, erections flying high and rifling through a suitcase. “What are you doing?”
They turned toward her at the same time. Each held something in their hands. Angel had a small flogger. Tommy had a purple sash.
Tommy snapped the sash in his hands. “We’ve been thinking. It wasn’t very nice of you to leave us in the middle of the tour and not explain why you resigned.”
Angel twirled the ends of the whip so they danced in the air. “Yes. You’re a bad girl and bad girls get punished.”
Her mouth widened into a nervous smile. “You’re not hitting me with that thing, Angel.”
“Oh, yes I am.”
Tommy was twisting the ends of the sash around each fist and pulling it tighter.
They slowly walked toward her wearing matching sinister grins.
She took a step back. They couldn’t be serious.
Tommy held up the sash. “It’ll hurt less if you cooperate.”
He lassoed her around the neck and pulled her to him. She held her breath, braced one hand against his chest and tugged at the sash.
“Stop fighting and take your clothes off.”
“You heard me.”
“Stop stalling,” Angel warned. “It’s better if you listen to him. He’ll be less . . . angry.”
Nervous laughter trickled from her throat at this new game. Tommy was always bossy in the bedroom, but with Angel, not with her.
Tommy raised his brow, impatiently waiting for her to discard her clothing.
She contemplated the game at hand, still unsure whether or not to continue. It had been a life-changing month. Why the hell not?
She slipped her top over her head, discarded her bra and wiggled out of her jeans. She stood with her shoulders back and projected her breasts outward. “Do you like what you see?”
Tommy gazed at them and puckered his lips, but he didn’t attempt to taste them.
She cupped both breasts in her hands and pushed them upward to entice him. When he still made no attempt to touch her, she placed his hand on her breast.
Angel was quick to swipe it away with the handle of the whip. “She’s trying to weaken you.”
Something changed behind Tommy’s eyes and they hardened. “Is that what you were trying to do?”
She stammered for an answer. She didn’t know how to play this game.
“Get on the bed.”
She didn’t hesitate and waited on her knees in the middle of the fluffy king-sized bed. Her heart was beating faster, full of nervous anticipation.
Tommy crawled in front of her while Angel came up behind her and tied the sash around her eyes.
She didn’t resist, but her knees were shaking. She never played a submissive role before. There was a sense of mystery about being blindfolded, but she wasn’t sure if she liked it, or the helpless feeling that went with it.
Angel adjusted the sash over her eyes to make sure they were fully covered. “Turn around and lie down.”
She obeyed. If it got out of hand, she would tell them to stop, and she knew they would.
Face down on the pillow, her arms were pulled up and secured to the headboard, loosely tied with another satin sash. “What are you going to do to me?” She wished she didn’t ask and she wished she didn’t seem so nervous, but it sounded like part of the game.
Something tickled her back. It was rather soft and made little flicking noises. She realized it was the flogger and stiffened as she waited for a harsh blow.
“Are you ready to take your punishment?” Angel asked.
She held her breath, clenched her jaw and squeezed her eyes shut. It was silly that she closed her eyes, since she was already blindfolded, but she was so nervous she didn’t know what she was doing. Despite being wary and anxious, she was tingling all over and felt a trickle of wetness between her legs. She wanted to play.
“Answer him,” Tommy said.
She gulped. “Y-yeah.”
“Yes!” She tightened her muscles and waited. The first strike was a quick, stinging flash across her buttocks. It wasn’t very hard, but it still took her breath away, and there was a tinge of excitement behind the tiny burn. The second strike was stronger, but it was more arousing than the first. The third stung like an electric shock and she gasped. A sharp jolt reverberated through to her groin. Again there was a pause, and she silently wished for the next blow, wondering what it held. Dare she ask for it? It came before she had the chance. Like a razor, it sliced across her bare skin. White light flashed behind the darkness of the mask and tiny spots floated in the blackness. Her buttocks were red hot and that heat pulsated deep between her legs. Her whimper wasn’t from pain. It begged for release.
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Alyssa held up her shot, and Damien held up his half-full tumbler. She clinked his glass. “That’s a pretty big shot you got there.”
“Big is an understatement. I like to use the term huge. And impressive.”
She laughed. “Oh really? Don’t set yourself up for failure”
His eyes never left hers as he took a big swig of his glass. “Don’t take my word for it. You can judge for yourself.”
She folded her arms across her chest and stared back at him with a smile pressed into her plump, crimson lips.
He finally silenced her. “What’s wrong? No comeback? No witty retort?”
“I have plenty of witty comebacks. I’m just not sure how far I want to take this tonight.”
His cock was doing back flips, and she was enjoying watching him squirm. He took another gulp of his drink, while hers remained untouched on the bar. “I thought you wanted that shot. Can’t handle the hard stuff after all, huh?” He placed his empty glass on the bar and taunted her with a smile. “I bet that hard-ass exterior is really just a front. Underneath it all, I bet you’re just a girly-girl.”
Her eyes opened wide, and her face went blank. For a minute Damien thought he went too far and pissed her off. He was about to apologize, but she picked up the shot glass and drained it, then slammed it down on the bar. She grabbed his shirt and pulled him so close he felt her breath on his lips. “I’m an expert at dishing out the hard stuff. I wield a needle for a living and pierce it through raw flesh without an anesthetic. The question is, can you handle it?”
Her self-righteous smirk mocked him with playful satisfaction, but Damien was about to keel over from the overwhelming heat that covered his body. Tiny dots of perspiration broke out on his forehead, and he was starting to think that maybe she was right—he couldn’t handle her in the bedroom. Had he finally met his match? Could this gorgeous, ferocious woman break him? Could she be the one to make him surrender and beg for mercy?
“What’s the matter? You look a little stunned. Did I scare you?”
“Hell no.” He stepped closer. “You got me excited.”
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My world was dark and filled with pain.
Loneliness gnawed at my soul.
I found solace in a bottle.
Music was my only refuge . . . until I met her.
She was a dark Gothic goddess in thigh-high leather boots.
She brought light into my life and showed me what it was like to be loved.
But could she handle the demons that haunted me . . . and the vices that kept them at bay?
This is the one everyone’s been waiting for. This is Damien and Alyssa’s story.
Delve into the mind of Immortal Angel’s brooding, hardcore bassist with a troubled past.
Life wasn’t always good to Damien Diamond. An alcoholic, abusive mother left him to fend for himself and with little self-esteem. He turned to drugs and alcohol to mask his inner pain. If it weren’t for Angel Garcia, he would have perished on the streets of New York City, but it was a dark gothic goddess who gave Damien a reason to live. She wouldn’t put up with his self-destructive behavior, and he needed to turn his life around in order to win back the only woman he ever loved.
Alyssa never took an ounce of crap from anyone. The last thing she needed was a tattooed punk rocker with a boatload of baggage, but once Damien Diamond walked into her life, she couldn’t stop thinking about the sweet and sensitive guy that hid behind the tough-as-nails exterior.
Follow Damien Diamond as he prepares for the third leg of his successful World Tour with Immortal Angel, and as he reflects on his bitter past and the road that led him to be part of one of the most popular and radical punk rock bands in the nation.
I live life in the fast lane.
My days and nights are a never-ending party of women, fast cars and alcohol.
I’m the one your daddy warned you about.
I have everything I ever wanted—except Audra Abelman.
She was always the good girl.
She was off limits.
I held out for almost a decade.
It’s time to set her inner bad girl free.
I’m Jimmy Wilder, and I’m going to claim the most sought after girl in the record industry.
Jimmy Wilder has the sex life every rock star dreams about. The notorious playboy of America’s number one punk rock band can have any woman he wants, except the one who holds his heart. This bad boy needs to curb his sinful ways before she’ll show any interest in him, but there’s one more problem—she’s the boss’s daughter.
Audra Abelman, heir to one of the most powerful record labels in the country, just landed her dream job as tour manager for her favorite band. She’s been Immortal Angel’s number one groupie for years, and she’s been privy to the out-of-control lifestyle of their radical drummer. Trapped on a tour bus with the charismatic Jimmy Wilder, she falls victim to his irresistible charm, but she refuses to compromise her ethics. He needs to get his life together before she’ll give him a second glance, but a bigger obstacle stands in their way—her father.
“Sorry, babe. You OK?”
His hands were flat against the wall behind her, imprisoning her between his taut arms. She looked from one tattooed bicep to the other, then her eyes went to his lips. She exhaled deeply, and her breath blew across his chest. She slowly looked up and met his eyes. They were magnetic and held her hostage. He gazed back at her with a deep, penetrating stare, and his eyes dropped to her mouth. She felt the heat of his kiss descend upon her before she had a chance to protest. Her heart raced out of control, and her resistance faded. Her body relaxed under his touch, and she leaned into the hard muscles of his chest.
His mouth was commanding and his hands held her in a tight embrace, which sent a hot tingle down her spine and a flurry of emotions through her head. What the hell was she doing? This was Jimmy Wilder. A ladies’ man. A player. She abruptly pulled away. “I’m sorry, Jimmy. I don’t do one-night stands.” Regret was already coursing through her body. She wanted him. She wanted the wild night and free-spirited sex that Jimmy offered, but her head knew better. “I’m not going to be just another notch in your rock star belt.”
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