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Smut by the Sea

Smut by the Sea is a fantastic new anthology edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse. It's light hearted, sexy fun by the sea, from the sun soaked bays of Australia to the rainy coastal towns of England.
So whatever your interpretation of naughty seaside fun is, there's something nestling between the covers for you. Surfer boys, sea creatures, pirates and the fairground abound in this exciting collection. And yep, if you're wondering, I have a story nestled in these saucy pages too. It's called Swashbuckling, and let's just say I was having a Johnny Depp/Captain Jack Sparrow moment!

Today's Sunday Snog therefore, has to feature a kiss from this book, here you go...

I slowed as I approached The Magpie. There was very little light away from the shoreline, the moon only a thin and feeble crescent. It was just as well I knew this pontoon like the back of my hand. When I reached the stern, Roberto wasn’t there so I came to a halt and looked up at the majestic ship. Atop the main mast was the crow’s nest, swaying gently this way and that. I wondered what it would be like to sit up there, with Roberto, peer into the horizon and look for adventure. Adventures we could seek out together.“Come this way, Matilda.”Roberto’s low, rumbling voice both startled and thrilled me. I looked through the darkness, but he was nowhere to be seen. The only thing I was sure of was that he was on The Magpie already. Taking a quick glance over my shoulder, for I knew my father would chop off my feet for stepping on this ship, I gripped the roped handrail and strode up the steep walkway to the deck, grateful there was a spill of lamplight leading the way. I didn’t fancy landing in the sea, it was inky black, bone-chillingly cold and deathly deep out here.The second my soles touched the deck, strong arms wrapped around me. I was drawn against a solid body, my palms landing on sharply angled collarbones.“Ah, now you are mine. Any woman who steps onto this ship becomes mine, did you know that, Matilda? Mine to do with as I wish. To take as my heart desires.”“Captain,” I gasped, not sure whether I should be terrified or delighted that he could do with me as he wished.  “But you said—”“I know what I said, Matilda, and yes I will give you something sparkly and pretty, but you must also do something for me.”Our chests were pressed close, he’d shed his moleskin jacket and wore a flamboyant white shirt undone to his navel. I could only make out his mouth in the dim light, his hat shading the upper half of his face. “What…?” I managed, aware of my nipples heaving through my bodice against his hot torso. “What do you want me to do?”“While my men keep your father distracted, I want you to show me if that saucy glint in your eye is for real, or if it’s an act.”“What do you mean keep my father distracted?”He laughed, a deep guttural sound that echoed around us then floated up to the stars. “While my crew fight he won’t notice your absence and it’s kinder than tying and gagging him.”I gasped, both at the horrible thought of my father bound and gagged and that the bar fight had been orchestrated so I could slip away.“So tell me,” he said onto my lips. “Are you as hot for me as your green eyes suggest every time I step ashore here, or are you just a temptress, an actress, born to tease seafaring men out of their minds?”“I am no tease.” He twitched his eyebrows. “That was the right answer, come, this way.”He meshed his fingers with mine and tugged me towards a doorway. I ducked into the ship's inner sanctum and we strode down several narrow corridors. Finally he pushed open a wooden, arch-shaped door and ushered me through.“Wow,” I said, looking around the magnificent bedroom. It was lavish and ostentatious, with a four-poster bed, polished oak dressing table and several plush armchairs. Dozens of candles were arranged along high-lipped shelves in storm jars. Their flickering flames dappling the wooden walls gold and amber and casting long shadows onto the floor. “This is spectacular.”“I’m glad you like it,” he said, shutting the door behind us and turning a large iron key in the lock—from the key hung a long black feather.“The room is so big,” I said.“You should get used to that about me. Everything is big.”I turned, a rush of heat spreading on my cheeks. “Captain!”He took my hand and pressed it to his groin. “Now is not the time to get shy, Matilda. You willingly stepped aboard my ship and in doing so gave yourself to me.”His cock was hard and rigid, straining against his leather breeches. The roundness of its girth and the solidity of the length sent a flood of heat to my pussy. I was no stranger to the feel of a man’s cock, and this one felt a prime specimen.I gave a long, hard stroke to show I wasn’t afraid of the beast in his briefs.He groaned and arched his hips.“Captain, I do believe it’s been a while since you had a woman’s hand on you.”“You believe right. It has been an arduous few months at sea.”His fluttering eyes and parted lips made me daring. “So why are you still dressed?”Suddenly he hit his mouth down on mine, hard and insistent, his kiss an explosion of intensity that made my knees watery. I released his cock and clung to him, my body weak and pliant against his big, strong one.With one swift move I was in the air, his arms around me as he strode further  into the room. I heard his hat fall to the wooden floor with a clatter.He tipped me onto the bed and I whimpered, the loss of his mouth and his arms abrupt.He tore off his shirt, exposing a wide chest covered in black whorls of hair and broad shoulders the colour of well-baked bread.“Your clothes,” he said. “Get them off.”

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SCORED - free today!

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Blurb


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.

Lily x

MORE

MORE is an erotic short story by myself and Natalie Dae and is now available on Amazon Kindle at just 99c. (77p)


It tells the tale of a woman who is desperate for more and how she struggles to get what she wants... here are the first few paragraphs to whet your appetite.



Don’t just slap me once, it’s not enough. I want more. I want you to strike my ass, your fingertips just brushing my cunt lips, and I want you to do it again and again. I heard a woman can come just from being slapped like that. Don’t you want to try it? Don’t you want to see if it works? Don’t you want to know that you can get me off just by those delicious hits?I’ll get on my hands and knees for you, and you can stand beside the bed, the perfect position. I’ll tilt my ass up and spread my legs so you can see everything—my widened ass cleft, my sopping cunt—and wait for you to hit me. The waiting is the best part, you know. Waiting for that first hit, for the bite of skin on skin, then anticipating those that will follow. And those that follow will burn—burn so hot that I’ll want to tell you to stop yet at the same time I’ll wish for you to keep going. To see if the hotter it gets the hotter I get. To see if your fingertips meeting with my fleshy cunt does what it’s supposed to do. You could even slap my whole pussy, middle fingertip striking my clit, just so I could say that one time, just one time I was spanked.It wouldn’t be so difficult once you got started, I promise. You’d see me getting high, hear me grunting and groaning, and fuck, wouldn’t that just make you hard? I’d be at your mercy. You’d be the one in control, deciding how hard to hit and how often. And if it’s not enough, I’ll tell you.“More! I want more!”If I knew you were hitting me and playing with your cock at the same time, that would get me off faster. Knowing you were enjoying it as much as me…I couldn’t ask for more than that. And if you used lube on your dick, and I could hear you working yourself over… The sounds created would be just like those you make when you’re finger-fucking my cunt. Do you like that sound? It makes your breathing shorter, makes you growl a little in your throat, and that’s what lube on your cock does for me. Gets me hot.You’ve slapped me once in the past, just the once, and I remember waiting for the next blow. It never came, yet throughout our fuck I still waited, thinking, He’ll do it again in a minute. Please do it again. I never said I was disappointed when a follow-up slap didn’t come—it had taken all your courage to hit me as it was—but I was. Disappointed and wanting.I wanted more—moremoremore—and now’s the time to give it to me.Will you try it? For me?

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Lily x

Scored is FREE again!

That's right, between on Friday 10th and Saturday 11th of August SCORED will be available for FREE on Amazon.

So quick, go, grab a copy of SCORED. Read it, enjoy it, review it and shout about the hotness of Lewis Tate from the highest mountain!!





Blurb
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.

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Reviews for SCORED
Miz Love Loves Books
Scored is a fantastic read--especially, and pardon the pun, if you're a fan of football/soccer. Ms Harlem's voice is a delight--very fresh and lively--and she has the ability to put me right there amongst the characters. Her style is always a pleasure too, and Scored--here comes a pun again!--is one of the top scorers out of the books I've read so far this year.
Amazon reader review
Scored is a book that has a great story line, meaningful character development and wonderful depth of character interaction. Woven into the story line is hot steamy sex; equals a marvelous book. If your a football (soccer in US) fan and want a good love story with hot sex, this is must read!
V Blisse
I can thoroughly recommend Scored. It’s a clever story with twists and turns and lots of hot sex and football. What more could a girl want!
Lily x

Fulfill Me by Victoria Blisse - new release

Blurb:

Caitlyn is out to get what she wants and she desperately wants Nick Casey, Star of Dobsons Digs the biggest soap on TV. She will do anything to get into his life but one thing, one person always stops her. His annoying yet handsome PA Mike. 

But there is more to Nick and to Mike than she could ever have first imagined. She ends up on a journey from one side of BDSM to the complete opposite and all the time she’s just looking for the man who can make her whole.

Excerpt


“Yeah, I’m not enjoying it like I used to, and I have other ways to bolster my income. I’ll let someone a little younger and a lot less long in the tooth take over my place.” 
“Wow, now there’s a scoop for the tabloids.” I laugh but Mike stiffens, and I realise it was a silly joke to make. 
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that. Well it was a joke. I’d never ever—I just wouldn’t.” I trip over the words in my eagerness to make things right. 
“No, no you’ve gone too far.” His hand squeezes my arm and his eyes don’t show the same anger as his words. “You’re going to have to be punished for speaking out of turn you impudent wench.” 
Ah, now I know what he’s doing and the pit of my stomach is rolling like a machine full of lottery balls. 
“I’m so sorry, sir, please don’t punish me. I’ll watch my tongue in future, I promise.” 
“You will do wench, but you still need punishing. Stand up.” 
I jump up off the sofa like I bounced up on a broken spring. 
“Now young lady, follow me.” He stands up and walks me back out into the corridor then across it to a room I’ve not been in before.  One of many actually from the length of the corridor and the doors along it. When the door swings open, I can see clearly that it’s a study. 
An old wood desk dominates the middle of the room. It’s back faces a massive window which shines as black as Whitby jet filled with the night sky.  In one corner of the room is a simple high backed chair with no arms. This is where he chooses to sit down and after shutting the door behind me I stand before him. 
“Now only a young, foolish child would speak without thinking, so you’ll receive a childish punishment. Over my knees now young lady.” I hesitate, biting my lip. “NOW!” He barks, making me jump. “Don’t question me young lady, or you’ll not be able to sit down for a fortnight.” 
I concede and lower myself awkwardly to his lap, the bottom of my clothed breasts rubbing the outside of his thigh, my pubis pushing gently against the other.  He quickly raises my skirt, folding it back over my bottom then he rips down the satin black knickers beneath. 
 He rubs his hand gently over the curve of my buttocks and I bite my lip, not wanting to moan out in case it enflames him more. I’ve never been spanked before but my cunt is wet and my nipples aching. However I’m not sure how much pain I can take. The idea is pleasurable, but the practicalities of it all make me anxious. I want to enjoy it, it’s obviously something he enjoys; I can feel his erection against my stomach. But I just don’t know how much punishment I’ll be able to take. 
Suddenly, the thought is shocked from my mind as his usually soft hand slaps down with stinging harshness. It shocks me but it isn’t too uncomfortable. The next slap creates more heat than sharpness. I gasp and press my pubis forward trying to escape the next slap. It burns and I really start to question how much I can take.
It’s then that he gently caresses my burning rump and I mewl like a contented kitty until he snaps his hand back and slams it against my flesh several times in quick succession making me yelp with the stinging pain. 
His fingers skim over my heated flesh then dip between my buttocks, tracing down between my thighs as they fall open for him, dipping into the moisture pooling there and gently teasing my clit. 
“Such a horny little slut, enjoying her spanking.” He tuts and slaps my buttocks hard once more. I feel tears testing the corners of my eyes and want to yell out for him stop but I hold it in while the next two slaps fall. 
“Stand up, wench.” He commands and I comply, though my legs feel shaky, and my knickers are dangling between my knees, making it decidedly difficult to stand up and keep my balance at the same time. He grabs my arm and drags me; well he never gets far in front of me so it’s more like he’s roughly leading me actually, until we reach the hefty desk. He kisses me and whispers in my ear. “You’re so fucking sexy, damn it.” He presses me down against the cold hard wood until my cheek is lying flat against its shocking coldness and my breasts are pressed down hard against the surface. 
“Spread your legs,” he commands and I stretch them as far as I can, which actually isn’t far with the knickers hobbling me. Mike flips up my skirt exposing my still stinging buttocks to the air and his eyes. His soft lips kiss the reddened flesh evoking a gasp at the tenderness in the action. I close my eyes and wait for what will come next. I hear the clink of a belt buckle, and hear him curse as he struggles to undo his zip. I wonder if he’s having problems getting his hard on out. I could feel its stirrings pressing against my stomach when he spanked me, and I know it’s a solid robust thing, not made for bending or getting out of tight places. Getting into them; well that’s a whole different issue. The tell-tale crinkle of a condom packet heightens my anticipation. I know he’s going to fuck me and I can’t wait. 



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Coming soon to Amazon Kindle - MORE by myself and the very lovely and super-talented Natalie Dae.
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Lily x

Delicious review for DESSERT

This is my first review for my most recent ebook release, Dessert, and I am thrilled that the reviewer enjoyed it so much.


Review from Erotica For All
Dessert is Lily Harlem’s contribution to Ellora’s Cave’s EC for Men range – and the story is just as hot as the cover – hotter, in fact!
It’s the story of John Alan, a divorced guy who runs an incredibly successful chain of shops which sell outdoor clothes and equipment. He’s taken for dinner by a business contact who’s hoping to win his business. The destination is an incredibly exclusive restaurant called The Geisha Plate. The name and the fact it’s so difficult to get a reservation at the place intrigues John, but when he gets there he soon realises why.
The name – The Geisha Plate – is literal. Diners eat their dinner from a naked geisha girl. John’s gobsmacked by the turn of events, but his shock soon turns to arousal. His ‘plate’ is gorgeous, and John’s sex-starved state means he’s incredibly aroused by the sight before him. Knowing, however, how much trouble he could get into for behaving inappropriately – plus he’s just not that kind of guy – John keeps himself in check. That is, until his potential supplier goes home, leaving John to enjoy his dessert alone. Only, just as the dinner was unusual, the dessert is even more so and leaves John with a longing that just won’t go away. But can he sate it?
Dessert is an absolutely brilliant read. I’m a fan of Lily Harlem and her writing style, and this short story is no exception. It’s quirky, unique and highly enjoyable. There’s plenty of eroticism in the tale, and also some romance. Whether you’re male or female (bearing in mind this range is aimed at men), if you enjoy erotic romance with an unusual twist, then you should definitely check out this book.
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Sunday Snog - Sex on the Beach

Hello Sunday Snog followers :-)


This weeks naughty kiss comes from an Xcite anthology called Cocktales - Sex on the Beach and my story is called Hound Dogging Around.


Sam is on holiday in Florida with her brother's family. On a day out at a water park she finds herself posing with her young nephews for a photograph with a big doggy character, who, much to her annoyance, has rather roaming hands! After struggling to find a connection on her mobile phone she comes across the character in question in a dark, secluded cave tucked away in a remote part of the park...



"Damn." I clicked the phone shut. All that way up in the heat and mum and I had hardly shared two sentences."Hey, Auntie Sam," A deep, American voice to my left grabbed my attention.Bongo, or rather half of Bongo was slouched on a bench blowing silver-blue smoke into the air. His costume was rolled down to his waist and his long, yellow arms with enormous, groping paws sat on the floor immobile. Bongo's unblinking head lay sideways on the bench still smiling its stupid, plastic smile."Oh it's you," I huffed."It's staff only in here you know.""Maybe I came looking for an apology." I placed a hand on my hip. "Or to register a complaint.""I don't know what you're talking about." His eyes flashed with a decidedly wicked glint and his blond brows lifted."Mmm, I think you do." My voice mellowed as I clocked what a cute face he had; perfect golden skin over strong features but with dimples threatening to dip into his cheeks. He had a small soul patch just under his wide bottom lip and it twitched as his face cracked into a grin."Yeah, well sorry, but I couldn't resist, you have such a nice er... ass." He dragged on his cigarette; it crackled red at the end.My skin tingled under his scrutiny. I felt ridiculously exposed standing before him in my teeny bikini; not least because Bongo was actually pretty damn hot."You want one?" He held up a box of Marlborough. "As a way of an apology."I studied the red and white box and snagged my bottom lip with my teeth. I shouldn't. I'd gone the whole holiday without one. I was on the road to kicking the habit."Go on then," I said.He tapped one to the end of the box. I took it, held it to my lips and leant forward as he scraped a lighter to life.As I sucked the sharp smoke onto my tongue I spotted his cheeky eyes drifting to my breasts hanging in my bikini top. To be fair after two weeks of wear the material was starting to gape so he couldn't really be blamed for looking at what was on full show."Thanks," I said straightening."You here alone with your nephews?" he asked shoving a hand through sun-kissed hair. It was several inches too long but fell back into place like thick, neat feathers."No, my brother and his wife as well." I let my gaze trawl his torso. He had wide, solid shoulders with a nest of dark blond hair in the centre of his chest. In his right nipple, laying horizontal, was a small silver bar keeping the nub of his areola permanently hard."Did that hurt?" I asked, indicating it with my cigarette."No worse than getting an ear done." He shrugged.The cigarette was making my pulse flutter and my head giddy. "Do you mind if I sit?""Be my guest, I've still got some break left." He shifted Bongo's head and I sat heavily on the bench."I'm Lee by the way.""And I prefer Sam to Auntie Sam, as a general rule.""Nice to meet you, Sam."As we shook I studied his fingers, they were square nailed with a haze of pale hair sweeping from his tendon rich forearms to his knuckles. He had on a chunky black sports watch and a pewter coloured thumb ring.We chatted for ten minutes, he asked me about my holiday, I asked him about his job. Just killing time till college, he said. I told him about the twins and then he brought up the dreaded subject: my lack of boyfriend."That's personal," I said, stubbing out a second cigarette under my flip flop."But I can't understand it.""What's not to understand, the men I choose are generally pricks.""But you're ... enchanting." He swept a hand through the air in front of me as if presenting me to an audience. "You should have someone walking on broken glass to please you.""Now you're just being Bongo." I stood from the bench and went to walk away. Lee jumped up and blocked me. "Hey.""Don't go," he said in a suddenly authoritative voice. "Why not?""I don't want you to."His handsome face hovered before me and I wondered what it would be like to kiss him. His mouth looked so soft and sensual and his skin glowed like honey. I swept my tongue over my bottom lip and breathed in his scent, man and heat tinged with smoke and spice; it surrounded me, held me like a cloak."Can I show you my idea of magic?" he murmured stepping closer.I backed against the wall. It was cool and lumpy against my bare skin and I spread my palms out behind my buttocks."What do you mean?" I asked. My breath hitched at the sexy, suggestive undercurrents in his voice."Disney entertainment for hot aunts who've spent their holiday thinking of others." His moss green eyes flashed with an intoxicating mixture of recklessness and fun and I couldn't pull away from their magnetic connection. He reached up and slid his hand around my neck. Cupped the base of my skull and whispered onto my lips, "Have some fun ... with me ... now."I swallowed tightly and then gave a small nod.The next thing I knew his lips were caressing my mouth, soft and gentle. The tip of his tongue poked past my teeth and our tongues tangled in hot, tobacco wetness. A whimper escaped my throat, this was even better than I'd been imagining.He pressed forward. His crisp chest hair and the cool hardness of his piercing connected just above my flattened breasts. The downy fur of his Bongo costume tickled my bare legs and I sensed a growing hardness above my hip; his dick was buried deep in his canine costume but I still got a good idea of its impressive length.His lips left my mouth and trailed down my neck. "Jeez, you taste good," he murmured. "Coconut and ice- cream and vanilla." He stooped lower sending butterflies tickling over my chest as his soul patch scraped my skin.I slid my hands over his hard shoulders. What was I doing with this sexy stranger?His searching fingers pulled aside my bikini top and his hot mouth suctioned onto my hard, needy nipple. I didn't care that I barely knew him. All I could think of was my breasts aching with a sudden rush of blood and the dragging sense of longing growing between my legs. It had been so long and my poor neglected body felt ready to fly under his unexpected attentions.I buckled my knees as he used his hands to cup the underside of my breasts and feed me into his mouth. He suckled then withdrew, flicking his tongue over my tight points, coaxing them harder still and treating each tit with equal reverence.I tangled my fingers in his hair and let out a sigh as he sank to his knees and curled big determined fingers over the elastic of my bikini bottoms."But what if ...?" I asked, glancing at the arched entrance to our den."Shh." He rolled the scrap of material down to my knees and nudged my thighs apart. "No one comes in here." His hot breath breezed onto the trimmed line of my black pubic hair. "Open up, I want to taste you ... here."The thought that we could get caught at any moment made it all the more exciting, all the more urgent. I shuffled my feet apart to give him better access. Let my thighs relax but braced every other fibre of my body as his fingers and tongue worked together, breezing lightly over my outer lips, stroking and searching and then delving deeper, hunting out my clit and seeking my now thoroughly wet entrance.I groaned and pressed against the wall as he pushed two thick fingers inside me. He hooked them forward and began to stroke my G-spot, then captured my erect clit in a deep suck and rotated his tongue within the suction.The sensations were overwhelmingly delicious. I sank onto him, impaling myself on his expert fingers. He shoved a hand on my hip bone to keep me still and added a third finger, stretching delicate tissue as he began thrusting faster and harder, fucking me with his hand."Oh, God," I gasped as the first tug of an orgasm sent a bolt of delight to my core. He was applying the perfect rhythm and pressure to my buzzing clit and the flat of his tongue was capturing all my needy, starving flesh. Stars shot before my eyes, I snagged in my breath preparing to be consumed by a climax. It had all happened so fast, like a tsunami racing at my body.BEEP. BEEP."Shit," he said, his fingers slipping from me and his mouth releasing my clit."What ... is it?" My breaths were so hard and fast I could barely get the words out. I'd been about to explode on his face.He fumbled with his watch. "I've got a damn kids party at the café." He jumped up, shrugged into his Bongo sleeves and snagged up a zip at the front of his costume. "I'm sorry, I've gotta go.""But ..." I'd been so close. In fact I was still hovering, one more second, the tickle of a feather, and I would have come."Really, I'm so sorry." He wiped at my moisture sparkling on his chin and reached for his big head. "Catch you later, yeah." He rammed the head on.The Bongo masked grinned as though my intense sexual frustration was something to be mocked and then Lee bolted from our hideaway.I watched his big fluffy back disappear. I couldn't believe it. I hadn't had an orgasm at the hands of anyone other than myself in months.I dragged my bikini bottoms up and tucked my tits away. Should I quickly finish myself off? No, that wasn't how this was should end. No way!
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I hope you enjoyed that snippet. Sam is one determined girl and that is by no means the end of the story. Bongo doesn't know what he's started!
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Lily x

Great review for Stockholm Surrender

I'm happy dancing today. Another fabulous review for my Ellora's Cave novel Stockholm Surrender just in :-)



Here is what Sizzling Hot Books says...

Stockholm Surrender is a continuation of Lily Harlem’s short story Stockholm Seduction. If you didn’t pick up Stockholm Seduction somewhere, it is included as the prologue to Stockholm Surrender so you won’t be missing out.


Blurb


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.


Review


Penny is the daughter of a public figure and as such is vulnerable to being used as leverage. When Ty kidnaps her to help a friend, Penny learns how scary such a situation can be. She also learns how powerful emotions can override the fear and anger.


Ty needs to rescue his friend from a foreign country and needs the help of Penny’s father. While he has no plans to be a criminal, he won’t wait for the system to save his buddy. But like Penny, Ty doesn’t bargain for the intense emotions that arise from his walk on the wild side.


Stockholm Surrender really illustrates how a plan can take an unexpected twist that will change your life forever if you accept it. While the topic may be difficult for some readers, Lily Harlem presents a well-developed plot and characters that will steal your heart. Penny and Ty are a wonderful combination of two strong willed characters that are willing to fight for what they want. Stockholm Surrender is recommended if you are looking for a story that is a little taboo, has a lot of emotion, and will keep you thoroughly engrossed.


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