If you love reading hot romance ebooks (and you must, because you’re here), then you won’t want to miss the new competition from Totally Entwined, the people behind the Totally Bound and Pride Publishing imprints. They’re offering the chance to win a Kindle E-reader to everyone who enters between now and October 31st, and if you share details of the competition, you’ll also be on your way to claiming a free e-book. Just click here to enter – good luck!
The Sensory Limits BDSM anthology is now available as an early download from Totally Bound, and it’s been picked as this week’s Editor’s Choice by the team at TB headquarters. So what makes this antho special? Well, contains six fabulous stories that all explore the role of sensation play in BDSM sex, so expect the use of everything from ice (as featured in my contribution the collection, Cruise Control) to hot wax, and submissives who crave the touch of a master who knows how to make their bodies sing…
As well as Cruise Control, the anthology features stories by Ashe Barker, Wendi Zwaduk, Tori Carson, Zoe Mullins and Fara Allegro. You can find out more, and read an extract from the book, here. Hopefully it’ll make you want to choose Sensory Limits, too.
Remember a few weeks ago when I had a collection of random pictures that were connected to my then-current WIP? Well, that story will be part of Totally Bound’s forthcoming Sensory Limits BDSM sensation play anthology. Cruise Control tells what happens when a couple decide to play out their kinky Dom/sub fantasies while on a cruise holiday, and here’s the very lovely cover for the story.
More details on the story, and the anthology as a whole, to come…
Yep, in what feels like the blink of an eye, the Totally Entwined group has reached the grand old age of ten, and to mark the anniversary, there’s a whopping 25 per cent off just about everything in the Totally Bound and Pride Publishing bookstores. Take a moment to recall all the fun and exciting things you’ve done in the past decade, and if one of those isn’t reading as many ebooks as you’d like, you can rectify that and stock up with titles from some of the best writers in the business. But you’ll need to hurry, as the sale ends tonight.
Click on the top book cover (possibly my favourite of my Totally Bound covers) to go to the TB bookstore and the bottom (ditto for my Pride Publishing books) to go to the Pride bookstore. Oh, I love a good anniversary…
When the lovely Lisabet Sarai announced she was bringing out a new and expanded version of her classic BDSM novel set in Thailand, Raw Silk, I was intrigued. It’s a while since I reviewed the original version for Forum, but I hadn’t realised quite how long until – oh, but I’ll let Lisabet explain for herself…
I published my first erotic novel in 1999. I’ve had many releases since then, but Raw Silk holds a special place in my heart. I was so innocent when I penned this story. I’d never read any romance, and relatively little erotica. I knew nothing at all about the publishing world. All I had were my own fantasies and memories, which I burned to share. Although the book was not in any sense autobiographical, it drew heavily on my personal experience. It has always been one of my most popular works, partly, I think, because readers sense the emotional authenticity of the tale. Kate’s sexual journey mirrors my own, not in detail, but in spirit.
Now Totally Bound has given me the chance to revisit that book, revising and expanding it for re-release. It has been a thrill to follow Kate once more through the twists and turns of her adventures in Bangkok. Meanwhile, I’m delighted to have the chance to apply the accumulated knowledge from sixteen years of writing to polish the prose, making the tale shine even more brightly.
Excerpt: Gregory turned to Noi. “Help her get ready. I promised her that no one would know who she was.”
“Kate, put yourself in Noi’s hands. She’s an expert.” He bent down to whisper in her ear. “Remember, I will be watching.” She felt a hard pinch on her bottom. “Break a leg,” he said in a jocular tone, then was gone.
Noi took Kate by the hand. “Sit here,” she ordered, “and take off your shirt.” Kate stripped off the T-shirt. She was bare-breasted beneath, but the women around her did not give her a second glance. She sat at the dressing table that Noi indicated, looking at herself in the mirror.
She was flushed. Her green eyes seemed darker than usual, and sparkled with suppressed excitement. The few freckles on her pert nose seemed especially prominent. She looked pretty, alert, and very Irish.
Meanwhile, her nipples were red and rigid, perched high on her full breasts. Touch me, they almost screamed. Pinch me, suck me.
As if reading her thoughts, Noi caught her left nipple between a thumb and forefinger, and gave a little twist. Kate gasped. “You will be very popular,” observed the mamasan dryly. Kate couldn’t help blushing.
Noi began to apply makeup. Kate watched, fascinated, as her ruddy skin became pale, her freckles disappeared, her eyebrows darkened and arched, her eyes became shallow and almond-shaped. In a short time, she was looking at an Asian beauty, perhaps half-Thai, half-American, with moist, full lips and curly red hair.
“My hair…” she protested. Noi reached behind her and produced a wig of straight, black locks. She gathered Kate’s own ringlets into a tight ponytail then fitted the wig.
The transformation was complete. Black bangs cut across her forehead. Black tresses decorated her shoulders. She looked nineteen instead of twenty-eight. And, most assuredly, Thai.
The other girls gathered around. “Oh, madam, you look so beautiful.” Kate couldn’t help but smile, surrounded as she was by gorgeous female faces and forms.
“Here is your costume,” said Noi. “Gregory selected it especially for you.”
Kate grew a little paler. Was she really expected to wear this, in public? She looked at Noi in silent entreaty, but the mamasan just grinned. “Get dressed,” she said. “The dancing will start in just a few minutes.”
A corset of black vinyl, laced up the front, which cinched her waist and left her breasts bare. The briefest of G-strings, a tiny vinyl triangle that barely hid her bush plus a thong that settled deep in the crevice between her buttocks. Thigh-high vinyl boots with four-inch heels. And, finally, the leather collar she had last worn while Gregory had taken her from behind.
Fully attired, she checked herself in the mirror once more. A stranger stared back, a sultry Asian temptress. The body was more voluptuous than was typical for a Thai, full breasts and thighs that belied the woman’s youthful face. Her red-painted lips were half-open, luscious and inviting. Her skin shone already with a light sheen of sweat. Kate raised her arms above her head and swiveled her hips, as she had seen the other dancers do. The figure in the mirror moved gracefully, languidly, every motion beckoning the viewer to watch, touch, taste, possess her.
“Here is your number.” Noi handed her a plastic chip with a pin on the back. Kate had noticed all the girls wearing them. Apparently they served as a simple accounting mechanism, for tallying the tips the girls received whenever a customer bought them a drink. She smiled wryly, noting that Gregory had assigned her the number sixty-nine.
Blurb: When software engineer Kate O’Neill leaves her lover David to take a job in Thailand, she becomes sexually involved with two very different men—a handsome and debauched member of the Thai aristocracy, and the charismatic proprietor of a sex bar.
Each touches her in a different way, each teaches her different things about her body and her heart.
Then David comes to Bangkok, and Kate realizes that, finally, she must choose one of the three men who all desire her.
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of M/M and F/F sex, sex with multiple partners, scenes of mixed ménage, scenes of dubious consent and forced cunnilingus, voyeurism, exhibitionism, sex in public places, pegging as well as the use of inanimate objects during sex scenes.
Review Quotes: “This is by far one of the best erotic novels that I have read and it fully deserves every one of the five ribbons I am giving it! But it does make me wonder what the characters could do with them.” ~ Maree Schuler, Romance Junkies (Five Ribbons).
“[Kate’s] character grows and she comes to realize her inner needs along with her deep sexual desires. Lisabet Sarai has a flair for sexy, sensuous romance with an edgy feel. I cannot wait to read more by this talented author.” ~ Dawnie, Fallen Angels Reviews (Five Angels).
“The Bangkok setting is fascinating and adds to the overall feeling of opulent sensuality. Lisabet Sarai deftly shows the country without ever letting the descriptions take over the story. Good BDSM novels are voyages of self-discovery, and Raw Silk is a journey you’ll enjoy taking.” ~ Kathleen Bradean, Erotica Revealed
“…this is one SIZZLING read (the ending was incredible) and should not be put on the back burner of your ‘to read list.” ~ Alyssa, Amazon review (Five stars)
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…to everyone who voted for Wild After Dark in the Love Romances Cafe awards. Up against some stiff competition in the anthologies and box sets category, the book received an honourable mention. Congratulations to the authors of the winning anthology, Dreamspinner Press’s Tales of the Curious Cookbook, and to all the other winners and nominees across the various categories.
Christmas is drawing ever closer, but what if December was your least favourite time of the year? That’s how Nicki, the heroine of my new seasonal novella, Mr December, feels. Memories of a bad break-up, and an assignment to photograph arrogant but very sexy model Bryce in a remote house on the Cornish coast, do nothing to lift her spirits. But when circumstances conspire to leave the two of them stranded over the holidays, will they be able to deny the attraction they feel for each other?
Here’s an extract:
Bryce lay on his front on the bed I’d set up in my studio, cupping the point of his chin in one hand. With the other hand, he held a sprig of mistletoe over his head. He’d parted his lips slightly, as if inviting a kiss. The expression in his eyes clearly said ‘come and get me’.
I clicked away with my camera, concentrating only on getting the perfect shot. It wasn’t easy, not when the tension between Bryce and me had been building since the moment he’d walked into the studio. Electricity seemed to crackle in the air, hard to ignore, like lightning on a fine summer’s day.
“Hey, Nicki, put that thing down and come over here,” Bryce drawled. He waved the mistletoe in a clear effort to distract me from my task.
I should tell him to cut it out. We had work to do. But this was the last scenario on my list for the afternoon, and in truth I already had more than enough pictures to send to the photo agency. I had Bryce Anderson naked in front of me, giving me an obvious come-on. Weaker women would have already succumbed to his advances.
I set the camera down, then approached the bed.
“That’s it, sweetheart.” Bryce smiled. “You know what they say about all work and no play…”
He took my fingers in his free hand. Lust rippled through me at the contact. Try as I might, I couldn’t remain immune to his charms.
Bryce gazed at me, his brown eyes dark with desire. Our lips were inches apart. We hovered on the verge of a kiss, and still I held back from committing fully to the moment. He wasn’t so bashful. He pressed his mouth to mine, using his tongue to feather my lips open.
As the kiss grew more intense, Bryce tossed the mistletoe aside. I breathed in the scent of him, expensive cologne mixed with clean male sweat. My eyes were screwed shut and I clung tight around Bryce’s neck, not sure what would happen if I let go.
If you want to find out what happens next, Mr December is available from December 8th from Totally Bound.