Saturday, September 15, 2018

Jamaican Vibration - mfm menage

Jamaican Vibration ~ m/f/m menage


releases 9/22/18
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Jamaican-Vibration-mfm-menage-romance-ebook/dp/B07H2M1CNL
iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/jamaican-vibration/id1435105417

“We can’t have a real family on tour.”
“I can’t give up Caribbean Climax, even for family.”
“And I can’t give up Jonathan.”

But what would she have to give up, to keep him?

Blurb
Having grown up in foster care, Latasha looks forward to a stable happily-ever-after with K.C., her Jamaican boyfriend. But his band, Caribbean Climax, is flat broke. When Jonathan Lance, CEO of Third Mountain Coffee, propositions her for one paid night of ecstasy, she does it for her and K.C.’s future.

Jonathan has admired Latasha from afar since the day he met her, but his company comes first. His father, who controls part of it, would never approve of an interracial relationship. After the business transaction, however, emotional ties remain, and Latasha is torn between two men who differ in every way.

And when the unthinkable happens, will her choice be easier—or impossible?


sequel to Jamaican Temptation

Excerpt (Jamaican Vibration - copyright Afton Locke 2018)
“Would losing your precious company really be the end of the world?” She crossed her arms. “Couldn’t you work for someone else? Over half the people on this island would be happy to have a regular job. Including me.”
He rubbed the bridge of his nose. “You’re right. Latasha, I’m sorry.”
“If you’re so uptight about the interracial thing, why did you enter into a relationship with K.C. and me? A ménage would really freak the old man out. Am I wrong?”
“I don’t know. It just felt easy. Less pressure on me. Safer than a one-on-one relationship.”
She huffed out a breath. “Safer? That’s funny. I don’t feel safe at all. I’ve got two men, and today I find out neither one really wants me because of their precious careers.”
Their server appeared. “Would you care for some dessert?”
“No, thank you,” she replied, standing so abruptly she bumped the table. “I’ve lost my appetite.”
The waiter laid down the check and scurried off as if sensing trouble.
Jonathan stood, too, and placed a restraining hand on her arm. “Latasha, calm down. Please don’t make a scene.”
“Don’t worry,” she said in a low voice. “I wouldn’t dream of staining your precious white reputation.”
After Jonathan paid the check, she managed to leave the restaurant with dignity. It would be the last time she ever shared a meal with mister white supremacist.
“Take me home,” she said when they reached his SUV.
He opened the door for her. “I thought we’d go to my place for a while. You can even spend the night if you want.”
She hopped onto the leather seat, which felt softer than melted butter against her thighs. “Why? So you can enjoy my body in private and tell your father I’m just a hired hand?”
He closed her door and got in on the driver’s side. “Latasha, be reasonable. Making love is a private act. It would be good for us to try it without K.C.”
“K.C.,” she spat. “He’s probably doing some groupie right now. You know what? I hate both of you.”
“Do you, now?” He chuckled as he set his key fob on the center console. “Then show me.”
She glanced over at him. “What do you mean?”
“You’re right. I’m a selfish bastard, just like my father. Show me how much you hate me.”
He breathed hard, fogging the windows, which were already privacy tinted and spotted with rain. She replied by gripping the lapel of his jacket and squeezing until it crumpled in her fist.
“You’re ruining my suit,” he said, not sounding put out about it at all.
“To hell your suit, and your precious money.” She gave it a tug, which pulled his face closer to hers.

While rain tapped the windshield, his gaze bored into hers—igniting her from limb to limb. She kissed the mouth that had been so serious and grim all evening. She kissed it hard. Until her own lips crushed against her teeth from the pressure.



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