Fifty Shades of Jungle Fever by L.V Lewis

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BOOK INFORMATION

TITLE – Fifty Shades of Jungle Fever

SERIES – The Ghetto Girl Romance Quadrilogy

AUTHOR – L. V. Lewis

GENRE – Contemporary Romance

LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 286

PUBLISHER – Jungle Fever Press

COVER ARTIST – Kristy Charbonneau at http://Covermecreative.com

 

 

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BOOK SYNOPSIS

FIFTY SHADES OF JUNGLE FEVER

Keisha Beale, a street-wise Chicago south-sider two years out of DePaul University, is a quarter million dollars in start-up capital away from realizing her dream of owning a recording studio/record store. She takes the place of her more business-savvy partner in a meeting with Tristan White himself, the venture capitalist they’ve targeted to fund their business.

A bi-racial–African American and Brazilian–woman with a troubled past, Keisha has been so focused on her business pursuits that her love life has been non-existent. Tristan White is the devastatingly handsome, 32-year old CEO of White Enterprises, the firm he built using only the inheritance his mother left him to prove to his father he had the mettle to do it alone. He comes from a long line of wealth, and lives the life of a “one-percenter” on Chicago’s Gold Coast.

Tristan is accustomed to controlling every aspect of his life given his birth into a world of white privilege.

50 Shades to the 2nd Power…

When Keisha and Tristan’s worlds collide, sparks fly, and a fever is ignited in them both that they have never experienced before. It turns out they each have secrets, but together, in the unorthodox arrangement Tristan proposes, they discover passions they never knew they had.

… Meets Keisha From The Block!

The Ghetto Girl title is, in all truthfulness, a misnomer. Keisha Beale is a highly-educated young woman who just happens to have been born on the other side of the socio-economic tracks. She embraces all of who she is, and navigates almost effortlessly in both worlds.

Erotic, amusing, and in places hilarious, the Ghetto Girl Romance Quadrilogy is a parody with a new take on a Fifty Shades type story that will take you even further into the BDSM world, and promises to make the vanilla original Fifty Shades more colorful.

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EXCERPT

“Speaking of our association, how long are we talking here?”

Tristan leans against the building, folds his arms casually, and props one jean-clad leg behind him. “You anxious to get rid of me, Ms. Beale?” He deflects with questions better than anyone.

I fold my arms, not allowing him to stare me down. “I asked my question first.”

“If I were to answer based on past associations: a year. Two max.”

So, my shelf life was the equivalent of a fiscal year or two if I looked at it from a business perspective. Could I even survive that long?

“And just how do your, er, associations usually end?”

“I or my submissive will allow it to come to a conclusion organically.”

“Meaning, you or she will indicate it’s not working and exercise your right to dump or be dumped?”

“Yes, but it’s usually very amicable.”

Struggling to look impassive, I chew on by bottom lip despite myself. “You’d better be glad you didn’t meet the twenty-one-year-old version of me.”

“Why is that?”

“That Keisha didn’t take forced endings too well. She was fond of super gluing sensitive body parts of ex-boyfriends.” I have no idea why I admit this to him. I suppose it isn’t as much to let him know I’m nobody’s fool but to get a rise out of him.

Tristan doesn’t react. We are both wearing dueling poker faces. “As I’ve said before, you’re not a woman who should ever have to play host to the green-eyed monster. Never let anyone usurp your confidence. Not even me.”

It doesn’t surprise me that Tristan is wholly self-contained and keeps his emotions close to the vest. If I hang around him long enough, I could learn some things. “Thanks for the . . . advice.”

 

 

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AUTHOR BIO

L. V. Lewis is a married, mother of four who lives and works in the Florida Panhandle. Early in her career Lewis decided stories like Fifty Shades of Grey needed a little more diversity and comedy. She penned Fifty Shades of Jungle Fever as a parodied response to those wildly popular books from a woman of color. A voracious reader since kindergarten, Lewis loves nothing more than to curl up with a good book and a glass of wine. Now that Lewis has young adults who think they don’t need their parents anymore, she has taken up the second career of writing. Her love for writing is only eclipsed by her love for her family.

 

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I never expected to be that girl. The one desiring the touch of two brothers and being thrust into a world of intense pleasure. Not in reality anyway.

 

Both of these brothers are out to please and they both have the equipment to do it. The Wilder brothers have proved that.

 

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We’re all fine with sharing. Things are going smoothly. It saves the brothers from having to commit and it ensures that I’ll always get the sexual satisfaction that I desire. I mean what girl doesn’t dream of having sex with the two most sinfully sexiest brothers to walk this earth?

 

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tag19Kyan is watching me with a lazy smirk as I look down at my camera. “I guess the next spot is in my bedroom. Not many girls get invited in there.” He tugs on the end of my ponytail as his eyes roam over my body. “Good thing you dressed comfortably. You need to be flexible for this part.”

 

I watch the way his ass and back muscles move as he exits the room. “Holy shit,” I say to myself. I pull my shirt away from my chest as I get an instant rush of heat through my body. He does this on purpose; uses the perfect words to make a girl sweat bullets. He’s sexy, smooth, and successful; the perfect blend of trouble.

 

I stop in his doorway and watch him as he undoes his jeans and tugs at his zipper. His eyes meet mine and stay there, as he drops his jeans and kicks them aside. I can’t help but to take notice of his thick thighs and how they flex whenever he moves.

 

Drool… don’t expose yourself now.

 

He walks over to stand in front of me and reaches for my camera, setting it down on the foot of his bed. It sinks into the thick, white blanket and we both watch it before locking eyes again.

 

“Show me how you want my boxers.” Grabbing my arms, he places my hands on the top of his briefs.

 

“Excuse me?”

 

He takes my fingers and hooks them into the front of his black briefs. “Pull them down to where you want them. Show me.”

 

This is too much power. Too much power is never a good thing. I gently tug them down a bit, exposing the top of his hipbones.

 

He laughs. “Are you uncomfortable with me being in my boxers?” He pulls me toward him. “Let’s fix that.”

 

Before I know it he’s on his knees, tugging my shorts down my legs.

 

I instantly get embarrassed. “What are you doing?” He grabs my hips and lifts me as he kicks his foot out and pushes my shorts across the floor.

 

“There. Now we’re both in our underwear. Better?”

 

I look down at my black, lacy panties, before looking up to see that he’s biting his bottom lip. Again, he always seems to do that when he shows interest.

 

I feel silly so I start to laugh. “Are you serious?”

 

He reaches for my hands again and practically shoves them into the top of his briefs. “Dead serious.” He flashes his dimples. “Now take control and show me how you want my boxers.”

 

The power behind his demand feeds me and I find myself tugging his black briefs down until the top of his thick shaft is exposed, along with the top part of his muscular ass.

 

He looks down and lifts an eyebrow. “Better.” He hands me my camera before he walks around the side of the bed and tugs the huge blanket off, leaving nothing but a black, silk sheet.

 

I feel oddly confident standing here in my underwear about to photograph America’s sexiest bachelor. I’m not sure if this is a temporary confidence, but it feels good. I’m having fun. I find myself kicking my shoes aside and jumping onto his bed while trying to balance my camera.

 

He smiles up at me as he lies down on his back and adjusts the sheet so that it’s between his legs. Without my direction, he places one hand behind his head and waits for me to start snapping pictures. It seems with each click of the button that his briefs start to get lower and lower, exposing more of his body.

 

Playing it smooth, he flips over onto his stomach. He lowers his briefs until the top half of his ass is exposed. His ass is so round and firm that all I want to do is bite it. My breathing picks up as he slides one arm under his pillow and looks up with a seductive look in his eyes.

 

He must notice my change in breathing, because his eyes meet mine and suddenly he sits up and gets on his knees below me. I’m standing on his bed and he’s just looking up at me with the sexiest face I’ve ever seen.

 

His question surprises me. “Have you ever thought about fucking me?”

 

My saliva thick, I swallow, and let out a nervous laugh. “What?”

 

He reaches for my camera and pulls it out of my hand, before tossing it beside him. Then he grips onto my hips and looks up at me. “Have. You. Ever. Thought. About. Fucking. Me?” He grips my hips harder when I don’t answer him. “Tell me the truth. Please don’t ever lie to me.”

 

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tag15Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion.

 

She lives for a good romance book with tattooed bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When she’s not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorites shows such as Sons Of Anarchy, Dexter and True Blood.

 

She is the author of Wake Up Call, This Regret, Slade, Hemy, and Get Off on the Pain. Victoria is currently working on more releases for 2015.

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