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Wicked Design (Wicked Brand #4) by Tina Donahue (@tinadonahue)

by Lucy Felthouse | Jun 22, 2018 | Guest Bloggers | 2 Comments

Series Blurb:

South Florida just got a helluva lot steamier… During the day, the staff at Wicked Brand makes ink dreams a reality for their appreciative clients. After hours, this naughty crew engages in sensual delights as wild as the designs they’re selling. Their motto? Nothing forbidden. Nothing held back.

Wicked Design Blurb:

Handcuffs and trouble…

Clover wants Van Gogh. Bad. He’s the hottest ink artist at Wicked Brand and makes her blood race. Trouble is, he hasn’t noticed her. She’s determined to change that. Starting with letting him get under her skin—literally. But then the tattoo consultation goes a little deeper than expected.

In a night of wicked hot fun, she brings out his sexy beast. Talk about a major transformation. Soon they’re sneaking into the shop after hours to play with his chair and breaking in his new handcuffs. But when their differences start to arise, she’s not sure where all this hot sex will lead…

Buy links: Entangled | Amazon UK | Amazon US

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Excerpt:

“I’m horny, not Superman.”

“That remains to be seen. Why are you still wearing clothes? Are they glued on? Is it against your religion to undress? Are you afraid I’ll go blind if I see you naked?”

He tossed his top on her face.

She filled herself with his sumptuous scent then clawed the cotton away, not wanting to miss anything. “Don’t rush. Give me a show.”

Even his taut belly turned red. “Seriously?”

“I stripped for you.”

“Faster than the speed of light. You could have gone slower and given me a heart attack in addition to a stroke.”

He liked what she’d done. A gift with no equal. “I was hot.” She stroked his chiseled abs. Her mouth watered at his incredible brawn. “Surely, you have more control, being so strong and big in all the right places.”

He laughed. “Yeah, right.”

“You are.” She stroked the prominent veins on his biceps and cradled his sculpted pecs.

His muscles twitched.

Her pussy went nuts. New moisture seeped from it, needing him inside. “Expose yourself a little at a time. Make me wait. Make me want.”

He pointed. “No snickering or this stops.”

“Cross my heart.” She licked his finger. “You didn’t laugh at me.”

His features slackened. “How could I? Why would I? You’re amazing. No one on Earth has skin like yours.”

“Lifers in solitary do. They don’t go out in the sun, either.”

“It’d be a crime if you did and screwed yourself up. You shouldn’t mess with something so flawless.”

His compliment stopped her dead. No one had ever used that word to describe her, not even her parents, who thought she was pretty great. She grinned. “Thanks. I don’t know about perfect, though… I’m surprised you even noticed my complexion.”

He blushed. “Why? Stuff like that doesn’t get past me. I’m an artist.”

“Au contraire, V. You’re a man first.”

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About Tina:

Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist who writes romance for every taste – ‘heat with heart’ – for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels were Readers’ Choice Award winners. Another three were named finalists in the EPIC competition. One of her erotic contemporary romances was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for one of her erotic romances. Two of her titles received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Another two won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.

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Down & Dirty is Now Available in Kindle Unlimited! #kindleunlimited #ku

by Lucy Felthouse | Jun 21, 2018 | Blog | 0 Comments

Hi folks,

I’m just swinging by to let you know that the Down & Dirty boxed set is now available to read for FREE as part of your Kindle Unlimited subscription. So if you want to get your teeth into plenty of pages of steamy blue-collar hero stories, look no further!

Blurb:

Get in, get down…and get filthy with these sexy, hardworking, blue-collar heroes who don’t mind when things get a little dirty at work or at play.

This collection of 22 brand new stories from USA Today and International Best-Selling authors is full of scorching hot romance tales that will be sure to leave you breathless for more. These men work hard and play even harder.

From cops to mechanics, miners to brewmasters, they aren’t afraid to go all in. At the end of the day, when they find the woman who completes them, they learn love and life can be as messy as their day jobs…and they wouldn’t have it any other way.

Featuring stories from: Lori King, Maia Dylan, Sarah Marsh, Elena Kincaid, Cecile Tellier, London Saint James, Bella Settarra, Rose Nickol, RL Merrill, Ashley Malkin, Lucy Felthouse, Scarlett J Rose, Sydney Lea, CR Moss, Samantha A. Cole, Danielle James, Ava Campbell, Eva Moore, Kimberlie L. Faye, Sabrina Sol, Nikki Prince, and Mia Hopkins.

Buy here or read in KU: http://mybook.to/downanddirtyset

Happy Reading! (and please don’t forget to leave us a review!)

Lucy x

Mid Week Tease: “It’s gorgeous. I love it already.” #reverseharem #whychoose

by Lucy Felthouse | Jun 20, 2018 | Mid Week Tease | 2 Comments

Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! This week I’m sharing more from Mia’s Wedding, the second book in The Heiress’s Harem series, which just released and is now available to read in Kindle Unlimited. It’s also available in paperback and audiobook formats.

“Wow,” Mia said as they boarded the boat, catching sight of the interior. “This is stunning. It’s like a limousine on water.”

“That’s exactly what it is, ma’am,” the man she assumed was the captain said with a smile. “There’s everything you need in here—champagne, of course, minibar, climate control, music system and even WiFi. You just head on inside, then sit back and enjoy the journey.”

Elias shook the man’s hand. “We intend to, thank you so much.”

They passed through the door, and Mia walked carefully along the aisle as she grew used to the movement of the vessel on the water, taking in the seats—probably Italian leather—the plush carpet, the polished-wood surfaces, the ambient lighting courtesy of spotlights set in the ceiling, the beautiful display of flowers next to the ice bucket which held their champagne… He’s gone to a hell of a lot of effort, here. But then I suppose we are technically on our first date. I’m not sure the Aventador weekend counts, does it?

She smiled fondly as she remembered the weekend she, Elias, and Alex had enjoyed in Kent, as she’d sped around a track in a ludicrously expensive sports car. Elias had won the experience for her at a charity auction—the auction at which the three of them had first met—and Alex, who wasn’t short of money himself, had embellished it by renting out the race track for her so she could really put the car through its paces.

There was a gentle thud, and she turned to find Elias had closed the door, sealing them in to the cabin, mercifully keeping out the cold. She felt a little sorry for the captain, but he’d looked to be well wrapped up. At least it wasn’t raining.

“What do you think?” Elias asked, taking off his jacket and laying it carefully, almost like it was a new-born baby, down on one of the seats. He gave it a little pat before straightening up.

“It’s gorgeous. I love it already.”

The boat’s engine fired, and they didn’t try to talk for a moment until the machine settled into its rhythm and the captain steered it away from the pier. “I’m glad. Shall we sit?”

They settled onto the luxurious cream leather seats at the back of the boat, meaning they could look left and right to admire the various views and landmarks of the city, rather than having their backs to anything.

“Would you like some champagne? Or something to eat?” He indicated a platter of snacks, including grapes, cheese, and vol-au-vents.
“Not just yet. Are you going to tell me where we’re going?”

Buy Mia’s Wedding or read in Kindle Unlimited: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/mias-wedding/

Don’t forget to check out all the other blogs taking part!

Burn, Baby: A Sapphic Six Pack by Lisabet Sarai (@lisabetsarai)

by Lucy Felthouse | Jun 19, 2018 | Guest Bloggers | 1 Comment

Blurb

Desire burns hot in these six sizzling tales by Lisabet Sarai. A high-powered executive and a Goth rocker collide on a rainy Manhattan night and succumb to the attraction of opposites. An unorthodox therapist rekindles the libido of a traumatized fire-fighter. A nun fights her forbidden lust for the voluptuous hooker resident at her women’s shelter. Burn, Baby includes many of Lisabet’s lesbian favorites as well as a searing, shocking new tale, “Countertransference”.

Buy Links

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07DMYQCH9

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07DMYQCH9

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/838852

Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/burn-baby-lisabet-sarai/1128902422?ean=2940155289302

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40532328-burn-baby

*****

Explicit Excerpt

From “Countertransference”

Warmth radiates from her velvety skin, along with a fragrance of roses. I try to minimize my contact with her flesh, but I can’t help my fingers brushing the back of her hand. A bolt of lust sizzles through me. My nipples peak and my cunt liquefies. I gasp, dizzy with sudden need.

“Is something wrong, Elizabeth?”

I’m so preoccupied fighting my urgent, inappropriate arousal that for a second or two I don’t notice her using my given name. “Ah—no, nothing…”

Her fingers tangle in my hair. She pulls me down, till I’m inches from her face. Her breath warms my cheek. “Don’t lie to me,” she murmurs. “You need to be honest with me about what you think and feel.”

Before I can respond, she seals her mouth to mine in a feverish kiss. In those first moments, I struggle to pull away, to put some life-saving distance between us, but she’s far stronger than I’d ever guess. Her elbow hooked around my neck, she pulls me deeper, drinking me in, pouring her self into me. When I surrender and melt—which does not take long—she releases her hold just long enough to unfasten her other wrist. Then she twines both arms around my body, toppling me onto the bed next to her.

“Alisha—no! Stop!” I might as well try to halt a hurricane.

She burrows into my chest, using her teeth to tear the buttons off my blouse. In seconds, she has freed my bra-covered tits. Clamping one nipple in her hot mouth, she sucks it through the fabric while flicking her tongue back and forth over the tip. My desperate moan earns me a bite that’s anything but gentle. Meanwhile her hands are busy at my waist, unfastening my pants and dragging down the zipper. She thrusts her slender fingers into my crotch, wriggling under the elastic of my panties to brush my soaked pubic curls. Electricity snaps along my spine. I arch against her hand, wordlessly begging for penetration.

Instead, she slides her hand out from between my legs. Her laugh is like spring rain. “I want you. And you want me, too.”

“Alisha, I can’t…”

She yanks my bra down to expose my breasts and snags one engorged nub between thumb and forefinger, twisting until my cries drown out my objections.

“You can. You’re head doctor, right? You can do what you want.”

“But the law…the camera…”

“You really think the staff is watching? Believe me, they have better things to do. But if that really bothers you…” Abandoning my needy tits, she hops off the bed, removes the johnny and tosses it toward the corner of the ceiling. The garment catches on the camera, draping over the lens.

Meanwhile I’m stupefied by my first glimpse of her glorious nakedness. She’s a nymph, a goddess, perfect in every particular. The nipples crowning her modest breasts are chocolate brown. Spun-gold curls hide her sex. My palms ache to trace her sylph-like curves. My fingers itch to probe her secrets.

She sets herself to removing my clothing. I don’t stop her. Each brush of her smooth skin on mine feeds the fire between my legs.

*****

About Lisabet Sarai

LISABET SARAI writes in many genres, but F/F fiction is one of her favorites. Her lesbian erotica credits include contributions to Lambda Award winner Where the Girls Are, Ippie-winning Carnal Machines, Best Lesbian Romance 2012, Forbidden Fruit: Stories of Unwise Lesbian Desire, and Lammy-nominated Coming Together: Girl on Girl. Her story “The Late Show” appears in the recently released Best Lesbian Erotica 2015.

Lisabet holds more degrees than anyone would ever need, from prestigious educational institutions who would no doubt be deeply embarrassed by her explicit literary endeavors. She has traveled widely and currently lives in Southeast Asia, where she pursues an alternative career that is completely unrelated to her writing. For all the dirt on Lisabet, visit her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com) or her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com).

Dicewriting for Erotica and Erotic Romance by Zak Jane Keir

by Lucy Felthouse | Jun 18, 2018 | Guest Bloggers | 0 Comments

Dicewriting Last summer, I did a session at Smut Leeds on using dice for generating story ideas. It was a lot of fun, and people said it got their imaginations going. Afterwards, someone mentioned that it would be really useful to have a whole book of story charts, so I went off and wrote one.

Available from: Amazon UK | Amazon US

Zak Jane Keir is available to run sessions on Dicewriting at writers’ groups and other events – contact her at dirtysexyworld@gmail.com

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BLURB

Want to write erotica or erotic romance, but don’t know where to start? Been writing it for years but worried that you are running out of kinks/character traits/unusual locations for that first kiss – or the crucial farewell spanking? Dicewriting works for anyone with an interest in the genre, whatever your level of experience.

A set of random concepts will push your imagination in different directions, by suggesting juxtapositions you hadn’t thought of before, providing a surprising motive for a character’s behaviour, or maybe introducing a type of sex act that wouldn’t otherwise have occurred to you.

The charts in this book relate to characteristics, locations, plot twists and different desires. All you need to get them working for you is pen, paper and a single six-sided die.

Dicewriting is a writing prompts method you can use on your own, or incorporate into a session with a writing group. What happens next is up to you – and the dice.

Mastering the Beast (Taming the Beast #3) by Tina Donahue (@tinadonahue)

by Lucy Felthouse | Jun 15, 2018 | Guest Bloggers | 1 Comment

Series Blurb:

Magic has never been as sexy or as fun. In New Orleans’ French Quarter From Crud to Stud is the makeover service for supernatural beings who want to tame their beasts so they can date mortal babes. Owned by a half-witch and staffed by a good fairy, a reformed female demon, and a voodoo priestess—among others—the place is always hopping. There’s moonlight therapy for weres, aversion therapy to keep vamps from sinking their fangs in anyone’s neck, and no end of spells, potions, and treatments. These ladies definitely put the boys through their paces. But it’s not all work as they search for their one true love. Their journeys aren’t easy, but they’re definitely magical.

Mastering the Beast Blurb:

Surrendering is the only option she desires…

No one believes that under the tough attitude and schoolgirl fashion sense, reformed demon Zoe burns for a man, love and sex. She keeps those urges on ice and well hidden. She sold her soul for a guy once, and all it got her was a one-way ticket to Hell.

Her job, keeping supernatural creatures in line at From Crud to Stud, is all work and no play. Until she’s saddled with a trio of new enforcers who ooze so much sexual heat she’s afraid to be on the same planet with them.

Stefin, Anatol, and Taro try to contain their laughter as their adorable new boss tries to lay down the law. Apparently, no one told her they don’t take orders. They give them. And they’re determined to smooth her rough edges and tame her beast with acts so wanton they’ll make her scream—for more.

Talk about all hell breaking loose. Surrender won’t come easily, but given their devilish charm and her aching need, her journey to submission is one done deal.

Warning:

Contains an unholy trio of demons who don’t like to take turns. Break room…snacking. After-hours…training sessions. In other words, a sensual ride on the pleasure express. Features m/f/m/m sex in every flavor except vanilla. Bring. It. On.

Buy now: Totally Bound | Amazon UK | Amazon US

*****

Excerpt:

Footfalls rang in the hall.

Three guys strode into Becca’s office, their movements fluid and assured. Each looked thirty or so, in mortal years, and had dressed in black, their shirts silk, their boots and pants elegant, like bouncers wear at an elite club.

No one was dancing in here, especially Zoe.

A faint sulfur scent emanated from the unholy trio. Flames flared briefly in their eyes.

Demons. The trouble she’d sensed earlier.

She froze, too stunned to move or speak.

The guy in the middle was easily six-three and nicely muscular, his blond hair shoulder-length. His rough good looks, bronze complexion and stubble put the va-va-voom in virile. Sin filled his light gray eyes, his mood dangerous and predatory.

Her belly fluttered.

He winked.

Disquiet and lust rolled through Zoe. Her legs went watery.

The guy on the right proved equally tall and powerfully built. Beautiful, he had rich-chocolate skin, dark eyes and long hair worn in dreadlocks.

Those babies would feel awesome gliding across her naked boobs and thighs—until he screwed her over like every other male had done.

She steeled herself against his allure.

He smiled.

A freaking dimple dented his right cheek, his grin an unusual combination of boyish mischief and raw sensuality.

Her pussy creamed.

Hot didn’t begin to describe the last guy’s masculine features, deep-blue eyes and thick auburn hair. Those wavy locks trailed past his ears and curled on his neck. His stubble called to everything female within Zoe, as did his height, big body and the assured way he regarded her.

The guys’ enticing sulfur odor enhanced their musky scents, making the mixture wanton and unashamed. Their impressive cocks pushed against their flies.

She bet each of their rods jutted from blond, black or auburn curls.

The room spun.

“Guys.” Becca lifted her reddish eyebrows. “This is Zoe.”

The introduction seemed to come from far away, Becca’s voice muted by the ringing in Zoe’s ears. She tried to respond but only managed an odd noise, part grunt, mostly a groan.

Becca edged closer. “Zoe, this is Anatol.” She gestured to the black hunk with the dimple. “Stefin.” The blond god in the middle winked again. “And Taro.” The blue-eyed hottie regarded her intensely. “They’re our new enforcers.”

Each looked in charge already, their stances saying they wouldn’t budge one damn inch for anyone, especially a female demon.

Becca offered a nervous smile. “You’ll be working with them from now on.”

Working with or for, as in taking orders, yearning helplessly then losing out as she had with the last man in her life?

Like hell.