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Out Now - Caitlin's Hero by Donna Gallagher

Please welcome fellow Total-E-Bound author, Donna Gallagher to my blog today...



Thank you, Lily for having me. I thought I’d start off with a little bit about me.
I’ve always been a reader, averaging three books a week. My discovery of e-books and the ability to read them through my smart phone was one of my all-time greatest moments, one my husband rues to this day. I can take my library with me wherever I go. I never considered that I could write it just didn’t enter my head. I wasn’t a good student, apart from music and the term we studied Wuthering Heights in English, I found school to be boring and left at a very early age. It was quite a shock to wake up one morning to find voices in my head, all clamouring to share their story – makes me sound a bit loopy, I know!
I had to write, the voices would not let up. I loved the storylines I was being given, but my lack of confidence in my writing ability, you know all the punctuation and grammar that’s needed to make the written word legible, held me back from submitting to a publisher. I did send the first five pages of two of my manuscripts off to a competition and as you can imagine I didn’t score very well. But I did get some useful tips and took advantage of that information. 
Two years on, at the tender age of forty-seven, I decided that I should at least try submitting my manuscripts. After all what did I have to lose, the worst that could happen was rejection, and I expected that, but I was hoping to gain some more advice along the way. Well imagine my surprise when I received the email that offered me the chance to work on my manuscript, my fabulous editor helping me all the way, and re-submit. Well the rest as they say is history. After cleaning up my manuscripts and I’m talking heavy duty bleach here, I now have five contracts with Total-E-Bound and still have to pinch myself each day to make sure I’m not dreaming. 
My erotic romance series revolves around the lives and loves of footy players from a fictional Sydney rugby league team, The Jets. Rugby League, a popular Australian sport, has always been a passion of mine, so it makes sense that my muse would be a footy player.


Caitlin’s Hero is book one in my League of Love Series; 
Falling for him is easy. Dealing with his high-profile life—a life deemed public property by his fans and the press, plus an ex-wife out for blood—now, that’s the hard part. 
Twenty-year-old Caitlin Walters was living a normal life. She attended university, socialised a little and had a good relationship with her mother and stepfather. But when her parents are tragically killed in a car accident, Caitlin’s life is forced to change. The once carefree girl becomes sole guardian of her stepbrother. Giving up her university course to support and raise eleven-year-old Riley, Caitlin struggles to deal with her new responsibilities.
Her job, singing at a local Italian restaurant, brings Caitlin some peace. On stage, she leaves her life and its troubles behind. Feeling comfortable and sensuous, she is like a siren calling out to lost souls. It’s on one of these nights that Caitlin begins a romance with Australian Rugby League captain, Brodie James. Brodie, not content with his so-called perfect life and struggling with commitment issues following a disastrous marriage, falls hard for Caitlin.
The relationship does not run smoothly for the self-sacrificing Caitlin, as she learns how to deal with Brodie’s nasty, jealous ex-wife, a muck-raking reporter and intrusive but well-meaning rugby fans. Along the way she makes new friends, and awakens the untapped sensual desires of the woman inside.
I hope you enjoy this excerpt.
Caitlin did not know how or when it had happened, but her blouse and bra were now undone, leaving her breasts bare to his heated gaze. She loved the way he was looking at her, touching her. She had never gone this far before, and was unprepared for the intensity of her feelings. Oddly, she was not embarrassed at all to be so open to him. She wanted to touch him and tried to pull his jumper up but couldn’t free him of it, so snugly did it fit over his bulging biceps and chest. Brodie pulled the wool garment over his head in one move, and she caught her breath at the sight of his muscled, masculine chest.
Curly, light brown, almost golden hair covered the upper part of his chest, and she couldn’t help notice it tapering down to form a path to his pants waistline and what lay beneath. She explored his chest, getting to know the feel of it, touching the hair and twisting it, brushing her hand across and around his distended nipple. He groaned and before she had taken another shallow breath, she was lying beneath him. He had lifted her off his lap and laid her on the sofa, stretching out next to her with his leg over hers.
Caitlin was unaware of how much time had gone by. All she knew was this man. She wanted to climb right under his skin and needed to feel closer. All the while he touched her and stroked her, and the hardness of his erection pushed into her hip. She wanted to touch him, but he had both her hands held in one of his, lightly pinning them above her head. The other hand was making its way up her skirt—he touched her through her panties. She felt the lips of her vulva swell at his touch. She was so wet she could feel the seep of liquid coming from her body. Unsure, she pulled away from him a little.
“Can I touch you, angel? Feel if you’re all wet for me?” Brodie whispered in her ear, the words both shocking and exciting Caitlin at the same time. “I sure hope you are wet for me. It’ll make me feel so good knowing that you’re as hot for me as I am for you. Trust me, angel, I won’t hurt you. If I do anything that you don’t like or feel comfortable with, just tell me and I’ll stop.”
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Thanks so much for stopping by Caitlin. It's been great to have you tell us all about Caitlin's Hero.

Lily x

Watch Out

My friend Savannah Chase has invited me over to her blog - Watch Out - to chat about my fondness for writing menage a trois novels - I hope you can stop by and say hi.
Lily x

Sunday Snog - Teamwork

Sunday Snog again, and how could I not share a lip-smacking moment from my hot new menage a trois novel Teamwork?

Blurb
Book four in the Hot Ice series. (Can be enjoyed as a stand alone read!)

What I know about hockey could fit on the back of a stamp. So my latest patient may be one of the NHL’s hottest defensemen, but I’m not exactly blown away by his stardom. Add in the fact that he’s a surly, growling grump, and I’m more than happy to work my magic on his battered body and then hot-foot to my date with his teammate, Todd “Pretty” Carty. 

Todd is sex on a stick, a slice of man heaven and I want a bit of the action, preferably of the bedroom variety. But when Raven emerges from his bad mood and throws his energy into blowing my mind with just one kiss, I find my head spinning and my libido raging. 

What I didn’t bargain on is these hard-training, hard-playing hockey players working as efficiently off the ice as on it when it comes to getting results. But who am I to complain when satisfaction is their ultimate goal? 



It is the start of Blissemass, so be sure to leave a comment to be in with a chance to win a Kindle Fire! Details at the web home of Victoria Blisse.

Excerpt from Teamwork


Todd got out of the car, leaving his keys in the ignition and the headlights on.If I didn’t think the weight in my chest could get any heavier, I was wrong. That was my final bit of confirmation that we really wouldn’t be spending the night together. I’d had one last glimmer of hope that he might come in. Join me in the guest wing for some dirty fun. But it seemed that wasn’t to be.We walked toward the porch area that had a large red-tiled roof and thick white pillars. Six bay trees in bronze pots sat on the steps leading up to it and a security light cast long shadows onto the double-fronted door.“Fiona,” he said when we reached the top step.“Yes.” I turned to him.He curled his hands over my shoulders, his thumbs just stroking the base of my neck. He stepped in close and I could smell the clean cotton scent of his shirt mixed with his citrusy aftershave. “Can I kiss you good night?”I stared up into his heavy-lidded eyes. I couldn’t think of anything I wanted more. “Yes,” I whispered as my heart tripped over itself.He lowered his head and his lips brushed mine, carefully, hesitantly, as though he were worried about breaking me. One small kiss, then another, no tongues, just soft, lingering pecks.I reached up and pressed my palm against the smooth skin on his cheek. “Todd?”“Yeah.” His breath was hot on my mouth, my chin.“Kiss me properly.”His mouth twitched into a half-smile, his fingers tightened on my shoulders and he gave me a real kiss. It was still reverent, tender, but it was enough to get lost in. I opened up and let him in. His wet, warm mouth tasted so good—sugar and sunshine, a wonderful sexy flavor spreading over my tongue as he searched gently for mine.I dropped my hand from his face and felt his solid chest beneath his shirt, his heart beating strong and his breaths coming steady.He broke our kiss. “Damn, but you’re just the sweetest little thing,” he murmured, tucking my hair behind my ears. “I could eat you all up.”“So eat.” I pressed my chest to his, searching for more connection, needing to feel his delectable body touching mine.He shook his head. “Not tonight.”Oh god, he’s torturing me.“Tomorrow,” he said. “One of the guys on the team, Phoenix, his kid is being christened. They’re having drinks and cake and stuff at The Burton Hotel afterward. Will you come with me?”My head spun, not just from the lovely kiss that was apparently going no further, but also from the sudden invitation.“I don’t know.”He grinned, touched his lips to the tip of my nose. “I’ll pick you up at noon.”The heat of his body left mine as he stepped away. My arms fell to my sides and I buckled my weak knees to remain standing. What the hell had just happened? I felt as though I’d gone into a tailspin. One minute my body was on high alert for sexy action, then knocked down, and then flung back up again with the promise of more tomorrow.“But I have nothing to wear, no gift or…”With his hand on the open car door, he looked over the roof at me. “That dress is perfect, green really suits you. And don’t worry about a gift, I’ll take care of it.” He flashed one of his heart-stopping smiles. “Good night.”The car headlights illuminated the fronds of various shrubs that lined the driveway as he pulled away. But just for a few seconds then everything fell into darkness once more.My heart was pounding, my lips still tingling. I tried to regain some control over my sagging knees and jelly-like thighs by resting my back against one of the pillars.Todd was gorgeous, charming and one hell of a kisser. But he’d left a gap in my evening by disappearing like that, vanishing just as it was getting good. As far as a date went it was faultless, as far as the bit after the date, it was beyond frustrating.The sound of crickets filled the air. I wasn’t familiar with the noise and it reminded me how far I was from home. I pushed away from the pillar and went up to the front door. It was then I realized I didn’t have a key.Damn.I would have to ring the bell so Raven could let me in. Then not only would he know exactly what time I arrived back—and I didn’t see why he should be privy to any of my comings and goings—his surly face would be the last thing I saw before I went to bed.I’d have to get past him quickly. Try my best to ignore his huffs and grunts and get up to my room. A warm tingle in my clit was demanding attention and it seemed my finger was the only relief available.My first gentle tap on the door resulted in nothing, so I knocked hard, then harder still.Eventually the door swung open.“You’re home,” Raven said as I stepped into the dark hallway.“Yep.” I tightened the strap of my purse over my shoulder and bent to slip off my heels.The door shut with a bang. There was the slide of a bolt.I straightened and looked at him. He’d abandoned the sling and stood with his arms at his sides. He was wearing only sweats. His feet were bare, his abs tensed to a row of bricks.“And,” he said gruffly.There was something distinctly menacing about him, but at the same time so damn alluring it irritated the hell out of me. Why did he have to have such an amazing body? It wasn’t fair.“And what?” I asked, putting one hand on my hip and letting my shoes swing from the other.He didn’t reply. Just stared at me, let his gaze slide over my chest, hips and legs then slowly back up again.I shifted from foot to foot, the marble cool on the soles of my feet. I could make out the shadows slicing across his face, neck and throat, the blackness of his eyes boring into me.“And…did he kiss you?” he asked quietly.Turning, I flicked my hair over my shoulder and walked toward the stairs. “What has it got to do with you?”“Everything.”He was in front of me, close, so close I could feel the warmth from his broad chest radiating onto my cleavage and arms. I stepped back. He followed. I stepped back again and my shoulders hit brickwork.He placed his hands on the wall on either side of my head. “Did…he…kiss…you?” he asked again, in a voice so low it seemed to vibrate straight into the very center of my body.I was breathing fast now, panting. I felt hemmed in, there was no escape. “Yes.”He licked his lips. His nostrils flared. Something in the base of his eyes burned brighter than any flame.A shocking realization came over me. I didn’t want to escape. My God, I couldn’t take my eyes off his mouth, that sullen, annoying mouth that was glistening from where he’d just swept his tongue over it.My taste buds actually tingled to taste him. Learn what flavor he was. Would he be the same as Todd or would he be richer, darker, more intoxicating?“I need to know,” he murmured, “if he kissed you like this?”Suddenly his mouth hit down on mine, hard and demanding, hot and urgent.I gasped and he took full advantage, sweeping his tongue deep. I dropped my shoes and clutched his waist, spreading my fingers over his warm, smooth flesh. The feel of his thick brawn and honed muscles beneath my palms sent all the right signals to my desperate female hormones. Desire rushed across my skin, tingling down my spine and settling between my legs. I wanted to press harder up against him, crush my breasts to his chest.As though he knew what I needed, his weight dropped forward, pinning me to the wall. The denseness of his body was the most wonderful sensation I’d experienced in a long time and suddenly any last slivers of control vanished. I couldn’t get enough. I wanted to make him part of me. Get lost in him forever—or just for one night anyway.Our kiss heated to inferno levels, slick tongues writhing and chasing. The sound of my breathing and his rang in my ears, wild and noisy. I was roaming my hands unashamedly over his back, his butt, his shoulders, uncaring of the fact that this man had made me want to slap him several times since our first meeting.He groaned into my mouth and cupped my breast, slid his other hand down over my belly and hip, tempting me with his explorations.Why the hell are we still dressed?Some primal response deep inside me was yelling for more. I wanted to fuck, get satisfaction. It had been so damn long.The thick wedge of his erection shoved up against me. Hard and determined, it strained through his sweats onto my waist. Lightning flared through my clit, a heated kick of sensation.Reality hit.He didn’t really want me. He was a miserable bastard who just couldn’t stand for someone else to have me—competitive sportsman and all that crap. Todd wanted me to be his girl and Raven had to beat him to it, have me first. It was the challenge of being the first warrior to throw the spear and bring down the bison, or something macho like that.I tore my mouth from his. “No.” I shoved at his chest.He sucked in a breath, scrunched up his nose and stared at me. He didn’t move.“No, please, we can’t do this,” I said.“Give me one fucking reason why not?”“Because we can’t. You don’t even like me, and I just spent the evening on a date with Todd, your friend and teammate.”“Fuck Todd.” He did that thing again where he spoke with his teeth gritted, just his lips moving. “And who said I don’t like you?” He pulled me tighter, once again wedging the very obvious evidence of his need into my belly. “I think it’s safe to say I do like you, very much.” He let out a juddering breath.He did like me. I liked him too, well, his hot body at least. My pussy quivered at the thought of having him plunge into me. Ramming that big, hard cock into my depths and squeezing orgasm after orgasm from me. Oh, the temptation. “Please, I’m trying to be professional here,” I gasped.“Screw professional.”“Raven.” I shook my head as a sudden infuriating thought raced into my mind. “Are you teasing me again?”“Fuck, no. I have never been more serious in my life.” His lips touched mine as he spoke. “I want you, Fiona. You’re driving me nuts. I can’t stop thinking about you. You’re like no other woman I’ve ever met.”My eyes fluttered shut and I hung on to him all the tighter. “I’m not?”“No, you’re sexy and clever and beautiful and you’re as ballsy as they get. Who else would try and tease me, the Raven Starr?”“I am?” I was? “But, but…still, I might be ballsy, but we can’t do this.”“Now you’re being a tease,” he breathed.Indignation gripped me and I pulled my head back from his. “You started this. You kissed me. I am not being a tease.”Silence.The heat from his cock was still burning into me. His wide shoulders and desire-heavy gaze filled my vision. Temptation was rising again, washing away indignation the way the wind blows away seeds.I gathered the last shreds of my willpower. “No,” I managed, shoving away the mental image of us naked in his bed.He swallowed tightly. “Okay, I hear you. But answer my question first.”Question? What question?“Did he kiss you like that?” he asked again.“No, nothing like that.” I pushed at his chest. My grip on sanity was tenuous and would soon slip completely if I didn’t get away. “Please, let me go to my room.”He shoved several thick strands of his hair out of his face and stepped backward.I staggered toward the stairs. The ache between my legs had constricted into a painful knot, making it hard to walk.Damn, why couldn’t Todd have kissed me like that? Dragged me against his cock and given me that let’s-get-naked-and-rampant look? Why did it have to be Raven who had me almost coming just from a kiss?Why?


I hope that whet your appetite for some some naughty threesome fun! I actually felt quite jealous of Fiona when I was writing this book. Menages are always fun to dream up, but throw in the hot hockey player factor and it was a party on the page. Hardly what I'd call work!

You can read another excerpt and buy Teamwork at Ellora's Cave or grab your copy from Amazon US, Amazon UK!

Have a wonderful Sunday,

Lily x

Smutters Advent Calendar

Make sure you join in the fun and grab yourself some freebies from the Smutter's Advent Calendar, organised by the very lovely Victoria Blisse.
There is something scrumptious to treat yourself to everyday from some of the very best authors and publishers around. Stop off on the 23rd of Dec and I have a delicious temptation for you!
Lily x

TEAMWORK - OUT TODAY!

I'm so excited about the release of Teamwork at Ellora's Cave today. This is the fourth book in my Hot Ice series - though they don't need to be read in order - and I can't wait for Todd, Fiona and Raven to be unleashed on the world.
Blurb
What I know about hockey could fit on the back of a stamp. So my latest patient may be one of the NHL’s hottest defensemen, but I’m not exactly blown away by his stardom. Add in the fact that he’s a surly, growling grump, and I’m more than happy to work my magic on his battered body and then hot-foot to my date with his teammate, Todd “Pretty” Carty. 
Todd is sex on a stick, a slice of man heaven and I want a bit of the action, preferably of the bedroom variety. But when Raven emerges from his bad mood and throws his energy into blowing my mind with just one kiss, I find my head spinning and my libido raging. 
What I didn’t bargain on is these hard-training, hard-playing hockey players working as efficiently off the ice as on it when it comes to getting results. But who am I to complain when satisfaction is their ultimate goal? 
Reader Advisory: Contains m/f/m. Go on, you know you want to indulge!
Ellora's Cave
Amazon US
Amazon UK


Excerpt
I slept fitfully, my head full of dreams of the two men who’d kissed me the night before. When I awoke, I was hot and naked, my fingers fragrant from fretting my clit. Masturbating hadn’t served me well. Several short, sharp orgasms had done nothing to take the edge off the lust Raven’s kiss had ignited or dampen the desire at the thought of being in bed with Todd.What the hell was I doing? I’d never been attracted to two men before. I was a one-man girl.But there was something about both of them that had set a fire in my belly that refused to be dulled, even in the light of day. And as I set about having a shower and washing my hair, applying a little makeup, I had no damn idea what I was going to do about it.The small kitchen that was part of my area was out of coffee, so I headed downstairs in my underwear and robe. Raven had a stash of the good stuff in his cupboard.After putting the coffee on, I stared out of the window. It was another sunny, blue-skied day in Orlando. Not a wisp of cloud to be seen. I thought of my parents in rainy Wales. I ought to give them a call later and check on how they were.The house was quiet despite it being nearly ten. I guessed Raven was sleeping in after the late night. I wondered if he’d relieved himself the way I had, and if so, had it been any more fulfilling? The thought of him touching himself, jerking off with images of me in his head did something strange to my stomach.What was it about this intriguing man that had my libido so riled? His Native American history, his steely determination and brooding manner had clearly clicked some switch in my Welsh genetic makeup. He couldn’t be any more different to me, physically and emotionally. The way he preferred to fold in on himself was so opposed to my love of talking through problems.It was the age-old conundrum of opposites attracting, good girl goes for bad boy, not to mention the thrill of knowing someone wanted me enough to back me up against a wall and kiss me until I couldn’t breathe. There was no doubt about it, that had been the hottest kiss of my life.I sighed and thought of lovely, perfect, polite Todd. He would be here in a couple of hours. I was looking forward to spending the day with him. Perhaps I’d get to see his place tonight and if so, bed action with him might shake this ridiculous attraction I felt for Raven. And it would hardly be a chore, jumping into Todd’s bed. The guy was a slice of man heaven just waiting to be devoured, or was that let him devour me?A noise behind me jolted me from my sexy daydream.Turning, my breath caught and my head went fuzzy. Standing just inside the doorway of the kitchen were Todd and Raven.Their shoulders were almost touching, each as tall as the other, but that was were any similarity ended.Todd looked suave and sophisticated. His blond hair was carefully tousled, he wore smart navy pants, a white shirt and pale-blue tie. He held a pink gift bag decorated with an enormous bow and he was grinning broadly.Raven once again wore just his sweats. His skin, the color of a perfect, just-baked loaf, appeared shower damp and his hair was scraped back. He topped off his look with the usual scowl and drawn-down brows.Todd walked over to the table, his shiny leather shoes clacking on the floor, and set down the gift. “Morning, sugar, how did you sleep?”“Well, I…not too good actually.”“I’m sorry about that.” He stepped up to me, slotted his hand into my hair and gave me a soft kiss, right in the center of my lips.I couldn’t help but melt, and had to curl my hand around his forearm to keep my balance. Damn it, he was good. He smelled and felt marvelous, his cologne a combination of lemon and green apples, and his just-shaved chin as smooth as silk against mine. If I hadn’t been holding on, I would have pinched myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.“Sorry, I’m early. I guess I was just looking forward to seeing you,” he said quietly against my mouth.“That’s fine, but I’m not quite ready and I just need to…” I glanced around his shoulder at Raven. “I just need to do ten minutes of acupuncture on Raven before we go.”“Ah, the silent acupuncture treatment.” Todd dropped his hand from my hair and turned to face Raven.Raven’s fists clenched and his shoulders lifted toward his ears. Somewhere in my subconscious I took that as a good sign, but I was more worried about the stormy expression flitting across his face—the tight set of his jaw and the way his lips had thinned —none of it boded well.He hasn’t calmed down from last night then.“I’ve heard all about your arrangement,” Todd said to Raven with a laugh. “How you two can’t bear to speak to one another. You’re a fool. I keep telling you, lighten up.”Raven’s nose twitched and he took several ground-eating paces across the kitchen until he was face-to-face with Todd.“Fiona and I communicate just fine,” he said, narrowing his eyes. “You’d do well to remember that.”Todd raised his eyebrows. Amusement sparkled in the depths of his blue irises. He didn’t seem in the slightest bit bothered by the murderous intent oozing from Raven.Hell, I am.If they were going to kick off I had no intention of getting in the middle of all that brawn. And if Todd kept smirking at Raven then fireworks were really going to explode. Spectacularly.I stepped away but a sudden arm around my waist stopped me moving far.“Hey,” I gasped, staring up at Raven. “Let me—”Suddenly he was kissing me with the same extreme passion he had the night before. I murmured a weak, pitiful complaint and, to my shame, allowed him to take total possession. I was helpless, too far gone. Raven’s particular brand of kissing was addictive and completely irresistible.His tongue probed deep and he tipped me backward, dipping me to the floor at the same time as pulling me up against his warm skin and holding me secure in his arms.As suddenly as it started the kiss stopped. He pulled me up and looked deep into my eyes. I was breathless, breathless and turned-on and about to become a quivering mass of helpless need on the kitchen tiles.Jesus, what girl wouldn’t be?My robe had slipped open and I could feel the cool air-conditioning blowing down on my cleavage, my belly and the tops of my thighs. I welcomed it, I was feverish.“You see, Todd, no problem,” Raven said, gently pulling me completely upright but doing nothing about my exposed body. “Communication is not an issue at all. We’ve got a great system.”A seed of sense returned and hurriedly I covered myself—words, apologies, excuses tripping through my brain. “Todd, I-I’m sorry, he… I…”Todd tipped back his head and laughed. A great big guffaw. “Don’t worry about it.” He held his palms up to Raven. “I’m just glad you haven’t completely ducked out of the land of the living, buddy. I was worried about you there.”“I’m fine.”“Yeah, I can see that.” Todd pulled in a deep breath, looked at me then back to Raven. His face fell serious. “Only thing is, you’ve just kissed my date.” He lifted his eyebrows. “And I’m not sure what to do about that.”Raven folded his arms. “Your date?”“Yeah, its Phoenix and Brooke’s little one’s christening. You did get an invite. I saw it on your desk.” He paused. “But Fiona is coming with me.”Raven grunted.Todd reached out and traced the chenille collar of my robe. “If you still want to, that is?”“Yes, yes of course.” More than anything I didn’t want to ruin my chances with Todd, but it was also clear I was as trustworthy as an ice cube in the desert when it came to Raven.I glanced at Raven and he pressed his palm to my cheek, as though absorbing the blush burning there. “It’s okay,” he said in as soft a voice as I’d ever heard him use. “Don’t worry about it. Go with Todd.”My heart swelled. I didn’t want to leave him out or hurt him. “Why don’t you come too? With us.”“He will,” Todd said quickly. “He can catch up with everyone. Show them all he’s still alive and kicking.”“Will you?” I asked.“Yeah.” He leaned forward. “If you want me to.”His breath breezed across my cheek, or was it Todd’s? He was right next to me too, stroking down my neck, across to my shoulder. His aftershave was mixing with the raw, male smell of Raven—black pepper, soap and sex.A white-hot shiver ran through my body. They were both so close, circling me, surrounding me. Far from fireworks of the fisticuff type, there seemed to be sparks of arousal flashing all over the place. And it wasn’t just me.Raven’s mouth was by my ear now, his tongue just touching my lobe, his stubbled cheek against mine.“Well, since we both want you,” Todd said, brushing his lips over my mouth, “why don’t we both have you?”





If you fancy checking out the other books I've written that star those deliciously bad boys of the ice, click on the covers below. And if you want to feast on some eye candy then hit the sexy hockey player groupie button and enjoy my Pinterest page featuring the real thing!! Oh, la, la...




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I'm hanging out with Cerise DeLand

After all the fun of having Cerise on my blog yesterday, today I'm visiting hers - please come and join us, we'd love to see you there plus I'm sharing a seriously steamy voyeur snippet from The Glass Knot!!!!

Delicious Romance From Cerise DeLand...

Please welcome Cerise DeLand

A Picture is Worth 30,000 words…or more!By Cerise DeLandAll pictures property of Cerise DeLand, no use without permission.
I go everywhere and take my camera… and my author’s imagination! Here with a few of my own pix, I'll give you a tidbit I learned about the place, the photo or how I used it in a story!


Classical sculpture, trip to Greece with hubbie in 2009: This came from the museum at Olympia where the games were held. Also here was a training ground for Olympiads with a description of their rigorous diet and exercise. What did I take away? That being an athlete, even then, required an enormous commitment of time and energy. For me? Not so much. I used to do 5K races. Now I work out in a gym! And do hip hop class! Enuf already!





Fresh Fish and Jambon from La Boqueria in Barcelona, Spain: This was a real treat! Notice the prices on the ham. YIKES! This ham is special coming from pigs who are fed acorns. Very pricey. What did I get out of this? Look for #4 in Desiree Holt and my NEMESIS series, UNTIL NOON, romantic thrillers that are selling like MAD!



From the same trip come the pix of SAGRADA FAMILIA, Sacred Family Cathedral. Note the “dripping architecture” of the East Door, or Door of Birth, and the contrast of the West Door, Door of  Death/Crucifixion which is very stark and rigid.

I give you the very dolorous and ironic sculpture of Judas Kissing Christ.



In UNTIL NOON, we set a murder in the nearby town of Montserrat on a cliff near a famous 1000 year old monastery.






Doge’s Palace, Venice: What a marvelous place Venice is! I long to return. From this trip, I got the background of CARRIED AWAY, my romantic suspense set there in that wonderful city. I’ve done a lot of travel in Mexico, too, where LAID BARE is set, the first in the Irresistible Forces series along with CARRIED AWAY.


I love to cook and my husband is my terrific sommelier. We go to Napa often and this pix of the Mondavi Wine cellar is one of my faves! Wine and champagne make big appearances in my books. Prosecco, anyone? Yum.For a taste of my own cooking, wine and love for Italy and Italian men, try MIA Dolce!


The Street Scene of Pompeii makes my mouth water to return. When I did my master’s degree, I took quite a few courses in ancient civilizations. This pix makes me wish there were 48 hours in a day so that I could write romances set in Pompeii!


The door in Mykonos is only one of approximately two dozen pictures of colorful doors on that beautiful island. I like it better than Santorini for peace and quiet, the sound of the surf on the beach. Sigh. I have a story set here but have not finished it yet. What’s it about? A young woman who studied Greek here as a teen returns and finds her old friend who becomes her lover!


And the picture of the Texas Cypress trees is dear to me. I live here in the Hill Country and these beauties are a joy to see surviving, especially in a very dry climate. My new series for EC, Knights in Black Leather, begins with ROPE ME IN and TIE ME DOWN, then continues with STEAL ME AWAY, a historical about the Comanche who stole white women from their families. This is due out soon.


And where am I going next? My big trip this year will be to Paris (again!) and eastern France. What will I do there? Drink champagne. Eat truffles. And research chateaux and the French Revolution! If that floats your boat, do try my Regency which is free everywhere, LADY STARLING’s STOCKINGS.
Come visit me for all my books at http://www.cerisedeland.com

Karen Stivali

My very lovely friend and fellow Ellora's Cave author, Karen Stivali, has two super new romantic novels out.



MEANT TO BE

Sometimes you’re already committed to the wrong person when fate finally brings you the right one.

When NYU professor Daniel Gardner’s career-obsessed wife convinces him to move to the suburbs, he hopes it’s a first step toward starting the family he longs to have. Instead of domestic bliss he finds his neighbor, Marienne Valeti. She loves her freelance design job, but must contend with a growing sense of isolation created by her husband’s indifference. A penchant for good books, bad movies, and Marienne’s to-die-for brownies sparks a powerful bond between them. Passion simmers, but they resist its lure, surrendering only in the seclusion of their minds. Their friendship helps them weather every hardship, from divorce to widowhood, leaving them both secretly wondering if it can survive a first kiss.






HOLDING ON

When you have everything you’ve ever dreamed of, the hard part is Holding On.

British NYU professor Daniel Gardner thinks life can’t get better than the day his three-year-old stepdaughter, Ella, calls him Daddy for the first time. Then his wife Marienne tells him she’s pregnant. Daniel is thrilled, but worried about Marienne’s health. Not wanting to cause her stress he turns to writing to calm his nerves. He pens a screenplay, thinking it’s nothing more than a mental health exercise, but when a colleague reads it and hands it to a producer, it turns into a production contract. Daniel accepts the offer and transfers to a teaching position at Dartmouth, hoping that small town living and a shorter commute will simplify his life.

As he attempts to juggle his new responsibilities he gets an unexpected letter from Roger, the father he never knew. For the first time since they met, Daniel and Marienne are at odds; she wants him to give Roger a chance but Daniel wants nothing to do with the man he thinks abandoned his mother. As Daniel and Marienne struggle they must contend with interference from Daniel’s sexy ex-wife, who appears to want him back, and a handsome, all-too-helpful single dad who desires Marienne as more than a play-date pal. They must both confront deep-seated issues with trust and acceptance if they’re going to find a way to make their marriage work and hold on to the love they share.

Find out more about Karen and her work HERE.

Its snowing!

Beginning December 1st it’ll be snowing over at Silver Publishing!
Silver Publishing is giving readers more than 60 chances to win either a free Holiday Story from their 25 Days of Christmas Releases or a lucky random five 20% off codes! And if you are really dedicated there is a Word Scramble included that will provide a discount for titles purchased during the last week of December!

So, how does it work?

Find all the snowflakes every day, email silver publishing with the author name/date for each snowflake you find, check their blog daily to see if you won and then use the pertinent snowflakes to spell out an additional discount code to use at the end of the month.

Find out more HERE and be sure to come back here, to my blog, on the 21st December to find my snowflake!

Available from Silver Publishing - Berets and Bras



Blood, sweat and hard work has given me everything I want, except that is, the dangerous mercenary I'm in love and lust with. Until, one night, when my secrets are exposed, I discover, in the sweetest possible way that he's sinfully talented at handling more than just his armed weapon.
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Thanks for reading, have a great day,
Lily x

Sunday Snog - Enchanted Submission

Sunday Snog time again, and this week a steamy smooch from my fantasy novella Enchanted Submission.




Blurb

It’s the night before Cinderella’s wedding and the girls are out on the town looking for some serious fun - especially Rapunzel.
Tired of being a dominatrix to her wall skimming prince she’s hoping to surrender control to the broodingly gorgeous, newly divorced Beast, but she mustn’t forget about her naive friend Cinderella who’s in desperate need of an eye opener before she gets hitched to the fast and furious Prince Charming.
Just as well Cinderella’s eye is caught by a dashing Woodcutter more than willing to fill the gaps in her education which leaves Rapunzel to enjoy her own, more exotic kind of kink in Beast's private Turret Club room.



Rapunzel turned. Her eyes came level with the top of Beast's chest. The nipple clamps were heavy as they touched the wool of his jumper and the combination of hard and soft created a shudder of need that shivered right down to her thighs.
Beast unclipped the lead and dropped it to the floor. He smoothed his hands up her neck until he was cupping her jaw. His eyelids dropped and he looked at her mouth like he wanted to actually eat her. He swept the pad of his thumb over her parted lips and she felt them stretched to the side, then his head lowered and the gentle pressure of his soft mouth hit down on hers.
He continued to embrace her face as the tip of his tongue peeked into her mouth. She opened up and delighted in his oaked, whisky taste. His fingers slid over her ears and into her hair and he cradled the back of her skull with one big palm as he dropped the other hand to her back and squeezed her closer. His erection prodded her stomach and she let out an involuntary groan which he caught in his mouth and mixed with his own deep moan of want.
He turned up the heat, their teeth touched briefly and then his tongue swept right in, exploring, probing, dancing with hers. Her nipples tightened further, blood raged to her nerve endings as the metal work snagged on the fibres of his top. Her greedy hands drifted up the wide, bulbous muscles of his arms, onto his shoulders and then took a path down towards his erection. She needed him, she wanted him so badly. She couldn't wait another minute
'Hey.' He broke their kiss and grabbed her wrists again, fastening his fingers tight around her slender bones. 'Remember, I'm calling the shots around here, not you.''Yes, I know but ...' She jerked her hands, aiming for the button on his trousers. 'Let's just ...''No,' he said, stepping away. He narrowed his eyes and flattened his mouth. 'I can see you're in need of containing.' He pulled her, quite roughly, towards the black semi-circle of raised flooring, her wrists now captured in just one of his enormous hands. 'You really don't understand the meaning of the word submission, do you?''I ...''Shh ...' He jabbed a straightened finger against his lips. 'I don't want to have to gag you, Rapunzel. I've kinda developed a thing for your mouth.' He looked at her lips again, studying them intently. 'I think I could become quite obsessed with that part of your body.'A spark of delight popped in her stomach – Beast obsessed with her, how perfect would that be.But she didn't have time to dwell on that possibility, because he tugged her up onto the platform, positioned her beneath the handcuffs and raised her hands high above her head.His eyes glittered down at her as the cool leather tightened on her wrists. The corner of his mouth twitched and then he exerted a gentle pressure on her shoulders until she turned to face the full-length mirror on the wall.'How do you look?' he said pulling her hair into a tail at her nape and then twisting it into a tight rope which he secured at the end with a piece of black twine.Rapunzel studied her reflection; long black boots, creamy thighs, the small black triangle of her thong settled at the juncture of her legs and an impossibly tight corset shining like a deep pool of water at midnight. Her heavy breasts were now dominated by gold clamps and she could just see the pale pink tip of each erect nipple through the metal work. Her face was flushed and needy; eyes heavy, cheeks red and lips swollen and moist from kissing. 'I look ...' she said, 'like I belong to you.'



I hope you enjoyed that snippet. Enchanted Submission was huge fun to write and is an incredibly naughty read. It's had some great reviews...

"What an amazing little novella. I have read A. N. Rocquelaure’s (pen name of Ann Rice) Sleeping Beauty trilogy and this seems to sum it up in its entirety into a short book. 

The writing is sumptuous, lavish, and erotic. The scenery and atmosphere of the story are almost poetic in their finery and extravagance. It grabs Disneyesque elements and gives them not only an adult but a kinky fetish twist, plunging straight into the dark and deviant heart of BDSM.

The characters are surprisingly rich and deep. The opening of the novella may deceive the reader into thinking this a facetious take on fairy tales. However, although nostalgic fragments of childhood fantasies are at times depicted, these maidens and princes are nothing at all like you remember.

I absolutely love the juxtaposition of the innocent fairy tale names and the steamy and raunchy sex scenes. The kink element is red hot. Dungeons, restraints, thigh boots and punishment implements... you have to read it to believe it!

Buy this book today and sample this delicious sinful taste of wickedness!"

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Have a fantastic Sunday

Lily x