No In
Between (Book Four) Inside Out
RELEASE DATE: August 19th
Blurb
The fourth in the Inside Out erotic romance series by New
York Times bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones, this steamy novel resolves
Chris and Sarah's relationship and leads into Mark's story.
"Chris and I have faced our demons and bared our
souls to one another in Paris. Now that we are back home in San Francisco, I
want to believe that nothing can tear us apart. Not Ava’s accusations against
me to the police, or Chris's fear that he will destroy me as he feels he did
Amber. And not Mark, who was once too intimately a part of our lives, and who I
can see crumbling inside out. He believes he is invincible, just as I want to
believe Chris and I are invincible. We have to be invincible. We need each
other too much for any other ending.
EXCERPT , (No In Between
(INSIDE OUT #4), Sara’s POV)
The elevator dings, and I jerk around to face the exit
that leads directly into our apartment. Like the first night I came here, I
have an inescapable sense that once I pass through the door, I’ll never be the
same again. Life will never be the same.
I realize Chris isn’t touching me anymore. He wasn’t
touching me that night, either. It’s as if he feels I have to make the decision
to move forward on my own, and some part of me knows why. He needs to know now
that home with him is still home to me. It reminds me of why we connect, why we
are those missing pieces of a puzzle that have found a perfect fit. No matter
how perfect his being imperfect makes him to me, he will never see himself as I
do. He will never feel he is not flawed. He will always need me to be his eyes,
and he is mine.
I walk into the apartment, the glossy, light wood beneath
my feet. Our suitcases are already sitting by the entryway, brought up from the
service entrance. Intentionally repeating what I’d done during that first visit
here, feeling that’s what he wants, I travel down the steps to the sunken
living room. I drop my purse on top of the coffee table as I pass and keep
going until I stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Flattening my
hands on the glass, watching the orange glow of the sun fade into the water, I
see the stars begin to illuminate a city as shrouded in secrets as Chris and I
once were. But now our blank canvas is inked with colors, not fears, and love
has blossomed where there was once only passion.
Music begins to play and I smile when I hear “Broken” by
Lifehouse, amazed that Chris would actually remember the song he’d played that
first night we were together. I’m falling
apart, the lyrics say. I’m barely
breathing. I’m not falling apart, but as Chris steps behind me, his heat
radiating through me, I am definitely barely breathing.
He caresses my coat off my shoulders, and this replay of
the past sends an erotic thrill down my spine. As his hands fall away from me
my lashes lower, my breath hitching as I anticipate his touch, waiting,
wanting, until finally his hands settle possessively on my waist. He leans into
me, and the feel of the thick ridge of his erection against my backside is
impossibly arousing. A delicate, enticing brush of his fingers sweeping hair
from my neck follows and rolls over me like a warm sun expanding through a
newly open blind.
“Put your hands on the glass above you,” he orders softly.
The command thrills me, and the temptation to do as he
bids, to relive our first night together, is a powerful one. Yet I have the
unnerving sensation of also reliving the uncertainty I’d thought we were
beyond. I don’t understand this feeling, and I don’t like it.
Desperate to drive it away, I turn to face him,
momentarily overwhelmed by how tall and broad, how perfectly male he is. And as
I blink instead of speak, he claims control again. He presses me against the
window, his powerful thighs frame my legs, his hands brand my hips.
His head tilts, the stubble of his jaw rasping deliciously
on my skin, as he announces, “I’m going to fuck you against the window again.”
Please. Yes. Don’t make me
beg, I think, and the rest of
the world begins to slide away. There is only this man, the blistering heat he
creates in me, and the foggy certainty that I’d had something important to say.
He nips my earlobe, erotically licking away the pinch he’s created, his hands
traveling upward, over my rib cage, his fingers brushing the curves of my
breasts.
My nipples tighten and the low thrum he’s created in my
sex, over hours of verbal teasing, blossoms and intensifies. “Chris,” I whisper,
a plea for more in my voice. For him. I want him, all of him.
“Hands over your head,” he orders again.
I want to obey. Being at this man’s mercy is the biggest
adrenaline rush of my life, but that feeling is clawing at me again, the sense
that all is not right. Leaning into him, I ball my fingers around his shirt,
and search his handsome, unreadable face. “Are we okay?”
Surprise flashes in his eyes, followed by that indefinable
emotion again that I want to call vulnerability but isn’t. I don’t know what it
is. He cups my face. “I need you too damn much for there to be any other
answer.”
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About the Author:
New York
Times and USA Today Bestselling author Lisa Renee Jones is the author of the
highly acclaimed INSIDE OUT SERIES, and is now in development by Suzanne Todd
(Alice in Wonderland) for cable TV. In addition, her Tall, Dark and Deadly
series and The Secret Life of Amy Bensen series, both spent several months on a
combination of the NY Times and USA Today lists.
Since beginning her publishing career in 2007, Lisa has
published more than 40 books translated around the world. Booklist says that
Jones suspense truly sizzles with an energy similar to FBI tales with a
paranormal twist by Julie Garwood or Suzanne Brockmann.
Prior to publishing, Lisa owned multi-state staffing
agency that was recognized many times by The Austin Business Journal and also
praised by Dallas Women Magazine. In 1998 LRJ was listed as the #7 growing
women owned business in Entrepreneur Magazine.
Lisa
loves to hear from her readers. You can reach her at on her website and she is
active on twitter and facebook daily.
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