Another Ellora’s Cave Rebate on All Romance eBooks for Bargain Hunters!

Hi everyone,

Wow, it seems like every other week there’s an offer on at All Romance eBooks, but I’m not complaining. I love to bag a bargain! 😉

From now until the end of August, you can get a 25% rebate on all Ellora’s Cave titles at All Romance eBooks!

That includes:

Pack of LiesPack of Lies (just released!)

Illicit Relations

Mean Girls

A Taste of London

A Taste of Paris

A Taste of Rome

Grand Slam – co-authored with Lily Harlem

Sweet Spot

So, what are you waiting for? Load up your eReader with lots of erotica and erotic romance to ensure a long, hot summer 😉

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

Sunday Snog – Pack of Lies

Sunday Snog

Pack of LiesIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! This week, I’m sharing another sexy snog from Pack of Lies. This time, older brother Matthew is getting some action. Enjoy 😉

“I do like man who’s prepared,” came a voice.

Grinning up at Sally, he said, “What can I say? I’m a responsible type of chap.”

Moving past him and unlocking the door, she ushered him in. “Not too responsible, I hope.” She winked, then turned and closed the door.

“No.” Shoving his wallet hurriedly back into his pocket, he spun her around and backed her up against the wall. Bringing his face up close to hers, Matthew breathed, “Not too responsible.”

Just before he closed the gap between them, Sally gasped, “Ooh, good.”

Shutting his eyes and slanting his mouth over hers, Matthew had to concentrate hard on not coming on too strong or rough. It had been a while and he didn’t want to make Sally regret inviting him into her bed. Well she hadn’t invited him into her bed, exactly. Just a bed, and his own hadn’t been an option in case Isaac had come home.

As he put his hands on her hips, she arched her back and wrapped her arms around his neck, moving eagerly into his embrace. Matthew marveled at how warm she was, how responsive. And how damn sexy. Slipping his tongue between her lips, he sought out hers, tangling them together in an erotic, needy, toe-curling French kiss. He could taste the white wine she’d drunk and he guessed she could probably taste the whisky he’d had. It was a heady mixture that quickly pushed them higher into bliss, into a more heated, passionate clinch, one that had them gasping for air in no time at all.

Her breasts squished against his chest, and in return his rigid cock pressed insistently against her stomach. Twisting her face away from his, she said breathlessly, “Fuck. I think we’d better hurry and get upstairs before we end up doing it right against this damn wall.”

Matthew’s cock twitched—he had no problem at all with fucking her up against the wall, but she was right. Going to bed was a much better option, one that would give him the luxury of undressing her, drinking in the sight of her body, then exploring it with his hands, mouth and finally his dick. He could hardly wait.

You can get your hands on Pack of Lies here.

Add it to your Goodreads shelves: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22756241-pack-of-lies

Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!

My Sexy Saturday #35 – A Sexy Carriage Ride #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, sticking to the week’s theme. This week’s theme is a sexy carriage ride. I’m sharing an excerpt from my brand new paranormal erotic romance novel, Pack of Lies, which released last Friday! It’s not a historical romance, exactly, but it does have a lot of historical elements.

“Good.” Standing, Aaron stepped next to Isaac’s chair and held out a hand. “Come on then. I won’t bite. Unless you ask me nicely.” Wiggling his eyebrows, he let out a bark of laughter.

“That’s all right then. I’ll be sure not to ask!” Taking the other man’s hand, Isaac stood and followed him over to the large bed, kicking his shoes off en route when he saw Aaron do the same.

Once they reached their destination, Aaron turned and looked at Isaac, for once appearing a little shy. “I’m happy to top or bottom. What about you? And I have lube and condoms.”

“I’m happy with either too. It’s been a while, so taking it in turns sounds good to me. And excellent news on the lube and condoms. I think we’re probably going to need plenty of both.”

With that, Isaac took a firm hold of the courage he’d managed to screw up and stepped even closer to his soon-to-be lover. They were the same height, more or less, so all he had to do was lean forward, slip a hand behind Aaron’s neck and pull him in for a kiss. It appeared that Aaron hadn’t shaved since that morning, or possibly the night before, and their considerable stubble scratched together, the sound and sensation sending thrills through Isaac’s body. Their lips pressed harder against each other, tentative yet curious, gentle but needy.

Suddenly Aaron’s hands came down and cupped Isaac’s buttocks through his jeans and pulled him close. Now their crotches were mashed together, two rapidly hardening cocks aching to be touched, pleasured, given release. The act ramped up their passion considerably and their relatively gentle kiss quickly turned into something much more desperate, feral.

The last thought that went through Isaac’s mind before he was lost to arousal was that it was going to be a long, hot night.

You can buy Pack of Lies here.

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


More Goodness from Jorja Lovett (@jorjalovett)

Thanks for having me here today. I have so much to share with you! From Aug 15th my little cougar romance, First Floor: Cosmetics, goes on general release. This is the second book in The Department Store series.

First Floor CosmeticsBlurb:

Take one younger man, add some illicit outdoor sex, and Maggie Fenton is inclined to forget she’s the oldest cosmetics girl at Kelsey’s Department Store.

From the outside, it looks as though Maggie Fenton has it all. The glamorous head of the cosmetics department lives a life of luxury, but money definitely hasn’t bought her happiness. In reality, she’s married to a serial cheat who has made her life a misery for over a decade. With her husband chasing younger women, and her teenage co-workers’ catty comments ringing in her ears, Maggie’s resigned herself to being on the scrap heap. Until Jonah Hamilton puts temptation in her way and reminds her she’s still a red-blooded woman.

Commitment is a four letter word as far as Jonah is concerned. He has no intention of settling down when he has the whole world at his feet. The only reason he takes a summer job at Kelsey’s is to fund his travels. Well, that, and the sexy older woman he can’t help flirting with over the makeup counter. Maggie soon becomes a good friend and someone who shows him how good love can be.

The chemistry between them is undeniable but is a fling enough to satisfy their desires, or is it simply the start of something bigger?

 

Excerpt

Jonah blinked as Maggie disappeared out of the door faster than an alcoholic to a free bar. Her husband had really done a number on her for her to have such low confidence. Her self-esteem was so fragile, one joke had shattered it to smithereens. He couldn’t let her leave like that, thinking such despicable thoughts about herself. And him.

He left the rest of his pint to give chase. He didn’t know why it mattered so much that someone he hardly knew was upset, but he didn’t want to part with her on bad terms.

I’m such a dick.

He dodged through the crowd, cursing himself. Any other sober, conscious of other people’s feelings dumbass would’ve realized she needed that reassurance her husband couldn’t give her. Instead, he’d laughed, convinced that the funny, warm, gorgeous woman with him would realize how daft she was being. Perhaps he’d been too cautious about letting his true thoughts about her be known.

All he’d done was to confirm her suspicions that she was nothing more than a has-been, when, in his experience, she was the most grounded, deeper than a fish pond, natural goddess he’d met in a long time.

He barged the heavy wooden doors open to see the smokers gathered outside in the last of the evening sun. With no sign of Maggie, he knew he’d blown it. Away from the cloud of smoke clogging his lungs, he scanned up and down Great Victoria Street. Among the student crowd, the young professionals and the theater-goers, he spotted her hot-footing it away, dabbing her eyes with a tissue.

Shit!

He sprinted after her, not really caring who he knocked out of his path, but apologizing anyway. “Excuse me. Sorry. Move!”

Her steps slowed as she approached the traffic lights, giving him time to cover the distance between them. Before she could put her foot out onto the road, he grabbed her elbow and yanked her back.

“What the hell?” She stiffened, probably ready to batter her assailant with the handbag she was gripping like a deadly weapon. Only when she saw his face did she stop resisting.

With grim determination, he pulled her back the way she had come, not saying a word.

“Jonah? What’s going on? I need to go home.” The tone of her voice varied from loud, outright panic to quiet resignation. It only succeeded in driving him on in his quest.

When they reached the pub again, he dodged down the alleyway at the side. They didn’t need an audience. He pushed Maggie up against the wall, careful not to hurt her, but with enough force to stop her running again. He caged her between his body and the brick building. As she worried her bottom lip with her teeth, Jonah leaned down to catch it and draw it back out. She was soft and pliant, and her gentle scent intoxicated him further.

With a point to prove, he kissed her hard, plunging his tongue into her mouth to taste her sweetness and claim it for himself. Ordinarily, such an audacious move might’ve deserved a slap or a knee to the balls. Either would’ve been worth it. Instead, she went limp beneath him, submitting immediately.

Whoa!

He stepped back. “That is how you make me feel. How you should be kissed.”

Christ, the way she had responded to it made it a double sin that someone didn’t do that to her frequently.

Maggie stared back at him, her brow furrowed and her kiss-swollen lips parted and waiting. Beer or no beer, a certain part of his anatomy sat up to say hello.

Both he and Maggie stared silently at one another. Deep down Jonah knew he should be the one to walk away this time. He’d made his point. She was attractive and he fancied her. She could file that away for future reference the next time her husband went MIA. Jonah lingered on her moist lips a while longer.

“Do it again,” he could have sworn she said.

Buy Links: Totally Bound, Amazon, All Romance

 

 

AND

My erotic, Egyptian fantasy, Pyramid of Passion, will also be available for early download at Totally Bound.

Pyramid of PassionBlurb:

Rosie Carter can’t decide—should she act on her feelings for her real-life co-worker or lose herself in the fantasy of her Ancient Egyptian lover?

Rosie Carter’s cleaning job at the museum is far from boring. She starts her night shift by finding the security guard, Nick, screwing a redhead in the office. Running from her attraction to him, she distracts herself with the newly acquired Ancient Egyptian exhibit.

The Gold of Valor catches her eye—a pendant bestowed on the Pharaoh’s soldier, Edifu. Its mystical powers transport her into the bedroom of the man himself, who thinks she’s a gift from the gods and worships her with his mouth, his tongue…

When Rosie wakes up back home she thinks it’s all been an incredibly erotic dream. Until it happens again. She rediscovers the joy of sex and a newfound confidence with her hunky warrior, but she’s caught between her fantasy life and reality. When co-worker Nick starts to show his true feelings toward her, Rosie has to decide what it is she really wants.

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Letters to a War Zone Needs Your Votes!

Letters to a War ZoneHi everyone,

My M/M military erotic romance novella, Letters to a War Zone, is part of Lolly Tova’s cover poll this month, and it really needs your votes.

If you’d like to vote for this beautiful cover, designed by the fantastic Posh Gosh, go here. It’ll only take a couple of seconds to vote, and you’ll have my undying gratitude.

Voting closes on the 31st August.

Thanks so much!

Lucy x

Mid Week Tease: “You’re pierced.” #MWTease

MidWeekTease2Hi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease. This week I’m sharing a tease from Pack of Lies, my paranormal erotic romance novel, which released from Ellora’s Cave on Friday. I’m so excited about this one, and hope you will be, too! 🙂

Pack of LiesCrawling down the bed, Isaac settled between Nathaniel’s thighs, having another long, lingering look at the beautiful man in front of him. Then he reached out a tentative hand and grasped Nathaniel’s cock, which was long and thick but in perfect proportion with the rest of him and surrounded by closely trimmed pubic hair. It was then he noticed something which made him stop dead.

“Fuuuck!” he said, leaning in to get a closer look. “You’re pierced.”

Nathaniel’s grin was wide, wicked. “Yeah. Got a problem with that?”

“Christ, no. I’ve never seen one in real life before. It’s fucking hot.” With his free hand he reached for his own cock, giving it a couple of pumps just to relieve a little pressure. Then, having gazed at the silver bar that decorated the tip of Nathaniel’s dick for long enough, he lowered his head to see how it tasted.

Sticking out his tongue, he ran it over the metal, surprised that it was warm. Not as warm as Nathaniel’s skin, but not cold as he’d expected. A thrill ran through him as he realized that not only was he about to suck the cock of the most gorgeous man he’d ever met, but that he was experiencing something totally new—a rarity in someone his age. The slight taste of the metal was quickly overshadowed by the slick of precum that hit his taste buds, then the musk of Nathaniel’s skin. The combination made his mouth water and he immediately sank farther down the other man’s shaft, closing his lips around it, ready to create some suction.

You can get your copy of Pack of Lies here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/pack-of-lies/

And add it to your Goodreads shelves here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22756241-pack-of-lies

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