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Wednesday, 29 October 2014
Monday, 27 October 2014
Halloween Menage a Trois!
Life in London as a butcher girl is hard enough, but when my best friend Denny goes missing without a trace it becomes miserable. So finding clues to his whereabouts and then stumbling one foggy morning into the Worshipful Company of the Ancient Order is like a breath of fresh air. Not least because sexy sophisticated Aimery has promised to help me when no one else will.
But Aimery has a best friend and it seems Ryle wants in on the action. My head begins to spin, my body reacting to theirs whenever I'm around them. But there are questions I need answering. What is their obsession with my rare blood type? How do they always appear just when I need them? And exactly how old are they?
Learning the truth about my lovers brings new fears and delights. They take me higher than I’ve ever gone before, show me delights I never imagined existed and are prepared to kill to keep me safe. Being mortal has never been so much fun, or so deliciously dangerous.
This book is a sequel to Bite Mark; to ensure full enjoyment of this book, please read Bite Mark first.
Being married to two sexy vampires is as exciting as it is dangerous. One minute I’m on top of the world, the next I’m running for my life. But it’s okay with Aimery and Ryle at my side—they’ve sworn to love and protect me and keep me satisfied until I’m old and gray.
But when everything crashes down, literally, I can see no way out of the darkness—death my best option. Until two unusual men come bounding to my aid.
Gentle Caleb and prickly Isaac have secrets. They’re full of passion, desire, love and lust and their isolated lives are weaved with mystery. But I know what they are. I’m also craving some serious satisfying, a distraction from my dilemma, and it seems these guys are up for the job.
Will my life always be turbulent, terrifying and tempting beyond belief? Nothing is certain in a world of vampires and shifters.
Sunday, 19 October 2014
A Sticky Sexy Snackish Situation with Kay Jaybee
My
novella A Sticky Situation is an
erotic romance with a decidedly tasty edge...
If there is a paving
stone to trip over, or a drink to knock over, then Sally Briers will trip over
it or spill it. Yet somehow Sally is the successful face of marketing for a
major pharmaceutical company; much to the disbelief of her new boss, Cameron
James.
Forced
to work together on a week-long conference in an Oxford hotel, Sally is
dreading spending so much time with arrogant new boy Cameron; whose presence
somehow makes her even clumsier than usual.
Cameron
on the other hand, just hopes that he’ll be able to stay professional, and keep
his irrational desire to lick up all the accidently split food and drink that
is permanently to be found down Sally’s temptingly curvy body, all to himself.
It
could be a very long week- unless Cameron can find a way of making Sally slop
so much of her after show champagne, that he has no choice but to march her off
and relieve her of her sodden clothing... He is sure that, if he could find a
way to stop Sally resenting him taking her previous bosses job, then they could
enjoy no end of sticky situations together...
After
the arrival of new boy, Cameron James, to Zelcon
Pharmaceuticals, Sally takes and instant dislike to him- a dislike that is
tainted further with distrust when she learns that he is to be her new boss.
Cameron however, has serious sexual fantasy issues about his new assistant- but
he just can’t see how someone so clumsy can be as good at her job as everyone
says she is...
Not
only was this my first proper erotic romance (no whips or
chains!!!), but Sticky Situation was
my first foray into the word of food (and indeed drink) sex- and it was
terrific fun to do!
Initially inspired by me spilling a breakfast of marmalade on toast down my front in full view of an entire cafe full of people, I began to wonder how I could work my own regular foodie clumsiness into a sexy love story, and which foods I could play with!
I
toyed with the idea of a variety of fruit juices running over naked bodies; ice
cream deserts being smeared into interesting places, and even selectively
dotted spots of marmite- however, on this occasion, these foodstuffs didn’t
make the grade! Avoiding my usual BDSM moments in the interests of a softer
romance, I nonetheless stayed faithful to my kinky story style with the help of
champagne, ice, and even a vast helping of Chinese noodles...
Picking up another
noodle with quiet reverence, Cameron said, ‘I was going to tell you about my
fantasy...’
****
Buy Links-
Amazon.com
http://www.amazon.com/Sticky..
Amazon UK
****
Bio
Kay
Jaybee was nominated as the Best Erotica Writer of 2013 and 2014 by the ETO.
Kay
wrote the The Perfect Submissive Trilogy,
(Xcite, 2011-14), Making Him Wait, (Sweetmeats Press, 2012), The
Voyeur (Xcite, 2012), as well as the novellas, Not Her Type:
Erotic Adventures With A Delivery Man (2nd ed. 1001 NightsPress,
2013), Digging Deep (Xcite, 2013), A Sticky Situation, (Xcite,
2012), and The Circus, (Sweetmeats Press). She has also written the
anthologies Take Control
(100NightsPress, 2014), The Collector (Austin & Macauley, 2012 &
2008), The Best of Kay Jaybee (Xcite, 2012), Tied to the Kitchen
Sink, Equipment, (All Romance, 2012), Yes Ma’am (Xcite e-books,
2011), Quick Kink One and Quick Kink Two (Xcite e-books,
2010). Kay has had over 90 short stories published by Cleis Press, Black Lace,
Mammoth,
Xcite, Penguin, Seal, and Sweetmeats Press.Details of Kay’s work, past, present and future can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.uk
You can
follow Kay on Twitter- kay_jaybee,
Brit
Babes Site- http://thebritbabes.blogspot.co.uk/p/kay-jaybee.html
Kay also writes contemporary romance as Jenny
Kane – www.jennykane.co.uk
Wednesday, 15 October 2014
HOT excerpt!
warning...explicit language
His meaning was very clear. “Then I guess it’s a good thing I have you and your, ah, big gun around to protect me.”
He nodded his understanding, and started to walk towards her. The gun was still in his hand, hanging at his side. He laid it on top of the fireplace mantle, never taking his gaze off Julie. She stood her ground, barely breathing, highly turned on. She let her eyes caress his defined biceps and hard abs, then farther down, to where his zipper would be if he had one.
Oh, my God! His cock is as hard as a rock! Is this for me or does he have company at his place?
He stopped close to her. “That was a nice little show you put on earlier tonight.”
Julie swallowed with difficulty. She hadn’t thought he would actually bring it up. “I’m glad you liked it.”
“Do you usually welcome newcomers to the area like that?” He took another step closer.
Julie shook her head. “Only the special ones.” She smiled.
“I guess I’m lucky then.” His last step took him as close as he could get without touching her. “Am I crazy here?”
His tone was barely above a whisper, his accent a little more pronounced. Julie began to shake her head, not understanding his question. His hot gaze was holding hers captive. She found it hard to breathe with him so close. The tingling ache in her breasts moved down to her charged pussy.
“I’m not sure what you’re asking,” she whispered in response. It wouldn’t take much to close the distance between them. Then she’d have his hard cock against her. Geez, just thinking about that caused a rush of wetness to soak her inadequate thong. And he smelt so nice. Warm and spicy, and something else she couldn’t put a name to…manly.
“Am I crazy to think that you’re as attracted to me as I am to you?”
She wasn’t going to deny it, act stupid or make him have to drag it out of her like she was some virgin. “Oh, God, you feel it too? I thought it was just me.” That was all she had time to say.
Thomas moved and she unexpectedly found herself up against the wall, crushed by his aroused body. They hit the wall so hard the pictures around them rattled. His mouth was just inches from hers. “I’ll take that as a yes.” His lips covered hers without hesitation.
His meaning was very clear. “Then I guess it’s a good thing I have you and your, ah, big gun around to protect me.”He nodded his understanding, and started to walk towards her. The gun was still in his hand, hanging at his side. He laid it on top of the fireplace mantle, never taking his gaze off Julie. She stood her ground, barely breathing, highly turned on. She let her eyes caress his defined biceps and hard abs, then farther down, to where his zipper would be if he had one.
Oh, my God! His cock is as hard as a rock! Is this for me or does he have company at his place?
He stopped close to her. “That was a nice little show you put on earlier tonight.”
Julie swallowed with difficulty. She hadn’t thought he would actually bring it up. “I’m glad you liked it.”
“Do you usually welcome newcomers to the area like that?” He took another step closer.
Julie shook her head. “Only the special ones.” She smiled.
“I guess I’m lucky then.” His last step took him as close as he could get without touching her. “Am I crazy here?”
His tone was barely above a whisper, his accent a little more pronounced. Julie began to shake her head, not understanding his question. His hot gaze was holding hers captive. She found it hard to breathe with him so close. The tingling ache in her breasts moved down to her charged pussy.
“I’m not sure what you’re asking,” she whispered in response. It wouldn’t take much to close the distance between them. Then she’d have his hard cock against her. Geez, just thinking about that caused a rush of wetness to soak her inadequate thong. And he smelt so nice. Warm and spicy, and something else she couldn’t put a name to…manly.
“Am I crazy to think that you’re as attracted to me as I am to you?”
She wasn’t going to deny it, act stupid or make him have to drag it out of her like she was some virgin. “Oh, God, you feel it too? I thought it was just me.” That was all she had time to say.
Thomas moved and she unexpectedly found herself up against the wall, crushed by his aroused body. They hit the wall so hard the pictures around them rattled. His mouth was just inches from hers. “I’ll take that as a yes.” His lips covered hers without hesitation.
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Tuesday, 14 October 2014
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Saturday, 4 October 2014
Available for preorder!
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The Alaskan wilderness is the backdrop for this story about two strangers who find themselves stranded in a cabin for the winter. Both are tortured souls struggling to go on in life, only to discover survival can be found in each other's arms.
Previously published with Whiskey Creek Press Torrid.
Friday, 3 October 2014
Kay Jaybee is Making Him Wait
My longest novel to date, Making Him Wait, is all about an artist who specialises in erotic and sensual creations.
Let me give you a little hint as to what it’s all about...
The artist in question is one Maddie Templeton- and she is a game player- a complete control freak- or more accurately - a self-control freak.
When, after years of painting commissions, Maddie gets the chance to have her first ever art exhibition at the newly refurnish Stripped Banana Gallery, she jumps at the chance. But the time she is given to create twelve brand new works of art is short, and only by enlisting the help of her favourite client, Sara (as featured on the cover of the book), and her partner Jake, life model Freya, and by suffering a visit from Tania, her self-centred vamp of an ex-girlfriend, does Maddie have any chance at all of getting her pieces completed on time.
Meanwhile, Maddie’s recent meeting with local electrician, Theo Hunter, adds an extra degree of interest to her life. Theo, she decides, would be the perfect man to have a little fun with- but not until after the exhibition is complete. Until that time, he is simply going to have to wait...
High kink all the way, Making Him Wait is a lust fuelled erotic romance that has fun with text sex, straight sex, girl/girl sex...you get the idea!! There is lots of sex...and a trolley... I am saying no more!!!
****
EXTRACT
Ignoring the buzz of her mobile phone, Maddie placed the worn stub of charcoal to the side of her easel and took a step back from the girl before her.
Maddie nodded with approval as her newest model – a petite blonde – flexed the muscles she’d been keeping stock still for the previous half hour.
“Control, Freya – at least the appearance of control – is everything.” The artist reached out an affectionate hand to her muse.
Freya rocked a little on her bare feet as Maddie touched her lightly freckled cheek. “No need to look so worried, honey. You are doing brilliantly. It’s a difficult pose to hold for so long.”
“Thank you.” Blushing an endearing shade of pink, Freya lowered the hands she’d nervously clenched before her, giving her employer another chance to see the neat triangle of her semi-shaved pussy.
Maddie, her jeans and t-shirt smeared and spattered with all the mediums of her trade, did not feel the need to mention to Freya that her own knickers were sodden, nor that beneath her holster bra, her nipples were rock hard.
A further buzz from her mobile alerted Maddie to the arrival of another text message. In fact a steady string of muffled noises from her mobile, coming from the pit of her handbag, had been announcing the arrival of texts every ten minutes or so throughout the morning.
Smiling to herself, Maddie continued to disregard her phone and considered the exquisite outline of her companion’s porcelain frame. Most people came to Maddie to be drawn or painted, sometimes as a commission for a lover, husband or wife. Some, however, like Freya, came to the studio as a way of improving their self-confidence. Despite her generally shy demeanour, Freya had proved to be very good at posing as Maddie required and the artist had offered her an occasional job as a life model.
Sometimes Maddie felt she was more therapist than artist – specifically a sex therapist – as men and women alike shared their most intimate secrets while standing on the other side of her easel. Maddie’s studio certainly had the air of an erotic fantasy confessional about it. She wasn’t complaining, however. No other life would do for her now. The job satisfaction Maddie achieved from listening to the dreams and fantasies of others while she recreated them onto canvas, went hand in glove with the personal physical gratification it gave her.
Money being either plentiful or non-existent, depending on the current success of her commissions and sales, Maddie had been forced to develop an alternative form of payment for her models – a reward system for good work. Maddie could tell from the rise and fall of Freya’s chest and the glistening damp skin at the top of her thighs, that she was more than ready to be paid for today’s session.
Closing in on her model, Maddie simultaneously cupped Freya’s slick pussy and left breast with her charcoal-blackened hands, causing an involuntary shiver to ripple through the younger woman’s body.
“Your progress really is outstanding, honey. Few of my models can stay as motionless as you can.” Congratulating Freya on her skill, Maddie left two dark palm prints on the girl’s tits and tapped at the inside of her legs. “Open up. I think you have deserved a treat after all your hard work.”
Gliding her palm over Freya’s mound, Maddie slipped a gentle finger into the slippery canal of the model’s frantically clutching sex, enjoying the murmured mew of contentment that escaped from her lipstick-free mouth.
Pumping gently, the artist brought Freya close to orgasm with steady increases and decreases of pressure – her own mind straying to her mobile. Maddie wondered where Theo was and what he was doing. She knew what he was thinking about. She always knew that. Theo thought about her.
Pushing her happily sex-drugged model onto an armchair, Maddie’s own arousal kicked up a notch as she bent to lick Freya’s nub, swiftly bringing her to the dawn of a shuddering release.
While continuing to take pleasure in the sweet taste of another woman on her lips, Maddie considered how she’d phrase her responses to all the messages Theo had sent and how she’d tell him precisely what and who had held up her replies.
Inhaling Freya’s climactic scent, Maddie’s hands roamed up and over the small, orgasm-jacked body, her thoughts still with Theo. His work-calloused right hand was probably on his dick at that very moment. A heady hit of power consumed Maddie – a power as intense as the climax of the woman panting hard in the chair before her.
Maddie loved making him wait...
****
I hope that little teaser to the plot line has whetted your appetite!
Oh- before I go- I will give you one excellent piece of advice- if you ever meet anyone like Maddie, you should make absolutely sure that you listen very carefully to every word that person says; otherwise you might find that what you think they are offering you, is very different from what they are offering you..
If you would like to buy Making Him Wait, it is available from Amazon, Amazon.com, Sweetmeats Press, The Book Depository, WHSmiths, and other good book and e-retailers.
Happy reading,
Kay xxx
Let me give you a little hint as to what it’s all about...
The artist in question is one Maddie Templeton- and she is a game player- a complete control freak- or more accurately - a self-control freak.
When, after years of painting commissions, Maddie gets the chance to have her first ever art exhibition at the newly refurnish Stripped Banana Gallery, she jumps at the chance. But the time she is given to create twelve brand new works of art is short, and only by enlisting the help of her favourite client, Sara (as featured on the cover of the book), and her partner Jake, life model Freya, and by suffering a visit from Tania, her self-centred vamp of an ex-girlfriend, does Maddie have any chance at all of getting her pieces completed on time.
Meanwhile, Maddie’s recent meeting with local electrician, Theo Hunter, adds an extra degree of interest to her life. Theo, she decides, would be the perfect man to have a little fun with- but not until after the exhibition is complete. Until that time, he is simply going to have to wait...
High kink all the way, Making Him Wait is a lust fuelled erotic romance that has fun with text sex, straight sex, girl/girl sex...you get the idea!! There is lots of sex...and a trolley... I am saying no more!!!
****
EXTRACT
Ignoring the buzz of her mobile phone, Maddie placed the worn stub of charcoal to the side of her easel and took a step back from the girl before her.
Maddie nodded with approval as her newest model – a petite blonde – flexed the muscles she’d been keeping stock still for the previous half hour.
“Control, Freya – at least the appearance of control – is everything.” The artist reached out an affectionate hand to her muse.
Freya rocked a little on her bare feet as Maddie touched her lightly freckled cheek. “No need to look so worried, honey. You are doing brilliantly. It’s a difficult pose to hold for so long.”
“Thank you.” Blushing an endearing shade of pink, Freya lowered the hands she’d nervously clenched before her, giving her employer another chance to see the neat triangle of her semi-shaved pussy.
Maddie, her jeans and t-shirt smeared and spattered with all the mediums of her trade, did not feel the need to mention to Freya that her own knickers were sodden, nor that beneath her holster bra, her nipples were rock hard.
A further buzz from her mobile alerted Maddie to the arrival of another text message. In fact a steady string of muffled noises from her mobile, coming from the pit of her handbag, had been announcing the arrival of texts every ten minutes or so throughout the morning.
Smiling to herself, Maddie continued to disregard her phone and considered the exquisite outline of her companion’s porcelain frame. Most people came to Maddie to be drawn or painted, sometimes as a commission for a lover, husband or wife. Some, however, like Freya, came to the studio as a way of improving their self-confidence. Despite her generally shy demeanour, Freya had proved to be very good at posing as Maddie required and the artist had offered her an occasional job as a life model.
Sometimes Maddie felt she was more therapist than artist – specifically a sex therapist – as men and women alike shared their most intimate secrets while standing on the other side of her easel. Maddie’s studio certainly had the air of an erotic fantasy confessional about it. She wasn’t complaining, however. No other life would do for her now. The job satisfaction Maddie achieved from listening to the dreams and fantasies of others while she recreated them onto canvas, went hand in glove with the personal physical gratification it gave her.
Money being either plentiful or non-existent, depending on the current success of her commissions and sales, Maddie had been forced to develop an alternative form of payment for her models – a reward system for good work. Maddie could tell from the rise and fall of Freya’s chest and the glistening damp skin at the top of her thighs, that she was more than ready to be paid for today’s session.
Closing in on her model, Maddie simultaneously cupped Freya’s slick pussy and left breast with her charcoal-blackened hands, causing an involuntary shiver to ripple through the younger woman’s body.
“Your progress really is outstanding, honey. Few of my models can stay as motionless as you can.” Congratulating Freya on her skill, Maddie left two dark palm prints on the girl’s tits and tapped at the inside of her legs. “Open up. I think you have deserved a treat after all your hard work.”
Gliding her palm over Freya’s mound, Maddie slipped a gentle finger into the slippery canal of the model’s frantically clutching sex, enjoying the murmured mew of contentment that escaped from her lipstick-free mouth.
Pumping gently, the artist brought Freya close to orgasm with steady increases and decreases of pressure – her own mind straying to her mobile. Maddie wondered where Theo was and what he was doing. She knew what he was thinking about. She always knew that. Theo thought about her.
Pushing her happily sex-drugged model onto an armchair, Maddie’s own arousal kicked up a notch as she bent to lick Freya’s nub, swiftly bringing her to the dawn of a shuddering release.
While continuing to take pleasure in the sweet taste of another woman on her lips, Maddie considered how she’d phrase her responses to all the messages Theo had sent and how she’d tell him precisely what and who had held up her replies.
Inhaling Freya’s climactic scent, Maddie’s hands roamed up and over the small, orgasm-jacked body, her thoughts still with Theo. His work-calloused right hand was probably on his dick at that very moment. A heady hit of power consumed Maddie – a power as intense as the climax of the woman panting hard in the chair before her.
Maddie loved making him wait...
****
I hope that little teaser to the plot line has whetted your appetite!
Oh- before I go- I will give you one excellent piece of advice- if you ever meet anyone like Maddie, you should make absolutely sure that you listen very carefully to every word that person says; otherwise you might find that what you think they are offering you, is very different from what they are offering you..
If you would like to buy Making Him Wait, it is available from Amazon, Amazon.com, Sweetmeats Press, The Book Depository, WHSmiths, and other good book and e-retailers.
Happy reading,
Kay xxx
Kay Jaybee was nominated as the
Best Erotica Writer of 2013 and 2014 by the ETO.
Kay wrote the The Perfect Submissive Trilogy, (Xcite, 2011-14), Making Him
Wait, (Sweetmeats Press, 2012), The Voyeur (Xcite, 2012), as
well as the novellas, Not Her Type: Erotic Adventures With A Delivery Man (2nd
ed. 1001 NightsPress, 2013), Digging Deep (Xcite, 2013), A Sticky
Situation, (Xcite, 2012), and The Circus, (Sweetmeats Press). She
has also written the anthologies The Collector (Austin & Macauley,
2012 & 2008), The Best of Kay Jaybee (Xcite, 2012), Tied to the
Kitchen Sink, Equipment, (All Romance, 2012), Yes Ma’am (Xcite
e-books, 2011), Quick Kink One and Quick Kink Two (Xcite
e-books, 2010). Kay has had over 70 short stories published by Cleis Press,
Black Lace, Mammoth, Xcite,
Penguin, Seal, and Sweetmeats Press.
Details of Kay’s work, past, present and future can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.uk
You can follow Kay on Twitter-
kay_jaybee,
Brit Babes Site- http://thebritbabes.blogspot.co.uk/p/kay-jaybee.html
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