Lily Harlem's Blog, page 297
October 23, 2011
Sunday Snog - Mirror Music
Hi everyone who enjoys their Sunday Snog - this week, as promised, I have a snog for you taken from the second book in my Mattress Music series - Mirror Music.(If you're wondering about the title, you have to wait until they get into the bedroom!)
Blurb
As Robbie Harding belts out hit song Jenny to a packed Wembley Stadium, my heart tears, my mind fudges and my insides heat to a lusty, pulsing boiling point.
Why me more than the other 90,000 screaming fans?
Because I'm Jenny—he's singing about me.
The guy is sex on legs with a voice to match and has starred in all my hot dreams since the day boys became interesting. For three precious years, it was more than hot dreams. Turns out he wants me back in his life and his bed. How can I resist?
So with lots of naked, sweaty and downright dirty time to make up for, I wield my backstage pass, hunt him down and refuse to be starstruck by the boy next door. Seems Robbie agrees, as he insists on tuning in to my needs and rediscovering our rhythm before we even reach a bedroom.
SNOG - taken from when Jenny and Robbie are in the back of the Limo after the concert...
I looked across at him. There were small lines at the corners of his eyes that hadn't been there the last time I'd seen him. "Whose home?""Mine." He grinned and reached for my knotted hand. "And it's Sunday tomorrow, Jenny, so unless you work in a 24/7 laboratory then I very much doubt you have to be there early."My gut clenched. My hastily spun lie had been ridiculously weak. I stared out the window again and let his warm, smooth hand stroke over mine. It was so familiar—his touch. It was Robbie. But it wasn't my Robbie. He was something else, someone different. "And when we get to yours?" I asked. "Then what?""We talk, about us."I turned to him. "We were finished a long time ago. I don't understand where all this has come from. The song and the tickets."He reached forward and hit a small black button. A solid screen slid silently up between us and the driver, sealing us in privacy. "I miss you," he said with a shrug. "And I couldn't go on living without finding out if you missed me too."I'd missed him since the day we'd separated. I missed him so much there were times when I wondered if the ache would ever go away. It was why no one special had ever broken their way into my life or heart since the split. It was why I'd thrown myself headfirst into my research. "I missed you too," I confessed quietly, searching the depths of his eyes. They were the same as they'd always been. They hadn't changed over the years. A ring of brown circled the green iris and flecks of gold sat at their depths.He slid across the seat. His shadowed face was so close now. His lips a whisper away from mine. Suddenly he was my Robbie again, there was nothing different about him at all. I swallowed tightly and remembered the flavor of his tongue, the feel of his hair tangled in my fingers and the texture of his flesh rubbing against mine when we were sweaty and naked. How could I still want him after he'd hurt me so much? After all this time apart? It didn't make sense, but the deeply carnal desires building in me were so powerful, so demanding, it was bowling me over and taking control of my every thought and emotion."Do you remember how we used to be so damn good together?" he asked in a breathy whisper, leaning in closer still. "Before I went and fucked it all up."I stared into his hypnotizing eyes."Maybe I should remind you," he murmured. He dipped his head and sealed his lips against mine, soft and gentle and oh so sexy. Once again a rush of memories flooded my mind, images of him kissing me at the school gate, the disco in the town hall, the tent at the end of his garden.He probed past my teeth and into my mouth, caressing and searching. Our tongues tangled. The kiss heated up and a hot, desperate tug pulled at my abdomen and between my thighs. Robbie was kissing me. Was this real or would I open my eyes and be hot, flustered and alone with another tremor vibrating deep in my belly?His hands caught my face, his fingertips slotted into my hair. I opened my eyes. Robbie was still there, he was real.Suddenly I was consumed by a great tidal wave of lust. It was desperate, burning me alive, taking absolute possession of me. Grasping for his shoulders, I sank my tongue into his mouth with ten times more force than he'd kissed me. I had to have him. I had to have him now. Hell to the consequences, I would grab what I could while I had the chance.His mouth responded with the same urgency I felt and he tightened his grip on my head. I fed off his taste and his tongue, sating a need that had been simmering unquenched for too long."Jenny, oh god, Jenny, I want you, I need you," he groaned. His breaths were coming hard and fast. "And I can't wait another damn second for you.""So don't," I half said, half growled as I pressed him back against the seat with my body. Rising and straddling his thighs, a hard, wonderfully familiar thickness greeted me as I sat down on his lap.He gasped. "Oh god, are you sure?""Yes. Yes, I'm sure."
Have a wonderful Sunday and I hope you get a snog of your own. Next week there will be a lip smacking excerpt from the last in this series Ménage a Music.
Lily x
Blurb
As Robbie Harding belts out hit song Jenny to a packed Wembley Stadium, my heart tears, my mind fudges and my insides heat to a lusty, pulsing boiling point.
Why me more than the other 90,000 screaming fans?
Because I'm Jenny—he's singing about me.
The guy is sex on legs with a voice to match and has starred in all my hot dreams since the day boys became interesting. For three precious years, it was more than hot dreams. Turns out he wants me back in his life and his bed. How can I resist?
So with lots of naked, sweaty and downright dirty time to make up for, I wield my backstage pass, hunt him down and refuse to be starstruck by the boy next door. Seems Robbie agrees, as he insists on tuning in to my needs and rediscovering our rhythm before we even reach a bedroom.
SNOG - taken from when Jenny and Robbie are in the back of the Limo after the concert...
I looked across at him. There were small lines at the corners of his eyes that hadn't been there the last time I'd seen him. "Whose home?""Mine." He grinned and reached for my knotted hand. "And it's Sunday tomorrow, Jenny, so unless you work in a 24/7 laboratory then I very much doubt you have to be there early."My gut clenched. My hastily spun lie had been ridiculously weak. I stared out the window again and let his warm, smooth hand stroke over mine. It was so familiar—his touch. It was Robbie. But it wasn't my Robbie. He was something else, someone different. "And when we get to yours?" I asked. "Then what?""We talk, about us."I turned to him. "We were finished a long time ago. I don't understand where all this has come from. The song and the tickets."He reached forward and hit a small black button. A solid screen slid silently up between us and the driver, sealing us in privacy. "I miss you," he said with a shrug. "And I couldn't go on living without finding out if you missed me too."I'd missed him since the day we'd separated. I missed him so much there were times when I wondered if the ache would ever go away. It was why no one special had ever broken their way into my life or heart since the split. It was why I'd thrown myself headfirst into my research. "I missed you too," I confessed quietly, searching the depths of his eyes. They were the same as they'd always been. They hadn't changed over the years. A ring of brown circled the green iris and flecks of gold sat at their depths.He slid across the seat. His shadowed face was so close now. His lips a whisper away from mine. Suddenly he was my Robbie again, there was nothing different about him at all. I swallowed tightly and remembered the flavor of his tongue, the feel of his hair tangled in my fingers and the texture of his flesh rubbing against mine when we were sweaty and naked. How could I still want him after he'd hurt me so much? After all this time apart? It didn't make sense, but the deeply carnal desires building in me were so powerful, so demanding, it was bowling me over and taking control of my every thought and emotion."Do you remember how we used to be so damn good together?" he asked in a breathy whisper, leaning in closer still. "Before I went and fucked it all up."I stared into his hypnotizing eyes."Maybe I should remind you," he murmured. He dipped his head and sealed his lips against mine, soft and gentle and oh so sexy. Once again a rush of memories flooded my mind, images of him kissing me at the school gate, the disco in the town hall, the tent at the end of his garden.He probed past my teeth and into my mouth, caressing and searching. Our tongues tangled. The kiss heated up and a hot, desperate tug pulled at my abdomen and between my thighs. Robbie was kissing me. Was this real or would I open my eyes and be hot, flustered and alone with another tremor vibrating deep in my belly?His hands caught my face, his fingertips slotted into my hair. I opened my eyes. Robbie was still there, he was real.Suddenly I was consumed by a great tidal wave of lust. It was desperate, burning me alive, taking absolute possession of me. Grasping for his shoulders, I sank my tongue into his mouth with ten times more force than he'd kissed me. I had to have him. I had to have him now. Hell to the consequences, I would grab what I could while I had the chance.His mouth responded with the same urgency I felt and he tightened his grip on my head. I fed off his taste and his tongue, sating a need that had been simmering unquenched for too long."Jenny, oh god, Jenny, I want you, I need you," he groaned. His breaths were coming hard and fast. "And I can't wait another damn second for you.""So don't," I half said, half growled as I pressed him back against the seat with my body. Rising and straddling his thighs, a hard, wonderfully familiar thickness greeted me as I sat down on his lap.He gasped. "Oh god, are you sure?""Yes. Yes, I'm sure."
Have a wonderful Sunday and I hope you get a snog of your own. Next week there will be a lip smacking excerpt from the last in this series Ménage a Music.
Lily x
Published on October 23, 2011 01:11
October 21, 2011
Exciting News
I am thrilled to have just signed a contract with Ellora's Cave for a full length novel titled Stockholm Surrender. If any of you have read Stockholm Seduction, one of my FREE short stories, you will already know the characters!
I hadn't intended to do anything more with this sexy couple but after checking out the reviews on Goodreads and Amazon there was one overwhelming complaint - it just wasn't long enough! So, I got Penny and her bad-ass kidnapper chatting to me again and the result is Stockholm Surrender, a roller-coaster ride of lust and desperation which spans continents and picks up from the cliffhanger I left it on.
The cover should be available very soon so I'll post it here for you to check out. And if you want to read Stockholm Seduction, which is the prologue to the novel, click on the cover above.
Have a wonderful day.
Lily x
I hadn't intended to do anything more with this sexy couple but after checking out the reviews on Goodreads and Amazon there was one overwhelming complaint - it just wasn't long enough! So, I got Penny and her bad-ass kidnapper chatting to me again and the result is Stockholm Surrender, a roller-coaster ride of lust and desperation which spans continents and picks up from the cliffhanger I left it on.
The cover should be available very soon so I'll post it here for you to check out. And if you want to read Stockholm Seduction, which is the prologue to the novel, click on the cover above.
Have a wonderful day.
Lily x
Published on October 21, 2011 01:01
October 20, 2011
Phantom Touch
Check out Cindy Jacks awesome new Ellora's Cave release.
Erika leads a quiet life—at least in the real world. But her alter-ego, Little Lottie, is a singer at a local club and engages in a wild online romance. For months she's been communicating with a mysterious man, known only to her as the Phantom.
Her lover contacts her via texts, emails and instant messages. When he offers to fulfill her desires in real life, she can't refuse. The only condition to meeting for their sizzling assignations—he wears a mask to hide his true identity. Despite his reluctance to reveal himself to Erika, he tears down her inhibitions and unleashes her suppressed passions, taking possession of her body and soul.
Erika may have finally found the one man who can sate her every longing…if only he would show her the man behind the mask.
Erika leads a quiet life—at least in the real world. But her alter-ego, Little Lottie, is a singer at a local club and engages in a wild online romance. For months she's been communicating with a mysterious man, known only to her as the Phantom.
Her lover contacts her via texts, emails and instant messages. When he offers to fulfill her desires in real life, she can't refuse. The only condition to meeting for their sizzling assignations—he wears a mask to hide his true identity. Despite his reluctance to reveal himself to Erika, he tears down her inhibitions and unleashes her suppressed passions, taking possession of her body and soul.
Erika may have finally found the one man who can sate her every longing…if only he would show her the man behind the mask.
Published on October 20, 2011 00:05
October 19, 2011
The Pet Shop by K D Grace
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Check out the newest erotic novel by best-selling author K D Grace.
Blurb
In appreciation for a job well done, STELLA JAMES 's boss sends her a pet – a human pet. The mischievous TINO comes straight from THE PET SHOP complete with a collar, a leash, and an erection. Stella soon discovers the pleasure of keeping Pets, especially this one, is extremely addicting.Obsessed with Tino and with the reclusive philanthropist, VINCENT EVANSTON, who looks like Tino, but couldn't be more different, Stella is drawn into the secret world of The Pet Shop. As her animal lust awakens, Stella must walk the thin line that separates the business of pleasure from the more dangerous business of the heart or suffer the consequences.
Excerpt
"YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS," O'Kelly said, nearly dropping the phone. "You can't really mean to give Stella James Tino for the whole weekend. Wouldn't a nice gift voucher from Selfridges be more appropriate?"
The Boss offered her a tolerant chuckle on the other end of the phone. "Didn't she tell you she thought an occasional shag wasn't too much to ask for doing such a demanding job?"
"Yes, but she was joking. I'm sure she never expected–" "Well, she's right. It isn't too much to ask, is it? She's a very dedicated employee, and we've always done our best to reward dedicated employees, especially one with such promise, one that we have such plans for."
"Yes but–"
"Hasn't she met and surpassed our expectations since she's joined Strigida, and didn't we both agree she's exactly what we're looking for?"
"Yes, but–"
"She's not in a relationship, right?"
She rolled her eyes and glanced down at her watch. He was on a roll. Nothing for it now but to hear him out.
"No relationship, no family. Stella can afford to live in London because she has no life outside of work, all factors we took into account when we hired her. There's no arguing she doesn't have time for sex." He paused long enough for a quick breath. "Sorry to say that's the way of the world these days. All work and no play. Very sad. Very sad indeed."
"Yes, sir. It is sad, but, sir, Tino?"
"Yes. Tino."
"OK, maybe for a couple of hours, maybe. But surely not for the whole weekend."
"Yes, for the whole weekend, O'Kelly, from Friday night till Sunday evening. Every last second of it."
O"Kelly rubbed her forehead impatiently then rolled her shoulders to loosen the knots, which she could always count on the Boss to tighten. "It's not that the woman doesn't deserve a weekend of blow-your-brains-out sex. God knows she does, but ..."
"But what, O'Kelly? Get to the point."
O"Kelly squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. She found the whole thing a bit embarrassing, actually. "Well, sir, she's just so ..."
"So what?"
"She's just so tight laced, so prim and proper. I don't know – all business. I can't help but wonder if we've made a mistake, and even if we haven't, a weekend with Tino is just so hardcore at this stage, don't you think?" She straightened in her chair and brushed her skirt free of the few remaining crumbs from the sandwich she had wolfed for lunch. "I can't picture her being the kind who could appreciate or even be able to handle a weekend with Tino."
"Prim and proper? Really? You just told me she was joking about the company providing sex as a fringe benefit for its overworked employees. Doesn't sound very prim and proper to me. In fact she sounds like exactly the woman we've been looking for."
Bio
K D Grace was born with a writing obsession. It got worse once she actually learned HOW to write. There's no treatment for it. It's progressive and chronic and quite often interferes with normal, everyday functioning. She might actually be concerned if it wasn't so damned much fun most of the time. K D's erotic romance novels, The Initiation of Ms Holly and The Pet Shop, both published by Xcite Books, are available from all good paperback and eBook retailers.Her erotica has been published with Xcite Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, Erotic Review, Ravenous Romance, Sweetmeats Press and Scarlet Magazine.
Find out more about K D Grace on her website, http://kdgrace.co.uk. She's also on Facebook and Twitter.
Check out the newest erotic novel by best-selling author K D Grace.
Blurb
In appreciation for a job well done, STELLA JAMES 's boss sends her a pet – a human pet. The mischievous TINO comes straight from THE PET SHOP complete with a collar, a leash, and an erection. Stella soon discovers the pleasure of keeping Pets, especially this one, is extremely addicting.Obsessed with Tino and with the reclusive philanthropist, VINCENT EVANSTON, who looks like Tino, but couldn't be more different, Stella is drawn into the secret world of The Pet Shop. As her animal lust awakens, Stella must walk the thin line that separates the business of pleasure from the more dangerous business of the heart or suffer the consequences.
Excerpt
"YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS," O'Kelly said, nearly dropping the phone. "You can't really mean to give Stella James Tino for the whole weekend. Wouldn't a nice gift voucher from Selfridges be more appropriate?"
The Boss offered her a tolerant chuckle on the other end of the phone. "Didn't she tell you she thought an occasional shag wasn't too much to ask for doing such a demanding job?"
"Yes, but she was joking. I'm sure she never expected–" "Well, she's right. It isn't too much to ask, is it? She's a very dedicated employee, and we've always done our best to reward dedicated employees, especially one with such promise, one that we have such plans for."
"Yes but–"
"Hasn't she met and surpassed our expectations since she's joined Strigida, and didn't we both agree she's exactly what we're looking for?"
"Yes, but–"
"She's not in a relationship, right?"
She rolled her eyes and glanced down at her watch. He was on a roll. Nothing for it now but to hear him out.
"No relationship, no family. Stella can afford to live in London because she has no life outside of work, all factors we took into account when we hired her. There's no arguing she doesn't have time for sex." He paused long enough for a quick breath. "Sorry to say that's the way of the world these days. All work and no play. Very sad. Very sad indeed."
"Yes, sir. It is sad, but, sir, Tino?"
"Yes. Tino."
"OK, maybe for a couple of hours, maybe. But surely not for the whole weekend."
"Yes, for the whole weekend, O'Kelly, from Friday night till Sunday evening. Every last second of it."
O"Kelly rubbed her forehead impatiently then rolled her shoulders to loosen the knots, which she could always count on the Boss to tighten. "It's not that the woman doesn't deserve a weekend of blow-your-brains-out sex. God knows she does, but ..."
"But what, O'Kelly? Get to the point."
O"Kelly squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. She found the whole thing a bit embarrassing, actually. "Well, sir, she's just so ..."
"So what?"
"She's just so tight laced, so prim and proper. I don't know – all business. I can't help but wonder if we've made a mistake, and even if we haven't, a weekend with Tino is just so hardcore at this stage, don't you think?" She straightened in her chair and brushed her skirt free of the few remaining crumbs from the sandwich she had wolfed for lunch. "I can't picture her being the kind who could appreciate or even be able to handle a weekend with Tino."
"Prim and proper? Really? You just told me she was joking about the company providing sex as a fringe benefit for its overworked employees. Doesn't sound very prim and proper to me. In fact she sounds like exactly the woman we've been looking for."
Bio
K D Grace was born with a writing obsession. It got worse once she actually learned HOW to write. There's no treatment for it. It's progressive and chronic and quite often interferes with normal, everyday functioning. She might actually be concerned if it wasn't so damned much fun most of the time. K D's erotic romance novels, The Initiation of Ms Holly and The Pet Shop, both published by Xcite Books, are available from all good paperback and eBook retailers.Her erotica has been published with Xcite Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, Erotic Review, Ravenous Romance, Sweetmeats Press and Scarlet Magazine.
Find out more about K D Grace on her website, http://kdgrace.co.uk. She's also on Facebook and Twitter.
Published on October 19, 2011 00:40
October 18, 2011
4 1/2 stars for Slap Shot
Slap Shot, the third in my Hot Ice series has just received a great review from Sensual Reads - here is what the reviewer had to say...
NHL player Rick "Ramrod" Lewis has finally met his match when it comes to event coordinator Dana Wilcox. Instantly attracted to her, Rick can't help himself from wanting to get to know her better, even though she adamantly tells him she is not wanting to date…anyone! But a heated moment has them both about ready to combust if they don't succumb to the desire they create together.Dana has lived life hard and fast, but two years ago she received her wake up call and is reinventing herself, now as a successful business owner she only wants to focus on her work. Everything about Rick has her itching to let the bad girl come out to play, but she is afraid if Rick truly knew her past he would not want anything to do with her. Can she take a chance on him or regret it for the rest of her life.Third in the Hot Ice series. I thought this was a fantastic addition to the series, I liked that Dana was not perfect, she had issues that were real and left her vulnerable to being hurt. Rick is rugged and knows what he wants, but at times he is like a big teddy bear you just want to cuddle. Wonderful book to put your feet up with and relax for the day.
Published on October 18, 2011 07:38
October 17, 2011
The Tudors!
Oh Yum! Just finished watching The Tudors. If you haven't seen it, there are many delicious reasons why you should, here are some of them....
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Published on October 17, 2011 02:48
October 16, 2011
Sunday Snog - Mattress Music
This week's Sunday Snog is taken from Mattress Music. This is a scene in the Bug House at London Zoo when the secretive Ian is trying to find out what really rocks Nina's boat.
His hand slipped from my cheek and rested around my neck. I was sure he could feel my heart beating wildly beneath my skin. "And have you found it yet?" he murmured. "Love, that is.""No. Well, maybe once, several years ago, but we separated on good terms, it was a mutual breakup, we'd grown out of each other. There were few tears on either side.""And no one since?""Not that I would use the 'L' word for, no."Ian grinned suddenly, as if I'd just told him some fabulous piece of news. "Oh, you are such a sweet little challenge, Nina." His lips were just a whisper from mine. "Such an irresistible challenge.""What do you mean?" I dragged in his hot scent, lingering leather and musk. I could taste him in the air between us, a delicious blend of all my favorite erotic flavors."A challenge to please in the bedroom and, even better, a challenge to capture the heart of. Now I've been your dragon, I hope I can redeem myself and be your knight in shining armor." His lips pressed on mine and his confident tongue darted into my mouth. I couldn't resist, I curled my hands over his shoulders, squeezed my fingers into the soft cotton and pulled my body up against his. He had such a wonderful way with words.He groaned deep in his throat and intensified the kiss. Our teeth touched briefly, our hats knocked and my head began to spin. All I could think of was the way he was holding me, as if he would never let me go. His words rang in my ears—he wanted to please me and capture my heart. Could I let myself fall in love after all this time? Could I be with just one person instead of constantly being on the prowl? Something inside me was telling me maybe I could—with Ian.His hands roamed my body, squeezing my butt through my jeans and stroking up my spine. I let myself fall forward and felt his growing erection press through his jeans against my stomach. He moaned into my mouth as I squirmed against his length, then he sent a hand up inside my t-shirt, cupped my breast through my satin bra and tweaked my nipple to a hard point.Blood pulsed between my thighs and I braced my knees to stay upright. I wanted him, now. I wanted him inside me again so badly I thought I might actually combust. It was already hot in the bug house, but we were cranking the temperature to the boiling point."You have no idea what you're doing to me," Ian murmured as he kissed across my cheek to my ear. "No idea how much this means.""Oh, I think I can tell," I said, squeezing my hand between our bodies and pressing my palm against the strain in his jeans.His breath caught in his throat, he stopped kissing me, pulled his head back and looked into my eyes. "But why do you want me?" he asked, his voice tight as a violin string."What?" I asked, treating him to another long, firm stroke through his denim.His whole body tensed. "I need to know," he said, frowning. "What do you see in me?""What, apart from your wit, humor and constant need to analyze?" I asked, massaging his cock. A naughty little voice on my shoulder was telling me to undo his fly and go down on him right here. There didn't seem to be anyone around—perhaps we'd get away with it."Yes." He sounded as if he were struggling to control his breathing, a muscle jumped in his cheek. "Apart from wit, humor and constant analysis, what else do you see?""Mmm…" I was thoroughly enjoying myself. I popped open the top button of his fly. "There is, of course, your charming smile, cute butt and…""What," he said louder. "And what?"I raised my brows as if deliberating my answer."Goddamn it, Nina, stop playing with me." He grabbed both my wrists and clamped them to his chest."But-but I thought you were enjoying it." I frowned up at him."Fuck, of course I was…am…" He screwed up his face. "Nina, stop playing with my head. What else attracted you to me? I need to know, now."
Oh, yum, I completely fell for Ian as I wrote this story, but don't forget about his 'mates', Robbie, Dean and Tim. There are three books in this series and I will do a snog from each one over the next three weeks.
Have a wonderful Sunday.
Lily x
His hand slipped from my cheek and rested around my neck. I was sure he could feel my heart beating wildly beneath my skin. "And have you found it yet?" he murmured. "Love, that is.""No. Well, maybe once, several years ago, but we separated on good terms, it was a mutual breakup, we'd grown out of each other. There were few tears on either side.""And no one since?""Not that I would use the 'L' word for, no."Ian grinned suddenly, as if I'd just told him some fabulous piece of news. "Oh, you are such a sweet little challenge, Nina." His lips were just a whisper from mine. "Such an irresistible challenge.""What do you mean?" I dragged in his hot scent, lingering leather and musk. I could taste him in the air between us, a delicious blend of all my favorite erotic flavors."A challenge to please in the bedroom and, even better, a challenge to capture the heart of. Now I've been your dragon, I hope I can redeem myself and be your knight in shining armor." His lips pressed on mine and his confident tongue darted into my mouth. I couldn't resist, I curled my hands over his shoulders, squeezed my fingers into the soft cotton and pulled my body up against his. He had such a wonderful way with words.He groaned deep in his throat and intensified the kiss. Our teeth touched briefly, our hats knocked and my head began to spin. All I could think of was the way he was holding me, as if he would never let me go. His words rang in my ears—he wanted to please me and capture my heart. Could I let myself fall in love after all this time? Could I be with just one person instead of constantly being on the prowl? Something inside me was telling me maybe I could—with Ian.His hands roamed my body, squeezing my butt through my jeans and stroking up my spine. I let myself fall forward and felt his growing erection press through his jeans against my stomach. He moaned into my mouth as I squirmed against his length, then he sent a hand up inside my t-shirt, cupped my breast through my satin bra and tweaked my nipple to a hard point.Blood pulsed between my thighs and I braced my knees to stay upright. I wanted him, now. I wanted him inside me again so badly I thought I might actually combust. It was already hot in the bug house, but we were cranking the temperature to the boiling point."You have no idea what you're doing to me," Ian murmured as he kissed across my cheek to my ear. "No idea how much this means.""Oh, I think I can tell," I said, squeezing my hand between our bodies and pressing my palm against the strain in his jeans.His breath caught in his throat, he stopped kissing me, pulled his head back and looked into my eyes. "But why do you want me?" he asked, his voice tight as a violin string."What?" I asked, treating him to another long, firm stroke through his denim.His whole body tensed. "I need to know," he said, frowning. "What do you see in me?""What, apart from your wit, humor and constant need to analyze?" I asked, massaging his cock. A naughty little voice on my shoulder was telling me to undo his fly and go down on him right here. There didn't seem to be anyone around—perhaps we'd get away with it."Yes." He sounded as if he were struggling to control his breathing, a muscle jumped in his cheek. "Apart from wit, humor and constant analysis, what else do you see?""Mmm…" I was thoroughly enjoying myself. I popped open the top button of his fly. "There is, of course, your charming smile, cute butt and…""What," he said louder. "And what?"I raised my brows as if deliberating my answer."Goddamn it, Nina, stop playing with me." He grabbed both my wrists and clamped them to his chest."But-but I thought you were enjoying it." I frowned up at him."Fuck, of course I was…am…" He screwed up his face. "Nina, stop playing with my head. What else attracted you to me? I need to know, now."
Oh, yum, I completely fell for Ian as I wrote this story, but don't forget about his 'mates', Robbie, Dean and Tim. There are three books in this series and I will do a snog from each one over the next three weeks.
Have a wonderful Sunday.
Lily x
Published on October 16, 2011 05:22
October 13, 2011
Man Love
Published on October 13, 2011 23:21
Okay, I'll admit his apartment is a bit ropey - but I cou...
Okay, I'll admit his apartment is a bit ropey - but I could hang out there for a little while!
Lily x
Published on October 13, 2011 00:42
October 12, 2011
Drea Becraft
Today I am thrilled to have Drea Becraft visiting my blog. She has a great new novel out on 17th October called Timing is Everything and today she is sharing Dimitri with us as well as a wonderful excerpt. Take it away Drea...
Timing Is Everything
Mandy only wanted one thing in life–to have a family. With no other options available to her, Mandy seeks out to adopt a child to call her own. Then a favor for a friend turns her world upside down and inside out.
Dmitri is on a mission to expand his business, but when his ex drops their baby on his doorstep for him to raise, Dmitri's plans start to venture into unknown territory. If it weren't for Mandy, his whole world would be in shambles.
Both Mandy and Dmitri have their own crosses to bear but Dmitri can't imagine life without her. In a situation neither of them planned on, can they get past their differences and find happiness together?
* * * * *
Hi Lily, hi everyone, here is a look into one of my characters minds. I would love to introduce you to Dmitri.
Hello Dmitri and welcome. How is Lynn?
Getting bigger by the minute I can hardly believe she grows so quick. But I guess that happens when you spend your life happy and in love.
I know how that one goes. So how is life treating you these days?
GREAT! Better now that I have finally found a woman who treats me great and I can't wait to get home to.
Describe your perfect woman will you please?
Loving, compassionate, and hardworking. Being good on the eyes isn't bad either but I am all about the person inside and not out.
How did you and Mandy meet?
By a total chance of fate but I can't imagine my life without her in it.
Does the fact the age difference between the yourself and Mandy bother you?
Its never been an issue for me. Mandy is sexy as sin and will always be. I have to admit it took me awhile to convince her the age thing was an issue but I think she finally believes me.
Are there more children in your future?
Oh yeah. I hope many more…okay not many maybe a few. I sure won't mind making them.
Do you think Kisha will be back?
I don't know but I hope not. I know Lynn is going to have questions but the woman is in no way shape or form a good role model for my child.
If you could make one wish for the future what would it be?
To live a long happy life with my family and friends.
Do you have anything else to add?
Thank you for having me!
Excerpt:
"I have eight hours before we leave." "It takes at least an hour to get there, add in the cavity search you have to go through, and baggage check and you're going to be lucky if you make it on time if you leave right now." As if on cue the buzzer arming the front doors went off as Tim's face filled the small screen in the corner of Sasha's desk. "Looks like hubby's here so time to go." "If you need anything you'll call me, right?" "Not unless there isn't other option." "You can call me anytime." At the door Sasha entered her pin number into the key pad and pushed the door open slightly. "It's your honeymoon. Go have fun and don't worry about work. Everything's under control." Making a shooing motion with her arms, Mandy smiled at Tim as he opened the door and stuck his head in giving her a wink. "You heard the woman, it's our honeymoon. Besides, I plan on keeping you too busy to even remember your name, let alone who you work for." Kissing his wife on the cheek before grabbing her hand, Mandy watched as the two left the office without another word. Despite her anger over the wedding she should've been at, Mandy really did like Tim. The love he showed for her friend was one she envied and hoped some man would share with her one day. Until then she'd watch the love those two shared and be as happy as she could for them both. Hours later Mandy sat at her computer when the buzzer filled the office. Turning to look into the monitor, the site of a lady with a carrier filled the screen. Pushing the button to allow her to enter, the cries of a baby filled the office before either mother or child entered the space. Once inside Mandy was struck by the site of the woman as the door closed behind her. "Can I help you?" Raising up from behind the desk, Mandy looked down at the baby covered in a pink blanket. "Yeah, I'm here to drop this off." "Sure, I can take that envelope for you." Holding out her hand for the envelope in the woman's hand, Mandy waited patiently for it to be handed over. "Not the envelope you twit, the baby." Lifting the carrier up onto the counter, the woman set the envelope on the desk beside it. "Excuse me? Did you just say the baby?"
Thanks so much for sharing Drea, and wishing you lots of success with your new book.
Lily x
Timing Is Everything
Mandy only wanted one thing in life–to have a family. With no other options available to her, Mandy seeks out to adopt a child to call her own. Then a favor for a friend turns her world upside down and inside out.
Dmitri is on a mission to expand his business, but when his ex drops their baby on his doorstep for him to raise, Dmitri's plans start to venture into unknown territory. If it weren't for Mandy, his whole world would be in shambles.
Both Mandy and Dmitri have their own crosses to bear but Dmitri can't imagine life without her. In a situation neither of them planned on, can they get past their differences and find happiness together?
* * * * *
Hi Lily, hi everyone, here is a look into one of my characters minds. I would love to introduce you to Dmitri.
Hello Dmitri and welcome. How is Lynn?
Getting bigger by the minute I can hardly believe she grows so quick. But I guess that happens when you spend your life happy and in love.
I know how that one goes. So how is life treating you these days?
GREAT! Better now that I have finally found a woman who treats me great and I can't wait to get home to.
Describe your perfect woman will you please?
Loving, compassionate, and hardworking. Being good on the eyes isn't bad either but I am all about the person inside and not out.
How did you and Mandy meet?
By a total chance of fate but I can't imagine my life without her in it.
Does the fact the age difference between the yourself and Mandy bother you?
Its never been an issue for me. Mandy is sexy as sin and will always be. I have to admit it took me awhile to convince her the age thing was an issue but I think she finally believes me.
Are there more children in your future?
Oh yeah. I hope many more…okay not many maybe a few. I sure won't mind making them.
Do you think Kisha will be back?
I don't know but I hope not. I know Lynn is going to have questions but the woman is in no way shape or form a good role model for my child.
If you could make one wish for the future what would it be?
To live a long happy life with my family and friends.
Do you have anything else to add?
Thank you for having me!
Excerpt:
"I have eight hours before we leave." "It takes at least an hour to get there, add in the cavity search you have to go through, and baggage check and you're going to be lucky if you make it on time if you leave right now." As if on cue the buzzer arming the front doors went off as Tim's face filled the small screen in the corner of Sasha's desk. "Looks like hubby's here so time to go." "If you need anything you'll call me, right?" "Not unless there isn't other option." "You can call me anytime." At the door Sasha entered her pin number into the key pad and pushed the door open slightly. "It's your honeymoon. Go have fun and don't worry about work. Everything's under control." Making a shooing motion with her arms, Mandy smiled at Tim as he opened the door and stuck his head in giving her a wink. "You heard the woman, it's our honeymoon. Besides, I plan on keeping you too busy to even remember your name, let alone who you work for." Kissing his wife on the cheek before grabbing her hand, Mandy watched as the two left the office without another word. Despite her anger over the wedding she should've been at, Mandy really did like Tim. The love he showed for her friend was one she envied and hoped some man would share with her one day. Until then she'd watch the love those two shared and be as happy as she could for them both. Hours later Mandy sat at her computer when the buzzer filled the office. Turning to look into the monitor, the site of a lady with a carrier filled the screen. Pushing the button to allow her to enter, the cries of a baby filled the office before either mother or child entered the space. Once inside Mandy was struck by the site of the woman as the door closed behind her. "Can I help you?" Raising up from behind the desk, Mandy looked down at the baby covered in a pink blanket. "Yeah, I'm here to drop this off." "Sure, I can take that envelope for you." Holding out her hand for the envelope in the woman's hand, Mandy waited patiently for it to be handed over. "Not the envelope you twit, the baby." Lifting the carrier up onto the counter, the woman set the envelope on the desk beside it. "Excuse me? Did you just say the baby?"
Thanks so much for sharing Drea, and wishing you lots of success with your new book.
Lily x
Published on October 12, 2011 00:15


