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Victoria Blisse’s 100th Sunday Snog!

September 22, 2013 by Harper Bliss 5 Comments

100th Sunday Snog

What better reason to celebrate than Victoria Blisse’s 100th Sunday Snog? Not only is it a joyous occasion, but kissing is also one of the greatest joys in life. Celebrations without giveaways are, of course, not festive enough, so I’m giving away a free copy (ebook – any format) of my novelette A Hard Days Work to a lucky commenter. The snog excerpt below is from A Hard Days Work as well. Enjoy! And don’t forget to kiss someone today. 😉

After what feels like three hours of running, but must, in reality, not be more than a good thirty minutes, I’ve fallen behind a little. It gives me a good view of Amanda’s flexing calves and sculpted shoulder line. Her right arm is a bit wider than her left, indicating hours of tennis practice.

Then, all of a sudden, she stops. I breathe heavily when I reach the secluded spot she chose to halt our run at. My white tank top is completely soaked through and the muscles in my legs tremble.

“Are you all right?” she inquires. Her brow is coated in sweat, but there’s no sign of a blush on her face. “I didn’t mean to go so fast, but sometimes I stop thinking when I run and I just go for it.”

I take a few deep breaths. “That wasn’t five miles, was it?”

“No.” She plants her palms against a tree and starts stretching her legs. “I made an executive decision to cut our run short.”

I arch up my eyebrows. “Oh really? Why’s that?”

“Come on, stretch,” is her only answer.

I take position at the other side of the tree. It’s thin enough to not obstruct too much of my view. Amanda’s top is sufficiently drenched for me to see how hard her nipples are. I mimic her stretching movements, which gives me a good excuse to keep my eyes on her.

“Turn around,” she says. With one step she’s by my side. “With your back against the tree.”

Heat radiates off her body. My skin crackles when her palms connect with my shoulders. Her fingertips dig into my flesh and I instantly know this is not some special sort of stretch. This is foreplay.

“Quick question,” she breathes into my ear. “Can I kiss you now?”

In a flash, my hands move to her neck and I pull her close. A storm brews in her eyes in the instant before she closes them, the moment before our lips touch and everything changes.

Desire rips through me as her stiff nipples crash against my chest. We’re about the same height and the pressure of her breasts against mine while she lets her tongue slip inside my mouth for the first time, is enough to make my knees buckle.

The air around us is suddenly heavy with moist heat. The sun disappears behind a building in the distance, casting a sudden shadow over us. I want all of her at once. I want to tear off her wet clothes and fuck her right on the spot.

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Hump Day Hook: A Hard Day’s Work

August 21, 2013 by Harper Bliss 3 Comments

A Hard Day's WorkThis week is all about A Hard Day’s Work, which means this week’s Hump Day Hook will again be from my brand new novelette. Sorry for the repeat, but there are plenty of hooks to choose from. 😉

Every day, at five on the dot, Ann and Kenneth rise from their desk and finish their work day. They have spouses to consider and children who need to be fed before bed. I usually linger on in the office the three of us share, enjoying the solitude and silence their absence brings. It also allows me the opportunity, every time I hear Amanda’s footsteps clatter on the hallway floor outside, to imagine she’ll walk in and say, “At last, they’ve gone,” before hurling herself at me.

But Amanda is straight and she’s my boss. I can pretend to play tennis all I want, she’ll never be interested in me that way. It doesn’t stop me from dreaming.

“You’re on your own, Jo,” Kenneth says and closes the door of our office behind him.

“Leave it open,” I yell behind him—just like every night—but he lets it bang shut with the most annoying thud possible.

I push myself out of my chair but my toes catch behind the foot of my desk. My hip crashes into it, sending a half-empty coffee cup to the floor, its tepid contents spilling over my sweater.

“Fuck,” I scream at no one but myself. I quickly grab a tissue from the box on Ann’s desk and try to stop the stain from soaking all the way into the delicate fabric of my sweater. It doesn’t help so I dash out of the office to the break room, which is closer than the wash room. I hoist my sweater over my head before yanking a tea towel off its hook and dousing it in water.

Engrossed in removing the stain from my sweater, I don’t hear the footsteps approach from behind.

“Is it casual Friday already?” Amanda’s voice beams.

Thank god I’m wearing a tank top, I think as I turn around. To my surprise, Amanda’s eyes appear glued to my arms. Countless upper cuts and hooks a week haven’t missed their effect.

“I didn’t finish my lunch,” she mumbles, completely out of character.

While she hides behind the refrigerator door, I stifle a chuckle. Instead of cursing Kenneth and his stupid game of slamming the door shut every night, I secretly thank him for landing me in this situation.

When Amanda re-emerges she has put herself together again. “You must have quite a serve with biceps like that.”

This time, I’m the one nearly blushing. “I get by.”

“What happened?” She nods in the direction of my sweater.

“Office clumsiness.” Flustered, I hold my palms up, dropping the tea towel to the floor. It really isn’t my day.

She scoots closer and crouches down to pick it up. As she hands it back to me, the tips of our fingers lightly touch. She redirects her attention to my sweater.

“You may want to use some vinegar on that when you get home.” I hadn’t pegged her for someone with detailed knowledge on removing stains. “Doug is terribly clumsy. It seems all I do is run after him and clean up his mess.”

The mention of her husband’s name zaps me back into reality. I doubt Amanda is the sort of woman who does a lot of running around for her husband—the mysterious Doug whose name gets dropped occasionally, but who never shows up for office parties or other work-related social events. I want to quiz her about him, but the circumstances don’t strike me as ideal. It’s also none of my business.

“Thanks for the tip.” I smile and glance at my sweater, which I fear might now be ruined.

“Here’s another one,” she says as she heads for the door. “You should wear short sleeves more often.”

I have to keep my jaw from dropping. If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear she was flirting.

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NEW RELEASE: A Hard Day’s Work

August 20, 2013 by Harper Bliss 3 Comments

A Hard Day's WorkAah, it’s been too long since I was able to type ‘New Release’ into the title field. But here we are, my brand new novelette A Hard Day’s Work is out today!

Since finishing the High Rise series I’ve written quite a few quick short stories, but I desperately wanted to get back to the feel of writing longer, standalone pieces like Summer Heat and Younger Than Yesterday. Novelettes are ideal because they’re short enough to keep the tension humming softly before it all explodes and long enough to tell a story.

The story in A Hard Day’s Work is all about Jo and her abs and biceps and the unexpected effect they seem to have on her hot boss Amanda. Admittedly, much of the plot line in this novelette hinges on biceps (is it any wonder I’m currently working on a mini-anthology with a sports theme?), but hey, if it has to hinge on something, it may as well be well-toned, slightly bulging, impressing lady biceps. (It also features a lusty run in the park, sweaty gym clothes and a soapy shower scene.)

Without further ado, here’s the official blurb:
Jo fancies her straight, married boss Amanda. She’s convinced her crush is a hopeless one, until a performance review changes everything.

And here are the download links:
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Enjoy!

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Hump Day Hook: A Hard Day’s Work

August 14, 2013 by Harper Bliss 4 Comments

A Hard Day's WorkAt last, a new release! 😉 A Hard Day’s Work will be available from all retailers next week. Meanwhile, here’s a little excerpt for this week’s Hump Day Hook to (hopefully) get you all hot and bothered. Also, if you’d like an ARC in return for an honest review on Amazon, send me an e-mail and we’ll arrange it.

It’s Friday so I’m dressed casually in a pair of dark, tight jeans and a sleeveless blouse. I make sure the blouse is neatly tucked into my trousers before knocking on Amanda’s door.

“Come in.” The different versions of this scenario that have played in my head are countless, but they always ended up with both of us half-naked on the floor. “Close the door behind you and take a seat.”

I’ve never had any reason to believe Amanda hates the other women on her team. Most of the rivalry between her and Ann takes place solely in Ann’s head, just as Kenneth’s firm belief that Amanda has a soft spot for him is merely a figment of his imagination.

I sit down in the chair opposite Amanda’s desk. She glances at a sheet of paper in her hands. I stop myself from tapping my fingers on the arm rest of the chair, but I can’t consciously slow down the mad pitter-patter of my heart.

Amanda wears a tight black blouse today—one of my favourites on her. It’s open at the throat and it’s hard to keep my eyes off the exquisite hollow of her neck.

“I only have one question for you.” Amanda leans back in her plush leather chair. It’s as if I can feel her glance move over the skin of my arms. She shoots me a quick smile before continuing. Moments alone with Amanda are so rare—I can count the times I’ve been alone with her in her office behind a closed door on the fingers of one hand—and the situation makes my stomach knot. I shuffle in my seat, expecting a query on why I handled a case a certain way or how I feel I fit into the team. “Why are you single?”

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