Thanks to Cia for hosting me today for my I Love it Rough
Blog tour. I’m happy to be here to speak about the sequel to I Like Em Pretty,
I Love it Rough, the second book in the N’awlins Exotica series.
The first book was more of a romance, a story of the budding
love between a detective and a stripper who might also be a possible murder
suspect. Frankie Choteau is called to the Garden District to investigate the
death of successful businessman, Bob Kales. Along with the dead body, he finds
the victim’s cute boy toy, Kajika Fortier, an exotic dancer at N’awlins Exotica
complex. From the moment they meet, sparks fly and the two are instantly drawn
together.
Now in book two, Frankie and Kajika face challenges in their
new relationship. Frankie has come out to his peers and some of them aren’t
treating him the same. The tragedy is mounting and upsetting him, pushing
Detective Choteau to the brink of exhaustion. He thinks about quitting and
wants Kajika to be by his side a lot more often, but Kajika balks at this and
the two separate. Added in is a serial killer looking for his next victim,
sexual tension between supporting characters Vance Morain, Kenina Porter, and
Orrin Daugherty as well as Kajika’s new found “family members.” This is what I
wanted book one to be; more of a mainstream book with the romance supporting
the main plot.
In this book there are some twists and surprises as well as a
little violence. I feel I pushed the limits with this book to add more intrigue
into this already complex series of books.
If you haven’t picked up the books yet they’re available at
Amazon, All Romance, and Smashwords. Thanks for listening to me today. Please enjoy
a blurb and snippet form the newest book!
Blurb
Livin’ in N’awlins ain’t all that easy…
Kajika Fortier loves his job, the attention he gets from
onlookers, and Frankie Choteau. However, his new partner’s jealousy, mood
swings, and over protectiveness drives Kajika to the brink but at the same
time, excites him to no end.
To complicate things further, a murderer is on the loose
looking for blood. All three of the killer’s victims are strippers which not
only makes Frankie nervous about Kajika’s safety but leaves him questioning his
love for being a homicide detective. Coupled with the stresses of cold cases as
well as some fellow officers shunning him for coming out, Frankie is having
second thoughts about staying in New Orleans. Despite the encouragement from
Vance, Kenina, and Orrin as well as new chief Quinn Murray, Frankie is
wondering if his life’s passion really is to catch the killers.
Will the new couple survive these new issues that impede
their nearly perfect union? Or will the relationship fail, thus leaving Kajika
alone and a target for New Orleans latest serial killer? Detective Choteau and
Kajika’s commitment to one another is being tested in more ways than one and
they only have one another to lean on.
Excerpt
“Babe?
Frankie?” Kajika’s voice snapped him out of his haze, and he rushed to the
living room to greet his man. The moment Frankie met the brown gaze of his
husband to be, his breath caught in his chest. He sure loved to look at the
beautiful man Kajika Fortier had always been.
“Hey,
sugah.” Frankie grabbed his arms and brought him in for a passionate kiss on
the lips. Just that sent a stir to his groin he knew he’d need to take care of
immediately. “How was work?”
Kajika
reciprocated the embrace. “Long.” He dropped his bag and kicked it over in
front of the closet. “I danced for almost forty minutes. Lana didn’t show up at
the club tonight. I tried calling her, but she didn’t pick up. I really wanted
to stop by but not without someone. I recall you telling me about the rash of
assaults in her neighborhood.”
Frankie
nodded and massaged his man’s shoulders. “I’m glad you didn’t go by there
alone, babe. Perhaps we’ll go check on her tomorrow after our early dinner? Perhaps she was sick or something or her phone
ran out of juice.”
Kajika
agreed and wrapped his arms around Frankie’s waist. “I suppose.” Kajika’s
worried expression instantly transformed to a smile. “So, my man, what did you
do all day besides call and get me in trouble with everyone?”
“Who
me?” Frankie pointed to himself, and his eyes widened in surprise. “Nah, them
girls just jealous, that’s all, especially Naomi. I don’t know what’s taking
Orrin so long to ask her out on a formal date.”
“Me
neither.” Kajika clicked his teeth and leaned forward, taking a small bit of
Frankie’s bottom lip in between his own. “I mean, they looked like they’d hit
it off real well when we all got together at the club weeks ago. She said they
talk on the phone almost every weekend, but Orrin gets so busy at the station.”
Frankie
groaned and reached around his lover’s body, clenching his buttocks tightly
between his fingers. Surges of energy instantly shot to his groin and his
nipples in response to Kajika’s affections. “Yeah, well, I know all about that.
Still, he’s had a chance or two to just grab a bite with her or even a drink.
Perhaps now that Kenie’s back he can try asking her out.”
“Hopefully
so. My girl needs some dick, so she’ll stop snapping on me.” Kajika laughed,
moving forward into Frankie’s touches. He traced the lines of his face as well
as his newly trimmed mustache and beard. “Well, enough about them. What’s on
the agenda for our first night alone in a while, hmm? I’m not real hungry…for
food, anyway. We had a quickie in the shower this morning−”
“Which
ain’t enough, lover.” Frankie gripped Kajika’s ass and lifted him from the
floor, licking his lips like a tasty treat. He flashed a wicked grin. “I’m
ready to go all night if we have to, sweetheart. I’ve been resting up for you
all damn day.”
Kajika
chuckled and shifted, wrapping his legs around Frankie’s waist. “Then show me,
babe. I’m not too tired to get it on into the wee hours, Frankie.” Kajika
caressed Frankie’s lips with his fingertips, pushing one into his mouth.
Frankie
hungrily accepted, taking Kajika’s entire finger in, sucking it to the knuckle.
“With pleasure−”
Before
Frankie could finish his sentence, his phone buzzed in his pocket, disturbing
him from further thought.
Frankie
grimaced but continued to hold onto Kajika. “Damn! I knew I should’ve switched
this fucking thing off!”
“Ugh!”
Kajika forced himself out of Frankie’s grip and frowned, petulantly crossing
his arms over his chest. “Should I go to the bedroom and wait for you or expect
to be eating a late night snack alone, watching I Love Lucy re-runs?”
Frankie
glanced at the screen and held his finger up to wait.
Of
course the station was calling to interrupt his special moment. “Hello?”
“Frankie,
Kenie here. I need you in here now, man. Orrin and Vance are on another case,
and I need backup. There’s been a murder near Louis Three again.”
Frankie
cursed silently and shook his head.
“Erg!”
Kajika stomped out of the room, not bothering to look back.
“Seriously?
Goddamnit, I…” Frankie ran his hand over his head, thinking of an excuse not to
go in. “Damn, Kenie, I was trying to enjoy my night off, and low and behold we
gotta case on your first night back.”
Frankie
could hear her grin through the phone. “Yeah, just your dumb luck, huh,
beloved? Come on, boy, don’t make me come and get you, right? I’m sorry I might
be spoiling the evening with your pretty boy lovah, but−”
Frankie
rolled his eyes and sighed, knowing his man would be very upset. “No, you’re really not, but whatever. What’s the
address?”
“Thirty
Seven, Seventeen Orleans is the address. We’ll−”
Frankie’s
eyes bulged, and his heart stopped.
Could it be? Oh hell!
“Kenie, you said a
murder at that address?”
Kenina
cleared her throat. “Yes, sir, can we…”
“I’ll
see you in about twenty.” Frankie’s heart sped up not knowing what the heck to
say to his man who was already upset about their plans being interrupted. Just
how the hell would he say that his fellow dancer might be a victim of murder?
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complex characters already comfortable with their sexuality. Thorough these, he
builds worlds not centered on erotica but rather the mainstream plots we might
encounter in everyday life through personal experiences or the media. To find
out more please visit http://tabooindeed.blogspot.com.
Author Sharita Lira: In one word, crazy.
Just crazy enough to have 3 different muses running around in her head, driving
her to sheer exhaustion with new plot bunnies and complex characters.
This happily married mother of two
beautiful children loves music, computers, reading, and still enjoys reading
and writing fanfiction. She’s a proud member of the Erotica Readers &
Writers Association, as well as an advocate for rights of LGBT citizens. She’s also a contributor to the heavy metal
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For more information, please visit http://www.thelitriad.com as well as her Facebook fanpage, The Literary Triad.
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