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Doctor’s Orders by Lucy Felthouse Now Available in Audiobook Format! #audiobook #audible #gay #romance #kink

Lucy Felthouse’s M/M erotic romance novella, Doctor’s Orders, is now available in audiobook format. Narrated by voice artist Peter Revel-Walsh, you can now listen to this kinky BDSM tale on the go!

Doctor’s Orders Blurb:

Hospital porter Aaron Miller isn’t expecting a very exciting birthday. He and his doctor boyfriend, Blake Colville, are working opposite shifts, leaving Aaron to go home to an empty house and the prospect of another shift the following day. Just as he’s leaving work, however, an unexpected sexy encounter in a supply cupboard leaves him feeling in a much more celebratory mood. And an impending dirty weekend away with Blake just puts the icing on the non-existent cake. But who needs cake when you’re dating a dominant doctor?

Audio links:

Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2qrwuEu
Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2r5Tmxf
Audible UK: http://adbl.co/2qC8gYf
Audible US: http://adbl.co/2qx230E
iTunes UK: http://apple.co/2r7iZO5
iTunes US: http://apple.co/2qvQxGW

eBook available here: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/doctors-orders/

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Author Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller) and The Persecution of the Wolves. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 160 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter or Facebook. Sign up for automatic updates on Amazon or BookBub. Subscribe to her newsletter and get a free eBook: http://www.subscribepage.com/lfnewsletter

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Kinky M/M Erotic Romance Novella by Lucy Felthouse, Doctor’s Orders, Out Now! (@cw1985) #mm #kink #bdsm

Blurb:

Hospital porter Aaron Miller isn’t expecting a very exciting birthday. He and his doctor boyfriend, Blake Colville, are working opposite shifts, leaving Aaron to go home to an empty house and the prospect of another shift the following day. Just as he’s leaving work, however, an unexpected sexy encounter in a supply cupboard leaves him feeling in a much more celebratory mood. And an impending dirty weekend away with Blake just puts the icing on the non-existent cake. But who needs cake when you’re dating a dominant doctor?

Note: Doctor’s Orders has been previously released as part of the Brit Boys: With Toys boxed set.

Buy links:

Amazon (universal link): http://mybook.to/doctorsorders

All Romance eBooks: http://bit.ly/2h1nfXa

Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/2hH8kFl

iBooks: http://apple.co/2hc3lgM

Kobo: http://bit.ly/2hT1zye

Smashwords: http://bit.ly/2h1lKIo

Add to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/33278227-doctor-s-orders

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Excerpt:

Aaron hummed contentedly as he walked along the white-painted corridor towards the locker room. He was happy in his job as a hospital porter. He might not be saving lives, like his doctor boyfriend, Blake, but he liked to think he was improving them. He made the effort with the patients he transported around—or the ones that were well enough to hold a conversation with him, anyway. He chatted to them, showed an interest, tried to make them laugh, always remained positive, even when things were bleak. That was his way of spreading a little cheer, or helping someone forget their worries, even if it was only for a few minutes. It was a small contribution, but a contribution nonetheless, and it made him feel good.

The corridor stretched on, and Aaron thought for the umpteenth time that it could do with some artwork on the walls—something other than doors to break up the interminable expanse of white paint and grey dado rail. But patients never came to this area of the building—unless they were lost—so there was no need to spend any more money on it than was absolutely necessary. Aaron understood that, but boy did it make for a dull walk to the locker room.

As he continued his journey, he saw that a supply cupboard door on the left hand side of the corridor was ajar. It was nothing unusual—people often propped doors open with their feet if they were just leaning in to grab something, or used something as a door stop if they needed both hands to carry what they’d come to collect and therefore couldn’t open the door again to let themselves out.

Reaching the door, he’d just opened his mouth to call out and ask whoever it was if they needed help, when the gap grew wider. A white-clad arm appeared and the accompanying hand grabbed the front of his T-shirt, pulling him roughly into the cupboard.

“Wha—”

Aaron didn’t even get chance to finish his exclamation, as he’d been slammed against the now-closed cupboard door, and hard, demanding lips were pressed to his. Lips, he realised, as his brain caught up with the turn of events, that belonged to Doctor Blake Colville. Lips that were allowed to kiss his, thank God!

The fresh, spicy scent of Blake’s cologne invaded Aaron’s nostrils, and he relaxed into the kiss, returned it with enthusiasm. Blake’s tongue sought entrance to Aaron’s mouth, and he gave it willingly, moaning as their tongues slipped and tangled together sensuously, and Blake’s firm, lithe body pinned his slightly-more-muscular one against the cool wood of the door. He stifled any further moans that wanted to sneak out, remembering that, hot as the situation was, it was also pretty precarious, and both of them could get into serious trouble if they were caught. Patients may not frequent this area of the building, but the staff sure did.

Reaching out, he gripped the lapels of Blake’s white coat and pulled, so their bodies were crushed together and their kiss grew bruisingly brutal—in a good way.

The move had clearly fanned the flames of Blake’s lust, because he began grinding his crotch against Aaron’s, teasing their already erect cocks and pushing them both rapidly towards the point of no return.

But could there be a point of no return, given where they were? How on earth would they get away with making love—or, in this case, should it be fucking?–in a supply cupboard in the hospital? Granted, it was one of the quieter areas of the building, but bloody hell…

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Author Bio:

Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller) and The Persecution of the Wolves. Including novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 150 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk, or on Twitter or Facebook. Sign up for automatic updates on Amazon or BookBub. You can also subscribe to her monthly newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

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An X-Rated Visit with Lily Harlem!

 

It’s not just the mulled wine and mice pies that have me heated around the edges today, but it’s the fact I’m sharing them with my dear friend and fantastic writer, sister Brit Babe, Lily Harlem, who’s popped in to talk about her sizzling new novella, X-Rated! Welcome, Lily! Have another pie and do tell!

 

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Hi Kd, thank you for inviting me to your blog at this festive time of year. It’s always fun to pull up a chair, enjoy a glass of mulled wine and a mince pie with you.

 

I’ve brought with me my hot new novella, X-RATED, which is sure to heat up the coldest of winter nights. I really enjoyed writing this story, it’s about a married couple who have lost their way in the bedroom. So many stories are written about new couples who have just met and are getting down and dirty for the first time, so given the chance to work with characters who already have an established relationship offers a whole different set of dynamics. Because when love and trust is already established, when each partner knows they will be supported not judged when confessing a kink or desire, the only limits are imagination.

 

I hope you’ll check out my story and perhaps it will give you sexy ideas for some festive fun with that special person in your life.

 

Lily x

 

 

Back Cover Information

 

 This weekend, Polly and Lucan work the kinks into their relationship.

 

When Polly is caught in a compromising position with a toy and a hardcore video, she doesn’t think her husband will ever go near her again. She feels twisted, nothing like the sweet wife he married. Little does she know, she’s awakened a monster by prodding Lucan’s sexual beast and making him sit up and take notice.

 

Finally.

 

But what about Lucan’s needs? He’s been so busy at work that things have gotten out of his grip to the point he can’t even remember his fantasies.

 

During a weekend of passion and turmoil, heat and pleasure, they vow to never drift apart again. Neither can imagine just how far they’ll go to please the other, or how well matched their particular variety of kinks are.

 

BUY LINKS – http://www.lilyharlem.com/x-rated.html

 

Here’s an excerpt taken from near the beginning of the book…

 

Her mouth dried. She wondered if she’d be sick. It was too late to hide what she’d been doing. It was obvious. Legs akimbo, vibrator deep in her pussy and her skin laced with sweat, there was no denying she’d been having a whole lot of fun on her own.

But he’d never, ever seen her like this. Hell, he’d never even asked her if she masturbated, or encouraged her to touch herself when they’d been together under the duvet.

“Maybe I…I should leave you to…” he said, color running from his face. “Finish doing what you’re…doing.”

Polly felt her eyes prickle. Shame, mortification and humiliation swamped her. Damn it, why hadn’t she put the chain on the front door? Why was he home so early?

She grabbed for a pillow and pressed it to her torso, covering her pussy and the vibrator and her breasts. She shut her eyes. “Go. Get out.”

A tear squeezed from her left eye and trickled down her cheek. How would she ever recover from this? Her husband catching her masturbating.

Now he’d know that he didn’t hit the spot for her. That she was unfulfilled.

She held in a sob and sneaked her hand between her legs. She pulled the vibrator out with a soft slide, her orgasm now a distant memory. She clenched her fists, tugging the pillow closer as she drew her legs together, pushing the laptop aside. A bitter taste filled her mouth as images of divorce courts, a new small flat just for herself, a bitter custody battle over Tilly, filled her mind.

She buried her face in the pillow, hoping that Lucan would just leave the house. Go away for the weekend, come back when she’d recovered.
Who was she kidding? A weekend? She’d never recover from the shame of this moment, not in a million years.

Maybe he’d just leave now, forever. And that would be it.

A fresh stream of tears attacked her and she let them soak into the pillow. She didn’t want him to leave. She loved Lucan. Always had and always would. He was the one for her and she’d meant those vows when she’d said them in church in front of all of their family and friends. Till death do us part was what she’d intended.

Eventually she opened her eyes. Her heart was thudding, her pulse surging in her ears. She’d have to get dressed and put her vibrator away.

Lucan was standing at the end of the bed, still staring at her with that open-mouthed expression of disbelief.

“Go,” she said again, her voice shaky. “Get out, Lucan.”

He shook his head. His attention went to the laptop.

“Lucan…” A full body tremble attacked her. “Leave.”

“Who’s there?” He nodded at the laptop.

“What?”

“Who is it? Who were you talking to?”

“I…no one.”

He tossed his tie to the floor and folded his arms. “I’m not stupid, Polly. You were connecting with someone online. What is it? Facetime? Skype?”

“No.” What was he talking about?

He reached for the laptop.

So did she. “Give it back.”

They both had a hold of it. Her breasts jiggled as she tugged.
“Polly.” He glared at her. “Let me see. I need to know who you’re cheating on me with.”

“Cheating?”

“Yes. You’re my wife,” he spoke slowly and deliberately, “and if another man is seeing you…do this…seeing your…I need to know.”

She’d never heard his voice so low and dangerous. Or seen his dark eyebrows pulled together that way. His jaw was set to steel and his usually smiling mouth a thin, pained line.

“I’m…I’m not cheating.” She gripped the laptop harder. Maybe it would have been better if she was cheating. The thought of him seeing the porn movie she’d been watching was horrendous. He’d think her perverted and twisted.

“Don’t lie to me.”

“I’m not. I’ve never cheated on you. I never would.” The pillow fell away completely.

His attention drifted over her naked body.

It was like a heated caress. When had he last seen her without clothes? She couldn’t remember.

God, what had happened to them?

“So you’ll show me then. If there’s no one there. No one on the other side of the camera?”

“Camera? You really think I’d be filming myself do that?” She was shocked at the thought. The porn stars did it sure…but her? Little Polly Hartgrove from Amersham, office mouse, wouldn’t say boo to a goose. “Of course there’s no one there.”
He gave an extra hard tug and she was forced to let go. He huffed, a small triumphant sound, and marched to the opposite side of the room. His shirt had come partly untucked and hung in a ruck over his neat navy suit trousers.

Polly raced after him, the air cool on her skin. But she didn’t reach him fast enough and he’d flipped it open.

A wave of relief went through her as she looked over his shoulder. The password box sat safely in the center of the screen.

He stooped, fingers spread over the keyboard and typed.

A tinny ping reported he’d got it wrong.

He tried it again.
Polly’s heart was racing, her breaths shallow. She wanted to grab her robe but was too caught up in the moment. She prayed he wouldn’t guess her password was Tilly.

But of course he did.

The screen filled with the last shot Polly had seen. The actress’ butthole filled with thick cock. Her fingers were in her pussy and the man gripped her hips. The sounds that suddenly rang around the room were horrific. Wails and cries, panting and gasping. Crude words and the wet, slapping noise of flesh on flesh.

Lucan straightened, his gaze glued on the screen.

Polly clasped her hand over her mouth to hold in a cry of mortification.

“You were…watching this?” he said, not looking at her.

She didn’t think he needed an answer.

 

 

 

 

About Lily Harlem

 

Lily Harlem lives in the UK and is an award winning, bestselling author of erotic romance. After giving up a busy career in nursing she now spends her time enjoying her rescued pets and penning steamy stories. She writes for publishers on both sides of the Atlantic including, HarperCollins, Totally Bound, Pride, Evernight, All Romance eBooks and Stormy Night Publications. She also self-publishes novels that range from emotionally charged erotic romance, to steamy ménage a trois.

One thing you can be sure of, whatever book you pick up by Ms Harlem, in whichever pairing or genre, is it will be wildly romantic and down-and-dirty sexy so make sure you hang on tight for the ride! Subscribe to her newsletter to get a FREE ebook.

 

Find Lily Here: 

 

Website http://www.lilyharlem.com/

Newsletter Subscription http://www.lilyharlem.com/newsletter.html

Blog http://www.lilyharlem.blogspot.com/

Twitter https://twitter.com/lily_harlem

Facebook https://www.facebook.com/lily.harlem

 

 

Sexy Just Got Kinky Launches Today!

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Sexy Just Got Kinky! Oh yes it most certainly did! And today is the day you can find out just exactly how kinky sexy has gotten with a brand new Brit Babes anthology available just in time to make your holidays sizzle. If you like it kinky, then you’ll love Sexy Just Got Kinky — a smokin’ selection of brand new Brit Babes stories for your reading pleasure, including my story, A Bird in the Bush. Download your copy now. Go ahead … get Kinky! You’ll be glad you did.

 

Sexy Just Got Kinky Blurb:

Welcome to Sexy Just Got Kinky, the third instalment of the Brit Babes’ Sexy Just series. Tantalise your dark side with kinks to make you think. From lovers behind bars to lone ladies behind the lens—fisticuffs and feathers, lilos and lube, scissors and sticks, whips, canes and bondage, there’s sure to be a kink within these pages to whet your appetite, tickle your fancies and heat up cold nights.

 

 

 

A Bird in the Bush Excerpt:

Cockerel, rooster, male chicken—whatever the hell you wanted to call him, he was enormous! Think Big Bird of the barnyard, and you get the picture. Oh my God! I wanted to bury my face in those gorgeous scarlet and emerald tail feathers while he wriggled his arse and cock-a-doodle-dooed at the top of his lungs.

Okay, let me just clarify before you get the idea that I do obscene things to animals. This was not a real cock… not the barnyard kind. I did say think Big Bird, didn’t I? This was a man strutting around Stoke Park in a fucking chicken costume! And it was a bloody brilliant one—no cheap-arsed papier-mâché, not this cock, no siree! Even from a distance—and it wasn’t much of a distance because I nearly ran into him on the sidewalk in front of the duck pond—I could tell those luscious plumes were genuine ostrich. Even the very thought had my nipples drilling through my vest.

The ginormous rooster stepped back all chivalrous-like and gave me a well-executed bow. Before I could ask what a big cock was doing parading around the duck pond in Stoke Park, he reached into a leather bag that hung over one broad avian shoulder and pulled out a lollipop, which he unwrapped. And then the cheeky cock stuck it in my mouth, brushing the tip of my nose with the soft golden feathers that covered his hands.

My dirty mind went crazy. I’ll admit I might have even moaned out loud and rolled my eyes. I mean it was a cherry lollipop, for God’s sake! The end resembled the tip of a penis all bright and hard like it was anticipating some serious in and out, and the giant rooster just sticks it right in my mouth! It’s bad enough that I moaned, but then… I slurped. Loudly. I didn’t mean to, honestly I didn’t. It’s just that I was already salivating and having something hard stuffed into my mouth when I was fantasising about a tumble behind the shrubbery with those thick, silky feathers wrapped around me, how could I not slurp?

 

Sexy Just Got Kinky Available from:

eBook:
Amazon UK
Amazon US
Amazon AU
Amazon CA
Amazon DE
All Romance eBooks
Barnes & Noble
iBooks UK
iBooks US
Kobo
Smashwords

Print:
Amazon UK
Amazon US
Amazon CA
Barnes & Noble
Createspace
The Book Depository

 

 

Brit Babes Cover Reveal! Sexy Just Got Kinky

Time to reveal the gorgeous cover for the next sizzling anthology from the Brit Babes.

 

Sexy Just Got Kinky!

 

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A collection of super-heated stories with one thing in common:

Kink to make you Think!

 

They’re smoking hot, deliciously dirty and brand spanking new!

 

Keep an eye on this blog for preorder and release details

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Be sure to check out these Brit Babes anthologies:

 

Sexy Just Walked into Town  — FREE!

Sexy Just Got Rich

 
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