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Why I Write BDSM – BDSM Blog Hop! #BDSMhop

bdsmbloghopbadgeWelcome to the BDSM Blog Hop, which is all about raising awareness of various practises, and educating those that want to learn more about BDSM and the lifestyle.

I thought a good way for me to do this would be to put up a post on why I write BDSM. I never used to, you see. When I first started writing erotica and erotic romance, I kept it pretty vanilla – usually between a man and a woman, though not necessarily in a bed. Thinking about it, the first story I had published took place in an army truck!

I didn’t understand BDSM, and I didn’t really like reading books that featured BDSM. But now, several years on, my mind has been well and truly opened. I’ve read lots of books about it, researched it – albeit from the comfort of my computer chair – and have now penned several books containing it, including two full-length novels. If you’d told me that five or six years ago, I’d have laughed at you.

Basically, the longer I’ve been in the industry, the more I’ve learned about all kinds of things to do with sex and alternative lifestyles. I’ve always been open-minded, luckily, and I’ve always enjoyed learning new things. So, for me, adding lots of new pairings and genres to my writing CV was a natural progression. Now, I thoroughly enjoy it. I love having different characters with different kinks – or not – to play with, to tease, to taunt, to give them happy endings. Or not. BDSM just opened up a whole new world for me to write in, and now I’m very glad that I did. I think some of my best books and stories are the kinky ones, and my first novel, Stately Pleasures, which is a BDSM ménage erotic romance, is still in the Amazon UK charts over six months after its release.

So yeah, it’s been a learning curve. But wow, what a fun curve it’s been! Carry on hopping to find out more about BDSM in all its guises, find great books about it, and so on. By the time this hop is over, I’ve no doubt you’ll be enlightened – and I’m sure I will have learned more, too, having visited all the other blogs taking part. What a fantastic idea!

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Here’s some more information about Stately Pleasures:

Alice Brown has just landed her dream job. Property manager at Davenport Manor, a British stately home. It’s only a nine-month contract to cover maternity leave, but it’s the boost up the career ladder she so desperately needs.

Unfortunately, things don’t get off to the best start, when Alice finds her boss, Jeremy Davenport, in a compromising position. Far from being embarrassed by what’s happened, Jeremy turns things around on Alice and makes her out to be the one in the wrong. So when he and his best friend and head of security, Ethan Hayes, then throw an ultimatum at her, she’s so stunned and confused that she goes along with their indecent proposal.

When the dust settles and Alice has time to think about things, though, she realises that perhaps it isn’t such a bad thing. There are worse things she could be doing to advance her career, after all.

Read an excerpt and grab your copy here: https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/stately-pleasures/

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My other BDSM books and stories: Testing Tom, The Perfect Dom, The Sweetest Revenge, Punish Me Good, Naughty Delivery and Grand Slam. These are a variety of lengths, kinks and heat levels – check out the individual pages for more information.

My BDSM stories have also been featured in the following anthologies: The Big Book of Submission, Sexy Just Walked Into Town, His: Manlove Edition, Best Bondage Erotica 2014, Coming Together: In The Trenches, The Big Book of Bondage… and many more!

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Before you go, make sure to enter my giveaway using the Rafflecopter below. Then scroll down to check out the rest of the blogs on the hop. Have a great hopping time! (P.S. Over on the sidebar – there’s a Goodreads giveaway for a copy of Stately Pleasures, too!).

Happy Reading,

Lucy x

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My Sexy Saturday #29 – Sexy Delight #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 sexy delight. I’m sharing a snippet from my brand new release, Sweet Spot, my lesbian sports romance novella from Ellora’s Cave, which will help you extend that awesome Wimbledon feeling, as it’s about tennis players!

Bringing myself back to the present, I pulled out my racket before dumping the rest of my stuff in my locker. Then I checked my laces and my hair—two things that could totally screw up a game if they weren’t right—and walked deeper into the area to see if there was anyone around who wanted to knock a few balls around. It was oddly deserted, and the only sound was a shower. I wasn’t about to barge in there, so I turned to leave. There was bound to be someone around. Just as I passed the little corridor that housed the showers, the spray was turned off and after a slight pause a figure stepped out.

I barely prevented my mouth from gaping open as I realized it was Nadia standing there in nothing but a miniscule white towel. Her long legs were on display from upper thigh, and I had to work hard to rein in my lust. Forcing a smile, I said, “Hello, Nadia. How’s it going?”

Returning my smile, she moved past me and toward her locker. She retrieved her bag and began pulling out everything she needed to get dressed. “Hey. I’m good, thanks. What about you? Glad to get back to training?”

As she spoke, she shamelessly dropped her towel and carried on as normal. And why wouldn’t she? It was a women’s changing room, after all. Nudity happened in here all the time. The worst part was that I’d known it was going to happen, yet I still hadn’t managed to prepare myself for the sight.

“U-uh, yes. Really glad. I’m just about to head out onto the courts to see if anyone wants to play. You’re the only one in here.”

“Huh. I guess it makes sense, though—after the Open, a lot of players and coaches head out to see family, take vacations for a couple weeks. Then they get back to it.”

I’d fixed my gaze firmly on her face just after she’d dropped the towel and, as a result, was clinging on to my sanity. Just. “Yeah, I never thought of that. So how come you haven’t taken a vacation?”

You can buy Sweet Spot 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


Plotting in a Hotel Lobby? Or Maybe the Bathroom? by Nancy Corrigan

Yep, that’s me this summer. Summertime is a busy one for my family. I work crazy hours, both in my non-writing job and my writing one. We make it up to the kids by traveling as much as we can in the summer. Well, another one is upon us and I find myself bracing for the same routine. Awake at 2 A.M. while my family is fast asleep in a hotel room.

That gives me three choices:

  1. Pull out my laptop and hope I don’t wake them.
  2. Huddle in the bathroom with the laptop.
  3. Make the trek to the lobby with my laptop for the wonderful (well, for the downright crappy) coffee that’s always available.

Notice that the laptop is involved in all three? Many writers will tell you that they never actually stop writing. I’m one of them. Scenes play out in our head, characters talk and I plot, plot, plot.

My next release was conceived on a trip to Philadelphia, PA during the summer of 2013 in the lobby of a hotel (their coffee was awesome!). Here are the details for Hunter Betrayed, Wild Hunt book 1. It releases September 3, 2014!

Hunter Betrayed

Nancy Corrigan

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Hunter BetrayedWild Hunt, Book 1

Tainted from birth, Harley lives a life cloaked in darkness and temptation. She resists the lure of her evil legacy by holding the memory of her ghostly savior close. Every night without him is agony. She fantasizes about him and yearns for his body, but he’s not the protector or lover she’s envisioned. He’s a Hunter bred to eliminate her kind. He’s also her only hope of salvation.

Calan, the leader of the Wild Hunt, was created to protect mankind from the Unseelie Court. For a millennium, he’s sacrificed to ensure the horrid creatures remain in the Underworld, but his strength wanes. He must rely on his enemy’s daughter to save him, but he doesn’t expect the intensity of their lust or love. Her touch calms his wild nature and ignites his carnal desires. He’ll risk all to save her, but doing so forces him to make the ultimate sacrifice, one that’ll damn him to suffer forever in his own living hell.

A Romantica® Paranormal erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

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Excerpt

“My god,” she let out a nervous laugh, “you’re gorgeous.”

“No, not gorgeous. I was bred for war.” He swept his hand down his chest. “This body is merely a reflection of what was required to fulfill my purpose.”

She tilted her head and studied him with narrowed eyes. Her gaze caressed his skin and left a trail of heat in the wake of her perusal. Her blue eyes widened as her attention focused on his groin and the straining length there. She swallowed hard.

He wished she’d move closer so he could wrap his hand around the tender column of her throat. He wanted to feel the wild beating of her pulse against his palm. As if she’d heard him, she took several steps into the room, but stopped too far away for him to touch her. He curled his fingers.

Patience. He refused to send her running. He’d waited too long for her and freedom.

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Nancy Corrigan believes in unending love and epic tales with a paranormal flare. She enjoys transcending the boundaries of reality to take her readers on an erotic, emotional and romantic journey.

She resides in Pennsylvania with her husband and three children. When she’s not weaving sizzling fantasies, she works as a chemist in a pharmaceutical lab.

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Dungeon Crawl #16 #dungeoncrawl

candles-600pxWelcome to the Dungeon Crawl. Each Wednesday, writers of BDSM will be sharing snippets from their work, and folks will be crawling round to each of them and enjoying, and hopefully adding lots of cool books to their to be read lists.

This week, I’m sharing another snippet from my co-authored novel, Grand Slam, to extend that awesome Wimbledon excitement – the lead male, Travis,  is a top tennis player. I co-wrote this super-hot sports romance with my good friend, Lily Harlem. Don’t forget to scroll down when you’re done reading and go and check out the other blogs on the hop. Happy crawling!

“Just feel,” he whispered, hovering his lips over mine. “Endorphins are rushing into your bloodstream, giving you a natural high as pain alerts your nerve endings that something exciting is happening.” He slid his free hand up my back, tracing the outline of my spine through my blouse.

I breathed in the air he was breathing out, warm and sweet. The scream of hurt in my scalp made me want to wriggle but being held so firmly and confidently kept me still. The heat of the discomfort slipped down my nape and neck and over my shoulders, then combined with the lovely sensation of him stroking my back.

“Can you feel it?” he whispered. “Pain mixing with pleasure, the lines between the two blurring.”

I could feel it with every fiber of my being. My skin was alive with awareness, my breasts were heavy and desperate for stimulation, and between my legs I was buzzing for action. Good, hard man action, preferably of the naked, sweaty variety. “Yes,” I gasped.

He adjusted his hold on my ponytail of hair, stepping the pull up another level.

“Ouch.” I fisted my hands against his chest. “Travis, please, let me go.”

“If you promise me one thing.”

“Ow, yes, come on.” I squirmed against him. That really did bloody hurt now. “What?”

He shut his eyes, sucked in a breath. Pushed harder into my body as he squeezed me closer.

Even with the distraction of having my hair yanked I could make out his now completely solid erection. “Travis!”

“Just remember what it is your body is crying out for at this moment in time.”

More.

That was the word that jumped into my brain, flooding my thoughts and blinding me with shock that I could want more pain, more hair-pulling, more heat blasting through my body.

Want more? Grab your copy of Grand Slam here.


Taking Eve by Tina Donahue (@tinadonahue)

Taking EveBlurb:

A willing slave to possession, punishment, pleasure…

Dreams of a manor where submission and dominance once ruled draws Faith to hypnotherapist Colin Danes. Potently virile, he looks remarkably like her most cherished master from a past life. Desire smolders in his eyes, proving he’s never forgotten her.

Their carnal dance continues in the present and leads to their past when she was known as Eve. Through hypnotherapy, Colin brings her back to the Victorian era, a hidden estate where she eagerly submits to whatever he and her other noble masters crave. The exquisite discipline of the strap. Being bid on and mounted each night. Displayed and used for the enjoyment of all.

Most will take her. One will try to imprison her. Only he will be her true master in that life and this.

Available from: http://www.ellorascave.com/taking-eve.html

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Excerpt:

Eve was still bathing when he came for her. A man whose presence she’d frequently felt. A stranger she’d often seen riding past this cottage, his steed magnificent, a sorrel with a startling white mane and tail.

At those times, she’d noted the man’s well-defined features, noble bearing, the way his attention had focused on her alone. How his gaze had lingered and possessed, warming her skin, calling to everything female within her, demanding her submission. She’d given it, not moving, scarcely drawing a breath, her work forgotten.

Nothing except him had mattered.

Not once had he spoken or made a demand. During his increasingly prolonged observations of her, he’d been content—or obliged—to do no more than look.

Now, she saw the rope he held in one gloved hand.

Eve’s belly fluttered.

The ends of the rope jumped as he moved past the doorway, his height requiring him to stoop to avoid striking his head. He wore no top hat. Snow dusted his dark hair and shoulders. His ankle-length cloak was of fine black wool, lined with fur, his eveningwear consisting of a dark coat cinched at the waist and trousers of the same color. Fresh milk couldn’t compete with the flawless white of his vest and cravat, tied perfectly about his throat.

He closed the door, bolting it against interruption of what he was about to do.

The thought of it—and the metal’s sharp clack—caused Eve to start. Her pulse pounded fiercely. The candles Mrs. Trumble had lit stopped flickering at the wind’s departure. A few stray snowflakes floated in the air.

Eve felt none of the chill that he’d brought inside, only intense heat, spreading from her chest to her belly and cunt, then to her neck. Her throat tightened, not allowing her to make any sound as he stopped just short of the tub. Close enough for her to see his lushly lashed eyes, of the purest blue, more glorious than any sky.

He regarded her naked breasts to the exclusion of every other part of her and spoke for the first time. “Pull back your arms and arch your back. Present yourself to me.”

His voice was quiet yet commanding, smooth yet rough with arousal.

Unsteady with desire, Eve did as he wanted. She had no other choice. She wanted none. With her back arched and her arms drawn back, she lifted her breasts in offering.

He studied the ripe globes and her tightened nipples at a leisurely pace, moving from one side of the tub to the other to get his fill.

Eve remained a silent, obedient witness to his brazen perusal. Craving and enjoying it, desire pulsing through her.

A small smile touched his lips as her breasts quivered with her quick breaths. At length, his attention moved lower, to the part of her the bath continued to hide. Its violet-scented water reflected the candles’ flames, which tinted it gold and orange. Warm colors that hardly matched the heat blazing within Eve.

“You know what to expect?” he asked.

She nodded.

“All of it?”

Eve thought not, so she shook her head.

He seemed pleased by that and began, “From this moment forward, you’re never to cover yourself in any of your Masters’ presence. Your breasts, nipples, mouth, cunt, ass and anus are ours to use as we please. Whatever we require of you, no matter how demanding or indecent, you’re to obey with the greatest haste. You belong to us now. We have your agreement. Did you make it willingly?”

Eve had.

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Bio:

Tina Donahue is an award-winning, bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave, Siren Publishing, and Kensington. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic romances (Adored, Lush Velvet Nights, and Deep, Dark, Delicious) were named finalists in the 2011 EPIC competition. The French review site, Blue Moon reviews, chose her erotic romance Sensual Stranger as their Book of the Year 2010 (erotic category). The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for Lush Velvet Nights, and two of her titles (The Yearning and Deep, Dark, Delicious) received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition (2011 and 2012). Take Me Away and Adored both won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the 2012 Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. She was the editor of an award–winning Midwestern newspaper and worked in Story Direction for a Hollywood production company.

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CONTEST:

Please leave a comment. Tina will be choosing one winner randomly from the comments section. The winner gets her choice of one of Tina’s backlist ebooks – FIFTEEN IN ALL – contemporary, paranormal, suspense, ménage. From this list:

1. Adored – RWA award-winning; EPIC 2011 Finalist; 4 Stars RT

2. Deep, Dark, Delicious – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Holt Medallion Award of Merit

3. Lush Velvet Nights – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Golden Nib Award

4. In His Arms – SIX 5 Star Reviews; 4 Stars RT

5. Sensual Stranger – 2010 Book of the Year (erotic); 4 Stars RT

6. The Yearning – Top Ten Bestseller

7. Take Me Away – #1 Pick, Miz Love Loves Books

8. Unending Desire – Best Book Rating LASR

9. SiNN – Nominated for Book of the Week LASR

10. Sinfully Wicked – Magnificent – Romancing the Book

11.  Claiming Magique – Top Pick – NOR

12. Illicit Desire – Four Stars Romantic Times

13. Come Fill Me – Five Stars – Guilty Pleasures

14. Losing Control – Four and a Half Stars – Sensual Reads

15. Shameless Desire – Four and Half Stars – The Jeep Diva

Sunday Snog – Sweet Spot

Sunday Snog

Sweet SpotIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! My lesbian erotic romance novella, Sweet Spot, was released on Wednesday, so as part of the ongoing celebrations, I’m sharing a snog from that. Read on for sexy Sapphic shower snogging… try saying that fast! 😉

Instead I continued to explore her swollen folds, dipping into her molten core and enjoying the sounds she made and the wriggles that told me I was doing something right. Drawing more juices from her cunt, I spread them over her clit, which was distended, making its presence known. I began to play with it, paying attention to her reactions, figuring out what she liked, what she loved, what she was indifferent to. Learning her body, learning what would make her come apart.

Throughout, we continued kissing, her deft tongue caressing mine, exploring my mouth. Every now and again she would suck on my tongue, my bottom lip, even give the occasional nibble. I mirrored her movements, aware that they grew increasingly frantic—our mouths hungrily devouring, our fingers playing with needy pussies.

She was learning my body too. Her ministrations were sensual, erotic, yet precise. She’d quickly pinpointed the exact spot beside my clit that really got my motor revving. But instead of stimulating it relentlessly until I came, she teased me. Played me. Brought me close to orgasm, happy hormones rushing through my veins, then moved away, slipped her fingers inside me. Caressed my G-spot, coaxed more juices from me until I thought I had no more. Then started all over again. I grew lightheaded, desperate. Would she ever let me come?

Perhaps if I made her come first, once she’d ridden out her climax she’d concentrate on me and let me have my own. It was worth a try—and a damn good excuse to move things on. I could hardly wait to see her orgasm. She was beautiful already—extreme pleasure would only enhance that.

Pulling away from her lips, I leaned back a little until her face came into focus once more, and gave her a wicked grin. “Time for you to come, sweetheart.”

“And what about you?” she replied. I was gratified to hear that she sounded breathless, lust-drunk.

“After. You first.” With that, I gripped her upper arms, spun us both around and pushed her against the wall, careful to avoid the hook that held my wash bag. We’d moved mostly out of the spray now, though droplets still hit the edge of my buttocks, running into my crack, giving a little stimulation.

You can get your hands on Sweet Spot here.

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

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