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Girl on Girl Action is Hot by Jennifer Kacey (@jenniferkacey)

Buried PermissionGirl on girl action is hot!!! That’s right, I said it!

Girls are pretty and soft, and the connection, for the most part, is VERY different than what you’d have with a man.

When I heard about the open call from Ellora’s Cave Publishing for Hot Pink, an all FF line, I couldn’t wait to write it. I’ve dabbled in it for my Members Only Series but knew I could write something wicked hot if given the chance. Buried Permission was born and it releases today! Yea!!!

Wondering how people were going to react to this book made me think about labels. There are a billion out there and some I’d never even heard of. Lesbian, bi-sexual, transgender, bi-curious, queer, butch, dyke, femme, homosexual and OMG so many more I can’t list them all.

Want to know the only label I care about? It’s…..

That’s all that matters to me, and I wish it for everyone!!!

Thinking about all of this made me wonder what kind of numbers we have in the US so I looked up some statistics. Yes I’m a nerd at heart.

Gay or lesbian relations

2001: 40%

2014: 58%

City with the Largest Density of LGBT Population

San Francisco with 15.4% at 94,234

New York is actually 15th just because there are so many more people there. Total is 272,493

California has the largest # of Same Sex Couple Households.

19 states have legalized gay marriage – GREAT JOB!!!

31 states still have a ban on it – BOO!!!

Most shocking statistic to me?

Being lesbian, gay, bisexual or transgender is illegal in almost 80 countries, and in at least five of them is still punishable by death.


We’ve got a long way to go!! But hopefully with myself and others writing about how beautiful and wonderful it can be we’ll keep changing people one opinion at a time.




“I want to touch you,” Kerrington admitted. “I want to feel every inch of you, naked, beneath me, over me, beside me.”

Indecision weighted heavy on Danielle’s face and Kerrington soothed it away.

“Please,” Kerrington pleaded as she kissed her throat, drawing the “V” of her T-shirt aside to kiss her collarbone, licking her skin.

“Don’t stop. I know I’ll regret this later, but I’ve loved you for so long I can’t say no.”

Kerrington wanted to stop.She knew she should and they should talk, and she had so much to tell her about the session she’s had with Dr. Mack.


Good intentions flew out the window as Danielle began undressing. She revealed her belly, one tanned inch at a time as she tugged her shirt over her head. Kerrington felt like a kid at Christmas.

She attacked the button on Danielle’s shorts to release it, sliding the zipper down, letting the material fall to the ground. Danielle stepped out of them as she worked at the clasp of her bra while walking toward the couch. She unhooked it, slipping it from each of her arms looking like a Burlesque dancer, titillating with the sexy sway of her hips.

Before she could get to the front of the couch, Kerrington grabbed her, bending her, face first, over the edge of the big black armrest on the side.

The slap of her palms on the material was punctuated by, “What are you… Mmm…” Her moan as Kerrington cupped her sex made Kerrington feel like Superwoman.

Danielle’s naked pussy made her salivate.The fact that she could touch it, rub her hands all over it, and taste it… “I’ve got to taste you,” Kerrington admitted on a sexy groan. She hit her knees behind Danielle, pulling her cheeks apart. The sight of the wetness coating the lips of her sex, and watching her tiny asshole pucker in anticipation almost made her come right then. “You’re so pretty.”

It was such an understatement, but it felt like a prayer to finally get to speak it outloud.

She leaned toward her, tightening the grip she had on her ass, and Danielle arched back, seeking Kerrington’s touch where she needed it the most.

Kerringtonclosed her eyes on the first taste of her clit. She sucked it in her mouth, stretching the cheeks of Danielle’s ass so she’d feel the tightness in her pussy and her ass as well.

“Oh, God, I’m not gonna last. Please…”

Kerrington had never felt more powerful, and peaceful, and happy than in the time it took for her best friend to utter that last syllable.

“I want to make you come. I want to hear it.” She almost let her inexperience get the best of her.Instead of fumbling on how to pleasure Danielle, she did what she would have liked and treated Danielle’s body as the beautiful piece of art it was.

She ran her thumb along the lips of her sex, coating her slim digit in Danielle’s silky wetness. “You’re so wet.” She dipped the tip of her thumb into Danielle’s pussy and Danielle jerked with a groan of pleasure.

“I’m always…wet…for…you.”

Kerrington worked a thumb inside her core and Danielle’s breath caught on every shallow thrust. She grabbed a handful of Danielle’s ass, pulling it, stretching it so she could lean forward to suck her clit again. But this time she bit down, trapping the sensitive nubbin between her teeth and flicked the thousands of nerve endings attached to every pleasure center in her body.

That was all it took.



Buried Permission – AVAILABLE ON JUNE 13th, 2014

Kerrington needed her best friend Danielle in her life. Secretly, she wasn’t just a need. She was an ache, buried so deep Kerrington couldn’t breathe without wanting her. But she’d promised her grandmother she’d make her proud and find a man to marry, to have children with, to love, to cherish…

Nothing else mattered more than following the straight and narrow path set before her. Until one night, when a simple kiss changed everything and put Danielle and Kerrington’s strained friendship into question.

Searching for answers, Kerrington finds the permission she thought lost forever—unearthed by hypnotherapist, Dr. Mackenzie Raith. Now Kerrington must convince Danielle to give her one last chance, if it’s not too late.

A Romantica® female/female erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

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The books in the Members Only Series can be found here…

Together In Cyn – some FF and MM
Haleigh’s Ink – some FF and LOTS of MM
A Very Menage Christmas
Duke’s Valentine


Jennifer KaceyJennifer Kacey is a wife, mother, and business owner living with her family in Texas. She sings in the shower, plays piano in her dreams, and has to have a different color of nail polish every week. The best advice she’s ever been given? Find the real you and never settle for anything less.

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If You Could Choose… by Cheryl Dragon

Rough LandingWomen are resilient. Throughout history, we’ve adapted to whatever crazy ideas/laws men have laid down (like killing ‘witches’).

We out live men…raise kids solo when the men don’t stick around. Women stick together and help each other out. Think Golden Girls…it’s not about sex. (If you haven’t seen the Golden Girls…go watch some of that show! Betty White was retired way before she was Hot in Cleveland). Women, the right women, understand each other and get through things together—as friends.

Three of the Golden Girls were widowed…Dorothy was divorced but even with a jerk for an ex, she still liked men. We can’t choose, we’re wired how we’re wired…blue eyes, brown hair, tall or not—gay or straight.

If you could change it, would you? I know plenty of women with evil ex-husbands who might prefer to fall in love with their best friend…no risk of pregnancy. Double the wardrobe…

Don’t think about the sex part…just think if you’d been dealt the opposite orientation. Probably isn’t comfortable. Then again, some people are bisexual…in the middle of that sexy spectrum. That can be harder still. People like labels and categories. It gives us the illusion of control. But in the end, it doesn’t matter (unless you want to date that person in question…then their sexual orientation does matter).

The bottom line is…We can’t change who we are. But we can support equality for all. Two men together is hot! Two women together is hot! Reading either types of stories doesn’t change who you are. We can like all sorts of stories…

Being June and Pride month…I hope everyone comes out in favor of marriage equality! And, like the Golden Girls often did…try something new. It’ll give you something to talk about with your friends over cheesecake!



Kate Pacinelli has been infatuated with fellow flight attendant Stephanie Carlson for months. While Kate is out, Steph’s preferences are a mystery. The former cheerleader has a complicated, bisexual past.

It’s a smooth ride for both women until a rough landing shakes them up and changes their relationship.

Hot sex in private doesn’t translate to the public relationship Kate is looking for. She’s fallen for women afraid to come out before and won’t have her heart toyed with again. When Steph avoids conversations and labels with expert seduction, Kate refuses to play closet games. Steph will have to come out or risk losing Kate for good.

A Romantica® lesbian erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

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Covergasm – I Love Me Some Beautiful Book Covers!

I love me some gorgeous book covers – I must admit, I don’t just buy books because of their cover, but they certainly have an influence! Which is why I’m so happy that I’m blessed with some beautiful book covers of my own. Here are just three, for my books which come out this month. You can click on each of the covers for more information.

Don’t forget to scroll down and enter my giveaway, the grand prize giveaway, then check out the Linky List of the rest of the blogs on the hop. Happy Hopping, and I hope all these lovely covers give you plenty of new books to add to your to be read lists!

Lucy x

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Steel Horses and Hot Women by Annabeth Leong (@annabethleong)

Heated Leather LoverI’ll never forget the first time I got on a motorcycle. The noise rushed through me, filling me with the sort of adrenaline I get as part of a frenzied concert crowd. The speed and maneuverability made me feel at one with the road. And the rumble between the legs—well, it was like sitting on an industrial-strength vibrator while riding a roller coaster.

It only took one ride to turn me on to the reasons some people go crazy for women on bikes.

To my great regret, I’ve never learned to operate a motorcycle myself, though I hope to someday. My experience riding as a passenger taught me plenty, though, and when Ellora’s Cave put out a call for its Hot Pink series—stories of lesbian erotic romance—it didn’t take long for me to envision Tam, a smoking hot butch on a steel horse, and Yasmin, the woman who can’t get enough of her.



Tam rode faster than she should have, but it was hard to hold back with Yasmin’s soft warmth nestled against her. She sped out of town and onto the coastal highway, accelerating until the wind cooled her despite the heat Yasmin inspired.

Day began to transition to night. Sunlight slanted sideways, transforming the dull, flat landscape into something honey-dipped and full of possibility. Yasmin worked her delicate fingers under Tam’s leather jacket, then under her shirt, lightly stroking Tam’s stomach. Tam liked the way Yasmin felt but worried about her ability to operate the motorcycle under her influence. She laid a hand over Yasmin’s in warning and the exploring fingers stilled. They remained in place against Tam’s bare skin, though, impossible to ignore. Butterflies gathered in Tam’s stomach, on the other side of her skin from those delicious fingers.

Tam clenched her jaw, doing her best to stay cool. She steered the bike with familiar expertise, making it roar, then purr. She imagined doing the same to Yasmin, working the other woman’s clit with just such a knowing touch, drawing the right noises at the right time from those big, soft lips and making her back arch with pleasure. The bike’s seat vibrated under her crotch, steadily increasing her awareness of her arousal. She hoped it affected Yasmin in exactly the same way.

They rode farther south, ocean waves crashing against the beach to their left. Water gripped at land and flailed against it, making Tam think of tangled legs and pounding rhythms. She took a deep breath and pulled the bike over onto the shoulder.

“Why are we stopping?” Yasmin’s coy tone of voice told Tam she knew damn well.

Tam looked over her shoulder at her breathtaking companion, almost afraid to let her gaze land full-force on the other woman. “Where do you want to do this?” Desire almost choked off the words.

Yasmin responded with a blissful smile. “Anywhere.”



When Tam Bouie rides into town on her motorcycle, she finds the welcoming committee of her dreams. In a bar called Issues, the beautiful femme Yasmin Miller seems to have been waiting for a butch on a steel horse to sweep her off her feet.

Yasmin has a serious fetish for women in leather and isn’t afraid to go after what she wants—until she discovers that Tam isn’t just passing through. Convinced that their town is too small for the explosive love affair that threatens to ignite, and the possible fallout if it goes sour, Yasmin drops Tam as quickly as she picked her up.

Tam, however, doesn’t give up easily, and Yasmin’s resolutions to stay away from her won’t mean a thing if she can’t resist the sexy butch’s heated leather love.

A Romantica® lesbian erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave, part of the Hot Pink series.

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Annabeth Leong has written erotica of many flavors. She loves shoes, stockings, cooking and excellent bass lines. She always keeps a new e-book loaded on her phone and a paperback stashed in her purse, but her eyes are still bigger than her stomach whenever she visits a bookseller. She blogs at annabethleong.blogspot.com, and tweets @AnnabethLeong . Watch for her next contemporary erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave, Turn Back Time.


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Sunday Snog – Sweet Spot

Sunday Snog

Sweet SpotIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! Last week I shared my first snog from Sweet Spot, my f/f erotic romance novella which is part of the Raw Talent series. It’s due for release on the 18th June, and is up for pre-order now. This week’s snog follows on directly from last week’s.

Spoiled for choice, I knew I had to make a decision fast, before I ruined this seriously sexy Sapphic moment. Finally, my brain kicked in and I remembered that, given I had two hands, I could do two of those things. Seriously, what was it about this woman that made me into a brainless idiot? Shifting one hand up her body, I slotted it beneath the thick mane of wet hair that hung down her back and grabbed her neck, pulling her mouth harder onto mine. We groaned together, the sound nearly lost in each other and the hot water that still poured onto us.

I sneaked my free hand eagerly downward, spreading my fingers wide, ready to grab that gorgeous flesh. When I finally did, I thought I might expire with pleasure. The bum I’d spent a great deal of time checking out was amazing. Firm and yet not too hard, still deliciously feminine and eminently squeezable. I wanted to bury my face between those cheeks and explore.

I told myself that there was no rush. She’d said this wasn’t just about sex, which implied this wouldn’t be a one-off, wouldn’t be a sole incident that I’d relive again and again while I laid in bed, my hand crammed between my thighs. I hoped more than anything that she meant it, meant that she didn’t just want me for sex. Though even if that weren’t the case, it was shaping up to be a spectacular first and last time.

Growing braver, I shifted the hand that was on Nadia’s buttock into her crack, delving between those perfect globes in search of the prize. The hot, slick, prize. And God, was it hot and slick. There was no denying her arousal—my fingertips were immediately coated in her juices and I wanted more than anything to put them in my mouth and taste her. But that would mean breaking the kiss. Later—I could taste her later.

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!

Sunday Snog – Sweet Spot

Sunday Snog

Sweet SpotIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, and I’m moving onto something new. I’ve shared lots of snogs from Stately Pleasuresbut now I have a ton of new releases coming up, I’ll share some lip-to-lip action from them. First up is a snog from Sweet Spot, my f/f erotic romance novella which is part of the Raw Talent series. It’s due for release on the 18th June, and is up for pre-order now.

“I was going to town on your delectable tits and remembered that we haven’t even kissed yet.” She paused. “Would you like to?”

“Like to? Kiss?” It seemed like such a stupid question that I couldn’t help repeating it. I nodded frantically.
She moved her face close to mine and said huskily, “I was hoping you’d say that. Or nod it, anyway.” A short laugh and she was right there, grown blurry, and I closed my eyes before they crossed and made me look like a total moron. As a result, I didn’t know how long I had until her mouth touched mine.

It was barely a second. A whisper of breath across the delicate skin, then soft, wet lips contacted mine. I still wasn’t convinced that I wasn’t dreaming. Me and Nadia naked and soapy together in a shower…it was like my favorite sexual fantasies come true.

Then my capability for thinking was removed. Because, at the same time her tongue sought access to my mouth, her right hand skated down my body and insinuated itself between my thighs. Working in tandem, her hand and her tongue teased me, tantalized me, stroking, caressing, penetrating. I was so bowled over by the situation that it took a while to realize that I was behaving like a doll—just standing there and letting her do her thing. I mentally shook myself. Come on, Virginia, don’t make this smokin’ hot woman regret her decision to come on to you. You’re not a damn virgin, so get your head out of your arse and reciprocate, enjoy the moment.

My mind made up, I moved my arms from where they’d hung limply at my sides and slipped them around Nadia’s body. It was all so new, so exciting. It wasn’t that I didn’t know what to do next, more that I couldn’t decide. Did I grab the back of her neck, pull her closer and deepen the kiss? Or did I get a handful of the buttocks I’d admired for so long and see if they felt as good as they looked? And what about her breasts?

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!