PROMOTIONAL EVENT for There’s Wild, Then There’s You by M. Leighton

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As you know, Jet is a singer and well…we just had to bring music into this event. So, what we have for you is an excerpt that ties into the music playlist that M. Leighton used while writing the book!
 
Here’s a tip: find the song on the playlist and listen to it while reading the excerpt. Have fun!
TitleThere’s Wild, Then There’s You (The Wild Ones #3)
Author: M. Leighton
Age group: New Adult
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Print Length: 304 pages

Publisher: Berkley (June 3, 2014)

ISBN: 0425267822 (ISBN13: 9780425267820)

ASIN: B00H87RODE

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He’s someone she can’t trust…

 

 

 

She’s someone he thinks he knows…
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Violet Wilson is a wallflower. Shy, serious, and accident-prone, she’s got a bad habit of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. The night she’s forced to pose with her friend might just be the worst time of all—that’s when she meets Jet Blevins. She knows better than to get involved with someone like him, but he touches her in ways she never expected, neverwanted before.

On the outside, Jet is a typical rocker, an arrogant lead guitarist who unapologetically lives a wild lifestyle. But on the inside, he’s battling demons and using the stage to escape the troubles of his past and the addictions of his present. Until the night he sees Violet standing at the back of the room. She brings his life into focus. She knows his secrets. She’s the girl he can’t forget, and the one thing he craves more than his addiction.

But can they ever hope to have a future when their very foundation is nothing but lies?


 
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Through Glass-Stone Sour
It’s when the lights dim and Jet exchanges his bass for an acoustic guitar and sits on the edge of the stage that I realize I’m not as strong as I thought I was. After he gets situated, a spotlight clicks on and focuses its radiance on Jet. With his head bent as he adjusts the strings on his guitar, his hair looks like an ink spill in the light. Everyone around me is quiet as we wait, mesmerized by nothing more than his presence. He closes his eyes with the first strum of his guitar. The simple sound vibrates through me, pulling me into its rhythm, into the song. Into Jet. He tips his head back, turning his face into the light as he picks out notes. When he opens his eyes, staring out into the brightness, they glisten like pale blue diamonds. He turns them onto the crowd for a few seconds, until he begins to sing. That’s when they find me. And I forget that we’re in a room full of people and that I shouldn’t be feeling this way about him. I’m simply lost. Lost to the moment, lost to the feeling. Lost to Jet. Smoothly, he begins to sing the words to “Through Glass.” The lyrics float around me. His voice slides through me. But it’s Jet . . . It’s whatever makes Jet Jet that weaves a spell around me, a spell like silk ribbon that holds me right here. Right now. Right where he wants me, and right where I want to be. His eyes never leave mine as he sings. Not once. He doesn’t glance down or around, doesn’t look at anyone else. Not for a single second. And no one steps between us. It’s like the ocean of people parted in reverence of what’s happening, and that no one would dare to interrupt it. When he strums the last chord, no one moves. Not Jet, not me, not the people in the crowd. We all stay perfectly still, watching him watch me. Jet doesn’t smile or wink or make this moment cute or contrived. He just stares at me like he’s seeing me for the first time. Or maybe that he’s feeling me for the first time. Like I’m feeling him.
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Lost In You-Three Days Grace
“Do you know how much I want you, Violet?” he asks, his lips teasing my chin and my throat while his hands roam my back. “Do you know what kinds of things I’ve dreamed of doing to you?” His words are an aphrodisiac unto themselves. I close my eyes, concentrating on his hands and his mouth. “I’ve dreamed of what your face would look like the first time I take one of your nipples into my mouth.” As he speaks, his fingers nimbly work the clasp at my shoulder, loosening it and letting the bodice fall away from my chest. I feel the pucker of my nipples against the cool air when he leans back. “God, they’re even more perfect than I imagined,” he says, cupping my breasts in his palms. “Now I’ll know just what it feels like to slide my tongue between them.” As he speaks, I feel his lips move against me and then the wet heat of his tongue as he traces my cleavage. “And if your face looks like I imagined.” My knees nearly buckle at the first touch of his tongue to me. He laves my nipple before pulling it into his mouth to suck on it. I thread my fingers into his hair, holding him to me. “Even better than I imagined,” he declares, moving his attention to my other side, to toy with the other one. “Mmmm, you like that don’t you, baby?” “Yes,” I answer. “Just wait,” he murmurs against me, his hands pushing my dress down over my hips. When I’m standing before him in nothing but my heels, Jet urges me to sit on the corner of the mattress. He nudges my knees apart, my legs dropping over either side of the firm surface. “I’m gonna make you come, Violet. So hard that your body goes limp. So hard that I can feel it when I stick my tongue inside you.” Again, Jet kneels between my legs, placing his palms against the inside of either thigh and pushing them farther apart. As I watch, he presses kisses from my knee to my groin, growing ever closer to the throb that he alone put in me. When he leans slightly forward to run his tongue down my crease, I jerk, unable to control the contraction of my muscles. I gasp, and Jet pulls me toward him, sliding his tongue inside me, licking me from the inside. I throw my head back, resting my weight on my hands behind me, lest I fall back on the bed. Jet moves his hands under my butt and grips me tight, picking me up and holding me up to his mouth, open and ready. With his lips and his tongue, he savors every inch of me, inside and out. When the tension in me builds so high it takes my breath, Jet seems to sense it, quickening his movements, flicking his tongue over me until something inside me bursts and I come apart in shards of sparkling glass and light.
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Series reading order: The Wild Ones

Wild Child (novella)

Some Like It Wild

There’s Wild, Then There’s You (coming June 3, 2014)

 

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Michelle

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author, M. Leighton, is a native of Ohio.
She relocated to the warmer climates of the South, where she can be near the water all summer and miss the snow all winter.
Possessed of an overactive imagination from early in her childhood, Michelle finally found an acceptable outlet for her fantastical visions: literary fiction. Having written over a dozen novels, these days Michelle enjoys letting her mind wander to more romantic settings with sexy Southern guys, much like the one she married and the ones you’ll find in her latest books. When her thoughts aren’t roaming in that direction, she’ll be riding wild horses, skiing the slopes of Aspen or scuba diving with a hot rock star, all without leaving the cozy comfort of her office.

Michelle loves to hear from readers! You can find her (and she will chat your ear off) here:

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~RACHEL~
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