Making Mischief

I'm so excited to be part of the launch today of the new HarperCollins Mischief line, with a short story appearing in each of the following anthologies!

Hot and Bothered
in Sex & The Stranger

As a romantic couples destination, the hedonistic Caribbean resort of Eros Cove is the ultimate sensual paradise - unless you're sharing a honeymoon suite with your recently jilted best friend rather than a red-hot lover, that is. Then it's one big torturous hell hole of frustrated desire instead. 
When the power goes down one night and the temperature rises, it's more than an already hot and bothered girl can bear. An illicit midnight dip in the pool promises just the right kind of relief when a wet, naked stranger appears in the shallows.

Corporate Punishment
in Submission

Cate Alexander is a woman split into contrasting halves: a ball-breaking high-flyer at work and a sexual submissive at play. And she relishes both in equal measure. 
Keeping the two distinct parts of her personality separate has never been a problem, until she finds herself going head-to-head across the negotiating table with ruthless business tycoon James Grey, who turns out to be every bit as dominant in the bedroom as he is in the boardroom. 


There's a pretty impressive line-up of contributing authors here, including the likes of Justine Elyot, Charlotte Stein and Elizabeth Coldwell, while the lovely Janine Ashbless is busy making some Mischief of her own! 

Off to a flying start!

Happy New Year!

It's only a few months since the release of my first single author title, Double Strokes, and I'm beyond pleased to see that it's been picking up some great reviews and ratings.

I'd like to thank the reviewers and book bloggers who've taken the time, and share a handful of their excerpts here, but do follow the links to see the full reviews (and many, many more) on their sites.

4 Coffee Cups from Coffee Time Romance
"Sexually charged scenes depicting erotic menage play and tenderness from a friendship forged in college spins through the pages of this emotionally charged story... Black has sex literally oozing out of every word in this delightful tale."

4 stars from Erotica For All
"Double Strokes is a delicious menage tale...I love the premise and the characters, and of course the sex is smokin' hot!...A well-written, sexy and seriously naughty story...definitely worth a read for m/f/m fans."

7.7/10 from Pearl's World of Romance
"From the first sentence I loved Kat Black's writing style that just flows...I loved the characters...hot and well-written..."

 4.5 stars and a Top Pick from Night Owl Reviews

"Double Strokes is the perfect title for this erotic and very sensual menage romance... explicit and arousing...You're gonna love it!"

4 Stars from Marissa's Romance Retreat
"Kat Black's brisk and fluent writing made sure I fell for this story hook, line and sinker...characters leap off the pages, especially her two men. I love the raw, sexual potency of the pair...I could have read on for hours but I ran out of pages way too fast!"

If you'd like to form your own opinion, you can download a copy to review from:

Total-e-Bound

Amazon.co.uk

Amazon.com

Fictionwise

All Romance

'Tis the Season to be Jolly...

And very jolly indeed this December looks set to be, with the ink yet to dry on four (yes, FOUR!) shiny new contracts for works due to be released in the first half of 2012!

One is a novella entitled Love, Interrupted which will be out with TEB in early June, and the others are all short stories which will appear in three separate anthologies for an exciting (and frustratingly secret) new venture to be announced in January.

So, on top of the all usual festive shennanigans, I plan to party hard in celebration of the above. And what better way to help soak up all that bubbly booze than by making like the lovely Mr Gandy, below, and helping myself to handfuls of salty nuts. YUM!

Blisse's Kisses

I'm joining Victoria Blisse for another Sunday Snog today ;) 

This week I've chosen a passage from my short story, Tomfoolery, which appears in Xcite Books' Cocktales: All Night Long anthology. 

‘Too late, Lucy.’ He grasps my jaw and traps me again in the dark pools of his eyes. ‘You have no secrets from me. Not any more.’

He leans in then and brushes my lips with the lightest of kisses. Withdrawing only a fraction, he whispers, ‘Say yes,’ breath tingling against my lips. 

My head spins, my heart races. Surely it’s obvious that I’m way beyond the task of forming single syllable words, much less making decisions.

‘Say yes, Lucy.’ Tom widens his smile like he knows exactly what havoc his proximity is wreaking. His thumb trails over my bottom lip. Mopping up drool, I wouldn’t be surprised.

‘You want this.’ He leans in for another barely-there kiss. ‘God knows I want it.’ His knuckles stroke from neck to shoulder, then along the length of my arm. Using strong fingers he prises one of my hands from its death-lock around my knees and pushes the vibrator into my palm. He covers my fingers with his own, wrapping them around the base. ‘I want you, Lucy. Say yes.’ 

Another whisper of a kiss, this time accompanied by a butterfly touch of his tongue, warm and sweet ‘Trust me. Say yes to me.’

Well, hell. If there’s any way to say ‘no’ to him in this moment, I can’t think of it.‘Yes,’ I breathe, watching a triumphant expression flash across his face. Suddenly he slips the invisible leash he’s been keeping on his control and strikes with dizzying speed.

Grasping my head in his hands, Tom fuses our lips together and pushes his tongue between them to tangle with my own.

Swept away by the hot reality of his kiss that is so much better that anything I could conjure in a daydream, I moan my surrender into his mouth. He moans back, the sound a low growl as he begins to use lips and teeth and tongue to claim every part of my mouth. It’s pure possession and I’ve never tasted anything like it.

Without breaking the kiss, Tom pulls us up to stand. Wrapping his arms tight around my back, he lifts me right off my feet and, ignoring my squeals, walks us the short distance back to his room. Lowering me onto the edge of his bed, he drops to kneel between my thighs.

Mouths still fused, he eases me onto my back. I hold him to me, savouring the pressure of his weight, the sensation of being crushed beneath him. But not for long.

His hands run down my sides and he rears back onto his knees to look down at me. ‘God, I love the look of you on my bed,’ he says, bunching the hem of my top in his fists and pushing the fabric up over my breasts. ‘So lovely,’ he groans as his eyes trace every swell and dip of my shape. ‘Lovelier even than I’d imagined.’

I love the characters of Tom and Lucy so much that I'll be writing more about their escapades soon. You can download All Night Long right now to read the rest of their first encounter in Tomfoolery. And don't forget to visit the Sunday Snog for more lip tingling snippets!

Pucker Up!

I'm taking part inVictoria Blisse's Sunday Snog this week, sharing a lip-smacking taste from my new release Double Strokes:

They wasted no time getting started on her the second Ben’s front door clicked shut behind them. Nate, fierce and focussed, cupped Gemma’s head and dived for her lips, guiding her backwards down the hall and into the sitting room without ever breaking the kiss. His flavour was just as she remembered—hot, hungry, addictive.

In the background, she was half aware of curtains being drawn and soft lamplight blossoming warm and golden in the sudden dimness of the room. Then Ben was there, crowding up against her spine like he had in the bar tent, only this time he didn’t stop pushing until her front was flush against the solid length of Nate.

Trapped between two towering walls of lean muscle and blanketed by heat and the earthy scent of male, she felt tiny, acutely feminine.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Ben whispered in response to the small, involuntary sound she made in the back of her throat. He prised her fingers loose from where they gripped Nate’s blazer and lifted her arms to wrap them around the taller man’s neck. “Give yourself to Nate. He’s been waiting such a long time to taste your lovely lips again.”

Gemma doubted her ability to do anything but comply. Not with Nate’s kiss stealing all the breath from her lungs, making her senses whirl and turning her knees to jelly. While he used his tongue to possess every inch of her mouth, Ben got busy with his hands, tracing her shape from shoulder to hip and back again before working them between her and Nate’s tightly pressed bodies.

Anticipating the feel of those warm palms covering her breasts, Gemma wriggled, but Ben’s dexterous fingers seemed more interested in her clothing, launching a search and destroy mission against the long row of buttons fastening the front of her dress.

Once Ben had worked all the way up from the last button, he and Nate backed off a fraction, removing their blazers and ties before spinning her on the spot so she faced Ben. Nate settled his hands over her shoulders, scorching her skin as he grasped the now-gaping neckline of her dress and began drawing it down over her collarbones.

Ben stepped in close, placing his fingertips under her chin to tilt her mouth up to his. He showered her lips with a soft, teasing rain of kisses, so different from Nate’s demanding possession.

Gemma shivered at the feel of her silk dress slipping lower, exposing her heated skin to the evening air. Nate’s mouth followed the path of the material, searing a trail of licks and nips over her shoulder and down her spine. He dropped to a crouch as the dress pooled around her ankles. Lifting one foot at a time, he freed her of the fabric.

“I think we’ll keep the heels. I like them,” he said, brushing a touch over the delicate straps of her high sandals. Positioning her feet shoulder-width apart, he ran his oar-roughened palms up the backs of her legs, creating a delicious friction against her smooth, bare skin.

“But everything else, pretty as it is, is going to have to go.” She felt Nate’s fingertips slip under the very edges of her cream, satin briefs and trace the elasticated line outwards across the mounds of her buttocks. Continuing around the curve of her hips, he drew the caress all the way to the sensitive crease between thigh and groin, heading right for the spot where she burnt brightest.

Gemma abandoned fumbling with Ben’s shirt buttons and grabbed at his shoulders as light-headedness overtook her. He responded by deepening his kiss, demanding full access to her mouth as his hands cupped her lace-covered breasts. He squeezed gently, thumbs stroking across the plump upper slopes.

“You feel hot here, Gemma, just like I remember,” Nate murmured from behind, halting the slide of his fingers at the juncture of her thighs. “I wonder, are you wet, too?”

Gemma couldn’t reply as Ben curled his tongue around hers and Nate began rubbing tiny circles on the spot...


Not enough? Why not head over to Victoria's to sate your appetite with a sample of some more Sunday smooching treats? I know there's a bit of Tasty Italian on offer.

Release Day!

Double Strokes, my first short story ebook with Total-E-Bound is out today! I'd like to offer you a taste to celebrate.

"... You must be mad, Gemma admonished herself as she wove through the crowds towards the nearest bar tent, the tingling sensation on the back of her neck telling her that two sets of predatory eyes tracked her every move.

Lord, she needed a drink.

Long before arriving, she’d had a bad feeling about this—a feeling that had only intensified the moment she’d stepped into the riverside enclosure and seen what was awaiting her. She’d known then it had been a mistake to let Ben talk her into coming here today to meet up with both himself and Nate Hunter.

But not nearly as big a mistake as she’d made assuming the half-decade since she’d last seen the two of them together would have done something to dilute the raw, sexual potency of the pair. If anything, their appeal seemed to have grown more pronounced, as though the final transition from youth to manhood had concentrated their trademark air of seductive wickedness into something deeper, darker—something altogether more dangerous.

From what Gemma could tell, she wasn’t the only one in the crowd to have noticed their particular charms. Here and there, female heads craned, lashes fluttered and coy looks were cast in the direction of the pair of tall, athletic, ex-championship rowers.

Gemma dared another glance over her shoulder. Her stomach flipped and she all but stumbled. There they stood like night and day—Ben so fair and bright, Nate all dark and brooding—ignoring everything but her, their hungry gazes eating her up in a way that suggested Gemma sandwich still very much featured on their menu.

Lord, she was in trouble. Big trouble.

Reaching the relative safety of the tent, Gemma ducked inside and pushed to the front of the bar. She ordered something long and alcoholic and gulped down the ice cool liquid, which utterly failed to douse the flickers of sinful excitement burning low in her belly.

Help!

Excitement was the last thing she was supposed to be feeling. Remorse, revulsion, resolution—that was what this exercise was all about. The only reason she’d agreed to come here was so she could finally face up to and bury the mistakes of the past. To prove to herself she’d moved on, grown out of those shameful, confused impulses—matured into someone normal.

Except it was blatantly obvious she’d done no such thing, not when a single look from the dynamic duo was all it took to turn her nipples hard and make her knickers damp.  ..."



Frankly, I don't think Gemma's got the first clue what's good for her - a sentiment that Nate and Ben happen to share. And for only £1.69 you can go and find out right now just how persuasive a pair they can be. 

Summer's over - let's get naked!

And by that I mean it's time to turn up the heat with this very sexy little number:

I'm thrilled to have my decorative little D/s story, Exposed Assets, included in this upcoming Undressed Erotica anthology edited by the fabulously filthy Alison Tyler. Don't have details of release date or full line-up yet (completed contracts just in and couldn't wait to share!) but will keep you posted.

Total-E-Oarsome

Hey! Take a look at the sleek and sexy postcard my new publisher sent me about my upcoming short story ebook, Double Strokes.

How total-e-fabulous is that? Release date is set for September 12, but until then you can read more about it on the Total-E-Bound website.

Fulfill your darkest desires

The ebook edition of the Dark Desires paranormal anthology is available to download right now! And to celebrate its release, Xcite are offering a free read of Esmeralda Green's ghostly contribution Making Lewis Hard.

Other authors appearing among the twenty strong line-up include Sommer Marsden, KD Grace, Elizabeth Coldwell and Lucy Felthouse, to name but a few.

As promised, here's a little...ahem...taster of my hot-blooded vampire tale, Skin Deep. Hope you enjoy.

‘I know what you are,’ she stutters.

In a flash I have her by the scruff of the neck and out of the fire door, utilising that strength and speed to take us well away from the clamouring sound of the alarm and any responding pursuit. Half way down a deserted alley, I swing into a shadowed doorway and push her against the door. Using the weight of my body I hold her pinned, leaving her dainty feet dangling a foot off the ground.

‘You might think you know me, little girl.’ I lean close and snarl right into her face. ‘But you’ve no idea of the trouble you’re really in.’

‘I d … do know.’ She can barely choke the words out past the terror squeezing her lungs and I have to give her points for courage. With one hand she attempts to push me away, while with the other she scrabbles around in the neckline of her top. Pulling out the end of a long silver chain, she brandishes a crucifix at me. ‘I’ve been w … watching you for weeks. You’re a vampire.’

I’m stunned that she appears to know the truth, but given her current predicament, see no need to deny it. I laugh nastily, making sure she gets a good eyeful of long, sharp fang. ‘And who the hell do you think you are – Buffy the Slayer?’ Wrapping my hand around the useless talisman, I rip it from around her neck and toss it away, gaze locking on the thin red graze left by the rough pull of the chain … and the pulse ticking hard and fast beneath it.

'Oh God, don’t you bite me!’ She struggles harder as she registers the intent stamped on my features. Her heart races flat out, pitter-pattering through the layers of our clothing to tickle against my ribs. ‘I’ll scream!’

She really hadn’t taken the time to think this through to the end, had she?

‘I don’t doubt it, darling.’ I clamp a hand over her mouth and use it to push her chin to the side, stretching out the long line of her neck. Leaning down, I inhale her scent, running my face from clavicle to jaw. She smells good enough to eat. ‘It’s really just a question of how loud,’ I say with soft menace into her ear.

With that she goes wild. Screeches muffled against my palm, she lashes out with hands and feet, elbows and knees. She scratches and hits and kicks, hair flying around her and skin growing flushed as she fights for her very life.

All of which the beast in me absolutely loves.

Goaded, ravenous, I go straight for the jugular, teeth piercing through gossamer-fine skin to sink deep into the hot, living rush of arterial blood.

Into the dark...

Very excited to announce that a new paranormal of mine, Skin Deep, is to be included in Xcite Books upcoming Dark Desires anthology, due out in July.

I love the look of the cover and can barely wait to get my hands on a copy. Teasingly, it's already available for pre-order at Amazon, and a little nearer the time, it will be my pleasure to introduce the Mr Tall Dark and Dangerous of the tale.