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New Release!

Crowd Pleaser: Sexy Shorts

By Lisabet Sarai

Erotica and erotic romance anthology

Five flames

33,000 words

Exclusive to Smashwords

FREE!

Includes a 50% discount coupon for Hot Brides in Vegas: Vegas Babes Book 1

 

Blurb

 

Savor these luscious tales of lust and love from the outrageous imagination of Lisabet Sarai. A Nebraska tornado provides the opportunity for a long-married couple to indulge their kinky tendencies. A workaholic professor learns to pay attention to her carnal desires. Two virile young baristas turn a lawyer’s fantasies into vivid reality. Ten erotic gems–pleasure guaranteed!

 

Buy Link (Free!)

 

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/954307

 

Goodreads –  https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/47827304-crowd-pleaser

 

Excerpt 1

From “Beefeater”

 

“You know what I want.” I can barely get the words out between gasps. Phil’s got my blouse unbuttoned and is diligently sucking my nipple, with the expected effect. He stops briefly to swirl his tongue in a deft circle around the aching nub, then nips at the tip. I moan as my clit jumps in sympathy.

 

Encouraged, he fastens his mouth on mine while he sneaks his hand up my thigh. I’m sopping and dying for him to touch me, but I slap his hand away.

 

“No way! You’re not getting into my knickers until you agree.”

 

“Oh, come on, Moe. You know I can’t do it.”

 

“Of course you can. If you want to. If you want me, want me enough.”

 

He bends to my breasts for another long, delicious suckle. He’s trying to soften me up. I mustn’t let him know how much success he’s having.

 

“Really, I can’t. It’s like—sacrilege.” There’s genuine distress on his face, but it might just be the result of frustrated lust. “Those uniforms were designed by Queen Victoria, for Christ’s sake.”

 

I snuggle up to him with a sweet smile. “I know. That’s part of what makes it so hot. The centuries of tradition. Don’t you think that it would be hot, Phil?” I stroke his swollen cock through his jeans and give him a wet kiss with lots of tongue. It’s hardly possible, but I actually feel him become bigger and harder. “It’s not like this is just for me. I know you’ll enjoy it.”

 

“Yeah, but if Geoff catches me, I’m finished. A halberd through the heart! You know how he is about the Warders.”

 

“He won’t, I promise. We’ll be extra careful. We’ll do it when he’s on duty.”

 

“And what about my mum?”

 

“Doesn’t she play bridge a couple of nights a week?”

 

“On Tuesdays and Thursdays, most weeks.”

 

“So all you need to do is figure out the next Tuesday or Thursday night that Geoff’s on the watch.” I find the bulb of his cock and pinch it through the denim. He yelps. “Should be easy for a smart guy like you.”

 

Excerpt 2

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Death is his punishment. She’s his prize.

Morgan D’Arcy is an English lord, a classical pianist, and a vampire. He has everything except what he desires most—Isabeau. As the Angel Gabriel he’s steered her life and career choice, preparing her to become Lady D’Arcy. Many forces oppose Morgan’s daring plan—not the least of which is Vampyre law.

Isabeau Gervase is a brilliant geneticist Though she no longer believes in angels, she sees a ticket to a Nobel Prize in Gabriel’s secrets—secrets that have led her to a startling conclusion. Gabriel isn’t human, and she fully intends to identify the species she named the Angel Genome. Morgan is ready to come back into Isabeau’s life, but this time as a man not an angel. Will he outsmart his enemies, protect his beloved and escape death himself? For the first time in eternity, the clock is ticking.

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Like the supernatural? Like hot stories?

The Gate Keeper’s Cottage is now available from Lot’s Cave Publishing.  This short story is for anyone who likes a bit of mystery thrown into their erotic romance. Warning: A little taboo added for spice!

Drop by Lisabet Sarai’s blog and join me for a blog about Her Brother’s Wife, a fantasy erotic romance with dark psychological undertones.  Also available on Lot’s Cave.  https://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/2019/06/twins-who-me-impossible-i-cant-be.html

The Heart of the Deal:

Business, Bondage, Discipline and Desire

MF and FF BDSM Romantic Erotica (Triple X rated)

NEW RELEASE FROM LISABET SARAI!

Here’s what you’ve been waiting for–

All’s fair in lust and business

Blurb

 Ruby Maxwell Chen, the lovely and ruthless CEO of a sprawling British business empire, has no qualms about playing dirty – very dirty. She’s happy to use sex to help her close a deal, especially when she’s the one on top. Ruby loves the game, and she expects to win. When she encounters the inexplicably charismatic American entrepreneur Rick Martell, though, she wonders if she hasn’t finally met her match.

From the trendy clubs of London to the Hollywood Hills, Ruby and Rick compete for ownership of a strategic factory in Malaysia. As their struggle for dominance escalates and their mutual lust flares, they draw their employees and associates into their outrageous power games. The stakes could scarcely be higher, as Ruby and Rick play for the ultimate prize: a night of total physical surrender.

Note: This book was previously published under the titles Ruby’s Rules and Nasty Business. It has been re-edited, revised and updated for this release.

Buy Links

 Kinky Literature

https://www.kinkyliterature.com/book/6188-the-heart-of-the-deal-business-bondage-discipline-and-desire/

 Amazon US

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07SJY8PTC

Amazon UK

https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07SJY8PTC

Smashwords

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/942426

Barnes and Noble

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-heart-of-the-deal-lisabet-sarai/1131920310?ean=2940163239221

Kobo

https://www.kobo.com/th/en/ebook/the-heart-of-the-deal-business-bondage-discipline-and-desire

 About Lisabet

Lisabet Sarai became addicted to words at an early age. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance – nearly one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly every sub-genre—paranormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.

You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads and finally, on Twitter.

 Other books:

Hello peeps, look for me on June 14th at Lisabet Sarai’s blog.  I’ll be chatting about twins and giving away a present.  Or maybe two to celebrate the release of The Gate Keeper’s Cottage.  It’s now available at https://www.lotscave.com/ebooks/author/bianca-swan.php

Lisa’s blog address is: http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/

Hope to see you there.  Here’s the blurb for The Gate Keeper’s Cottage:

Newlywed Meggie Richelieu’s mysterious, phantom lover may be more than anyone, except the plantation housekeeper, suspects. A tale of incest and obsession

 

Bedazzled
The Beguiling Bachelors, Book 1
By Madison Michael

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About Bedazzled:

She’s fiercely independent. He’s thwarted by tradition – Can a brush of her hand be their brush with fate?

A woman with everything to gain.
Keeli Larsen craves success on her own terms. She has no support and less money, but she has talent and big dreams. Determined not to return to the family farm, this is Keeli’s last chance to make it. It’s also her final opportunity to connect with the out-of-her-league, gorgeous man in the penthouse office – her very own Prince Charming. Although they have never spoken, a crowded elevator, a chance encounter, and a misplaced hand are about to change everything.

A man with everything to lose.
Billionaire and sexy hunk, Wyatt Lyons Howe IV is on track to inherit a family empire he doesn’t want. With dreams of his own, Wyatt is suffocating under generations of family expectations and traditions until a brief moment and a brush of a hand set Wyatt on a crash course with love. Can Wyatt turn his back on his heritage to pursue his goals following the lead of this fiery redhead. Can he forfeit his wealth for freedom? Fearing Keeli is a down-on-her-luck artist looking for a bankroll, Wyatt doubts her motives. He’s been burned in the past but can’t resist the temptation. He is bedazzled.

A challenge accepted.
Wyatt is seduced by Keeli’s spirit and the sizzling chemistry between them. Used to getting what he wants, Wyatt determines to make Keeli his own. But first he must outsmart a scheming fiancé, oppose his family and friends, overcome his doubts, and walk away from his wealth and power. And, of course, he must win her heart.

If you love sassy women and strong sexy men overcoming all odds on their road to romance, buy this steamy page turner, and meet the first of the Beguiling Bachelors.

***Bedazzled has been freshly edited and revised ***
 
Bedazzled Buy Link:

 


An Excerpt from Bedazzled:

The chatter in the elevator lightened her mood immediately, reminding Keeli of all the people who had started with only a few dollars and a dream. In many cases, they had made it without knowing the language or customs of their adopted country. By comparison, she had many advantages and instantly felt better about her choice, more confident about moving forward on her own. Mr. Weinberg let her take many of her pieces with her when she left his employ. There had been no severance check, of course, but the ready inventory was a gift. Keeli let the renewed confidence surge through her body, standing straight and looking ahead. Watching her step, careful not to bump anyone with her parcel, Keeli stepped into the divide and moved toward the back.

That was the moment she saw HIM. He was the best thing – by far – about working in this building. She was standing face to face with the virile, gorgeous, sexy man she saw in the elevator regularly. Well, almost face-to-face since he was at least 4 or 5 inches taller than her statuesque 5’10”.

He was what she would miss most about this job – these random opportunities to ride the elevator and watch him, getting to stand close, allowing her imagination to run wild with fantasies – all starring him, of course.

Most of the time, he hid mysteriously behind a pair of Wayfarers, but the rain today afforded Keeli a chance to admire the intelligence and concentration in his azure eyes. He stood with his shoulders back, head towering over everyone’s Looking up, Keeli locked eyes with his, his mouth lifting in a half smile. Keeli shyly dropped her head as a blush rose to her cheeks and her heart sped up. She knew the smile was just politeness. She wanted so much more. She wanted him to notice her the way she noticed him, feel about her as she did about him.
If only he had the same visceral reaction that Keeli had to him, perhaps he would have spoken to her by now. She could not overcome her shyness to initiate a conversation, but if he longed for her as she did him…obviously, he was not interested. Now she would never see him again. Her disappointment was way out of proportion; he was a stranger. But he had this pull on her. Instead of thinking of him as a stranger, she thought of him as hers.
Hers. What a laugh. Wake up Keeli!

Everyone noticed him – man and woman alike. She saw it on elevator rides and when he traversed the lobby. Yes, he was particularly tall, a few inches over six feet. However, it was more than his height that drew the eye. He was compelling, confident, and assured. He was beyond handsome with his chiseled features, thick wavy hair and well-muscled body clad in custom suits. Keeli was drawn to him like a bee to honey. She had seen other women catch his eye, seen them smile and flirt easily. She was overwhelmingly shy when near him, preventing her from ever making him ‘hers’.

They crossed paths at the coffee kiosk or in the elevator at least once a week. She knew she was projecting her own desires, but sometimes it seemed to her that he was seeking her out. Even so, Keeli never exchanged more than a polite “hello” and he was always polite, but aloof. Although she longed for some reason to speak more than pleasantries, she was unable to move past that invisible barrier she felt between them.

Why, oh why is facing forward considered appropriate elevator etiquette? I just want to stare at him one last time. Today needs to be the day to think of something to say, some witty conversation opener. You are running out of time.

Her brain searched now for a reason to speak, knowing it was her last chance. Instead, she reluctantly turned to face the doors. He was standing so close, lazily leaning his shoulders against the back wall. She felt the warmth of his breath on the back of her neck, goosebumps traveling up her arms in response to the moist heat. She was rocked by her immediate, erotic reaction.

Reigning in her body’s response, Keeli reminded herself that the warm breath was a result of proximity, not desire. She was a non-entity to him and had been for the16 months she had worked there. His polished appearance, custom suits and elegant leather briefcase contrasted with her wild red hair, shabby jacket, scuffed boots and faded Old Navy dress. He epitomized class and privilege; she embodied shabby chic. Maybe not even chic – just shabby. She could never bridge the gulf.


About the Author:

Madison Michael is an indie publisher, blogger and the author of the Beguiling Bachelor Series as well as the novella Desire & Dessert, from her sizzling B&B Billionaire Bachelor series.

A Chicago native and hopeless romantic, Maddy was raised on Chicago culture, fairy tales, great literature and swashbuckling movies. Maddy employs that history, writing steamy contemporary romance novels set against the sumptuous backdrop of Chicago’s elite society.

After receiving a BA in Journalism from the University of Illinois and an MBA from Loyola University of Chicago, Madison abandoned her writing to find her way in the corporate business world. Daughter of a librarian, it was inevitable that she would return to the world of books.

Maddy writes from high above Chicago where she can stare at its gorgeous skyline or the shores of Lake Michigan surrounded by feline assistants. When she is not writing,, Maddy can be found lost in a book, fighting for the rights of the mentally iil or dining on Chicago’s famous cuisine. Hot dogs and pizza, anyone?

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Blurb

 

When Jake and Fran are invited to Las Vegas spend Valentine’s weekend with Jake’s old friend Ted and his curvaceous ginger-haired wife, they’re not sure what to expect. The last time they saw Ted and Annie, at the Vegas couple’s pre-wedding stag party, the four of them had ended up in bed together. But maybe that was just a fluke. There’s only one way to find out.

 

Buy Links

 

Kinky Literature – https://www.kinkyliterature.com/book/4089-valentines-visit-fourway-friend-swap–vegas-babes-book-4/

 

Amazon  US –  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NLBXZK5

 

Amazon UK –  https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07NLBXZK5

 

Smashwords –  https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/922797

 

Barnes and Noble – https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1130554745?ean=2940155973508

 

Kobo –  https://www.kobo.com/th/en/ebook/valentine-s-visit-four-way-friend-swap-vegas-babes-book-4

Goodreads:   https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43969420-valentine-s-visit

 

Excerpt

 

“Fran told me you’ve got a new job,” Jake said, strolling over to the glass doors and gazed out at the glittering Strip. “This apartment’s pretty fancy, too. Great view!”

 

“Life’s been good to us lately,” Annie said. “Anyway, we’re really delighted you could join us. Sit down and make yourselves comfortable.” She glanced around. “Don’t you have any luggage?”

 

“The airline lost it,” Francesca replied with a pout. “How they managed that, on a non-stop flight, I have no idea. They think it’ll show up tomorrow.”

 

“Well, never mind. We’re about the same size. You can borrow my clothes,” said Annie. And if things go the way I hope this weekend, you won’t need much in the way of clothing. Across the room, she caught Ted’s eye. He still looked nervous. Relax, love, she broadcast, blowing him a kiss. Relax and enjoy.

 

She turned her attention back to her guests. “Let’s sit on the balcony. Then you can really appreciate the view.”

 

Fran and Jake followed her through the sliding door. Ted brought up the rear.  The condo faced east, away from the noise of Interstate 15. Now that the sun had set, the dry air was pleasantly cool. A light breeze off the desert stirred Annie’s curls.

 

The lights seemed much brighter and closer when they were outside. Franny hung on the rail, surveying the sparkling panorama. “Wow! There’s Caesar’s Palace! And Bellagio… And Jake, look, there’s the Desert Breeze!”

 

“Famous as the venue for the fashionable Torelli-Williams wedding,” commented Jake, slipping his arm around his wife’s waist.

 

“Can’t see the Holiday House, though,” countered Fran, leaning towards him for a quick kiss. “Site of the notorious O’Reilly-Thomas nuptials.”

 

Annie chuckled. “I’ll be out in a minute with wine and snacks. Unless you’d rather have beer.”

 

“Beer for me, Annie-Belle,” Jake said.

 

Annie stiffened slightly. Nobody but Ted and her brother called her that.

 

“Okay. Franny?”

 

“Red wine, please.”

 

“Me too,” said Ted. He still sounded odd. What was up with him?

 

When she returned with the refreshments five minutes later, the tension had thickened. Fran sat on the padded bench to the left of the door, still drinking in the view. Jake and Ted lounged in two chairs on the right, separated by a small table, carefully avoiding each other’s eyes. The only sound was the distant honk of cars on the Strip.

 

Annie set her tray down on the table and handed out drinks. Guess we’re all a bit nervous, she admitted to herself.  We all know what we want. We’re just not sure how to start.

 

Ted and Jake eagerly helped themselves to canapés, as if glad to have something to do with their hands. Meanwhile, Fran patted the empty spot beside her. “Sit with me, Annie.”

 

Cradling her wine glass, Annie settled down next to her friend. She sipped her wine. Now what?

 

Fran sidled closer, until their hips touched. “It’s so lovely here,” she murmured. “Thanks so much for inviting us.”  She placed her palm above Annie’s knee, casually, almost as if the gesture were unconscious. The warmth of her touch easily penetrated the thin fabric of Annie’s skirt, making her shiver with arousal