Finger Bang

By: Jade C. Jamison

Orgasmic Meditation? Therapeutic?! Kaylee Baker is horrified when her girlfriends suggest a trip to artsy Boulder, Colorado, to check out the latest craze. What her friends don’t know about Kaylee is that she is a little repressed, bordering on frigid, and the idea of a complete stranger bringing her to orgasm—therapeutic or not—is horrifying.



Blaze Donahue has admired Kaylee from afar for quite some time, and part of the reason he’s kept his distance is because he’s had no indication that she might even be interested. But when he’s given the opportunity to offer her his own version of OM with no strings attached, he makes an offer she has a hard time refusing.



When there are undeniable sparks between the two, Kaylee runs, afraid of the overwhelming feelings she has for this gorgeous, sensitive guy. Blaze feels compelled to convince her otherwise but wonders if he’ll be able to crack through the ice surrounding this sweet girl. Can they find true love or will it just be a one-time O?



“What’s the part that has you freaking out more? The fact that it would be a stranger or that you’d be paying for it?”

His question helped Kaylee relax a little. It felt like he was taking a practical approach and wanted to discuss the matter as two adults. They weren’t actually talking about orgasms or…fingers and clits, for God’s sake. So she took a deep breath and gave the matter a little thought. It didn’t take long for her to say, “I think it’s that it’s a stranger.” She didn’t know why she felt compelled to continue—especially with Blaze—but she did. “Seriously. It’s hard enough to relax and then you have someone you’ve never met before trying to make you feel good. I can’t imagine.” She smiled and rolled her eyes, hoping she appeared relaxed now, because she was far from it.

Blaze didn’t intend to help the matter at all. “What if it was you and me?”

Had she heard him right? And why the hell was her heart thudding in her chest? She had a hard time sucking in a breath, but when she was able to, she asked, “What do you mean?” Her voice was so low, she was surprised he could hear it.

“If I was the therapist.” He sat up and used the index and middle fingers of both his hands to air quote his last word. “You know…my sister, Maddy, and Shannon go to Boulder to have some stranger finger bang them, but what if someone you knew took care of you here?”

Her jaw didn’t drop to the table but she had lost all words. She just wished she could figure out if Blaze was yanking her chain or making her the offer of a lifetime.





Dear Friends:



I don’t do funny that often. You know that. More often than not, I prefer gritty and raw or at least more straight-laced. I can count the number of funny (or funny-ish) books I’ve written on one hand—Everything But might qualify as well as Feverish, although neither one is full of belly laughs. The one that comes closest would be Quickies, and that’s only because of the short story “Potluck Fail.” No, instead I will sometimes inject humor in a book, but that’s not the main focus.



Well, the same can be said of Finger Bang, but I think you’ll notice right off the bat that it’s a lot more lighthearted than many of my other books. This book could not help but have humor infused within it. There was no avoiding it. What did you expect with a title like that? I knew before I even wrote it that it would be funny…and, for me, that was a much-needed break after the heart-tugging themes in Be Careful What You Wish For.



You’re probably wondering what the hell inspired me on this one. Two months ago, I had no plans to write a book like this, but Kristen of my Street Team read an article (I am not making this up) called, “Boulder is Now the Clit Tickling Capitol of the World” found in the online magazine The Rooster. (Go on—Google it. You know you want to!) She knows I go to Boulder several times a year, and we were laughing and joking about how I might want to do some research. Well, not even a scientist can figure out how my screwed up brain works, because the next thing you know, I’m writing the blurb for the book that would become Finger Bang, and just a few short days later, I’m writing the dang book. I even saw the cover in my mind as I was working through the plot in my head. It changed by the time it became a cover, but you get the idea.

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