Cicada is now available!
Genre: paranormal erotic romance with ghost hero and light bondage ISBN #: 978-14199-19411 Available Now at Ellora’s Cave! -- http://www.jasminejade.com/p-6603-cicada.aspx
Jon, the hero in my upcoming release (tomorrow!) of Cicada, has been interviewed on Alyssa Brooks Slip Between the Sheets site. Find out what an alpha male ghost really thinks...
http://www.alyssabrooks.com/slipbetweenthesheetswith_AftonLocke.html
Her recent release, Taking Tara, also has a trusty piece of rope on the cover and features a heroine who gets to live out her fantasies with a man discovering the alpha side of himself. Sounds like a very tempting read.
Cicada Blurb:
Marian, a science teacher on summer vacation, moves into Jon’s house. He’s been dead for a hundred years but he vows to break the curse on himself and win her heart. He seduces her, entices her and is determined to show her who’s boss with some sexy rope tricks—but he intends to earn her love at the same time.
Excerpt:
An Excerpt From: CICADA (Adult)
Copyright © AFTON LOCKE, 2008
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
"What the—" She couldn't see anyone but he was still there. She felt him pressed against her backside and he was harder than ever.
"I'm still here," he said, as if she couldn't figure that out.
Marian's eyes darted around the room as she clutched the pillows. "Then why can't I see you?"
"I'm invisible." He said it as casually as if he'd said he was wearing a blue shirt.
"Invisible," she repeated. "Give me a break. I'm a science teacher. People aren't invisible. That only happens in the movies."
He was still lying on her back and when he shifted she felt coarse cotton fabric against the skin of her legs. He seemed to be wearing pants but they must be invisible too. She also felt the outline of his cock grind against her pussy which was still sensitive from his earlier touching.
"Does that feel real to you?" he asked, close to her ear.
All of her blood seemed to shoot downstream and for one crazy moment she wondered what all that delicious hardness would feel like inside her. Even better than his finger, she imagined. She had to clear her throat just to be able to talk.
"Yes." The word came out as a half sigh and Marian cleared her throat again. "Do you mind explaining to me why you're invisible? I mean, you're seriously freaking me out here. I can see everything in this room except you."
"Of course," he replied as he began to play with her long hair and lazily stroke her back. "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Jonathan Blake. You may call me Jon."
"I'm Mar—"
"I know who you are, Mary," he said curtly. "It's about time you came back."
She frowned. "My name is Marian, not Mary and as interesting as this meeting has been, I really need to ask you to leave now. You see, I rented this house for the summer."
He grabbed all of her hair, lifted her head off the pillow with it and nipped her earlobe with his teeth. "This is my house," he corrected.
She pulled her hair out of his hand. His weight eased, so she shifted onto her side and propped herself on her elbow.
"So you're the owner of this house?" she asked. "Good. You just saved me a trip to Seaside Realty to bang some heads together. You have a lot of nerve scamming people out of their rent money, making this place seem haunted. I paid for a private house and a peaceful summer. Instead, I hear all kinds of weird noises, have my clothes stolen and get attacked in my own bed."
"My bed," he corrected.
"Whatever. I'm going to report you to the Better Business Bureau."
Now that her chest was somewhat exposed to him, he was exploring the crocheted lace of her bodice. She pushed his hand away several times but it was hard to hit an invisible, moving target. He chuckled as he traced a finger over the swell of each breast. Her nipples betrayed her by jumping to attention and begging for his touch.
"I don't think they'd pursue a complaint about a man who's been dead for a hundred years."
Afton Locke
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