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New Release: I Kissed A Girl edited by Regina Perry

I Kissed a GirlThis version of I Kissed A Girl comes from Black Lace, and is a combination of the original I Kissed A Girland I Kissed A Girl II anthologies from Ravenous Romance. It contains two of my stories, one from each volume.

Everyone’s heard the Katy Perry song but have you ever been tempted…?

An anthology of hot erotic short stories featuring women drawn to experiment with their own sex.

This diverse collection travels the globe proving that women from every walk of life and culture are curious and eager to explore their full sexuality…with each other.

Contributors include: C. Margery Kempe, Louisa Bacio, Inara Lavey, Samantha Jones, K. Ann Karlsson, Kilt Kilpatrick, Nola Erus, Farrah J. Phoenix, Jen Bluekissed, L.A. Mistral, Lucy Felthouse, Regina Perry

Available from: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/i-kissed-a-girl/

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Nimble Fingers

It was the guitarist that did it for me; tall and athletic-looking with a mop of dark hair. And oh, those fingers. Long, slim and nimble with tidy nails, they manipulated the instrument into making the most intoxicating sounds I’d ever heard. The floor vibrated, the atmosphere was electric. I was hooked.

The place was packed. I listened to the band play with people singing and dancing all around me. They waved their arms, sloshing drinks everywhere and good-naturedly jostling one another. Despite all that, I felt like the only people in the room were the guitarist and I.

I watched those fingers glide up and down the fret board and wondered how they’d feel against my skin. Would there be calluses, dry skin perhaps, to chafe my most delicate parts? I didn’t care. All I knew was that I was deeply in lust and wanted those hands touching me, pleasuring me, delighting me.

I was quite surprised by the intensity of my feelings – after all, we’d never even met. I’d simply observed her from the floor. Yes, you read that correctly. Her. I’d shocked myself by developing a crush on a woman. It’d never happened before and it’s never happened since. But she was special, different somehow.

I watched her, fascinated and in awe. I was like a rabbit caught in headlights; I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She captivated me, almost as if she’d cast a spell to make me hers, and hers alone. But of course, she never even knew I was alive.

Towards the end of the first set, the lead singer announced they were taking a break after their next song. As the music died down, so did the audience. They began to make moves towards the bar and restrooms, in anticipation of huge queues at either. I stayed put. I watched her play the final notes of the piece, fingers a blur and her wild hair swaying as she tossed her head with abandon in time to the music. Beautiful.

I stood glued to the spot as the rest of the group put down microphones and drumsticks. I watched as she bent her neck forward to pull the guitar’s strap over her head and place the instrument on a nearby stand. Then, she looked up. A spark of energy pulsed through me as we made eye contact. She smiled, and I was in heaven. Then she left the stage and headed where any sane person would – the bar.

I was thrilled. She’d smiled at me. Then, I berated myself for being such an idiot. She was just being polite, like anyone would. There was no point reading anything into it. As I was busy having this internal argument with myself, I was standing in the same spot I’d been all night; receiving odd looks from people who were milling around, getting drinks, chatting to friends, going for a smoke.

Suddenly, those odd looks changed to ones of interest, and in some cases, jealousy. I sensed a presence by my side, and turned. There she was, stood next to me as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She smiled again, and handed me one of the two bottles she was carrying. I took it from her, raising an eyebrow questioningly.

“You looked as though you needed one. I’m Samantha, but most people call me Sam.”

“T-thanks,” I stuttered, brain stumbling to catch up with events, “I’m Jessica.”

“Good to meet you.” Sam stuck out her hand, and we shook. It was all I could do not to stare down at her hand, imagining once again what I’d like to have it and its twin do to me. I kept my eyes firmly focused on hers.

Available from: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/i-kissed-a-girl/

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New Release: While the Boys Are Away by Lucy Felthouse

While the Boys Are AwayI’m delighted to announce that I have a new release! While the Boys Are Away is a mini-anthology containing three hot lesbian short stories for your delectation!

While the Boys Are Away

On a camping trip with their boyfriends, best friends Amelia and Gemma are having a great time. However, when the boys have trouble lighting the barbeque, the girls decide it’s time to leave them to it and beat a hasty retreat to the shower block. Once there, they take a seriously steamy shower together and become oblivious to everything except the taste of one another.

Beside the Seaside

When Ella meets Candy outside the tattoo parlour, she’s instantly smitten. Candy is cute, confident, and what’s more, she’s recently had her tongue pierced. When Candy suggests that she and Ella should go and grab some fish and chips, Ella is more than happy to go along with the plan and spend more time with her new crush. But it soon becomes apparent that Candy has more on her mind than a good meal – and Ella’s about to get up close and personal with the newly pierced beauty.

The Inner Circle

When Adele spots her good friends Donna and Josie spending time together and being all chummy without her, she’s devastated. After seeing the two women heading into one of their houses together, she’s determined to find out exactly what’s going on. Peering through the front window of the house reveals more than Adele was betting on, and what’s more, she likes it.

While the Boys Are Away has been previously published in British Flash. Beside the Seaside was previously published in Tea and Crumpet, but has been extended. The Inner Circle was previously published in Lesbian Erotica 3.

Excerpt:

“C’mon,” said Amelia. “Let’s go get showered while the boys are doing their cavemen piece.”

Gemma giggled. Her boyfriend Rob and Amelia’s bloke Tony were hunkered over the barbeque, desperately trying to get it to light. The breeze wasn’t helping, and the boys were getting increasingly irritable. It was time to make a hasty retreat before they started beating their chests.

The girls dashed into their respective tents and grabbed their stuff. As they started walking across the campsite to the shower block, Amelia said quietly, “I don’t know why we can’t just go to the pub, like normal people.”

“Heard that!” yelled Rob, glowering at them both. The girls scurried quickly away, not wanting to incite any more of the boys’ wrath.

Pulling the door shut behind them, Amelia remarked, “Ahh, it’s lovely and warm in here. Ya can’t beat a heated toilet block.”

“Too true,” responded Gemma, moving over to the sinks to put her things down. She looked around, checking that they were alone. “Now, let’s get you out of those wet clothes.”

“Wha—” before she could ask the question, Gemma had depressed the tap, filled her hands with water, and thrown it at Amelia.

“You bitch!” Amelia squealed, running over to Gemma. She began to tickle her, knowing the other girl would be helpless with giggles in a matter of seconds.

As she tried to block Amelia’s onslaught, Gemma sucked in a breath and gasped, “I thought we were going for a shower.”

Relenting, Amelia said, “You’re right. We were.”

Dropping a kiss on Gemma’s tousled head, she grabbed their stuff and headed for the biggest shower cubicle. Her lover followed, almost recovered from her giggling fit. Sliding the lock home, Gemma turned, only to see that Amelia was already stripping.

Available from:

Amazon UK
Amazon US
All Romance eBooks

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Getting a Reputation by Lucy Felthouse

As an erotica and erotic romance writer, getting a reputation is one of those things it’s impossible to avoid. People who don’t ‘get’ it assume that we’re all whip-wielding, PVC wearing, promiscuous types. Whether we are or not doesn’t matter to them.

However, I’ve blogged (ranted) about that before. This time I’m talking about getting a reputation within my writing. It came to my attention recently that I have somewhat of a reputation for penning f/f stories. The person that brought it to my attention meant it as a compliment and said I should write more f/f stuff, which definitely gave me food for thought.

You see, unless I’m writing for a particular call for submissions, I don’t think too much about what pairings are going to be in my stories. I just write what’s in my head – I don’t mind who’s sleeping with – or falling in love with – who. For the most part, though, I write m/f stuff – and have written almost three times more m/f stuff than f/f (with a handful of bisexual and ménage stories), so I find it really interesting that my f/f stuff is getting so much attention and that I’m getting ‘known’ for it.

It’s fabulous and exciting that my stories are getting attention, and I’ll definitely be writing more lesbian fiction, particularly if people are enjoying it. However, I definitely won’t be giving up the m/f stuff – I like men too much to not write about them! So much so that I have a few m/m ideas floating around in my head that I hope will see the light of day.

So, despite my new-found reputation as someone that writes great f/f stories (the words of the person that brought it to my attention, not mine!), I’ll continue to write whatever comes into my head – I never want to stifle my creativity and Muse!

But I’ll write whatever I’m writing with a smug smile on my face, knowing that I have a reputation ;)

A selection of my f/f stuff (click the book covers to find out more):






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New Release: The Cottage in the Woods by Lucy Felthouse

The Cottage in the WoodsYay! Look what just came out! My first Erotic Gem with Resplendence Publishing, entitled The Cottage in the Woods

It’s a paranormal lesbian erotic romance, which is quite the mouthful, but there you have it. As you may have guessed, it’s set in and around a cottage in the woods, and here’s a short excerpt to whet your appetite:

A movement in the garden caught Heidi’s attention immediately. She peered out into the dark, her hands still immersed in the washing up bowl as she tried to catch another glimpse of whatever was lurking in the darkness outside her kitchen window. She wasn’t frightened, merely curious. She lived so far out in the wilderness that it could only be an animal, and the last time she’d checked, they couldn’t open locked doors. So she was perfectly safe.

What made her nocturnal visitor so unusual was its proximity to the house. Animals were braver in the city, where they’d become used to humans. But out here, they were still timid and very wary of man. Heidi’s little cottage was practically screaming that it was occupied, with its smoking chimney and blazing lights and yet the creature – whatever it was – was almost outside the window. Heidi frowned. Something definitely wasn’t right.

Another flash of movement, and Heidi finally identified her visitor. The beautiful russet fur, big bushy tail with flecks of white – there was a fox in her garden.

Grinning, Heidi rushed to dry her hands on a tea towel and then moved across the room to flick off the light switch. She waited until her eyes became accustomed to the darkness, then made her way back to the window. She spied the fox immediately, crouched down beside the hedge surrounding her garden, as though it was hunting something. A life-long nature lover, Heidi smiled, truly appreciating the stunning beauty of the creature. But the longer Heidi watched the animal, the more confused she became.

The fox hadn’t moved for some time. If it was hunting, surely it would have pounced by now? A sinking feeling rolled through Heidi’s stomach. Perhaps it wasn’t stalking after all, but lying down because it was injured? She knew that out here, if the fox was hurt, it had been attacked by another predator, rather than had a run-in with a moving vehicle. After all, the only vehicle around these parts was hers, so unless her truck had gone all Christine, it certainly wasn’t that.

No, it had to be another animal. It was survival of the fittest, the food chain and all that. She knew how these things worked, but there was no way she could leave the poor creature suffering in her garden. Not if she could do something about it.

Heidi began to plan exactly what to do. She knew that if the fox was injured and couldn’t move, it could snap at her in self-defence, it having no idea that her intentions were good. She desperately wanted to help the vulnerable creature, but preferably without ending up needing stitches and a tetanus shot.

As Heidi gazed into the darkness, trying to work out a solution, she lost her mind. At least, that’s the conclusion she came to as her eyes relayed an image to her brain which couldn’t possibly be accurate.

Want to know more, or bag it for your eReader? Hit the book page on my website. See you there! x

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