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Sunday Snog/Blissekiss – Cupid

It’s time for a very special Sunday Snog! This one is part of Blissemas and is a Blissekiss event. Which means… as well as getting some super hot snogging action, you can also win prizes!

The awesome Blisses are giving away a bundle of print books as a grand prize and all comments on all blogs will go into the draw to win the Kindle Fire, too. So make sure to leave a comment – there’s lots at stake!

So, without further ado, here’s my snog. It’s from my Christmas release, Reindeer Games: Cupid. It’s actually set in early January, but there’s definitely a holiday vibe about it! There are also several other books in the Reindeer Games series to check out!

Turning to face her, he felt simultaneous lurches in his chest and groin. She really was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen. In all his long years, he didn’t think he’d felt quite this strongly about someone — and, if he was honest with himself, it scared him. Particularly since he knew it was going to kill him—not literally, of course—when they broke up.



“What’s the matter?” she asked.



Cassius shook his head, as though to rid himself of his maudlin thoughts. “Nothing,” he replied, stepping towards her, “I was just thinking about how beautiful you are.”



She lowered her eyes demurely, and a wash of colour crept across her cheeks. It was totally adorable, and Cassius’ rapidly swelling cock leapt in response. She seemed to get a grip on herself, and looked back up at him. “Thank you. You’re pretty damn gorgeous yourself. Now kiss me.”



“It would be my pleasure.” He leaned down to do just that, but then stopped. “Oh, hang on one moment.”



A little crease appeared between her eyebrows as he backed off. Then he walked over to his bedside table, removed his glasses and put them down. “Okay, I’m all yours.”



“Well, thank fuck for that! Come here.” She shuffled back on the bed until she was leaning against the pillows, and patted the space next to her.



Cassius didn’t hesitate. He noticed she’d already taken off her shoes, and he quickly pulled his off before joining her on the mattress and moving instantly into her open arms. Their lips met, and once more Cassius was astounded by the strength of feeling he had for this woman. It was as though she’d cast some kind of spell on him, almost like the mating bond that some of his kind experienced. But he’d never expected to feel that—his reindeer colleagues were all spoken for, and he’d never been attracted to any of the girls, anyway. He’d resigned himself to the fact that any attachments he had would be of the human, not supernatural, variety.



As his tongue slipped sensuously against Carina’s, and their hands wandered across each other’s bodies, he came to the conclusion that was just fine. If this was human love, then he was more than happy with it. Carina was perfect — and for the time being, at least, she was his.

Check out the blurb and buy links here - it’s available from 17th December, and you can add it to your Goodreads shelves here.

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Guest Blogger: Malia Mallory

Mele Kalikimaka or Merry Christmas from Hawaii!

Thanks Lucy for hosting me on your blog! Today, I’d like to share a little bit about celebrating Christmas in Hawaii.

When you think of Hawaii, you might not immediately think of Christmas unless you like to spend your holiday on pristine beaches with fragrant breezes blowing in the breaking waves. Let me assure you though, folks in Hawaii love to celebrate the holiday season as much as people anywhere else. Sure the Santas wear hibiscus-patterned shorts and pose on surfboards, but the same spirit is there.

Don’t think we lack for snow either! We have snow – on the top of Mauna Kea. When it snows, people drive up to the summit and fill up truck beds with snow. They bring it down and build snowmen in their front yards. We decorate our homes with holiday lights and live trees sell out every year.

What Hawaii also has in abundance is romance. That is why I chose to set my latest release – His Need, Her Desire – in Hawaii. Tabitha and Marcus, the main characters, are both on vacation and become involved in an intense holiday romance. Hawaii is filled with romantic possibilities from whale-watching cruises to the ubiquitous sex on the beach.

Please stay tuned for an excerpt from His Need, Her Desire and if you’d like a free copy of B is for Beach from The ABCs of Erotica (which contains that sex on the beach scene), please sign up for my mailing list here.

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His Need, Her Desire Blurb

Tabitha Quinn didn’t come to Hawaii to be spanked. But when vacationing businessman Marcus Granger saves her from drowning, they begin an affair that moves from the beach to the bedroom and straight into an experience Tabitha’s never had before: dark-haired, blue-eyed Marcus is a dominant, and spanking is just the beginning. The sex is intense, the emotion even more so, until they both must decide if this is a holiday fling or the real thing.

His Need, Her Desire Excerpt

Tabitha’s smile grew wide. She held out her hand. “Really, I can’t thank you enough for your help.”

He held her hand in a firm grasp a shade longer than necessary, but Tabitha didn’t mind. She enjoyed looking at him. Though he had probably shaved that morning, an attractive shadow highlighted his chin and strong jawline.

“I’m glad I was in the right place.”

Tabitha released his hand. “So, where’s your sister?”

“My sister? How did you know?”

Tabitha bit her lip. “I’m sorry to say that I eavesdropped a bit. I was sitting near you at dinner last evening.”

“Eavesdropping? That seems extremely naughty.”

Tabitha was caught off guard by the tone of his voice. He was teasing, and yet, there was a thread of authority running through his words. Tabitha tried to suppress a shiver. “Well, sometimes I just can’t help myself.”

Marcus appeared disarmed by her honesty. “Are you traveling with anyone?”

Tabitha gave him a playful look. “Why do you ask?”

Marcus smiled. “Because I’m interested in knowing the answer, of course.”

“Well, if you’re thinking about ditching my body at sea, I’ve got six family members waiting for me in my hotel room upstairs. If you’re thinking about asking me to dinner, there is no reason why you shouldn’t.” Tabitha amazed herself. Where is this coming from? This man brought something out in her. She’d bet those broad shoulders and sexy smile had enticed many a woman.

He laughed. “You have nothing to worry about. I never use force, unless of course, it is desired.”

“Oh?” The truth burst into her mind. It suddenly became clear that he was fishing around a bit. There had been several hints here and there, but it seemed like he might be looking for a certain sort of woman. No, he couldn’t be. I’m imagining things.

“It’s true. I would be pleased if you joined me for dinner this evening.”

Tabitha did a mental fist pump in her mind. Woohoo! Dinner with Gorgeous Guy. “What did you have in mind?”

“Would you be averse to allowing me to surprise you?”

Tabitha hesitated then plunged ahead. “Not at all. It’s clear you have excellent taste.”

Marcus raised an eyebrow. “What makes you say that?”

“Well, we both dined at the same restaurant last night, and I thought it was terrific.”

“Ah, well, my meal was less than pleasant unfortunately.” His tone indicated the subject was off-limits.

“Perhaps it was the company and not the food?”

Marcus laughed. “You are undoubtedly right and surprisingly honest.”

“My mother would say that my tongue is quicker than my brain.”

The corners of Marcus’s mouth lifted. “I’ve always been a fan of quick tongues.”

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Malia Mallory Biography

Malia Mallory lives in Hawaii with her husband and daughter. She’s been working with words since alphabet blocks rolled into her crib, not only writing her own work but copy editing and proofreading the work of others. She has loved to read about relationships since she first sneaked off with her mother’s Harlequin.

Malia Mallory is the best-selling author of The ABCs of Erotica series, which covers the erotic spectrum from BDSM to ménage and everything in between. More releases in the series are on the way. She has also released the Mia’s Cop Craving series and Santa’s Backdoor Baby. Malia’s books have hit the bestselling erotica lists at both Amazon and iTunes. Her books are available in electronic format at major retailers like Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iTunes, Kobo, Sony, Diesel, Smashwords and AllRomance Books.

For a free copy of B is for Beach from The ABCs of Erotica, head to her website and sign up for the newsletter at http://www.maliamallory.com/Join_My_Mailing_List.php.

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New Release: A Taste of London

I am somewhat excited! You see, it’s release day again. This time, for my first release with Ellora’s Cave – A Taste of London. It’s the first book in a series, where the lead character, Ryan Stonebridge, is on his gap year. His adventure starts in London, then in the following books (which I have yet to write – sooo busy!) he heads to Paris and Rome. Beyond that, I haven’t decided yet – but watch this space!

The book is part of the Ellora’s Cave for Men range, which means it’s aimed at men, as the things that happen are very male fantasy orientated (though not impossible!), but there’s absolutely no reason why women won’t enjoy it, too. My editor is female, and she enjoyed it and says she can’t wait for the next instalment.

So, here’s the blurb for A Taste of London:

Ryan Stonebridge and his friend Kristian Hurst are heading off on the trip of a lifetime. They’re spending their gap year traveling the world and expect lots of sun, sights and sex. The guys have a couple of days in the English capital before catching the Eurostar to Paris. Unfortunately, a family emergency means that Kristian has to head back home for a while, leaving Ryan to continue the trip alone.

Luckily for Ryan, he’s an attractive guy and there is no shortage of gorgeous women available to help take his mind off Kristian’s family drama.

Tempted? Head to the A Taste of London book page and check out the trailer, an excerpt and, of course, the buy links! You can also add the book on Goodreads. Happy reading!

Guest Blogger: Valerie Mann

I’ve Been Reincarnated

Don’t ask me how I know this, but it’s obvious I wasn’t always a white female baby boomer. What was I in a previous life? A Latina. Probably from the Caribbean or Central America, and very passionate about her culture. And her men. Oh yeah.

I don’t even believe in reincarnation, but the facts are very clear:

 All but one of my published stories contains a Latin character. I didn’t realize this until I counted.
Even when I don’t intend it, a Latin character sneaks into my work. Always. Not saying they’re sneaky on the whole, just saying MY Latin characters are. The men especially. Obviously, they know they’re welcome.
I took four languages in high school, including several years of French and Russian. One year of español…and it’s the only language I remember and can still read and understand. If that’s not proof, I don’t know what is. Nobody remembers high school languages. Seriously, don’t lie, you know I’m right.
I used to get teased at work for eating pickled jalapenos and other hot peppers for lunch (my mouth just started watering as I typed that).
I think any food that ends in –ito or –illa should be part of the Food Pyramid.
I made Mexican Lasagna last night for dinner. Ate leftovers for lunch. With a lovely hot sauce on the side.
The list goes on and on…

I don’t know why I have this unusual fascination with all things Hispanic. But I’m chalking it up to a past life. It makes sense. Of course I also get choked up when I see pictures of the Scottish Highlands, I make a mean shortbread, and when I smell heather, I swoon. But I don’t write about men in kilts or clansmen, now do I?? More proof I have salsa, not haggis, running through my veins.

In my latest book, First Comes Marriage, I brought two new Latinos to the 1Night Stand series at Decadent Publishing. Alex showed up first, because he’s self-centered and likes face time (and he’s so darn cute, I couldn’t say no), but the story is about his brother, Christian Ramos and the lovely Anglo, Beth Malone. While culturally and ethnically quite different, they both have the same wants and goals, and when they reach a crossroad in life at the same time, Madame Eve steps in and offers more than a one-night stand date. She offers marriage! An arranged marriage. What might have sent Beth and Chris running and screaming in opposite directions not so long ago, now seems like something that just might work. Did it work?

Read for yourself.

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Excerpt:

“We need to get this over with.”

Her eyes widened in shock. “Get what over with?” But she knew.

He dropped his hand and gave her a rueful smile. “We’re married. I want to make love to my wife.” He waited for her to respond again and when she didn’t, he added, “Now.”

Beth blinked. Her heart started beating again. She liked a man who knew what he wanted. Especially when he wanted her. Stretching up, she gave him a light kiss. He clasped her waist with both hands and pulled her against him, fusing his mouth to hers, nothing like he had during their wedding. He invaded her, tasting and exploring with his tongue, forcing her to open for him.

She wound her arms around his neck and gave in, letting the invasion happen. Every fear disappeared and the only trembling happening was from desire. Her breasts swelled, aching to be touched. She wanted him. How wonderful he was hers.

Chris eased away but didn’t let go, wearing the same dazed look she must have had after their wedding kiss. He stepped back a few paces, bringing her with him, until he reached the bed.

“Turn around.”

Beth narrowed her eyes but obeyed. The zipper on the back of her dress descended and the silky garment puddled at her feet as he turned her back to face him. His hungry gaze swept over her, and she shivered with anticipation. Leaning in, he kissed the space between her breasts, his face tight with desire. No man had ever looked at her body that way…so appreciative.

Reaching behind her, he unhooked her bra, and tossed it on the floor to join the dress. Her nipples stood at attention, swollen and needy. She shivered again.

He tilted his head back. “Am I going too fast?”

She cupped his face and gave him a hard kiss. “Hurry,” she whispered.

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Who agrees to an arranged marriage in the 21st century? Beth Malone can’t believe a date request with the 1Night Stand service morphed into an arranged marriage offer. But after a heartbreaking divorce and no knight in shining armor coming to sweep her off her feet, her desire to find that knight and have a family is looking more like a dream than a reality.

After filling out a 1Night Stand questionnaire worthy of the CIA, Christian Ramos is stunned when Madame Eve offers to arrange more than a date for one night: she suggests a wife! What the hell? After his best friend Jackson Castillo stops laughing, he advises him to consider the offer. Between the fortieth birthday looming on the horizon and his Latino upbringing, Chris is forced to take a hard look at his life. Reality check—time is running out for what he wants—a family and a woman to share his life.

First comes love, then comes marriage isn’t part of their matrimonial situation, but neither Beth nor Christian anticipated the immediate attraction and contentment that comes with saying, “I do.”

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Valerie Mann has lived from sea to shining sea and currently resides in Raleigh, North Carolina. She has her own romance hero husband, five children, and two lazy cats. She started writing when she figured out her school chums would listen to her stories, with “The Stolen Ring”, a riveting tale about a ring stolen from a museum gumball machine, being her first critical success. Between family, authorly stuff, managing and editing for an electronic publisher and whatever else she can cram into a day, she’s having way too much fun. She loves to hear from her readers! ValerieMann09@yahoo.com

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To win a copy of Valerie’s first 1Night Stand book, To Feel Again, and a $5 Amazon gift card, just leave a comment about who you think you’d like to be if you were reincarnated. Make sure to leave your email address in the body of the comment, so Valerie can choose the winner on the 8th December. Good luck!

A Sexy Snippet from Fangbangers

I’m continuing to highlight some of the stories I have in anthologies as they don’t usually get as much exposure (if you’ll pardon the pun) as my single-author stories. Here’s an excerpt from my story, Shattered Resistance, which appears in the Ravenous Romance anthology called Fangbangers.

Later that night Suzy crept into Dane’s room, hoping desperately that she’d left it late enough and he was asleep. There’s another couple of bullshit rumours dispelled – vampires DO sleep, and they don’t sleep in coffins. Well, they can, but it’s not necessary for survival. Besides, how could someone living in student accommodation sleep in a coffin without somebody noticing? Surely even Goths have never done that!

Dane was in bed, and he appeared to be asleep. Perfect. Suzy crept over as silently as possible. Her heart was pounding in her chest – she knew she was taking a risk, but she had no other choice. He would turn her. She loved him deeply, and just knew they’d be perfect together. Slinking closer, she cringed at every minute sound, knowing everything that if something sounded quiet to her, with Dane’s super-sensitive hearing it would be magnified tenfold. In fact, she was surprised she hadn’t woken him already.

As she stood by the side of the bed looking down on Dane, Suzy’s nerve almost gave way. He was so handsome, and yet so dangerous. Yet here she was, slinking into his room in the dead of the night to make sure she got her way. She must be nuts. Still, no backing out now. She was lucky he hadn’t heard her up until now; trying to get back out of the room undetected she might not be so lucky.

Suzy took a deep breath, knowing she had to act fast to put her plan into action before Dane awoke. She grabbed the duvet that covered him, wondering what he wore for bed, if anything. She didn’t have to wonder for long. She pulled, and revealed his body in all its naked glory. As he was lying on his back, nothing was left to the imagination. Suzy was pleased to note than even in its flaccid state, Dane’s penis was still of an impressive size. Not that she’d expected anything less – vampires were superior in every other way – it just wouldn’t make sense for him to have a small cock.

Time to make it bigger, she thought. Discarding the duvet, Suzy sat gingerly on the edge of the bed, reached for Dane’s cock and began to stroke it. As she did, she manoeuvred herself so she could reach it with her mouth. His prick began to grow tumescent beneath her fingers and she leant down and closed her lips around the tip. Continuing to caress him with her hand, she began to lick and suck at the head of his rapidly swelling shaft. She’d always enjoyed giving head and considered herself to be pretty good at it – but giving oral sex to a vampire was on a whole other level.

Dane’s breathing started to become somewhat laboured, and Suzy was unsure if he was going to wake up, or whether he thought he was just having a particularly realistic dream. She felt sure her luck would run out soon and that he’d regain consciousness and discover what was really going on. As his cock became more rigid as a result of her ministrations, she sensed he was going to come soon and smiled inwardly. Soon he’d be hers, and she’d be his. Her plan was coming together perfectly.

Dane’s cock began to pulse, a sign of his impending orgasm. She looked up at his face and was shocked to see his eyes wide open and watching her. Their eyes met, and he smiled; his incisors white, strong – and elongated. Suzy had been so intent on the job at hand that she hadn’t realised quite how turned on she’d become, until more pussy juices began to seep out and onto the already-soaked material of her panties. Surely he couldn’t turn her down now. He clearly wasn’t going to stop her at this point in time – and who knew how long he’d been awake and aware of what she was doing?

Moving her hand off his shaft, Suzy deep-throated Dane’s cock, despite its now extremely impressive size. Dane moaned loudly, no longer able to stave off his orgasm, and gasped as he shot load after load of white hot come down Suzy’s throat. 

Want to find out what happens next? Grab your copy of Fangbangers here. It’s a bargain, and you get lots of other sexy stories, too!

Guest Blogger: Hunter S. Jones

1.       When did you know you wanted to be a writer?

I have always been a writer. There was no official date or announcement. My family says that I always said I would write a book someday, so now I have. Fables of the Reconstruction is my shot in the dark, so to speak.

2. What has been the most difficult part about being a writer?

The most difficult part of writing is taking an idea from telling to showing, which is the exact opposite of how things are done in the real world.

3. Who are your favorite authors?

There are so many great authors and so many I idolize, collect and admire. Here’s my current favs, my author crushes… Livia Ellis. Her debut release ‘Memoir of a Gigolo’ is outstanding. She had me at gigolo. Tara Stogner Wood and I have real chemistry, too.  She’s sexy.  Lucy, you are the Empress of Erotica and I love your works.  

4. What authors inspire you?

Part of the inspiration for ‘Fables of the Reconstruction’ was the book ‘The Crimson Petal and The White’ written by Michel Faber. He wrote the story of Victorian London that I believe Charles Dickens wanted to write but couldn’t because of the standards of his own time.

5. Do you like to plan your scenes out or do you just wing it?

I attempt to plan an outline for everything I write. However, Fables of the Reconstruction took its own direction, once I started writing.

6. What type of books do you like to read?

I love history books, historical autobiographies, books on spirituality and erotica.

7. What do you like to do in your free time?

Free time? I work out, socialize, listen to music, read, travel.

8. Where is your favorite place to vacation?

That is a great question. As you already know, it is difficult for me to have just one favorite of anything. The places I love to visit the most so far are London, New Orleans, Barcelona and Palma de Mallorca. However, going to my farm in Tennessee rejuvenates me and keeps me grounded. Sometimes it’s good to just get your hands and feet on the earth and connect with your ancestors.

9. Was there a reason why you picked November 2, the Day of the Dead, as your release date?

November 2, the Day of the Dead, Día de los Muertos, is a National Holiday in Mexico, Central and South America, and on numerous Caribbean Islands. In the Catholic Church it is All Souls Day. I drew so much from Haiti, voodoo and Creole cultures, it only seemed appropriate that I would honor the holiday. Drums beat all night long on November 2 in Haiti, so that sounds pretty rock and roll, doesn’t it?

10. Why did you choose to write a paranormal erotica?

The genre chose me.

11. What has been the most fun about working on Fables of the Reconstruction?

The most fun has been the writing process itself. I have never been allowed to let my imagination run free. It’s been an amazing trip. I’ve met so many talented, new friends that write – such as you. It’s just been great.

12. How do you come up with the premise for Fables of the Reconstruction?

Fables started as a short story for a friend I recently lost. I wanted to capture his refinement and beauty in order to create a tribute to him. However, I kept having these crazy dreams about a rockstar and couldn’t figure out what that was all about. Then, I realized Pierre von Minzle was a character that combined the traits of both men,  and the entire zombie story fell into place from there.

13. Can you tell me more about the fascinating themes of Pomba Gira Mysticism. Creole Voodoo. The seeds of the zombie apocalypse ?

I have always studied religions and am especially drawn to the mysteries of native cultures probably due to the influence of the Cherokees in Tennessee. I ran across Pomba Gira while reading and discovered the ties to Haitian and Creole Voodoo. Their cultures believe in zombies – not the zombies Hollywood has created but the undead – people that are living but have no souls. However, the Hollywood version of zombies had to start somewhere.

14. Do you have any favorite characters from your books? If so, why?

Pierre von Minzle is beautiful, wicked and surprisingly human for a demon. I am completely enchanted by him.

15. Will this book be a part of a series? If so, how many books are you planning and when can we expect the next?

There will be two books in the series.  I’m planning to release Book 2, ‘Reconstruction of the Fables’ in February/March 2013.

16. What’s next for you?

There are two anthologies, possibly three, in process. I’ll know about the third one in a few days. They haven’t been officially announced however I can tell you the works will have a global appeal. Also I have a series of sexy vignettes called ‘Tales from a New Amsterdam’.Look for the first story to be released in the next few weeks on Amazon.com, ebook format only.

17. Anything else you want your readers to know?

A special thank you goes out to everyone that follows me and has supported me as an indie author. I am very flattered. Keep in mind when you read my books that I am an artist, and the books are to entertain you.  Thank you for speaking with me Lucy!

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Sunday Snog – A Taste of London

This week, I’ve chosen a snippet from my upcoming Ellora’s Cave book, A Taste of London. It’s the first in a series for their Ellora’s Cave for Men range, which basically means it’s pure erotica and focussed on male fantasy. Romance is allowed in the range, but it doesn’t appear in this particular story. It comes out on the 7th December, and pretty soon I’ll be working on the next instalment, A Taste of Paris. Also, just because it’s aimed at men doesn’t mean women can’t enjoy it, too. I’ve read other books from the Ellora’s Cave for Men series and enjoyed them very much!

“Glad you could make it,” she said, slipping her arms around his waist and looking up at him. “I was beginning to think you’d done a runner.”



“Don’t be ridiculous. Why would I want to do that? I mean, have you seen you? I was just making sure that no one saw what we were up to, that’s all. Doing as the lady asked.”



Rose raised an eyebrow. “And what lady would that be? I don’t see any lady.”



“Well, that may be true, but I’m here anyway. Now stop talking.”



He gave her no choice but to shut up as he leaned down and kissed her. He cupped her delicious arse cheeks in his hands and pulled her tightly to him, making damn sure she could feel his hard-on pressing against her.



Rose moaned and Ryan took advantage of her open mouth to slip his tongue inside and seek hers out. She responded immediately, deepening their kiss until it became so frantic and hungry that they pulled away after a few minutes, gasping. Ryan grinned as he looked down at Rose. Her hair was mussed, her eyes sparkled and she had vivid splashes of color that were definitely not makeup across her dimpled cheeks. He was pleased to know that he was having an effect on her, as she was on him.



“Fuck,” Rose said, running her fingers through her hair. “That was…” She paused, seemingly groping for the right word. “Fucking incredible.”



“I second that motion,” Ryan replied. “So how would you like to do it again?”



“Oh, I’d like to all right. But first let’s get naked.”



“You don’t need to tell me twice.”

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First Official Review for Raising the Bar

My first official review for my super hot erotic story from Decadent Publishing’s The Edge series, Raising the Bar came in… and it’s a good one!! Long and Short Reviews covered it, and here’s a snippet of what they had to say:

“…if, like me, you enjoy escaping the monotony of the office for fifteen minutes and finding a quiet corner with your Kindle for some down and dirty reading, then Raising the Bar is a book for you. Add in luscious Luciano, and what’s not to enjoy?”

They scored it 4 out of 5. Yay! Check out the rest of the review here.

So if you want “some down and dirty reading” then check out more information on Raising the Bar and kink up your Kindle!

Have a fab weekend, everyone!

New Release: Nasty Business by Lisabet Sarai

NASTY BUSINESS

LISABET SARAI

Available from:

Amazon UK

Amazon US

All Romance eBooks

Smashwords

All’s fair in lust and business

Ruby Maxwell Chen, lovely and ruthless CEO of a huge British business empire, is used to getting her way. When she encounters the strangely charismatic American entrepreneur Rick Martell, though, she wonders if she hasn’t finally met her match.

From the trendy clubs of London to the Hollywood Hills, Ruby and Rick compete for ownership of a strategic factory in Malaysia. Neither has any qualms about using sexual wiles to smooth the path to success. Neither anticipates that their mutual attraction will turn into something far more intense and difficult to control.

As their struggle for dominance escalates, they draw their employees and associates into their outrageous power games. The stakes could scarcely be higher, as Ruby and Rick play for the ultimate prize: a night of total physical surrender.

Novel-length book includes “Shades of Red”, a bonus story about Ruby’s introduction to BDSM!

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As good as I am at this game, I’m finding it difficult. I know, intellectually, that ignoring her, pretending to honor my promise, will heighten her frustration and ultimately, weaken her defenses. If I came on to her, she’d resist. By seeming to hold back, I draw her to me.

I can feel the arousal emanating from the trim form strapped into the seat next to me. Her body language speaks volumes, though she struggles to silence it. She’s dying to have me touch her, or to touch herself.

The problem is, I have to struggle myself not to reach for her. I have to resist this nearly overwhelming urge to slide that designer skirt up her slim thigh, exposing her smooth flesh. My fingers itch to stretch across the console and tweak those ripe nipples poking through her blouse. My half-hard dick presses uncomfortably against my zipper.

I watch the pavement twisting in front of my hood. I push the roadster a bit harder. Obedient, she races around the curves, graceful and powerful. An extension of my body, my will. Ruby’s lips are parted. Her hair has come free from its clasp and flows around her face in jet waves. I want to control Ruby the same way I control my car. I want to feel her respond when I press the pedal a bit closer to the floor.

A sideways glance tells me that she’s looking at me. I risk a few seconds of inattention to turn and grin at her lasciviously. “Take off your blouse, Ruby. Go ahead, you know you want to.” The wind tears my words away, but I know she hears me. There’s defiance in her eyes, mixing with the lust. “Come on. I dare you.”

A contest, then. Briefly, emotions war on her face. Her lust wins. She smiles at me, provocatively.

“Keep your eyes on the road, Martell. You’ll get us killed.”

She’s right. I switch my focus a second too late and barely miss grazing the inside guard rail. When I can afford another look, she’s naked to the waist. Her fingers are torturing her plump, rosy nipples. Even in that quick instant, it seems that I can see them thicken and grow darker as blood surges into them.

Now Ruby cups her flesh in both hands, kneading, stroking. Her breasts are pale, perfect hemispheres tipped with flame. I would have thought the wind would blow her scent away, but no, her musk permeates the open car. My cock stirs and demands to be set free. I look back at the road, my heart slamming against my ribs as another curve whistles by.

My next glance shows me her parted thighs. She fidgets on the leather upholstery, though her hands are still massaging her tits. Crudely, I jerk my thumb upwards, then wiggle my middle finger at her.

She is already pulling up her skirt, not waiting for my suggestion. Looking me straight in the eye, she spreads her legs wide, pulls her panties out of the way, and sinks four fingers into her glistening cunt.

My dick jerks to full attention. I watch, fascinated, as she grinds herself feverishly against her hand, pummeling her clit, pinching those scarlet lips until they are almost purple. Her eyes are shut. Her back is arched, pelvis thrust forward to provide maximum access. She’s a tiger, tearing at her own flesh in hungry fury. Her scent rises around us, drowning out the eucalyptus that always lingers in the southern California air. There’s an ache in my chest that mirrors the one in my cock. I’ve never wanted anyone so much.

At the last minute, I swerve, barely avoiding the shiny Cadillac coming at me from the other direction. Adrenaline courses through me at the near miss. Ruby doesn’t even notice.

There’s a turn-out ahead. Hands shaking, I pull into the semicircular parking area and shut off the engine. Now I can hear Ruby as well as see and smell her. She moans and cries as she thrashes around on the seat. Her mouth is open, her teeth clenched. She sounds as though she is in pain. Her harsh grunts become rhythmic and rise in pitch as I watch her ascend the final slope to her climax.

I stroke myself through my trousers, in time with her climb. I’m back in control, turned on but pacing myself. I know that I’ll get what I want eventually. Ruby twists and writhes. Both her hands are deep in her cunt. Her juices run down her wrists. It’s unbelievable how hard she is on herself. I remember her flogger, wish that I had it with me now. She wouldn’t even feel it, but it might help her over.

Then, without warning, Ruby screams and arches up off the seat. Her whole body convulses, then abruptly collapses. Little tremors continue to shake her frame for long minutes. Her eyes are closed; she seems unconscious.

She looks fragile, porcelain skin misted with sweat, tangles of hair stuck to her forehead. I suddenly want to take her in my arms, cradle her, brush those tangled locks away and kiss her eyelids until she awakens. At the same time, I have a perverse urge to loose my cock and sink it into her passive, defenseless flesh. To finally make her mine.

*****

More than a decade ago LISABET SARAI experienced a serendipitous fusion of her love of writing and her fascination with sex. Since then she has published five single author short story collections and seven erotic novels, including the BDSM classic Raw Silk. Dozens of her shorter works have been released as ebooks and in print anthologies. She has also edited several acclaimed anthologies and is currently responsible for the altruistic erotica series COMING TOGETHER PRESENTS.

Lisabet holds more degrees than anyone needs from prestigious universities who would no doubt be embarrassed by her chosen genre. She loves to travel and currently lives in Southeast Asia with her highly tolerant husband and two cosmopolitan felines. For more information on Lisabet and her writing visit Lisabet Sarai’s Fantasy Factory (http://www.lisabetsarai.com) or her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com).

Are You Going To Eroticon 2013?

Did you know? I’ll  be helping sex bloggers and erotica writers write sex right at Eroticon 2013

I’ll be speaking at Eroticon 2013, the UK’s only sex blogger and erotica writer’s conference.  The conference, on 2nd and 3rd March at London’s Southbank will bring together the best in the UK erotica and sex blogging scene to learn, discuss and network.

I’m on a panel discussing anthologies, alongside Victoria Blisse, Rachel Kramer Bussel and Maxim Jakubowski. I’m looking forward to that – and the rest of the conference of course – very much.

Ruby Kiddell, founder of Eroticon explained more about the conference:

“The success of Eroticon 2012 was amazing and so when the delegates told me they wanted a bigger event I couldn’t say no.  For 2013 there is more of everything; more creative workshops, discussion sessions, sex education and activism sessions.  Eroticon 2013 will be amazing!”

Eroticon 2012 was the first event of its kind and at least three unpublished writers walked away with publishing contracts from the event which makes Eroticon 2013’s the must attend event for aspiring and experienced erotica writers and sex bloggers.

To find out more about Eroticon 2013 or to book tickets please visit http://www.writesexright.com

Eroticon 2013, the UK’s only sex blogger and erotica writers’ conference is on 2nd and 3rd of March, Coin Street Neighbourhood Centre, Coin Street, Southbank, London.

Eroticon 2013 Speakers include:

Meg Barker
Victoria Blisse
Dr. Petra Boynton
Brook charity
Les Browne
Ruth Browne
Matt Christie
Hazel Cushion
Cressida Downing
Emily Dubberly
Marissa Elliott
Lucy Felthouse
Cindy Gallop
Remittance Girl
Ruby Goodnight
K D Grace
Justin Hancock
High Tea Cast
Maxim Jakubowski
Ruby Kiddell
Michael Knight
Rachel Kramer Bussel
Ashley Lister
Kristina Lloyd
Zoe Margolis
Molly Moore
Indigo Moore
Nymphomaniac Ness
Vena Ramphal
Violet Rose
Maureen Scott
Lori Smith
John Tisbury
Indigo Moore

Hopefully I’ll see you there! ***

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