Sunday Snog – A French Affair

by | Dec 1, 2013 | | 0 Comments

Sunday Snog

In Too DeepIt’s time for another Sunday Snog. I’m recycling this one from a while back, but with good reason. A French Affair, which has been a standalone novella for some time, is also now available in the In Too Deep anthology. You can bag A French Affair plus two other erotic romance novellas for a bargain price. It’ll also be available in paperback format from January. Enjoy the snog!

“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.


You can get your hands on In Too Deep here.

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

Cooking Up a Blissemas Treat by Victoria Blisse

by | Nov 26, 2013 | | 1 Comment

My latest release Really Cooking features a lot of food.  I started out writing it as a summer tale, with Paula and her two lads stripping off in the heat but as the story developed it brought me very nicely to Christmas. A time of year known for its yummy food associations.

SO today I’m going to share with you one of my favourite Christmas recipes and then a hot, satisfying snippet from Really Cooking!

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Christmas Chocolate Biscuits (original recipe by Nigella Lawson)

Equipment:

Baking Tray

Large bowl

Food processor (optional but makes it easier!)

Wooden spoon

Baking paper or silicon

 

Ingredients:

Biscuit:

250g soft butter

150g caster sugar

40g cocoa powder

300g plain flour

1/2 tsp bicarbonate of soda

1 tsp baking powder

 

Topping:

2 x 15ml tbsp cocoa powder

175g icing sugar

60ml boiling water, straight from the kettle!

1 tsp vanilla extract

Sprinkles

Method

Preheat oven to gas mark 3  or equivalent and line baking tray with baking paper or one of those funky silicone non-stick sheets.

The really simple way to make the  biscuits is  to dump all ingredients in a food processor and blitz until combined, but if you want to you can do it by hand this way:

Cream butter & sugar until it becomes a light, soft whipped mixture. Beat in the cocoa, then beat in flour with bicarbonate of soda and baking powder.

The Mix is quite sticky, mine was a little crumbly as my butter was probably not as soft as it should have been, if you’re worried about your fingers put on disposable gloves to pinch of bits of the dough and roll them into walnut size (ish) balls then place them on the tray and flatten slightly. Leave mayby half an inch of space between them as they spread but not too far. If you don’t wear gloves you can enjoy licking your fingers when this part of the process is complete (mmm yum!)

Bake for 15 mins, no longer, they will continue to cook as they cool. Take them out and leave them on the tray in a cool place for 10 mins before removing to a wire rack with newspaper/kitchen towel beneath it (to catch icing drips later) and let fully cool.

Make your topping by putting cocoa, icing sugar, water & vanilla extract into small saucepan & whisk over low heat until smooth. Take off heat and leave for 10 mins, this makes the glaze go thick and unctuous. If you try to put it on too early your icing will go all over the shop and be too thin.

When biscuits are cool, drizzle each with a tablespoon of choc glaze, or as much as you want really, more is more on this occasion though! Then use the back of a spoon to help spread mixture. Don’t wait too long before putting on your sprinkles or they might not stick! So ice around half a dozen, then scatter your festive sprinkles over them, then do the rest.

To freeze simply follow the instructions to bake the biscuits then when they’re cooled put them in a freezer bag and seal it (or a freezer safe tub) and keep them in there up to 3 months.

Mm, yummy. Now for some tasty hot book action!

 

Really Cooking

Really Cooking

Blurb:

Three hot men and one curvy woman, now we’re really cooking.

After breaking out of a truly awful relationship Paula finds herself floundering until she bumps into Gary. He cheers her up with a much coveted appointment at Flair, where more than her hair gets pampered. In return she offers Shane and Gary a cooking lesson to cheer up their ready-meal laden week.

The Friday feast turns into a sex laden success and becomes a recurring weekly date. Paula loves having the sexual attention of two hot bi guys but longs for something deeper.

Shane sets her up with professional chef, Nigel McCormack. Paula responds to his dominant appeal and the delights of all three men together. But how will Paula fair when she takes up a position in Nigel’s professional kitchen, will she capture his heart or will he return to his first love, food?

Sexy Snippet:

“Okay, ladies first,” he said and dipped his spoon into my cake.

“Hey,” I whined, “that’s mine and you’re not a lady.”

He chuckled and nodded. “I know, darling, I’m glad you’ve noticed too. Just be patient.”

I watched as he took the spoon and its contents and rubbed it on his chest. The rich, chocolate goo stuck to his nipple. He lifted the spoon to my lips and I sucked the remainders from it and groaned as the deeply intense cocoa hit coated my tongue. I looked up and met his gaze then slid my attention down to the blob of chocolate pleasure on his chest. I leaned forward and captured his nipple in my mouth. I pulled the velvety chocolate cheesecake into my mouth and lapped and sucked until barely a trace was left.  I licked my lips.

“My turn,” his voice was gravelly and the words seemed to stick in his throat. He picked up his own spoon and pressed it down into the perfect, wobbly dome of his creamy pud. He gently carried the wobbling concoction over to my chest. I held my breasts out as an offering, squashing them together so he could nestle his pudding between them. The red sauce splashed all over me and I gasped at the chill against my hot flesh. Nigel chased the panna cotta across my tits. It was slippery and kept evading capture. The custard broke down as it travelled and he licked and sucked up the escaped bits as he went, tickling my skin in a perfectly erotic way.

Buy Links: http://victoriablisse.co.uk/books/really-cooking

*****

Victoria Blisse is a mother, wife, Christian, Manchester United fan and award winning erotica author. She is also the editor of several Bigger Briefs collections, and the co-editor of the fabulous Smut Alfresco and Smut in the City and Smut by the Sea Anthologies.

Victoria is also one of the brains behind the fabulous Smut by the Sea event taking place at Scarborough Library (UK) on the 14th June 2014. A day dedicated to erotica with lots of author readings, fun giveaways and exciting talks.

She is equally at home behind a laptop or a cooker (She is TEB’s Resident “Naked Chef”) and she loves to create stories, poems, cakes and biscuits that make people happy. She was born near Manchester, England and her northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories.

Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life.

You can find often find Victoria procrastinating on Facebook http://facebook.com/victoriablisse , Twitter http://twitter.com/victoriablisse  and Pinterest http://pinterest.com/victoriablisse

To find out more check out http://victoriablisse.co.uk

The Christmas Tattoo: Sources of Inspiration

by | Nov 25, 2013 | | 1 Comment

Hi,

…and before I go any further, a massive thank you to Lucy for hosting me here today.

The Christmas TattooToday I’ve brought The Christmas Tattoo, my new Christmas release, along to tease you with – there’s a steamy excerpt further down the page! It’s a sweet and spicy erotic romance about a girl who comes back home to her small town for Christmas to get over a bad break-up. Of course, even though she’s not looking for it, love comes calling… and it’s just the sort of story a enjoy writing. And somehow, Christmas seems to be just the right time of year for falling in love!

But, as most writers know, if you want to write a Christmas release, you need to complete your manuscript some time in the spring or summer. So picture this – your poor writer, sweating in the summer heat, hunched over the keyboard and having to think thoughts of snow, Christmas carols and festive food. It can be a little hard to get your head around!

When I’m working on a new story, my inspiration can come from all over the place but of course, when there’s a seasonal theme, that’s where you need to look. So there I was, on balmy spring days, watching my well-worn DVD of White Christmas for mood inspiration, listening to CDs of children’s choirs singing Christmas carols for the Carol Service scene and baking batches of mincemeat cookies to tingle my taste buds! No wonder the rest of my family think I’m a little crazy – but, hey, that’s the life of a writer!

Now, on to that excerpt I promised you!

Tamsin

 

The Christmas Tattoo – blurb

When sexy red-head Bradie Clements comes home from Washington to nurse a broken heart and build bridges with her estranged father, she’s certainly not on the lookout for romance. After catching her boyfriend Kris in bed with her best friend and boss, all she wants to do is run and hide. But a chance encounter with local tattoo artist Colton Bassett leads to an unexpected appointment with his needle. Even though it’s cold outside, the temperature rises to boiling point as the two discover an irresistible attraction. But then Kris arrives on the scene to claim her back in time for his family Christmas and Bradie starts to remember what she saw in him. Tormented by jealousy and suspicion over Colton’s pregnant business partner, Bradie starts to wonder if her new romance is over before it’s begun…

 

Buy links

Available at Amazon.com, Amazon UK, Kobo, and Xcite Books.

 

Excerpt

He pulled her into his arms and then his mouth found hers with an urgent kiss.  He needed this as much as she did, and the thought made Bradie want him even more.  Desire flared up through her body as his tongue parted her lips and found its way into her mouth as they staggered back against the plan chest.  With her hands, Bradie could feel his heart pounding under the thin cotton of his t-shirt; she wanted to rip it off and feel the heat of his skin as well.

Somehow, without breaking the kiss, Colt led her to his bedroom, his hands sliding across her back in a way that made her suddenly breathless.  He sat her on the edge of his unmade double bed and knelt in front of her.

“This is weird, Bradie, but it’s like we’re somehow picking up where we left off all those years ago.”

Bradie nodded.  Her eyes were drawn to his lips; red and bee-stung from kissing and she wanted to taste them some more.

“Not weird,” she said.  “Good.”

“I need to see you naked,” said Colt.

The longing in his voice and his eyes was palpable, and it was matched by the insistent thrumming of her own pulse and the heat building on her skin.

Again she nodded and Colt’s hands gently lifted the bottom edge of her sweater.  She raised her arms above her head to allow him to peel it off and was instantly rewarded with his sharp intake of breath.  She’d had no reason to put on her prettiest lace bra that morning, but she did and now it was definitely having the desired effect.  Sweater tossed aside and Colt’s hands went straight to her breasts.  His eyes were wide as he ever so gently pushed the lace aside to liberate them and then, with a soft groan, his mouth came forward to claim one.  Bradie’s insides flipped and she sank back on her elbows on the bed, spreading her legs wide so Colt could lean in forwards against her.  Her nipples pebbled, one under the hot rasping pressure of Colt’s tongue, one caught in the cool grasp of his finger and thumb.  Her hands raked through his hair and she felt primed to take what Colt could give her, what she desperately needed from him.

Colt’s teeth suddenly nipped her other nipple, making her gasp, and then she felt his hands at the top of her jeans.

“Are you sure you want this?” he whispered.  “Because if we go any further, I won’t be able to stop.”

His voice cracked a little and Bradie sat up to bring her mouth to his.  As she kissed him she spoke through it.

“More than anything, Colt.  I want you more than anything.”

His hands came to the side of her face and he deepened the kiss, plundering her mouth with his tongue, pushing it as far back as he could, exploring her teeth and twisting it against her own tongue.  Bradie pulled up his t-shirt and laid her hands on his chest.  His nipples hardened under her touch and then she let her hands slide down the ridges of his firm abs.

“Now, Colt,” she urged.  “Don’t make me wait.”

In a desperate scrabble, Colt’s t-shirt and jeans, and her own jeans, panties, boots and socks were all cast aside.  At last they were naked and as Bradie lay back on the bed, Colt swooped down on top of her.  Feeling the warmth of his skin along the whole length of her body gave her an electric shock and in the half-light bleeding through the door from the living room, she could make out the dark shadows of his tattoos.  She couldn’t ever remember being this turned on or needy with Kris but she pushed the thought from her mind and started to kiss the base of Colt’s neck.

His hands slid up and down her body, cupping her breasts and stroking the soft curve of her stomach.  As they brushed the narrow strip of hair leading down between her legs, she let her teeth find purchase on Colt’s shoulder.  He grunted and pulled her tight against him; she felt for the first time the firm pressure of his erection against her thigh.

 

Tamsin FlowersTamsin Flowers

Tamsin Flowers loves to write light-hearted erotica, often with a twist in the tail/tale and a sense of fun.  In the words of one reviewer, ‘Ms Flowers has a way of describing sexual tension that forces itself upon your own body.’ Her stories have appeared in a wide variety of anthologies and she is now graduating to novellas, for publishers including Cleis Press, Xcite Books, Secret Cravings and Totally Bound. This year, she entered NaNoWriMo, with the intention of penning her magnum opus in the very near future.  In the meantime, like most erotica writers, she finds herself working on at least ten stories at once: while she figures out whose leg belongs in which story, you can find out more about her at Tamsin’s Superotica or Tamsin Flowers.

Another New Release and An Awesome Giveaway

by | Nov 20, 2013 | | 8 Comments

Hi everyone,

Things are hectic here in Felthouse Towers – but I like being busy, so it’s all good 😀

I just found out that my erotic romance novella, A French Affair, has been put into a collection along with two others from Seren Ellis-Owen and Zara Stoneley. The collection is called In Too Deep and has just been released as an eBook, and will be available in paperback format from January. What’s so brilliant, though, is that you can buy all three novellas in the anthology cheaper than buying them separately – so you’re bagging a bargain!

Here’s the information on In Too Deep:

hree hot romance novellas that take the reader from the depths of the ocean to the heights of ecstasy. Sail with the dive team whose passions erupt in and out of the water, take a trip to Paris, the most romantic city in the world, and meet a feisty restaurant critic whose life needs the spice only a sultry Spaniard can provide. Fall in love again and again with the sensual stories in this collection.

Features stories by Seren Ellis-Owen, Lucy Felthouse and Zara Stoneley

In Too Deep by Seren Ellis-Owen
Newly single and fired from her job, scuba instructor Carys heads to the Red Sea to work on a luxury dive yacht. She soon finds herself attracted to its captain, the gorgeous Zaid, and the feeling is mutual – but, as he’s under pressure to put duty before pleasure, their budding romance soon sails into stormy waters. And that’s before her ex arrives, with a girlfriend from hell in tow, to stir things up even more. Can Carys handle all the complications and unfinished business – or has she sunk out of her depth this time?

A French Affair by Lucy Felthouse
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?

Spice It Up by Zara Stoneley
Food critic Ellie Chiltern isn’t happy when she’s sent to review Pinchos tapas bar, the waiter is more Birmingham than Barcelona and the tapas are as lukewarm as her last relationship. She’s struggling to find a positive, until she’s confronted by the only authentic piece of Spain in the bar – Lucas. When Lucas Martinez sees Ellie, he realises she could be the final nail in the coffin – or the ideal person to help turn the place and its image around. But persuading her to trust him isn’t easy – especially when there’s something burning between them that’s far spicier than the food ever was.

There’s an excerpt from my novella and the buy links here: https://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/in-too-deep/

Also, the title of this post promised you an awesome giveaway, and that is exactly what I have. Danica Avet has put together a multi-author giveaway to celebrate 1,000 posts on her blog. So there are books and gift cards galore in this giveaway. Just use the Rafflecopter below to enter – it’s as easy as that. Good luck!

Lucy x

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Want a Gorgeous and Unique Christmas Gift For a Loved One?

by | Nov 19, 2013 | | 0 Comments

…of course you do! And here’s an idea for you – why not give your loved one a signed copy of an erotic romance book containing three novellas, and with gorgeous flocked velvet covers?

Silk Stockings contains my popular novella, Off the Shelf, as well as Silk Stockings by Constance Munday and The Lord of Summer by Jenna Bright. And you can get your hands on a SIGNED copy for just a tad more than it would cost you on Amazon (and that’s only to cover postage and packaging).

The book is currently £6.25 on Amazon UK, and I’ll send you a copy, signed by me, for just £7.50 – and I’ll also throw in some swag. This price is only available to those living in the UK, as postage abroad will cost me a great deal more than that. But if you’re from outside the UK and are interested, contact me and we can sort something out.

So, if you want to get your hands on a copy of this sensually strokable book for yourself, a friend or loved one, or even for a Secret Santa gift, just drop me a line and I’ll help get your Christmas shopping sorted 😉

My Sexy Saturday #4 – #MySexySaturday

by | Oct 26, 2013 | | 3 Comments

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. The theme is characters falling in love. So here’s a snippet from A French Affair, my erotic romance novella.

By the time she finished, Harry had slipped from beneath her and switched on the bedside lamp. He tugged the covers from under their bodies and threw them over the top, covering her up, then gathering her to him and holding her tight.

“Listen to me, sweetheart. I can’t stop you thinking those things. I know I can’t, and it drives me crazy. But I guess I can understand why you’re thinking them. It’s different when a wife or a husband dies to when they separate or divorce. And I’ve always been up front with you about how I felt about Shelly. But you have to remember that when I removed my wedding ring, I also threw away the part of me that was clinging onto the past. She’s gone, she’ll always be gone. But equally, a part of her lives on in Marcus and Roxanne and in our hearts and memories.”

He paused.

“But, that’s nothing for you to worry about. I can’t wipe her out, I wouldn’t want to. But what I do want to do is spend the rest of my life with you. Create more memories together. Me and you. Hopefully one day, the kids too. As a family. Maybe even have a kid or two of our own. Sydney, I know it’s been a ridiculously short amount of time, but you’ve stolen my heart. Really made me want to move on, to be with someone else. To be happy. I don’t want to scare the shit out of you, but I think I’m falling for you. It’s been so long that I’ve almost forgotten what it feels like. But I’m pretty sure that’s what’s happening.”

A tear slipped from the corner of Sydney’s eye and rolled down the side of her face and into the pillow beneath her head. She wasn’t quite sure why she’d begun to cry, but she figured it was happiness, not sadness, that was inspiring such emotion in her. So she decided to let it be. Happiness was to be embraced, encouraged, and she hoped that she’d find a great deal more of it with Harry.

“I’m falling for you, too, Harry.”

“Well,” he said, holding her tighter and shifting so his lips were just millimetres from hers, “thank fuck for that.”

You can buy A French Affair here.

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Happy Reading,

Lucy x

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