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Stockholm Surrender - Erotic Romantic Suspense

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My soul was in turmoil. Ty Winters had not only kidnapped me in Oz, my heartstoppingly gorgeous surfer had also stoked my darkest desires, bringing all my fantasies to the surface.
So Oxford wasn’t going well. Until, that is, he creeped from the shadows—desperate, sexy, dangerous and wanting a piece of me, literally!
He teased me with a taste of his carnal skills, leaving me burning with frustration then forced to stand by as he fought for his beliefs using my lust-addled body as his most powerful weapon.
Oh, my kidnapper knew just how to get what he wanted, giving me just what I needed, while hiding our relationship from the British foreign minister and police. Because sometimes two people are meant to be, even in the most unconventional circumstances and twisted situations. We could fight the world, but we couldn’t fight our passion.



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Mid Week Tease

Welcome to Mid Week Tease, this week a snippet from Grand Slam as tennis fever is taking over the UK. Wimbledon is well underway which means an abundance of sexy tennis players strutting their stuff on court - oh yeah!

I wrote Grand Slam with Lucy Felthouse and we had a blast creating a dominant tennis player who liked to win on court and in the bedroom. Meet Travis Connolly...



“And has the fracture site been giving you any pain while you’ve been at Los Carlos?”He cocked his eyebrows. “What has that got to do with my mental state and all this psychobabble of yours?”God, it was like drawing blood from a stone. I was certainly earning my money here. “Pain affects the body, yes, but also the mind. I’m just wondering if you’re still suffering any twinges.”“No.”“And if you were you’d tell your doctor?”“Yep.”“Good, because all pain is bad for your psychological health as well as your physical.” I crossed my ankles and tapped my heel on the wooden floor.He looked at my feet. “Do you really think so?”“Think what?”“That all pain is bad?”“Yes, it’s the body’s warning system to let you know something is wrong.”“Or right,” he said quietly, his lips barely moving, his attention rising from my feet to my face.“I’m not following you.”He sat and swung his feet to the floor. Rubbed his hand down his cheek and around his chin; the stubble made a rasping sound against his palm.“Travis?” I said, closing the notebook and hoping that would send a signal that whatever he wanted to tell me would be off the record. Was he still suffering when he was training? Had he not healed properly? If so that was something we needed to take very seriously.He stared at me, almost as if he was angry that I’d made him think of something, then stood, walked to the window and surveyed L.A.I couldn’t help but ogle his cute behind. I knew what his arse looked like naked, but bloody hell, he could fill out a pair of jeans to perfection. His tennis gear looked amazing on him but jeans, especially a pair that suggested he’d spent many an hour lounging in them, were enough to actually make my mouth water.He placed his hands on his hips, kept his back to me. “Come here, Marie.”“Why?” I looked at the back of his head, how his dark hair sat like silken fingers on his collar.“Do as I ask.”

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California had seduced me with promises of a new life working at Los Carlos Tennis Academy. What I didn’t expect was the dark, brooding number one seed Travis Connolly resisting my help. He wasn’t interested in my psychology skills. Instead his attention was drawn to the edgy, sharper corners of my desires, proving that they existed, setting me challenges and driving me crazy to the point of combustion.
I’m the best tennis player in the world—officially—so why would I need a damn woman full of psychobabble to get me on form? Despite my irritation, however, I can’t resist pushing Marie Sherratt’s buttons, even though doing that shows her the darkest shades of my lust, the parts of me I bury deep. So I set her a challenge, one she rises to, one that has me rising too, and before long my game relies on her calling the shots, hitting the target and bending to my will. One thing is certain, being not just master of the court but also of Marie is seriously good for my soul.


Grab Grand Slam from Ellora's Cave, Amazon, Amazon UK and all other good ebook retailers and do check out the Raw Talent website for more sexy sporting heroes.

Pride Publishing Launches Today!

THE NEW HOME FOR THE FINEST GLBTQI FICTION 

Pride Publishing launches today! Check out the new website here: www.pride-publishing.com
To celebrate the launch there is 25% off selected eBooks and lots of other promotions over at the website for this week only!
Read the whole press release here!
Want to submit?
Moving forward Pride Publishing will also accept submissions that are not only romance focused. We are actively seeking submissions, so as long as your stories involve characters who identify as GLBTQI, we’d like to see them. Please send your submissions to submissions@totallyentwined.com.
My books Dark Warrior, Caught on Camera, and Who Dares Wins as well as Heat of the Day (January 2016) will all be available from Pride Publishing.

Cover Reveal - Over the Knee

Look! A brand new cover for a brand new anthology courtesy of the always fabulous Posh Gosh. I've got an incredibly hot story in the Over the Knee collection called Spicing it Up - ever heard of ginger figging? Google it!


Over the Knee will be out in the Autumn from Totally Bound and Spicing it Up will also be available as an individual ebook.

Sunday Snog

Welcome to Sunday Snog. Here's an excerpt from Toy Boy my latest MF release...

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Getting something unexpected can be a shock, but it can also be a wonderful treat, if you allow yourself to indulge, that is.
Kay is bubbling with excitement. She’s booked a sailing holiday of a lifetime in Greece with a man she’s fallen for hook, line and sinker. They met on the Internet. She’s from Oxford, he’s from Washington State. She’s a business lecturer, he runs his own successful business.
They’re perfect for each other, and she can’t wait to meet him and spend time in and out of his bed, allowing him to seduce her for real and not just with softly spoken words over the telephone.
But when she arrives in the idyllic port of Fiscardo, she’s in for a shock. There’s a reason Sullivan’s photographs were grainy, and it’s not because he’s sporting a potbelly or balding as she’d suspected. It’s because he’s over a decade younger than her and could rival any Greek god in the looks department. What’s more, his sex appeal and lust for her is off the scale.
Should Kay take what she can with her ‘toy boy’ and have some fun in the sun or hop on the first plane back to England? It’s a tricky decision for a woman who believed she couldn’t be surprised by life anymore.


I carried on swimming, eyeing the platform at the back of Dolly Bird. I wanted to win. There was a small chrome ladder with only a couple of rungs that made climbing out of the water easy. I pulled myself up, missing the weightlessness the sea had given me.As I stepped out, I was aware of Sullivan close behind. He’d be getting a great view of my arse in my little white knickers.I sashayed my hips, just a little, then looked over my shoulder at him.He grabbed hold of the boat and grinned up at me.Oh yeah, he’d been getting an eyeful. I recognized that look in a man’s eyes. He liked what he saw, and for a moment, that knowledge utterly thrilled me. For a moment.Then I remembered the age thing.“Here,” he said, holding up a shell. It was pale pearlescent pink and swirl-shaped like the top of a soft-served ice cream. “A souvenir.”“I love it.” I took it and slid the tip of my finger over the smooth surface. “Is there anything living in it?”“No, I don’t think so. It was just lying on the seabed.”“Is this what you went down for?”“Yeah.”He planted his hands on the flat surface of the narrow deck and hoisted himself out of the water. Splashes rained down and rushed off his body, gullies forming between his taut abdominal muscles.He closed his eyes and shook his head, sending a spray of water that hit me.“Hey,” I said, laughing and placing the shell aside.He grinned and pushed his hand through his fringe, making it stick up wildly. “Towels, in there, under the bench.” He pointed to the next level of the boat.I stepped up, moved the faded navy seat cushion, then flipped the lid. Sure enough, several brightly colored beach towels were neatly folded.I grabbed two, turned, then tossed one his way.He was staring at me, his mouth slightly open and his eyes narrow. “Fuck,” he muttered, absently catching the towel and letting it hang in his hand. The end dragged on the deck.“What?”“Er, next time a proper bikini would be a good idea.” He nodded at my chest then his gaze roamed downward.I looked at my breasts then lower. Fuck. My underwear was transparent. It was as if I had nothing on. I quickly held my towel in front of my torso.“I’m not complaining,” he said, swiping at a drip of water running down his cheek. “But as you’re off limits, that outfit is likely to make me damn uncomfortable real quick.”I shook the towel out, and without revealing myself again, wrapped it around my body. He watched me closely then shifted from one foot to the other.‘We’ll shower together. Think of it, Kay. Me and you, naked, water, steam. I’ll soap you up, cover you in suds, then rinse them off. But don’t think you’ll be getting clean, because that’s when we’ll start to get dirty, real dirty. Maybe I’ll tell you to get to your knees and suck my cock.’I glanced at his groin.‘The water will slide down your face and over my dick as I glide in and out of your mouth. I’d love to see that, Kay, you adoring my cock, taking me deep, sucking just a little and making me feel like I’ve died and gone to Heaven.’There was a definite bulge going on behind his swim shorts.“Kay?”I shut my eyes. “Er, I’ll go get dressed.”“Do you remember?” he asked. “All the things we used to talk about on the phone? When you were in bed, late at night and feeling lonely. When it was dark and quiet and it felt like we were the only people in the world.”“Yes.” I nodded, opened my eyes and glanced at the doorway to the lower deck. “I do.”“I was lonely in my life, too, but not when I was talking to you. Then, I wasn’t lonely at all, I was with you.” He paused. “Is that how you felt?”I nodded, just a little, and stared into the distance at the flat horizon.“God, I want you.” He took a step closer, looming over me. “Do you understand how much?”“Yes, I know. And I...”“You want me, too?”“No, yes, bloody hell. I can’t do this.” I rubbed my temple and gripped the towel tighter. “You should have just taken me to the airport, Sullivan. It would have been for the best.”




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Keeping It Sexy ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors #MSS99

Welcome to My Sexy Saturday, this week we're talking about the things lovers do for each other. I've picked a few lines from Scored my super sexy sporting novel. Nicky is laid up in bed and not feeling great while her new man leads the England football team to victory. It doesn't mean to say he's forgotten about her though, oh no, her wellbeing, comfort and satisfaction is his priority!


An enormous bunch of flowers appeared at the end of my bed. I presumed a man was holding them, but all I could see was his legs.
“Miss Thomas, where would you like these?”“Oh, er, just on the dresser would be great.”“And these?” Another member of hotel staff walked into the room. He held the strings of twelve balloons all different colors and each one reading Get Well Soon.
My head spun. They could only be from one person. Unless of course Reg had gone soft on me. Which I didn’t think was likely.“There’s more,” said Phil, widening his eyes as two wicker hampers were set down at the side of the bed. I glanced into them. One contained DVDs, books, magazines and a small artist’s watercolor set. The other brimmed with cakes, crisps and chocolate.“Bloody hell,” Phil said, leaning back against the wall to allow a giant fruit basket to be brought into the room.“And this, madam, for your comfort.” The first man, who’d brought in the flowers, handed me a box.I looked inside. It had bandages and tubigrips, packets of painkillers, a Clinique pamper-me-set, manicure box, tampons and a pink fluffy teddy wearing an England top.“Er, thanks.” I was flabbergasted and sat in silence as the staff left the room.The door shut and I glanced around. The dull green walls and brown curtains were no longer the main features. A rainbow of colors flooded my senses; the scent of the flowers reminded me of the Donbass. My heart swelled. Lewis had remembered I liked to paint whenever I got the chance. We’d been cuddling in the bath when I’d told him that.

Okay, so I eat, sleep and breathe football and reporting the beautiful game is my dream career. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have time for a major crush on the England captain, Lewis Tate. The bloke is sex on legs, hot with a capital H. Add in his awe-inspiring talent, his brooding good looks and what’s not to lust after? 
So my excitement is sky-high as I set off with the official press team to cover England’s battle for the European Cup. But when a series of unfortunate, or as it turns out fortunate events, attracts Tate’s attention my way, who am I to say no? 
Add in a misogynistic manager, an over-zealous colleague, two blue silk ties and some incredible ball-handling skills and it becomes clear the road to victory, for me, will be an intensely erotic journey. Determined to savor every moment, I hang onto my sanity as best I can while living the fantasy and wondering if it can ever become reality. Because once Lewis Tate has taken me to heaven and back, its clear no one else will ever compare. 

Grab your copy of Scored from Amazon/Amazon UK and be sure to check out all the excellent 5* reviews!

Celebrate Freedom and be Inspirational! #FreedomHop

Hello and welcome to the Live, Love, Read Celebrate Freedom Blog Hop. I'm going to chat about my inspiration today and in particular inspiration from music and things I watch on TV.


Firstly a FREEBIE for you. I adore the TV show Strike Back and in particular the character Damian Scott. He's a tough soldier, fights for justice but he's also one hot lover and he's always at it! I decided to create my own sexy Damian in the story Secret Servicing and you can grab it for FREE in the Brit Babes anthology Sexy Just Walked Into Town - all links HERE.

I also get very inspired by music and one such song I became hooked on lately was This Night by Black Lab.



The words and the gravelly tone of the song led me to write a whole novel called Rule Breaker which will be out in November from Totally Bound. I adore this new cover I've just got for it, the female leads looks so defiant about her love for Miller, the ultimate bad boy!




This Night isn't the only song that's inspired a novel. U2's classic With Or Without You was also an important part of my USA Today Recommended Read of 2013 - Breathe You In.


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Soul-aching desire was only the first layer of emotion around a secret I had to keep for all of time.
If the road to heaven starts in hell, then I was ready to start climbing my way out and Ruben Strong was the man to accompany me. With his devastating good looks, seductively sexy charm and lust for adrenaline, he was sure to make it a sensual and erotic experience as well as one to re-awake the passionate, throw-caution-to-the-wind woman I’d once been.
I’d given Ruben something, though, without him realizing, and that gift had come from the man I’d loved before. But I couldn’t tell Ruben. I had to keep that a tight secret even on the nights our naked bodies wound together, sought out pleasure and hit the dizzy heights of ecstasy—because Ruben had my husband’s heart, literally, and that heart was still in love with me, so it seemed, and now I was in love with Ruben.
Emotions tangled with bliss and fears were locked away as I surrendered to the touch of Ruben’s hands, the taste of his skin and the sounds of his pleasure. I couldn’t deny that Ruben had brought me back to life the same way I had him, and there was no way I was giving up that feeling, not for anyone.

I have yet another freebie for you now, Caught on Camera Part One. Caught on Camera was also inspired by a song, Demons by Imagine Dragons. I loved the words to this and how it shows that everyone has something they're fighting inside. 


Caught on Camera is a fun serial though despite it's more serious undertones as it's about a couple of guys making a gay porn movie in Las Vegas called Slippery Slots. If MM is your thing then grab the first book (for free) then pick up the others in the serial. All are fine as standalone reads but if you put them together they make up one  seriously sexy novel


And finally, if FSOG gets you all in a fluster then check out my  new 5* BDSM novel In Expert Hands. I ADORE the movie 9 1/2 Weeks but I'm always so sad that it ends the way it does - check out this lovely montage of scenes I found on You Tube.



So I decided that my hero, Kane Ward, who stars in In Expert Hands would be much more up front about his Dominant side, and that he'd show the woman who has stolen his heart what it is that he wants from her, teach her about his lifestyle and then allow her to make her choices about staying or leaving. Of course it's not all plain sailing but it was great fun to watch Imogen learn all about BDSM and knowing she was in expert hands as she travelled her journey of discovery made it all the more delicious. - only available from Amazon / Amazon UK

Thank you so much for joining in this blog hop - I'll giveaway one copy of The Glass Knot (MMF) to one commentor at the end of the hop, just leave your email address and your prefferred format (epub, mobi, or pdf). 


Have a wonderful day and happy hopping! Be sure to check out the other great posts.

ETO 2015

What I was anticipating to be a quiet Sunday this weekend turned to be the exact opposite. My fellow Brit Babe - and partner in wine-crime - Lexie Bay found herself with a spare ticket to ETO (Erotic Trade Only) in Birmingham. ETO is an exhibition of what's hot, new and downright kinky as well as a wonderful award ceremony to celebrate all the fabulous products and individuals in the erotic world.
How could I let a ticket go to waste when not one but TWO Brit Babes had been nominated for best erotic author of the year? Brit Babes scooped the award last year when Kd Grace won and this year she was nominated again along with Kay Jaybee.
It included a little bit of throwing dresses, heels, make-up etc into an overnight bag and a few hours driving but oh, wow, was it worth it.
One of my first views when I arrived...


I'd decided not to tell the other Babes that I'd made a last minute decision to attend so when I tapped Tabitha Rayne on the shoulder - as she was about to examine a vibrating wand - you can imagine the squeals of delight from both of us! I then sought out Kd Grace, who had her gorgeous hubby with her - more squeals - and finally Kay Jaybee with Dr J (though she wasn't feeling well which was a bummer!).
After a refreshing ice-cream with flavoured lube (I'm still on the fence on that one!) we had a wander around the exhibition. Here's what was on offer.

Super-hero toy boy complete with cock ring anyone?


Lingerie to lust after...

Hot guy on the Rocks Off stand!

Interesting shower gadget - we've asked these guys to guest on the Brit Babes blog so hopefully more info 'coming'.

Gorgeous Cara Sutra's stand.



The M/M stand


I really should have put something next to this to give an impression of size. Eye-watering is the best description at this point.

New furniture...
So the day was pretty awesome but come the night and with champagne flowing and best frocks donned we had some serious fun. We were very excited to see who the winners were and our first celebration came when Renee Denyer from Sh! (who've hosted many an erotic reading night) won Best Store Manager and Best Innovative Retailer! 


The moment we were hanging on the edge of our seats for finally arrived and with baited breath we waited, only to be rewarded with a Brit Babe win. Yes! Kay Jaybee, best erotic author!
But... she was feeling poorly and tucked up in bed (with a very handsome and caring companion I might add!) so who else could collect the prize but us Brit Babes? Yes, we danced onto that stage, arms in the air, hips aswinging, and told the world how fabulous she was and how proud we were.


Fabulous and sparkly award and bottle of champagne were duly sent upstairs and Kay enjoyed them tucked up in bed - what a way to celebrate! 
After that the dancing started and with Melissa MacFarlane of Voluptasse, Renne and Cara Sutra, boy did we kick up our heels until the early morning. The live band were awesome, playing all our favourite songs - Tabitha and I getting more excited with each one that hit the first note!

Of course all good things must come to an end and the night rolled me into bed and the land of dreams.
I hope I can attend ETO again next year, and that the Brit Babes hit the top spot again. Thanks to everyone I met, danced with, chinked glasses with, for making it such a fun time. And of course, again, a huge congratulations to Kay for her win, so proud of you and so honoured to have been part of it.


Lily x

Wimbledon!

Wimbledon kicks off today which is very exciting!  I love watching and playing tennis, so much so that I wrote a book about it with my great pal Lucy Felthouse - Grand Slam.

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California had seduced me with promises of a new life working at Los Carlos Tennis Academy. What I didn’t expect was the dark, brooding number one seed Travis Connolly resisting my help. He wasn’t interested in my psychology skills. Instead his attention was drawn to the edgy, sharper corners of my desires, proving that they existed, setting me challenges and driving me crazy to the point of combustion.
I’m the best tennis player in the world—officially—so why would I need a damn woman full of psychobabble to get me on form? Despite my irritation, however, I can’t resist pushing Marie Sherratt’s buttons, even though doing that shows her the darkest shades of my lust, the parts of me I bury deep. So I set her a challenge, one she rises to, one that has me rising too, and before long my game relies on her calling the shots, hitting the target and bending to my will. One thing is certain, being not just master of the court but also of Marie is seriously good for my soul.
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Check out Lucy and I's Raw Talent website and get all the gossip on our sexy sporty stories, and to get you in the mood for tennis hotties here's a few to whet the appetite...
















Let the games begin...

Our Sexy Man ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors #MSS98

Welcome to My Sexy Saturday. This week I've brought Ruben Strong from Breathe You In out to play. I adore Ruben, he's one of my favourite heroes of all time. He's strong, as his name suggests, but he also has a hint of vulnerability about him as he rebuilds his life. All I can say is lucky Katie who gets to do that rebuilding with him. 

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Soul-aching desire was only the first layer of emotion around a secret I had to keep for all of time. 

If the road to heaven starts in hell, then I was ready to start climbing my way out and Ruben Strong was the man to accompany me. With his devastating good looks, seductively sexy charm and lust for adrenaline, he was sure to make it a sensual and erotic experience as well as one to re-awake the passionate, throw-caution-to-the-wind woman I’d once been. 
I’d given Ruben something, though, without him realizing, and that gift had come from the man I’d loved before. But I couldn’t tell Ruben. I had to keep that a tight secret even on the nights our naked bodies wound together, sought out pleasure and hit the dizzy heights of ecstasy—because Ruben had my husband’s heart, literally, and that heart was still in love with me, so it seemed, and now I was in love with Ruben. 
Emotions tangled with bliss and fears were locked away as I surrendered to the touch of Ruben’s hands, the taste of his skin and the sounds of his pleasure. I couldn’t deny that Ruben had brought me back to life the same way I had him, and there was no way I was giving up that feeling, not for anyone.

We fell into our hotel room. Ruben kicked the door shut and dropped the key to the floor. Next thing I knew I was up against the wall, my wrists held above me in just one of his hands. He was staring down at me, his nostrils flaring as he breathed fast.“Tell me this is it,” he said, palming my left breast through my dress with his free hand.“Yes, this is it,” I panted.“You and me?”“Yes, you and me.”He smiled, not in his usual sweet way but in a downright predatory way. “And what do you want?”Excitement and anticipation swirled in my belly. Between my legs I was buzzing for attention. “You, Ruben. Fuck me. I want you to fuck me.”He gritted his teeth, but only briefly because then he caught my mouth in a wild kiss.I pushed against him as he drove me harder into the wall with his body. There was nothing weak about him. He had me held tight with his chest, his belly and legs all taut with muscle and his lust as powerful as any force I’d ever known.I matched him kiss for kiss, looped my right leg around one of his. Tried to move my arms but couldn’t.“Like this,” he said, suddenly releasing me and spinning me to face the long mirror next to us. “Bend over. Put your arms out.”I stooped and pressed my palms onto the cool surface. He yanked my short dress up to my waist and tugged my knickers off. Cool air washed over my bum and legs.His movements were swift, precise and within seconds, his cock was nudging at my pussy from behind.Spreading my legs to make his entry easier, I watched in the mirror as he concentrated on his task, his hair flopping forward and his tie hanging loose, tapping against the small of my back.

Breathe You In is available from the publisher, Totally Bound, with a bonus sexy scene, and from all other good retailers (in paperback and ebook) including Amazon/Amazon UK. Be sure to check out the many 5* reviews including USA Today's which named Breathe You In a recommended read of 2013.