Saturday Spankings #16 – #SatSpanks

Saturday Spankings-467x200I’m excited to be taking part in Saturday Spankings again! I haven’t been around for a while as I ran out of spanks, but now Stately Pleasures has been published, I have lots more bottom-reddening to share. Enjoy!

‘Alice,’ he said, firmly but softly. ‘Bend over a desk and pull your dress up around your waist.’

Alice was extremely glad that she’d obeyed her orders and not worn knickers that day. She’d have been caught out very early on if she hadn’t. Moving to the nearest desk, she did as Ethan asked.

‘Good,’ Ethan said, moving close behind her and caressing her bare buttocks. ‘These won’t be nearly as pale when I’m finished.’

Alice was surprised that Ethan was going to be the one doing it.

I hope you enjoyed that snippet! You can grab the book here. And then see the below list to hop to the other authors taking part…

My Sexy Saturday #18 – #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 I feel sexy. Enjoy this snippet from Stately Pleasures, my M/F/M BBW BDSM erotic romance novel.

Milliseconds later, the rich scent of chocolate hit her nostrils and she felt a lot better. Chocolate she could handle. The only downside to this task was the fact she’d rather the roles were reversed – she would much rather be licking and sucking chocolate from Jeremy and Ethan’s bodies, and she’d bet her last pound any other straight female who met them would feel the same. Unless they didn’t like chocolate, in which case they were crazy anyway.

‘Close your eyes, Alice.’ Ethan murmured, and she did as he asked. She had no reason not to, after all. She trusted him. Trusted both of them.

Now she relied on her other senses to tell her what was happening. Her ears picked up the pinging of cutlery. She could still smell the chocolate, and ohhh, now she could feel it being drizzled over her breasts. They’d melted it, and were pouring it over her body. The sensation was ticklish – as well as incredibly sensual – and she did her absolute best not to move. She didn’t want to spill any of the confectionery from her curves – she wanted every last drop to be licked or sucked off by a warm, wet mouth.

Some clanging and scraping noises were audible, and then Alice got her wish. As if they’d signalled to one another, both men closed their mouths over one of her nipples at the same time.

She gasped. Her sense of touch – or, rather, feel – was in overdrive. Lips on her tits, hands stroking her thighs, cooling chocolate trickling down the sides of her breasts … It was heaven. Soon, chocolate wasn’t the only thing trickling towards the table – her pussy was wet and ready, eager for a tongue, fingers, or, even better, a cock. Juices seeped from her core and gravity did its job, leading them down her arse crack and onto the wooden surface beneath her.

But it seemed Jeremy and Ethan had more teasing in mind before she’d get the touch she wanted; no, needed. Once they’d laved her skin clean of the sweet goo, they grabbed their bowls and spoons to repeat the process, trickling it over her boobs, stomach and thighs. They’d obviously decided to use it all up on her skin before it solidified in the bowls.

Alice writhed on the table – no mean feat given how tightly she was restrained – as the sensations swarmed through her body. She’d given up on trying to stay still – it was just impossible. Then Jeremy and Ethan began licking and sucking once more. Jeremy clambered up onto the table and knelt between her legs, bending down to clean the sauce from her thighs and lower abdomen. They’d deliberately not allowed any to get onto her pussy – either because they were concerned about the health implications, or because they knew how much it would drive her crazy to lick and suck all around the area without actually touching it. It was probably a combination of both.

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Happy Reading,

Lucy x

Romance… My Way

Blog-Hop-PHTSH22-copyHello and welcome to the Romance… My Way blog hop, hosted by Scorching Book Reviews. This is basically where a bunch of authors and bloggers will be sharing their favourite romance tropes with you, and most likely doing lots of awesome giveaways. So, without further ado…

I don’t have a favourite romance trope, either as a reader or a writer. I read and write very, very widely and love trying new genres. However, my latest novel, Stately Pleasures, contains several of my favourite things:

  • A BBW (Big Beautiful Woman)
  • BDSM (can’t believe I used to dislike writing this – it’s so much fun!)
  • Two smokin’ hot men (who bear uncanny likeness to Jeremy Renner and Jared Padalecki)
  • A stately home (what can I say, I’m a sucker for a big old house)
  • Romance (well, duh!)

I truly adored writing this novel. It was so much fun to put two kinky men and one clueless woman together in a fantastic setting. There were so many rooms to explore, props to play with, that the book practically wrote itself. So if you like the sound of some seriously hot M/F/M loving with a large dollop of romance, check out Stately Pleasures.

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Valentines BlisseKiss – A French Affair

vbkIt’s nearly Valentines Day – so you know what that means, don’t you? An extra special Sunday Snog – Valentines BlisseKiss! This is a week-long snogathon with smouldering kisses, fantastic stories and prizes to be won. I’m delighted to be taking part. So, in honour of this event, I’ve chosen one of my most romantic snogs, from A French Affair. Enjoy, and don’t forget to scroll down and check out the prize details.

“Yes, I’m positively quaking in my boots,” Sydney replied dryly. “But thanks anyway, I feel much better knowing you’re looking out for me.”

“I’m doing more than that,” he said quickly.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I’m wishing I could kiss you.”

“Oh…”

“Can I?”

“Now? Here?”

“Why not? It’s pretty romantic.”

“But people will see.”

“No one will care. This is Paris—they’re all smutty and sex-mad.”

“Really? In that case, that would be lovely.” She twisted her upper body to face him, leaning to meet him halfway. She kept her eyes open a little while, wanting to see his expression, but he quickly got so close he grew blurry, so she squeezed her lids shut. Opening her mouth slightly, a thrill ran through her as she felt his breath against her lips, then finally his mouth on hers. It was tentative at first—she remembered he was as out of practice as she was, even more so in fact—then he clearly grew more comfortable, more confident. His gentle movements grew more passionate, his lips taking hers as though he wanted nothing more in the world than to be kissing her. She certainly hoped that was the case, as it was the way she felt.

Eventually, the relatively chaste kissing was not enough. Harry slipped his hand around the back of her neck and pulled her harder onto him and plunged his tongue between her lips. She had to work hard not to let a moan escape—she was sure the people around them were getting enough of a show without her making noises like she was in a porno. Instead, she shifted her own hand to mirror his, tangling her fingers into the thick hair at the nape of his neck and tugging it slightly.

He reacted by kissing her harder, his tongue slipping sensuously against hers, doing a little dance and exploring every sensitive millimetre of her mouth and lips. She was in serious danger of melting into a puddle of lust and being soaked up into the Parisian soil beneath them. Determined to hold her own, she kissed with as much fervour as he, forcing his tongue back into his mouth with hers and returning the favour.

Soon, she became horribly aware that if they continued, they’d be likely to get carried away and end up being arrested for indecent exposure.


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My Sexy Saturday #17 – #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 come undone sexy. Enjoy this snippet from Stately Pleasures, my M/F/M BBW BDSM erotic romance novel.

‘You’re right, of course, Alice. But what I have in mind isn’t something you’ve already done. It’s much, much worse. You remember how Ethan and I have tied you to tables on more than one occasion? Well, we’ll do just that. Except we won’t beat you, spank you, or tease you. We’ll just leave you to it. Horny as you are now, you’ll go crazy because you won’t be able to get any relief. What do you say to that?’

Alice gasped. ‘I say … yes, sir, I’m going to be good now. No more cheek, I promise. Just don’t … do … that. Please.’

‘Shh.’ He stroked her arse cheeks lightly. ‘Relax, Alice. Don’t get all wound up, or I’ll never get it in. Now we’ve finished messing about, shall we get on with it?’

She nodded frantically. The sooner he fucked her, the better. Because, tough as he could be, there was no way he was strong enough to stop fucking her once he’d started. So he wouldn’t be able to make good on his threat, no matter what she said or did.

Not that she was going to do anything else he didn’t approve of – she wasn’t stupid. Instead, she waved her bottom from side to side, as if beckoning Jeremy in.

He gave the nearest buttock a slap. ‘Getting impatient now, are we, Alice? Just give me chance.’

She heard the sound of the condom wrapper being opened, and, a few seconds later, the snap of rubber as he secured it at the base of his cock. She’d been a little confused about why he was using a condom, at first, but then she realised it was because he might want to fuck her in the usual way too. If he didn’t use a condom, he’d have to go and wash before sticking his cock in her pussy, and that would probably ruin the mood. For him, at least. She, of course, would have Ethan to keep her company in his absence.

You can buy Stately Pleasures here.

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Happy Reading,

Lucy x

Sunday Snog – Stately Pleasures

Sunday Snog

Stately PleasuresIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, and another delicious kissing excerpt from Stately Pleasures. This one has a liberal sprinkling of romance, too. Enjoy 😀

He used his fingers to hold her chin in place, then leant towards her and planted a kiss on her lips. It was chaste at first, but then the pressure increased. Jeremy shuffled closer to her, his thigh against hers, their upper bodies twisted from the hip and pressing together. He removed his hand from hers and slipped it around the back of her head, tangling it in her hair. He used the leverage he now had to deepen the kiss further, slipping his tongue between her lips.

She felt as though she was going to melt. Jeremy’s tongue moved sensuously around her mouth, teasing her own tongue, her teeth, the most sensitive parts of her lips. A rapid movement later, and he had her bottom lip between his teeth, licking, nibbling, and sucking at it until she writhed on the chaise longue like some kind of wanton hussy. Only it wasn’t faked. Every touch of his tongue, his teeth, his lips increased her excitement to the extent that she could feel how wet her pussy was without even moving.

Jeremy pulled away from their kiss, but kept his face mere millimetres away from hers. ‘Alice,’ he murmured, fixing her with that intense gaze once more, ‘can I make love to you?’

Alice was surprised that he’d even asked. Not that she thought he’d ever do anything against her will, of course, but her astonishment was twofold. One, he just wanted to have sex with her. No challenges involved. Two, he didn’t just take what he wanted. It had to be startlingly obvious that she wanted him too. Granted, she didn’t have an erection pressing against the front of her skirt, but her nipples strained against her blouse, her lips were swollen and parted, and if she wasn’t utterly mistaken, she’d got so horny that she could actually smell her own pussy juices.


You can get your hands on Stately Pleasures here.

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