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National Recognition

Today in the Independent Saturday Magazine, UK female erotica authors are being given a chance to have their say. Explain to the world what it is they write and why and hopefully in the process dispel some myths about writers of sexy novels.
I was involved in this project and met with the photographer, David Woolfall, last year. He took some photographs of me on the beach and we spent a few hours chatting about not just writing, but everything. He is such a nice guy and even though my pictures don't feature in the final article (Ten authors were involved only five feature, it was literally luck of the draw) I had a nice time. Though to be honest, you can tell by my pictures that I am a little shy, so the thought of being in such a huge national newspaper was pretty daunting.
Here is one of my pictures, you can see the others here.


Here is the link to the article, it is well worth a look.


Have a wonderful weekend.


Lily x

LONG DISTANCE LOVERS - There is a contest too!!!

Today is a big day for my friends, the two Karen's as their co-author LONG DISTANCE LOVERS is just out, like now, fresh off the press this minute. I can't wait to get my hands on it, as you all know I am a complete sucker for a sexy rock-star (Yes, you heard correct, sexy, schmexy rock star, oh yum with chocolate sprinkles!)
So stay tuned, read all about it and then scroll down and enter the contest. I just know we are going to get some great comments, and maybe even some ideas for new novels today :-)


Blurb
British musician Tim Wentworth trades his London flat for an apartment in NYC so he can record with a promising American band, but he arrives in Manhattan to learn the gig has been canceled. With no job and a two-month stay in the States, he wonders if the trip has been a waste of time, until he meets charming and talented jewelry designer Jenna Bradford.
Unlike the groupies who throw themselves at Tim after shows, Jenna couldn't be less impressed by his music credentials. Bad experiences have led her to have a strict "no-musicians" policy. But when Tim rescues Jenna from an obnoxious drunk, she bends her rules and they embark on a sensuous courtship filled with steamy, passionate nights and intense, unexpected emotions. While they try to find a way to prolong their time together, a family tragedy forces Tim to return to England. Jenna and Tim must each decide how far they're willing to go to see if their whirlwind romance can lead to a lifetime of love.
Excerpt

Jenna and Natalie checked their coats and made their way to a pair of leather stools at the center of the bar. Waiters in white shirts and bow ties circulated through the dining room while well-dressed patrons clinked wineglasses and bustled with conversation.
The baby grand piano sat in the corner, at the transition from bar to restaurant. Jenna was disappointed there was no sign of Tim. She'd waited for this moment all day.
"What can I get for you this evening, ladies?" the bartender asked.
"What's good tonight?" Natalie asked.
Jenna couldn't even think about a drink order. Preoccupied with scanning the room, she chewed on her lip, crossed her leg and bobbed her foot.
"We'll have two margaritas on the rocks, with salt." Natalie said, turning to Jenna. "He hand squeezes the limes."
"Great." Jenna felt a hand on her shoulder and shuddered as she turned and saw Tim next to her. He was breathtaking in his new black suit coat, dress shirt, and deep blue tie. "Hi. I was wondering where you were."
Tim rubbed his hand across her upper back several times and every part of her became aware of his presence. Her lips twitched at the corners, excited to see their new playmate again.
Tim extended his hand. "Natalie, nice to see you again."
Natalie shook his hand and her cheeks became pink. "Nice to see you as well." She ogled him, not blinking at all.
So it isn't just me who can't stop staring at him.
The bartender set down their drinks. "Would you like to start a tab?"
"Peter, please," Tim said, "put it on mine. Thanks, mate."
"I'm sorry we didn't get here for the first set." Jenna took a sip of her cocktail.
"It's my fault," Natalie said. "I was running behind."
"How did it go?" Jenna asked.
"They didn't throw tomatoes at me." Tim reached down and took Jenna's hand, his soulful eyes on her. "You look lovely tonight." He grinned. "I'd love to chat, but it's time for me to go on. Wish me luck."
Jenna felt her insides melt. "Good luck. We'll be here when you're finished."
Natalie knocked Jenna on the knee with her fist as he walked to the piano. "If you don't sleep with him tonight, I will." She licked the salt from the rim of her glass and took several big swallows. "Sweet Jesus."
The next fifty minutes passed like the most enticing dream Jenna had ever had. The minute Tim began to play, he became like a different man, and to her amazement, that new man was unbelievably talented. He mesmerized her as his long fingers floated over the piano keys as though it took no effort at all, as though he'd been born doing it. No wonder they said they'd take him for only two months. He's incredible.
He directed his sight to her as soon as he finished. Jenna smiled proudly, sitting up straight and feeling as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest. I am in so much trouble and I don't even care.
Natalie finished her drink and stood, putting her purse over her shoulder. "I should go," she whispered to Jenna.
Tim came up behind her. "You aren't leaving us already, are you?"
"I am. Congratulations. You were incredible. Very impressive." She shook his hand and then turned back to Jenna. "Have a great night. I'll see you tomorrow. You can come in at six instead of five. I can manage by myself until then."
"Are you sure?" Jenna asked.
Natalie looked at Tim and then at her. "I'm sure." She leaned down and kissed Jenna on the cheek before walking away.
"Well? What did you think? You'd tell me if you thought it was bollocks, wouldn't you?"
Jenna laughed and felt bold enough to reach for his hand as he took Natalie's seat at the bar. "I don't even know what to say. I'm speechless. I figured you were talented, I just had no idea you were going to be so amazing."
Tim rubbed his thumb across the top of her hand. "Would you like to go somewhere? I mean, for coffee or something."
"My place?" she asked. "My roommate is working late tonight."
"Smashing. Let's get your coat."
Jenna felt as if her entire body was on fire as they walked back to her apartment. Is this going to happen? Am I imagining this?She'd picked up a box of condoms on her way home from work, just in case. She was ready to throw all caution to the wind. Even with the future uncertain, she knew one thing about tonight—she wanted Tim, badly.
They took the corner on to her street and Jenna's jaw dropped when she saw the lights on in her apartment. Rachel was doing her interpretive dance bullshit in front of the window.
"She's supposed to be working." Jenna pointed up at the building as she searched Tim's face. Her shoulders dropped and she groaned.
He glanced up at the window. "You know, I don't even know her and I already don't like her."
"I'm sorry. I guess I messed up our evening."
Tim took her other hand and pulled her closer. "That's not possible. Even if I had to go straight home, I would still say it was perfect. Especially after this."
He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up onto her tiptoes. Jenna's back arched in surrender. He kissed her with abandon, showing far less reserve than last night's good-night kiss. He stopped and pressed his nose against hers. "I really don't want our evening to end. Would you like to come back to my place? I know it's a bit of a walk. We don't have to do anything more than talk. Whatever you want."
Jenna was still catching her breath from the kiss. She grabbed his hand, took several long strides to the curb and thrust her hand up in the air. "Taxi!"


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Now for the contest. Answer this question -

"In Long-Distance Lovers, Tim and Jenna find love when neither is looking for it. Have you ever found love when you least expected it?"

Don't forget to leave your email addy with the your comment and Karen or Karen will be in touch with you this time next week if you are the lucky winner of a copy of the awesome Long Distance Lovers.

Good luck

Lily x

Friends Friday

After nattering at Eroticon last weekend, the lovely Victoria Blisse has invited me over to her blog for more gossip. What's more she has just read my Bollywood BDSM novella, The Unwholesome Adventures of Harita, and is sharing her thoughts.

Nancy Adams is here!!!

Hello lovely Nancy, I am so excited that you've dropped by to chat about writing and your new book.






No Matter When sounds great and I can't wait to lose myself in Gabe and Lilly's world. But before I do that, tell us a little about yourself. Where do you live? Kids? Hubby? Pets? 

Hey Lily! At the moment, I am living just outside Ottawa, with my adoring husband and perfect kids. **giggle** 

Not buying it eh? Okay how about, my husband - who thankfully has enough patience to put up with my nutty ideas - and my crazy, but wonderfully affectionate kids. Oh and we have two, very large, lap dogs adding to the daily madness. 


The Beast. He likes hanging out in the multi-purpose workspace, Aka: mum's office, dad's office, classroom and game room. 
Any guilty pleasures? Come on, you know you want to tell us...

I suppose the girly thing to say is that I'm addicted to buying shoes or that I can't get enough chocolate. But honestly, I love shopping for bed sheets. The higher the thread the count, the happier I am. Clean sheet day, is my favorite day of the week! lol 
My other guilty pleasure is watching army macho stuff. Anything with SAS, SBS, Marines - Royal or otherwise, Navy SEAL teams (or they can be alone, I don't discriminate), tankers, and infantry. There is something about a solider…yum! 

                                                      From TV series Strike Back

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                                                  One of my all time Favourite Photos 
I adore that picture too. 
Come on, dish the dirt on that bag of Harlequin Books your grandmother gave you. 
LOL! My Grandma gave me that bag of books when I was sixteen or seventeen; my great-aunt passed those books on to her because quite a few were in LARGE print. While visiting one day, Gram showed me the bag and asked me if I wanted it. I said yes. I never turned anything down that Gram offered me before, of course, they were usually her chocolate chip cookies, but hey her cookies were awesome, so how bad could a bag of books be! Anyways, I remember looking through the bag once I got home and thought to myself, there is not one single John Saul, or Dean Koontz in this entire bag. (I was reading weird and scary at the time, romance hadn't caught my eye yet.) Then one night I was bored and began flipping though one of the books. Surprisingly enough, I happen to open it to a * cough* sex scene and I was hooked. After I finished the bag, my mum past them on to a friend or cousin, but I made sure I pulled out my favourite books. I still have them today. What genre was your favourite? I'm really not sure what genre that bag of books were, mixed I suppose. To be honest, I didn't really pay attention, I was too busy reading all the juicy bits. Now I read any genre, but I do prefer that element of romance woven into the story.
What is No Matter When about? 
No Matter When is an erotic, time travel romance about Lilly Marten and Gabe Sutherland, who were 'shifted' seconds before their deaths and meet in 1503 Medieval England. Lilly is a medieval history student from 2012 who has a photographic memory, who has separated herself from the world because of her amazing talent. 
Captain Gabriel Sutherland is a genetically enhanced soldier from 2079, who - because of his position in the military - has been denied the right to have any type of relationship, no family, no spouse, not even a lover. Along for the ride is another soldier from the future, a kid genius from the '80's and a doctor from the '40's. All of which have been 'shifted' seconds before they were about to die.
The story focuses on the developing relationship between Lilly and Gabe, as the groups learns, for reasons unknown, an advance military force has targeted Queen Margaret for assassination. Forced together by a common goal, Gabe and Lilly must not only deal with the attacks from an outside force but they must also face their strong and sometimes overpowering attraction for one another.
Here's a copy of the jacket blurb.
Standing on the battlements of a 16th century Keep was the last place Gabriel Sutherland should be. Then again, being 'shifted' to 1503 seconds before a rocket blew his ass to bits wasn't something he had envisioned either. Still, he was surviving the only way he knew how, as a soldier.
Then Lilly arrived. Sweet, innocent Lilly. For a genetically superior soldier whose life had entailed of nothing but serving King and country, the arrival of Lilly proves too much for Gabe to ignore. For the first time in his life, Gabe can have a woman of his own and Lilly is the one.
Lilly Marten lives alone, her quiet life the result of a highly sensitive photographic memory. That changed when she arrived in the year 1503 seconds before Toronto's popular C.N Tower came crashing down on top of her. Now she was never alone. Gabe was always near. With his unbelievably perfect features and intense green eyes, he is not a man easily ignored. Yet, uncertainty about her new life leaves Lilly with no choice but to put faith in a man she fears and whose strong physical presence causes her to desire more than just his trust.
OMG! Awesome stuff. Tell me about your inspiration for this series?
I love history, so that probably had a little to do with my idea. But honestly, I didn't have any inspiration for the series. It was just an idea the came to me about a girl from present day Toronto that travels back to the 1500's and falls in love with a Lord. The rest just fell into place as the idea came into focus and it transformed into No Matter When.
Have you travelled to the places in your books? 
Yes. I was born and raised in Toronto, and thanks to my father being English and my husband being in the military, I have been fortunate enough to travel to the UK to visit family. As well as to Europe, and I've crossed Canada several times. [image error][image error][image error][image error] 



Long Beach Vancouver Island and British Colombia Red Sands of Alberton, Prince Edward Island 
What's coming next for you?

A paranormal romance titled The Soul Within. Alex 'Ace Hunter is a deliciously dark but hunky soldier who, while in a coma, his soul has separated from his body.
Meet Evening Sinclair, a feisty physiotherapist, who not only can heal the body and soul, but has the ability to merge souls back into their bodies.

There is also a mixture of lippy ghosts and angels, creep dead souls and a heavy dose of naughty scenes, plus a great bad guy. Gotta love that bad guy!

I am loving your soldier themes *sigh*. But how does your family feel about your erotic romances?

My husband loves it thinks its great. My kidlets (8 and 6), cheer on my word count and think my stories are all about kissing which is just find with me. My brother tells people that I write 'chic porn' and my dad, well he just smiles and either says, "That's my girl." Or "You get that talent from me."

But the best was my mum. She was helping me with my latest MS, you know helping polish things up before I submitted it. Anyways, she was reading a line and the last word of the sentence was cock, which she followed with a startled "Oh!", then began giggling her butt off. I of course had no choice but to laugh as well. Afterwards she said, "I can't believe my daughter knows so much about sex." It was cute.

LOL! Brilliant mum reaction.Where can fans find you? (Facebook, Twitter etc.)

I would love to hear from fans! I can be reached at fancy-nancyadams@hotmail.com and I have a page on Face book under Nancy Adams.  www.facebook.com/NancyAdams.scribblin....
No website or blog yet, but I've got my fingers cross for the near future.

Can you treat us to an excerpt from your new release?

Of course! Here it is, a naughty scene for your reading pleasure.


Giving her an evil grin, he pulled her back, his mouth sealing roughly over hers. She parted her lips automatically, and with an arrogant grunt he slid his tongue smoothly into her mouth. She had never felt anything like the way she felt when Gabe slid his tongue into her mouth. The sudden nervous flutter in her stomach was being quickly replaced by something hot and needy. It was as if her entire body was in some drug-induced state of euphoria. Every nerve, every muscle seemed to come to life, craving more of him. The sensation was new and confusing. It felt like she was losing control, but what he was doing to her felt so good, so right. She fought to keep her fears at bay and, following his lead, she gently, without hesitation, stroked his tongue with her own.

Gabe's low groan gave her the courage to continue and she leaned in to him, deepening the kiss. His hands fell away from her face to grip her waist. She felt a brief tug at her gown and he lifted her without any effort and had her straddling his crossed legs. He closed his arms around her and pinned her against his muscled chest. The heat from his chest seeped into her breasts, causing her nipples to become tight and sensitive. He ran his hands down her back to her bottom, where he gripped almost painfully, pulling her damp centre tight against his hard length, his mouth hard, demanding.

At that moment, she became acutely aware of where his hands were—that they were sliding along her bare legs, under her dress, to her bare behind. Oh, God. She gripped at his shoulders, her body rigid. She wasn't wearing any panties. Her face flushed. She had been washing them nightly so she could wear them the next day—a nightly chore she had already completed.

He squeezed naked flesh this time, grinding his swollen cock against her wet mound. The rough texture of his breeches caused her hips to jerk in response. She felt both exposed and wanton, confused whether she should stop or just let the warmth of Gabe's mouth and hands take her away. Then the decision was made for her as she felt Gabe's finger brush along her inner thigh. A nervous flutter swirled in her stomach as her skin flared with expectant heat, her breasts swelling, hot and heavy. Slowly, he stroked her, teased the achy heat pooling in her core, and when he eased a finger deep and her body clamped down, something between a sigh and a moan escaped before she could stop it.

"Jesus, you're wet," Gabe breathed against her mouth, inhaling deeply, moving his finger in slow strokes. "I need to know right now if you want this." When she failed to respond quickly enough, he removed his finger and clamped his hands around her waist, demanding, "I'm getting mixed signals, Lilly. Tell me if you want this." His voice was low, with a rough edge.

Opening her eyes, Lilly felt the sensual haze lift and she tensed, staring at Gabe's face. A sinful mask was playing with the shadows of his face. He looked dark, almost to the point of being dangerous.

"Don't do that." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he pulled her close. His lips brushed her ear. "Lilly, please. How many times do I have to ask you not to be afraid of me?" The warmth of his breath brushed her cheek.

"I'm sorry, it's just that you looked…" She was lost for words.

He pulled back, asking, "Hungry?"

She swallowed. Was that what it was? Hunger? Was he hungry for her?

"I want you, Lilly." His strong hand squeezed her waist, making her feel small and vulnerable. "I want to hold you, to touch you, to kiss you. I want to look at your body when you're hot and wet and ready for me. I want to lay you down and do things to you…your body…that you have never imagined." He pulled her close, buried his face in her hair. "You want me, too." His breath warmed her neck. "But I can't, not like this, not when you are scared and confused."
Phew, hot stuff. Thanks so much for stopping by and do come visit again. Good luck with all your new projects.
Lily x


5 * Reviews for No Matter When


No Matter When
Reviewed by R.A. Macaulay

'No Matter When' is an excellent time-travel novel that offers history, mystery and a steamy romance between two very well written characters; Gabe and Lilly. Ms.Adams has a flair for sexy, sensuous romance and this novel is a great start to a much anticipated series. Next book, please!!

 No Matter WhenReviewed by Kim Buchanan from CanadaA MUST READ! Wonderfully written... I couldnt stop reading! I cant wait to read the next book in "The Out of Time" Series.




Night Owl Reviews


The author has woven a tale that gives a unique take on time-travel stories. She keeps you guessing at what going to happen between Gabriel and Lilly until the end. Some scenes in the book will have you wishing for a fan or an ice cube to cool off with they are so steamy.

I am back!

I had an amazing time at Eroticon 2012. Please head on over to When One Is Not Enough and read the gossip.

Lily x

I am at Eroticon!!!!

I'm thrilled to be at Eroticon 2012 this weekend!!


In the UK there are very few gatherings for writers and bloggers of erotica and erotic romance so this is a conference which, for me, doesn't involve a trip abroad and a whole ton of cash.


Held in Bristol on Saturday 3rd March, Eroticon is an all day event open to anyone writing about sex online from novice bloggers to published authors.The schedules look great and includes workshops and panel sessions covering writing inspiration, tech-skills, photography, getting published and more.


In the evening I'm looking forward to relaxing with a glass of wine and listening to readings from the UK's up and coming sex bloggers and writers and of course catching up with author friends.There are lots of reasons to go not least because there is a £50 LoveHoney voucher for every delegate - yay!! - and Total-E-Bound are providing oodles of cakes and pastries to get the day off to a great start.


The sessions look awesome and I suspect it will be one of those times when I wish there were several more hours in the day!! Here are just a few I will definitely be grabbing a front row seat at.


Identity, ethics and sex blogging : Zoe Margolis, Lori Smith, Molly Moore. Out or in? Real name or pen-name? Do you want your boss knowing what you did in or out of bed last night? And should you really name and shame the milkman? A discussion panel on identity and ethics, how it affects us as sex bloggers and those we write about.


Writing workshop : Maxim Jakubowski. A hands on workshop exploring ways to develop your writing and keep the creative juices flowing.


Taking Your Writing Beyond the Page and the Power of Collaboration by Scarlet French. Often writers can find themselves squirreled away, alone with their laptops. Yet, erotic writing is a genre that has enormous potential for collaboration. As the study of human sexuality burgeons, so too does the range of therapies and practices available to enable people to tap in to their full potential – for sexual pleasure and for overall wellbeing. Scarlett believes that mindful erotic writings can contribute to the therapeutic process and aid the quest for sexual expansiveness.In her talk, Scarlett explores this potential and discusses the power of collaborating with sex practitioners.


It's Kink, Jim, but not as we know it : London Faerie Fetish is everywhere these days: popularized by Torture Garden, co-opted by the media, an evergreen favourite with Tory MPs. Despite this it remains haunted by misconceptions and the pathologising influence of Freud, Kraft-Ebbing and the gang. This mixture of fear and fascination can be confusing. Rather than getting hung up on it, London Faerie will demonstrate his fierce, playful, high-energy style of kink on a friend's willing bottom, then answer questions about it afterwards. It's Kink, Jim, but not as we know it.


Don't they sound all sound amazing?!? I will of course fill you in on all the gossip as soon as I get back.


Lily x

The Cottage in the Woods by Lucy Felthouse

Lucy Felthouse' latest release is a lesbian, paranormal erotic romance. Check it out here...
Blurb
Living in her remote cottage in the woods, Heidi doesn't get many visitors. So when she spots a fox in her garden, she's delighted. However, her joy quickly turns to dismay when she thinks the beautiful creature may be injured. Heading out to see how she can help, Heidi is astounded when something happens that makes her question her eyesight – not to mention her sanity. Once she gets over her shock and discovers the reason behind the peculiar encounter, Heidi is mighty glad that the fox chose her garden to visit. 

Excerpt:
A movement in the garden caught Heidi's attention immediately. She peered out into the dark, her hands still immersed in the washing up bowl as she tried to catch another glimpse of whatever was lurking in the darkness outside her kitchen window. She wasn't frightened, merely curious. She lived so far out in the wilderness that it could only be an animal, and the last time she'd checked, they couldn't open locked doors. So she was perfectly safe. 
What made her nocturnal visitor so unusual was its proximity to the house. Animals were braver in the city, where they'd become used to humans. But out here, they were still timid and very wary of man. Heidi's little cottage was practically screaming that it was occupied, with its smoking chimney and blazing lights and yet the creature – whatever it was – was almost outside the window. Heidi frowned. Something definitely wasn't right. 
Another flash of movement, and Heidi finally identified her visitor. The beautiful russet fur, big bushy tail with flecks of white – there was a fox in her garden. 
Grinning, Heidi rushed to dry her hands on a tea towel and then moved across the room to flick off the light switch. She waited until her eyes became accustomed to the darkness, then made her way back to the window. She spied the fox immediately, crouched down beside the hedge surrounding her garden, as though it was hunting something. A life-long nature lover, Heidi smiled, truly appreciating the stunning beauty of the creature. But the longer Heidi watched the animal, the more confused she became. 
The fox hadn't moved for some time. If it was hunting, surely it would have pounced by now? A sinking feeling rolled through Heidi's stomach. Perhaps it wasn't stalking after all, but lying down because it was injured? She knew that out here, if the fox was hurt, it had been attacked by another predator, rather than had a run-in with a moving vehicle. After all, the only vehicle around these parts was hers, so unless her truck had gone all Christine, it certainly wasn't that. 
No, it had to be another animal. It was survival of the fittest, the food chain and all that. She knew how these things worked, but there was no way she could leave the poor creature suffering in her garden. Not if she could do something about it. 
Heidi began to plan exactly what to do. She knew that if the fox was injured and couldn't move, it could snap at her in self-defence, it having no idea that her intentions were good. She desperately wanted to help the vulnerable creature, but preferably without ending up needing stitches and a tetanus shot. 
As Heidi gazed into the darkness, trying to work out a solution, she lost her mind. At least, that's the conclusion she came to as her eyes relayed an image to her brain which couldn't possibly be accurate. 

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Lucy is a graduate of the University of Derby, where she studied Creative Writing. During her first year, she was dared to write an erotic story - so she did. It went down a storm and she's never looked back. Lucy has had stories published by Cleis Press, Constable and Robinson, House of Erotica, Noble Romance, Ravenous Romance, Resplendence Publishing, Summerhouse Publishing, Sweetmeats Press and Xcite Books. She is also the editor of Uniform Behaviour and Seducing the Myth.
Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

That Filthy Book - The excerpt.

THAT FILTHY BOOK goes on sale on the 2nd of April 2012, and just today the excerpt was released. Here is a first look...though beware, like the rest of this novel it is graphic, sexy and utterly filthy!


Excerpt From: That Filthy BookIt seemed Lady Luck had joined us for our journey, giving the green light for all our needs to be met only three days after my confession of what I really wanted him to do with that branch.Jacob's parents had asked if they could take the girls to a circus on Saturday night. It started at eight, didn't finish until ten, so they'd suggested it was more sensible that they keep them until Sunday morning, possibly Sunday afternoon if the children fancied having a roast dinner with them at the local pub.I was not about to turn that opportunity down, especially when Jacob had been hot for the idea of outside sex. In fact, he'd been more than up for it, and the excited glint in his eye when I'd held up the carefully stripped bark had sent a tremble to my very core. Something told me I'd hit another very dark and very sinful nerve of his.But always one to think of others, Jacob had already promised to help a work colleague move house on the Saturday. I didn't mind too much because it left me with an empty afternoon to prepare for our evening of fun. I started with a pamper accompanied by a glass of wine, treating myself to a cucumber face mask, sugar body scrub, shave—including my pussy—manicure and pedicure and finally a generous slathering of body butter.It left me feeling tingly and smooth, as if my body was honed and prepared. The thought of my silky, clean skin and perfectly neat red nails out in the open, amongst dirt and leaves, with the sootiness of bark mould smudged randomly over my body had me panting with excitement. I could just imagine mud squelching around my toes and the creamy skin of my wrists worn red by ropes. And the image of my arse marked raw by the branch, well, that had me feeling like a sacrificial offering.For I knew that this evening I would be handing myself over to nature, to Jacob, and to my own darkest desires. The bare bones of my soul were about to be revealed. No holds barred, no chance to hide. They were the very skeleton of me that only Jacob would ever set eyes on.When the dipping sun sent lilac and crimson fingers darting over the horizon I was ready—more than ready. I'd had a light tea and another glass of wine, resisted the temptation to masturbate—just—and saved myself for my husband.The front door opened with a whoosh, then shut with a resounding slam. I spun from the kitchen window where I'd been staring at the darkening copse.The copse that was ready and waiting.Heavy footsteps banged down the hall. Loud and resolute, the sound reverberated around my head.This was it. There was no turning back.I didn't want to. Not for anything.The door swung open, and there he stood, with his broad shoulders filling the frame and his head bowed slightly. He pulled his brows low and set his jaw. A small muscle flexed and unflexed in his cheek."Get down on your knees, bitch."I gasped at the completely thrilling sound of his bad man's voice and folded my legs until my knees landed on the freshly swept lino. He was so feral, so dominant, not Jacob the protector, the carer. No, tonight I had Jacob the master, the taker, the giver of sinful pleasure.Between one breath and the next he was in front of me, his groin level with my face and his hands on his hips. The scent of man and hard physical work washed over me, as well as perhaps a hint of a greasy spoon cafe where he'd no doubt been treated to pie and chips for the efforts of his day."Take out my cock."I reached for the buttons on his jeans, surprised to see that my hands trembled. Excitement? Trepidation?This had not been part of any plan, but I wasn't complaining. In fact, there wasn't a plan. All Jacob had asked was that I trust him. He said that he understood what I wanted and would make it all happen for me. Of course, we had a safe word, but I couldn't imagine I would need it. I trusted Jacob with my life and my pleasure. I always would."Hurry up," he said, tangling his fingers in my neatly brushed, softly conditioned hair. "Take it out and suck it."After I freed his cock, his length sprang into my palm, hot and thick, and the purple veins winding up the shaft bulged with his keen arousal.In a sharp movement, he jerked forward and the tip slid into my salivating mouth. "Wider, whore," he snarled. "Take me, all of me."I stretched my jaw and he sank deep, sliding to the back of my throat in one urgent movement. I gagged but he ignored it; pulled back then rode in again, all the time holding my head in a tight, vice-like grip so I had no choice but to take him, tip to base.I'd sucked on Jacob's cock a million times, but never had he taken control like this. He was always respectful and deathly still, allowing me to determine depth and pace. But this was different—this was sinful, depraved Jacob fucking my mouth without a thought for my well-being.I adored it.Needing support as my body was jostled by his thrusting hips, I gripped his thighs. Saliva ran down my face and neck onto my red blouse, my nose repeatedly buried in his wiry pubic hair. He steamed on and on, hissing and cursing above me. Breathing was difficult, my mouth was so chock-full of hard, demanding cock. When I did catch a breath the air was heated and smelt of him, musky and raw."Get fucking ready for it," he snarled, thrusting to such a depth his balls slapped against my chin. "I'm going to come down your throat. I'm going to fill you up, now...argh...fuck...now."He let out a garrotted cry as his cock swelled further, then, in several sweet pulses, copious amounts of fluid gushed over my tongue. I swallowed rapidly, the action tugging the crown of his cock further down my throat."Ah, sweet...fucking...Jesus," he hissed, gripping my hair. "That's it, keep sucking, swallow me."I did as he asked. My body quivered, and I could almost come myself just from the feel and taste of him climaxing so hard and forcefully. Had he lain there all those millions of times I'd sucked him off, restraining himself? Had he wanted to throw me down and fuck my mouth in a hard, abandoned way, but resisted?I didn't have time to dwell on this because Jacob pulled out, gripped my upper arms and dragged me into a standing position. Gasping, I stared into his flushed face. His mouth was parted as he drew in big lungfuls of air. His eyes sparkled, the pupils wide and dilated, showing me the dark depths of his most basic needs."That's just the beginning," he said in a rasping, breathy voice. "To take the edge off what you've had me thinking of for three days." He slanted his mouth down hard over mine, taking possession of my lips and tongue in a furious, ravenous kiss. He pulled away abruptly. "You're such a tease," he muttered, "tempting me, turning me on. Well, now you're going to get it. You're going to get punished for making a man want you so bad it hurts his soul."



Nat and I are so excited about unleashing Jacob and Karen onto the world. If you want to be sure to bag a copy then pre-order here. It will also be available in print in May 2012.
Lily x

Bound by Pleasure by Morticia Knight

Need a wicked weeknight? This novella is approximately 13,450 words.
BlurbNow that Mia is happily with Donovan, she realizes she has to do the right thing, and break it off with goody-two-shoes Jeffrey. It's a terrible confrontation, and she needs the type of healing only Donovan can provide: a boundary-pushing session in his dungeon. But what happens when Jeffrey won't let go of his fantasy of a perfect life with Mia? And how will he handle the increasingly overwhelming urges he has begun to feel – for people other than Mia?

There are several dirty discoveries that are made in Part 4 of the BDSM themed Bound by Pleasure Series. Although this can be read as a stand alone story, you may find it enjoyable to get in on all of the other hot action from the previous installments:
Bound by Pleasure: The Newbie

Bound by Pleasure: The Dungeon

Bound by Pleasure: Live on Stage

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