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BlisseKiss Kissmas

It’s time for a very special Sunday Snog! This is the BlisseKiss Kissmas event – woohoo! It’s all about that simple yet unique act of touching lips and sharing souls.

CupidSo, without further ado, here’s my snog. It’s from my Christmas book, Reindeer Games: Cupid. It’s actually set in early January, but there’s definitely a holiday vibe about it!

Turning to face her, he felt simultaneous lurches in his chest and groin. She really was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen. In all his long years, he didn’t think he’d felt quite this strongly about someone — and, if he was honest with himself, it scared him. Particularly since he knew it was going to kill him—not literally, of course—when they broke up.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

Cassius shook his head, as though to rid himself of his maudlin thoughts. “Nothing,” he replied, stepping towards her, “I was just thinking about how beautiful you are.”

She lowered her eyes demurely, and a wash of colour crept across her cheeks. It was totally adorable, and Cassius’ rapidly swelling cock leapt in response. She seemed to get a grip on herself, and looked back up at him. “Thank you. You’re pretty damn gorgeous yourself. Now kiss me.”

“It would be my pleasure.” He leaned down to do just that, but then stopped. “Oh, hang on one moment.”

A little crease appeared between her eyebrows as he backed off. Then he walked over to his bedside table, removed his glasses and put them down. “Okay, I’m all yours.”

“Well, thank fuck for that! Come here.” She shuffled back on the bed until she was leaning against the pillows, and patted the space next to her.

Cassius didn’t hesitate. He noticed she’d already taken off her shoes, and he quickly pulled his off before joining her on the mattress and moving instantly into her open arms. Their lips met, and once more Cassius was astounded by the strength of feeling he had for this woman. It was as though she’d cast some kind of spell on him, almost like the mating bond that some of his kind experienced. But he’d never expected to feel that—his reindeer colleagues were all spoken for, and he’d never been attracted to any of the girls, anyway. He’d resigned himself to the fact that any attachments he had would be of the human, not supernatural, variety.

As his tongue slipped sensuously against Carina’s, and their hands wandered across each other’s bodies, he came to the conclusion that was just fine. If this was human love, then he was more than happy with it. Carina was perfect — and for the time being, at least, she was his.

 

You can grab your copy of Reindeer Games: Cupid here.

And don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss to check out all the other Blissemas Kissmas snoggers!

Sapphic Christmassy Goodness Available Early!

Hi everyone,

More fantastic news – A Christmas to Remember, a lesbian erotic anthology I’m part of, is available early! It also contains stories from Erzabet Bishop, Laila Blake, Harper Bliss and Cheyenne Blue.

Here’s the blurb:

From the obligatory office party to a cabin in the woods, Christmas celebrations come in all shapes and sizes. The ladies in this Christmas anthology like to keep it original though, and get their festive groove on in bed shops and the Australian outback, not to mention the ‘Mermaids and Mistletoe Masquerade Ball’… A Christmas to Remember contains five lesbian erotica stories that will make your Christmas merry AND hot.

And don’t you just love that cover? *fans self*

So, what are you waiting for? Grab yourself some Sapphic sexiness this holiday season: https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/a-christmas-to-remember/

Add it to Goodreads here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19373970-a-christmas-to-remember

Happy Reading!
Lucy x

P.S. If gay erotic romance is more your thing, Illicit Relations is now also available for pre-order on Kobo, and is already storming up the charts. *happy dance*

P.P.S. I just signed and sent back a contract for a lesbian novella last night. Once I have it countersigned by the publisher, I’ll be sure to spill the beans 🙂

Keeping Nice and Toasty This Blissemas

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wristwarmersIf you’ve stopped by this site before, particularly last Blissemas, you’ll know I’m not a fan of winter. I don’t like the cold, I don’t like snow and ice, and I can’t stand the shorter days and dark nights. Brr. However, this year I’ve picked up a new hobby that will help me counteract the cold part – knitting! I used to knit when I was younger, but then I stopped and forgot how to do it. I was recently re-taught and I became hooked. So far I’ve knitted teddies for charity, an iPhone case, a Kindle Fire case and some wrist warmers – which are great for when I’m working on the laptop because I can still use the mouse and keyboard easily, but I’m kept nice and toasty. What do you think?

I’m now working on a Christmas Elf which is a little more difficult than anything I’ve attempted so far, but fingers crossed I’ll achieve it. Then I’m making a cardigan, also to keep me nice and warm. It’ll be a big project, but hey, the winter in this country lasts until March/April time so once it’s done I’ll definitely get some wear out of it 😉 I will defeat you, winter, I will!

And, if you want to see how I managed to turn chilly weather, snow and ice into an erotic story, check out my erotic romance novella, Reindeer Games: Cupid.

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And the grand prize for Blissemas overall is either the eReader of your choice (pick from either a Kindle, Nook, Kobo or Sony) or a $100 Gift Card (choose either All Romance, Amazon, Totally Bound or Barnes & Noble). All you have to do is leave a comment on this post to be entered into the draw. Make sure to pop back to Blissemas.co.uk each day and visit that day’s author – there will be more individual prizes to be won, and each comment you leave will get you another entry into that fantastic prize draw. Good luck!

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The Christmas Tattoo: Sources of Inspiration

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.

Sunday Snog – Cupid

It’s time for another Sunday Snog, and I’ve been getting all festive with my other posts, so I thought it was time to get Christmassy with the snogs! So, without further ado, here’s my snog. It’s from last year’s holiday release, Reindeer Games: Cupid, which is a m/f shifter erotic romance. What if Santa’s reindeer were shifters? You’ll have to read it and find out…

Cupid

Turning to face her, he felt simultaneous lurches in his chest and groin. She really was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen. In all his long years, he didn’t think he’d felt quite this strongly about someone — and, if he was honest with himself, it scared him. Particularly since he knew it was going to kill him—not literally, of course—when they broke up.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

Cassius shook his head, as though to rid himself of his maudlin thoughts. “Nothing,” he replied, stepping towards her, “I was just thinking about how beautiful you are.”

She lowered her eyes demurely, and a wash of colour crept across her cheeks. It was totally adorable, and Cassius’ rapidly swelling cock leapt in response. She seemed to get a grip on herself, and looked back up at him. “Thank you. You’re pretty damn gorgeous yourself. Now kiss me.”

“It would be my pleasure.” He leaned down to do just that, but then stopped. “Oh, hang on one moment.”

A little crease appeared between her eyebrows as he backed off. Then he walked over to his bedside table, removed his glasses and put them down. “Okay, I’m all yours.”

“Well, thank fuck for that! Come here.” She shuffled back on the bed until she was leaning against the pillows, and patted the space next to her.

Cassius didn’t hesitate. He noticed she’d already taken off her shoes, and he quickly pulled his off before joining her on the mattress and moving instantly into her open arms. Their lips met, and once more Cassius was astounded by the strength of feeling he had for this woman. It was as though she’d cast some kind of spell on him, almost like the mating bond that some of his kind experienced. But he’d never expected to feel that—his reindeer colleagues were all spoken for, and he’d never been attracted to any of the girls, anyway. He’d resigned himself to the fact that any attachments he had would be of the human, not supernatural, variety.

As his tongue slipped sensuously against Carina’s, and their hands wandered across each other’s bodies, he came to the conclusion that was just fine. If this was human love, then he was more than happy with it. Carina was perfect — and for the time being, at least, she was his.

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

My Sexy Saturday #8 – #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 anticipation. I’ve already started getting festive, so here’s another snippet from my m/f shifter erotic romance, Reindeer Games: Cupid.

And he still had the feeling he was going to tell her tonight. He just hoped she wouldn’t run a mile.
Carina stopped outside his open bedroom door.

“Go ahead,” he said, gesturing her inside, “It’s clean and tidy, I promise.”

She entered, and Cassius turned to flick off the hallway and landing lights, then reached inside his room to switch on that light. He deliberately didn’t look at Carina, who was perched on the end of his bed. Instead, he quickly shut the bedroom door and crossed over to close the curtains. Okay, now he’d got the dull practicalities out of the way, he could enjoy himself.

Turning to face her, he felt simultaneous lurches in his chest and groin. She really was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen. In all his long years, he didn’t think he’d felt quite this strongly about someone — and, if he was honest with himself, it scared him. Particularly since he knew it was going to kill him—not literally, of course—when they broke up.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

Cassius shook his head, as though to rid himself of his maudlin thoughts. “Nothing,” he replied, stepping towards her, “I was just thinking about how beautiful you are.”

You can buy Reindeer Games: Cupid here.

Please use the list below to head on over to the other blogs participating in My Sexy Saturday, and don’t forget to leave us all comments, we love ’em!

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

Kinking Christmas with Kay Jaybee

Ever since I started to write erotica (just before the dawn of time), I have written an annual Christmas story. When the much missed Oysters and Chocolate erotica site was alive and kicking, I provided the festive tale each and every year- and I just loved writing them. So much so, that I began to write sexy seasonal capers for other people as well, including Xcite and Forum magazine (may it rest in peace!).

So this year – with no seasonal anthology coming from Xcite, and Oysters and Chocolate gone, I was at a loss! Until my dear friends Victoria and Kev Blisse and Lily Harlem said- self publish one! And so I did!

Christmas KinkChristmas Kink is a collection of five erotic stories- four of which appeared on the Oysters web site many years ago, and one of which (The Little Red Dress) is brand spanking new!

Blurb-

What’s your favourite part of the Christmas celebration? Decorating the tree with tinsel, the heavenly aroma of cinnamon and fruit from Christmas cakes and puddings, the office Christmas party, a visit to Santa’s grotto, the presents?

Kay Jaybee’s Christmas Kink twists all of these festive traditions into five individual episodes of hot erotica that will leave you fanning yourself with the nearest Christmas card…

Romantic, steamy, with a touch of S&M, and a sprinkling of cinnamon (yes, really)- I think I’ve added a little festive kink into this anthology for everyone…

Here’s a little taster…

Santa’s Little Helper

Jay gazed approvingly at her reflection in the tinsel decorated mirror. The gold material shimmered as she turned from side-to-side. Cut to fit tightly against her chest, the bodice section gave way to an extremely short, almost tutu style skirt, of the finest silvery gauze.

Her fingers trailed through the soft folds before she reached around to stroke the feather like wings that protruded from her back.

The fabric curtain was drawn back and the sales assistant drew breath. ‘You are possibly the most beautiful fairy ever destined to top a Christmas tree.’ He pulled the ties tighter at the back of the bodice, forcing Jay to stand up taller. ‘You are also the sexiest.’ He pushed two exquisite high-heeled shoes towards her white stocking clad feet, enjoying the view as her tiny gold thong flashed in front of his eyes when she bent slightly to slip them on.

As a final touch he slid a delicate glittering tiara onto her short curled hair, and put a wand in her hand. ‘Now, all that’s missing is a smile.’

‘I am smiling.’

‘That’s not a smile, that’s the evil grin of a wicked slut who knows that every guy that claps eyes on you is going to be asking Santa Claus if he can screw you for Christmas.’

Jay laughed.

‘I was thinking you could go for the child friendly smile. After all, you’re supposed to be Santa’s Little Helper at one of the department stores right?’

Jay nodded, and tried to wipe the lust off her face. Not easy when she felt so damn horny dressed like an expensive tree decoration. She thanked the assistant, paid the costume hire charge and, wrapping a large black cloak around her shoulders, left the shop for her place of work.

The shop assistant had been right, she was to be Santa’s Little Helper, but this was not a grotto for children; his joke had been closer to the truth than he’d thought. As Jay reached ‘Spanks’, the club she’d worked in for two years, she slipped into one of the back rooms, and into the discreetly advertised grotto.

Santa, already dressed in his traditional red and white, with huge false beard and hat in place, stared at her with giveaway young eyes as she hung up her cloak. He didn’t say anything, but slipped a gloved hand up her skirt and slowly stroked the tops of her legs. Jay purred at him, enjoying the sensations for a few seconds before moving away.

It was show time.

The queue was fairly small, but as visits to Santa had been by appointment only, this was not a surprise.

After the first five men had sat on Santa’s lap and asked to have their Christmas wishes granted, for which they had already paid handsomely, Jay was glad to have a break. She needed a drink to remove the taste of condom and sweat from the three blow jobs she’d given, and needed to calm her own rising desire after the last two guys activities.

They had visited Santa together, sitting on a knee each, they’d requested an intimate examination of her chest. Santa had obliged, removed his gloves and undid her bodice, revealing her bare tits. The visitors fell on a breast each, both using their given five minutes to gorge on her, and feel up as much of her body as they could.

Jay knew that she had at least four more customers to grant wishes to before she could even think about her own satisfaction, but her tits, now firmly secured back behind the gold fabric, nagged at her for more attention, and she knew that she was far more tuned on than was professional.

Santa stuck his head around the door. ‘Five minutes honey.’

She nodded and took another sip of water.

He paused, ‘Do you think you’ll make it? I’ve never seen you so horny, I can practically smell you?’

‘Shit, it’s this outfit. I’ll be fine.’

‘We have a little time. I could help.’

‘Santa, what do you mean?’ Jay adopted a little girl voice and fluttered her eyelashes provocatively.

‘I mean, my dear little fairy, that it’s time you had a quick turn on my knee.’

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If you’d like to see what Santa did next, or you fancy dipping into the other stories- Decorations, Cake Mix, Candy at Christmas or The Little Red Dress- you can buy Christmas Kink on Amazon at-

Amazon US
Amazon UK

 

Many thanks for letting me pop by today Lucy!

And an early Merry Christmas to you all!

Kay xx

 

Bio-

Kay Jaybee wrote the novels The Retreat (Xcite, 2013), Making Him Wait, (Sweetmeats Press, 2012), The Voyeur (Xcite, 2012), and The Perfect Submissive (Xcite 2012). She also write the novellas, Not Her Type (2nd ed. 1001 NightsPress, 2013), Digging Deep (Xcite, 2013), A Sticky Situation, (Xcite, 2012), and The Circus, (Sweetmeats Press), and the anthologies Christmas Kink (KDP, 2013) The Collector (Austin & Macauley, 2012), The Best of Kay Jaybee (Xcite, 2012), Tied to the Kitchen Sink, Equipment, (All Romance, 2012), Yes Ma’am (Xcite e-books, 2011), Quick Kink One and Two (Xcite e-books, 2010). Details of Kay’s work can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.uk