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NEW RELEASE: A Christmas to Remember

December 16, 2013 by Harper Bliss Leave a Comment

Christmas_final_150b I’ve decided to celebrate the release of A Christmas to Remember with an excerpt frenzy. Instead of me going on about why I love these stories (and their authors) so much (variety, skill, talent and all that hotness being the main reasons), I will let the stories speak for themselves.

But first, here’s the blurb:
From the obligatory office party to a cabin in the woods, Christmas celebrations come in all shapes and sizes. The ladies in this Christmas anthology like to keep it original though, and get their festive groove on in bed shops and the Australian outback, not to mention the ‘Mermaids and Mistletoe Masquerade Ball’… A Christmas to Remember contains five lesbian erotica stories that will make your Christmas merry AND hot.

Caution: This title contains graphic language and festive lesbian sex and is suitable for adults only.

Table of contents
Mermaids and Mistletoe by Erzabet Bishop
Outback Christmas by Cheyenne Blue
Bedding Down by Lucy Felthouse
Midnight Clear by Laila Blake
Dress Code by Harper Bliss

It’s available from the following retailers: Amazon US / Amazon UK / Smashwords / All Romance / Direct from author

EXCERPTS (Needless to say, these are NSFW!)

Mermaids and Mistletoe by Erzabet Bishop

Hélène held her arm as Rachel stepped out of the pool of yellow fabric, clad only in her black satin panties. She covered her breasts with her arm, blushing at being so exposed in public. “Do you think I should move into the screened area?”

Eyes twinkling with mischief, Hélène nodded. “If you like. I think I have just the dress and mask in mind.”

Rachel smiled in relief. “Great. I’ll just be behind here.” She scuttled behind the screen, embarrassed at the wetness that had now dampened her panties to an uncomfortable level.

“Try this.” Hélène appeared in the mirror behind Rachel, her eyes drawn to her breasts in the bright light of the changing area. “Here. Let me.” She unzipped the dress, pulling it off the hanger. “You might want to take those off. They’ll show.” She said, pointing to her satin panties.

Casting her eyes down, Rachel did as she was bade and slipped the damp undergarment from her body, letting it fall to the floor. Hélène’s gaze strayed from hers to the obviously wet fabric and her eyebrows arched upward in elegant response.

“Well now. That changes things, doesn’t it?” Hélène watched her with a pointed look, her lips curving up into a smile.

Outback Christmas by Cheyenne Blue

“No present? You have something I want, Casey Jane Morotti, and it’s time you delivered.” She stepped around the bed and locked eyes with her lover. There was a wicked gleam in Casey’s eyes, one that Simona hadn’t seen since the day she’d found her crumpled in a heap at the bottom of their roofing ladder. Dark eyes locked together, offered, accepted, and sparkled in anticipation.

“I’ve been working hard,” Simona said in a conversational tone. “I’ve exercised four horses, backed the colt, taken the ute down the bore paddock to fix the fence along the creek. Had to push start it by myself too, which isn’t easy. Killed a mulga snake, finished the guttering you left incomplete when you inconveniently fell off the ladder. Talked to Matt about the colt’s progress, and you know I loathe talking to owners. Swept the yard, done the laundry, fixed the dishwasher, and cooked dinner every night. Not bad tucker either, if I say so myself. But now it’s reward time.” She kneeled on the bed, swinging one lean thigh over Casey, so that her spread thighs were above Casey’s face. “I want to come twice before we even think about you. Tongue only the first time; the second you can use fingers or toys as well.”

There was just time to see the surprise in Casey’s eyes before she lowered her pussy onto her face. Surprise because Simona was seldom the assertive one, preferring to satisfy her lover before taking her own pleasure. She clutched the iron bedhead to help support her weight, and closed her eyes.

Casey’s fingers smoothed their way up Simona’s thigh, their light touch deepening the well of desire that already pooled in her belly. Simona tightened her calves around Casey’s ears. “I said tongue only.”

Bedding Down by Lucy Felthouse

They regarded each other in silence for several long seconds, not caring that the music was still blaring out. Then, having no idea what the hell she was doing, Andrea reached out to cup Joanne’s cheek and stroked it. She tucked the other woman’s hair behind her ear, then, after a pause, leaned in and kissed her.

Her deputy’s lips were warm and dry and beautifully soft. Andrea pressed harder, scooting over so their bodies touched as well as their mouths. She had one hand trapped beneath her, but she used the other to touch Joanne’s hip, to grip and eventually sneak it around to grab the other woman’s bottom.

Joanne had remained frozen in place for several seconds, but once she snapped out of it, she quickly thawed and responded in kind. Slipping her free hand behind her boss’ neck, she pulled them closer together, so their kiss became almost bruising, but at the same time increasingly erotic. Parting her lips, Joanne poked out her tongue and sought entrance to Andrea’s mouth, groaning when she was admitted.

Midnight Clear by Laila Blake

I lick my way down her sternum, bite at the fleshy softness of her stomach and push my fingers under her jeans. There has to be a button there somewhere and a zip and—open sesame—there will be a beautiful little cunt and it’s going to be all for me. And then she stops me, halts my hand and sits up. I feel like a bucket of ice has dropped into my stomach but then she grins, all wicked little elf creature.

“You’re queue jumping,” she pants, shaking her head. She’s so red everywhere, flushed and with bee stung lips she’s been biting. “Get back on the bed. I seduced you, remember?”

I remember.

“I have been getting off to the idea of licking you for so many years, you’re not queue jumping now. So. Get back on the bed.”

I feel a whining little groan in the back of my throat, keep my fingers on her jeans just a moment longer, but then I yield. I sit up on my knees, and her hands are on my jeans so fast, it makes me dizzy. She opens them, pushes them down over my ass, and then I lie down and she pulls them off all the way.

“You, too,” I pant, looking up at her. “Strip for me.”

Dress Code by Harper Bliss

“Exactly how expensive is this blouse?” she whispers in my ear, while her fingers tug at a button.

“Ridiculously overpriced,” I hum back, hardly recognising my own voice. “Rip it off.”

I feel her lips widen into a smile against the skin of my neck. “You’re just full of surprises, Boss.” As she pronounces the last word, she yanks my blouse open, sending its buttons tumbling to the floor.

I inhale sharply at the sudden exposure of my torso to air. I feel my nipples stiffen to hard pebbles against the fabric of my bra.

With a few swift movements, Emma slides both my blazer and blouse to the floor. She regards me from a small distance for an instant before bringing her face right in front of mine.

“I’d be lying if I said I haven’t indulged in some fantasies myself.”

Although she’s barely touched me, my clit throbs wildly beneath the panel of my drenched panties.

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Things I Did This Week #13

November 15, 2013 by Harper Bliss 2 Comments

– Did a search on my blog and came to the horrific conclusion that I haven’t done one of these lists since March!
– Realised consistency is not my strong suit (well, re-confirmed more like, because I already knew that, but sometimes, because of my lack of consistency, I tend to forget.)
– Finished the first draft of Summer’s End (The verdict from the wife is not in yet, please tweet her and tell her to hurry the f*ck up!) 😉
– Wrote my story for our Christmas mini-anthology, just beating my own deadline (shht, don’t tell the others. ;-))
– Realised that, despite not having set foot in a ‘real’ office for more than three years, I appear to have a really big thing for characters getting it on at work (evidence to come in my Christmas story)
– Wondered if that is one of the reasons we’re getting a Ladylit office…
– Ordered the most important piece of equipment for said office (a Nespresso machine)
– Was utterly thrilled to find that Film 2013 with Claudia Winkleman is back on (I could watch Claudia talk about movies on my TV for at least 48 hours on end)
– Was appalled by the fact that Claudia’s co-host Danny still hasn’t learned that sitting with your legs wide apart doesn’t make you more of a man
– Started counting down to our mini-getaway to Phuket next weekend
– Slept with a duvet for an entire night for the first time in six months
– Watched every single episode of the three seasons of Miranda back-to-back, after just having seen them last week (such fun!)
– Sent about a hundred e-mails to Laila Blake 😉
– Was shocked, amazed and then incredibly thankful after seeing the October sales numbers for I Still Remember. (Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!)
– Made this list

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On typing ‘The End’

November 12, 2013 by Harper Bliss 4 Comments

A quick note to those of you who have been following the progress of Summer’s End. Just before noon today, I typed ‘The End’. The first draft is now finished. It took a little bit longer than anticipated, but it was so satisfying to complete the story. The word count at the moment is just under 34.000 words, so we can call this a proper novella petite novel.

I’m now anxiously awaiting the verdict of my wife. Considering I’ve used The S Word (aka soul) three times, I’m expecting the worst. (She hates The S Word and I do usually try to avoid it, but this story just begged for it.) 😉

Now that I’ve finished the first draft I can confidently aim for a mid December release, just in time for Christmas. Speaking of which… here’s the cover for the Christmas mini-anthology I’m putting together. Just as Sweat, it features stories by the talented likes of Erzabet Bishop, Laila Blake, Cheyenne Blue and Lucy Felthouse.

A Christmas to RememberLike the hat?

I know this is a bit rushed, but I must go to Ikea again… 😉

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