Thursday, June 13, 2013

New Erotic Romance from Missy Jane!

It's almost here! Heather's Redemption, the sequel I never expected to write, will be available from Ellora's Cave Publishing tomorrow. It's my tenth title from that publisher, so to celebrate I'm giving away a $10 virtual gift card to Amazon or Barnes and Noble (winner's choice). All you have to do to enter is leave a blog comment and click on this Rafflecoptor link. There are plenty of ways to earn more entries too. Good luck!

And to celebrate more, here's an excerpt: 

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Copyright © MISSY JANE, 2013
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.

“You shouldn’t be touching me, Zach. Neither of us can afford to be involved with the other and you know it.”

For the barest fraction of a second his heart stopped and the certainty that she knew all his secrets filled him. He quickly pushed that thought away and gave her an innocent grin.

“Sweetheart, I’d be happy to tender my resignation right now if it means I can kiss you again.”

The scariest thing was he meant every damn word. Somehow in the past three weeks she had become more important to him than the job, more important than his professional reputation. And that seriously scared the hell out of him. But she shook her head and moisture pooled in her eyes.

“You know I can’t allow that. I can’t get involved with another employee, especially if it means we’ll lose you. I just can’t.”

He cupped the side of her face with one hand just as a tear slid down her cheek. He wiped it away with his thumb.

“I know this isn’t ideal for either of us. I just can’t seem to stop touching you. But I respect you and your boundaries, especially because I understand why they’re in place. Can I just kiss you again one more time? Please?”

Rather than answer she threw her arms around his neck and pulled him to her. He instantly hardened at her show of aggression and she moaned into his mouth. She fit so perfectly into his arms, even if she was on the thin side. He slid his hands over her back and down to her delectable ass. Every part of her felt perfect.

It didn’t take long for her to pull away and he groaned at the loss. But he let her go because she was the only one thinking straight. All of his brain power had flooded to the more southern regions of his anatomy and he knew he wouldn’t be able to make a good decision tonight. He dropped his hands as disappointment filled him but he offered her a smile anyway.

“Well, if that’s all I get at least it was a good one,” he said.

She laughed without any real humor and pushed her hair behind her ear. The tight French braid she had started the day with had slowly loosened until her golden locks were flowing over her shoulders. He wanted to run his hands through them and hold on tight as he kissed her again.

“Um, yes…it was nice,” she said. “But I’m afraid we can’t do that again. I hope this doesn’t make tomorrow awkward.”

He smirked. “It will, but I promise to ignore it.” She frowned and he reached out to rub the wrinkle between her brows. “I’m sorry, Heather. I’m just being honest. I won’t let on that I want to touch you every time you pass by and I’ll pretend I don’t know how sweet your lips are, okay? But I’m going to keep wanting you and I don’t think there’s anything either of us can do about that.”

She took a deep breath and nodded slowly. “Okay. I guess it’s good to know even if it makes me feel a little helpless.”

He chuckled and shook his head. “Yeah. I feel kinda helpless too.”

He motioned to the stairs and she nodded before finally walking up the single flight to her condo. He followed and enjoyed the sway of her ass every step of the way. When she would have stepped toward her door he grabbed her elbow to stop her.

“Just one more? Please?”

This time he met her halfway and wrapped his arms around her small frame. He really didn’t want to let her go. The kiss lasted longer than before, as if she didn’t want to let go either. His tongue slipped between her lips, over her teeth and around her tongue. She tasted like heaven and he was starving for it. He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and she whimpered. Finally she pulled back and shook her head. He watched her breasts heave and nearly dived in for a taste but she gently pushed him away.


He nodded even as disappointment filled him again. “I know, I know. I’ll be dreaming about you though.”


He chuckled and turned away, unlocking his door as he fought the urge to grab her again. He had just pushed the door open and was about to step inside when her small hand landed on his shoulder.

“I-I’m sorry,” she whispered and he immediately turned around to face her again.

She was on him again so fast he stumbled back into his apartment with her in his arms. She was kissing him and he quickly caught on to the change in her demeanor. He didn’t know what she was thinking or what had convinced her, but he wasn’t about to argue. He kicked his door closed and somehow got it locked with all his concentration on Heather. She was everything to him in that moment.

“We shouldn’t,” she said between kisses. “But I can’t…help it…”

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