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Slush: A Holiday Romance by Lisabet Sarai

Slush

Please join me in welcoming the amazing Lisabet Sarai to the blog for Friends on Friday to talk about her new holiday release - Slush.

I’m celebrating the release of my first self-published book, Slush, a heartwarming M/F erotic romance story set in frigid Boston. It’s available now from Smashwords and Amazon, for only 99 cents!

And if you want more holiday reading, I’ve got two free PDF stories – yours just for the asking. Silver Bells is a steamy M/F/M BDSM tale. Last Minute Gift is a M/M story, filled with humor, heat and heart. If you’d like a copy of either one, just email me (lisabet [at] lisabetsarai [dot] com) and let me know which one you want.

Slush

Hot shot Boston lawyer Ian Pierce has everything but peace of mind. Christmas Eve finds him alone, wading through the slush to his BMW so he can drive back to his lonely luxury apartment. Then everything goes black. He awakens with an aching skull to find himself in a freezing, boarded-up garage occupied by a street kid. At first he blames the dodgy-looking youth for his troubles, but before long he realizes the raggedy girl who rescued him from the gutter may well be a Christmas angel in disguise.

Excerpt

He grasped her pointed little chin with his other hand to draw her closer. She didn’t resist. Now her face was mere inches away, her steel-gray eyes fixed on his. Her lips parted. Her breath came fast, in little sighing pants. He ached for that sweet, enticing mouth, an ache that drowned out the residual throbbing in his skull and even the swollen pulse of need in his groin.

He didn’t dare. He was afraid – afraid she’d pull away, afraid of screwing up something simple and perfect with his selfishness .

In the end, she made the first move, leaning toward him just enough to press her lips against his. That was enough. He released her hand to wrap his arms around her and clutch her to his chest, kissing her with a ferocity he couldn’t control. He needed this so badly – the warmth, the softness the illusion that someone cared…

Daisy returned his kiss with equal desperation. She opened to him without any prodding, sucking his tongue into her mouth to tangle with her own. Her fingernails scored his back even through the undershirt as she tried to pull him closer. She plunged her tongue into his mouth, nipped at the corner of his cold-chapped lips, moaned and writhed in his arms when he slid away to nuzzle the hollow under her ear.

“Ian…please…” All at once she broke their embrace. With one fluid movement, she dragged her tee shirt over her head, baring modest but flawless breasts topped with cranberry-red nipples. She didn’t say anything further, just held his gaze as she hiked up her buttocks and rolled the knit long-johns down over her creamy thighs. A gust of female musk rose from the blond tangle hiding her pussy, masking the scents of charred wood, diesel and rot.

In two breaths, Ian’s half-erect penis swelled to full hardness. Daisy lay back on the blanket with her knees raised and her moist sex open to his view, tempting him. He yearned to launch his body onto hers, to mash those luscious little tits against his chest and drive his cock into the hot, wet cleft that exuded such a heavenly fragrance. Something held him back, though. I don’t deserve her, he thought. She’s too young, too strong, too good… too good for a nasty, angry son of a bitch like me.

They remained motionless, eyes locked, for long seconds. Daisy licked her lips and spread her thighs wider. “Don’t you want me, Ian?” She gave him a mischievous grin. “The last chance I had to shower was yesterday morning, at the Y – do I smell bad?

“You smell delicious,” he replied, completely sincere. “But…”

“But what? It’s Christmas Eve. Let’s celebrate, while we can.”

You can pick up your copy of Slush here today:

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About the Author

lisabetFaceLisabet has decided celebrate the holidays by writing what’s in her heart. If it sells, great – but all she really wants to do is touch a few readers.

You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website, along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance, she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors.

Celebrating Romance Books – Spoiled by Daddy #MistletoeHop

Mistletoe HopWelcome and Happy Holidays! I’d like to celebrate the by sharing my romance book with you, the first book from the Daddy’s Girl SeriesDaddy Morebucks because the third book in the series, Poor Little Daddy’s Girl, is coming January 8th! I know we’re supposed to be appreciating the beauty and joy of the season, but let’s cut to the chase – getting presents rocks! And since Sugar Daddies are a bit like Santa so the following excerpt involves an impoverished gal and her new-found Daddy. Check it out, then enter my giveaway by leaving a comment below telling us what tops your wishlist this year, then jump through all those Rafflecopter hoops for a chance to win my prize – a $15 Amazon Gift Card and an ebook from my backlist.

Daddy Morebucks is the story of down-on-her-luck Marley, who has had to turn to prostitution to make a living, and the handsome wealthy client she accidentally scores a date with – a date that pays her five thousand dollars. Marley happily takes her payday and moves onward and upward with her life, but her benefactor and one-time customer, James, can’t get her off his mind. He tracks her down and makes her a proposition – move into my penthouse with me, be my submissive, and I’ll pay for everything. After much soul-searching Marley agrees. Here’s a scene in which he takes her shopping. She’s begged him to let her go into the lingerie boutique, and he was unable to resist.

Excerpt

Occasionally she’d ask his opinion as she sashayed by the tables of pretty panties and bras. He nodded and smiled, overwhelmed by the sheer number of choices. Bras in an endless array of colors lined the walls. Alluring teddies in various animal prints spilled out of an open armoire. Marabou slippers teetered atop a cascade of silky chemises, calling out for him to touch them. After making sure no one was looking, he reached out and stroked the turquoise feathers, vowing to get a pair of those for Marley. The things he could do with those feathers…
Hmm. Where was she? Marley had disappeared the moment he’d turned away. He searched each room for her and was about to give up when a perky salesgirl approached him. “Sir, are you looking for the girl with the black hair? She’s in the dressing room. She asked me to come get you.”
“Thanks.” He followed her to a hallway, each side lined with pink and black doors. “Marley?” He called, clueless as to which door she was behind and terrified at the prospect of walking in on a stranger. Pulling at his collar, he began to perspire. Was it super hot in here or was it just him?
“Yes, Daddy?” Her voice lilted over a dressing room door near the end of the hallway. Part of him wished he could shut her little mouth for calling him that here. The other part was
proud of her, wanting her to shout to everyone they saw that she was his little girl and he was her daddy.
“Marley! Where are you?” he hissed.
She opened the door and traipsed into the hallway wearing nothing but a bra and panties. The skimpy underwear was red plaid, trimmed with white eyelet. She twirled around, showing off for him. “Do you like it, Daddy?”
She was a vision. Her beauty squeezed him deep in his heart.
Jolted back to reality, he answered, “Yes. You look incredible.” He shooed her back into the dressing room. “But you don’t need to show the whole world.”
“I don’t?” she asked, playing with his collar.
“No, you don’t. Now be a good girl and stay in here. This is only for me to see.” He pointed two fingers at her.
“Yes, Daddy. I’ll be good.” She turned her back and removed her clothing. She wore a white thong underneath, but was naked other than that. He tried to look away, but glanced into the mirror instead where he got a view of her from the front. Hmm. I could get used to this.
She tried on a variety of things. Everything got a thumbs-up except a stretch lace bodysuit he thought made her look cheap.
It took monumental restraint not to slam her up against the wall and take her right there in the dressing room, but he summoned all his willpower and refrained. They were sure to have hidden cameras and the last thing he needed was a scandal. Instead he took mental pictures of her in the skimpy lingerie. Later he could call them up when he needed a Marley fix.
Checking his watch, he noticed they were about to be late for their appointment. He hurried her along, taking her finds to the cash register while she got dressed. He laid on the counter a pair of emerald green ruffled rhumba panties, a black bra, black panties with a heart cut out in the ass (his favorite), a frilly short black nightgown, a red ruffled bra and panty set dotted with black hearts, and the plaid bra and panties.
At the last minute, Marley rushed to the counter, out of breath, with more in her hand. “Can I get these too, Daddy? Pretty please?” She held up a see-through lavender babydoll nightie and a couple of beige bras.
“You most certainly can, but we need to hurry. I hate being late.”
She hugged his arm tight. “Thank you,” she whispered.
The salesgirl was nonplused by her referring to him as Daddy, but she did step up the pace folding their purchases and finished ringing them up in record time. He relaxed his shoulders.
“Anything else, Mr. LeBlanc?” she asked.
“No, thank you.”
Marley had grabbed one of the shopping bags when they headed into the mall.
“Here, give me that,” he commanded.
“Why? I can carry things.”
“I know you can, but I want to do it for you. Now don’t argue with me.”
She reluctantly handed the bag back to him. “But now I have nothing to carry. And you have all those bags. It makes me feel useless.” She frowned.
“Doll, you are anything but useless. Do you have any idea how hot you got me back there?”
She shook her head.
“I’ll have wet dreams all week.” He gave her ass a quick slap.

Daddy Morebucks Audiobook

Daddy Morebucks

From the moment she laid eyes upon him, Marley knew in her heart that James was not just another client, and the difference wasn’t even the large sum of money he offered in return for a single night of submission. No, what set him apart was the fact that when she called James “daddy”, it was her own heart which beat faster and her own body which ached with need.

After that night, Marley does her best to put all thought of him behind her, using the huge payday he provided to get on her feet again and start over… until James knocks on her door and walks right back into her life. He makes her a simple offer: if she will live with him and submit to him whenever he wishes, he will provide for her every desire.

Even before she accepts his offer, Marley knows that what she truly wants is not money or clothing or even a fancy new car. What she longs for is a daddy who will give his little girl what she really needs… a daddy who will spank her bare bottom when she is naughty, tie her up and take her any way he pleases, and then cuddle her until she falls asleep in his arms. Can she dare to hope that James will be that daddy?

Read Chapter One FREE or listen to a sample here.

Available on Audiobook as well as ebook and print. Pick up your copy here:

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Look for the third book in the Daddy’s Girl Series – Coming January 8th…

Poor Little Daddy’s Girl

Twenty-four-year-old Charmaine Bainbridge appears to have it all—beauty, fame, and tremendous wealth—yet behind all the glitz and glamor hides a sad little girl who has been abandoned by every man she’s ever loved.

When firefighter Hunter Baldwin saves Charmaine from a fire in her penthouse apartment—a blaze started by her own carelessness—he’s appalled by her nonchalant attitude. Forced to carry her to safety, he throws her over his shoulder, but not before correcting her behavior with a well-deserved spanking. Something about Charmaine arouses him deeply, and it isn’t just her gorgeous looks. This girl needs to be firmly corrected and thoroughly dominated, and a part of Hunter demands that he be the one to take her in hand.

Though he’s used to charging into burning buildings on a daily basis, Hunter knows taming Charmaine’s wild ways may prove to be his greatest challenge yet. Undeterred, he takes on the role of Charmaine’s daddy dom in hopes of breaking down her defenses and healing her wounds. But can she bring herself to open her heart to him, or will she remain the lonely little rich girl forever?

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Party with Normandie at Holiday Author Events & Giveaways!

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Starting today and lasting through the new year, visit these sites, “join” and then Facebook should send you a notification when the party gets underway, or mark your calendar. Either way, come play! You can enter to win lots of great prizes, books, and discover new authors while having some giggles and some virtual eggnog!

COME PARTY!

Saturday, December 13th (All times are EST)

Sugar & Spice, Naughty & Nice – 5-6pm

White Hot Christmas – 11pm-12am

 

Monday, December 15th

12 Days of Holiday Magic – 2-3pm

 

Thursday, December 18th

Winter Wonderland of Authors (Time TBD)

 

Sunday, December 21

Platinum Multi-Author Holiday Event – 2-3pm

 

Mistletoe Hop – Blog hop here on this site!

December 19-22

 

January 12, 2015

Release Party for “Poor Little Daddy’s Girl” – Book Three in the Daddy’s Girl Series

 

Come party with me!

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