By Jorja Lovett (Guest Blogger)
How
much do you let fear rule your life? For me, personally, worrying is
a way of life for me. As the eldest of three girls I was the sensible
one, looking out for my sisters and never taking risks. I'm not
ashamed to say I was a boring teenager. Apart from the odd outpouring
of teenage angst, there was no real rebellious stage. The most
outrageous thing I did was get engaged at eighteen, whilst I was
still in school. Even then I didn't tell anyone for fear I'd get into
trouble.
Fast
forward a couple of years and I was married at twenty, pregnant at
twenty-one, and quite happy being at home. Still not wildly exciting
I'm sure you'll agree, and anyone who met me would always describe me
as quiet (boring).
Strangely
enough my turning point came when my mum passed away aged only
fifty-three. Something inside me decided enough was enough. Life was
too short to spend doing housework and wondering what could have
been. So, I started writing again. It was something I'd done on and
off for years, but never really committed to.
Family
never really pressed to ask what I was writing and I think everyone
saw it as nothing more than a past-time. Writing opened me up to a
whole new life. I met my crit group online who gave me so much
confidence, as a person, and a writer. And soon publishers were
sending me contracts for my work. It was a wonderful feeling but I
still kept it quiet. Why? Because I write erotic romance. I couldn't
possibly tell anyone what I did without dying of embarrassment.
For
two years I wrote and published books as Jorja Lovett in secret. Only
my husband and my best friends knew my saucy secret. I was convinced
if people knew they would only use it to humiliate me and I couldn't
bear to have something I loved into a joke. But, the more people I
let into my secret, the more interesting I seemed to become. Friends
these days rarely talk to me about anything other than my books and
sex and I'm loving my new found notoriety.
I've
also had the confidence to go travelling to meet my crit group in
London and Scotland, and someday I hope to go further afield. Once
upon a time I would've been afraid to travel abroad because I didn't
know the language or the area, but these days I can't wait to go
exploring. We've only got one life to live and I intend to pursue my
dreams. If things don't work out, I know at least I've tried, and
that's got to be better than a lifetime of regret.
How
about you? What big dreams do you have? Leave a comment and you could
be in with a chance of winning a copy of my new book, Titanic's
Ondine.
[What a coincidence! My most recent release, Rough Weather, also features a water spirit, who happens to be named Ondine! So to sweeten the pie, I'll also give away a copy of Rough Weather to some lucky person who comments on today's post! (Not the same person as Jorja's winner!) ~ Lisabet]
[What a coincidence! My most recent release, Rough Weather, also features a water spirit, who happens to be named Ondine! So to sweeten the pie, I'll also give away a copy of Rough Weather to some lucky person who comments on today's post! (Not the same person as Jorja's winner!) ~ Lisabet]
Blurb
Can
a water nymph save her true love from the Titanic or are they both
doomed forever?
Water
nymph Madeleine has spent a lifetime searching for the human she can
marry to become mortal. Finally, she finds true love with Joe
Marlowe, but the romance is put on hold when he signs up as crew for
the Titanic.
Joe
never expects to see Maddy on board the ship but she's a welcome
sight during the voyage. He knows she's keeping a secret from him but
it doesn't diminish his love for her. They have the rest of their
lives to discover each other. After an unforgettable night together
in the Titanic's indoor pool he knows he's found the woman he wants
to marry.
As
the liner sails towards its fate, can Madeleine save Joe, and find
her happy ever after?
Excerpt
“I
find the setting perfect for a romantic affair. Glamorous liners
bound for faraway places, carrying young men with fire in their
bellies. Why it’s enough to get any young lady’s pulse racing.”
She ran a fingertip down his white shirt to distract him from his
questioning. That slight contact with the man she loved was enough to
start a fiery lust consuming her from the inside out.
“Madeleine—”
The ragged manner in which Joe addressed her didn’t sound like a
scolding, or an attempt to stop her.
“Shh!”
A finger on his lips and a coy smile was all it took for him to
discard his gentlemanly manners and let his passion take hold.
He
was deceptively masterful in the seduction stakes. His firm lips
staked their claim with a series of breath-taking kisses that almost
made her mourn the time they had wasted thus far in their chaste
courtship.
Crushed
against the rough fabric of his jacket—Madeleine’s nipples
hardened beneath the thin silk of her green dress—sensitized and
begging to be noticed. Joe didn’t disappoint. He traced his thumb
over one prominent peak. The simple over-the-clothing contact sent
her body into raptures and generated an ache in her loins that she
wanted him to remedy.
Her
head told her to go carefully. He thought of her as a lady—pure and
innocent—and not one to give herself away before her wedding night.
But that other, sinful part of her wanted him regardless of the
consequences. And that craving won out. She pressed herself closer to
him until she was left with no doubt he felt the same. The ridged
evidence in his trousers nestled into the skirts of her dress and she
couldn’t stop herself from running her hand along the impressive
length of him.
She
half expected him to back away in shock or disgust. So when he took
it one step further by cupping her breast firmly in his hand, her
legs all but buckled beneath her. He scooped her breast from her
dress, exposing it to the cool April air. Her pussy swelled with
need. With each massage he gave her flesh, she came one step closer
to nirvana, moaning as the moisture from her arousal soaked her skin
and clothes.
Joe
backed her away from the main walkway and pinned her against the wall
of a ramshackle wooden building, creating a scenario Madeleine
wouldn’t have believed possible. Of course, she imagined her
reserved Joe to be a considerate lover, but she hadn’t expected
their explosive chemistry to lead them to the point of making love
outdoors.
Joe
lifted her skirts, skimming his hand along the tops of her stockings,
and then grabbed her ass to pull her onto his still imprisoned cock.
Driven by mounting impatience, Madeleine reached to undo the buttons
of his trousers and take the next step in their relationship.
It
turned out to be a step too far. Moments later, the strong arms
around her pushed where they once pulled her to him. Joe wrenched his
mouth away.
“I’m
sorry. Please forgive me,” he pleaded, voice unsteady.
“You
have nothing to apologize for,” she told him.
Except,
perhaps, being too chivalrous. One brief encounter with the
saviour of her long-lost virtue wasn’t nearly enough, but she dared
not raise his suspicions with further unladylike behaviour.
“You
deserve more than a rushed fumble by the docks, Maddy. When the time
comes, I want it to be something special, a memory to be cherished
forever. Though I don’t know how I’ll get through these next
weeks without even kissing you again.”
Joe
rested his forehead against hers. His was beaded with sweat from the
effort of his restraint.
Not
on my account, she wanted to scream, but the moment had passed.
She adjusted her clothes.
He
behaved as though the last ten minutes had not happened and picked up
the conversation regarding his departure. But all she wanted to do
was move farther into his embrace, make this night last forever.
“Will
you wave me off when I leave?”
As
much as he deserved a teary farewell, she shook her head. “It’s
not my place.”
She
wouldn’t encroach on the intimate family moment which accompanied
his every journey.
That
was their time. This was hers.
“Let’s
say our goodbyes now.” Madeleine stood on tiptoe to offer up her
lips.
This
time, Joe’s kiss was a slow exploration mapping out the contours of
her lips, as though he were memorizing her taste. That sensuous
perusal finally eroded the jaded view she harboured for the male
species. Joe didn’t demand, simply took what she willingly gave,
and he returned it with love. He respected her, cherished her, and,
for the first time in decades, Madeleine let herself trust.
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About
Jorja
Jorja Lovett is a
British author with both Irish and Scottish roots, which makes for a
very dry sense of humour. Writing since she was old enough to wield a
pen, it wasn't until she joined her crit group, UCW, that she pursued
her passion seriously.
Now,
with Joe Manganiello as her permanent muse, if she can leave the
pause button on her Magic Mike dvd long enough, she hopes to spend
the rest of her days writing steamy romances.
Author
Links:
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Twitter: @jorjalovett
26 comments:
congrats to Jorja on the new release! I love the unique premise of this book and I'm definitely adding this to my wishlist ;) Thanks for hsaring!
Hey, Jorja,
Welcome to my blog and congratulations on the release!
And thanks for sharing a bit about your process of "coming out" as an erotica author. I truly believe we have to live our dreams and let the rest of the world think what they will. I'm delighted you're following yours.
Coincidentally, my mom also died at 53. She didn't get the chance she deserved, but she taught me that our time here is all too short. Carpe diem.
Thank you :)
Thanks Lisabet xx
Congrats Jorja~ the books look yummy! My lifelong dream is to travel until I hit the end of the earth... in other words, never stop. Can you put me in your pocket next trip to Scotland? Thanks for sharing your coming out party ;)
ilookfamous at yahoo dot com
Congratulations on your new release! I've been fortunate enough to gotten most of my lifelong dreams. One that is still left is contentment. Not sure if I'll ever achieve it, but I try.
Shannon
sabai30705(at)yahoo(dot)com
Oh this book sounds wonderful... great blurb... enjoyed the excerpt you shared! Congrats on the release!
As for a dream of mine... to one day see Ireland... :)
greenshamrock at cox dot net
I wish for good health & happiness for my friends & family. Enjoyed the post. Thanks for the giveaway. turtle6422 (at) gmail (dot) com
I can relate to this honey! Good for you for pushing forward! Love you and your smutty books x
Sure thing :) I'll pop you in my handbag!
Fab you've achieved your dreams so far. Contentment will come soon I'm sure xx
Fingers crossed you get to visit :)
Lovely sentiments. Thanks for stopping by
Love you too. Mwah xx
Congrats on the release. I do have dreams but am afraid to do them.
I was a boring teenager too ;-) Congrats on the release!
Thanks for hosting the giveaways. Fingers crossed to win.
skeeterlee63 @ gmail.com
It's scary, but always worth taking a chance :)
I'm having my rebellious years now. I highly recommend it lol
Both books in your give away sound interesting especially ondine one of my relatives was actually on the sister ship to the titanic so I find stories on those ships very interesting.Thanks for the contest and glad you are back.
starryann2000@yahoo.com
Interesting book
bn100candg at hotmail dot com
Much love and congrats on the book. Wishing both of you ladies tons of success!
The only thing that I would really like is to go to Australia on a world tour.
devynsmom95@yahoo.com
Thanks. I'm sure you have some fab stories :)
Thanks for stopping by :)
Thank you :) Australia is definitely on my list of places to visit too.
Hi, everyone!
I just realized that I hadn't drawn a winner yet. Good old Random.org picked Elise-Maria. Congratulations!
I'll remind Jorja to pick *her* winner, too!
Congrats to Colleen C who wins a copy of Titanic's Ondine and thanks to everyone for taking part xx
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