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What does 2017 herald?

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January 6  |  BDSM, Book Publications, eBooks, erotic romance  |   Kay Jaybee

A new year- a fresh page to scribble over, create magic upon- and occasionally blot with mistakes.

Whatever horrors may await us on the world stage, I hope- in my small corner of writing land at least- to provide a few minor distractions from reality. A reality which is so strange now, that I need fiction more than ever!

Having ended 2016 with a short story publication within the Best Women’s Erotica, Volume 2, anthology for Cleis Press, I am delighted to be able to start 2017 with the announcement that another of my short stories has been taken up by Cleis. I’m unable to say more for now, but I’m thrilled to be back on the short story circuit after taking so many years out to write longer works.

And talking of longer works- It has been a couple of years now since I wrote a new erotic novel or novella. Part of the reason for this is the time it has taken to launch the other half of my writing career- as contemporary fiction and medieval crime writers Jenny Kane and Jennifer Ash. The other reason, frankly, was that after Fifty Shades, and the sudden wholesale lowering of standards in erotica, I lost heart.

Standards, I’m pleased to say, are beginning to rise, but with erotica publishers falling by the wayside, I can’t help but wonder how many will be in existence this time next year. I would like to think they’ll be more than there are now. Common sense tells me there will be less.

Despite this personal cynicism, giving up being Kay is something I am both unwilling and unable to do. She is too big a part of me. I love being her. So, it is with some trepidation- and a great deal of pleasure- that I can announce the forthcoming publication of a brand new novella…

There will be a cover reveal very soon…in the meantime…

Wednesday on Thursday will be out this spring!

And what is it about? Well…think 2 women and one man…think word play as well as body play…think simmering low level romance with full on lust- and think about a great many questions that need answers…

More information soon…

Happy New Year,

Kay xx

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Brick Dust: Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Volume 2

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November 10  |  BDSM, Book Publications, eBooks, erotic romance, News  |   Kay Jaybee

On 17th December a brand new anthology is being published by Cleis Press, and I’m delighted to have story included within its sexy pages.

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Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Volume 2 gives us fierce female passion, timeless love, and lustful encounters that are guaranteed to fill you with utter delight. A celebration of women’s inherent sexiness, this anthology highlights tales of bold, incredible women who seek intimacy in their own way, from outright declarations to coy, playful, and arousing gameplay. There’s something for everyone is this collection of intelligent and provocative erotica.

My own story is entitled Brick Dust. You can read more about why I wrote it here-


You can pre-order your copy at a whole host of retail outlets – all details here.

Many thanks to Rachel Kramer Bussel for choosing my story to form a small part of this anthology.

Happy reading,

Kay xx

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Release Blitz from Cleis Press: Vanilla to Kink, the Sultry and the Sordid

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June 26  |  BDSM, Book Publications, eBooks, erotic romance, News  |   Kay Jaybee

Vanilla to Kink, the Sultry and the Sordid

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New series editor Laura Antoniou has selected the best of the best short stories of lesbian erotica in Best Lesbian Erotica 2015. Featuring erotic encounters of all kinds, from the allure of first glance to the reawakened passions of established relationships, each piece is overflowing with lust and pleasure. Best Lesbian Erotica 2015 brings sex in the cyber-age, lusty backstage rendezvous, mythological encounters, and a taste of leather—all between two covers. Dubbed “an elegant stylist of erotica” by writer Pat Califia, Antoniou has gathered stories of varied style and theme, and brought them into one cohesive—and sexy—anthology that will spark your fantasies.

“One of the wonders of Best Lesbian Erotica is the range of women depicted in these stories. What unites this disparate group of folks is desire and hot sex. Since this is a Best Of anthology, there’s really no such thing as a bad story here.”

—Erotica Revealed

Here’s a HOT extract for you!!

Excerpt from

Andro Angel

by Deborah Jannerson

By the end of the next song, we were kissing. At first, she was so gentle that it teased me, and I moaned a little as I pushed my mouth against hers. She chuckled but didn’t stop, pressing her hand against my lower back as our kisses grew desperate. I sucked on her lower lip, aching below the waist. She brushed my hair away from my face, then, much to my body’s chagrin, turned slightly away.

I had been dimly aware that my new crush was part of a group. They’d been hanging in a haphazard cluster in the middle of the floor, wing-womaning each other as they checked out the scene and danced up the guests around them. It wasn’t until we came up for air, though, that I realized the friend nearest to us was the Nylon Angel. As if on cue, she leaned over to my Andro Eagle and said something I couldn’t hear, then leaned farther. Their lips met, and both pairs of eyes went to me.


Nylon and I each put an arm around each other as she moved into our space. Eagle watched, rapt, as I kissed her girlfriend’s made-up cheek. I can tease too. Slowly, slowly, I moved in for my second first kiss of the night. Nylon had softer, fuller lips, but she didn’t waste time being coy. Her tongue played with mine as our mouths got warmer and wetter, melting together like two parts of a whole.

But for once, I wasn’t one of two parts—I was one of three.

I grabbed the cloth of Eagle’s tank, over her belly, and pulled her in closer.

Her mouth joined with ours. As you might imagine, it was a bit awkward, because I had never kissed two people at once before, but that didn’t keep it from being hot. I gave them several brief pecks to start, then focused on each of them in turn until I lost track of who was who. It didn’t seem to matter. I had these two sexy creatures licking my lips and caressing my shoulders, and I wished I had a wall to lean on. I was still nearly sober, but the couple made me so dizzy that standing felt like work.

“Shall we get out of here?” Nylon murmured, reading my mind. Eagle grinned in approval; all I could do was nod.

When Carmen and I had talked about my interest in threesomes, she had seemed puzzled by my desire to be the third party. “Don’t you want to wait until you have a girlfriend who’s into it? Then you could go prowling together. With a couple, you’d be the odd girl out.”

I saw her point, but the idea of playing with a couple had always been the sexiest to me. Maybe it was because I didn’t want a girlfriend just then, or maybe it was the reassurance that if it didn’t go well, I never had to see them again, but my fantasy felt like something deeper, something I couldn’t name. As excited as I was, I couldn’t help but shoot Carmen a smug look when we passed her and Myka huddled at the bar. Nylon and Eagle were on either side of me, holding my hands as we walked briskly to the door. No odd girl out here.          

We talked for the whole drive to the hotel, and not small talk either. We talked about sex. We had all been tested recently (woo-hoo, responsible adults!) but would still be using condoms with toys—and as it turned out, we all liked our toys. Nylon shared that she didn’t like being touched on her stomach, and I mentioned my passion for having my thighs played with. As soon as I said it, Eagle reached over and put a hand on my leg over my jeans, without ever taking her eyes off the road. That turnoff couldn’t come soon enough…


About the Editor

Laura Antoniou authored the well-known Marketplace series of erotic novels. She has also edited the groundbreaking Leatherwomen anthologies and writes scholarly work on BDSM. Her work has been translated into Spanish, German, Hebrew, Japanese, and Korean. Recently, Antoniou won the Rainbow book award for her mystery The Killer Wore Leather. She lives in Queens, in New York City.

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Release Blitz from Cleis Press: Heart Meets Mind, Best Lesbian Romance of the Year

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June 18  |  BDSM, Book Publications, eBooks, erotic romance, News  |   Kay Jaybee

Best Lesbian Romance of the Year, Volume 1, is Radclyffe’s seventh term editing the Best Lesbian Romance series!

“[Radclyffe] presents a view of lesbian life that isn’t common yet, but is growing.” —Straight Arrow Reviews

Romance is as eternally new as the unique connection between lovers, and so too these eighteen stories of attraction, desire, and passion from best-selling romance authors JL Merrow, Sacchi Green, Giselle Renarde, D. Jackson Leigh, Teresa Noelle Roberts, Radclyffe and others. The stories in Best Lesbian Romance 2015 will have you falling in love with love all over again. A celebration of the swooning sensation of a first crush, the dizzying feel of a first touch and the raw electric elation of sexual passion are all captured here. Radclyffe, the highly lauded romance novelist and master editor always covers the full range of lesbian love- a real spectrum of experience with plenty of room for passion and possibility, as praised by The Advocate, “Every story the human heart can tell.”

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Waterfall by LT Masters

She propped herself up on her elbow, her head resting on the palm of her hand. “I always go for a swim first thing in the morning. Wanna join me? The water would be good for your ankle.”

She tossed me my T-shirt, helped me to my feet and knelt down to inspect my ankle. It was still tender but nothing like the day before. “You should be able to walk today as long as it’s not too far.”

Seeing her in front of me on her knees was having the kind of effect I wouldn’t want her to see. I took a step back, hoping that she hadn’t noticed the wet spot forming in my panties. The heat in her eyes told me she had definitely noticed. I looked away and motioned toward the river. I leaned on her and hobbled to the river. Seeing the waterfall up close in the early morning light was mesmerizing, like something out of a fantasy movie. The water spilled over the edge of massive boulders, crashing into the pool below. The rocks, the crystal-blue water. It was…

“Breathtaking, huh? Come on,” she said, grabbing my hand, pulling me forward. “Let’s swim.”

“I can’t,” I said. “No swimsuit.”

She released my hand and laughed as she pulled her sports bra off. “No need.”

My mouth fell open as she stripped off her clothes and dove into the water. Her body was so beautiful, muscular and golden brown. I watched as she swam to the pool beneath the waterfall.

“Hurry,” she yelled, waving to me.

Remembering that I hadn’t experienced anything similar to a shower in three days, I quickly stripped off the T-shirt and thong and joined her in the water. She’d already seen me topless. Hell, she’d spent the night in the same sleeping bag with me in nothing but my thong. At least in the water I’d be submerged. The icy-cold water made me gasp but it soothed my aching body as I swam to meet her, and I felt refreshed.

“This is the first time I’ve been here with someone.”

“Really?” I said. “What’s so special about this place?”

“Let me show you.” She swam to where the water was falling into the pool.

I swam closely behind her, and when she disappeared under the surface I did too. The water was pounding into the pool, creating a magical sea of bubbles underwater. I swam fast to keep up with her, trying not to stare at the long, shapely legs or firm ass in front of me. Within seconds we surfaced.

She lifted herself from the water and leaned over to help me.

“What is this place?” I asked.

“Nature’s canvas.”

I stood in awe, trembling, hugging myself. We were in a massive cave behind the waterfall, shut away from the outside world. Glimmers of sharp sunlight slipped through the cascading water, illuminating and reflecting off the stone walls. On the other side of the waterfall the water drained from the pool, splashing over the rocks, creating a small stream that lazily cut its way down the mountainside. The rocks we stood on were polished smooth and I slipped a little as I turned to look around.

“Careful,” she teased, “don’t aggravate your injury.”

Playfully she grabbed my hands, lacing her fingers between mine. Dangerously close, I attempted to move away from her, but my back was pressed firm against the cold stone wall. She kept hold of my hand and moved with me. I shivered from the chill of the stones and the excitement of her warm body pressed against mine.

“Are you scared?” She gazed at me, her eyes hungry and full of desire.

“No,” I lied.

She lowered her gaze to my erect nipples pressed firmly against her breasts. My fleshy pale 38Cs pushed flat against her much smaller breasts and her bronzed, muscular chest made an interesting sight. The contrast was…sexy. Hot. Erotic…


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Kay x

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Release Blitz from Cleis Press: Three of Hearts: Erotic Romance for Women

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May 7  |  Book Publications, eBooks, erotic romance  |   Kay Jaybee

We’ve all heard the expression “three’s a crowd.” But in Three of Hearts: Erotic Romance for Women, two plus one equals three times the excitement, emotion, and romance. Whispers of love now have an audience, the thrill of sex is heightened by the voyeur—even the question of who to kiss, first, brings forth potent sensuality. Editor Kristina Wright, described by The Romance Reader as “a budding force to be reckoned with,” has compiled a collection that uses the power of three to inspire all this and more in the erotic and romantic fantasies of women.



Extract from – “Old Habits” by Mina Murray

I leaned down to press my lips to his, sucking his tongue into my mouth. His moan vibrated low in my body. I undulated to drive him deeper, slammed my palms down on his shoulders. Leverage.

“So good,” I crooned.

Luke let me set the pace. But that didn’t stop him grabbing my ass with those big hands of his and thrusting up to meet me. His fingers soon strayed across my flesh, between my buttocks, finding the tightness of my asshole.

There was a question in his eyes.

I bit my lip and nodded.

When he pushed his finger inside me, I swear that I saw stars. That forbidden friction, the way his cock stroked over my G-spot, the way the root of him brushed against my clit, set off sparklers throughout my body.

“Come with me, babe,” Luke urged.

And I did. I cried out my pleasure into the silent night, wondering the whole time I was coming if Alyx could hear me, down the hall.

We spooned for a while, until Luke fell asleep. My body was sated, and I knew I was physically tired enough, but I just couldn’t drift off the way I usually did. I lay there for a half hour, before I figured a shower might help.

When I got out of the bathroom, the door across the hall opened, and Alyx ducked her head out.

I stared at her coldly.

“Eve, can I talk to you for a minute?”

“I’m tired. Whatever you have to say to me can wait until morning.”

The door opened a bit wider.

“It’s just…I just wanted to apologize.”

“Then you can do it in the morning.”

Footsteps followed me, all the way to my bedroom door.

“Eve, please!”

I turned with a sigh and was surprised by what I saw. Alyx looked contrite. Genuinely contrite. Not at all the crocodile-tears expression she used to wear when trying to talk herself out of a jam.

“I should never have come here. I was an idiot to think that things could be different. Not after everything that happened, not after…” She shook her head.

But I wasn’t letting her off that easy.

“Not after I caught you, you mean? Fucking my boyfriend, in my bed?”

She nodded, miserable.

“Do you have any idea how much you hurt me? How long it took me to get over that? You were my best friend. I loved you.”

“Not the way I loved you.” She lifted her eyes to mine. “It was never about the guys, Eve. It was always about you. I wanted it to be just us, just you and me. I wanted to prove that none of those guys deserved you. But then I didn’t deserve you either. I just didn’t see it at the time.”

She took in a shaky breath.

“So I wanted to say sorry, for then and especially for tonight. I insulted your hospitality, I offended your boyfriend and I acted like a fool.”

I wasn’t sure what to say to her. Everyone has those imaginary conversations in her head, where she rehashes old conflicts, tries to work through them. But I never imagined ours going like this, with me barefoot and in a bathrobe, hair dripping wet, my boyfriend snoring in the room behind me.

“I’ll be gone in the morning, don’t worry,” Alyx said. “I just wanted to say good-bye first.”

I could think of a hundred good reasons for why what I was about to do was a terrible idea. But when I kissed her, swallowing her sound of surprise, none of them seemed to matter. Nothing mattered except the lushness of her body, pressed up against me, and the way her perfume filled my senses. Nothing mattered except the way she kissed me back, desperate and fierce and tender. She was crying, I could tell. Or maybe that was me.

After a few intense moments, my head was spinning, and I had to break the kiss. I took her face in my hands and leaned in close.

“You’re not going anywhere,” I said. “Understand?”

“Can I…can I kiss you again?” she asked, as if she had to, as if she didn’t know what rights she had over my body.


Her fingers traced the column of my neck. I guess I should have been more specific when I granted her request, because she slipped the robe off my shoulder, baring one breast, and pressed a wet kiss to my nipple.

She may as well have kissed my clit, the effect was so electrifying.

“Oh god,” I murmured, as she drew the tight peak into her mouth and bit gently.

Her hand found the cord of my robe and tugged it loose. The satiny garment practically fell off me then, leaving me naked in front of her.

I wasn’t normally like this, so passive, so acquiescent. But I didn’t resist when she placed her small hand flat against my breastbone and pushed me into the bedroom.

“I’ve missed the way you come under my tongue,” she whispered.

I don’t know how she could see so well in the dark, but she managed to get us into the room without any noise, and without me tripping over something. An impressive feat, considering I was lust-dazed, walking backward, and clumsy at the best of times.

She moved me to the foot of the bed and gently pushed me onto my back. My head was cushioned on the mattress, my body on the blanket box, my legs draped over her shoulders.

And then she put her mouth on me, and I almost wept. I had forgotten what it was like to be with a woman, but Alyx reminded me with her slim fingers, her soft skin, her long hair brushing silkily along the inside of my thighs. It was hard not to whimper when she tongued my bud delicately; harder still to bite back the moan when she captured it between her lips and sucked.

That Luke was sleeping not two feet away from me only made me more aroused. I shut my eyes as Alyx flattened her tongue and swept it over me. It felt like she was everywhere at once…

Available March 17, 2015

Happy reading,

Kay xx

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