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May 18, 2014
Sunday Snog – Sweet Spot
It’s time for another Sunday Snog, and I’m moving onto something new. I’ve shared lots of snogs from Stately Pleasures, but now I have a ton of new releases coming up, I’ll share some lip-to-lip action from them. First up is a snog from Sweet Spot, my f/f erotic romance novella which is part of the Raw Talent series. It’s due for release on the 18th June, and is up for pre-order now.
“I was going to town on your delectable tits and remembered that we haven’t even kissed yet.” She paused. “Would you like to?”
“Like to? Kiss?” It seemed like such a stupid question that I couldn’t help repeating it. I nodded frantically.
She moved her face close to mine and said huskily, “I was hoping you’d say that. Or nod it, anyway.” A short laugh and she was right there, grown blurry, and I closed my eyes before they crossed and made me look like a total moron. As a result, I didn’t know how long I had until her mouth touched mine.
It was barely a second. A whisper of breath across the delicate skin, then soft, wet lips contacted mine. I still wasn’t convinced that I wasn’t dreaming. Me and Nadia naked and soapy together in a shower…it was like my favorite sexual fantasies come true.
Then my capability for thinking was removed. Because, at the same time her tongue sought access to my mouth, her right hand skated down my body and insinuated itself between my thighs. Working in tandem, her hand and her tongue teased me, tantalized me, stroking, caressing, penetrating. I was so bowled over by the situation that it took a while to realize that I was behaving like a doll—just standing there and letting her do her thing. I mentally shook myself. Come on, Virginia, don’t make this smokin’ hot woman regret her decision to come on to you. You’re not a damn virgin, so get your head out of your arse and reciprocate, enjoy the moment.
My mind made up, I moved my arms from where they’d hung limply at my sides and slipped them around Nadia’s body. It was all so new, so exciting. It wasn’t that I didn’t know what to do next, more that I couldn’t decide. Did I grab the back of her neck, pull her closer and deepen the kiss? Or did I get a handful of the buttocks I’d admired for so long and see if they felt as good as they looked? And what about her breasts?
You can get your hands on Sweet Spot here.
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May 17, 2014
My Sexy Saturday #24 – A Sexy Thing #MySexySaturday
Welcome back to My Sexy Saturday. This is where writers post either 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from their published work or work in progress, sticking to the week’s theme. This week’s theme is a sexy thing. Enjoy this snippet from Stately Pleasures, my M/F/M BBW BDSM erotic romance novel.
He looked incredibly confused until she grabbed the waistband of her thong and began to wriggle madly. He took the hint and lifted her thighs, helping her as she pulled the material past her ample bottom, then placed her gently back down on the worktop before batting her hands away and dragging the underwear down her legs and dropping them on the floor.
Alice gave a bashful giggle. ‘Thanks. They were in the way. Now, where were we?’
Ethan said nothing. Instead, he captured her mouth in a soul-searing kiss, meaning she couldn’t see what else he was doing. And that happened to be pushing his long, thick cock between her fattened pussy lips, seeking her entrance and inching inside. She moaned into his mouth. The sound seemed to spur him on – suddenly he went from sliding gradually into her slick cunt to gripping her hips and burying himself balls-deep inside her in one desperate movement.
Alice couldn’t help the prolonged moan she made. She was plenty lubricated, so the sudden invasion of Ethan’s cock hadn’t hurt, but it had sure surprised her. Her inner walls stretched to accommodate him, and she squeezed her pelvic floor muscles almost violently, savouring the feeling of the hardness inside her, and smirking against his lips when he groaned.
Jerking her hips impatiently, Alice was delighted when Ethan started to move inside her. He shifted deliberately, rolling his pelvis so his pubic bone stimulated her clit with each movement. She showed her pleasure at his efforts by sucking his bottom lip into her mouth, nibbling it gently as his tongue flicked around her top lip, tickling the sensitive skin. She giggled, reaching her hands around to get a handful of Ethan’s arse. Just because she couldn’t see the goods right now didn’t mean she shouldn’t enjoy them.
And enjoy them she did. As was fitting for a man with his physique, his bum was firm and strong, and the way the muscles flexed as he thrust into her felt totally divine beneath her fingers. She pulled at him, urging him deeper, harder, and pulled away from his mouth with a gasp as he complied, holding on to her tightly so she wouldn’t slip away as he fucked her ferociously on her kitchen counter. Soon to be ex-kitchen counter.
The fact she’d been celibate for heaven knew how long, combined with her not inconsiderable attraction to Ethan and his obvious skills in the bedroom – well, kitchen – department meant her orgasm approached quickly. Digging her fingernails into his buttocks in the dizzy heights of lust, she yelped as he increased the speed and depth of his thrusts. She hadn’t thought it was possible, and half-wondered if the room would soon be filled with the scent of burning rubber. A laugh bubbled from her lips.
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Lucy x
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May 16, 2014
Win a Paperback of Sexy Just Walked Into Town
Fantastic news – The Brit Babes are running a Goodreads giveaway for two print copies of Sexy Just Walked Into Town! So, what are you waiting for? Head on over to Goodreads and enter the contest! Gotta be in it to win it!
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Lucy x
May 15, 2014
Poster Boy for Average by Sommer Marsden (@sommer_marsden)
Blurb:
Indie photographer and book cover artist Aubrey Singleton is living up to her last name. A long summer at the lake has cured her of her recent breakup, and she’s embracing life as a single woman. What she’s not prepared for is to come back home to find she has a handsome new single neighbor.
Mike Sykes is a roofer—though he’s afraid of heights—a father of two and recently divorced. Oh and one might classify him as smoking hot.
The photographer in Aubrey is smitten, the single woman in her is breathless. She’s ready to make Mike a star—on book covers and, though she’s wary of a broken heart, in her life. He’s not so sure. Mike sees himself as a life complication due to his younger son’s illness, and not hot by a long shot. In fact, he thinks he’s the poster boy for average.
But a “business” trip to Key West, rife with hunky models, sets a backdrop for a shot at true love…
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Excerpt:
They rounded Deerhorn Avenue and Aubrey turned left toward home. She could feel her pulse pounding heavily in her temples. She should never have thought to mix running and attraction. Not her smartest move.
“Not really. I haven’t had sex in eight months. I think a man full of himself would probably be having a lot more.”
She almost tripped, swayed on her feet and reached out blindly for support. He clasped her hand and steadied her.
“Did I surprise you?”
“Yeah. A bit. But…why would you tell me that?” she asked. “Most men I know would die first before copping to that.”
“Why’s that? It just means I made a choice.”
They were standing in the street, staring at each other. Aubrey wasn’t entirely sure when that had happened. She also became extremely aware that his hand was still on her elbow.
“Well, you’re not alone. I made a choice too. And ya know…why not tell a person I just met, right?”
“I told you because I’m flirting with you,” Mike said.
That shut her up. Few things did. Bradlee would be overjoyed.
“Is that wise?”
“Flirting with you or copping to it? Or both?”
“I just mean…we live next door to each other. What if it were to be a colossal disaster?”
“That would only happen if you were flirting with me too, Aubrey. Were you?” The pressure of his hand on her elbow increased just enough to quicken her heart.
“No! I mean, not really…” He stared at her with those pale-blue eyes. “Okay, maybe some. Just a bit.”
Hi gaze grew more heated and she felt it in her belly. Remembered the dream of him making her come. The image made her blush—she could feel it.
He touched her cheek. “I’m glad. Even if it was just a bit.”
She swallowed hard. “Maybe a little more than just a bit.”
He leaned in and her body seemed to tingle with electricity. “Even better.”
She was hot and sweaty and probably gross to look at, and yet all she wanted in the world was for him to kiss her. It was enough to make her feel a little lightheaded.
“I’d kiss you,” he said, plucking the thought from her mind. “But you look terrified.”
“I do?”
“You do. Is it because we’re neighbors and we get along and you want to take naked pictures of me?” Poster Boy for Average 33
She stood straight, giving an offended little cry. “Not naked!”
“Just trying to see if you’re paying attention.”
About the Author:
Professional dirty word writer, gluten free baker, sock addict, fat wiener dog walker, expert procrastinator. Called “one of the top storytellers in the erotic genre” by Violet Blue, Sommer Marsden writes for HarperCollins Mischief, Ellora’s Cave, Excessica, Xcite Books and Resplendence Publishing. She’s the author of numerous erotic novels including Poster Boy for Average, The Accidental Cougar, Lost in You, and Learning to Drown. Visit http://sommermarsden.blogspot.com
May 13, 2014
Dungeon Crawl #12 #dungeoncrawl
Welcome to the twelfth week of Dungeon Crawl. Each Wednesday, writers of BDSM will be sharing snippets from their work, and folks will be crawling round to each of them and enjoying, and hopefully adding lots of cool books to their to be read lists.
So, without further ado, here’s my snippet for this week, which is from Stately Pleasures. Don’t forget to scroll down when you’re done reading and go and check out the other blogs on the hop. Happy crawling!
She heard Jeremy’s retreating footsteps and stayed exactly where she was. It was a lovely place to be, after all. Perhaps not quite as nice as being snuggled up – preferably naked – in bed with him, but still pretty damn fabulous. She let out a happy sigh. Ethan reached up and tugged her hair gently until her face was turned up to his.
‘OK?’ he said, softly.
‘OK.’ She nodded.
‘Good,’ he replied, twisting so they were no longer hugging, but he still had an arm behind her back for support. ‘I’ll take you back upstairs so you can get cleaned up, OK?’
Alice looked at her watch. She had a little over half an hour to compose herself. It would be no easy feat, considering the fact her arse was on fire, and her lips felt so swollen it probably looked as if someone had punched her in the mouth.
‘Come on.’
Alice leant on Ethan more than she strictly needed to, finding comfort in having him so close. She found herself wondering if he was still hard, and what he’d do about it. Would he leave when he’d taken her to her room and go and masturbate? Or would he put up with the frustration until this evening? If it was the latter, she had no idea how he’d have the willpower. Her pussy and clit were still aching for attention, and the moment she was alone she intended to rub herself to a hasty climax before cleaning herself up ready for work.
It soon became clear what Ethan’s intentions were. He followed her into her bedroom and shut the door – which seemed pointless given the only other person currently in the house was Jeremy. Then he twisted her round so she was facing him and leant down to kiss her. His technique was just as delicious as she remembered – passionate, thorough, and perfectly capable of making her knees weak all over again.
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I love me some wicked nights, so to get you in the mood, I’m going to share a snippet from my M/F/M BDSM erotic romance novel, Stately Pleasures. It’s seriously wicked…
The air filled with their blissful moans as her hot cunt devoured Jeremy’s cock. Soon he was buried inside her to the hilt, and she flopped forward onto his torso, stretching up to capture his lips in a kiss as she rolled her hips, starting both their journeys towards another climax. He pulled her bottom lip into his mouth and sucked it – an action that had always driven her crazy and did so even more now, because he couldn’t touch her any other way. Except with his cock. But that was her fault, anyway, because she’d been the one to tie the two men up with the intention of teasing and touching them, then using them for her own pleasure. Now, though, she decided she’d much rather they were touching her, rather than being tied down and pretty much helpless. She wanted both of them fucking her. At the same time.
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Admit You Want It: BDSM Erotica by Lisabet Sarai
Deluxe “boxed set” ebook, now available from Books We Love!
Available from:
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For connoisseurs of literate kink, Admit You Want It combines eighteen of Lisabet Sarai’s sizzling D/s short stories plus a 30,000 word novella in one economical package.
Just a Spanking (pushing limits in an established relationship)
Wired (some technically creative bondage)
Ruler (an absolute monarch learns a lesson)
Silver Bells (intense BDSM holiday ménage)
Sundae, Bloody Sundae (lesbian BDSM about terror and trust )
Stroke (submission is all in the mind)
Quiet Evening at Home (a two-timing charmer gets what he deserves)
Limbo (journeys outside the body to the edges of endurance)
Bangkok Noir (BDSM thriller set in the steamy heart of Asia)
Like Riding a Bicycle (a long-married couple reclaim their kinky roots)
Domestic Goddess (punishing an inattentive Master)
On the Beach (romantic and intense M/F/M ménage)
Shades of Red (femdom revelations in the Amsterdam red light district)
Try Before You Buy (light-hearted lesbian D/s)
Tease (fantasies of submission fulfilled)
Wednesday Night at Rocky’s Ace Hardware (toys are everywhere!)
Higher Power (magick, spirit and submission)
Spank Me Again, Stranger (an unexpected birthday celebration)
Limits: A Love Story (love and blood sports)
Special limited time offer! Get a free copy of my BDSM short story A Case of You, just by admitting you want it. Go here for details:
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Excerpt:
Bangkok Noir – Rated R
I picked up the little whip that Ajarn gave me to use in my act and swirled the thongs lazily around above my head. Then I stuck it between my thighs and rubbed it back and forth. Mmm. I could smell myself, as I got more and more wet.
I checked my audience. Everyone was watching me. I chose first one man, then another. I stared at each one until he was too embarrassed and lowered his head. I didn’t smile, just stared. Letting them know with my eyes that I was in charge. The boss lady.
At the end of the row of benches, I noticed somebody new. A handsome farang with hair the color of straw, wearing business clothes that looked expensive. He smiled at me, a strange smile that made me feel like I was naked.
Of course, my costume doesn’t hide very much. Normally, that gives me a feeling of power. Maybe I will allow them to see the hidden parts. Maybe not.
With this man, it didn’t matter what I was wearing. I felt like he could see right through my clothing. Like he could see every bit of me, even if I wore street clothes. My nipples started to ache, and my G-string got more slippery than ever.
For the first time since I started working for Ajarn, I was nervous. I stumbled on my spiky heels. I almost lost my balance. Luckily, I was able to turn the mistake into a sexy dip that showed off my bare rear. Most of the customers didn’t notice.
The blond man was not fooled.
My heart was beating so hard that it hurt. When I finished my dancing time, I ran into the toilet and splashed some water on my face. I crouched down, my back against the wall, listening to the chatter of the other girls. My eyes closed, I tried to follow my breathing, the way the monks taught me. All I could see was the farang looking at me, with that X-ray stare of his, like something from a science fiction movie.
I stayed in the bathroom for as long as I could. I knew Ajarn would notice if I was gone too long. Finally, I had to go back out. I peeked out from behind the curtains, trying to see if he was still there. When I saw that his seat was empty, I sighed with relief.
I headed toward the bar to get a Coke. My throat was tight and dry. Then I felt a hand on my arm. It was him. His skin was so cool, it made me shiver.
“Can I buy you a drink?” he asked. His voice was kind, and made me think of music. Still, I felt something like terror. He stared at me without blinking. Now it was me who had to look away.
Ajarn was on the other side of the room, watching us. I couldn’t refuse.
“Thank you, sir. Just a moment. I go get a Coke, come back right away.”
“Let me go with you,” he said smoothly. He took my arm and walked me to the bar. After we got our drinks, he guided me to a table in the corner.
“Sit,” he ordered. I didn’t want to, not really. But what could I do? I clicked my glass against his. “Chok dee,” I said. “Good luck to you.”
His smile made me feel like I had eaten a meal of live butterflies. “Same to you. What’s your name?”
“My name Nok. What your name?”
“You can call me Sam,” he said. “Nok is bird, right?”
I nodded. He brushed my long hair off my shoulders and down my back. Then he took my chin in his hand. He raised my eyes to meet his again. I felt like I was captured. Trapped.
“Very appropriate. You’re as delicate and airy as a sparrow.” I thought of those caged birds they sell at the temples. You set the birds free to make merit, but they always return to their masters.
Without warning, he kissed me. His lips were as soft as his voice, at least at first. I thought I should stop him, though. I tried to pull away. His right hand held my mouth against his. His left arm wrapped around my waist. I couldn’t move.
So I gave up. I let him slide his tongue into my mouth and suck the breath from me. The funny thing was, as soon as I gave in to him, I began to like it. He smelled like soap and expensive cologne. He tasted like his whiskey. I could feel that he was strong, much stronger than he looked, with his slim body and fancy clothes.
He kissed me harder, biting my lip. I felt like I was melting. He let go of my chin and played with my breasts through the stretchy mesh. My sex was on fire against the hot, sticky leather.
Suddenly, he pinched one of my nipples, digging in his fingernails. His mouth smothered my cry of surprise and pain. After the pain, though, I felt amazing pleasure, shooting up my spine like lightning.
“You like that, Nok.” My English is only so-so, but I could tell he wasn’t asking a question. He was telling me. And he was right.
I was terribly embarrassed. I wanted him to do it again.
He bent me backwards. My hair nearly brushed the floor. He put his mouth on the other nipple and sucked. I felt like his mouth was between my legs, sucking me there. It was heaven. I reached up, wanting to stroke him, but he pushed my hands away.
Then, when I was not expecting it, he sank his teeth into my flesh. Everything went dark for an instant. Then pain exploded in me, brilliant as the sun. I was burning up, but I wanted to burn.
When I opened my eyes, he was watching me. That strange smile was on his face, but he also looked worried. “That’s enough for tonight, Nok,” he murmured. “I have an appointment elsewhere. But I will come back for you, soon.”
I was too dazed to say anything. He stuffed a thousand baht note into the cup with the bill, to cover two one hundred baht drinks, and stood to leave. I grabbed his shirt. Not thinking, but not wanting him to go.
“Please, sir…”
He flicked his thumb across one of my aching nipples. Delicious echoes of pain rippled through me. “Be patient, Nok. Be patient and wait. Now is not your time.”
Before I could say or do anything more, he was gone. I sat on the stool, confused. Ashamed. Frustrated. Sticky and dirty and smelling like a whorehouse. I buried my face in my hands, almost ready to cry.
Someone tapped me on the shoulder. “Your turn to dance again,” said Lin. I nodded and stood up. I was still shaking.
“Who was that guy?” she asked. She knew that something was wrong with me.
“Just a guy,” I said. I made myself sound uninterested. “Just a customer.”
I paid my respects to the shrine in the corner, then climbed back onto the pedestal. I began to dance, showing off my whip to customers. Trying to look like I was in control.***
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May 12, 2014
Cover Reveal for Enticing Hart by Mae Hancock
Enticing Hart is due for release on 30th May
Hart Emile is tired of cruising for guys, living a soulless existence. He needs a change, so when an acquaintance gives him the number of the Red Fox Ranch, a homestead looking for staff, he heads south hoping to spend the summer somewhere beautiful and hassle free. Little does he know, he is heading for trouble…
Oak Redman is eighteen years old and desperate to explore his awakening sexuality. The moment Hart lays eyes on the handsome young rancher he knows he could be in for a wild summer!
Not only is Oak hot, spirited and very persistent, he is also the ranch bosses son and strictly off limits! Hart tries to fight his feelings and respect his boss and the family who quickly become dear to him but can he deny himself the most exciting and enticing man he has ever met?
Excerpt here: http://www.maehancock.com/enticing-hart
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Author Bio
I’ve always written stories and enjoy reading all types of literature from thrillers to romance. I’m interested in people who experience social marginalization and these are often themes that appear in my stories. I’ve written erotic literature for pleasure for a long time, but it’s only recently I’ve put romance and erotica together and found I enjoy writing about the exciting journey we all go on when falling in love. My interests include cultural history, particularly in the Greek and Roman worlds.
May 11, 2014
Sunday Snog – Stately Pleasures
It’s time for another Sunday Snog, and I’m sharing another snog from Stately Pleasures. This takes place towards the end of the book, so this is going to be the last sexy kiss from this novel – next week I’ll move onto something else – perhaps some teasers of books I have coming soon 
Alice walked over to give him a playful swipe. She never got the chance. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her so she was pressed up against him. With his free hand he gripped her chin and captured her lips in a smouldering kiss that turned her pussy molten within seconds. She succumbed to him, returning his kiss for a minute or so before pulling away and murmuring, ‘That sounds like a perfect plan to me. In fact, I can’t think of anything better.’
‘I’m glad to hear it,’ Jeremy said. ‘We’ve waited for you for a very long time, and we hated the thought of having to let you go. Now we don’t have to, I’m a very, very happy man.’
‘That makes two of us,’ Ethan said from close behind her. She turned in Jeremy’s arms to face her other lover, reached up and slipped her arms around his neck. He bent and kissed her, his skilful lips and tongue sending her pussy into a complete meltdown.
You can get your hands on Stately Pleasures here.
Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!***
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May 10, 2014
Saturday Spankings #28 – #SatSpanks
Yay, it’s time for more Saturday Spankings, which is where authors post eight-ish sentences of a spanking on their blogs. This is another snippet from my M/F/M BDSM erotic romance novel, Stately Pleasures. It follows on directly from last week’s. Enjoy!
Purely on instinct, Alice stiffened, readying herself for the inevitable impact.
It never came. Not right away, anyway. Ethan was clearly getting a feel for his new instrument, as there were several repetitions of the strange, intimidating sound before he stepped up behind her and trailed his hand across her bare buttocks. He continued to do this for a minute or so, sensitising her skin. If she had not known better, he would have lulled her into a false sense of security. But Alice wasn’t fooled, not for a minute. She forced herself to relax, knowing that the blows would come, and the more tense her bum was, the more it would hurt.
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