Excerpt Reveal: Denial by Lisa Renee Jones

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Meet Kayden in Book one
in the CARELESS WHISPERS series. This is a standalone spin-off of the INSIDE
OUT series (soon to be a TV show) that follows Ella Ferguson,  Sara McMillan’s best friend.  #SayYesToKayden

Now available for
Pre-order!

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/1NIucIj

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From New York Times bestselling author
Lisa Renee Jones, the first book in the CARELESS WHISPERS series.

Please note: This is the standalone spinoff of the INSIDE
OUT series. New readers can enjoy this without reading INSIDE OUT but those who
love INSIDE OUT will FINALLY find out what happened to Ella!

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.

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Excerpt (Steamy)
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.”

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New York Times and USA Today Bestselling
author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT
SERIES, and is now in development by Suzanne Todd (Alice in Wonderland) for
cable TV. In addition, her Tall, Dark and Deadly series and The Secret Life of
Amy Bensen series, both spent several months on a combination of the NY Times
and USA Today lists.

Watch the video on casting for the INSIDE
TV Show
HERE

Since
beginning her publishing career in 2007, Lisa has published more than 40 books
translated around the world. Booklist says that Jones suspense truly sizzles
with an energy similar to FBI tales with a paranormal twist by Julie Garwood or
Suzanne Brockmann.

Prior to
publishing, Lisa owned multi-state staffing agency that was recognized many
times by The Austin Business Journal and also praised by Dallas Women Magazine.
In 1998 LRJ was listed as the #7 growing women owned business in Entrepreneur
Magazine.

Lisa loves to hear from her readers. You
can reach her at on her website and she is active on twitter and facebook
daily.

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 Pre-order Denial
and enter to win a CARELESS WHISPERS mug and you will also receive as bonus,
exclusive scenes that re-visit Sara and Chris from INSIDE OUT and an ALSO an
early look at Lisa’s new series DIRTY MONEY.

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