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Hiding in Plain Sight is up for Pre-Order! #99c #preorder #IARTG

Hi everyone,

I’m delighted to announce that Hiding in Plain Sight, my sexy spy thriller novel, now has a release date – 27th July! What’s more, you can pre-order it now at a special price of just 99c/p. This is a pre-order only offer – it will go up to full price on release day, so I’d recommend grabbing it now to get yourself a bargain.

Here’s what it’s all about:

Mallory Scott is an espionage operative, working for the British government. She’s travelled all over the world, often going undercover and infiltrating criminal organisations in order to extract the intelligence needed to dismantle their operations and bring the perpetrators to justice. Given her usual targets are terrorists, people-traffickers, drug-traffickers and arms dealers, her latest assignment should be relatively simple. A small group of Brits is raking in serious money in the diamond-scamming business—and although their MO is theft and forgery, rather than hurting people, they still need to be stopped. But up until now, they’ve proved elusive—no one can catch them in the act, or find a shred of evidence against them.

That’s where Mallory comes in. She follows the group to Amsterdam, planning to get her claws in to one of the gang. Luck is on her side, and within twenty-four hours she’s lunching with Baxter Collinson, the youngest—and most handsome—diamond thief. What she’s not expecting, however, is to get on with him quite so well. Attraction bubbles between them—and for once, on Mallory’s part, it isn’t an act. For the first time in her career, Mallory struggles with what she must do.

Can she ignore her heart for the sake of her career?

Pre-order your copy now: 

Amazon UK
Amazon US
Amazon AU
Amazon CA
Amazon DE
Barnes & Noble
iBooks UK
iBooks US
Kobo

Happy Reading!
Lucy x

New Release, STIRRING UP DIRTY by @KaceyHammell #Contemp #Erotic #Ebook

Thank you so much for hosting me on your blog today, and sharing my newest release with your readers!
Stirring Up Dirty was a lot of fun to write. Great and enjoyable characters, stubborn as all get-out, and secondary characters I’ve come to love too. It is the first of the Stirred by Love Series, but also connected to DARE, which is also available at Evernight Publishing! It is the story that first introduced Candy, so be sure to check that out too!

stirringupdirty1lSTIRRING UP DIRTY
Stirred by Love: Book 1
By Kacey Hammell
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
ISBN: 978-1-77233-425-8
115 pages
Available with Evernight Publishing
Connected to DARE

 

Blurb:

Shaken and Stirred with a splash of dirty.

Candy Wilson arrives in St. Albert with one mission—to sign the next young, hot model to her modeling agency. She has no time for distractions and isn’t prepared for bartender Eric McKenna—the brother of her young client-to-be, Melissa. Eric challenges her on all counts, irritates her daily, and heats her body to boiling temperatures with just one touch. He’s hard to ignore and impossible to resist.

Eric McKenna will be damned if his baby sister signs any contracts with Candy Wilson. No way in hell will he allow anyone to whisk Melissa off to a foreign country and lead her on a path that’s not right for her. And yet Candy pushes him further than he’s ever been before and drives him crazy. Eric can’t control his need for her or the desire to engage with her … on so many levels.

 

Excerpt © Kacey Hammell, 2015

Eric’s breath rushed from his lungs as Candy propelled off the sofa and straddled him in one svelte move.

He couldn’t resist the need coursing through him. Seeing her in his home today, a light blue sundress flowing seductively over her body whenever she’d moved, he was helpless to fight it.

Sliding his palms over her back, he groaned when her moist center came in contact with his hard-on. He ached. His buddy wanted escape from his pants. Needed to find the sweet heat that would make him happiest.

Her mouth latched on to his as she quickly undid his pants and lowered the zipper, freeing him. She nibbled his bottom lip with her teeth, then sucked it between her lips before her tongue plundered.

He’d never known anyone like her. Cool and collected one moment, and hotter than a crisp day in August the next. Their tongues played, tasting one another. He drifted his hands over her back, drawing her in closer, his dick rigid against her center heat.

Coming up for air, she shoved her fingers through his hair and grinned at him. Her eyes shone bright with desire and exhilaration. Her cheeks red, her breathing deep, she already had that sexy messed up look like she’d been ridden hard and completely satisfied.

And he’d make sure she left here today feeling both.

Clasping her hips, he shoved her down harder on his lap, her already wet cunt gliding along his shaft. Her heat nearly scalding him, he laid his head back against the couch, watching her as she closed her eyes and gave herself over to pleasure.

Their heavy breathing filled the living room as he rolled her hips back and forth. Christ, she was spectacular. Her long hair swiped over her shoulder, mouth agape, cheeks flushed… She was primed and ready. All he’d need to do was shift her panties to the side and sink deep inside. He groaned.

Her eyelids lifted, the desire in her gaze nearly stealing his breath.

“You feel so good against me, babe,” he mumbled, prompting her hips to move faster.

She held on to his shoulders, her fingers digging in. “Eric,” she moaned, breathless.

His heart rate picked up, and he absorbed the joy of his name on her lips. He wanted to hear more of that. Every day. As much as possible.

What the hell are you thinking? There was no turning back. Not right now. Not when she was sliding against him, her pussy hot, and driving him to near insanity. How he was to keep a coherent thought in his head, he had no idea.

But one zipped through his mind, nearly stopping his heart.

 

Buy Links:

Stirring Up Dirty Book Page
(will have full list of bookstore links as book goes lives)

Evernight Publishing Page

Amazon.com

 

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Bio:
Avid Reader. Romance Author. Redhead…

Canadian-born author Kacey Hammell is definitely a book-a-holic. A romance reader from a young age, she fell in love with happily ever afters. These days, as a multi- published erotic romance author, she enjoys adding a lot of heat, sass, and emotion to the many genres she writes.

Mom of three, Kacey lives her own happily ever after with her perfect hero in Ontario, Canada.

Connect with Kacey…
Website / Newsletter / Facebook / Facebook Reader Group / Twitter / Pinterest / Instagram

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Who’s Your Favorite Sherlock? Sherlock’s Scandal by Suz deMello (#Sherlock #MFRWAuthor #spanking)

170px-A_Study_in_Scarlet_from_Beeton's_Christmas_Annual_1887Who doesn’t love Sherlock Holmes? Since the publication of the first Holmes story, A Study in Scarlet (1887) the tall, hawk-nosed detective with the caped greatcoat, brilliant mind, and a taste for opera has never lost popularity. Almost as soon as film was invented, Holmes hit the screen (Sherlock Holmes Baffled, 1900) and he’s never left. According to Wikipedia, the Guinness World Records has consistently listed Sherlock Holmes as the “most portrayed movie character” with more than 70 actors playing the part in over 200 films.

Rathbone_as_Holmes_-_F&RWhen I was young the most famous Holmes was Basil Rathbone, a portrayal I never particularly cared for. He seemed overly arrogant and pompous.  To me, the best Holmes was Jeremy Brett in the beautifully produced and acted Granada Television series (1984-94).

Robert Downey Jr. plays Holmes as scruffy and antisocial, while Benedict Cumberbatch’s modern day Sherlock is edgy, tech-savvy, and self-aware, describing himself as “a high functioning sociopath” (with a touch as Asperger’s I believe).

So Sherlock as a character has shown himself to be mutable; he can change with the times.

Who’s your favorite Sherlock? Why?

In my version, Sherlock has an active sex life, but a bored Sherlock is a dangerous Sherlock. His twin vices of cocaine and sex could prove his undoing, until he meets his match in elusive, enigmatic Irene Adler. Hiding her heart, Irene deserts Sherlock in the midst of their affair. He schemes to win her back, but the lady won’t come easily to hand. Instead, she forces him to compete for honor, glory and  love.

Sherlock's ScandalHere’s an excerpt from Sherlock’s Scandal:

We banged against each other hard, wildly, with no rhythm, but frantically, mindless animals seeking completion. My breath came in grunts and pants, and Sherlock’s chest heaved against me as I jerked and bucked. We slid against each other, slippery with sweat before he grabbed my wrists and pinned them high against the headboard. He began to ride me in earnest, with a steadiness that drew me into his rhythm. When we were moving in tandem he released my wrists and dropped his head to kiss my mouth, thrusting his tongue inside when his rod reached deep.

He reached for my legs, drawing them high and setting my ankles on his shoulders before slapping my ass-cheek in cadence with his thrusts. I tore my lips away from his and gasped, “Sherlock!”

He laughed. “I’m not hurting you, am I?”

“No, but—“

“But what?” He pulled out of me and flipped me over onto my belly, spanking me again on my available bum.

“But…” I knew that the English had a predilection for spanking their women. In fact, caning was known as the English vice, but I had never before encountered it, and I was not sure I wanted to.

Like what you read? Get it here:

Ellora’s Cave | Amazon UK | Amazon US

 

suz w name venice maskAbout me:

Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written seventeen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s held the positions of managing editor and senior editor, working for such firms Total-E-Bound, Liquid Silver Books and Ai Press. She also takes private clients.

Her books have been favorably reviewed in Publishers Weekly, Kirkus and Booklist, won a contest or two, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.

A former trial attorney, her passion is world travel. She’s left the US over a dozen times, including lengthy stints working overseas. She’s now writing a vampire tale and planning her next trip.

find Suzie’s books here:
http://www.tinyurl.com/SuzDeMello (publisher’s site)
https://www.amazon.com/author/suzdemello
https://www.amazon.com/author/sueswift

Hot Halloween Heroes

Sorry my post is late – I got stuck in all the havoc in London, UK, with the storms and am just home and catching up. So, here goes – here’s the blurb for one of my favourite paranormal romances, which I just happened to write 😉 You can be in with a chance of winning a copy by using the Rafflecopter. Good luck!

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As a postman by day, and one of Santa’s reindeer on a single very special night, Cassius Cupid eats, sleeps, and breathes deliveries. He doesn’t mind, but sometimes wishes that someone would send him something more exciting than bills and junk mail.

One cold January morning, Cassius gets his wish. A young woman arrives with a parcel. Turns out it’s for his housemate – but Cassius doesn’t care. All he’s interested in is Carina – the beautiful female courier.

Has Cupid finally met his match?

More info, excerpt and buy links: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/cupid/

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A Sexy Snippet from Desperate Measures

Desperate Measures

I figured that some of the stories I have in anthologies probably don’t get as much exposure (if you’ll pardon the pun) as my single-author stories, so I’ve decided that I’ll post a few sexy snippets for you over the next few weeks. Here’s an excerpt from my story, Desperate Measures, which appears in an Xcite Books anthology of the same name. Enjoy! 🙂

By the time Poppy had finished rooting through all her various toys and props and gone back to her computer, the new account on the webcam chat site she’d signed up for had been approved. All she had to do now was set up an anonymous profile, add a photo, post an ad and wait for the offers to come in.

It didn’t take long. The photo she’d posted wasn’t brilliant quality, as she’d taken it with the webcam and uploaded it directly, but it sure was sexy. After closing the curtains and checking there was nothing to identify her within sight, she’d posed in front of the webcam—which was still perched on her computer monitor—in the mask, some sexy black lingerie and a matching feather boa. It had obviously done the trick. The first message simply said ‘u r very sexy’ so Poppy deleted it immediately. She wouldn’t tolerate time wasters. When the site refreshed, she already had another note in her inbox. It was much more promising, too.

Hi Jane0874, it said, love that profile pic. You are gorgeous. Would love to have some fun with you. So what do you do, and how much?

That gave Poppy pause. What did she do? There wasn’t much she wouldn’t do—after all, she was limited as to what she could do herself in front of a camera—so what to say? And how much to charge? After thinking for a few minutes, Poppy typed out a reply.

Hi Jase69—Poppy had to snigger at the name—why not make me an offer?

Hitting ‘send’ she sat back and waited. A reply came back almost instantly.

How about a striptease? £10?

Poppy grinned. This guy was easily pleased. He was also going to get the performance of a lifetime. She’d once attended a workshop at a nearby women’s sex emporium on how to drive a man wild with a striptease. After the initial embarrassment of doing it in front of complete strangers, and a couple of glasses of wine, Poppy had actually really enjoyed herself. She’d dashed home after the class and demonstrated her new-found skills to her boyfriend at the time. He’d been very impressed; even slipping a £20 note into the front of her G-string, waiting until she was completely naked and fucking her brains out right there on the living room floor. She’d had carpet burns for days afterward.

Answering ‘Jase69’ in the affirmative, Poppy then looked around the room. It was the room she used as an office so it was functional and tidy, but not exactly seductive. Reaching forward to pick up the webcam, she pulled it towards her to see how long the lead was that attached it to the computer. Not very long at all. It certainly wasn’t long enough to reach through the adjoining door and into her bedroom. Shrugging, Poppy decided it would have to do for now. She could always get an extension lead if her money making scheme took off.

As she put the webcam back in its original position, her email pinged. Opening her new message, Poppy scanned it and raised her eyebrows under the mask. This was going to be easier than she thought. A donation had been received from ‘Jase69’, and she hadn’t even done anything yet. Firing off a quick message to her first ‘customer’, Poppy dashed into her bedroom to get ready. She was still in the black lingerie and feather boa that she’d worn to take the profile photo, which was fine, but she needed more layers on top to strip out of, or it would all be over far too quickly.

Poppy quickly selected her outfit and pulled it on. Looking at herself in the mirror, she nodded with satisfaction. It wasn’t particularly original, but the nurse’s outfit was an old faithful that most guys loved. Perhaps in future she’d list the outfits she had and give them the choice, but for now this would have to do. Considering the way the neckline of the skimpy dress pushed her tits up and out, Poppy was pretty sure she’d have no complaints. She couldn’t get the cap on over her mask, so she just swapped the feather boa for the fake stethoscope, added a pair of sexy stilettos and strutted back into the office.

Poppy flicked on the webcam and fired off another message to ‘Jase69’ to let him know she was ready. He must have been waiting, as seconds later an instant messaging window popped up and a little icon appeared. Poppy squinted at it and frowned. Then the penny dropped. The picture was of two tiny fists, giving her the ‘thumbs up.’ Smiling, she nodded at the camera then clicked play on the song she’d selected to dance to. Stepping back, she counted in the beat and waited for the song to start properly. Then she began her routine.

Want to find out what happens next? Grab your copy of Desperate Measures here. It’s a bargain, and you get five other sexy stories, too!

Smutlympics Snog – Farm Hand

The Look of Lust

I don’t write much sport or exercise related smut (though I’m thinking about it, now!), but walking is exercise, right? So that’s why I’ve included a snog from my story, Farm Hand, which is part of The Look of Lust anthology, published by Xcite Books. It’s the story of a woman out for a walk in the countryside, and when she heads through a farm on her route, she catches sight of the super hot farmer. 😉

 

‘So,’ he said, ‘why were you watching me? Are you some kind of pervert?’

Wetness pooled in her pussy at his stern tone. It gave Ramona a hunch, and she decided to act on it.

‘And what if I am?’ she said, quirking an eyebrow at him.

‘Well then. Perhaps we’d better give your filthy mind something to think about.’

He reached down, hooking his fingers under the edge of the offending T-shirt and slid it up Ramona’s body, over her head and dropped it to the floor. Her black lacy bra was revealed in all its glory.

‘That’s a very sexy bra, young lady. Especially for going hiking. Now, I can’t help but wonder if your panties match.’

Kneeling, he deftly unlaced her heavy boots and removed them. Then he made short work of her socks. Finally, he straightened. Even on his knees, his height put him in a perfectly kissable position. He obviously thought so too.

Reaching a large hand up, he slipped it behind her head and pulled her to him. As their lips crushed together, she sucked in a hasty breath through her nostrils. Big mistake. His fresh sweat, tinted with cologne made her feel heady.
As he plunged his tongue between her lips, Ramona’s senses went into overdrive. Not only did he look, sound, feel and smell delicious; he tasted it too. He’d obviously been chewing gum or mints as the tongue sliding sensuously against her own was pleasantly minty. She moaned into his mouth.

He pulled back. ‘Horny?’

‘What do you think?’

‘I think I’d like to find out for sure. And then there’s the mystery of the matching underwear.’

His hands went to her waist and made short work of the button and zipper of her hiking trousers. Then he pushed her gently onto her back and pulled them down.


Also, as part of this post, I’m offering a prize! If you’re in the UK, you can win a copy of the Going Down anthology and some swag. If you’re based elsewhere, you can win a $10 All Romance eBooks Gift Card. All you have to do is fill in the below Rafflecopter for your chance/s to win!

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Sunday Snog – Fantasy Assignment

Sunday Snog

The Best of Lucy FelthouseHere’s a very sexy and naughty snog from Fantasy Assignment, a sexy uniform story which appears in my anthology, The Best of Lucy Felthouse.

As I slid down with Matt helping me as gentlemanly as he could in the circumstances, I became very aware that I was rubbing my body against his. Now I wasn?t too concerned by that fact, because I couldn’t think of anything else I wanted more. Except to do the very same thing, naked. But I had no idea of how he felt about me, if he even found me attractive. A couple of seconds later, I knew the answer. My feet touched the floor, but I was in no hurry to move. Pressed tightly to Matt, I could feel his erection straining against the confines of his combats. His hands were still on my waist and as our eyes met, I felt his fingers tighten against my flesh, which sent a lightning bolt of arousal to my groin.

He wanted me as much as I wanted him, that much was obvious. But I also knew that he wouldn’t do anything about it. He was at work; his job was on the line. Hell, so was mine. I could tell he was struggling with his conscience, so after shouting a firm internal “fuck off” at mine, I decided to bite the bullet. You only live once, after all.

I kissed him. No mean feat I tell you. Me being tiny, him towering over me and all. I just slipped my hands up to his neck and stretched up, pulling him down to meet me halfway. The moment our lips touched was electric. The combination of the situation, the risk, his attire and my overactive libido had my pussy oozing almost immediately.

Stunned at first, Matt barely moved, he just let me kiss him. But seconds later, it was as if a switch had been flipped. The little devil on his shoulder clearly won. Lucky me. He began kissing me back with gusto, one hand travelling north from my waist and tangling into my hair, pulling me closer and deepening the kiss.

Our tongues danced together, our hands caressed one another, and our groins – well, they did what groins do when they’re sexually aroused. My tight skirt meant I couldn’t press myself against his hardness as much as I’d have liked, but still. I knew a way I could fix that. As I pulled away to glance behind me at the still open door of the truck, strong hands lifted me back onto the seat I’d just vacated. They then proceeded to push at my skirt, bunching it up to get at what was underneath.


Bag your copy of The Best of Lucy Felthouse here.

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