My Sexy Saturday #116 – Travelling alone hadn’t been the original plan. #MySexySaturday

My Sexy Saturday

Welcome back to My Sexy Saturday! This is where writers post either 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from their published work or work in progress. I’m sharing another snippet from my recently released M/F erotic romance novella, City Nights: One Night in Budapest. Enjoy! This will probably be my last week sharing from this book, before I move onto something new.

City Nights: One Night in BudapestAnd the beautiful city had been more than enough of a distraction, in any case.

Fortunately, she spotted a table tucked away at the back, and made for it. Taking the seat beside the window, she returned her attention to the view. Peering up at Buda Castle, perched imposingly on the hill, the funicular railway carrying people up and down the steep incline, she looked forward to seeing the building when it was full dark. Not just the castle, but also the citadel atop Gellert Hill, the Gellert Spa, the Fishermen’s Bastion, and, of course, the Hungarian Parliament building.

In spite of the stunning view, she sighed. Travelling alone hadn’t been the original plan.

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Happy Reading,

Lucy x

Mid Week Tease: After all, the menu also listed Sex on the Beach… #MWTease

MWTease15Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! Here’s another snippet from my M/F erotic romance novella, City Nights: One Night in Budapest. I hope you enjoy it! This will probably be my last post from this book before I move onto something new.

One Night in Budapest“Yes, thank you,” he replied, and held a small notepad and pen aloft. “I have come to take your drinks order.”

“Oh!” Bloody hell—she’d been so intent on sightseeing that she’d completely forgotten to look at the menu on the table. “I’m so sorry, but I haven’t looked yet. Do you want to come back in a minute?”

He shrugged. “I believe everyone else’s orders have been taken, so I can wait while you look at the cocktail list.”

“All right.” She flashed an apologetic smile and snatched up the menu. Skimming through until she spotted something she liked the sound of, she said, “I’ll have a Woo Woo, please.”

A little heat infused her cheeks at asking for something that sounded so utterly ridiculous, but Emil didn’t seem to notice. He was probably used to worse. After all, the menu also listed Sex on the Beach, Blow Job, Screaming Orgasm, Quick Fuck and Slippery Nipple as options. Woo Woo was nothing in comparison. She herself shouldn’t be quite so sensitive to the daft names—after all, she spent enough time out on the town with her university friends, who often sipped on cocktails, screaming with laughter as they told each other what they’d got. Hermione usually had drinks with non-embarrassing names —asking for a bottle of cider was no problem at all, even when stone-cold sober.

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New Release! Hearts & Handcuffs: Romantic Kink by Lisabet Sarai (@lisabetsarai)

Hearts and HandcuffsComplementary Fantasies

Why do I find BDSM exciting, to write and to read? It is not, primarily, the taboo nature of the topic. It’s not because I think that restraint or pain is pleasurable or sexy per se—though paradoxically, it might feel that way at the time. Rather, I’m drawn to relationships involving dominance and submission because of the way the desires of the top and the bottom interlock, like pieces of a puzzle.

The sub aches to relinquishes control to her master. She holds nothing back. She bares not only her body but her doubts, her fears, her secret fantasies. She lets down all her barriers, trusting her Dom to takes responsibility for her pleasure and safety.

Meanwhile, the dominant wants nothing more than to take that control when it’s offered.  He (or she) can exercise his will over his sub, do anything that pleases him, knowing that his actions also excite and satisfy her—because his pleasure makes her surrender more complete.

I love writing stories where everyone gets what he or she wants. Like the ones in this collection!

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X Rated Excerpt  (from  “Spank Me Again, Stranger”)

Jake retrieved her shoe. She remained there, unresisting, while he slipped her foot back into the sandal and tightened the strap. “Happy Birthday, Audra! You took that like a trouper.” His lips brushed hers for a moment, but were gone so swiftly she thought she might have imagined the gesture. “Everyone, let’s give our birthday girl a big hand…”

Audra stumbled off the stage and pushed her way through the cheering crowd. The pressure in her swollen pussy and the ache in her punished ass were her only realities. She had to get away, find some privacy, give herself some relief.

The ladies’ room was outside, behind the building. Audra followed the signs. She practically burst into tears when she found the one-person facility was occupied.

She couldn’t wait. Slipping into the shadows, she crumpled her skirt to her waist and yanked her panties down to her knees. The fabric scraped over her pummeled ass. Damn him! She wouldn’t be able to sit down for days. The perverse thought just made her hornier.

Spreading her thighs wide, she plunged two fingers into her slick hole while settling her thumb against her clit. Pleasure arced up her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut. “Yes…” she hissed. “Oh, yeah…”

She was on the brink already—right where that bastard had left her. Her clit spiked up, engorged and hungry. She worried it back and forth, rubbing furiously. No time for teasing. She needed to come, right now.

Her climax gathered, winding tighter, drawing closer but still out of reach. The wail of a bass guitar leaked into the night as someone opened the door of bar. He was in there, playing his music as if nothing had happened, while she pinched her clit and ground her fist into her cunt like a maniac. Damn him, she’d make him pay, she’d make him…

“Let me do that.” A massive man-shaped silhouette blocked out the stars.

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Blurb

Kink can be life-changing, cathartic, a spiritual experience. Sometimes, though, it’s just plain fun—particularly when your partner is someone special. Hearts & Handcuffs presents the lighter side of BDSM—the naughty joy to be found in exploring your pervy fantasies with someone whose desires complement your own—in six sizzling short stories that showcase Lisabet Sarai’s famously sexy prose.

In “Spank-o-gram”, a grumpy birthday boy receives an unexpected gift from his distant lover. “Wired” shows the extremes a woman will go to in order to get the attention of the man she wants. A neglected and frustrated slave turns the tables on her master in “Domestic Goddess”. In “Spank Me Again, Stranger”, a city gal learns how they celebrate birthdays out in ranch country. A case of mistaken identity leads to a dream come true in “Routine Maintenance”. The title tale “Hearts and Handcuffs” is a Valentine’s Day role playing romp, complete with costumes.

Open the cover, dive into Lisabet Sarai’s imagination—the ultimate aphrodisiac—and savor these gems of romantic kink.

Buy Links

Amazon  US – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01FE2ADB4/

Amazon UK –  https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01FE2ADB4/

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B&N: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/hearts-handcuffs-lisabet-sarai/1123779304?ean=2940153012407

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/hearts-handcuffs-romantic-kink

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/30164967-hearts-handcuffs

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lisabetFaceAbout Lisabet

Lisabet Sarai writes in many genres, but BDSM will always be her first love. Her debut novel Raw Silk  has become a kink classic, and her recent genre-busting BDSM erotic romance The Gazillionaire and the Virgin  has been praised as “realistic D/s with hot as hell kinky sex”.

You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads and finally, on Twitter.

She’s Got It All by @JewelQuinlan Now Available in #Audiobook #ContemporaryRomance

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Blurb:

She’s living her dream, not knowing she’s stolen someone else’s…

For Kayla Cross, getting a job as a DJ at legendary club Grace in Ibiza is a dream come true. It’s what she has worked for her entire life. Even if she had to do it behind her parents’ back, like a dirty secret—then and now. She left everything behind in order to give it her all, and she finds it’s going to take far more than the level of confidence she has in order to pull it off.

Lex Granger thought the job was his. But it wasn’t. And not getting the DJ job means another season of bartending, and watching longingly as others play on stage. When his boss orders him to make Kayla feel at home, he almost rebels. But his need to pay bills wins over his emotions. He resents his competition but can’t help being affected by her sunny disposition, talent, and long, lean form. Walking the line between admiration and envy can be agony…

 

Where you can buy it

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Listening Time:  4 hrs 55 mn

Narrated By:  Melissa Moran

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Excerpt:

Kayla had seamlessly taken control of the sound system a few minutes ago and the stuff she had been playing was good, better than the typical pre-recorded shit. But what caught his attention now was the sound of her voice. She was singing into the mic on her headset. Not lyrics but a beautiful stream of notes that seemed to flutter from her gut up to her vocal cords in a lilting sound that was captivating.

The notes she sang rose and fell, exotic and mysterious with the intriguing underlying beat. Her voice called, it drew…and soon women rose from their seats to the small dance area to move and sway with the music, and the men followed them. The same people who had been oblivious of the music a moment before as they’d smoked and talked were now giving their full attention to Kayla.

It wasn’t just the music that mesmerized them; it was Kayla herself. She was a vision. Her blonde hair gleamed under the lights, and her shoulders and hips writhed in a sexy dance, and all the while she continued to turn knobs and flip switches to make the music she sang to. She was absorbed in it and having a great time. Sometimes her hair flicked when she gyrated, as if in punctuation to her movements. Combined with the sound of her voice, she was like a beacon—the song of an angel caressing and drawing everyone in. It was like nothing he’d ever heard before.

Hola!” said a man in an aggressive tone, waving a one hundred Euro bill. “Can we get ten shots of Patrón?”

“Of course. Right away, friend.” Lex focused back in on his job.

It was awhile before he could come back up for air. But when he did, he noticed that the space was packed with bodies dancing to the music Kayla played. And, although she was keeping it mellow as instructed, it was the biggest crowd he’d ever seen on the terrace during the day. Security continuously went through, trying to keep key paths clear.

Hands holding cell phones were up in the air, outstretched toward her, as they took pictures and videos. Through it all, she wore the brightest smile he’d ever seen, occasionally lifting one hand to press the earphones closer. She changed the tempo to a faster beat and the crowd responded with cheers. She bounced up and down in joy, hand waving above her head with exhilaration, and the people lifted and pumped their fists in mimicry.

She was every bit as good as any DJ they’d had before and more. She was the embodiment of everything he thought he would have experienced and felt had it been him on the stage. Somehow, she caught him watching, and gave him a cheery wave. Embarrassed, he waved awkwardly back, and then pulled his eyes back down to the bar. And, even though he could acknowledge that Rick had been right, that she was good, he couldn’t help feeling the tiny nugget of palpable distaste lodged deep in his chest.

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About the author, Jewel Quinlan:

Restless by nature, Jewel Quinlan is an avid traveler and has visited 16 countries so far. Lover of ice cream, beer and red wine she tries to stay fit when she’s not typing madly on her computer concocting another tale. In her spare time she likes to do yoga, hike, learn German and play with her spoiled Chihuahua; Penny. It is Penny’s mission in life to keep Jewel from the keyboard. But, with the help of dog-chew-making-companies, Jewel has been able to distract her canine companion and continues to get thousands of words on the page for your enjoyment.

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My Sexy Saturday #115 – “I would absolutely like to take you up on your offer.” #MySexySaturday

My Sexy Saturday

Welcome back to My Sexy Saturday! This is where writers post either 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from their published work or work in progress. I’m sharing another snippet from my recently released M/F erotic romance novella, City Nights: One Night in Budapest. Enjoy!

City Nights: One Night in Budapest“Thank you,” Hermione said, glancing at the man’s name badge. “Emil. I would absolutely like to take you up on your offer.”

He smiled, and she returned the gesture, only allowing the grimace to take over her face once she was out of his view. She was glad of any language barriers at that moment—hopefully it had prevented Emil recognising the blatant double entendre in her words, inadvertent though it had been.

As she emerged into the main space of the tour boat, she worried there wasn’t enough room for her and she might have to share a table with someone else. Not that it would be the end of the world, but over the past couple of days in the Hungarian capital, she’d become accustomed to her own company, even begun enjoying it.

Buy your copy of One Night in Budapest here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/city-nights-one-night-budapest/

Add to Goodreads here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/29345184-one-night-in-budapest

Please use the list below to head on over to the other blogs participating in My Sexy Saturday, and don’t forget to leave us all comments, we love ’em!

Happy Reading,

Lucy x