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Thursday 11 December 2014

New Release SLUSH by Lisabet Sarai #holidayromance

New Release!
Slush: A Holiday Romance
By Lisabet Sarai

I’m celebrating the release of my first self-published book, Slush, a heartwarming M/F erotic romance story set in frigid Boston. It’s available now from Smashwords and Amazon, for only 99 cents!


And if you want more holiday reading, I’ve got two free PDF stories – yours just for the asking. Silver Bells is a steamy M/F/M BDSM tale. Last Minute Gift is a M/M story, filled with humor, heat and heart. If you’d like a copy of either one, just email me (lisabet [at] lisabetsarai [dot] com) and let me know which one you want.


Slush Blurb

Hot shot Boston lawyer Ian Pierce has everything but peace of mind. Christmas Eve finds him alone, wading through the slush to his BMW so he can drive back to his lonely luxury apartment. Then everything goes black. He awakens with an aching skull to find himself in a freezing, boarded-up garage occupied by a street kid. At first he blames the dodgy-looking youth for his troubles, but before long he realizes the raggedy girl who rescued him from the gutter may well be a Christmas angel in disguise.


He grasped her pointed little chin with his other hand to draw her closer. She didn’t resist. Now her face was mere inches away, her steel-gray eyes fixed on his. Her lips parted. Her breath came fast, in little sighing pants. He ached for that sweet, enticing mouth, an ache that drowned out the residual throbbing in his skull and even the swollen pulse of need in his groin.

He didn’t dare. He was afraid – afraid she’d pull away, afraid of screwing up something simple and perfect with his selfishness .

In the end, she made the first move, leaning toward him just enough to press her lips against his. That was enough. He released her hand to wrap his arms around her and clutch her to his chest, kissing her with a ferocity he couldn’t control. He needed this so badly – the warmth, the softness the illusion that someone cared...

Daisy returned his kiss with equal desperation. She opened to him without any prodding, sucking his tongue into her mouth to tangle with her own. Her fingernails scored his back even through the undershirt as she tried to pull him closer. She plunged her tongue into his mouth, nipped at the corner of his cold-chapped lips,  moaned and writhed in his arms when he slid away to nuzzle the hollow under her ear.

“Ian...please...” All at once she broke their embrace. With one fluid movement, she dragged her tee shirt over her head, baring modest but flawless breasts topped with cranberry-red nipples. She didn’t say anything further, just held his gaze as she hiked up her buttocks and rolled the knit long-johns down over her creamy thighs. A gust of female musk rose from the blond tangle hiding her pussy, masking the scents of charred wood, diesel and rot.   

In two breaths, Ian’s half-erect penis swelled to full hardness. Daisy lay back on the blanket with her knees raised and her moist sex open to his view, tempting him. He yearned to launch his body onto hers, to mash those luscious little tits against his chest and drive his cock into the hot, wet cleft that exuded such a heavenly fragrance. Something held him back, though. I don’t deserve her, he thought. She’s too young, too strong, too good... too good for a nasty, angry son of a bitch like me.

They remained motionless, eyes locked, for long seconds. Daisy licked her lips and spread her thighs wider. “Don’t you want me, Ian?” She gave him a mischievous grin. “The last chance I had to shower was yesterday morning, at the Y – do I smell bad?

“You smell delicious,” he replied, completely sincere. “But...”

“But what? It’s Christmas Eve. Let’s celebrate, while we can.”

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About Lisabet

Lisabet has decided celebrate the holidays by writing what’s in her heart. If it sells, great – but all she really wants to do is touch a few readers.

You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website, along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance, she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors.


  1. Hello, H.K.,

    Thanks so much for helping me to spread the word about this little gem.

    Hope your books are selling like hotcakes!


    1. Hello, Lisabet. Anytime.
      (as for sales, I'm asking Santa for some for Christmas. LOL!)
      Cheers! Happy Holidays and many blessings.