fbpx
Tag Archives: smut for good

A Snog for Sommer – Pack of Lies

asnogforsummer

Pack of LiesThis Sunday Snog is a little different to usual. This one is a special event – A Snog for Sommer. Sommer Marsden, fellow writer and all-round fantastic person, is currently going through a tough time – her husband has cancer and so they’re down to one salary, plus they have all his medical bills to pay. So this snog is to help out Sommer and her family – you can do that by buying her books (which are fabulous – I’ve read several and loved them), purchasing Summer Loving, where all proceeds go to Sommer, or by heading to the Smut for Good page and making a donation. Or you could do all three!

So, without further ado, here’s my snog from Pack of Lies, my recently-released paranormal romance novel. Don’t forget to scroll down and enter my giveaway, then check out all the other blogs on the hop!

“Yep. Come here.” Nathaniel snaked out a hand and gripped the back of Isaac’s neck, pulling him in for a heat-filled, passionate kiss. Their need for each other made them clumsy. Their teeth clashed together, but neither man cared. They continued to kiss hungrily, their tongues dueling for dominance, fighting then dancing together in an erotic movement that had them both gasping for air within seconds. Moving away to drag in precious lungfuls, they gazed at each other before diving back into their kiss.

Isaac cupped Nathaniel’s stubble-covered cheeks and pulled him in harder still, until their lips were pressed so bruisingly together they’d be showing signs for a long time afterward. God, he wanted him. Needed him. At this stage being sucked off and exploding down Nathaniel’s throat would do, but what he really wanted was to be buried deep inside his arse, fucking him until they both screamed their climaxes.

Kissing the other man until his jaw ached, Isaac pulled away and ran a hand through his hair, enjoying the hungry look on Nathaniel’s face, not to mention the glimpse of his cock, which was hard again despite his recent orgasm.

“Fuck, Nath, I want you.”

Nathaniel grinned, his green eyes glinting and his dimples deepening, threatening to send Isaac into a meltdown. “How do you want me, gorgeous?”

“On your back on the bed. I want to see your face as I fuck you.”

You can get your hands on Pack of Lies here.

Add it to your Goodreads shelves: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22756241-pack-of-lies

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Now please head back to Smut for Good and carry on hopping. And please consider donating what you can.

Happy Reading,
Lucy x

Smut for Good: Curves Rule!

sfg-cr-cbh-header

Hi everyone and welcome to Smut for Good: Curves Rule charity blog hop!

I’m so happy to be co-organising and taking part in this fantastic blog hop. Parkinson’s UK is a cause very close to my heart, so I’m delighted to be able to do something to raise awareness and cash for this very worthy cause. If you’d like to donate, please visit this JustGiving page, where every penny will go directly to the charity. If you’d like to buy a book where all the proceeds will go to the charity, then please keep reading.

I’m sharing a snippet from my Rubenesque story, The Wrong End of the Stick, which I wrote for the anthology Coming Together: With Curves that Victoria Blisse and I co-edited. All proceeds from the book (the authors kindly donated their stories, too) go to Parkinson’s UK. So if you grab a copy of this, you’re not only donating to the charity, but you’re also getting a book full of delicious and sensual stories about curvy chicks. Once you’re done reading, don’t forget to scroll down and enter my giveaway, which is for an eBook copy of another of my Rubenesque stories, Mean Girls. Then check out the rest of the blogs on the hop – there are some seriously awesome prizes to be won.

“Can I help you?” she asked. Now she was close to him, she couldn’t help noticing that, annoying gawping habit aside, the guy was pretty cute. He had strawberry blond hair, pale skin, eyebrows and eyelashes to match, startling blue eyes and full red lips. Every time she’d seen him he’d been sitting at a table, so she had little clue about his height or physique, but his face was a damn good start. He looked about her age, too, mid-thirties. She chastised herself—she was meant to be telling him off, not lusting over him!

“W—what do you mean?” he replied, the blood draining from his face and making him even paler.

“I think you know, Mister. I’ve been attending this college on a training course for seven working days now, and on every single one of them, I’ve caught you staring at me at lunchtime. And you haven’t even been subtle about it, either. You’ve gawped openly and it’s doing my head in. Which is why I’ve come to find out exactly what your problem is, and to ask you to please pack it in.”

“M—my problem?”

“Is it because I’m fat? Haven’t you ever seen a fat person before? If you haven’t, you’ve led a very sheltered life. And regardless of whether you have or not, hasn’t anyone ever told you that it’s rude to stare?” She was getting into her stride now—as much as she hated it, he’d driven her to this. She thought she’d kept the volume of her voice pretty low, but apparently not enough, because they were drawing stares from other tables nearby. But at least they had a valid reason to look—not many people could resist checking out an argument or a fight.

“F—fat?” The colour that had drained from his face came back, then heightened further and further until he began to resemble a tomato. He clutched the edge of the table so hard that his knuckles went white. “You’re not fat. Y—you’re beautiful.” He dropped his gaze to the table then, and remained resolutely silent until Bonnie spoke again, which was a good few seconds later, as what he’d said sunk in.

“Hey,” she said quietly, and, she hoped, kindly. “Look at me.” Considering the whole point of their conversation, she was aware her words were ironic, but she only had another twenty minutes before she had to be back in her class, so there was no time to waste. He looked up.

“What’s your name?” she asked.

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Now head back to this page to see the rest of the blogs on the hop!

Happy Hopping, and thank you for your support!

Lucy x

***

Click here to sign up for my newsletter ~ receive all my latest news, information on my new releases and exclusive subscriber-only giveaways!