The Offer by Jayne Blue
Series: Call Girl, Inc.
Source: Review by Request
Copy Provided by the Author
My Rating: 4 of 5 Stars
Meet Nina Sharpe, pleasure is about to become her business…
I was 35 years old before I learned that the one thing I’m phenomenally good at is sex. Don’t get me wrong, I do plenty of other things reasonably well. When it comes to foreplay, though, I’m like the Steve Jobs of blow jobs…always looking to innovate.
I told myself all these things as I sat in the back of a stretch limousine. Just outside the car door was an unassuming bungalow painted yellow. I was here for work. A probationary assignment, of sorts. Once the car door opened, the rest of my life would start.
A man and my future waited for me somewhere inside that house, beyond the front door painted in festive red. Scarlet. A fitting color for what he wanted. For twelve hours and $100,000 he would own every naked inch of me.
Just one night for a small fortune that would change my life forever, if I had the courage to walk through that red door….
This is my story. Don’t try this at home.
This book is intended for mature audiences.
Nina Sharpe is NOT your average Call-Girl!
She is way more awesome…
I’m like the Steve Jobs of blow jobs…always looking to innovate…
When I read the blurb on this book and saw the “Steve Jobs of Blow Jobs” quote, I knew this book was for me. How could I possibly pass up an invitation like that?!?
This was a fun blend of erotica and light humor,
it has an amazing lead female character,
& it sucked me in immediately.
This is not the usual call-girl story we’re all familiar with. Generally these women are forced into high-class prostitution by dire circumstances and spend the majority of the book feeling guilty about enjoying whatever sexual experiences are inflicted on them…
Not the case with The Offer!
Our beloved call girl Nina could certainly use the money – I mean who couldn’t? She’s offered a million dollar annual salary… That’s a lot of zeroes, and certainly worth consideration.
Nina is not a desperate twenty-something looking for easy money in the sex trade. She’s closing Real Estate deals for the rich and famous. Nina might have struggled a time or two – she raised her little sister alone from the time she was eighteen – but she always comes out on top. She doesn’t merely survive… She thrives.
Meet Nina Sharpe:
Nina’s marriage crumbled in the wake of her husband’s gambling addiction. Now newly single and in her thirties, she’s starting over. After closing the biggest deal of her life, she’s offered an interesting position by her mysterious client…
Side note: Petra Vallin (the client in question) is one of the most intriguing secondary characters I’ve read all year. She’s every bit as pragmatic and driven as Nina, and has built lucrative empire shrouded in mystery. Nobody quite knows how she became so wealthy…
She carefully cultivated her call-girl business with a ruthless business mind. Every situation is planned; her clients are as thoroughly vetted as her employees. She matches her clients and employees based on mutual tastes.
Petra makes Nina an offer she can’t refuse – One night, one client, one-hundred-thousand dollars. If she doesn’t like it, she can walk away.
The reader follows Nina as she thinks over this lucrative offer, and eventually finds herself on the precipice of a brand new life…
Along the journey we learn more about Nina’s life and motives, we’re treated to several superbly written sexual situations, and lovely humor.
The following conversation between Nina & Dodger (her personal Chauffeur/Bodyguard) had me cracking up. See, Dodger listens to Nina’s sessions and is ready to burst in should a client get out of hand. In this scene he asks Nina to come up with a safeword to let him know she needs help:
I thought for a moment. “What about your last name? What if I just called your name if I think I’m in trouble?”
He nodded. “Good plan. My full name is Will U. Anal-Fist-Me.”
Yeah, that’s my kind of humor…
Did someone just discover a new awesome series?
This book was fabulous.
I can’t wait to follow Nina as she embarks on more adventures.
I heard the soft click of a door closing toward the front of the house. I froze, gripping the edge of the bathroom counter. My pulse pounded in my temples. I willed my fingers off the marble, shook them out, straightened my shoulders, and gave myself the best steely-eyed glare I could muster in my reflection. I counted to ten. Stepping back, I did a once-over in the full-length mirror on the closet door. I was nervous, for sure, but I also felt a tremor of excitement.
I walked into the bedroom.
“I’m out in the kitchen if you want to join me for a drink,” called a deep, not unkind voice. I went out to meet it.
Jack was already pouring wine into two glasses at the kitchen counter, something white. He slid one by the stem toward me. “If you want,” he said, “I can also mix you something.”
“Wine is perfect,” I answered. My voice was steady. “You’re Jack?”
He nodded. “I am.” I stepped around the counter and was now standing two feet away from him.
Jack extended his hand, and I met it in a firm shake. I tried to size him up without looking like I was sizing him up. Then I just gave up and stared. He was much better at this than I was. His eyes hadn’t left me since I’d walked out of the bedroom, and I sensed not one bit of nerves from him.
Jack was tall and lean, but broad-shouldered. He wore a tailored gray suit with a light blue dress shirt. He’d already thrown the jacket and tie across one of the dining room chairs and was in the process of unbuttoning the top two buttons at his collar. He had thick curly brown hair with a fair amount of peppered gray. He was handsome, but not pretty. If I’d seen him out in the world, I would definitely have found him attractive. And I did now, but it seemed very much beside the point. Still, since I had no real idea what to expect, at least outwardly, Jack was a pleasant surprise.
I reached for my wine glass but hesitated before I drank it. “I don’t know if this is allowed.” Why did I say that out loud? There was supposed to be ambiance, right? Men like Jack – uh, Johns – want the illusion.
“It’s just us, Nina,” he said. He was smiling, kind, and not condescending.
“Okay,” I started again. This time I gulped the wine. “I just – I want this to be good – for you.” Ugh! I wanted to be smooth. I’m a grown-ass woman, not some clueless virgin! What in the world was Petra thinking when she said she saw something in me? Am I supposed to be cute/quirky like Julia Roberts? Smooth/sexy like Jane Fonda? Am I supposed to drop to my knees and blow him right here? I realized that Petra had really told me nothing about this man. She said her clients don’t just pay for sex. They pay for fantasies, scenarios, need-fulfillment. What was his?
I started again. “I’m really sorry. Maybe this isn’t such a good idea. I feel like I’m supposed to know something about you or what you like, and I….”
“Nina,” Jack said, putting his hand up and his wine down. “Do you want to leave? Are you comfortable? You know that’s an option, right? I understand your…background. If you don’t want to be here with me, just let me know.” I let out a breath and felt more comfortable almost immediately. Jack was calm and cool. I could be too.
“No. I want to be here. I understand the rules. That’s not it. I just would like to have some idea what…how you like to….”
He came toward me and filled my wine glass again. He clinked the edge of my glass with his and set the bottle on the counter. Taking his lead, I drank the wine. It was good, cold and dry. Warmth radiated from my stomach and slowly spread through my chest and shoulders. Jack kept his eyes on mine, and my smile came naturally. Jack set his glass down and crossed the distance between us.
He reached out and gently took me by the shoulders. He drew me closer to him so our foreheads touched. He exhaled. “What I want is just you, right now, like this. What I also want is – at some point very, very soon – to see if you’re as sexy out of that dress as you are in it. Then I’d like to play with you. A lot. We can do more wine. We can do dinner. We can do anything you need to make you comfortable. If you’re not, we stop. Period. This is simple. If I want something else, I’ll tell you.”
“Okay,” I said. My pulse was still beating hard, but it was disconnected from my heart now and centered on a much lower part of my anatomy. “I – I already ate though.” And then I leaned forward and kissed him rather firmly. I stepped back, feeling a little light-headed.
Jack moved his hands to my waist. There was a question in his eyes. What did I need to make me comfortable? Sex with a stranger didn’t scare me. It excited me. And Jack wasn’t really a stranger. I trusted Petra, and I knew Will was one word away. I spun the opal ring around my ring finger. I didn’t want small talk or the pretext that this was a date out in the real world. I was here to give Jack what he wanted. I felt the corners of my lips rise in a smile as I leaned to kiss him again. I drew him in deeper this time. My hand went up to cradle the back of his head, pulling him down toward me. I was a little out of breath when I moved away.
If Jack had a question in his eyes before, I had just given him the answer.
Jack gave the slightest hint of a smile before he moved in. And I mean Moved. In. Ninja-quick, he had his fingers at the small side zipper of my dress. Then he had me out of it. There I was, standing in that kitchen, naked from the waist up, my borrowed red dress pooled at my feet. I was breathless.
He stepped back. Leaning against the kitchen counter on one elbow, he poured himself another glass of wine. He drank the wine and me slowly in. I stood before him, my breath catching in my throat, making my chest, my boobs, heave as his eyes moved up and down me –at my face, my breasts, between my legs. I didn’t know if I should move, try to kiss him, take off my underwear. Then, I remembered his words. This is simple. Don’t think. If he wanted something else, he’d tell me. I stood still, watching his eyes. I knew my job was to just stand here in front of him, letting him look at me. It was powerful, primal. Though I knew I had the choice to stop it right now, I was his to look at as long as he wanted.
That little bit of wine was making a warm spot in my stomach. Further down, heat flared between my legs, and grew.
“Turn around,” Jack said. I did. A moment went by before Jack stepped just behind me, pulling me back to lean against his solid form. He snaked his arm around me, his hand running down my stomach to rest between my legs. I knew he could feel the heat and wetness growing there, and I loved that it gave him confirmation. “Yes, you’re sexier out of that dress,” he whispered in my ear, and he gently tugged my earlobe between his teeth.
I turned around and Jack circled his hands around my wrists, setting them on his shoulders. Then he ran his hands down the length of my body. He gripped my ass and drew me closer until I was pressed to the length of him. The clasp of his belt scratched at my belly button and he was rock-solid just below that. I wanted to see if he was just as sexy out of that suit. I curled my fingers behind his ears and drew him down to kiss him again. His kisses were perfect. His mouth was soft but urgent, distracting enough that it wasn’t until after that I realized he had a thumb on my nipple, rolling it into a hard point.
“Where –here?” I gasped when I came up for air.
He cupped a hand under my jaw, rubbing my temple with his thumb. “Nina, I want to bend you over this counter before we’re finished, but let’s start in the bedroom.”
Somehow, we got to the bed. I can’t remember if I walked or if he threw me over his shoulder. All I recall is hoping I would get the chance to get bent over that counter. I would, but not before Jack got his money’s worth.
Interview with Jayne Blue
If you were to describe your book in only one word, what would it be?
Witty-smut! (cheated…made up hyphenate, I know)
What would you say inspired you to write it?
I wanted three things in my erotica:
1.) a strong, smart heroine who totally “owned” her sexuality
2.) toe-curling good sex scenes
3.) a good story
What was the source of inspiration for Nina?
I wanted a Stephanie Plum/Sookie Stackhouse type… if she were a high end call girl. Nina’s smart and sassy like that. She just gets a TON more action!
How about Petra?
Helen Mirren in Red for sure. Without the call girl service part, she has bits of of my own mother in her too. At 70, she’s smoking hot, tough and smart. The woman is fierce!
Have you ever been hit by the infamous “writer’s block”? What did you do to escape it?
Not really. The trick for me is to give myself permission to suck some days. You just have to keep writing no matter what. On those days you weren’t feeling it, you can always go back later and make that chapter or page better in editing.
What is your all time favorite book?
Soo many. Outlander by Diana Gabaldon is certainly up there.
What made you pick that one above all others?
Nobody but nobody does characterization like Herself.
What’s the longest time you’ve spent working on a project?
Eight months. I quit my day job to stay home after my third son was born and went a little nutty like you do. I spent almost a year writing an epic paranormal-Greek God come to life-time travel romance that was 800 pages long. It’s under my bed and will stay there as a cautionary tale.
Would you say becoming an author has changed you? In what way?
I’m braver since becoming a published author. I’ve made a living from writing one way or another for over twenty years. But finally taking the plunge and putting my creative works out there has made me fearless in other aspects of my professional life too.
Was there ever a time, during your work for this book, when you felt like giving up? What made you change your mind?
There really wasn’t. Writing the Nina stories is an absolute blast.
What does your day-to-day life consist of? What else do you do, aside writing?
I still maintain a law practice and do media consulting work. Fiction writing, however, will soon be my day job. Very soon, fingers crossed. I also have four children from college to jr. high level.
How do you deal with bad reviews or acid criticism? What would you advise other authors to that effect?
I’ve worked in TV news and used to be a trial lawyer. I’ve had acid criticism hurled at me tons, this is no different. I have a pretty thick skin. Most of the time, it’s not really about you personally so I don’t take it that way. Haters gonna hate and huggers gonna hug!
Without giving us spoilers, of course, what can we expect from the next from the Call Girl, Inc. series?
Well, it’s not a traditional romance, of course. But Nina may just get a happily ever after. There’s just going to be a lot more hot sex and things blowing up before she gets there.
What do you have stored for us in the future? What are you working on/planning on next, aside from this series?
I have two other series going right now. My WLUV series is a more traditional, but super steamy romance set in a TV newsroom…a place near and dear to my heart. I also have a Call Girl Inc. spin off series called The Marilyn Job. It focuses on one of Petra’s bodyguards. After that, Jack Manning (Nina’s first John) is getting his own erotic romance. Petra’s origin story is burning a hole in the back of my brain too.
What made you decide to become an Author?
My sister. She’s the one who sat me down and talked to me about indie publishing. She gave me a book on it written by a famous author we both love. I got about two chapters in and started writing Nina. Never looked back.
What would you say was the toughest part?
There’s a steep learning curve with the technical side of indepenedent publishing. You end up with a masters degree level “real world” education on marketing, search engine optimization, formatting etc.
Did you hire professionals for editing, cover design, formatting?
I work with several different editors and cover designers, absolutely. The formatting, I learned myself.
How did you decide who to hire, if you worked with pros?
I had some connections from my media background in both areas. I also had a few author friends make recommendations.
How long did the production part take, from the moment you began working on the manuscript to when you hit “Publish”?
I wrote the first three books in the Nina series (and WLUV) back to back. That took me almost a year. I published those books essentially at the same time. Now, it takes me about a month to write the first draft of a new book and another month in post production.
Where is your work being distributed, Amazon, B&N, Smashwords, AREbooks/Omnilit, some other distributor? How did you decide which one(s) to go with?
The first volumes in all my series are available everywhere for free. For Call Girl Inc., and WLUV, I went exclusive with Amazon. That’s been a great decision for me since the launch of Kindle Unlimited. For the Marilyn Job series and my upcoming Jack Manning series, I’m going with wide distribution.
If you could turn back in time and do things differently, would you? What would you change?
I would have taken the publishing plunge sooner. No question. About a year ago, I finally asked myself what I was waiting for? The first time I hit “publish” was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.
If you could wish for any one thing, and it would immediately come true, what would you wish for?
I’ll spin this a little. If I had a superpower, I’d want the power to heal.
If you were stranded on an isolated island, what’s the one item you’d absolutely wish to have with you?
My husband. He can track, hunt, fish, grow anything, build anything with his hands and he looks like a short version of Timothy Olyphant….(fans self). Whew, is it hot in here?
Name your favorite fruit.
Chocolate covered strawberries.
Coffee or tea?
Coffee…pots of it.
How about favorite time of the day?
Early evenings. That’s when all my “chickens” are usually safe in the nest (those that still live in it). It’s also when I do most of my writing.
Were you a Girl Scout?
Yep. Made it all the way to Juniors.
Favorite food for breakfast?
See coffee or tea answer above.
Do you collect things, like stamps, or key chains, or shoes?
I seem to collect clutter.
Favorite color, you know you want to tell us!
Drama or comedy?
Do you have a favorite quote or personal motto?
There’s a Polish proverb I love. It goes, “Not my circus, not my monkeys!” Hey, that’s a great addendum to the “acid criticism” advice for newbies. Don’t get sucked into other people’s drama.
Cats or dogs?
Dinner by candlelight or a night out clubbing?
Candelight dinner for sure (did you READ what I said about my husband! :).
Do you have a favorite Book Boyfriend?
Jamie Fraser, ya ken!
Do you have a guilty pleasure?
Reeses peanut butter cups and kindle porn… preferably at the same time.
Favorite Swear Word?
I’m a fan of the compound ones. Motherfucker, cocksucker. You can really get more bang for your buck that way.
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About the Author
I am a Jayne of all trades! I’ve worked in media and law. I married my high school sweetheart and am mom to three boys and one tornado of a daughter.
Along with worky work I’ve been band mom, theater mom, football mom, and reading room mom. I write witty smut and sizzling love stories.