On the hot seat today is Jane Shavers, the heroine of In the Blind, a BDSM romance, by author SJ Maylee.
Cara: Jane, please tell us a little about yourself:
Jane: I grew up on the west side of Chicago. I’ve worked hard and achieved many of my goals, including running my own business. Helping companies across the Chicago area find the talent they need is something I enjoy. I just wish I could figure out the rest of my life. I have a head for business and a heart set on a fairytale ending. I’m not sure I know how to get both.
Cara: How do you think other people see you?
Jane: Rob once told me he admired me because I go after what I want. I agreed with him when it came to my business, but at the time I wasn’t going after what I wanted personally and the comment stung.
Cara: What is your greatest fear?
Jane: I’m afraid my self-doubt will stop me from getting what I want most.
Cara: What do you want more than anything?
Jane: Some might say it’s for my business to exceed. I dream of having many employees and helping countless companies. Achieving all of that would mean nothing if I’m not with the love of my life.
Cara: What’s the one thing you can’t live without?
Jane: Coffee. It may be the real reason I get out of bed, lol.
Cara: What is your greatest regret?
Jane: I’ve thought about this moment a lot. The first time Rob made his intentions clear, I pushed him away. I thought I didn’t trust him, but it was really me I didn’t trust. I use that moment as a guide now and it’s been quite helpful.
Cara: If you could live life over again, would you do something differently?
Jane: My first answer is yes, but now that I’ve thought about it, I don’t think so. I appreciate what I have now because I know what I don’t want and I had to work for it all.
Cara: What is the quality you most like in a man?
Jane: Great question, it’s when they don’t just look at you, but when they really see you. Since I started running my recruiting business, I’ve learned to bury my worries and present my business face to customers. It’s great for business, but it doesn’t serve me well in my personal life.
Cara: What is the last book you read?
Jane: My author knows we have the same taste in books. S.J. is always recommending books to me. I just read the last book in the Breeder series. It rocked. I just have to say one thing. Spin-off. Please!
Cara: Thank you. You’re very sweet. Which living person do you most admire?
Jane: That’s an easy one, my grandpa. He’s incredibly smart, sweet, and so cute. All my life he’s been there with guidance and encouragement. I don’t even want to think about what a mess my life would be if I hadn’t listened to his advice.
Cara: Do you have a motto?
Jane: Work first and then play. I learned that from my Grandpa.
IN THE BLIND Blurb
Jane thinks she’s ready to take the risks her business and love life desperately need. Rob’s still punishing himself for a broken relationship that wasn’t meant to last. When the pair let an opportunity pass them by, fate steps in and throws them back together. An evening of pitch black unrestrained passion at Club Blind opens her eyes to life’s possibilities. Now, if they don’t fight past their personal demons, they might never truly discover what they need most. If they can open their hearts, it might lead them directly to each other where they can discover their truth. If not, they may forever stay in the blind.
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IN THE BLIND Excerpt:
The door continued to open every few minutes. Finally, the woman in front of Jane was taken away. She could see nothing past the door besides black. Until the door closed, she continued gazing into the darkness. How would the loss of sight change the experience? Would she feel more? What would he feel like? Nerves shook through her limbs, and sweat tickled her palms.
The door opened, and she stood straight as a statue. This was crazy. She searched for pockets in her robe. When she found none, she swallowed back a curse.
The escort stopped in front of her. “Are you having second thoughts?” He shifted the goggles higher on his forehead.
“Would you like to step back and wait to go or …” He stepped back and cracked the door open. “Sometimes it helps to hear the sounds of the other participants.”
She closed her eyes and took in the moans and let her mind drift to what her body would feel like to make her make those kinds of sounds.
“I don’t want to pressure you. Tell me what you want.”
“Thank you.” She opened her eyes and took a step towards him. The only way was forward. “I’m ready.”
“Good for you.” He reached out and took hold of her hand. “Come on, I’ll take you to the lucky one, for tonight.” He winked and tugged her forward.
Once the door closed behind them, Jane was surrounded by unending black. She looked around, but there was nothing, no end to the darkness. A nervous shiver danced along her spine, followed by thoughts of haunted houses. What would she find around the next corner? Her escort tugged her forward, bringing her back to the night’s purpose.
She needed to remember why she was here. She needed to live in the moment. There was a good chance she was about to touch the man who would give her release.
They slowed, turned a corner, and after a couple more steps they stopped. She swallowed the lump in her throat when her escort placed her hand into another’s.
“Enjoy.” He squeezed her shoulder, and she sensed his presence leave the space.
A pull on her hand forced her feet forward a couple of steps. She stopped just as abruptly when she bumped into a hard chest—the man of the hour. This man would touch her soon, but he wasn’t yet. He was only holding her hand. Her breasts moved with her uneven breathing, and her nipples scraped against his chest.
Why wasn’t he touching her? Was he nervous, too, or having second thoughts? She reached up in curiosity to make sure he wasn’t wearing a pair of night-vision goggles, but only found soft hair. She followed the section of hair to above his shoulder and continued onto smooth skin and around his shoulder to his bicep thick with muscle. Her heart thumped, and her breath quickened as moisture covered her needy pussy.
She breathed deeply, taking in his delicious musky scent. Her hand wandered to his chest and found more of the same, firm skin rounding over firm muscles. A warm hand landed over hers and held her hand tight to his chest. A nose tickled her ear.
“Do you like?”
“Yes,” she admitted.
“I’d like to explore you now, okay?”
She pushed out the breath she held and worked to breathe normally. His hand landed softly on her cheek, fingertips caressed her chin, and then up to her temple. The gentle touches raised a long sleeping yearning within her, and she leaned into his touch.
His thumb swept across her bottom lip. Curiosity wore away her reserve, and she let her tongue reach out and taste his fingers. One digit pushed into her mouth, and she sucked lightly, enjoying his clean taste.
The finger left her mouth, a second of waiting, and then his mouth crushed down on hers. His lips were firm and demanding, feeding her hunger. He ran his fingers through her hair, and then his warm wet tongue swept through her mouth. Back and forth, deep, then gentle, their tongues dueled. She explored more of him as her need to know him intimately soared.
His touch lingered around her shoulders and down her sides. When he found her ass, he kneaded the globes. The kiss ended as abruptly as it started, leaving her wanting.
She heard nothing but the driving rhythm of the music, each track feeding right into another. The current song enchanted her, and her hips swayed. No one could see her, so there was no reason for self-conscious thoughts. The brilliance of the club hit her with full force. It didn’t matter who she was or who he was. Tonight, they celebrated life and the pleasures they could bring their bodies. Everyone deserved pleasure. Even her.