Saturday, 28 September 2013

Cover Reveal: Full Throttle - Chelsea Camaron

Full Throttle
Book 2.5 of the Daddy’s Girls Series
Released June 21, 2013
Rereleased with new cover and fully formatted September 26, 2013

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     High school sweethearts manage to make it through college into the working world still together and going strong.  From the start of their relationship Jake has made very clear his apprehension to marriage.  Kenna understood going into this nine years ago that with Jake there would never be a ring or white dress.

     Now seeing their friends so eager to make such a serious commitment in their own relationships a crack begins to form in Jake and Kenna’s once solid foundation. 

     Will Kenna ever open up and share her dreams with Jake?  Can Jake overcome his childhood issues?  Is Kenna willing to accept things just as they are forever?  Will her desire for a more serious commitment make her change her feelings for her one love?  Is Jake enough alone or does Kenna demand more than he can give?  Can they move forward full throttle into their future together?

Excerpt Chapter 10


Graceful under normal circumstances is not a word to describe me, drunk me is a hot mess.  The room spins around me as recognition of my words to Jake consume me.  I didn’t mean to let that slip.  Calm, cool, collected Kenna was who I was supposed to stick to, not blubbering heart- broken mess Kenna Jean.  I haven’t called him Jakey since high school. What the hell?! 

            Before I make it to our bed, Jake is pulling me into him.  The kiss consumes me.  I’m all slobber and tongue, I’m drunk, and I don’t care.  I want this man. I need this man, his love, his heart, his comfort, his connection.  He is my all.  There is nothing seductive or sexy in the way I begin pawing at Jakes clothes.  They are preventing me of being skin on skin with him.  He pulls away, leaving my mouth hanging open, as I’m still trying to kiss him.

“Kenna, I don’t love you enough, huh?”

            Then he’s on me again, now with his shirt off and mine too somehow.  He’s got me, now completely naked, against the wall before I can think.  He lifts me wrapping my legs around him as he slams into me.  Oh my goodness, mother of everything good in this world, this is hard, fast, good.  Take me; let me die right here, because I am a happy freaking woman.  The pace is relentless and my head is spinning from my buzz and the euphoria of my building orgasm.  My entire body is liquid; I am at Jakes mercy.  He drops his head licking, sucking, and nipping at that sweet spot in the curve of my neck sending me over the edge.

“Not done yet, angel.  Drunk or not, you will know just how much I love you.” He growls against my neck, in that oh so sweet spot, driving me wild from the vibrations of his voice.     

            With that I am placed on our bed.  If someone asked me my name right now, my answer would be ‘ooooohhhhhhh’.  He is everywhere, all over me.  He enters my core again sending more aftershocks through my body.  He continues to slam into me at an insistent pace, I don’t know how he hasn’t gone over the edge, but I am certainly not complaining.  When he begins caressing and kissing my breasts, I am lost in sensation.  There is a gentle tug at my nipple before he comes down with his mouth sucking hard.  Through the pain I am sent over the waterfall again.  Damn, multiple orgasms are the shit.  I was a pool of liquid before, now I am floating in an ocean of emotion. 

            Jake seems focused, determined, like this is a mission.  I can read the self- control on his beautiful face.  He is trying to make his point to my body.  The only thought I manage to form is, for so few words, he sure has communicated quite well with me.  He slows, now every touch is deliberate and delicate as I am trembling uncontrollably.  He nuzzles my neck and shoulder as I finally feel his warm seed spread through me.

“I love you, Angel.  Don’t ever think you are not enough or my love isn’t enough.  All I am is for you, all I have is yours.”  He whispers.

            I am unable to speak or stop the tears from rolling down my face.  I just nod my head against him in agreement. He kisses my tears away as he pulls out of me.  Turning us both on our sides, he holds me into him, my back to his front as I literally pass out.

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