For the past year we've been having fun with First Line Friday, where we share the first lines from books by the Naughty Nine and some from our writing friends and have readers vote on their favorite without knowing who wrote which line.
Now we're trying something new on the third Friday of every month: First BOOK Friday! We're going to highlight the first book from each of the Nine Naughties. Sometimes people find us further down our backlist, sometimes readers think they're picking up our first book when really it's number 3 or so, sometimes our first book was so long ago even we've forgotten! (just kidding... it's true that you never forget your first!). So we thought it would be fun to revisit the books that started it all for each of us!
This week we're featuring the first book by Kelly Jamieson, Love Me.
A Note from Kelly:
I’d been writing and submitting manuscripts to various digital publishers and getting rejected, and I decided I was going to try writing something hotter, something really erotic, and this story popped into my head and I wrote it really fast and easy. I sent it to my critique partner and she said, this is the one, you have a winner. So I sent it to Samhain and waited...and then they had a call for submissions for ménage stories, which I thought this one would be perfect for. So I emailed Angela James, at that time she was at Samhain, and asked if I could move my manuscript to that ménage anthology call for submissions. She emailed me back and said we could, but an editor was about to contact me...and then I got the email offering a contract!
How far does she have to go to get his attention? Another girl's arms?
Melina Wenham is worried and frustrated. Lately, her boyfriend of six months seems to have lost interest in her. Yes, she knows he's stressed about his big project at work, but jeez, it seems like he'd rather go solo than have sex with her. Sexy lingerie, a Brazilian...nothing seems to get his attention.
Gavin's frustrated too. He's under enough pressure at work, without feeling more from Melina every time he gets home.
Another night, another party, and Gavin is off talking to the boys. Feeling ignored yet again, Melina confides her troubles to an acquaintance, Abby, who suggests shaking him up by flirting with another guy. Hmm. Not a bad idea, except there are no flirt-worthy guys at this party.
Then Abby suggests a different tack—flirt with her.
Could a little girl-on-girl tango be the match that reignites romance with Gavin? There's only one way to find out...
Warning: Hot girl on girl scene!
Gavin stared in stunned incredulity at the two women on the bed.
Melina was laying there with Kylie's cousin, both of them naked from the waist up, jean-clad legs twined around each other, kissing like crazy in a heated clinch. Holy fucking shit. Melina and Abby wrenched apart at his words and stared back at him.
His cock hardened painfully in his jeans and he almost put a hand down to it. "Jesus," he muttered. He shook his head, but couldn't drag his eyes away from the scene on the bed.
Melina's long blonde hair was mussed and her eye makeup was smudged under her big eyes, round with apprehension. Abby's hair, too, was just-out-of-bed tousled, both their lips shiny and swollen. He almost groaned aloud.
He should be pissed off, he supposed. After all, Melina was cheating on him. With another woman. But he was so fucking turned on he could have drilled wood with his dick.
"Gavin," Melina said. Uh, yeah, that was him. Her eyes flicked nervously to Abby. "Um..."
Nobody seemed to know what to say and the silence in the room dragged on painfully. Then Gavin became aware of voices in the hall and he shoved the bedroom door shut behind him, plunging them back into darkness. His eyes had to adjust to the dim lighting and he took a step toward the bed.
"Melina, what are you doing?" he asked again, his voice gritty like sand. What a goddamn stupid question that was. It was pretty clear what she was doing.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, moving out of Abby's embrace, and strangely, covering her breasts with her arms. Christ, they lived together. He'd seen her gorgeous tits a million times. He watched her swallow hard, lick her lips.
"This is all my fault," Abby said, sitting up, but not making any move to cover her chest.
Gavin tried, he really did, but he couldn't stop his eyes from flicking over her torso. In the back of his mind, "small but nice" registered vaguely. He jerked his eyes back to Melina's face.
"It's kind of a funny story."
He lifted a brow and looked at Abby, forcing himself to look no lower than her chin. "Oh yeah?" If she'd been a guy, he'd be hauling her ass off that bed and shoving his fist into her nose. He blinked, waited.
Abby grinned. "Melina and I were talking and she was telling me how she's been feeling lately and I had the idea that she should try to make you a little jealous. Just to...you know...make you realize what a hot, gorgeous chick she is."
He blinked again. "I know what a hot, gorgeous chick she is," he protested. Wait a minute.
He looked at Melina. "You were trying to make me jealous?" Both brows shot up.
She nodded, looking embarrassed, miserable, absolutely adorable and utterly fuckable. He adjusted his stance to accommodate the hard-on growing in his pants. "There were no guys around to flirt with."
"So I volunteered," Abby said cheerfully.
"Hold on," Gavin ground out. "This is not flirting." He threw a hand out toward them. "This is way past flirting."
"Things got a little...uh...carried way," Melina said in a small voice.
Gavin gave his head a shake in an attempt to clear it. It didn't work. "I..." He stopped. "You...Melina."
"I know." She pulled her bottom lip in. "I'm sorry."
"Hey," Abby said softly. "You know what, Mel?" She glanced sideways at Gavin. "I don't think Gavin's mad. I think he's turned on."
He scowled and willed his hard-on to go away. It didn't. Melina stared at him, Abby smiled.
"So?" he growled.
"So," Abby said, tipping her head. "Why don't you join us?"
His eyes almost fell out of his head. "You must be joking."
She shook her head, still smiling, eyes sparkling. "Melina was being very um...brave and...adventurous. Maybe you should, too."
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