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Sexy Just Got Kinky: Tasters

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December 17  |  BDSM, Book Publications, eBooks, erotic romance  |   Kay Jaybee

On 6th December the drum rolls sounded for the launch of the third Brit Babes anthology.

Sexy Just Got Kinky is hot off the press- in more ways than one. This book has some scorchingly sexy stories between its pages.

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Blurb

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

As you’d expect from a Brit Babes anthology, there is something for all erotica lovers. Each of the eight of us has our own style and approach to the art, which means all bases are covered!

I have two stories in Sexy Just Got Kinky – one is an erotic romance based on the butt, and the other is a more traditional KJB tale, about the relationship between a slave and her master.

Here are a couple of extracts to tempt you with – both pieces are taken from the beginning of each of my stories.

Saddle Sore

“How many miles?” Leah took Luke’s bright yellow shirt, and threw it to one side.
“One hundred and forty-eight miles over two days.”
The masseur raised her eyebrows. “And yet you choose to cycle here the very next day? Your muscles can’t be that bad this time.”
“Actually, it’s the same day.” Luke gave Leah a half smile, “I came straight here. This is where the one hundred and forty-eight miles has delivered me.”
Her eyebrows rose higher. “You decided not to wait at all before you came here?”
“You told me I should come straight after my next ride so my calves didn’t foreshorten again.”
“This is true.” Leah moved towards the door which marked the gateway to her treatment room. She wasn’t ready for Luke to see how pleased she was that he’d arrived on her doorstep again.

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Hoping that his unexpected early evening appearance was because Luke couldn’t wait to see her again, Leah pointed to the screen in the corner. “If you could slip off your clothes. You can keep your shorts on if you want to, or you can wrap a towel around yourself.”
“I think I’ll lose them if that’s OK. The Lycra is feeling a bit personal at the moment, if you see what I mean.”
“I imagine the phrase hot and sweaty might also apply.”
“Sorry, it does. I should have thought. Would you like me to go home and shower first?”
It was the fractionally off key light laugh Luke gave as he spoke that told Leah she hadn’t misread the signs last time they’d met. Her pulse rate increased, but she managed to keep her voice sounding as professional as ever as she pointed to an adjoining room.
“There’s a shower through there. Why don’t you go and help yourself while I get things set up. You’re lucky my last client of the day cancelled, otherwise I’d have been sending you away.” Deliberately not looking at him, Leah asked, ‘Apart from your calves is there anywhere else that needs attention?’
“Oh yes.”
The unexpected gravel edge to his voice made Leah’s nipples push against the black cotton of her bra. “Really?”
“My butt is killing me in so many ways. You could say I’m saddle sore.”
“Go and shower. Don’t let the water get too hot. Then I’ll sort you out…”

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The Questionnaire

Dear Slut,
I expect to find this questionnaire completed, and placed on the correction stool, ready for me to read on my return from work.
As you were not permitted to speak yesterday, you will answer these questions so I may learn more about your experience.
TELL ME THE TRUTH. I want details.
From, Keeper.

1. Tell me EXACTLY what you did to prepare for the task I set you yesterday.
From the minute you’d left me yesterday morning Keeper, having told me of your intentions for the afternoon, the hands of the clock seemed to move so slowly. Time always drags when you’re not here, but yesterday the images you’d planted in my head made every second last a lifetime.
I couldn’t get the thought of what was to come from my mind. You hadn’t forbidden me to satisfy myself, and so I did—I had to.
I used the glass dildo you bought me for Christmas. I didn’t even have to rub myself to make sure I was wet enough for it. The sound of your voice as the orders came down the telephone already had my knickers soaking—I was wearing the pale pink lace ones with the almost, but not quite, see-through front.

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I sighed far louder than you would have approved of as I pushed the dildo in. I was picturing your cock, Keeper. It’s so beautiful.
My eyes were closed as I played with myself. I could vividly see you pulling my ponytail back as, within my imagination, I crouched on all fours before you. I flushed with desire as you used my hair as a lever while you fucked me.
In reality, my right hand’s fingers danced over my nipples as I worked the dildo with the other. I am ashamed to say it didn’t take me long to come. And once I had, I was instantly aroused all over again. It was time to get ready to obey you…

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The other stories by my fellow Babes are SO hot- I urge you to dive into a copy of Sexy Just Got Kinky to see for yourself!

Available from:

eBook:
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Happy reading

Kay xxx

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‘The Collector’ Rides Again

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October 24  |  BDSM, eBooks, erotic romance, News  |   Kay Jaybee

As you may well know, recently I re-released my first solo work, The Collector, after giving it reedit, and adding 2 brand news stories to the 20 already snuggled between it’s pages.

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Blurb

Gathering salaciously erotic stories against an everyday backdrop of bus trips, train journeys, coffee shops, and restaurants, The Collector documents a wide variety of sexual encounters as she travels Great Britain.

The Collector’s research takes her into every arena of the erotic experience, from love, lust, submission and dominance, to voyeurism and beyond.

Are you brave enough to see if it was your supposedly private conversation she overheard – and then wrote down?

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The stories within The Collector vary greatly in length, style, and taste. The best way to think of it is as an erotica menu- lots of tasty tasters to help you discover which erotica works best for you. If you alike all sorts of erotica already, then you should (I hope!) like them all!

With the exception of my Christmas Kink collection (which I’ll be reminding you about soon!), I haven’t got any other self-published books. So, at the moment I’m stuck in dilemma land – do I go one stage further and get The Collector published as a paperback…or not?

While I’m busy thinking it through, you can buy my kinkiest collection on Kindle!

Buy Links – Kindle

http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01EVVGYB2?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01EVVGYB2?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660 

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Here are a couple of lovely reviews!

‘WOW, what a GREAT book! Ms. Jaybee, the true author of THE COLLECTOR, honestly has me curious if she is, in fact, this collector. Her intros were so well written and believable that I fell under an erotic spell while reading. I didn’t LOVE every story, but I really did at least LIKE almost all of them for one reason or another. My favorites were Treasure, where a woman invites a friend of a friend back to her place so he can discover her hidden treasure; and Crushed, where a 2 (and a half) people in a standstill crowd experienced a hedonistic anonymous encounter. If I heard real life stories like these on a regular basis, I swear I would die from a state of constant arousal! … ‘ The Romance Reviews

‘Such a unique book.  The title was perfect for this book.  The Collector.  I know you are asking how I call an erotic book unique.  Well, it is because the author has such a wonderful way with writing.  I admit this is not my first Kay Jaybee book, and it will certainly not be my last.  Kaybee, is such a wonderful author.  The stories she writes are not just all sex, they each have meaning, plot, characters, challenges.  This book is no exception to her wonderful work.  Another amazing read by Jaybee.’ Bunny Reviews 

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Happy reading,

Kay x

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The Tutor by Kd Grace: What Exactly is Intimacy?

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October 12  |  Book Publications, eBooks, erotic romance  |   Kay Jaybee

Kd Grace’s long anticipated novel The Tutor is OUT NOW!!!

Check this out…

What Exactly is Intimacy?

If two people who are attracted to each other can’t actually touch, can they still find a way to be intimate? What exactly is intimacy, and is it really dependent on being able to touch each other? I wanted to explore the elements of intimacy in my novel, The Tutor. I’m blessed to live in a very intimate relationship with lots of touching, but what would that intimacy look like if my husband and I could no longer have physical contact? How much of what binds us to someone and what makes us close depends on being able to physically touch? Lex Valentine and Kelly Blake must find their way to each other without touch. Can they do it?

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The Tutor Blurb:

Struggling writer, Kelly Blake has a secret life as a sex tutor. Celebrated sculptor and recluse, Alexander ‘Lex’ Valentine, can’t stand to be touched. When he seeks out Kelly’s advice incognito, the results are too hot to handle. When Kelly terminates their sessions due to what she considers her unprofessional behavior, Lex takes a huge risk, revealing his identity to her at a gala exhibition, his first ever public appearance. When Kelly helps the severely haphephobic Lex escape the grope of reporters and paparazzi, rumors fly that the two are engaged, rumors encouraged by well-meaning friends and colleagues.

The press feeding frenzy forces Kelly into hiding at Lex’s mansion where he convinces her to be his private tutor just until the press loses interest, and she can go back home. They discover quickly that touch is not essential for sizzling, pulse-pounding intimacy. But intimacy must survive the secrets uncovered as their sessions become more and more personal.

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Excerpt: Lessons in Pears 1:

“Was this your idea or Dillon’s? Kelly asked, hoping to relax him.

“It was mine, after Andy told Dillon and he told me. I thought it was something that I …” The muscles along Lex’s jaw looked as though they were made out of iron, and a fine blush crawled up his neck tinting his ears bright pink. “I’ve never touched a woman … in that way.” He forced a laugh. “Obviously. I’ve …” the blush deepened and he avoided her gaze. “I’ve put lube on some of the sculptures – you know — down there, but I … well it isn’t the same.”

“The pears won’t be either,” she said, her heart suddenly aching at the physical isolation this man endured on a daily basis, and it wasn’t just her heart that ached, she felt his lack deep in her core. It had been easier with Andy. She had been almost flippant with him. She was sorry for that now. She spread one of the towels on the Queen Anne chair across from him and settled herself onto it so they were facing each other. “The texture will be different and with the pear there’ll be less give.” She dipped her fingers in the bowl and rubbed the heavy juice between her index finger and her thumb. “If you touch a woman, she’ll be much warmer.” She gave him a conspiratorial smile. “You’ll be amazed at how warm and how soft she’ll be down there when she’s ready to be touched. With Andy, this,” she nodded down to the pears, “was improvisation, this was the best I could do under the circumstances, but a woman, well a woman feels like nothing you’ve ever touched before.”

He was no longer avoiding her gaze. His eyes were locked on her, and he was struggling to keep them on her face, she knew that; she understood the urge for him to drop his eyes to the place of which she spoke, the place with which she was so intimate, the place that couldn’t help but respond to the topic, to the situation, to the strange intimacy they had shared almost since the moment they’d met. “You can look, if you want,” she opened her legs so that he could see the place in between clothed in black denim, completely disguised and yet so very obvious. “And I’ll look at you too,” she nodded down to his own jeans straining to contain him already. “It’s what men and woman are naturally inclined to do when there’s a sexual attraction.”

With her heart hammering in her throat, she took one of the pear halves into the cupped palm of her left hand, then she brought it down between her spread thighs, feeling the juice of it run over her fingers and drip onto the towel as she spread her legs a little farther and held her pam to mimic the position of her vulva. “Touch it like a woman would touch it, and you’ll always get it right.” She drug her index and middle finger up from the bottom of the pear to the center and felt her own body respond in empathy. “The pear has no folds, no secret valleys, no swollen flesh to be teased open, so you’ll have to use your imagination with that.”

Lex gave a little moan soft and deep in his chest as he shifted to make himself more comfortable. “I know the anatomy,” he said. “I’ve watched porn and I’ve studied drawings. I know how it looks like it might feel. I know the response it elicits.” His tongue flicked nervously over his upper lip. “Of course that’s just acting, isn’t it?”

“Porn is about fantasy, about voyeurism, and it doesn’t matter if it’s real if it gets you off. But when it is real,” she spread her index and middle finger up the sides of the pear’s central opening, “if you’re good, if your sensitive, you’ll feel the spasms of your lover’s orgasm, even see them if you’re using your tongue; and you can feel them gripping at your cock when your inside her. If you’re paying attention.

“The clitoris,” she laughed softly, “Well with Andy I used a Ticktack, but he’s a chemistry major. He likes charts and graphs and periodic tables. You’re an artist, you live in your imagination, so you don’t need a Ticktack. Some women like the thumb stroking and circling while the other fingers work inside. Some women like to use their fingers.” She demonstrated on the pear, and Lex groaned. “It’s always best to ask and be sure.”

“What do you like?” His words were a labored rasp against the back of his throat, and Kelly found herself stunned by the question, and way more aroused than she wanted to be. He shouldn’t have asked. She should have answered. But she did.

“I like it this way.” She shifted her hips and opened a little further so he could see her thrust and scissor, circle and probe technique, and her body responded with the tight grip and release of muscle memory.

“Jesus,” he whispered moving forward on the sofa and leaning closer for a better look. “And when someone uses their tongue?”

She caught her breath in a giddy laugh. “Afraid I can’t tell you what I do since, sadly I’m not that flexible.”

“But you can tell me what you like.” His voice had gone rough.

“I like the flat of the tongue to part me and then probe me, circle my clit and then kiss and suck.” She closed her eyes, finding it difficult to meet his gaze when she spoke about something so intimate, so secret. Come to think of it, she’d never had a man actually ask her how she liked it. The few who had given a rat’s ass about her pleasure had been happy enough to let her order them about, but never quite got the hang of it.

It was the loud schussing sound that caused her to open her eyes. Lex had moved the coffee table out of the way paying no attention to the slosh of pear juice all over the towel V had spread. His eyes were locked on Kelly as he fished out his own pear half and fell to his knees in front of her. When she realized what the man was about to do she dropped the pear she’d been holding with a little gasp of surprise and scooted as far back in the chair as she could. He knelt low, holding the pear in the cup of his hand, as she had, placing it against the edge of the chair between her legs! She gave a little yelp and scrambled back in the chair still further, spreading her thighs over the rise of the chair arms to keep from touching him. He moved forward, the back of his hand so close to her crotch that she could feel the heat of it, and he lowered himself still further until his hair nearly brushed the insides of her thighs. Then, still looking up at her from his position on the floor, he began at the bottom of the open pear half and ran his tongue flat and undulating all the way up, flicking in just slightly in a little circle at the top end before he closed his lips around the apex and she could hear the slurp and suck of the sweet syrup.

“Oh! Lex! Ah!” And then she went non-verbal, holding her breath, tightening muscles deep inside her body, the only muscles she dared to move if she were to keep from touching him. She raised both arms and fisted her hands in a suicide grip around the back of the chair to keep from curling them in his hair. Her thighs trembled from her efforts to keep her legs on the chair arms and not throw them over his shoulders for leverage. She didn’t move. She didn’t breath as he licked and nuzzled and suckled until pear juice ran down his chin and onto his tee-shirt, until his face was damp and sticky, until his forehead was sheened with perspiration, and still he held her gaze as though they were locked together in each other’s orbit neither able to move without the other’s consent.

“Oh God, I’m gonna come.” She barely managed a warning when his own convulsion brought him dangerously near her body. He had stopped breathing, she was sure of it. She practically climbed the back of the chair to keep from touching him as he lost control. Then with a tremendous gasp of oxygen, he straightened, let the pear fall from his hand onto the Aubusson carpet and looked up at her.

“I’m going to pass out.” And he did.

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Buy Links for The Tutor

 

eBook:

Totally Bound Publishing

Amazon UK

Amazon US

Amazon AU

Amazon CA

Amazon DE

Barnes & Noble

iBooks UK

iBooks US

Google Books

Kobo

Print:

Totally Bound Publishing

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About K D Grace/Grace Marshall

Voted ETO Best Erotic Author of 2014, and a proud member of The Brit Babes, K D Grace believes Freud was right. In the end, it really IS all about sex, well sex and love. And nobody’s happier about that than she is, otherwise, what would she write about?

When she’s not writing, K D is veg gardening. When she’s not gardening, she’s walking. She walks her stories, and she’s serious about it. She and her husband have walked Coast to Coast across England, along with several other long-distance routes. For her, inspiration is directly proportionate to how quickly she wears out a pair of walking boots. She loves mythology. She enjoys spending time in the gym – right now she’s having a mad affair with a pair of kettle bells. She loves to read, watch birds and do anything that gets her outdoors.

KD has erotica published with Totally Bound, SourceBooks, Xcite Books, Harper Collins Mischief Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, Sweetmeats Press and others.

Find K D Here:                                                                  

Websites: http://kdgrace.co.uk/

http://www.thebritbabes.co.uk

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/KDGraceAuthor

Twitter: https://twitter.com/KD_Grace

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This is a must-read novel!

Happy reading everyone,

Kay x

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One Night In Cape Town: Pre-order Bargain from Lily Harlem

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June 21  |  eBooks, erotic romance  |   Kay Jaybee

One Night in Cape Town, by Lily Harlem

PRE-ORDER NOW TO CLAIM AT BARGAIN PRICE!

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Pre-order a copy of Lily Harlem’s hot new story, ONE NIGHT IN CAPE TOWN and be seduced on a mountain top by a seriously sexy backpacker who knows exactly what he needs to do not only to survive but also to claim the woman he wants!

Pre-order price just 99c/99p – goes up on release day 29th June!

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The week before her big day, Tia catches her fiancé getting down and dirty with her best friend. She quickly washes her hands of them both. But why waste a perfectly good and very expensive honeymoon to her dream spot-South Africa?

After bumping into the same cute guy three times in Cape Town, Tia’s reminded she still has desires. Before long, they’re hiking over Table Mountain together, and getting to know each other.

But when trouble brews in the African sky, a wild storm leaves them stranded on the mountain as night falls. Levi’s survival skills provide them with quick shelter as the storm rages above. But for Tia, another storm rages between her and her sexy saviour. Will he teach her to trust again? Or is there more to the hot American than meets the eye?

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Buy Links (pre-order on Amazon only)

Amazon https://www.amazon.com/Night-Cape-Town-City-Nights-ebook/dp/B01FYBQPDA/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&linkCode=ll1&tag=tirgeapubli09-20&linkId=8151118e49c171c11136a41b29807415

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/Night-Cape-Town-City-Nights-ebook/dp/B01FYBQPDA/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1465207502&sr=1-1&keywords=One+Night+in+Cape+Town+%28City+Nights%2C+%2323%29

Tirgearr Publishing http://www.tirgearrpublishing.com/authors/Harlem_Lily/one-night-in-cape-town.htm

Kobo https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/one-night-in-cape-town

Barnes and Noble http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/one-night-in-cape-town-lily-harlem/1123835843?ean=2940153032290

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About Lily Harlem

Lily Harlem lives in the UK and is an award-winning author of erotic romance. She writes for publishers on both sides of the Atlantic including HarperCollins, Totally Bound, Pride Publishing, Evernight Publishing, All Romance eBooks, and Sweetmeats Press. Her work regularly receives high praise and industry nominations.

Before turning her hand to writing Lily Harlem worked as a trauma nurse and her latest HarperCollins release, Confessions of a Naughty Night Nurse draws on her many experiences while nursing in London. Lily also self-publishes and The Silk Tie, The Glass Knot and Scored have been blessed with many 5* reviews since their release.

Lily writes MF, MM and ménage a trois, her books regularly hit the #1 spot on Amazon Best Seller lists and Breathe You In was named a USA Today Reviewer’s Recommended Read of 2014. Her latest MM novel is Dark Warrior.

Lily also co-authors with Natalie Dae and publishes under the name Harlem Dae – check out the Sexy as Hell Trilogy – The Novice, The Player, and The Vixen – and That Filthy Book which has been hailed as a novel ‘every woman should read’.

One thing you can be sure of, whatever book you pick up by Ms Harlem, is it will be wildly romantic and down-and-dirty sexy. Enjoy!

Check out Lily’s website for details of her other books and her Amazon Author Page. Subscribe to her newsletter to get a FREE ebook and be the first to hear of new releases and free reads, and if you enjoy Facebook, hop on over there and say hi!

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Lily Harlem Links

Website http://www.lilyharlem.com/

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

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

Twitter https://twitter.com/lily_harlem

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

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Pinterest http://pinterest.com/lilyharlem/

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BritBabes http://thebritbabes.blogspot.co.uk

Google+ https://plus.google.com/u/0/106837751333678531161/posts

Harlem Dae http://www.harlemdae.com

Goodreads http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4070110.Lily_Harlem

 

 

 

 

 

 

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OUT NOW!!! ‘The Collector’ Rides Again!

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May 17  |  BDSM, eBooks, erotic romance, News  |   Kay Jaybee

It’s been absolutely AGES since I have had a new book out! The short stories have kept coming, but I’ve been so busy ‘being’ Jenny Kane, that Kay has had to wait patiently in the wings for a while.

However, never does a week go by without me writing some new words of erotica. Every Wednesday I take naughty pen to wicked paper- and as well as writing a new novella (out later this year), I’ve been giving my first solo work, The Collector, a reedit, and added 2 brand news stories to the 20 already snuggled between it’s pages.

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Blurb

Gathering salaciously erotic stories against an everyday backdrop of bus trips, train journeys, coffee shops, and restaurants, The Collector documents a wide variety of sexual encounters as she travels Great Britain.

The Collector’s research takes her into every arena of the erotic experience, from love, lust, submission and dominance, to voyeurism and beyond.

Are you brave enough to see if it was your supposedly private conversation she overheard – and then wrote down?

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The stories within The Collector vary greatly in length, style, and taste. The best way to think of it is as an erotica menu- lots of tasty tasters to help you discover which erotica works best for you. If you alike all sorts of erotica already, then you should (I hope!) like them all!

Buy Links – Kindle

http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01EVVGYB2?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01EVVGYB2?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660 

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The Collector will be available as a paperback soon.

Happy reading,

Kay x

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