CHARACTER
INTERVIEW WITH JESSE COLTER
1. Tell us a little about yourself. How did you
come to your author’s attention? Occupation?
My name is Jesse Colter. I’m 32, a former SEAL, now Chief of Police of
Marshall’s Creek, Virginia, the small, sleepy town I grew up in. My childhood basically sucked—my father was a
drunk and a bully who used me for his punchin’ bag—until I was fourteen and
bigger than he was, so he pretty much steered clear of me after that. I never knew my Native American mother. She disappeared before I was outta
diapers. My father always claimed she
ran away with another man, but I’ve always suspected he killed her one night in
a drunken rage and disposed of her body.
I came to my author’s attention the day I rescued her heroine, Sarah
Marshall, from fallin’ out of a tree.
Actually, that’s not quite true.
I came to her attention long before that. She just had to think about me for a while
and get to know me before she decided to let it be me who rescued Sarah. She wanted us to have a happy ending, even
though she kept us apart for eight years before givin’ it to us. (Lol)
2. What or who is the greatest love of your
life? Why? What drew you to them?
Sarah Marshall is the only woman I
have ever loved, the only woman I ever will
love. I met her the summer she was
13. I was workin’ as an assistant
gardener at Marshall’s Hill, the
ante-bellum estate where she grew up. I
heard this blood-curdlin’ shriek and when I ran to find out where it was comin’
from, there she was, danglin’ upside down from a broken tree limb 30 feet above
the ground. Scared the livin’
sh-daylights outta me! I was nineteen
and full of my own teen-age crap, but Sarah, oh, my God…[shakes his head]…she
just fascinated me. She was this amazin’
combination of child and adult. She grew
up rich, but her childhood sucked as much as mine did, except she wasn’t
beaten. Just ignored. Her father was a judge, a self-important,
self-righteous little prick who had no time for his only child, so she was
pretty much raised by tutors and nannies.
She was the first person who treated me like I really mattered, you
know? The first person who ever really
listened to me. She actually valued my
opinion! She bullied me into readin’ all
her favorite books just so she could have someone to discuss them with. She turned me into an avid reader, for which
I’ll always be grateful.
When I hired on the next summer, she
had entered puberty and had filled out.
Boy, had she filled out! God, she
was so gorgeous and I knew I was in trouble.
When I was at work, I couldn’t stop lookin’ at her and when I was
anywhere else, I couldn’t stop thinkin’ about her. But I was bad news. Six years older than her, a biker, and a Dom. And even though I suspected she was a natural
submissive, she was still just a kid, and I knew if I claimed her, I would ruin
her life. After all, she was rich, the
daughter of a judge, the descendant of English aristocrats, while I was the
bastard son of a Native American prostitute and the town drunk. At that point, my life was a steamin’ pile of
crap. What kind of a future could I
possibly give her?
I didn’t show up the next summer, but
still saw her every night in my dreams.
I tried to stay away from her, but kept seein’ her around town, even
rescued her from gettin’ into a truck and goin’ off with three guys who were
even worse than me. Boy, were they
pissed! Then, three years later, my
cousin overheard a couple of those guys laughin’ and gigglin’ about raidin’
Sarah’s eighteenth birthday party and havin’ some “fun.” The minute he told me I hopped on my bike and
rode out to her place to try and stop ’em.
I managed to keep the one guy from rapin’ Sarah, but I had wanted her so
badly for so long that when she threw herself at me and begged me to make love
to her…I very nearly did. I left town
that night. Just sneaked out without
sayin’ good-bye to the only person who’d ever really mattered to me. I hitched a ride to Norfolk where I
found myself the next mornin’ standin’ in a seedy, rundown strip mall, starin’
at the Navy recruitment office. I enlisted
that day. I’ll never regret joinin’ the
Navy, but I will regret to my dyin’ day the decision to leave Sarah the way I
did, with no word of explanation, no good-bye, no word at all for eight long
years. It was a crappy thing to do
because it wound up nearly destroyin’ both of us. Believe me, I will spend the rest of my life
makin’ it up to her. Because now that I
have her, I can’t imagine ever livin’ without her.
3. What’s your greatest fear?
My greatest fear is losin’
Sarah. I already lost her once, that
night I left town. It took me eight year
to admit how much I needed her, and how wrong I’d been to leave her. I nearly lost her again when I introduced her
to my best friend, Adam Sinclair, and we told her we wanted to share her in a
D/s menage relationship. Adam was
already in love with her just from hearin’ me talk about her while we were
servin’ with the SEALs over in Afghanistan. But I needn’t have worried. As soon as they met each other, the
attraction was instantaneous. It was
like…completin’ the circle. Then I
almost lost her when her ex-fiance tried to kidnap her in order to get hold of
her money. Fortunately we got to her in
time. But the absolute worst was a few
months ago, when that SOB who’d nearly raped her got out of prison. He kidnapped her and sold her to Viktor
Sokolov, an international slave trafficker.
They nearly got away with it, too.
Adam and I were terrified we wouldn’t get to her in time to stop Sokolov
from flyin’ her out of the country and beyond our reach. In our latest adventure, Keeping Sarah, we are surrounded by danger.
4. What’s your motto in life?
No secrets. There must be open, honest communication at
all times about everything. It’s the
only way a D/s relationship, especially a menage, can survive and flourish.
5. How do the other characters in your book view
you?
My best friend and brother-in-arms,
Adam, knows me as a dom, a fellow SEAL, and a man of principle and
integrity. We love and admire each other
as friends, brothers, and finally, in Keeping
Sarah, as lovers. It’s a development
I’m not sure I’m ready for, even though I know the feelin’s between us have
been developin’ for a long time. But
Adam can be very persuasive, and knows exactly which buttons to push, although
he and Sarah practically have to stage an intervention to get me over the final
hurdle. Sarah, the love of my life, sees
me as macho, bossy, domineering, chauvinistic, over-bearing, and annoying. Oops, I forgot sexy (lol). She also sees me as one of the two men who
love her to the bottom of our souls and who would give our lives to protect her
from harm. The bad guys view me as their
worst nightmare.
6. What is it about you that is going to draw us
readers in?
I’m sexy as hell (lol). No, really.
I am. I love fiercely and
forever, and will fight to the death to protect those I cherish. I don’t suffer fools lightly and I abhor
bullies and abusers of women—any women.
Women are to be loved, revered, protected and treasured. With a few spankings, a little harmless torture
and lots of orgasms thrown in just to spice things up a bit. I am, after all, a Dom. [Grins]
7. What was your happiest moment?
The first time I had Sarah tied to my
bed and she looked up at me, beggin’ me to let her come…I knew I had found my
joy. I knew I would spend the rest of my
life wantin’ to make her scream with pleasure.
8. What trait in others do you find most
deplorable?
Dishonesty and lack of respect.
9. What is your favorite time of day?
First thing in the mornin’, when Adam and I wake up with
Sarah between us all soft and warm and smellin’ delicious. We wake her by makin’ slow, sweet love to
her, startin’ her day with the gift of pleasure, lettin’ her know just how much
we adore her.
Thank you, Jesse Colter, for stopping by and talking to
us. We are looking forward to reading
more about you, Adam, and Sarah in Julie Shelton’s Loving Sarah, Owning Sarah
and now in the erotic thrill ride that is Keeping
Sarah.
KEEPING
SARAH BACK COVER BLURB
Honeymooning in England, Jesse
Colter, Adam Sinclair and their beloved wife, Sarah, are heading for their
friend Thorne Cahill’s BDSM club for dinner when another car deliberately tries
to run them off the road. Thanks to their
own driver’s skills, the other car is destroyed, the two unknown occupants
killed.
Through Thorne, they discover that they’re the targets of a
“blood feud”, instigated by Konstandin Sokolov, son of Viktor Sokolov, the
Albanian mobster who had unwisely kidnapped Sarah a few months back, and paid
for it with his life. They also discover
that Thorne’s guests, ruthless human traffickers, have gathered at the club for
a slave auction being held the following night.
Konstandin Sokolov happens to be one of the buyers.
Fraught with treachery, betrayal, and deadly danger, Keeping
Sarah keeps the reader on a knife’s edge of tension, while simultaneously
exploring the deepening emotional and physical commitment between Jesse and
Adam. They already trust each other with
their lives. Now they must learn how to
trust each other with their love.
KEEPING
SARAH ADULT EXCERPT
Then Jesse turned to
Sarah. Bending down, he put his hands
beneath her arms and lifted her up off the floor. Turning her in his arms, he unhooked the
garters, then unlaced the corset, letting it fall to the silk carpet. As soon as the beautiful, but restrictive
garment fell away from her, Sarah took the first deep breath she’d had in
hours. “Step out of your shoes, baby,”
he crooned, rolling down her stockings and removing them one foot at a
time. “Now bend over and grab your
ankles. I owe you a spanking.”
With a whimper, she assumed the
undignified position, her second of the night, wrapping her fingers around her
ankles while he got on his knees behind her to remove the vibrators from her
pussy and ass. Dropping the toys on top
of the crumpled corset, he palmed her ass cheeks, his flexing fingers making
deep indentations in her sweet flesh.
“Spread your legs, baby, or you’re gonna fall over.” A smile curved his lips upward as she slid
her feet outward. God, I love this ass! He
slapped her sharply, the sound and her subsequent cry loud in the quiet
room. “Count,” was all he said,
transfixed by the erotic sight of his handprint blooming on her skin, first
white, then red.
“Y-yes, Master. O-one.”
“How many have you earned
tonight, slave?”
“Ten, Master.” Her voice was barely audible, muffled by her
position.
“There will be no warm-up, so
I’ll make them quick. Count them
all.” In rapid succession, he delivered
ten blistering swats to her backside and by the time she counted the last one,
her ass was fiery red and she was sobbing in pain.
Crap,
that hurt! And yet,
it felt so good. So damn good. The heat from
her ass seemed to be having an effect on her clit, as if the two were connected
by wires pulsing and crackling with electricity. Her sobs turned into moans as he stroked and
kneaded the heat more deeply into her flesh, sending it straight to her pussy
until her clit felt like it was on fire.
Still gripping her ass cheeks,
he lowered his head, slanting it sideways to flick the tip of his tongue across
her throbbing little nub. She jerked and
cried out as pleasure consumed her. Then
he straightened, pulling her up after him, and steered her toward the bed. If Adam
was in sub-space, then Sarah was right there with him, lost and drifting
and needing Jesse’s loving care. It was
now his duty and responsibility to love them and keep them safe and give them
the pleasure they had both earned and richly deserved.
“Climb up, baby,” he said,
assisting her up onto the bed. “On your
hands and knees above Adam, pussy over his face, head over his cock.” As he was talking, he, too, was getting on
the bed, crawling across its enormous expanse toward Adam’s feet. “Legs apart,” he ordered and Adam slid his
feet across the silky sheets. “Prepare
Sarah.”
At the quiet command, Sarah’s core convulsed again, sending
out another gush of fresh cream. God, she was so ready to come! She had been so highly aroused for so long,
now that it was finally going to happen, it was all she could focus on. Without warning, Adam reached up and stroked
his fingers through her slit, from front to back before thrusting two fingers
deep inside her sheath hovering so tantalizingly above his head. He pressed his thumb against her puckered
anal opening, pushing insistently, until the muscle relaxed and sucked it
in. Sarah stopped breathing. With wicked skill, he thrust in and out of
both her anus and vagina, pinching the membrane between his thumb and fingers
as he stroked, quickly re-stoking the fires of need in her sex, burning just
beneath the surface. A thin, high wail
escaped her lips as pleasure devoured her.
“Christ,
Jess,” Adam muttered over the wet, sucking noises his fingers were making as he
pumped them in and out of Sarah’s sheath, “you should see what I’m seeing. Our little slave has the most succulent pussy
in the world. And it’s dripping all over
the place.”
“Sarah,”
Jesse ordered, “Take Adam into your mouth.”
EDITOR’S
COMMENTS ON KEEPING SARAH
“I heartily enjoyed this book. It’s truly an erotic BDSM ménage epic, and
it’s extremely well written. The locations are sweeping and exotic, the food is
lusciously described, the sex scenes are plentiful and romantic and
delightfully perverse. Pacing is breezy throughout, even though this is a
fairly long novel, and the suspense plot keeps the reader wanting more. It’s
excellent that the menage relationship features a lot of hot M/M scenes between
Jesse and Adam, not to mention the pegging by Sarah. I can’t compliment Keeping Sarah highly enough.
Special mention should be made of the Sybian competition and slave
auction scenes. These were both highly unique, beautifully written, disturbing,
and felt like Sadean ceremonies. The Sybian competition had an exuberance and
weirdness about it that was both comical and surreal. It showed great
imagination. The slave auction was
nightmarish—imagining this secret organization existing was very frightening.
The poetic details were what really made it—the fact that the boy being
auctioned was chubby and albino, the disturbing concept of “pony girls,” and
the appearance of the sinister Mistress Diabolica. I loved it.” J
BUY LINK FOR KEEPING SARAH
The other books in the series are:
Book One: Loving Sarah
Contemporary Menage BDSM
Siren Publishing
Eight
years ago Jesse Colter fled his small town, leaving behind eighteen-year-old
Sarah Marshall, broken-hearted and devastated.
Now a retired Navy SEAL, he’s back and he wants only one thing—Sarah
Marshall—preferably bound, naked, and on her knees before him.
She
has never forgotten Jesse. He’s been the
object of all her sexual fantasies since she was fifteen, as well as the star
of nightly dreams that have become increasingly erotic over the years. So when he suddenly reappears in her life,
she is torn. Can she trust him not to
hurt her, or will he once again break her heart? Warily, she agrees to let him introduce her
to his world—the world of bondage, Domination, and erotic slavery. When he also introduces her to his best
friend, Adam Sinclair, Sarah faces a daunting future of sexual submission to
two powerful alpha males.
But
Sarah faces an even bigger challenge.
Someone is stalking her. Is it
the old enemy who’s just been released from prison? Or is it someone else from her past who is
determined to destroy any chance she has at happiness? Can Adam’s and Jesse’s love protect her? Or will her world explode in a cataclysm of
betrayal and violence that will destroy them all?
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Book Two: Owning Sarah
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Contemporary Menage BDSM
It’s
been a month since Sarah Marshall was kidnapped and held at knife-point by her
ex-fiance. But Jesse Colter and Adam
Sinclair, her two loving Doms, know that there is an even deadlier threat still
out there—Ryder Malone.
He
blames both Sarah and Jesse for sending him to prison eight years ago for
attempted rape, and he’s determined to make them pay. So, he begins a systematic campaign of terror
and intimidation against them. But the
danger he poses doesn’t end there.
Set against the deepening
love and commitment between Sarah, Jesse, and Adam, Owning Sarah is more than
just a sexy, sensual, BDSM love story.
It is a harrowing race against time for Jesse, Adam, and a team of
former SEALs to stop one of the biggest arms-for-drugs deals in U.S. history. And to rescue Sarah before Malone sells her
to a human trafficker and she’s lost to her men forever.
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Julie has always loved stories,
both reading and writing them, ever since she was old enough to hold a book in
her hands. One of her favorite childhood
activities was smuggling books under the covers to read by flashlight after she
was supposed to be asleep.
A career as a children’s
librarian eventually led to her dream career as a freelance storyteller and
puppeteer, a business she operated successfully for twenty-five years. During that time she created and wrote all
the original material for Kidstuff, a
monthly language arts newsletter full of poems, songs, puppet and flannel-board
stories, finger plays, and other resource material for early childhood
educators. For that endeavor she won the
prestigious EDPRESS Award for the best educational newsletter of 1982. Her 288-page book, Puppets, Poems and Songs was a major resource. She has also written other resource materials
for librarians and preschool and early elementary teachers.
Julie lives in a suburb of Atlanta, Georgia. Now widowed and retired, she once again has
time to devote to her two favorite things—reading and writing—especially her
new love, erotic romances with strong heroines, hunky alpha-male heroes, and
lots of smokin’ hot sex.
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