Baumgartner Generations: Janie »

Like any feline, Selena Kitt loves the things that make her purr-and wants nothing more than to make others purr right along with her! Pleasure is her middle name, whether it’s a short cat nap stretched out in the sun or a long kitty bath. She makes it a priority to explore all the delightful distractions she can find, and follow her vivid and often racy imagination wherever it wants to lead her.

Her writing embodies everything from the spicy to the scandalous, but watch out-this kitty also has sharp claws and her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.

When she’s not pawing away at her keyboard, Selena runs an innovative publishing company (www.excessica.com) and in her spare time, she worships her devoted husband, corrals five kids and a dozen chickens, all while growing an organic garden. She also loves bellydancing and photography.

Her novel, EcoErotica was a 2009 Eppie Finalist and her novel, The Real Mother Goose was a 2010 Epic Award Finalist.

Selena’s story, Connections, was one of the two runners-up for the 2006 Rauxa Prize, given annually to an erotic short story of “exceptional literary quality.” Her story was chosen out of over 1,000 nominees, where awards are judged by a select jury and all entries are read “blind” (without author’s name available.)

She can be reached on her website at selenakitt.com.

Janie has moved to New York to try to make it as a writer, all the while serving as part-time lover in a polyamorous relationship with Veronica and TJ and full-time nanny to their daughter, Beth. Janie’s life is already incredibly full when she runs into an agent one morning who sees great potential in her—and not just as a writer. As Janie’s relationship with Josh blooms and her career takes off, Ronnie’s happy surprise turns into a problem that even a vacation in a mountain cabin with the Baumgartners can’t fix, throwing everyone’s life off-kilter. Janie, especially, is spread thin, trying to please everyone while keeping Josh from finding out the true nature of her relationship with her benefactors. She knows she has to tell him eventually, but fear holds her back. Will she lose him? Will she be forced to make an impossible choice? Or will she, perhaps, find that the capacity for the human heart to love is, indeed, endless?

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Warnings: This title contains graphic language, sex, and mff menage and ff sex.
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EXCERPT:

"Would it be wrong to tell you how much I want to kiss you?" His eyes were silver in the moonlight, his breath full of sake.

"No," I whispered, putting my arms around his neck. "It would be really wrong not to do it, though."

"You think?" His lips met mine before I could think of a response, before I could think at all. He tasted like sake, too, but so did I. I wasn't sure it was the sake, though, that was sending the fire flowing through my veins as we kissed. I slipped a hand through his hair, all those dark curls, as his mouth slanted across mine and our tongues began to explore. I forgot where we were, I forgot everything but the feel of his body against mine, my breasts pressed against his chest as he pulled me in closer.

"Janie, I want you," he whispered, kissing my neck, enveloping me in his arms. I could feel that—his cock hard through his trousers, pressed against my belly. "Would it be wrong to take you home with me tonight?"

I shivered as he lavished kisses over my neck and shoulders, his breath hot, coming almost as fast as mine. I wanted to answer him, to tell him yes, but I was too afraid. What would happen then, I wondered? What would it be like, waking up with Josh but having to face Catherine in the morning? How was this going to work?

"Josh," I murmured as his hands moved down my back, cupping my ass, squeezing gently as his tongue made little circles over my collarbone. God, if he kept that up, I was going to be inviting him back to my place, and I didn't even want to think about the consequences of that, what Ronnie and TJ would say.

"You feel so good," he groaned, and before I knew it, we were kissing on a park bench, Josh pulling me into his lap.

My dress was too tight to allow me to straddle him properly, so he pushed it up and grabbed my hips, crushing the red silk of my panties directly against the heat of his erection. I could feel it through his trousers, riding up and down as we rocked together.

"Oh god," I moaned softly when he broke off to stroke my breasts through my dress, kissing the swell of my cleavage. I could see the hunger in his eyes when he looked up at me in the glow of a street light. "Please, Josh..."

He slipped a hand behind my neck, pulling my mouth down to his, kissing me breathless. When I slid my hand between us to feel the length of his cock through the thin material, he groaned against my mouth, arching up. I couldn’t stand it. If we kept on like this, we’d end up fucking right there on the park bench.

“Josh, wait,” I begged, burying my face against his neck, breathing hard. “Not here. Not like this.”

“You’re right,” he agreed, attempting to catch his breath, too. “My place?”

Angelique ,

(W)ickedly sexy,” “deliciously complicated” and “an erotic masterpiece” … Ms. Kitt expertly weaves a tale that is as realistic as it is compelling. It is truly amazing to watch as the story of Janie and Josh unfolds before your eyes…(D)o not read this book unless you are reasonably close to your significant other, have a large class of ice water to dump on yourself or keep another type of fire extinguisher handy!