Dungeon Crawl #13 #dungeoncrawl

by | May 28, 2014 | | 1 Comment

candles-600pxWelcome to the Dungeon Crawl. Each Wednesday, writers of BDSM will be sharing snippets from their work, and folks will be crawling round to each of them and enjoying, and hopefully adding lots of cool books to their to be read lists.

This will probably be my last week sharing from Stately Pleasures for a while. From next week, I’ll be sharing from Grand Slam to get you in the mood for my next Raw Talent book, Sweet Spot. Don’t forget to scroll down when you’re done reading and go and check out the other blogs on the hop. Happy crawling!

However, it seemed Jeremy and Ethan had other plans. They walked up to her, side by side. Jeremy reached into his pocket and pulled something long and dark out of it and handed it to Ethan. Alice thought it looked like a scarf. She didn’t have to wait long to find out. Jeremy pulled another long, dark item from his pocket; as if they were synchronised, the men knelt down, grabbed one of Alice’s arms each, and tied her wrists to the back of the chair. They then stood and took a step back to examine their handiwork. She was now pulled tight back against the chair, and she could clasp her hands together. So she did. She suspected it might help her deal with what was going to happen next.

Because she knew this was challenge number two. It had been a while since she’d looked at the list, so she couldn’t remember all the details, but she did know that this task wouldn’t be quite as painful as the previous one. Though given the way the sharp angles of the chair were digging into her, she was beginning to think it was pretty close. It was certainly going to be no walk in the park.

She felt a tug at her bonds to make sure they were secure, then heard Ethan’s voice behind her. ‘You remember the idea of this task, don’t you? You’re tied to this chair, and Jeremy and I will be playing with you however we wish. You are forbidden to come, and if you start to move around too much or don’t do as you’re told, we’ll tie up your legs too.’

Want more? Grab your copy of Stately Pleasures here.


City Nights: One Night in Boise by Troy Lambert (@authortroy)

by | May 27, 2014 | | 0 Comments

Hi everyone,

I’m delighted to showcase this new release from Troy Lambert – City Nights: One Night in Boise. This is the first book in the City Nights series – and in a month, the second will be released, which is mine… One Night in Paris.

One Night in BoiseHere’s the skinny on Boise:

Detective Derek Marshek and his wife Cheri like to play games. It’s not that they don’t have a great sex life, but Cheri came up with the idea to keep things even spicier. Suddenly, events at the Seven Bells Motel reveal she may have had other motives.

Their son Alex, now in college and seeking to escape the shadow of his father has a new girlfriend. In their efforts to find privacy, he is drawn back into his parents’ lives, and sees a new side of Susie. Could she be the one?

On this night in Boise, will lives be ruined, hearts be broken? One thing is certain. It’s a dangerous game they all play.

Available from:
Amazon UK
Amazon US
Smashwords

Coming soon to all other good eBook retailers.

So, what are you waiting for? Check out this excellent erotic romance/thriller novella. I recommend it 🙂

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

Sunday Snog – Sweet Spot

by | May 25, 2014 | | 0 Comments

Sunday Snog

Sweet SpotIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! Last week I shared my first snog from Sweet Spot, my f/f erotic romance novella which is part of the Raw Talent series. It’s due for release on the 18th June, and is up for pre-order now. This week’s snog follows on directly from last week’s.

Spoiled for choice, I knew I had to make a decision fast, before I ruined this seriously sexy Sapphic moment. Finally, my brain kicked in and I remembered that, given I had two hands, I could do two of those things. Seriously, what was it about this woman that made me into a brainless idiot? Shifting one hand up her body, I slotted it beneath the thick mane of wet hair that hung down her back and grabbed her neck, pulling her mouth harder onto mine. We groaned together, the sound nearly lost in each other and the hot water that still poured onto us.

I sneaked my free hand eagerly downward, spreading my fingers wide, ready to grab that gorgeous flesh. When I finally did, I thought I might expire with pleasure. The bum I’d spent a great deal of time checking out was amazing. Firm and yet not too hard, still deliciously feminine and eminently squeezable. I wanted to bury my face between those cheeks and explore.

I told myself that there was no rush. She’d said this wasn’t just about sex, which implied this wouldn’t be a one-off, wouldn’t be a sole incident that I’d relive again and again while I laid in bed, my hand crammed between my thighs. I hoped more than anything that she meant it, meant that she didn’t just want me for sex. Though even if that weren’t the case, it was shaping up to be a spectacular first and last time.

Growing braver, I shifted the hand that was on Nadia’s buttock into her crack, delving between those perfect globes in search of the prize. The hot, slick, prize. And God, was it hot and slick. There was no denying her arousal—my fingertips were immediately coated in her juices and I wanted more than anything to put them in my mouth and taste her. But that would mean breaking the kiss. Later—I could taste her later.

You can get your hands on Sweet Spot here.

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

Her Secret Past by Victoria Blisse (@victoriablisse)

by | May 22, 2014 | | 0 Comments

Her Secret PastTotally Bound Exclusive release: 16thMay

General release: 13th June.

A past she wants to forget, a secret that will change everything and a hunky guy who should have known better.

It’s no secret that Katrina Quinn has been caught having an affair with her hunky co-star. Hounded by the press she has escaped to Yorkshire, England and the remote seclusion of Copse Cottage. It’s a house packed full of junk and memories—far too much for one woman to handle.

For odd job man Ryan Taylor, being hired to clear clutter while ogling one of Hollywood’s hottest stars seems like easy money. A good way to escape his jealous, drunken girlfriend, Eve, who seems intent on making his life a misery. But Copse Cottage is haunted with his happy past, stirring anew his longing for the girl he used to call the best in the world.

A stolen beat-up suitcase is going to change everything—secrets will be revealed, hearts will be broken all over again and the biggest mystery of all will finally be answered.

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of domestic violence and bullying.

 

View the book trailer here:

http://victoriablisse.co.uk/blog/her-secret-past-video-trailer

 

Excerpt:

At first I really did think I was hallucinating. There was probably more alcohol in my blood than was really wise for a man driving and planning a lot of heavy lifting for the day. But she didn’t move, she was still there after I blinked a few times and pushed my trolley closer.

“No way, it can’t be,” I exclaimed.

She looked up, startling blue eyes staring fixedly at me.

“Dear God, it is, it really is. Oh, I’m so sorry, I’m babbling but I can’t believe you’re here!”

A teenaged Belieber had nothing on me. I was in complete fandom meltdown.

“It is you, isn’t it? You’re Katrina Quinn, aren’t you?”

She nodded hesitantly.

“Well, bugger me. I can’t believe it. What on earth are you doing here?” I asked, mouth agog.

She didn’t answer, just stared at me and I just babbled on.

“Of course, you don’t want to tell me, it’s none of my business. Sorry, sorry. I’m just so surprised. Now, look, I’m sure you’re fed up with this kind of thing, but could I get your autograph?”

I patted my pockets, pulled out a trusty business card and a pen.

“Can you sign it to Ryan, please? That’d be cool. I don’t suppose I could have a photo with you…”

Her fingers brushed mine as I passed her the pen, and I felt like a deflating balloon, out of control and violently shrinking. Well, apart from one particular part of my body. Dear God, her touch was potent.

“No, no photo,” she stuttered.

“Of course, no worries, just thought it was worth asking, you know, to prove I’ve really met you.”

She wasn’t very talkative but that didn’t bother me. I was babbling enough myself to keep up her end of the conversation too.

“I can’t be seen in a photo with you,” she exclaimed, rudely.

“No, fair enough, fair enough.” It was incredibly early in the morning, no wonder she was blunt.

“There you go.” She pressed the card back into my hand.

Her skin was so soft and pale, her fingers warm and dainty. I imagined them around my cock for a moment then shook myself from the fantasy.

“Thanks so much.” I couldn’t meet her eye—my cock was so hard and my mind so filled with wanting to fuck her I was scared of letting her see what a pervert I was. “Really, this is awesome. I better let you get on with your shopping.”

“Yes, thanks, Ryan. Have a nice day.” Her accent was heavily American, which surprised me. I knew she’d lived in the US for a good long while but I’d imagined a Yorkshire accent would take a lot of losing!

“Thanks and bye.” I waved like a complete idiot.

She waved back and I walked away. Looking over my shoulder I noticed she was taller than I’d imagined. Her curves were no less attractive, though. Especially her arse, which was perfectly cupped in a pair of faded jeans. What I’d give to do the cupping…

 

Pick Her Secret Past up from Totally Bound with exclusive extras including a whole extra chapter! https://www.totallybound.com/her-secret-past

The Three Thieves and The Dom by Elyzabeth M. Valey (@ElyzabethVaLey)

by | May 21, 2014 | | 5 Comments

Greetings lovelies! Today I´m here to present my latest novel The Three Thieves and The Dom, book 3 in The Witches’ Mischief Series.

Do you like fairy tales? This series is a collection of Fairy Tales turned Naughty. Book one, The Golden Cock was inspired by The Golden Goose, Book 2, Blind Beauty, was loosely based on The Ugly Duckling and the latest addition, The Three Thieves and The Dom is based on The Three Little Pigs.

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Though each novel can be read as a standalone, you will find that there are two recurring characters: Soussanna and Morgana, the witches.

For centuries Soussanna Wiles has created strife in the world, but her powers have unleashed a force that can only be contained with the help of another: her daughter, Morgana. Now, the darkness is coming and the women must unite forces to fight against it with the strongest magic ever known: love.

But will it be too late?

 

 

The Three Thieves and the DomBlurb:

The Three Thieves and The Dom

(The Witches’ Mischief, 3)

Conall Dougal, infamous rake, wakes up one morning to find his most precious possessions have been stolen by the women he loves. Devastated, he goes in their search determined to find them and extract the truth from them in any way possible.

Penelope, Isidora, and Grace are on the run. They’ve committed a crime and left behind the man they love. Presumably safe, they are stunned when he turns up ready to claim them back and discover the truth.

But, what is the truth? And will Conall’s special kind of coaxing make them speak?

Be Warned: menage sex (MFFF), f/f sex, BDSM, sex toys, spanking, forced seduction

 

Available at

Amazon.com|| Amazon. Uk|| Evernight Publishing ||  All Romance Ebooks || Bookstrand

Add it to your Goodreads shelf

 

Excerpt:

“Do you remember our first time together, little angel?”

“Yes, Master Conall.”

“Were you frightened then?”

She shook her head. “No sir, I was excited.”

Conall leaned into her, brushing his lips against her neck and causing goose bumps to rise on her flesh. “I was too.” He breathed in deeply, as if committing her fragrance to memory. His tongue swirled around the outer shell of her ear and she arched her body into his.

“So responsive, always so responsive. I want to fuck you, Gracie. Hard and fast because I want to punish your pussy for leaving me bereft.”

Grace moaned. The loud sound echoed in her ears. Panicked, she pushed him, desperate to escape from the clutches he had on her heart and soul. With ease, Conall captured her hands in his, binding her with his strength. Grace panted.  Liquid coated her pussy as her gaze found his.

“You want it too,” he said. “Are you wet?”

Grace swallowed. She couldn’t lie to him, but she could choose not to answer.

Conall smirked. “I know you are, angel.” Slowly, he lowered her hands and pressed them against his groin. Instinctively, she curled her fingers around his hard length. Conall groaned. “You want this as bad as I do.”

“No. I can’t.” Grace forced her hands away from his erection. A growl-like sound burst through his lips, catching her off guard. Grace yelped as he pulled her hair, sharply drawing her head back.

“Cannot or will not?” His passion-filled gaze flitted over her face for an instant. “Never mind,” he snarled. His lips slammed against hers in a punishing kiss that took the air from her lungs. He kept his hand on her hair so that she couldn’t move, controlling their kiss. She could only comply to his sensual touch, and that was all she wanted to do. His kiss deepened, his tongue seeking out hers in hard, angry swipes full of longing and unspent desire. Grace moaned loudly, as with his other hand he found her breast and roughly massaged it through her clothes. Abruptly, he pulled back.

“Angel, little angel of my heart. Will you not tell me why you left?”

“No.”

Conall’s face transformed. His grin turned feral as his eyes narrowed, a fiendish spark in their depths.

“Then I will draw it out of you. I will kiss, lick, and make you scream out the truth.”

He punctuated each word by running his fingers across her chest and causing shiver after shiver to rack her form. Wetness slid between her thighs and her breasts ached for his touch. She had to get away from him. Unlike Isidora or Penelope, Grace knew that she was the weakest of them. She was like a house made of straw, one that could be thrown down by the wind in a jiffy. She could not allow it. She had promised Penelope to keep her secret, and she would.

Conall’s hand dipped lower, finding her nipple and pinching the hardened nub.

“Would you look at that? It’s already eager for my touch.”

Somehow, he managed to pull out her breast. Grace watched paralyzed as he leaned into her. His lips formed an O around the wrinkled flesh. His tongue swiped over it and her body arched automatically, her hands clutching onto his shoulder for support. His mouth closed hard over her nipple, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, and she screamed. Conall’s hands grasped her bottom, drawing her into him as he fervently sucked on her breast.

“Do you feel it? My hard cock pressed against you? Waiting for your hot pussy to wrap around it like the glove you wear over your hand. My little angel, you always enjoyed serving me. Whatever I asked, you did without question and always with utter pleasure. Will you do so now?” He pulled out her other breast, twisting the nipple between thumb and forefinger.

“Master Conall, please.”

“Tell me, Grace.” He pinched harder. Tears gathered at the back of her eyes as pain collided with pleasure and the desire to tell him all.

“I cannot.”

“Yes, you can.”

She was unable to stop him as he hitched her skirts to her waist and found her wet folds.

“Oh God, Grace.” His voice broke, and for the first time ever she realized how affected he was by the situation.  “I want to fuck you, Grace. I want to stick my hard rod up your warm, wet pussy. I want to taste you, love. I want to hear you scream my name as you fall from heaven.” He pushed two fingers deep into her. Grace’s legs trembled.

“Tell me,” he urged, pumping them in and out of her.

“I cannot, I don’t—”

“Yes?” A third finger wound its way inside of her and she threw her head back, giving in to the rising pleasure.

They froze at the sound of a loud knock at the door.

 

Elyzabeth M. ValeyAuthor Bio:

Defined as weird since she was about eight, Elyzabeth honors the title by making up songs about her chores, doodling stars and flowers on any blank sheet of paper and talking to her dog whenever he feigns interest.

Losing the battle to the voices in her head is her favorite pastime after annoying her younger sister with her singing. Writing stories full of passion and emotion where love conquers all is her happy pill and she’ll forgo sleep to make her readers live the dream.

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New Release: Bossy – Five Productive Tales of Lesbian Lust

by | May 20, 2014 | | 0 Comments

Hi everyone,

I’m delighted to announce another new release! Bossy is a f/f anthology compiled by the fabulous Ladylit, and contains stories from myself, Erzabet Bishop, Laila Blake, Harper Bliss and Cheyenne Blue. As I write this post (15th May), it’s only available on All Romance eBooks, but as the official release date was yesterday, I suspect it’ll now be up on Amazon and being rolled out to other retailers. I’m on holiday in Paris as you read this, so I won’t be able to update the links until I’m back.

Anyway, here’s the book’s blurb:

If the characters in ‘Bossy’ prove anything, it’s that getting it on at work doesn’t mean you need to wipe all papers off the surface and get busy on your desk. The settings in this new mini-anthology from Ladylit are as diverse as the positions the ladies in these five stories find themselves in. A doctor finds comfort with a nurse in Cheyenne Blue’s romantic tale of love in the ultrasound room, while Laila Blake’s story shows a professor who can’t resist one of her students on a sweltering hot day in the classroom. Add a maid whose mistress demands full servitude, a sexy mechanic offering roadside assistance and an A-list actress who has trouble hiding her secrets from a Hollywood reporter… and you get ‘Bossy’: five productive tales of lesbian lust.

Caution: This title contains graphic language and bossy f/f sex and is suitable for adults only.

You can check out an excerpt from my story, Roadside Assistance, here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/bossy/

I’ll get those links updated as soon as I’m back.

Happy Reading!
Lucy x

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