Smut by the Sea – Scarborough Will Never Be the Same!

The journey to Scarborough was hellish due to something happening on the A1 (M), but boy was it worth it! After dumping bags and a speedy change of clothes, it was to the Black Lion for drinks and jollity. It wasn’t too late a night because the next day was going to be busy, but it was very fun!

Saturday morning dawned noisily with the seagulls we all wanted to shoot, and we headed over to the library to help set up. Then we sneaked off for breakfast and came back in time for the doors to be opened to the public. From then on, there was hardly time to breathe as Victoria kicked off with an introduction, then myself, Tabitha Rayne and Rachel Kincaid did some reading. I started the audience off gently with a nice sweet passage from A French Affair. I thought it was a little early for full on raunch! The other two girls more than made up for it with some hot steampunk and a naughty tale of premature ejaculation 😉

There was a break, and the next reading panel consisted of Ashley Lister, Lexie Bay, K D Grace reading as Grace Marshall and Jennifer Denys. I have to say that I’m not a fan of poetry, but Ashley Lister’s funny poems are more than enough to change my mind. Lovely Lexie read a passage from her story in Coming Together: With Curves, Grace Marshall got us hot under the collar with a snippet of sexiness in a lift, and last but not least, Jennifer had us all giggling with a very humorous piece from one of her books.

Next up was another break, whereby Victoria and I told people to come and grab us if they had any questions. It was an opportunity to check up on the bookstall and the erotic tombola, very capably manned by mine and Victoria’s respective other halves.

Slave Nano then launched his very naughty BDSM novel, Adventures in Fetishland, which involved some fabulous costumes: The Mad Hatter, The Red Queen and the Dormouse, to name just a few. This was certainly not smut for the faint-hearted!

The next section was a panel consisting of myself, Victoria, Ashley Lister and K D Grace in which we answered questions on writing erotica and getting it published. As always, no one wanted to ask the first question, but once someone did we were fielding queries left, right and centre. I hope we provided people with lots of useful information!

Next was the afternoon’s final reading section with Janine Ashbless, Liv Honeywell, Domitri Xavier and Gemma Parkes. I must confess I wasn’t in the room for this one as I was rushing around sorting out other things, but I have it on very good authority that the readings were excellent.

The break between daytime and evening events was next, and myself and my other half dashed out into the Scarborough sun/rain/sun/rain pattern for a play on the 2p machines, some candy floss and a chip cob. Then it was back up the hill to the library.

The evening event was ticketed and people were supplied with swag bags, free drinks and nibbles, and much more. Unfortunately, the burlesque act for the evening had car trouble and so Victoria did some skilful juggling of the schedule and everyone was still suitably entertained.

There were readings from Smut by the Sea Volume 1, Smut by the Sea Volume 2, Smut in the City and Slave Nano read from Adventures in Fetishland, Gemma Parkes treated us to another snippet of a hot story and K D Grace read from The Pet Shop. There was also time for more questions and giggles, then it was time to call it a night. Well, sort of.

Many people stayed behind to help pack up and we did it in such record time that Victoria and Kev had to wait for the caretaker to arrive, while the rest of us carted stuff back to the hotel and got freshened up. Then we headed back to the Black Lion for buffet, drinks and karaoke. It was a pretty messy night, it has to be said. It included me singing karaoke (an X-Factor hopeful I am not) with Tabitha Rayne, sausage rolls being thrown, breadsticks, Strongbow, vodka and balloons. There are still photographs emerging here and there and let’s just say not a single one of them is sensible!

I had a fabulous time overall, was happy to meet up with buddies that live all over the country and meet some people I’d not met before, notably Tilly Hunter, who also stepped in to read. She says it was her first time, but she was so good I’m not convinced! Kerry-Ann McDade gets a very special mention as she travelled all the way from Northern Ireland to be with us. I also had a great time chatting with the Crowned Jewels folk, Anna Sky, a lovely lady called Bea, the owner of Cupido Magazine (a Norwegian magazine that’s featured one of my stories), and many other people I’m sure I’ve forgotten. There were also people I didn’t get much chance to talk to, but hopefully there will be many more chances in future as Victoria and Kevin take the UK by storm with their Smut by the Sea and Smut in the City events. Here’s to next time, guys!

Hump Day Hook No. 17 #HDH

humpdayhookHi everyone and welcome to Hump Day Hook, which is basically where authors post a paragraph from a WIP or a published work to show it off to the world. This week, I’m sharing a snippet from my just released erotic romance novella, A French Affair. It follows on directly from last week’s, so you know what happened next 😉 Next week, I’ll be sharing something different.

The arrival of workmen was incredibly irritating. Her temporary landlord hadn’t mentioned there’d be anyone working next door. If he had, she wouldn’t have booked the place—the quiet and idyllic location were the whole reason for choosing this property, this area. Even though there was no way he could have known she was there to work, common courtesy would dictate that he told her. Perhaps he was just interested in taking her money and didn’t give a damn about whether she had a satisfactory stay or not. There was nothing to be done about it now, unfortunately. She’d paid for the fortnight, and she was buggered if she was going to cut and run, pissing that money down the drain. She’d just have to find a way around the disturbance, and console herself that she could leave a snarky write up on a review site when she got home.

Want more? Of course you do! Here’s the page  for A French Affair. And click here to go and visit the rest of the Hump Day Hook gang. Leave us comments about our pieces – we love it! 🙂

Happy Reading x

Dirty Birdies Flock Hop

Immortals 2011 Still - Henry Cavill

From crumpledMAG on Flickr.

Welcome to the Dirty Birdies Flock Hop! I’m very excited to be taking part in this hop, which has a theme of eye candy. And I luuuuurve me some eye candy! Perhaps the most topical eye candy of the moment is the lovely Henry Cavill. Unless you’ve been living under a rock, you’ll know that he plays Superman/Clark Kent in Man of Steel. Now, I’ve been drooling over this guy since he appeared in The Tudors, so it’s great to see him really emerging and becoming a big star. Time for me to catch up on some of the films he’s made in the interim, namely Immortals (see the hot topless pic) and Cold Light of Day. The lovely Henry hasn’t been my muse for any books yet, but I’m sure that will change in the near future. In the meantime, check out my latest release, A French Affair, which is an erotic romance novella with a hero that bears a resemblance to Colin Firth…

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Sydney Tyler is renting a barn conversion in Northern France, planning to spend the fortnight getting some words down on her novel. Unfortunately, construction work in the other half of the building puts an end to her peace and quiet. Genuinely upset that the builders are going to disturb her, the property’s handsome English owner, Harry Bay, offers to make it up to her. He’s a little flirtatious, and after spotting his wedding ring, Sydney keeps him at arm’s length. Sexy as he is, she has no intention of getting involved with a married man. But when Sydney learns the truth about Harry, will their mutual attraction spur them on to work through their emotional baggage and make this more than just a French affair?

More info, excerpt and buy links: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/a-french-affair/

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So, onto the hop! There’s a Grand Prize of a Gift Card to the winner’s choice of retailer, i.e. Amazon, ARe, Barnes & Noble, etc. All you have to do to be in with a chance of winning that is leave a comment on this post. Perhaps tell me your favourite eye candy?

To be in with a chance of winning a prize from my blog, just use the Rafflecopter below to make your entries. Then scroll down to the link list and carry on hopping. Have fun!

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Sunday Snog – Dodging

Sunday Snog

Smut by the SeaIn honour of Smut by the Sea, the event, which was yesterday, I’m posting a snog-tastic snippet from Smut by the Sea, which is an erotic anthology that I co-edited with Victoria Blisse. It also contains my story, Dodging.

“Wow,” he said, standing so close to me that we were almost touching, “you found a great place for us to be alone. Anyone would think you planned it!”

I was grateful that the shade from the cliffs hid my blush. I shrugged. “I come here a lot, is all. I’ve been exploring this beach since I could walk!”

“Well,” he replied, moving so I was trapped between his considerable frame and the chalky wall behind me, “I’m very glad you did.”

Then, he leaned down and kissed me. Part of me wanted to protest—hey, I’m meant to be seducing you, not the other way around!—but as his large, strong hands cupped my face and his warm slippery tongue demanded access to my mouth, I realised I didn’t care. The end result was going to be the same.

I closed my eyes and my head swam with dizzying lust as Finlay’s skilled mouth licked, sucked and nibbled at mine. His hands moved from my face and down my body, gripping my hips and pulling me closer to him. I felt the insistent press of his erection through his combats and a fresh burst of arousal zipped to my groin. At this rate I was going to melt into a puddle of sexy hormones on the sand and get washed away when the tide came in.

Since Finlay had made the first move, throwing me off my stride, my hands were still hanging uselessly by my sides. Realising I could be doing something far more interesting with them, I shucked my bag off my shoulder onto the sand, then reached up to grab the impressive biceps that had so captivated me when I’d first spotted him. I squeezed, enjoying the feel of hard muscle beneath warm skin, and wondering how best to take advantage of the great strength Finlay clearly had.

He pressed me harder into the cliff face, and I rolled my hips in response, desperate to get some friction on my neglected clit. A rumble of laughter came from deep inside his chest, and he slipped a hand between our bodies and cupped my pubic mound. I couldn’t help it, I ground against him like a horny teenager, wanting more, wanting his cock thrusting inside me and fucking us both into blissful oblivion. I pulled away from our kiss and said as much—though not nearly as eloquently. He laughed again.

“Far be it for me to deprive a lady. But first—” he backed away and undid my jeans, then pulled them and my thong down in one go, “—I want to eat your pussy.”

I wasn’t going to argue with that sexy sentiment, so I kicked off one of my shoes and helped Finlay as he slid the denim down and off my leg. Then he grabbed my ankle and hoisted it so my foot rested on his shoulder. I placed the flats of my hands against the rock behind me, bracing myself for what I hoped would be a true oral delight. I wasn’t disappointed.


You can get your hands on Smut by the Sea here.

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

Hump Day Hook No. 16 #HDH

humpdayhookHi everyone and welcome to Hump Day Hook, which is basically where authors post a paragraph from a WIP or a published work to show it off to the world. This week, I’m sharing a snippet from my just released erotic romance novella, A French Affair. It follows on directly from last week’s, so you know what happened next 😉

There wasn’t much else to tell, it seemed, as the village had nothing except a church—almost opposite her accommodation—and a tavern. It was also lacking—she’d quickly discovered—a mobile signal. Not even a single bar illuminated her screen. Her phone was now no more than a watch, alarm clock and calendar. If there was an emergency, she was screwed. But on a much lighter note, it was one less distraction. She could just get on with what she was here to do, blissfully undisturbed.

Want more? Of course you do! Here’s the page  for A French Affair. And click here to go and visit the rest of the Hump Day Hook gang. Leave us comments about our pieces – we love it! 🙂

Happy Reading x

Hump Day Hook No. 16 #HDH

humpdayhookHi everyone and welcome to Hump Day Hook, which is basically where authors post a paragraph from a WIP or a published work to show it off to the world. This week, I’m sharing a snippet from my just released erotic romance novella, A French Affair. It follows on directly from last week’s, so you know what happened next 😉

When she’d booked the cottage in the French village of Monthiers over the phone a couple of months ago, she’d dealt with a fellow Brit called Harry Bay, who she’d suspected was the owner. On arrival, though, a timid French woman had met her and let her into the luxurious barn conversion before handing over the keys and explaining a little bit about the local area. Apparently, in the mornings, someone came along the village streets, selling fresh bread and pastries.

Want more? Of course you do! Here’s the page  for A French Affair. And click here to go and visit the rest of the Hump Day Hook gang. Leave us comments about our pieces – we love it! 🙂

Happy Reading x