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To Plan a Seduction by EmKay Connor (@EmKayConnor) #lovemehard

To Plan a SeductionABOUT THE BOOK:

Just one hour. That’s the promise billionaire Anthony Ferrari makes to himself when pressured by his younger sister to attend her latest fund-raising event. One hour and then he can retreat to his high-rise condo to spend the rest of the evening with his favorite companion—a tumbler of Glenfiddich 1937. But some promises are made to be broken. At least that’s what Anthony tells himself when his interest is hooked by an elegant redhead with a knack for disappearing.

Tiffany Delaney—just Delaney to her clients—has worked her ass off to earn a rep as one of the best event planners in New York City. Thanks to a last minute break when her competition flakes out on what promises to be one of the holiday season’s premiere events, her success is virtually guaranteed. Too bad about that policy she has on not mixing business and pleasure because a one-night stand with the super-hot guy in a tux who keeps trapping her in dark corners would be the perfect way to celebrate.

When Anthony discovers the mysterious woman he can’t stop fantasizing about is the city’s most in-demand event planner, he hires her to plan a perfect, over-the-top romantic Valentine’s Day evening for two. What Tiffany doesn’t know is that the dream date she’s planning is a scene for seduction…hers!

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EXCERPT

A pleased smile unfurled across the man’s face, revealing even, white teeth and twin pockets dimpling each cheek. His dark hair was combed back from a wide brow. At first glance, his brown eyes looked slumberous until she became aware of their compelling depths and how intently he stared at her.

“I saw you from up there.” He waved toward the balcony. “When I came down, you’d disappeared. Now I’ve found you hiding from the other guests.”

He thought she was hiding?

Heat sparked in her belly, but it wasn’t anger or annoyance. She might not have dated recently, but she recognized the slow, steady burn of physical attraction.

The guy with the mellow voice, sexy eyes and lean physique was exactly the type of man she fantasized about. If she closed her eyes, she could imagine how he would taste and feel and…

She reminded herself she didn’t mix business and pleasure. Damn it.

If she ever needed a good enough reason to break that rule, here it was. Six feet of luscious manliness with killer dimples and bedroom eyes.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

EmKay Connor is the author of sexy, sassy contemporary romantic fiction infused with quirky humor and engaging characters. Her bright and breezy romances are set in tropical locations and glamorous destinations where her heroes and heroines discover passion and fall in love. Her manuscripts have finaled and won numerous contests, including Spring Into Romance, The Unpublished Beacon and RWA’s prestigious Golden Heart. She lives and writes in northeastern Florida.

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A Valentine Reunion by Lita Lawson (@AuthorLita) #lovemehard

BLURB:

What’s the sister of the bride to do when the stripper hired for the bachelorette party cancels? She finds a replacement. But during a rare ice storm in Nashville, Whitney Jefferson discovers that good looking men in the cozy hotel bar are few and far between. And the only man available happens to be the one who broke her heart almost ten years ago.

Hunter Campbell, a former one-hit country singer, will do anything to reconnect with the one woman he can’t forget. Will Hunter’s performance convince Whitney to risk her heart again?

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EXCERPT:

Her fingers furiously texted on her phone. Unfortunately, it didn’t change the fact she had no stripper for the evening. Tapping her toe in disgust, she went down the hallway that joined the reception are and the bar for more privacy.

“Dam it to hell and back,” Whitney said just as she heard the squeak of door hinges in the hallway. She turned around, only to be caught in the ??? of one sexy brawny man.

“Why, I never heard such vile words coming from the rosiest lips I did have the pleasure of kissing,”

Whitney furrowed her brow, not recognizing the man.

“Oh, my mortally wounded heart. You don’t remember me?”

The man stepped from the hallway shadows until light shone on his face.

Him? Shock prevented her from saying anything. It couldn’t be. She hadn’t seen him since that night….the night he broke her heart.

“Ah, I see you remember me now.”

She felt her face burn in shame remembering the things he had done, they had done together. And her heart beat faster just remembering his lips. Everywhere. Then there.

“Hunter,” her voice squeaked his name out.

“Whitney,” he moved a step forward.

Shocked he remembered her name, she couldn’t stop her mouth from gaping open in surprise.

Taking another step forward until he was so near her she felt his heat, his electricity. Him.

Gathering her wits about her she retorted, “I’m surprised you remember my name.”

“How could I forget you?”

“Humph. Well you did since I never heard from you again.”

He clasped her hands in his. The electricity skittered along her nerves and settled in her nether areas.

“I’m sorry about that. Things were pretty crazy back then. I trust life has been good to you?”

She shrugged her shoulders. What would life had been like if he had called her. Would they have fallen madly in love? Would she be Mrs. Campbell? She doubted it. He was a player then, and most likely remained one today.

“I’m here doing some business. I’m getting ready to grab a bite to eat in the bar. Care to join me?”

Oh, the audacity. He thinks he can pick up where they left off ten years later just like that?

“I already have plans. In fact,” she pulled her hands from his, “I actually have a something to take care of and don’t really have the time.”

“Maybe a rain check?”

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USA Today Bestselling Author Lita Lawson

I fell in love with romance and alpha males when I watched Gone With The Wind with my mother. I’ve been an avid reader since I was young, and have always had an active imagination. I prefer my males to be alpha, the sexier the better!

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Dirty Words by Erica Lynn (@Ms_Erica_Lynn) #lovemehard

Title: Dirty Words

Series: Jessa Woods Novella

Author: Erica Lynn

Genre: Erotic Romance / Romantic Comedy

Heat Level: 5

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Blurb:

Today’s dirty word is…

Jessa Woods has made it her career to educate others about sexual health. Whether it’s simple techniques, exploring sexuality, or spicing up relationships, her radio show, Dirty Words, is a local go-to for all things sexy.

Her personal life, however, isn’t so hot. With a jam-packed schedule and her work first and foremost on her mind, Jessa has little time to date, and her best friend, Jen, fears she’s become cynical.

When Jen slips her iPad full of steamy romance novels in Jessa’s bag before her big trip to a radio show festival, Jessa is less than impressed. However, after scanning a few titles and really looking at what these books have to offer, she realizes she may have been too quick to judge. After all, what’s the harm in examining some of these tropes?

Enter Dylan Masters, the always sexy radio engineer, who offers to explore them with her. Jessa’s always had a thing for Dylan, but she’d never cross that line with a coworker, and more importantly, a friend.

Well, except for that one time at the company Christmas party…

When Dylan proposes a weekend of hot, no expectations sex, Jessa’s determined to take the advice she so often gives and let loose. But she soon realizes their time together could end in total disaster.

Or, she may just come face to face with the dirtiest word of all…love.

*****

Excerpt:

Jessa looked around for something to cover herself with, but the knocking only grew more insistent. She hobbled on weak legs over to the door, opening it only a tiny bit so she could poke her head out while still keeping her naked body hidden.

Dylan stood there, sexy as hell in a black tank top and loose grey shorts, with both hands above his head as he leaned on the doorframe. “You’ve got to stop.”

“Wh…what?”

“I can hear you…and…you can’t do this to me.”

“I’m not doing anything to you.”

“Excuse me?” Dylan’s eyes bored into hers, raw and electric. He took a step closer and lowered his voice so much she could barely hear him. “Jessa, I know what you’re doing. I can hear you. Through the wall.”

Jessa realized his face was dark red, his breathing heavy and ragged, and he sported a major hard-on that pressed against his shorts, begging to be let free. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think you were back yet. I figured you’d be down there with the blonde. Anyway, I have to try these new products, so—”

“I’m not interested in her and you know it.”

“The way she was throwing herself at you, I assumed…”

“I only want one woman right now, and it’s not her. And you don’t have to be sorry. You aren’t doing anything wrong. Just, please, keep it down. It was hard enough looking at you all night in that dress, imagining those black heels digging into my ass, and now I have to hear you get yourself off? It’s too much. There isn’t a man alive who could take this kind of abuse.”

She took a deep breath and debated what to say next. A smart girl would shut the door and go back to her business. Turn on the TV so he couldn’t hear anything, get off, and then go to sleep. Yes, a smart girl would already be back on the bed with her hands between her legs, guiding the toy over her sweet spot. By herself. But Jessa was sick and fucking tired of being smart. Her head hurt, her sex ached, and she knew exactly who she wanted to make her come. To make her scream. To fuck her so good she wouldn’t be able to stand. Dylan. “So…help me.”

“Wh…what?”

“You heard me.”

“Are you sure?” He swallowed hard, his eyes heavy with lust and need. He wanted her. She could see it all over his face. “Because, babe, if I come in there, if we start this up again, I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop this time.”

She stepped back and opened the door, hoping like hell nobody would decide to take that moment to walk down the hallway to fetch some ice. “Don’t I look sure?”

Dylan growled, yes, he fucking growled, and stormed inside her room. He slammed the door behind him, ripping his black tank top up and over his head, then throwing it to the ground.

Jessa couldn’t help but lick her lips the second she laid eyes on those abs of his. She wanted to jump on top of him and lick every inch of those sinful muscles. “Come fuck me.”

“Not yet. First thing’s first.” He walked toward her, fire in his eyes, and picked her up into his arms.

She wrapped her legs around his waist just as her bare back hit the cool wall behind her.

He crushed his mouth to hers, and he wasn’t gentle about it. His lips demanded entry, and she willingly obliged. His tongue practically fucked her mouth as he swept it along every inch. Exploring her. Devouring her. Making her his. He finally pulled away, breathless, his body shaking slightly as he set her on her feet. “I’ve waited way too fucking long to kiss you. At the Christmas party I was too rushed, it was so unexpected, but not this time. This time you’re fucking mine.” He palmed her ass and squeezed, kneading the flesh between his fingers. “Now go lie down.”

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About the Author:

Erica Lynn lives in Houston, TX with her husband, daughters, and dogs. She considers the beach to be her happy place and, as fate would have it, fell in love with her husband after a day of sun and sand.

She’s a self­-proclaimed reality TV junkie, and especially loves The Real Housewives. In her few and fleeting spare moments, she loves to settle down with a nice glass of wine and a sexy book.

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Hearts for Sale by Alyssa Drake (@alyssadrakemuse) #lovemehard

Genre: Contemporary Spice Romance

Heat level: 4, mild violence

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Get hot, get bothered, get loved… hard! 15 hot & spicy romances to ignite your ereader!

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Step into the fantasy

Blurb:

On the run from a mysterious man who murdered her parents, Eliza passes from town to town, leaving no trace of herself. Three years of hiding in the shadows. Three years of looking over her shoulder.

A chance encounter with socialite, Sabrina Maldove, leads to an unexpected car ride and a proposal; a ten-thousand-dollar payment in exchange for auctioning herself at a charity event. Desperate and broke, Eliza agrees, finding herself thrown into a world of luxury, and into the path of Sabrina’s sexy brother, Nate. Her immediate attraction to him puzzles Eliza. Love-struck, she straddles a fine line between the life she knows and the possibility of a different future.

However, someone at the auction recognizes Eliza, and they will do anything to keep her true identity a secret. Turning to Nate for protection, Eliza and his family develop a risky plan to draw out her parents’ executioner; offering Eliza as bait to the highest bidder. If they succeed, they will catch a killer, but if they fail, Eliza will lose her life.

*****

Spicy excerpt:

“I won’t touch you, I promise. Not unless you beg me.”

“You’ll be waiting a long time,” Eliza retorted, regaining some of her moxie.

“You don’t know what you’re missing,” he said, his lips curving into a smile.

“That’s a very bold statement.”

“Oh, I can back it up.”

“Really?” Eliza raised an eyebrow. “Alright, show me,” she said daringly.

Languidly, Nate leaned down, resting on his forearms. His lips stopped inches from her mouth. Lightly, his fingertips stroked up her jawline and gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Eliza inhaled quickly, her teeth sinking into her lower lip.

“Worried?” his teasing voice rumbled.

“No.”

Nate brushed his lips along her throat. Eliza’s head tipped back automatically, allowing Nate to nip the skin just under her ear, his seductive mouth caressing a blazing path across her skin.

Dampness pooled between Eliza’s thighs. She pressed them together, arched her back, and moaned. Her hands clenched, clawing at the sheets as she fought to control the desire raging through her body.

She grabbed his head, forcing his mouth to hers. He complied readily, devouring her lips with rough kisses. His tongue pushed into her mouth, demanding her breath. Shivers cascaded through Eliza’s body, she trembled uncontrollably. He pulled away panting, his eyes burning. A groan of frustration escaped from Eliza’s lips.

“Beg me.”

“Please.”

“Please, what?”

“Please, touch me.”

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About the Author:

Best-selling, award-winning author Alyssa Drake has been creating stories since she could hold a pen, preferring to construct her own bedtime tales instead of reading the titles in her bookshelves. A multi-genre author, Alyssa currently writes Historical romance, Romantic suspense, Paranormal/Urban Fantasy romance, Contemporary romance, Horror/Thriller, and Dark romance. She thoroughly enjoys strong heroines and often laughs aloud when imagining conversations between her characters.

Alyssa graduated from the University of the Pacific, with a B.S. in business and a concentration in French literature. Currently she resides in Northern California with her blended family, where she works full-time at a chocolate factory.

She believes everyone is motivated by love of someone or something. One of her favorite diversions is fabricating stories about strangers surrounding her on public transportation. Alyssa can often be found madly scribbling notes on a train or daydreaming out the window as the scenery whips past.

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Intimate Strangers by Kathleen Lawless (@kathleenlawless) #lovemehard

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Blurb:

Alisha King isn’t afraid of intimacy, or so she manages to convince herself.  After all, she experiences intimacy in a myriad of ways, from viewing the world behind the lens of her camera to a frenzied romp with her favorite vibrator. Focused on her upcoming photography show and finding the perfect subject, suddenly there he is, watching her watching him from across the courtyard of their apartment block.

The jolt through her system is instant, a familiarity that makes no sense.  She knows him, yet she doesn’t.  And trading the safety of her camera for up close and personal with the yummy Doctor Hanson Powers promises to lend a whole new level of intimacy to her photography.

When his sexy neighbor asks to photograph him, Hanson is by turns amused and intrigued.  He isn’t interested in being a photo subject, yet he is curious to know how Alisha will go in the barter system.  A blow job?  More?

Turns out the thing that scares Alisha the most is emotional intimacy.  So they start with the sex and more forward from there.

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*****

Chapter One

Alisha heard the stirring of the palm fronds as she stepped onto her balcony.  Such a tease, normally a summer breeze implied cooling relief, but not during a California heat wave.  In this instance the breeze only intensified the stifling temperature inside her apartment where the ceiling fan did its creaky best to stir the muggy air.  She pushed her hair away from the back of her neck and held it on top of her head.

The empty swimming pool in the center courtyard of the four-sided apartment complex was another mocking tease.  What a time for the landlord to have the pool repaired.

She flopped into a reclining chair in one corner.  The neighboring balconies were deserted, most residents having the normalcy of a day job.  Typically Alisha spent her days trucking around with her camera looking for the perfect shot for her portfolio.  Except during the heat wave when smart people stayed indoors with the AC unit and there were few photo ops.

Her silk robe fluttered open.  Beneath it she was naked.  Absently she rasped a fingernail across her nipples, one at a time.  They puckered instantly, followed by the familiar sweet rush of heat between her legs.  She sighed as she intensified the pressure on her nipples, fingertips, palms then knuckles.  It felt so good.  The sun on her skin, the flare of inner heat.

Self love outside.  Was there anything better?

She pushed her full breasts together so she could pleasure them both with one hand, fingers spread wide, while her other hand reached between her legs where her clit pulsed demandingly.  Her inner lips were soft and moist and warm.  She moaned softly, then raised her hand to her lips.  Moistening her finger tips she tasted the juices of her own arousal.  Her head lolled from side to side on the recliner as she enjoyed her own sexuality, feeling the pressure slowly build.

Not yet, she breathed softly, don’t come yet.

Hold off, enjoy the sweetness of arousal.

The heated arousal intensified as her clit swelled beneath her fingertip at the same time she rubbed her nipples faster, keeping pace with the caress to her inner lips and delicate pleasure pearl of a clitoris.

She was searching through her memory banks of favorite fantasies when she noticed shadowy movement across the courtyard in the far corner unit.

Was someone there?  Watching her?

She embraced a favorite fantasy, the faceless stranger; a man enjoying the sight of her enjoying herself.  Witness to her wild side.

Their eyes locked.  As he stepped forward, half in shadow, she could see his cock swelling against the front of the towel he wore draped loosely over his hips.  As he leaned forward the towel edges parted and his cock jutted forth proud and big and throbbing deep red.  His hand cupped its diameter, fingers barely meeting.  Slowly, rhythmically he caressed himself.  His hand moved from root to head, lingered at the sensitive spot where head met shaft, the skin pulled tight.  His chest rose and fell.  Watching his pleasure build carried her over the edge.

Her hips bucked and she let out a cry as her orgasm broke.  Pleasure and release washed through her, at the same time he unloaded.

She reclined, eyes closed, one hand pressed against the apex of her thighs.  Heightened sensation slowly receded as the crescendo dissipated and residual warmth flowed through her limbs.  When she opened her eyes, he was still there.

NO!  He was really there!

Not someone she had conjured up in a fantasy, but a real live flesh and blood male watched her.  Her eyes narrowed.  If he thought to send her scuttling inside embarrassed, he had another thing coming.

Instead she sent him a challenging half smile before she ringed her open lips with the tip of her tongue suggestively.  With an acknowledging cock of her head, she dipped her middle finger into her mouth, pulling it slowly in and out.  She watched in delight as his flaccid cock stirred in renewed interest.  Her clit responded with a little dance of its own.

Hmmmm….  She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, indicating she was finished with him.  For now.

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Author Bio:

Kathleen Lawless’s earliest memories are of wanting to be a writer.  To create stories that would touch the lives of others who love to read the way she does.

“I’m working on my 24th novel and it’s amazing to see the changes in traditional publishing, including ebooks and the opportunities writers have to interact with their readers.”  She enjoys pushing the boundaries of traditional romance into erotic romance, romantic suspense, women’s fiction and stories for young adults.

She also knows firsthand about happy endings.  “Can you believe I wrote A HARD MAN TO LOVE with a hero named Steele, years before I met my own hero named Steel?  His proposal to me on a remote island in the Caribbean was more romantic than anything I could have written about.”

Her books have garnered rave reviews and numerous awards including Romantic Times K.I.S.S., a Scarlett Letter, and a Golden Quill.

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Hot Dad by Whitley Cox (@WhitleyCoxBooks) #lovemehard

Genre: Erotic Romance/Romantic Comedy

Stand-alone

Heat level: 5 flames. Explicit sexual content, vulgar language and BDSM scenes.

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*****

Blurb

Sam

Since the moment I laid eyes on her I’ve wanted her.

But I wasn’t ready.

The kids were my world and my wounds were still raw.

For six months, I watched her from afar. Dreamed of her, lusted after her, fantasized…

But all that’s about to change. I’m finally ready to take the plunge and start dating again. And now that I know she’s single, I’m going to do this right and win Harper. I want her mind, I want her body, I want her heart.

And when she gives me all access, no limits, I know she’s the one for me.

Harper

He’s the one we all call Hot Dad at playgroup. The one who makes my knees weak and my panties wet every time he walks through the door. We all eye-fuck the bejesus out of him, and dream of his tongue between our legs.

But my kid is my world, and I’m a frumpy mom with a hole in the bum of her yoga pants. What could he ever see in me? So when Sam calls out of the blue, I’m stunned.

Now if only the kids can stop cock-blocking us, and his psycho ex would go away.

He’s turned out to be a master Dom and I’m willing and eager to be taught how to be the perfect little submissive.

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***** 

Dirty Xcerpt

Holy crap on a cracker. Sam in full-on Dom mode was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. Those jeans, those feet, those abs. Oh sweet baby Jesus, those abs. How does someone get their stomach to look like that? A thousand situps a day and a diet of nothing but chicken breasts and iceberg lettuce? That had to be it. They were hypnotic, and I was mesmerized by the way they bunched and contracted as he moved to shut the bedroom door. I heard the lock engage and let out the breath I’d been holding.

The atmosphere inside the house was heavy and electric. The man overwhelmed the space, projecting his dark mood. Yet even then, he was difficult to read. I knew he was angry. Worried. And by the way he’d ordered me over here threatening punishment—turned on, but there was something else there, lurking just beneath the surface.

My gaze left his abs and shifted back over to the top of the dresser. Handcuffs, shackles, nipple clamps, blindfolds, paddles, crops, whips, floggers, and what was that wheelie thing? Was that a strap? Fire ignited deep inside me, and flames danced along my arms and up my neck. I encircled my left wrist with the thumb and index finger of my right hand, making a cuff of sorts. Remembering the cuffs last night. Sam came toward me, bringing his incredible scent, masculine and spicy with the hint of mint and fresh linen. He circled behind me; I stilled, waiting, wondering where he was going to touch me first.

I didn’t have to wait long.

His breath was warm and smelled mildly of liquor as his lips landed on my collarbone. Had he been drinking?

I must have tensed, because his hands fell to my waist, and he whispered, “I had one shot right before you showed up. But I’m not drunk.”

I swallowed. “Okay.”

“I want to worship you, Harper. Make you come harder than you’ve ever come before. Help you find new, never before touched erogenous zones and please you until you’re begging me for sleep.”

“Okay.”

“But I also want to punish you.”

I knew he needed this. I knew he needed an outlet for the nightmare Meegan had put him through, and I was willing to be that outlet. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. I wanted to be everything he needed. And tonight he needed to let go.

“Okay.”

His lips fell back to my collarbone before traveling around the back of my neck and down the other side. He spun me around, smoothly removed my shirt, lifting it up and over my head. My pants were next. I’d been in my hole-in-bum yoga pants when he called but changed into jeans to come over. He unsnapped, unzipped and let the denim fall to the floor.

“So beautiful,” he murmured, his gaze slowly raking me from head to toe. Those magnificent eyes of his turned the shade of magical moonlight, deep and blue and fierce.

I was lost in them. Lost in Sam, and he’d hardly even touched me. I would do anything for this man. He had my heart months ago, and now he had my body. I was his.

“Step out.”

I stepped out of my jeans and stood there for the rest of his inspection. He glanced at the bed.

“Sit.”

I sat.

He knelt down; his big, warm hands encircled my left ankle. He ran them up the length of my calf, massaging out aches and knots I didn’t even know I had. I closed my eyes. A low, pleasured groan slowly rumbled through me from the back of my throat. Methodically, he removed my socks. I thought he’d proceed on to the other leg, but he didn’t. Instead he massaged and caressed, kneaded and prodded my feet. I groaned again, this time louder and longer. He dug his thumbs into the balls and arches of my feet, rubbed the pads of each toe until my whole body relaxed and I slumped back supine on the bed. He moved onto the other ankle, delivering the same glorious treatment to the other calf and foot. I was mush. Complete and total mush.

A gentle nip to the pad of my big toe brought me out of my coma, and I opened my eyes just as his hands came up and drew down my panties. Knuckles grazed the tops of my thighs, and I inhaled from how such a simple touch could make my entire body turn to molten lava and erupt with need.

He slid them over my ankles. Forgetting gentle, he palmed my thighs and spread me wide. Then his mouth was on me. Decadent warmth and velvety softness swept up through my folds as plump lips enclosed around my clit and fiercely sucked. My hips jerked off the bed, and I pushed into his mouth. That tongue, that diabolical tongue flicked and flicked and flicked until I was a convulsing mess on the bed.

Just a tongue.

Just a flick.

Just my clit.

And I was ready to implode. There were no fingers, no circles, nothing, and the man had me in an absolute frenzy. My head thrashed back and forth on the bed as the orgasm built like the crazy winter storm outside. And Sam just continued to flick. It was the most intense, insane kind of torture. I wanted more, more lips, more tongue, more fingers—anything. But at the same time, I didn’t. That flick was enough. That flick was perfect.

Ecstasy, jagged in its reality, lingered just out of my grasp. I was seconds from letting Sam push me over the cliff when he stopped the flicking, gave one, long, slow lick up between my folds, then stood up.

What the hell?

His grin was salacious and pure Dom.

“Would you like to come?” he asked.

I swallowed from my position on the bed. “Yes.”

“You’ll come when I say you can come. Stand up.”

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A Canadian West Coast baby born and raised, Whitley is married to her high school sweetheart, and together they have a spirited toddler and a fluffy dog. She spends her days making food that gets thrown on the floor, vacuuming Cheerios out from under the couch and making sure that the dog food doesn’t end up in the air conditioner. But when nap time comes, and it’s not quite wine o’clock, Whitley sits down, avoids the pile of laundry on the couch, and writes.

A lover of all things decadent; wine, cheese, chocolate and spicy erotic romance, Whitley brings the humorous side of sex, the ridiculous side of relationships and the suspense of everyday life into her stories. With mommy wars, body issues, threesomes, bondage and role playing, these books have everything we need to satisfy the curious kink in all of us.

New Release: Love Me Hard Boxed Set #lovemehard

Hi folks,

I’m delighted to announce that the Love Me Hard boxed set hits digital shelves today! It contains my story, Lottery Losers. Here’s a little bit about the story:

Susie Parmenter and her husband of almost twenty years, Peter, are lottery jackpot winners. They’ve been able to do everything they’ve ever dreamed of—quit their jobs, design and build their perfect home, buy expensive cars, travel the world… So why is Susie bored out of her mind? She thought being a lady of leisure would be amazing, but unfortunately the reality is far from amazing. How can she possibly tell anyone that, though?

Climbing the walls, sinking deeper into irritation and misery, Susie can’t see a way forward. But what she’s not betting on is that Peter has noticed his beloved wife isn’t happy. And he’s taken steps—drastic steps—to turn things around. But will they live to tell the tale?

And here’s the blurb for the set:

Romance Collections is proud to present these fifteen sexy and scintillating stories of passion, lust and desire. With each pulsating chapter, you will be pulled into these stories that will seduce you with every flip of the page.

So, do not hold back.

Do not set your eReader down.

It’s time to curl up and get lost as you read these tales of loving oh so hard.

Grab your copy here: https://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/love-me-hard/

Add it to your Goodreads shelves: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/37830925-love-me-hard

I’m sharing the pages with an amazing bunch of writers, so I really hope you’ll pick up this collection, if you haven’t already, and enjoy the sexy read – and just in time for Valentine’s Day! 😉

Happy Reading,

Lucy x