Full Throttle
by Chelsea Camaron
Book 2.5 of the Daddy’s
Girls Series
Released June 21,
2013
Rereleased with
new cover and fully formatted September 26, 2013
Blurb:
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 #3 Chapter 10
Kenna
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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About
the Author:
Chelsea Camaron was born
and raised in Coastal North Carolina. She currently resides in Southern
Louisiana with her husband and two children but her heart is always Carolina
day dreaming. Chelsea always wanted to be a writer, but like most of us, let
fear of the unknown grab a hold of her dream; she realized that if she was
going to tell her daughter to go for her dreams, that it was time to follow her
own advice. Chelsea grew up turning wrenches alongside her father, and from
that grew her love for old muscle cars and Harley Davidson motorcycles, which
just so happened to inspired her ‘Daddy’s Girls’ series. Her love for reading
has sparked a new love for writing and she currently has a few more projects in
the works. When she is not spending her days writing you can find her playing
with her kids, attending car shows, going on motorcycle rides on the back of
her husband’s Harley, snuggling down with her new favorite book or watching any
movie that Vin Diesel might happen to be in. She hates being serious and is
still a big kid at heart. She is a small town country girl enjoying life and,
Chelsea hopes that her readers remember not to take life too seriously and to
embrace your inner five year old, because five year olds know how to enjoy the
simple things in life and how to always have fun.
Connections:
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@chelseacamaron
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