Sunday Snog #104: Cat Toy

Greetings! Today's snog is special, for several reasons. Every comment you leave on today's snog counts as an entry in Victoria Blisse's fabulous Blissemas 2013 blog hop. You could win an ereader of your choice (Kindle or Nook), or a $100 bookstore gift certificate. Follow the link above for all the details, as well as links to all the other bloggers who are participating.

You'll find more Blissemas Kissmas snogs at this week's Sunday snog page. They're all chances for you to enter and win as well.

Also, this snog comes from my latest chapter in the Cat Toy serial. Things are heating up - I think I'm actually going to finish this thing in the next few months!

This Sunday also coincides with my December newsletter. I have special holiday gifts for both authors and readers. Check the newsletter for details.

Anyway, enough blabbing. On to the snog!

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“We'll have to cut them off.”  We huddled together naked on the floor, backs against the couch, each pondering the implications of Tom's theory. His arm draped protectively around my shoulder. Despondent, feeling lost and utterly powerless, I slumped against his solid chest. His quiet, determined voice broke into my funk of despair and sent a chill shuddering through me.

“Cut them – oh, Tom! How can we? I can barely keep myself from blurting out your secret when I'm in her presence.” 

“Her magical aura doesn't affect me to nearly the same extent.”  His smile was grim. “I know her too well.”

“But you already told me that as your maker, she has special power over you. How can you get close enough to slice off the rings - “ I swallowed my disgust at the bloody notion - “without her reclaiming you as her familiar?” 

“I don't know.”  He bent to bury his face in my hair, breathing deeply. “Ah, Shaina. You smell like a tropical forest. Green and bursting with life.”  His gentle fingers nudged my chin, raising my eyes to his. “How I wish – but that's an empty dream.” 

I cradled his face in my hands, then drew his lips to mine. This kiss had none of the feverish need of our earlier wild coupling. Instead, shimmering energy flowed from his mouth to mine, a surge of power that shattered my dark mood and, against all reason, kindled hope. I drank deep from him, then beamed back my renewed sense of possibility. We dream for a reason, Gram used to say. As I melted into my lover's embrace, I believed her.

He stroked my back, feathering his fingertips down my spine. As always, his touch awakened my senses. My nipples tightened into plump peaks, aching for stimulation. Below, new arousal drenched and soothed my recently ravaged pussy, which felt empty and hungry. Desire twisted through me, bordering on pain.

I shifted onto my knees to straddle his outstretched legs, crushing my breasts against his firm pecs and trapping his hardening cock between us. My juices trickled into his wiry pubic curls, until they were as soaked as my own. Meanwhile I probed his mouth, my tongue brazen and demanding. I'd always been a bit reserved sexually, worried about seeming too forward or slutty. With Tom, I became shameless. I knew, in the depths of my being, he'd match me kiss for kiss, thrust for thrust, giving me everything I craved – and more.

This time, though, he resisted me. My whimper of disappointment earned me a last quick brush of his lips, but then he disentangled himself from my arms and rose to a standing position in one fluid, graceful movement.

“It's so easy to get lost in you, my beauty. But we must think – come up with some kind of plan.”  Hands clasped at the small of his back, he paced back and forth in front of me alike a caged lion.

With a sigh, I flipped back into a sitting position. Watching the muscles flex under his gleaming chocolate-tinted skin, I thought I'd die if I couldn't touch him. But I knew he was right. 

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Want to read the rest? Just go to http://www.lisabetsarai.com/cattoy9.html. Or head for the free reading index page to read the story from the beginning.

Lisabet's December News

New and Upcoming Releases
 
Happy holidays to all my readers!

Since my last newsletter, I've had three releases. First of all, Her Secret Ingredient is now available as a single author title. You can also get the tale as part of the What's Her Secret boxed set, and now, in print as well! I won't take up your time by repeating the blurb, which I've been sharing pretty much everywhere. You can find all the details here and here.


In addition, the Tied to the Billionaire anthology has come out in print. This juicy book is the perfect gift for all your romantically-inclined friends - or at least the kinky ones. After all, who wouldn't want a dominant billionaire for Christmas?

Speaking of print, Rajastani Moon in now available in paperback, too. Did you see Thistedown's rave review of the book at Long and Short Reviews? She said so many complimentary things about the book that I can't decide which to quote! Click on the link above to read what she has to say.
 
Other News

I know I missed a month, but I've made up for it with a new and very intense chapter of my CatToy shifter serial.

I have a kiss from the chapter for you, as my regular Sunday snog. And you can win prizes if you comment, as part of Victoria Blisse's Blissemas celebration!

Meanwhile, as a gift to my author and reader friends, I have two full PDFs that you can download. Just visit holidaygifts.html to download either Naughty Bits: The Erotogeek's Guide for Technologically Challenged Authors - more than 80 pages of explanations and advice for those of you who are mystified by technology - or Kiss Before Midnight, a collection of four holiday themed romantic shorts.

Hey, why not download them both?

I'll be sending out information about this month's exclusive VIP drawing on Tuesday. Only people on my list are eligible to enter!

If you're not on my email list but would like to be, just send an email to contest [at] lisabetsarai [dot] com with the subject line "Add Me", from the email you want added. You can also add your name from the holiday gifts page above.

And speaking of free books - if you sign up for Totally Bound's newsletter, you will automatically receive a voucher for a free TB book. Talk about easy! Just click here to subscribe.
 
Lisabet's Pick of the Month

My pick of the month for December is Coffee Time Romance's Steampunk site. If you love corsets and clockwork, brass and leather, this is the place to be. CTR's Revelry release parties are great fun - I had one myself - and there are lots of chances to meet fantastic authors and win great prizes.

Sunday Snog #96: A New Snog from Cat Toy

Greetings, readers! Today's snog is a bit special. It's part of the Blisse Kiss After Dark blog hop event, a mini-fright-fest of Halloween-themed kissing fun.

I just uploading my October newsletter to my website. For my traditional free reading feature, I've written a sensational new chapter in my Cat Toy shifter serial. I realized that a black were-cat was absolutely perfect for a Halloween celebration.

Of course I can't do a blog hop without a prize. Leave a comment with your email below and I'll enter you in a drawing for a copy of my Halloween BDSM tale, Rendezvous.

After you've savored my kiss, hop on over to Victoria's Blisse Kiss page for links to lots more sexy snogs!

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I found my apartment door locked. Had Tom not returned yet? The studio was dark, all the lights out and the blinds drawn as I'd left them. “Tom?” My voice was hoarse with fear. She found him. She's caught him.

A man-shaped shadow rose from the chair near the window. “Shaina! Thank the gods you're safe!” In an instant, I was wrapped in his strong arms, with his face buried in my hair. Peace and comfort flooded in, washing away my worry and uncertainty. This was where I belonged.

Unerring even in the darkness, his lips found mine. I opened automatically, drinking in his sweet, wild flavor. He smelled of smoke and earth, crisp nights and growing things. The tension that had sustained me through my encounter with the sorceress vanished, so that for a moment I felt limp and weak. Taking advantage of my lassitude, he drew me closer, the rigid bulk in his trousers rooting in the gap between my thighs and making me gasp. As he boldly probed my mouth, his hands roamed over my curves to my ass and pulled me tighter still.

Fierce need swept through me like a forest fire. I threaded my fingers into his wiry curls and took over the kiss, sucking his tongue into my mouth, gnawing on his lips, devouring him. With a growl, he sank his fingernails into my butt – I could feel the bite even through my jeans - and ground his erection against me. The friction kindled sparks in my swollen clit. They shot through me, lighting up my body like fireworks.

His muscles shifted like bands of steel under his shirt, under my hands. My fingers itched to feel his nakedness. At the same time, I was unwilling to release my hold on him so that we could get undressed. Desperate with desire, clutching and writhing, we rocked against one another like boats caught in a storm.

“Now,” he groaned into my mouth. “I want you now!” We managed to separate long enough to tear off our clothes. Tom seized me around the waist and dragged me to the floor. He flipped me onto my stomach as though I weighed nothing, then grabbed my hips to haul me up to my hands and knees. His nails dug stinging crescents into my bare ass and his coarse pubic hair scratched the back of my thighs.

“Tom...?” I peered over my shoulder at his looming figure. His roughness both thrilled and scared me. He was so much stronger than I was. I could never fight him off.

But why was I thinking about fighting? I wanted everything he had to give me. 

*****

Want to read the rest of the story? Click here to read starting at the beginning, or here for just the new chapter. 

 

 

Lisabet's July News

New and Upcoming Releases

Jeez! What happened to June? Oh, I remember. I spent all month blogging about Rajasthani Moon and giving away prizes. No wonder I forgot to do my newsletter!

Anyway - my big news this month is the release of the fabulous anthology Tied to the Billionaire, which includes my historical BDSM story Challenge To Him. The book is available now from Total-E-Bound - just click here - with general release scheduled for the 16th of August. But why wait? You can get the book at a 10% discount from TEB this very instant in whatever format you prefer. And they can send it directly to your Kindle or Nook, just like the big guys.

By the way, I've finally put an excerpt from Challenge To Him on this site. Just click here.

To celebrate the general release, the anthology authors - Amy Armstrong, Sam Crescent, Tanith Davenport, Cheryl Dragon, Willa Edwards and yours truly - are planning a fabulous blog tour entitled "Meet the Billionaires". Each of us will have an interview with our fabulously wealthy hero. One lucky commenter during the week will get a $50 bookstore gift certificate. A second winner will recieve an ebook from each author's backlist. The fun starts on release day, August 16th, and runs through the 23rd. Keep your eye on my blog for details, or join my Yahoo group, Lisabet's List.

I'm waiting eagerly for the release of Coming Together: Girl on Girl, the new charity anthology edited by Leigh Ellwood and benefiting the National Center for Lesbian Rights. The book includes my F/F BDSM tale Sundae, Bloody Sundae. For a quick snippet, click here.

Meanwhile, I just submitted a new paranormal Lust Bite entitled Rough Weather. It's a sort of prequel to my tale Hot Spell, about the Water Elemental Ondine and the Air Elemental Marut. I'll let you know as soon as I hear whether it has been accepted.

Other News

I've posted Chapter 7 in my free cat-shifter serial Cat Toy, my cat-shifter serial. You can read the latest installment, in which the villain makes her appearance, here. Or to read the entire story so far, start here

In mid-August I'll be participating in Victoria Blisse' amazing Smut Al Fresco event. In fact, I'll be posting my excerpt of outdoor loving on the 16th of August, the same day the Billionaire tour begins. No rest for the weary!

You read the button right. We are giving away a Kindle, plus 50 British pounds worth of TEB credit to fill that baby up!

Contests!

I only received two entries to my last contest, so rather than drawing a winner, I'm throwing those entries in with this month's contest. You can win a pack of two autographed print books from my back list. All you have to do send an email to contest [at] lisabetsarai.com with the subject line "Series Contest". In the email, tell me what you think is the secret to a great series. Should each book in the series feature the same characters, or do you prefer a series set in a single world but where each book focuses on different characters? How important is it that you be able to read the series in any order? How long should a series be?

Each email counts as an entry. I'll announce the winner in my next newsletter, in the second half of August.

Lisabet's Pick of the Month

My pick of the month for July is Melissa Snark's blog, The Snarkology of an Erotic Romance Author. Melissa was one of my hosts for my Rajasthani Moon blog tour, and I realy liked her site, which features a lot of information about her and her causes, as well as some great cartoons.

Lisabet's May News - and a Snog, too!

New and Upcoming Releases

I'm back! After some seriously nerdy activity on my part, I've got my website up and running again, with somewhat better protection against hackers. And I've got lots of news to share.

At the bottom of this post, you'll find my traditional Sunday Snog, an intense kiss from Cat Toy.

Top news billing goes to my new release Rajasthani Moon. The multi-genre novel is available now from Total-E-Bound (at a 10% discount) and will go to general release (Amazon, Barnes & Noble, All Romance Ebooks, and all your other favorite bookstores) on Friday May 31st.

I've got lots of fun promotional events planned for this book - which means a raft of great prizes for you. On June 8th, I'm hosting a Revelry! Release Party at Coffee Time Romance's new steampunk site. I'll be giving away prizes to everyone who participates, as well as a couple of great grand prizes.


Then from June 10th through the 21st, I've got a blog tour where you can win a $50 bookstore gift certificate, plus free books at each stop. You can find the full schedule for that tour here. But don't worry, I'll remind you...


I also have guest appearances set up all over the place, talking about the book and tossing out prizes left and right. To stay up to date about all my contests and other events, join my Yahoo Group Lisabet's List, or (if you want somewhat less mail) email me to be added to my private list.

My story Layover now out, as part of the femdom anthology Under Her Thumb, edited by the award-winning D.L. King. I also have a story (The Antidote) in the Mammoth Book of Best New Erotica Volume 11 edited by Maxim Jakubowski. Actually Maxim just informed me that he'd like to publish my erotic story Fleshpot in the next MBBNE, which should be available in late 2013. Also, Leigh Ellwood has accepted my lesbian BDSM erotic tale Sundae, Bloody Sundae for the charity anthology Coming Together: Girl on Girl, which will benefit the National Center for Lesbian Rights.

Other News

This month in my free reading section, I've got a brand new installment of Cat Toy, my cat-shifter serial. I know I've been away from the book for a while, but I'm going to try to post new content every month from now on, until I finish the book. Read the new chapter here. Or to read the entire story so far, start here.

I finished and submitted The Gilded Cage but haven't heard yet whether it has been accepted. Meanwhile, I'm working on Rough Weather, a sort of prequel to my paranormal novella Hot Spell. The book shows the genesis of the relationship between the water elemental Ondine and the air elemental Marut, two characters who show up at the very end of Hot Spell. It's set on the lovely island of Martha's Vineyard. Oh, and it will very likely include some BDSM. (Surprise, surprise!)

Tomorrow, May 20th, marks the start of Skye Warren's incredible Wet and Wild Blog Hop. Drop by Beyond Romance for a chance to win a couple of autographed print books from me, plus Skye's grand prize - a $100 gift certificate from Victoria's Secret. Almost 200 authors are participating in this hop, and every single one is an opportunity for more wonderful gifts.

Contests!

Congratulations to Colleen, who was the winner of my Back List Blast contest during April. She snagged a $25 Amazon Gift Certificate.

I'm giving away so many other prizes over the few weeks as part of my Rajasthani Moon promotions, I don't know if I really need a monthly contest, but hey, what the heck!

This month you can win a print book prize pack that includes an autographed copy of my steamy first novel Raw Silk plus Cream: The Best of the Erotica Readers & Writers Association, an anthology I edited back in 2006. To enter, send an email to contest [at] lisabetsarai.com with the subject line "Social Media Contest". In the email, answer the following questions:

1. Do you use Twitter to follow any authors? If so, how many?
2. Do you interact with your favorite authors on Facebook? If so, how many?
3. Do you belong to and spend any time at Goodreads?
4. Have you ever bought a book specifically because you learned about it through one of the above sources (Twitter, Facebook or Goodreads)?

Every complete set of answers counts as an entry. I'll announce the winner in my next newsletter, in the second half of June.

Lisabet's Pick of the Month 

My pick of the month for May is the delicious Sexy Reads site, the brainchild of Kev Mitnick (otherwise known as Mr. Victoria Blisse). With interviews, news, flash fiction, hot covers, cool reviews, Sexy Reads is just plain fun for anyone who enjoys the erotic. Oh, and the site works like a dream, fast and smooth - just as you'd expect from a super-nerd code-slave like Kevin! Check it out!

And now for the Snog...

Since my newsletter day happens to coincide with Snog Day, I'll share a kiss from Cat Toy, my free shifter serial, just updated this month. Once you've enjoyed my kiss, please click over to Blissekiss.co.uk for lots more delicious kisses.

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Tom set down his glass. His eyes narrowed. "Are you that frightened of me?" Sorrow took over his handsome face. "Very well. I'll leave, then. I had hoped..." The sadness painting his features morphed to terrible fury for an instant. I shrank back against the wall. "But I should know better than to hope, cursed as I am." A deep sigh scattered his evil mood. Once more I read only regret and pain in his eyes.

He rose, heading for me and the exit. His impossible grace made me ache to touch him. Although he was fully dressed, in jeans, a tee shirt, and scuffed trainers, something about the way he moved made me imagine him naked. I remembered the rush of lust he'd kindled back in the park. A pang of desire arced through me.
Before I could stop him, he was standing in front of me, looming over me. I had no sense of threat, though. I caught the heady scent of male sweat, woven with the sharpness of crushed vegetation. I felt the warmth radiating from his body. I felt his power, sheathed, hidden, bubbling beneath the surface.

"You're blocking the door, Shaina. You'll have to move if you want me to go."

Wordless, lost in the storm of emotion swirling through me, I stepped aside. He flipped open the deadbolt.

"Goodbye, beautiful one."

"No..."

I didn't intend to speak. The one word plea emerged without any conscious decision. I reached for him, to hold him back. Some part of me knew that I shouldn't, couldn't allow him to leave.


Electricity shot through my arm, sizzled down my spine and ignited in my sex. I gasped.

"You feel it too, don't you?" With one finger, he tipped my face toward his. His eyes were emeralds set in ebony. They were so familiar...I knew this stranger, recognized him at some fundamental level below rational thought.

Heat hummed through me, rippling out from that tiny spot on my chin where our skin met. I was acutely aware of my bare flesh under the thin cotton, my nipples gathered into tight, throbbing knots, my thighs damp with fluid leaking from my cleft.

I held his gaze, allowing him to see the raw need he inspired. I was totally naked, open, silently inviting him to take me.

He bent to me. His breath warmed my cheek as I held my own in anticipation. Then his lips met mine and reality exploded into a riot of lush sensation. Colors flared around us, scarlet, vermillion, grass-green, velvety jet. A thousand scents teased my nostrils - the sweetness of fallen blossoms and ripe earth, summer-baked hay and rust-tinged water running over smooth stone. Sparks danced across my skin and burrowed beneath, racing through my blood to swell and soak me.

Just the chaste press of his closed lips had this effect. When he opened to slide his tongue into my mouth, a dizzy fever swept over me. I grabbed him, wrapping my arms around his back, plastering my body against his, mashing my hungry breasts against his solid chest. I wanted total contact. The parts of me that weren't touching him felt lost, abandoned. A rigid bulk prodded my belly. I squirmed against him, thrilled by the promise of that hardness.

His tongue flicked across mine, rougher than I'd expected. He devoured me as though he was starved, gnawing on my lips then plunging deep inside. I felt every move in my pussy, as if that agile tongue rasped over my pulsing clit instead of my palate. My nipples were so tight they hurt. I ground my pubis against him, already trembling on the edge of orgasm.

Happy Snog Day! Don't forget to enter my contest!

A Sunday Snog from CAT TOY

Greetings!

This Sunday, I thought I'd share a snippet from the latest chapter in my free shifter serial, Cat Toy, which I just posted a few days ago. You can find the whole story so far (five chapters) on the free reading page of my website.

Of course there's lots of other stories there too. Every month, in conjunction with my newsletter and website update, I try to add some new free fiction for your delectation. And in case you're not on my mailing list - you might be interested to know that I run a new contest every month, too.

This month, I'm giving away a custom story - an erotica or romance tale written to your specifications, with your ideal heroes or heroines, genre and setting. For details, go here

As usual, my kiss is only one of many being shared as part of the Sunday Snog tradition. For more delicious snoggery, visit Victoria Blisse and follow the other authors' links.

And now, on with the snog!

 
 By the time I'd finished my ablutions, the other room was silent. Wrapping my body in a towel, I risked cracking the door open.

Shadows filled the apartment. The lamps were still off. As my eyes adapted, however, I saw a male figure seated in the chair by the window, hunched over with his head in his hands.

"Tom!" Rushing to his side, I gathered him in my arms, his curly head pillowed on my breasts. Although he didn't resist, he also didn't reciprocate. Instead, he slumped against me, motionless, as though all the energy had drained from his powerful body. I barely felt the electricity that normally kindled when our skins touched.

His scent rose around me and my pussy twitched to life, but I knew that right now, sex wasn't what Tom needed.

"It's okay. Everything will be okay." I stroked his curly head, unsure how to counter his apparent weakness. "I'll take care of you, Tom. Don't worry...you'll be fine..."

"Fine?" His voice was bitter, edged with despair. "I'm cursed. Damned. How could I ever be 'fine'?"

He raise his face to mine. Tears brimmed in his luminous eyes. A vast wave of pity surged through me. I bent to kiss him, trying to pour my strength into him.

Our mouths met. Desire flickered underneath my boundless compassion. I let my tongue play along the soft seam where his lips pressed together. After momentary resistance, he opened to me, allowing me to take what I craved. At first, he was passive. I persevered, though, and before long he was kissing me in return, running his hands along my arms and gently fondling my breasts. My body awakened, little bursts of lightning racing through my limbs to my dampening sex.

The night came back to me, in vivid detail. I remembered the joy, the sense of connection. This man was made for me. I had to save him.

Tom finally broke the kiss and leaned back with a sigh. "Ah, Shaina! I should never have allowed you near me. But I was so very lonely... I wasn't thinking straight. Now I've put you in danger too."

"Danger? What kind of danger?" I reached over to flick the switch on my reading lamp, so I could read his expressions. Then I seated myself cross - legged at his feet and clasped his hands in mine. "Tell me, Tom. Tell me everything."

"You won't believe me."

"How could I not believe after - after what I saw this morning?"

His brows knotted together. "I never wanted you to see - I was careless..."

"But I did see. And now I know, at least something about you. But I don't know enough to help you out of whatever trouble you're in. Tell me the whole truth. I promise I'll keep it private, if that's what you want. And I promise I won't be shocked."

Tom's lush mouth twisted in a grimace of disgust. "You might not be able to keep that promise. But never mind. You've asked. I'll tell you."

He stared off into the distance, above my head. "I was born in a small town in coastal Maine, about seven years ago."

"Seven years...?"

"I was born a cat."

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Read more!

Sunday Snog: Cat Toy

I just posted my newsletter and website update, including a new chapter of my feline shifter serial, Cat Toy. It just happens to include a pretty intense kiss, perfect for a Sunday snog.

If you haven't been there already, head over to read Victoria's snowy snog. Blissemas is winding down, but she still has lots of prizes to give away! You'll find links to other authors' sexy snogs, too.

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"You're blocking the door, Shaina. You'll have to move if you want me to go."

Wordless, lost in the storm of emotion swirling through me, I stepped aside. He flipped open the deadbolt.

"Goodbye, beautiful one."

"No..."

I didn't intend to speak. The one word plea emerged without any conscious decision. I reached for him, to hold him back. Some part of me knew that I shouldn't, couldn't allow him to leave.

Electricity shot through my arm, sizzled down my spine and ignited in my sex. I gasped.

"You feel it too, don't you?" With one finger, he tipped my face toward his. His eyes were emeralds set in ebony. They were so familiar...I knew this stranger, recognized him at some fundamental level below rational thought.

Heat hummed through me, rippling out from that tiny spot on my chin where our skin met. I was acutely aware of my bare flesh under the thin cotton, my nipples gathered into tight, throbbing knots, my thighs damp with fluid leaking from my cleft.

I held his gaze, allowing him to see the raw need he inspired. I was totally naked, open, silently inviting him to take me.

He bent to me. His breath warmed my cheek as I held my own in anticipation. Then his lips met mine and reality exploded into a riot of lush sensation. Colors flared around us, scarlet, vermillion, grass-green, velvety jet. A thousand scents teased my nostrils – the sweetness of fallen blossoms and ripe earth, summer-baked hay and rust-tinged water running over smooth stone. Sparks danced across my skin and burrowed beneath, racing through my blood to swell and soak me.

Just the chaste press of his closed lips had this effect. When he opened to slide his tongue into my mouth, a dizzy fever swept over me. I grabbed him, wrapping my arms around his back, plastering my body against his, mashing my hungry breasts against his solid chest. I wanted total contact. The parts of me that weren't touching him felt lost, abandoned. A rigid bulk prodded my belly. I squirmed against him, thrilled by the promise of that hardness.

His tongue flicked across mine, rougher than I'd expected. He devoured me as though he was starved, gnawing on my lips then plunging deep inside. I felt every move in my pussy, as if that agile tongue rasped over my pulsing clit instead of my palate. My nipples were so tight they hurt. I ground my pubis against him, already trembling on the edge of orgasm.

I wanted - oh, how I wanted him! - his mouth on my breasts, his tongue circling my clit, his cock driving into my liquefying depths! At the same time, I didn't want the kiss to end. He tasted of the chardonnay, sweet and spicy. He made me drunk. The world whirled around me as he sucked my tongue into his mouth then bit down until a hint of copper mingled with the wine.

"Oh..." I moaned into his mouth, only half in protest. His hands pushed the kimono out of the way and wandered over my body, leaving trails of fire. I was ready to burn.

Shifters, Contests and Fun!

Welcome to my September newsletter! I'm sure you're wondering what the heck the picture above is all about. Well, this is an image of the Taiwanese matchmaker god. I took this photo on my last trip to Taiwan; it seemed as though match making is relevant to readers of erotica and erotic romance. Also, as you'll read below, I'm about to take off to Taiwan again in a week or so.

New and Upcoming Releases

Earlier this week Total-E-Bound released my novella Wild About That Thing as part of the Treble anthology. It looks like a wonderful collection, featuring steamy tales from Desiree Holt, Lily Harlem, Imari Jade, Elizabeth Coldwell and Wendi Zwaduk in addition to my story. You can get your copy here. You can also read an exclusive, never before published, X-rated excerpt on my release day blog. I'll be posting yet another sexy snippet at Hitting the Hot Spot on the 17th. Drop by - I will be giving away a free copy of the book to some lucky reader who leaves a comment!

Out of the blue, my Google alert turned up a seriously enthusiastic review of Exposure. Kanti Burns wrote:

Stella, in Lisabet Sarai’s Exposure, is refreshingly different. Not only is she emphatically not a whore ... but, and this is the main point, she is not the victim. ...[H]er immediate reaction is to want to know more. She turns investigator. I love that. I loved this book.

You can read the whole review here.

Other News

I realized recently that my Free Reading page was getting out of hand. With such a long list of stories, it was bound to be difficult for readers to find something that will interest them. To solve this problem, I've revised the format of the page to group the stories into categories: Dominance and submission, Paranormal, Science Fiction, Gay Erotica, Humor and so on. Some stories show up in more than one category. I've never been good at sticking to a single genre!

Speaking of free reading, I've posted a new chapter of Cat Toy. I received many fabulous suggestions from my readers in the Cat Toy contest, but ultimately the story tells me what happens next. Anyway, I hope you like it. Given readers' reactions, I guess I'm going to have to keep writing new chapters - though probably not every month!

"Quarantine" is up to 50,000 words. Believe me, when it's done, you'll be the first to know!

Contests!

Thanks to everyone who entered my "BDSM" contest. Congratulations to Juliana, who won a copy of my BDSM novel Ruby's Rules.

This month I'm doing something a bit different for a contest. As I mentioned above, I'm going to be traveling for two weeks in late September and early October, visiting Taiwan. During this period, I'm hosting a Backlist Blog Bash here at Beyond Romance. I'll have my usual Wednesday and Saturday guests (plus one or two extra). On other days, I'll be posting excerpts from backlist stories you might not have read.

I'll be giving away three, two and one autographed print books to my first, second and third prize winners respectively. My guests may have giveaways too. All you have to do is visit and comment. Each comment counts as an entry and comments on guest days count twice! I hope you'll visit and comment often. I'll select the winners on October 15th, after I return.

Lisabet's Pick of the Month

My Pick for September is Remittance Girl's amazing website/blog, http://remittancegirl.com I'll admit that RG is a dear friend, but I was a devoted admirer of her erotic writing before I ever met her. Visit her site for sensual, dark, thought-provoking stories that will make you sweat.