Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Guest Post w/ Lily Harlem


Prepare to get wild! It's Erotica Week here at TBQ's Book Palace as part of my 4 year blogoversary celebration!  Plus, did I mention there's a giveaway involved? :)

Today I'd like to welcome Lily to the blog--she writes erotica with sexy men and sports galore! Now, I haven't read any of her work yet, but from what I've seen, I think she's definitely an author to watch! :)
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I'm a multi-published, award winning author of contemporary erotic romance. I live in the UK with the lovely Mr. Harlem and write for several publishing houses including Ellora’s Cave, Xcite and Total-E-Bound. I also feature in numerous UK and US anthologies, one of which all proceeds are donated to charity.

My books are a mixture of full length novels and short stories, some are one offs, some are sequels or part of a series (all can be enjoyed as stand alone reads). What they each have in common are colourful characters travelling on everyone’s favourite journey — falling in love. If the story isn’t deliciously romantic and down and dirty sexy, it won’t be written, at least not by me. So with the bedroom door left well and truly open you are warned to hang on for a steamy, sensual ride - or rides as the case might be!

 
Where to Find Lily:
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Sexy Sportsmen


Hi, and thanks so much for inviting me over today! It’s great to be here. If we haven’t met before here is a little about me…

I'm a multi-published, award winning author of contemporary erotic romance. I live in the UK with the lovely Mr. Harlem and write for several publishing houses including Ellora’s Cave, Xcite and Total-E-Bound. I also feature in numerous UK and US anthologies, one of which all proceeds are donated to charity.
My books are a mixture of full length novels and short stories, some are one offs, some are sequels or part of a series (all can be enjoyed as stand alone reads). What they each have in common are colourful characters travelling on everyone’s favourite journey — falling in love. My books are sexy, steamy, romantic and sweet all at the same time and I definitely don’t consider three a crowd when it comes to bedroom action!!
I particularly enjoy writing about sporting hunks and have a series at Ellora’s Cave called Hot Ice all about those bad boys of hockey!

 






It is a combination of things about professional athletes that hit the spot for me. Their toned, taut bodies of course and the way they hold themselves and go for what they want at full pelt, no holds barred. But also that determined glint in their eye, the will to succeed, be the best of the best, make that goal, shot, or point. Oh, I’m getting goose bumps, those guys are just so delicious. And if they’re a bit grumpy and brooding, at odds with their fame and modest about their talent, well I am afraid that only adds to the appeal for me and I am a puddle of lust on the floor!!

Here are a few sporty types who make me tingle…
Soccer babes, anyone?


David James
Christiano Ronaldo











Or maybe you prefer hockey hunks?






Mike Fisher
Carey Price

















Or maybe it's David that gets you.. Ah, David!

David Beckham


My latest novel out at Amazon is Scored. Scored is a sexy sport story about the England football team (soccer team to you US guys!). With so many gorgeous guys to choose from I decided to write a smokin’ hot tale that included their antics off the pitch as well as on it. Watch out Beckham, Lewis Tate might just tip the balance here in the hotness stakes not to mention sheer determination when he decides there is something, or someone, he wants!!

~Lily Harlem


Lily:
What's the sexiest sport and who is your favourite sporting hunk?

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Scored by Lily Harlem
Publisher: Lily Harlem (May 22, 2012)
Genre: Erotica Romance


Okay, so I eat, sleep and breathe football and reporting the beautiful game is my dream career. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have time for a major crush on the England captain, Lewis Tate. The bloke is sex on legs, hot with a capital H. Add in his awe-inspiring talent, his brooding good looks and what’s not to lust after?


So my excitement is sky-high as I set off with the official press team to cover England’s battle for the European Cup. But when a series of unfortunate, or as it turns out fortunate events, attracts Tate’s attention my way, who am I to say no?

Add in a misogynistic manager, an over-zealous colleague, two blue silk ties and some incredible ball-handling skills and it becomes clear the road to victory, for me, will be an intensely erotic journey. Determined to savor every moment, I hang onto my sanity as best I can while living the fantasy and wondering if it can ever become reality. Because once Lewis Tate has taken me to heaven and back, its clear no one else will ever compare.
 

Where to Buy*:
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Scored by Lily Harlem
Excerpt:
I glanced at the elevator screen. Damn, I was going down, to the spa instead of up. Oh well. I’d had to get out of the lobby before Medusa-Fellows solidified me anyway.
The doors opened and the chlorinated air from the pool seeped in. But that barely registered in my mind, because standing in red trunks with a white towel slung around his neck was Lewis. His wet hair was mussed up and his skin dewy and damp. Fuck, the guy just got more gorgeous every time I saw him. It wasn’t a case of getting used to his stunning looks, they just bowled me over anew.
“Hello, Nicky,” he said, stepping in next to me.
“Hi.” Seriously, how could he act so cool? How could I be expected to act cool when he looked like every dirty dream and carnal fantasy rolled into one?
The doors slid shut and I pressed the button for level three. “I presume you’re going to your room and not to the lobby dressed like that?”
“Yep.”
I glanced up at him. He was gnawing at the inside of his cheek. His shoulders were raised and tense and he was staring straight at me with a sharp glint in his eye.
“Great game, congratulations.”
“Thank you.” His words were short and clipped.
“What?” I asked, feeling unaccountably off-kilter. Was he angry with me? What had I done? I hadn’t told anyone he’d been in my room for tea. I hadn’t even told anyone we’d ever spoken outside of the press conferences.
“You told me…” he said, “that…”
“What?” Okay, now I was really nervous. His eyes were thin slits; I could only just make out that perfect shade of deep-ocean blue through his lashes. “What did I tell you?”
“That you weren’t seeing anyone.”
“I’m not.”
He stepped toward me, big and brooding. His sudden indomitable expression was more than a little disturbing.
I backed up and my shoulders hit the cool mirrored wall.
He followed, penning me in. He was all acres of perfect flesh, toned muscles and steely determination. My stomach somersaulted, my heart rate rocketed and I gripped the brass bar that lined the elevator. I’d never felt so physically small in my life.
“So who was the guy who thought it was okay to wrap his arms around you at the press conference?”
“That was just Phil.” My voice was a little squeaky, but I wasn’t complaining, I was surprised I could even speak. Why the hell would Phil matter to Lewis?
“Just Phil?”
I nodded. “Yes, just Phil.” I could smell Lewis now, a combination of chlorine, soap and raw maleness. As he spoke his sweet breath breezed warm onto my cheek and sent a sizzle of awareness shooting down my middle, tickling my nipples and creating a buzz in my clitoris. This man did seriously dangerous things to my body, like letting it think it was in charge of my brain.
“So he’s not your boyfriend?”
“No, definitely not. Phil is a work colleague who gets a bit flirty now and then. But I hardly know him really.”
I wasn’t sure if I’d said the right thing because a small muscle flexed and un-flexed in Lewis’ cheek and his nostrils flared.
“Really, there’s nothing between us,” I said. “I’m free as a bird, no one to answer to, no one to—”
“Stop talking.” He glanced at the elevator dashboard then turned his attention back to me.
“Why.”
“Because I want to test a theory.” He nipped my chin between his thumb and index finger, tilted my head and dropped his face until his lips were just a hair’s-breadth from mine.
“What theory would that be?” I whispered, wondering if my knees would continue to hold me up for more than another few seconds. Damn, he was so close. I felt completely consumed by him.
“The kiss-and-tell theory.”
“Oh, well I—”
My words were cut short as his mouth connected with mine. Smooth, pliant lips and a softly probing tongue taking possession, owning and controlling.
A small whimper mewed up from my throat. Fuck. Lewis Tate was kissing me. And not only that he was one hell of a kisser. Gentle but firm, and he tasted delicious; fresh and sexy and perhaps a tang of mint.
I opened up and let him in. Searched for his tongue with mine and allowed him to set the pace and depth. Surely I was in the middle of a fantastic dream. How had I got so lucky to have such an incredible man kissing me?
He kept a tight hold of my chin as he pulled away. “You’re so sweet,” he murmured, his downcast gaze searching my face. “So please don’t prove my instincts wrong.”
“What instincts?” I was struggling to catch my breath, control the tremble in my belly.
There was a sudden ping, the elevator jolted to a stop, and the doors slid open.
Lewis backed up rapidly, gripped the ends of the towel that was still around his neck, and squared his stance.
A waiter holding an ice bucket stared in at us.
“Good evening,” Lewis said, stepping past him.
I followed, tightening my purse over my shoulder and avoiding the waiter’s curious stare. Surely he hadn’t seen Lewis pressing me against the wall and kissing me into oblivion. He’d stepped away by the time the doors had slid open.
Hadn’t he?



I hope that excerpt wet your appetite for the fit guys who grace the pitch and if you do read SCORED be sure to let me know what you think. Thanks so much for letting me chatter about my sporty sexy scribblings today, it’s been fun. To find out more about my writing, read hot excerpts, find free books and drool over a vast collection of hunkalicious blokes, then head on over to my website. I’d love to see you there.

Lily x
 
  
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Thanks so much for stopping by, Lily; I enjoyed reading your post [and drooling over the men... *wink*], and I hope the readers do as well! :)


And don't forget Lily's Question:
What's the sexiest sport and who is your favourite sporting hunk?






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Enjoy!




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5 comments :

  1. Lily I love books that are about sports hunks. Living in Canada, Hockey is our Canada's game. ALthough we have a baseball team and a football team and soccor team. I would have to say Hockey, Football and Baseball.. Of course there are some sexy Golfers too..

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  2. Great interview!!! I have yet to read any of Lily's books but this series sounds so good and I will definitely be adding to my TBR pile. Thanks so much for sharing and have a great day!! Oh and thanks for the sexy man candy pics --<3 Mike Fisher-Carrie Underwood is one lucky lady!!! LOL ;)
    And you can never go wrong with Beckham!!! :)

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  3. I don't really follow any sports. But if they guys looked like this and ran around half naked (or more, lol) I could become a sport FANATIC *Grins*

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  4. I love Lily's books!! I am a hockey fanatic! I eat, sleep, and breathe hockey. I love the smell of a hockey rink. Because I am a Blues fan I love me some Elliott!
    Mel
    bournmelissa at hotmail dot com

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  5. Thanks so much for having me here today and to everyone who has stopped by to leave comments.

    Kathleen - I agree, there are some very sexy golfers. Mmm, might be a novel there!

    Marian - I'm with you there on Mike Fisher :-)

    June - the naked Olympics - now, there's an idea...

    Mel - thanks for your kind words about my books. TEAMWORK, my 4th Hot Ice will be out in the autumn, and yep, its menage. I am sooo excited about that one.

    Lily x

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