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Sexy snippet: New Charlotte Stein erotica story, “The Skin of Someone Else”

12 Dec

by Rachel Kramer Bussel

It’s Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Volume 3 week here at Lady Smut! This anthology of sexy short stories by women, which is full of major feminist hotness, is out now in ebook and print, with an audiobook narrated by Rose Caraway out later this month. You can find out more about the series at bweoftheyear.com and this volume specifically right here.

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Out now in ebook and print!

I’m thrilled to have a brand new Charlotte Stein short story, “The Skin of Someone Else,” in this anthology. If you read erotic romance, you probably are very familiar with Charlotte’s particular knack for writing sizzling hot characters in her many novels such as Addicted, Control, Beyond Repair and Never Better. I first fell for her mesmerizing writing with her short story collection Things That Make Me Give In and have been devouring her work ever since.

But whether or not you’ve read her before, you’ll want to check out this new first person erotic story, about a shy woman who works cleaning up in a bar and fantasizes about the man in the business suit who flirts with her coworker. She collects the notes he leaves Caitlin, studying them surreptitiously and letting them fuel her sexual fantasies. Though Caitlin doesn’t seem to notice this man, the narrator does, and when he nicks himself on a broken glass, she stumbles into inviting him to her apartment to get him cleaned up.

Here’s a sexy snippet of what happens once they’re alone:

I turn from the medicine cabinet, Band-Aids in hand, and his eyes are only on me. Steadily, like before, and even blacker in here than they were in the bar. Like the insides of a mineshaft, I think, though that doesn’t quite go. It sounds too scary, and cold, and his gaze is neither. There is a gentleness to it, like the hand he puts on my elbow when I stumble back.

And his voice, when he speaks.

“Easy,” he says, so soft and so weary that it just happens. My mouth is on his, too sudden to make sense and so clumsy it makes him sway. It makes him jolt. He pulls away, gaze rattling all over me. Assessing whether I’m a good enough substitute, I think, and when he turns me to face the wall I know the answer is yes.

From behind, I probably look a lot like her.

At the very least I feel like her, when he runs his hands up over my sides and around to my breasts, and then down to the hem of my skirt. A couple more moves and he’ll be inside me, working frantically for his release—or so I think. Or so I imagine, standing there with my face to the wall and his mouth on the nape of my neck. But then that mouth moves lower, and lower, and his hands are spreading my thighs, and I’m not sure what to think.

All I know is that it’s a shock when I feel him spreading me open. When I register that he’s on his knees, and the warm, slick thing I can feel is his tongue.

He does it slow and tentative at first, as if testing me out. Maybe waiting to see if I’ll protest, before going on any further. And then when I only stand there with my mouth pressed tight against my hand, he licks me more insistently. He presses his whole face into me, tongue lapping and lapping and his fingers digging in and oh god the sounds he makes.

He moans like a man devouring dessert.

And he talks like one, too.

“Tell me where. Here? Here? Ah, yes. Yes, here,” he says, and he isn’t wrong. When he rubs over that sweet spot my legs start to tremble. One of my hands reaches blindly for him—though I try to control it. I try to resist, until he tells me I don’t have to.

“Yes,” he says. “Hold my face against your cunt.”

But I swear, I don’t intend to obey. It just happens, the same way all of this has just happened.

You can get Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Volume 3, which has the entirety of Charlotte Stein’s “The Skin of Someone Else” plus 20 other sizzling stories in ebook for Kindle (all countries), Nook, Google Play, iBooks and Kobo, or the print edition from Amazon, Bn.com, independent bookstore Powell’s or your local independent bookstore via IndieBound. Please follow us at @BWEoftheyear on Twitter and on Facebook for news, giveaways, calls for submissions for future volumes and more. And if you read the book and would like to share a review, that’s very much appreciated and helps guide me in selecting stories for upcoming volumes in the series.

About Charlotte Stein: Charlotte Stein (charlottestein.net) is the RT- and DABWAHA-nominated author of over fifty short stories, novellas, and novels. When not writing deeply emotional and intensely sexy books, she can be found eating jelly turtles, watching terrible sitcoms, and occasionally lusting after hunks.

About the book: Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Volume 3 delivers the kind of sexy stories you want most: daring, bold, and surprising tales of women who pursue their boundless passions anywhere and everywhere. Edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel, winner of multiple Independent Publishing Book Awards, these scintillating scenarios turn the tables on how women are “supposed” to behave. Instead, these uninhibited vixens indulge in their favorite fetishes, do deliciously intimate “Body Shots,” and get tied up with “Red Satin Ribbons.” They pose nude, dress up, and roleplay, always obeying their most exhilarating impulses. These lusty ladies take your most cherished, private fantasies—from making a sex tape, to taking part in a thrilling threesome, to having a stud delivered to your door hot and ready—and make them come alive. Written by beloved authors Abigail Barnette, Annabel Joseph, and Charlotte Stein along with several genre newcomers, these are erotic encounters you’ll want to savor again and again and again…

I Care About You, Stranger: Guest Post by Charlotte Stein

10 Jul

My lovely Vaginas! We have a treat for you today — Charlotte Stein is here to tell you all about her newest publication.  Lean forward darlings, and soak in the joy. xoxo

I’m here to talk about my latest novel, WAY DOWN DEEP. More specifically, I’m here to talk about the fact that it isn’t just my novel at all. That’s right, I co-wrote it with another author: the fabulous Cara McKenna!

Now, I know what you’re thinking. I know, because before I co-wrote with Cara I used to think exactly the same thing. How do people manage to get something like that going? And the answer is: it was pretty easy really. We were mates, we had similar writing styles. We talked about doing something together. I was scared everyone would hate my style clashing with Cara’s, so totally loved the idea of writing in text messages.

Cara suggested it, and I jumped on it, and here we are. After that, it was easy. The format wasn’t limiting, because we decided to express quite a lot through each message. More like the kind letter writing we often do with our friends through texts. And we gathered readers would appreciate that, because it gives you all the character detail people are used to.

Writing with Cara was a dream and a doddle. We were of one mind a lot, and I very much enjoyed being able to defer to someone else and have that reassurance. Plus she’s funny and kind and I enjoy her company!

Couldn’t ask for more, really.

Ten out of ten, would recommend.

Anyhoo, if you want to investigate the book for yourself, here are the details:

A steamy, deeply emotional tale told entirely through text messages.

Blurb for WAY DOWN DEEP:

The words he typed were never meant to be read, yet they found their way to her. Two wounded strangers, prisoners of their own lives, brought together by a wayward text.

Without ever hearing each other’s voices, a friendship blooms between them. Without ever seeing each other’s faces, an attraction grows. Without ever touching, the two become lovers.

But when words suddenly aren’t enough, will this bond be able to tear down the walls that keep them apart…or was it only ever fantasy?

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Sexy Sunday Snippet: Charlotte Stein’s Never Better

5 Mar
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What if your worst nightmare was the only thing you wanted?

Lydia worries she’ll never recover from a violent assault at the hands of an intruder. Therapy isn’t working and her friends aren’t a comfort. All she can think about is how helpless and afraid she was.

Then she meets Isaac.

He’s everything she wants to be: cool, calm and controlled. Trauma doesn’t seem to affect him. Emotions don’t bother him. And best of all, he’s prepared to teach her. He shows her how to fight. How to defend herself. How to guard her heart.

But Isaac soon finds he can’t guard his heart from her. She’s starting to make him see all the things he’s been missing, in his closed off and far too brutal life. The only problem is:

He has a terrible secret.

And if he lets himself give in to the desire that’s building between them, her world may well be torn apart again.

Here’s an excerpt:

It wasn’t a shock when he stopped replying, this time. But it was about a hundred times more annoying. He was the one who’d set the tone of their conversations—she’d just let him. Yet, somehow, here she was, in the near darkness, with a silent phone in her lap.

In fact, the phone was so silent that when it suddenly rang she almost screamed. She came pretty close to hurling it across the room. She had to calm herself down before she could answer, just so he wouldn’t think it was him who’d gotten her all out of breath.

“Well, this is the very last thing I expected you to do,” she said, as breezily as she could. And then she heard that voice, and breezy immediately started to slip away.

“I didn’t just want to cut off in the middle of a conversation.”

“Yeah, but talking like this is probably going to be a lot worse than texting.”

“Nothing could be worse than texting. I thought it would be safe, and instead, it just feels like I’ve been freed to say whatever I want. Do you know how close I came to asking you what your body was doing? The answer is very,” he said.

And suddenly, she was very glad he couldn’t see her right now. His voice kind of dipped on that last word, and when it did, her toes actually curled. She had to fan herself with one hand.

But she managed to keep her voice somewhat under control.

At the very least, she kept some amusement in it. “And you think calling me is going to stop that happening?”

“I did when I hit your number. Now, I have my doubts.”

“You should. Because the urge to say is getting bigger by the second.”

“Then I guess I’ll have to do my best to dissuade you.”

“You can try, I suppose.”

She could almost hear him mulling it over.

And it didn’t take much to picture, either.

That look to the heavens. The way he ran a hand through his hair.

Then finally, finally, “Yesterday, I found a dead rat under my sink.”

Though unfortunately for him, it didn’t quite hit the mark.

“That was a good effort. But the words are still on the tip of my tongue.”

“Fine. So maybe I should tell you about the documentary I watched on soil erosion.”

“Go ahead. Just hearing your voice say those words is enough to get me started,” she said, and the best part was: she didn’t even have to lie. He said soil the way most people said sex. The tip of his tongue just seemed to caress it.

But he wasn’t having any of it. “Then I’ll be completely silent.”

“So I can hear nothing but your breathing?”

“Yeah. But the breathing is perfectly ordinary.”

“It doesn’t sound ordinary now. God knows where it’ll be when I start telling you all about the teeth I’ve sunk into my lower lip and the hands I’m currently pretending are yours.”

“If you want to really pretend they’re mine you should be clenching your fists so tight you can feel your pulse beating in the middle of them. And then, once you’ve got that down, try hitting yourself in the thigh until you stop any desire that tries to get a hold of you.”

Now it was her turn to fall silent. Though possibly fall silent was the wrong term.

It felt much more like someone had just ripped any and all words right out of her.

Suddenly, all she could do was picture him, like that.

Picture him, so desperate to restrain himself.

And when she did finally speak, she knew she sounded stunned.

“Is that really what you’re doing right now?”

“I’m gonna have a bruise the size of a grapefruit tomorrow,” he said.

Then somehow she just couldn’t help herself.

“Oh fuck, that’s so hot. Oh, my god that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.”

“You can’t be serious. Lydia, tell me you’re not serious.”

“I would, but I’m too busy picturing you seething with repressed lust.”

“I’m hardly seething. I just want to punch myself a lot, and I feel sort of like I’m wearing twelve invisible sweaters and talking is getting kind of hard, and oh Jesus, yeah, I see it now. I see what you’re saying.”

She nodded firmly at nothing. Though, she was pretty sure that firmness showed in her voice. “Great. So now you can describe it in full to me.”

“I just did. And now I want to take it all back.”

“Why? Nothing can happen here.”

“Things are already happening.”

She pictured his fist again, thumping into his thigh.

Her own hand, now somehow almost covering her breast.

But it just wasn’t enough to suggest they should stop.

It wasn’t anywhere near enough.

“Yeah, but none of them can ever include physical contact between us, Isaac. You’re not going to accidentally fall dick first into my vagina. I can’t fling my clit at your face.”

“True, but you can say it. You can say crazy bullshit like that and still make me go out of my mind—simply because the word clit was in there. It was there and I heard your voice curl around the word, and now all I can think about is what it would be like if you did some sane version of that. If you pushed my face between your legs or climbed up until your pussy was right there, right against my mouth and tongue, and oh fuck, fuck.” She heard sounds following the cursing. Like maybe he was banging his phone against something. Then a second later, “I have to hang up.”

Just like that. I have to hang up.

After those words.

“Don’t you dare hang—”

“I’m sorry honey but I can’t control myself with you.”

“I don’t need you to control yourself. I need you to—”

“You don’t need me to do anything. You’ll be fine, I promise,” he said, and that was pretty much her limit. Just hearing that one word: promise.

Like he was her kindly babysitter sending her off to school.

She simply couldn’t let him carry on like this.

“Not if I die of unfulfilled desire, Isaac. Goddamn it, are you really going to do this to me again? I’m shaking so hard my teeth are rattling in my head. If I get any hotter I’m going to melt through the bed. And I know, I know I could let you go now and just make myself come and then pretend everything is cool, but oh my god, it would be so much sweeter if you let me hear you while I do.”

Silence, then. Enough of it that she was sure she’d gone too far.

That he’d hung up, just like he’d said.

Then he spoke, and she breathed out again.

“I think it would be sweet, too, honey.”

“Then why the fuck can’t you just—”

“Because I don’t know how much of that feeling is for you, to give something to you, and how much of it is for myself. How much of it is just this selfish desire to hear what happens when I talk dirty to you. If it was seventy/thirty I think I could go with it and still live with myself. But the truth is, it isn’t even close. It’s fifty/fifty at best. And that’s not good enough.”

Now it was her turn to be silent.

And when she could finally summon words, they were shaky. “Jesus, Isaac. Only to you, the most amazing man to ever exist outside of my imagination, could fifty/fifty be not good enough. I’ve been with guys where I’ve prayed for fifty/fifty. Where fifty/fifty seemed like an impossible dream that you might have to use wizardry to achieve. There have been times I’ve settled for ten percent, for fuck’s sake, and you think half is bad?”

“No.” He paused, and she could practically hear him considering his words. She could see his expression, when he did it. The way his gaze always seemed to search the empty air for answers. Then, slowly, “I think…I think no one has ever seen me the way you do.”

“I don’t know why. You never make it difficult.”

“Not even when I’m refusing to do this with you?”

Especially when you’re refusing to do this with me. Because as much as I hate it, I understand why you’re doing it so fucking deeply that I will never forget it. It will probably be my last memory on my death bed—that time Isaac Morales was so fundamentally kind and decent that he thought twenty percent of extra wanting was way too much,” she said, then waited for his silence. She expected his silence, for that.

But none came.

“If I was there, I would kiss you.”

“Well, that is definitely a start.”

“It would only be a start if it was on the lips, honey. Where I’m thinking of kissing you is more like the place most people save for last.”

Charlotte Stein is one of Lady Smut’s favorite erotic romance authors.  Buy NEVER BETTER on Amazon, Kobo, or iTunes, follow her on Twitter and Amazon–we do! 

And if you’re looking to join our Charlotte Stein obsession, we also highly recommend the following:

Sheltered, Doubled, Never Sweeter, Restraint, The Professor, Beyond Repair,Power Play, Telling Tales, and Make Me. 

Charlotte Stein Is In Control

8 Nov
Charlotte Stein first caught my eye when she posted on a group blog called Passionate Reads about her obsession with Michael Fassbinder.  After that, my friend Nara recommended I read a novella Charlotte Stein’s called RESTRAINT.  It blew me away.  Loved it!  And then, the same friend Nara Malone, who recommended Charlotte’s story Restraint, recommended I try SHELTERED and I just loved that book too.  Since then, I’ve become a big, big fan.
Right now I’m reading CONTROL and enjoying it mightily.  Charlotte Stein is a clean, excellent writer.  Her books are exactly what erotic romance should be: thoroughly emotionally engaging, with hot, hot sex that I think pretty much any reader will enjoy.
Today on Lady Smut I get to ask her some questions about her process as well as her interests in erotic romance.  You, lucky reader, can leave a comment down below and win your choice of one of her books.
MADELINE IVA: I love the way you manage to get your heroine to be the aggressive one when things start getting steamy–even if up to that point she’s the most inexperienced one or she’s insecure.  Tell us how you craft that kind of scene–and what you enjoy about it.
CHARLOTTE STEIN: I think the thing I always think about is – just because a heroine is shy or insecure or inexperienced, doesn’t mean she won’t be excited when sudden sexual situations present themselves. It’s a bit like trying new and exotic food. Yeah, you might find the weirdass thing on your plate somewhat terrifying, but if you’re the kind of person who just loves food, you’re going to go for it. For me, it’s basically the same principle. You might be scared, but seriously, who would pass up a hunk who looks like Armie Hammer? No one would. Most people wouldn’t be able to wait to get their hands on him.
So I guess the most important thing in crafting a scene like that is to express eagerness, even as you counter it with trepidation. The tension between the two always works well.
MADELINE IVA: What’s your background in writing aside from erotic romance? Because you’re an awesome writer, and, well…how’d you get to be so good at it?
CHARLOTTE STEIN: LOL awww that’s the sweetest question I’ve ever been asked! Thank you. That’s made my day, that has.
I don’t know whether I really am, but any ability I have has come from three things: writing every day for years before I ever published, reading voraciously, and learning everything I could about writing and publishing. You’ve got to love it, too. You’ve got to really love it. If I don’t love what I’m writing, it dies a death for me.
MADELINE IVA: It’s so hard for many writers to know how to pace the beginning of a book.  We want to take a large info dump on the reader, mostly.  You seem pretty brilliant at these perfectly spaced blots of needed info.  What tips can you offer a writer about how much back story to place at the beginning, and what information the reader can wait for?
CHARLOTTE STEIN: Oh God, just been having this talk with my creative writing students. It’s one of the hardest things to do – pacing the info. But what I always recommend is to just stay in the moment, in the beginning. Focus on an event that’s happening right now, instead of the end game of a story you’re trying to tell. Readers will stay with you as long as the action is coherent and people are doing recognisable things – really it’s us who panic that the reader won’t understand the wonderful world we’re trying to create, and the brilliant plot and characters.
You have to take a leap of faith!
MADELINE IVA: At least two characters in your books come from a very sexually repressive background.  Is this your way of getting around the problem of a lack of barriers between modern day lovers, or did something else (from your own past, perhaps?) inspire you to write about this kind of character?
CHARLOTTE STEIN: Yes yes yes yes. You hit the nail on the head with that first guess. I’m naturally drawn to repressed characters, both male and female, but part of why I’m drawn to them is the idea of barriers and boundaries. I love the idea of the forbidden, and in a modern setting things are only really forbidden if the characters think they are. And that’s why I like them.
MADELINE IVA: I’m dying to know some of your favorite erotic romance authors.  I know that you’ll probably want to give a shout out to many friends and not offend anyone who might feel bad at being left out–feel free to do so–but please let us know if there are there any erotic romance book titles in particular that you simply could not live without?
CHARLOTTE STEIN: I have many, many friends who are my friends because I’m a fan of their work. In fact, I’d say 90% of my writer pals came about that way. Portia Da Costa, Justine Elyot, Cara McKenna, Ruthie Knox, Delphine Dryden, Daisy Harris, Shoshanna Evers, Janine Ashbless, Madelynne Ellis…all became my friends because I loved their work.
But if I had to narrow it down to particular book favourites of mine:
The Stranger, by Portia Da Costa
Menage, by Emma Holly
Dirty Thirty, by Cara McKenna (actually, my fave McKenna is summat else, but I can’t say what)
Dreamers In Time, by Sarah Copeland
Meeting Her Match, Justine Elyot
MADELINE IVA: What kind of erotic romance do you prefer to write? I’ve read two of your m/f titles, but I know you’ve also written excellent m/m/f  romances. ;> ( ALL OTHER THINGS, CONTROL, DOUBLED, GUARDED, etc, etc.)
CHARLOTTE STEIN: I prefer to write MF, to be honest. I love menage, but my weakness is for deep, unending, passionate, explosive connections between two people. I want crossing oceans of time to be with each other, can’t breathe without the other person, obsessed beyond all reason love and lust – and it’s only recently that I’ve really felt like I can write that. Up until the start of this year, the market was all about hotter sex and darker scenarios and women with seventeen men – which is fine. But it’s not my thing as much as that quite sexually straightforward one on one connection.
MADELINE IVA: Do you like to stick with what you know, and what your readers may expect, or do you like to shake things up? Hey, didn’t you write a book for EC’s Kink line called CLOSER? What was that experience like? Would you do something like that again?
CHARLOTTE STEIN: I like to stick with what sets me alight. I do listen to the market, and there are certain things I won’t write because I know it won’t sell. But I don’t feel hampered by that, because there are so many different types of heroes and scenarios that I love. I love dominant heroes, I love submissive heroes. I love vampires and werewolves and aliens and the apocalypse. I love suspense, new adult, angst, drama, contemporary, billionaires…you name it, I love it. So it’s just about finding something I’m excited about within existing genres and trends, and finding new directions and angles within that.
As for Closer…it was fun to write, but no, I don’t think I’d ever write anything like that again. It’s shorter than I would ever write now, for a novella, and it’s missing that real love connection I was talking about earlier. I was aiming for dark kink, but I think you can tell from reading it that my heart really isn’t in dark kink.
I’m actually quite light and vanilla, at heart! I prefer to wring the most juice out of a quite simple sexual situation, and have the intensity come from the emotion rather than some kink I’ve just jammed in there to shock and awe. I’m not always successful at it, I’m sure. But I try!
MADELINE IVA: Thanks so much, Charlotte.  I think you are hands down, one of the best erotic romance writers that I’ve read.  Please readers, I encourage you to leave a comment below and you’ll have a chance to win one of these Charlotte Stein titles: RESTRAINT, SHELTERED, or ALL OTHER THINGS.

Sexy snippet: Oral sex and sex toys in “Body Shots” by Thien-Kim Lam

13 Dec

by Rachel Kramer Bussel

Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Volume 3 week continues here at Lady Smut! If you missed it, we ran a very sexy excerpt from strangers turned lovers story “The Skin of Someone Else” by Charlotte Stein yesterday. Today I have the honor of sharing an excerpt from a writer Lady Smutters are familiar with: Thien-Kim Lam, who’s making her erotica publishing debut with her sex toys and oral sex story “Body Shots.”

Not only that, but she’s reading along with me, Sommer Marsden and Lynn Townsend on Tuesday, February 13, 2018 at 7 p.m. at independent bookstore Politics and Prose at The Wharf in Washington, DC! If you’re in the area or know anyone who is who’d like some sexy Valentine’s Day stories read to them by the authors alone with the chance to ask us anything about erotica writing, please tell them to join us. (Side note: I rarely brave the cold in the winter but to hear and meet my amazing authors and share hot stories and at an amazing bookstore right on the water, I will!)

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Out now in ebook and print!

Without further ado, here’s a sexy Best Women’s Erotica snippet from “Body Shots” by Thien-Kim Lam, in which couple Kit and Tre are enjoying an intimate evening where she’s turned him into a “human bar” and is tasting her way along his delicious offerings:

The first item in that box is currently in his hand. A gentle push of its buttons gives her a roller coaster ride of pleasure mixed with frustration. Underneath that remote had lain the cuffs. Her orgasms are literally in his hands. All evening, he’s kept her right on the edge of climax. He refuses to give her the satisfaction she desperately craves.

She jumps to attention as the vibrator comes to life once more.

“The tequila is getting warm. I know how much you hate hot shots.” He chuckles at his own joke.

Ignoring his pun, she slowly shuffles her knees closer to him, his body radiating with the intoxicating musk of arousal. If she could, she’d rip off the cuffs so her tongue could lick wherever she pleased.

But she doesn’t want to rip them off. She dangles right on the edge of ultimate pleasure and desperate need. Chest heaving. Legs trembling with need. Thighs glistening with arousal. She is exactly where she wants to be.

Slowly, she drags her knees closer to his belly button. Each micromovement causes her nipples to rub against the textured leather. Her concentration fights against the unpredictable pulses between her thighs. Kit is too close to winning to give in now.

Her tongue brushes against her lips and catches a stray salt crystal. Its metallic tang reaffirms her purpose. Once again, her tongue darts out toward the trail.

Never before have little bits of salt provided so much motivation. Starting at his belly button, the salt follows down the line of curls inching past his waist. The grains float on top of his tight curls, not quite ready to surrender to his skin.

Her eyes travel where her tongue cannot.

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Can you say HOT?

Read all of “Body Shots” plus 20 other brand new super sexy stories in Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Volume 3, available in ebook for Kindle (all countries), Nook, Google Play, iBooks and Kobo, or the print edition from Amazon, Bn.com, independent bookstore Powell’s or your local independent bookstore via IndieBound. Please follow us at @BWEoftheyear on Twitter and on Facebook for news, giveaways, calls for submissions for future volumes and more. And if you read the book and would like to share a review, that’s very much appreciated and helps guide me in selecting stories for upcoming volumes in the series.

About Thien-Kim Lam: Thien-Kim Lam writes erotic multiracial romances exploding with delectable delights. When she needs a break from imagining new places for her heroine to hide her battery-operated toys, she guzzles Vietnamese iced coffee and bakes her feelings. Visit BawdyBookworms.com for reading recommendations and pleasure pairings while you wait for her debut novel.

About the book: Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Volume 3 delivers the kind of sexy stories you want most: daring, bold, and surprising tales of women who pursue their boundless passions anywhere and everywhere. Edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel, winner of multiple Independent Publishing Book Awards, these scintillating scenarios turn the tables on how women are “supposed” to behave. Instead, these uninhibited vixens indulge in their favorite fetishes, do deliciously intimate “Body Shots,” and get tied up with “Red Satin Ribbons.” They pose nude, dress up, and roleplay, always obeying their most exhilarating impulses. These lusty ladies take your most cherished, private fantasies—from making a sex tape, to taking part in a thrilling threesome, to having a stud delivered to your door hot and ready—and make them come alive. Written by beloved authors Abigail Barnette, Annabel Joseph, and Charlotte Stein along with several genre newcomers, these are erotic encounters you’ll want to savor again and again and again…

Best Women’s Erotica of the Year: Your Complete Collection

11 Dec

by Madeline Iva

Lovely readers: It’s the most wonderful time of the year –No, we’re not talking Xmas, we’re talking theRachel Kramer Bussel’s latest anthology:BEST WOMEN’S EROTICA OF THE YEAR Volume 3!

Rachel will celebrate here on the blog this week by posting two free excerpts:  one from Thien-Kim Lam (who used to blog with us at Lady Smut–Yay Thien-kim!) and the other from Charlotte Stein, whom, as you know, we at Lady Smut lurv lurv lurv.

Did you miss Rachel’s fun blog post about this new collection? Check it out–it’s yummy!  Five Feminist Movements From Best Women’s Erotica of the Year.

I know, I know, now you want the complete collection, don’t you? Here they are — tres chic! Click to buy one set for yourself–and one for a friend. ;> Best Women's Erotica of the year, vol. 3

Best Women's Erotica, Vol 2

Best Women's Erotica of the Year, Vol. 1

 

NEVER SWEETER: An Open-mouthed, Kindle-Clutching, Eye Squeezing Read

9 Mar

This one is going into my “special” kindle folder. ; >

by Madeline Iva

We posted a fun excerpt from Charlotte Stein’s story NEVER BETTER last Sunday.  NEVER BETTER is the final book in her Dark Obsession trilogy, so of course, I read it first, and then worked my way backwards, cause I’m perverse like that. I gobbled down NEVER BETTER like a chocolate chip cookie and advise you to do the same.  Now I’d like to take you on a journey through the open-mouthed, kindle-clutching, eye-squeezing moments I had while reading NEVER SWEETER, the first book in the series.  How to do so without delivering any spoilers is gonna be hard, but here I go…

CONTEMPORARY ROMANCE GOES TO THE DARK SIDE

What really keeps a man and a woman apart these days if they want to be together? Not much. After plundering the treasure chest of meet-cutes and other fabulously quirky ways to bring two people together and then keep them apart for two hundred odd pages, contemporary romance has gone to the dark side.

I personally blame paranormal romance.  Let’s face it–paranormal romance is just so much easier.  Look at the obstacles a heroine faces—Example: “He’s a vampire who’s killed THOUSANDS of people and he’s hundreds of years older than me.  How could we ever be together?” it’s a really messed up situation.

CRAZY-WRONG “I’D HAVE TO BE INSANE TO BE WITH SOMEONE AS EVIL AS YOU” SITUATION= STRONG ROMANTIC ROAD BLOCKS = LOTS OF ROMANCE FEELS & GREAT TENSION

After all, 50 Shades was based on a paranormal romance, wasn’t it?  E.L. James just fished around for a modern day ‘real’ equivalent for a evil-but-not-really, self-loathing, brooding hero.  She came up with a billionaire sadist, around the same time other authors were also plonking down flags into anti-hero territory. Do we want to blame 50 Shades for all the motorcycle clubs, hit-men, crime families, and other anti-hero-ish trappings that are so popular these days? No, but I think the E.L. James phenomenon illustrates a sweeping trend, and Charlotte Stein has taken some steps down the same path.

BUT CHARLOTTE STEIN ISN’T LIKE THAT! SHE’S SO SWEETLY DIRTY…

But maybe sometimes she isn’t. INTRUSION and some of her other works have strayed from abused heroines into more plum-colored territory. Which brings us to NEVER SWEETER.  Let’s look at the blurb:

Letty Carmichael can’t believe her eyes when she catches a glimpse of her high school tormenter, wrestling champ Tate Sullivan, on campus. College was supposed to be her escape from Tate’s constant ridicule. Now he’s in her classes again, just waiting for his chance to make her life hell.

skipping, skipping, skipping…

Loving him is impossible. Craving him is beyond all reason. So why can’t she stop?

Falling in love with your high school bully is messed up, peopleKids, don’t try this at home.

However, line by line Stein just sucks you in.  Great dialogue, great side-kick friend, very specific descriptions of torments she endured and then Tate — a classic Stein-i-an hero, just takes over.

What do we like about Tate? We like that he’s open, agreeable, and fast on his feet.  We like that he’s hotness plus, and can read people–especially the heroine–quickly.  We like that he’s a sexual beast wrapped up in a Nice Boy package–but is he really trustworthy?  It’s that last part that keeps readers furiously turning the pages and riding all the highs and shocking lows.

Why was he such a monumental dick? This is the big answer we need to know. Stein gives you answers, and then sweeps on by.  Do we believe these answers–ah! This is where she’s brilliant, because doubts may  linger, and she plays upon these same doubts later.

I just went through such a roller coaster of emotions with this book.  It really was so incredibly sweet at points–which is what I do look for from Stein–and so sweetly filthy at others–which is what I relish about Stein–and at other times it was kinda like a horror movie.  There’s a Carrie reference and it’s seriously well earned.

I think at one point I shouted “No!” in shock.  At another point I kinda cried, almost.  The whole time I felt as guilty as the heroine for being so sucked into a kind of situation that I would NEVER EVER EVER!!!! endorse in a million years in ‘real life’.

So go buy it already.

Meanwhile, I got the skinny from Charlotte Stein about RAW HEAT — her so good it hurts post-apocalyptic romance that’s out of print right now. Talk about bullying! It’s really unfair clobbering my friends and even total strangers over the head for not having read RAW HEAT if it’s not even in print. Stein has said she’s going to re-pub it in a collection with some of her other post-apocalyptic/paranormal stuff.  So happy about that. Soon none of you will have any excuse.

Okay, I’ve started going into Charlotte Stein withdrawal, so I’ll sign off for now.

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Madeline Iva writes fantasy and paranormal romance.  Her fantasy romance, WICKED APPRENTICE, featuring a magic geek heroine, is available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, and through iTunes.  Sign up for Madeline Iva news & give aways.wickedapprenticefinal-fjm_low_res_500x750

 

Why You’re Not Cruising Down The Threeway Freeway

18 Jan

By Elizabeth Shore

Over the past almost five years now, we’ve written our handful of posts on ménages here at Lady Smut. Madeline Iva has covered both zombie ménage and vampire ménage, and she and Elisabeth SaFleur have written about it from Charlotte Stein‘s point of view. We’ve also had my post on a friend’s recollection of her real-life ménage. If all these threeway fun play posts have gotten you in a mood to dabble in the world of ménage, then how come you’re not cookin’ up a bacon samie of your own? Because, as we’ve learned, it’s damned hard.

A friend recently  hipped me up to an interesting article in the New York Post about the challenges of morphing your ménage fantasy into real-life slap and tickle among you and two lusty partners. On the surface it seems as if it wouldn’t be all that tough to find a willing partner or partners to make the ménage fantasy happen. You’ll see it listed on those top ten lists of women’s fantasies plastered all over the internet. A ménage is kind of like a Miss Texas contestant in a beauty pageant – almost always among the finalists. So in theory, with so many people allegedly lusting for three-ways, finding a partner would be like finding a vibrator. Just take your pick from among the many available. But according to the article, it’s not that easy.

If you think about it, it’s hard enough finding one person with whom you want to have sex multiple times. Sure, you can do a quick hook-up on Tinder for an easy one-nighter, but inevitably it’s just a single night for a reason. Getting the chemistry right is work, and it does indeed require you to kiss a lot of frogs before finding a prince. Or even just someone normal. On top of that, if you’re wanting to add a third person to the mix, now you’ve got two people – you and your partner – who both have preferences for what they like and want in the additional person.

Introducing the concept of a “unicorn” – a bisexual person who joins an existing couple’s relationship – can be an exciting way to add spice. The unicorn can theoretically make that ménage fantasy come true without damaging a couple’s foundation. Kind of a real-life sex toy with no emotional strings attached. Except that the unicorn is, in fact, a live person with his or her (often a her, though not always) own set of feelings and needs. In an article in marie claire, a woman who served as a sexual unicorn ended up getting involved with the husband behind the wife’s back and ultimately tossed aside when it became too complicated. Talk about being the ultimate third wheel.

But the NY Post article interviewed several women who’ve served as unicorns for which the experience has been positive. They cite several reasons: the ability to please and tease both men and women (assuming the ménage is M/F/F and the unicorn is a woman); it’s flattering to be wanted by not one but two people; it allows for the ability to be a pleaser, to make other’s fantasies come true; and it allows one to have intimacy but not the jealousy that can often come when an additional person invades a traditional couple relationship. If you’re just “servicing” the couple, you’re not going to be jealous. Or so it’s supposed to go.

But the downside, as noted earlier, is that unicorns do have feelings and they do have needs. If involvement in a relationship turns emotional but the emotional needs aren’t being met, that’s going to be nothing but a complicated world of hurt. The woman in the marie claire article had that very thing happen to her. She and the husband began developing feelings for one another, but his desire not to leave his wife meant she was eventually kicked to the curb. And the unicorn herself didn’t want only the husband, she wanted the package deal. Since the wife no longer desired it, the unicorn misses out.

So what to do? How do you have a successful threeway? An article at greatist.com offers sage advice, including establishing ground rules and having an exit strategy. And don’t forget about the needs of your unicorn. They’re not just there to serve as glorified toys. Take these tips and you’ll soon learn that unicorns aren’t just fantasies.

What do you say, oh reader? Would you have a threeway? Would you serve as a unicorn? Let us know in the comments below, and don’t forget to sign up for our Lady Smut newsletter. Free stories and fun stuff you won’t get from the blog alone. Go ahead, hit that little pink button. You know you want to.

Elizabeth Shore writes both contemporary and historical erotic romance. Her newest book is an erotic historical novella, Desire Rising, from The Wild Rose Press. Other releases include Hot Bayou Nights and The Lady Smut Book of Dark Desires

 

 

The Lusty Month of May: Three Recommendations

9 May
Spring

I’m getting high on beauty.

By Madeline Iva

“That lovely month when ev’ry one goes–blissfully astray.”

March is when spring comes–ha! For a week out in the West maybe.  And all March brings to the Northeast is a mini-winter.

Even in the South–where the lucky folk get a glorious burst of tulips and daffodils that smite the eyes with beauty–March and April are flirty, edgy and inconstant.  It’s not until May that spring truly arrives.  It’s not until May when the deep promise of fertility roams across the land. May is green.  May is warm.  May is lusty.

What's she doing with those hands? Collecting flowers? Right.

What’s she doing with those hands? Collecting flowers? Right.

Botticelli’s Primavera, also known as the Allegory of Spring presents the arrival of spring. The three graces dance: they are beauty, joy, and charm.  In my garden the three graces are peonies, daisies, and roses. All of them have started to bloom and the garden is at its best in this month.

Here are some other welcome spring arrivals to my TBR pile.  Two authors I like, doing what they do best and one new author to try:

Graces

Beauty, Joy, and Charm. In my garden otherwise known as peonies, daisies, and roses.

Curve Ball by Charlotte Stein (and hey!–it’s only .99 cents!) When Judy Myers is offered a relaxing vacation to get away from her latest heartbreak, she can’t say no. A cruise on her brother’s yacht sounds like heaven…until she realises her brother’s best friend has been invited along for the ride. Steven Stark is big, he’s loud, and he’s obviously not interested in the plump, plain little sister he used to tease unmercifully. In fact, he’s still quite happy to tease her – until she turns the tables on him.

Soul Possession by Maya Banks  Jessie spends a hot night with two sexy-as-sin detectives, only to be accused of murder the very next day. But when Jessie becomes the target of a serial killer, her two detectives will risk everything to have her back in their arms—and in their bed…

and

Primavera

“Bite me, Zephryus”. That’s the nymph Chloris speaking to the March winds. Later they marry and he turns her into the goddess of spring, who scatters roses on the ground.

Agent of Desire by Charlie Evans (Jessica Booker #1–in a series)*An Erotic Spy Thriller* Adrenaline junkie Jessica Booker joined the CIA to take on bad guys and flirt with danger. And with perks like sleeping with hot foreign men added into the mix, well…it’s a pretty sweet deal. Now in Paris, she’s about to take on her second assignment as an official agent but is caught off guard when her new handler turns out to be Sims, a sexy CIA instructor. Sims was hard enough to resist in the classroom—in the field, he’s a dangerous distraction. To make matters worse, Jessica’s target is a gorgeous Frenchman who manages to put her in the most compromising positions—positions she doesn’t altogether mind.

Forbidden Pleasure

21 Jan

Liz Everly’s Sexy Saturday Round Up this week linked to an interesting article at MODERNMAN.COM about “7 Sex Moves You Use That Women Hate”.

The article definitely hits upon a few home truths about sex in our modern times.  (Mister, if you know what’s good for you, don’t mess with Madeline’s beauty sleep.)

While the article perhaps gives the unflattering impression that most men are like eager young dogs–pantingly happy to have any kind of sex, any time, any place, the tips are mostly for men who perhaps aren’t very observant or quick to pick up on subtle female behavioral and verbal cues.

Why is all the pressure on men to understand what women want instead of women speaking up? Why can’t women speak up without bruising the oh-so-sensitive male ego? Ah, communicating about sex!  It just ain’t easy.

Unmade Bed by catphrodite at deviantART

Unmade Bed by catphrodite at deviantART

How nice then to take a break from the reality of men and women not communicating in our modern world and go over to the land of erotic romance. In a good erotic romance all that non-communication is transmogrified into perfect, mind-blowingly great sex.  But how do erotic writers create such great sex on the page?

One ingredient of the best erotic romances — or indeed any romance — that creates amazing sexual magic between two people is when they like exactly the same thing in bed.  But is that really possible?

Well…yes.  It’s not about the slim odds of two people with some unusual predilection who happen to find each other [ “Joseph, I want you to rub my body all over with yogurt and honey, then lick it off.”] It’s more often about one of the partners being extremely open minded and happily rolling with the preferences of the other partner.  In other words:

Joseph = most men = someone happy licking yogurt & honey off your body

Yet I suspect it’s not that easy to write a successful erotic romance scene merely by portraying the heroine speaking her fantasy out loud and the hero enthusiastically responding.  There’s got to be more there than just the magic of communication and a willingness to commence with some kink.

lora leighSo what’s the secret of great erotic romance?  There are two books I’ll refer to here.  One is Lora Leigh’s book, aptly named FORBIDDEN PLEASURE, and the other is J.R. Ward’s book LOVER ETERNAL.  In each book there is a kind of structure at work that leads the reader to a satisfying conclusion.

1. The Partner Who Listens & Percieves

The article Liz linked to at MODERNMAN.com had some basic advice for guys: listen, think about it, then proceed with patience. Normally, there is nothing hotter in a romance novel than this kind of perceptive guy who’s a good listener, aka the mind reading hero.  Lora Leigh tips this trope on its head with FORBIDDEN PLEASURE, because it’s her heroine Keiley who starts off listening and perceiving that something’s going on with her man.  Keiley’s going to figure out what it is, and then address the issue, because she’s full of sass that way.

Meanwhile, in LOVER ETERNAL, our hero Rhage, a vampire, has such a vast experience of women, along with his uber-vamp-hotness powers, that he’s able to perceive every itty bitty thing about Mary at a glance.  She’s saying no-no-no, but why? He scratches his head over this because her body is saying yes-yes-yes and they’re obviously meant to be together for forever.

2. Understanding the Forbidden Desire

In FORBIDDEN PLEASURE, once Keiley knows what the issue is (her husband Mac wants to share her with his best friend Jethro) she’s freaking out.  They can’t do that.  She’s not that kind of girl, etc. At this point Mac is the one who takes over with the listening and perceiving.  He watches Keiley and notes that she’s wobbling between her own fears–and desire.

J.R. WardIn LOVER ETERNAL, Rhage finds out a secret about Mary. (Spoiler alert! She’s dying.)  Her forbidden desire is to have once–just once–a hot fling with an amazingly hot guy, and Rhage is her dream come true. So what holds her back from fulfilling her desire? Rhage is serious about Mary.  He wants a no-holds-barred kind of relationship.  She doesn’t want him to fall in love with her and then later rip his heart out by dying.

3. Building Up to the Forbidden Desire

Is exactly what Mac does with Keiley.  Slowly, patiently, listening and watching her all the time to see what’s driving her crazy for more, and holding back from what’s too much (for now).

4. Overcoming the Inhibition Against the Forbidden (whatever it is).

Rhage picks his moments when Mary is vulnerable and feeling too pissed off at her own bad luck to care about making wise decisions.  He’s there to catch her when she abandons common sense and lets their mutual desire sweep them away.  Lots of very intense, hot sex immediately follows.

5. Fulfilling the Forbidden Desire

This is the moment we wait for and wait for as readers.  In real life it can provide a touch stone of trust to look back upon and strengthen the relationship.  In books, this is where we’re headed towards the HEA ending a.s.a.p.

In the future, we’ll see how this this “fulfillment of forbidden desires” trope develops.  One modern development that I already like is when its the guy’s turn.  It’s not only a heroine who won’t-can’t-omg yes! these days.  Charlotte Stein’s story RESTRAINT presents us with an inhibited male who has a secret desire and the woman who will tease it out of him.  There are many  m/m romance authors showing us the guy-in-the-closet getting his “no, that’s not me, I can’t” protests on.  Let’s face it, men are being targeted as the object of desire more than ever before.

Not only that–more authors are embracing male virgins in the genre these days.  And there’s no rule saying that the more open-minded and experienced partner can’t be female.  In fact, Ellora’s Cave has a whole line of older women-younger men romances called SOPHISTICATE that seems to call out for this kind of trope.  I’ll check it out next week and report back.

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