Lily Harlem's Blog, page 290

Sunday Snog - Berets and Bras

Hello everyone who has joined me for Sunday Snog. Here is a lip smacking excerpt from Berets and Bras.




Blurb


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.




A shocked expression captures his face, and his jaw hangs slack.
"Leave me alone. You've no fucking right," I start, but my words are cut short as his big body drops, our helmets knock, and he slams his lips onto my mouth. Like a marauder intent on submission, he plunges his tongue between my teeth and moans deep in his throat.
I taste him, catch his guttural groan, and grabble for his wide, armoured shoulders. He knows. Tom knows. After all the subterfuge, someone else in my team is in on my secret. Panic, relief, and desire flood my system.
As quickly as his body had covered mine, he pulls away. His eyes flash as they bore down into mine.
"Tom," I whisper.
"Not a damn word," he says through gritted teeth.
"But…"
Roughly he presses his index finger over my lips. "Later. Mid-mission is not the time."




Lily x

Story Seeds

Inspiration for my stories comes from many different places. Shared for example, was the result of an advert in the local paper that read 'Room to let, wanted, girl to share.' And that was the start of two full length novels about Liam and Quinn who really did want a girl to share in a very literal sense - lucky Ariane!

My Mattress Music series came about from an obsession with sexy rock and roll superstars - think Kings of Leon, The Script, Snow Patrol. I just love the ideas that can develop when thinking about the behind the scene lives of these sexy, talented, devil-may-care guys.

I have just completed my second co-author novel. Written with the incredible Natalie Dae. It was inspired by a single picture..... Meet Liuz, a secretive, seductive Polish guy who is more than willing to fulfill Hannah's every dirty desire.


Yesterday, I was wandering around the web and I came across this picture.


Mmm, this could make a good short story. The girls look similar, are they sisters, twins? Who is the guy and does the girl listening like him or is she just enjoying hearing their sex noises? - its hard to tell by her expression. Maybe she likes the girl. And do the couple know they are being listened to? Perhaps that is why they are going for it against the wall instead of on the bed.

Inspiration comes from many places, but this picture has definitely got me thinking. Now all I have to do is secret myself away for a few hours to write the story.

Have a wonderful weekend.

Lily x

Rachel Leigh

I have been interviewed by fellow UK author Rachel Leigh today  -  come on over and say hi!

Maschalophilous

This is the medical term for armpit lust - Amen - and I have it by the bucketful. You may have noticed I often describe my hero's sumptuous pits in my stories and that is because I always have a very clear idea of how they look, feel and smell.



There's just something about this often overlooked part of the male anatomy that hits all the right buttons in me. The underarm is a secret place men don't even know is secret, and when they strip off their tops, material covering their eyes for the briefest, most stolen of moments, we get to feast on their deliciously manly pits – and they don't know anything about it!! How cool, or rather, hot is that?

Mr. Harlem has a delectable underarm, pale skin untouched by the sun, dark, wispy hair, the softest on his body, and a scent of pheromones that's to die for. Unfortunately, being that he's consumed by the urge to pull away giggling whenever I try and caress this part of his body, means I'm in somewhat of an armpit drought and having to satisfy my craving with pics.... here you go, I'm not selfish, happy to share :-)






Lily x

Rock and Roll

The very lovely Karen Booth - fellow Ellora's Cave Author - has invited me over to her blog to chat about rock and roll and sexy musicians. I completely adored writing my Mattress Music series and fell for each and everyone of the rock-gods in The Manic Machines.  They are all super hot and super talented and bad in such deviously sinful ways!

I hope you can join me right HERE.

Lily x

Susie White and the Right Hand Man by Lucy Felthouse

A wedding, an evil plan, a love story and a sacrifice are the order of the day in this modern retelling of Snow White and the Huntsman.






Blurb
Susie White and her stepmother-to-be have never seen eye to eye, despite all of Susie's best efforts to be friendly. Eager not to spoil her father's happiness, Susie still agrees to be bridesmaid at their wedding. When the big day comes, she meets Louise's right hand man, Scott. Susie had never believed in love at first sight until that moment. The pair hit it off, sharing a mutual dislike of Louise and her wicked ways. Their camaraderie quickly develops into something more, and they date in secret until it's time for Susie to leave for University – and freedom. Unfortunately, Scott has an earth-shattering revelation, which means the two of them of them must work together to unravel Louise's evil plan, before it's too late.

More info and buy links: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/susie-white-and-the-right-hand-man/

Excerpt
I should have known my stepmother was up to something when she offered to help me move all my stuff to my University digs. It wasn't like her to be civil, much less helpful, but I figured that she was happy I was moving hundreds of miles away, and therefore would do anything to make sure it happened as quickly as possible. As my father's only child, I'm the sole heir to White's Bites, a massively profitable confectionary company based in Wiltshire, England. My stepmother had made no secret of the fact she resented that she wouldn't get a stake in the business, should anything happen to my father. Of course, the reason for this was that my father knew the first thing the witch would do was put the business on the market to get her greedy little hands on the cash. I, on the other hand, loved White's Bites and would continue to run it to the best of my ability. We'd never seen eye to eye, my stepmother and I. However, it wasn't the usual 'child resents someone trying to replace their parent' syndrome, it was her that resented me. My mom had died of cancer when I was fifteen. My father and I were devastated, as you'd expect, but I'd always urged him to get on with his life. After all, it's what mom would have wanted, and I certainly didn't want my dad to be lonely when I got married and left home. So, a couple of years later, when dad met Louise and they started dating, I was thrilled. He was happy, therefore so was I. Soon it became more serious and dad wanted me to meet her. I was excited, but nervous. When the time came and Louise had walked into our house, I'd been in awe. Don't get me wrong, my mom had been beautiful, but in a natural way, as if she didn't realise, or care. But Louise clearly did. Her gorgeous hair was perfectly quaffed, and her attractive features were enhanced by expertly applied makeup. Her outfit looked like something from a fashion magazine. I managed to pull myself together before she saw me standing there, all slack-jawed and stupid-looking. Walking towards her, I'd held out a hand. "Louise!" I'd said, beaming, "I'm so pleased to finally meet you. Dad's told me so much about you." She'd smiled thinly and without any real emotion. "Charmed, I'm sure, Susan." She'd shaken my hand gingerly, as though she was afraid she'd catch something. I'd half expected her to wipe her hand on her clothes afterwards. "Oh please, call me Susie." I'd said, ignoring her odd behaviour. I'd been eager to get on with the woman, knowing it would please my father. "Everyone does." Another tight-lipped smile. I'd tried hard to make conversation with her and make her feel comfortable in our home. But I never felt like I was succeeding. At first, I put it down to her being nervous or shy, but as weeks and months passed, I still never felt as though Louise warmed to me. I never bothered my father with my concerns. After all, as long as she liked him, what did it matter? While Louise and my father were just dating, things weren't too bad. They went to restaurants, the theatre, the cinema, and so on. I didn't see her very often, and therefore didn't have to put up with her frosty behaviour towards me. Naturally, everything changed when dad told me he was going to ask Louise to marry him. He'd sat me down to break the news – fortunately – and I'd done my best to act delighted. Luckily, dad hadn't noticed anything was amiss, and as he'd chatted about ceremonies, honeymoons and Louise moving in, a cold shiver had run up my back. This could not end well.

I'm back!!

I've returned from my holiday with Mr Harlem tired but happy - in fact I kind of need a holiday to recover!!

But I've been blessed with heaps of inspiration, lots of ideas for sexy characters and spicy plot lines, and I've started on my 5th Hot Ice novel. Its got a new twist, its hot and steamy and I can barely pull myself away from writing it to update my blog. Yeah, I know...seriously?... but these guys just won't stop talking to me. They want their story down in words and then sent out there.

Anyway, since I am in hockey mode, again, here are a few new hunky player pics to enjoy.








Ahhhh!! my heart melts on every beat....



Lily x

Taking a break.

I am taking a few days away from my blog to spend quality time with the delectable Mr Harlem and concentrating on serious research for my next novel!!!

So, I will leave you with a collection of my favourite hunks to enjoy until I am back.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Lily x

Sexy Santas!!

If you want to indulge your love of Santa then head on over to Hitting The Hot Spot and enjoy the sexy variety.

Lily x

Stuff Your Stockings!

Today I am a guest at The Long and Shot of It Christmas contest and chatting about ways of keeping warm in the UK. I hope you can join me, all you have to do to be in with a chance of winning a prize is to leave a comment.


Lily x