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August 17, 2020
Pursuing Her Pirate by Jaye Peaches
Pursuing Her Pirate
by
Jaye Peaches
Her heart belongs to a pirate and she will follow him anywhere,
even into danger.
Blurb:
Esme has her heart set on one man. Unfortunately, he’s a pirate. Her only hope in catching his attention is to do something drastic and risk her life. Relying on the loathsome act of pressganging, she uses her disguise to gain access to his ship. However, Captain Flynn Bartoc has other plans for Esme, and she’s not going to win anyone’s heart if she’s tied up in his cabin.
Here is a hot little excerpt
Esme stumbled through the door into the cabin. Behind her, the key rattled in the lock.
“Now, Esme, since you’re intent on making trouble with my new hands, you’ll have to pay the penalty.”
“I’ve done nothing wrong.” She folded her arms across her chest.
“You have not kept yourself silent on deck.” He towered a whole head above her.
She pouted. “Meaning?”
“Screeching, for one thing. Like a parrot.”
“I do not.” She stomped her foot. “I’m just as capable as any other pirate. I led those dozen men here to you, did I not? They followed me because they thought I was a robber and were happy to carry out my orders to board the ship. What makes you think I can’t command your hands if needed?”
Creases of laughter formed around his eyes. All she wanted to do was join his crew, and he belittled her. Before she could stop herself, she pooled a mouthful of spittle onto her tongue. Her feeble attempt at spitting failed dismally. It dribbled onto the floor between them. Flynn’s grinning face transformed into a frown of disgust.
“Do you remember what I said about punishing you?” he said quietly.
She lowered her arms to her sides. Her knees nearly gave out. “Not a flogging, please, sir…” Tears pricked her eyes. Perhaps in her eagerness to be one of the hands, she’d gone too far with her jockeying.
Flynn tipped up face with the end of his finger. “I might have said rapscallion. But I certainly didn’t imply that you should be one in my cabin, especially as I intend to let you sleep here for your own safety. Perhaps I should tie you to the mast and let the hands decide how to punish you?”
“No, please, I will behave. I’ll not say a word out there. I’ll peel potatoes and stir pots. Just don’t throw me overboard—”
He laughed. “Overboard? Lass, many believe we pirates are the worst scum to take to the seas, but throwing pretty things overboard would be a tragedy. However, teaching you a valuable lesson is not. We’ll resume where we left off, shall we?”
“Left off?”
“You spat at me, and I believe that deserves a spanking.”
Bio:
Jaye Peaches is an Amazon and USA Today bestselling author of historical, Sci-Fi and paranormal erotic romances. These stories weave together the kinky journeys of lovers, their struggles and dedication to each other. All her books contain spicy scenes of carnal pleasure and sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then delve into one of her books.
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August 10, 2020
Two O’clock with the Billionaire by Daryl Devore
Two O’clock with the Billionaire is one of Daryl Devoré’s hot romances. A contemporary romance sweetened with a bit of vanilla sexcapades.
Arianne’s just regular girl pushed into a corner and desperately looking for a way out.
Where Derek Davenport is concerned, women only had one thing in mind: trap him into a marriage. The perfect way out? Hire a courtesan. While partying with his buddies he places an online ad that reads – Woman Wanted.
Unemployed and nearing financial desperation, Arianne is forced to step out of her comfort zone and answers an ad that reads Woman Wanted. With minimal hours and excellent pay, she accepts the position of courtesan to a handsome billionaire.
Their sexual antics cause emotions neither is willing to admit it. Will Arianne and Derek drive each other crazy…or will they fall in love first?
Pinterest – Two O’clock with the Billionaire
Here is a hot excerpt:
“You don’t have to do anything. I want to explore you.” He ran his tongue up the underside of her breast and flicked it across her nipple. “This is about satisfying my curiosities or needs of the moment. And at this moment, my curiosity centers on the feel of that nipple.” He sucked it into his mouth.
Arianne arched her chest. Her eyes closed as she focused on the sensation of his lips caressing her bud.
Reaching over he fondled her other breast, stroking the soft flesh and teasing the hard nipple between his fingers. Releasing her, he said, “I want to learn what works for you. How you respond to my touch. Lay back. Close your eyes. Indulge my curiosity.”
As his mouth moved to her unkissed nipple, his hand slid down her stomach. His fingers slithered through her bush and stroked the insides of her thighs. He tapped her inner leg and she splayed them apart. Casual strokes from her mound to her pussy ignited a fire deep inside her belly.
Arianne followed what he did with focused interest. He’s not hurrying. This isn’t a slam-bam. He’s doing exactly what he said… oh, that feels so— A soft moan escaped her lips.
A long finger slipped inside, turned upwards and began to rub the place where a woman’s g-spot is located. Thoughts gave way to soft sighs and deep moans as his thumb circled her clit.
“You’re so hot. And wet. Nice. Spread your legs more.”
She felt his hot breath a moment before his tongue touched her. Little laps across her clit made her hips squirm. Pulling her knees up and back, she exposed herself more fully to his mouth. While his hand continued to work her, his tongue explored every fold of skin and every secret place.
July 20, 2020
Amber Daulton’s Lost Hearts in the Bayou
Amber Daulton’s Lost Hearts in the Bayou
only found in the
Sultry Summer Sizzle Anthology
Amber Daulton’s Lost Hearts in the Bayou
After Julie crashes her helicopter in the Louisiana swamp, she finds help from a sexy scientist—who happens to be her ex! Too bad Seth is the all-work-and-no-play type. How will she convince him to set aside his work and take a chance on her? Or is a second shot at love too much to hope for?
Buy Links
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Sexy excerpt from Lost Hearts in the Bayou
She flattened her palms on his chest to push him away, but then she gripped his shirt. Heat radiated around him and flushed her skin. Her mouth dried. “We shouldn’t do this.”
“Why not? The rest of the world is gone, at least for now. The storm has made sure of it.” He feathered his fingertips down her neck. “I’ve missed you. Have you missed me?”
“More than I can say.” One more time—a summer fling amidst a storm—wouldn’t hurt. Right? Her heart leapt as he kissed her. She moaned and swept her tongue along his teeth. His taste tantalized her. Yummy. His stubble teased her skin. She clutched his back, squeezed his firm muscles, and yanked up his T-shirt.
He pulled back, jerked the garment over his head, and swooped her into his arms.
She gasped, then giggled. How long had it been since that feminine sound escaped her mouth? She skimmed her fingers through his coarse chest hair as he strode to the other room. The full-sized bed welcomed her, and she gripped the standard bluish-gray blanket.
Seth flipped the light switch by the door, sinking the room into shadows, and turned on the bedside lamp. The yellow glow sharpened the planes of his face. He jerked off his remaining clothes and pumped his erection. A drop of pre-cum seeped from the slit. His broad shoulders and toned chest tapered into a narrow waist and a pair of long legs.
Thank God for good physical genetics. Most geeks weren’t so cut. She stripped nude, then reclined and spread her legs. For some reason, she’d made sure to shave her legs, bikini area, and beneath her arms before leaving home. Was it intuition?
“You’re so beautiful.” He knelt between her bent knees and slid his fingers along the inner curve of her thigh.
“Oh, my.” His heated touch trailed higher and enflamed the fleshy folds of her pussy. Her clitoris swelled. She gripped the blanket for leverage and arched her back.
“Squirt for me, Julie. Let me taste you.”
About the Author
Amber Daulton is the author of the romantic-suspense series Arresting Onyx and several standalone novellas. Her books are published through The Wild Rose Press, Books to Go Now, and Daulton Publishing, and are available in ebook, print on demand, audio, and foreign language formats.
She lives in North Carolina with her husband and demanding cats. Feel free to visit her at http://www.amberdaultonauthor.blogspot.com.
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July 14, 2020
Arresting Mason by Amber Daulton
Arresting Mason
by
Amber Daulton
Their chance encounter resulted in a steamy affair, but will his former gang and a parole officer tear them apart?
Blurb
Once you’re in a prison gang, you’re in it for life. That’s what Mason Harding thought until the boss accepted his resignation. After the State releases him on parole, a sexy divorcée behind the wheel of a car almost ends his life quicker than a shank. His chance encounter with Mia Eddison results in a night of passion, but her brother—his parole officer—catches them together and doesn’t approve.
Mia falls hard for the cocky ex-con, but not because of his chiseled body. She vows to break through his walls and discover his secrets, but never expects those secrets to threaten her life.
When members of an organized crime ring kidnap Mia to force Mason’s return to the gang, he goes up against an old friend to save the woman he loves. Will his sacrifice be enough or will everything fall apart in a blaze of gunfire?
Here is a sexy excerpt
After they crossed the threshold into her loft and she reset the alarm, he grabbed her hand and dragged her to the bathroom. Mia’s laughter died as he slammed the bathroom door closed and pushed her against it. He jerked off her blouse and dipped his face in the swell of her breasts.
Too long. Too fucking long.
He unbuttoned her slacks, his fingers a little stiff, but he managed to push them off her hips. The fabric pooled around her ankles.
“Mason, wait. Get in the shower.” She fisted her hands in his T-shirt. Her chest heaved as she breathed. “I want to bathe you.”
His cock sprang to life. He dropped his backpack and stripped off his clothes as she finished undressing. Steam wafted from the shower and fogged the glass doors as she stepped under the spray. Water darkened her hair, the lengthy locks clinging to her skin, and her nipples hardened as water sluiced over her curvy, tanned body.
Mason joined her in the tub, closed the door behind him, and hot water pelted his back in a rough caress. Tension eased from his shoulders, and he glanced at Mia as she gently rubbed a sudsy body puff over his pecs. Several bruises still marred his chest and stomach, and she looked ready to cry.
“The bruises look worse than they feel.” He clasped her cheek. “I’m a fast healer, and I’ve been through worse than what you witnessed on Saturday. When I say I’m fine, I mean it.”
She kissed the hollow of his throat and rubbed slightly harder. Tempted to jerk her against him and prove he could handle it rough, he gripped his hands in his hair to let her go at her own pace. Her soft, reverent touch eased his aches, burned through his hard shell, and pierced his dirty soul.
He’d done so many bad things in his life, and he didn’t know why she accepted him.
Because you haven’t told her everything, you asshole.
She already knew too much and asked too many questions. He’d expected her to grill him about Onyx and Sondokes as soon as he walked through her door, but she only asked about Udell and Harper. She didn’t seem angry with him anymore, and he didn’t know what to make of it.
Mia scrubbed the puff over the bulging biceps of his right arm, past the elbow and forearm. She swiped it over his fingers and moved to his left hand to scrub all the way to his shoulder. She darted her tongue out to lick a few scars on his chest. The muscles in his back flexed as she scrubbed the puff down his spine. Her wet breasts pressed against his chest, her nipples hard like diamonds, and she pulled back to lather a bar of soap in the puff. His erection jutted close to her face as she knelt. She cleaned his thighs, knees, and calves, and cupped his balls with the puff still in her hand.
He gasped and dropped his arms to grab her hair.
“Keep your arms up. I want you at my mercy.”
A shudder coursed through him. “Yes, ma’am.” He locked his hands behind his head again and closed his eyes as she bathed him. Her sensual touch brought tears to his eyes. He couldn’t remember a time in his life when he felt so clean and whole, and not because he showered. The water washed away the embarrassing tears, and he held himself rigid as she cleaned the hard length of his penis, the sensitive band of skin that connected his testicles to his ass, and then his anus. He involuntarily clenched his cheeks. Although shocked she touched him there, the pleasure she gave trumped his hesitation and he relaxed.
A soft little murmur left her mouth. Mia trailed her fingers over the wet hairs on his thighs and massaged his ball sac again.
He cleared his throat. “I have to ask you something. It’s nagged at me for days.” Mason forced his eyes open and met her gaze. Her hand never left his balls. “You called me ‘baby’ the other day in that alley. Why?”
“You heard that?” She bit her lip. Water beaded on her eyelashes and clumped the strands together, but she didn’t look away. “You always call me darlin’, and I love the way you drop the g. It’s much better than sugar, by the way. I thought you would like a pet name too. That’s fine if you don’t want one or don’t like it. I can call you—”
“I like it. A lot. I’m just surprised. I don’t think I’ve ever had a pet name.”
“Well, you have one now, baby.” The grin she beamed up at him weakened his knees. “I’m happy you like it. I thought it might be a little too feminine for you.”
“Nah, it makes me feel precious.”
Mia laughed as he winked at her. “You are precious, but right now you’re solid as a rock, and you’re all mine.” She licked his mushroomed head as though to claim him.
Yes, claim me.
Her mouth opened and she took him inside.
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About the Author
Amber Daulton is the author of the romantic-suspense series Arresting Onyx and several standalone novellas. Her books are published through The Wild Rose Press and Books to Go Now, and are available in ebook, print on demand, audio, and foreign language formats.
She lives in North Carolina with her husband and demanding cats. Feel free to visit her at http://www.amberdaultonauthor.blogspot.com.
Social Media Links
Website – https://amberdaulton.wordpress.com/
Facebook Author Page – www.facebook.com/amber.daulton.author
Twitter – https://twitter.com/AmberDaulton1
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June 22, 2020
Cowboys For a Cause charity anthology
These cowboys are guaranteed to make you thirsty!
Cowboys for a Cause, a western romance anthology benefiting COVID-19 relief is LIVE.
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If you climb in the saddle, be ready to ride…
Over twenty-five of your favorite bestselling and award-winning authors have rustled up some sizzling, Grade-A, top quality cowboys for you to enjoy in this epic western romance anthology. From heavy-handed herdsmen, bronco-bustin’ bad boys, and every kind of wild, wanton wrangler in between, the heroes of this steamy collection won’t be denied, and they’re guaranteed to leave you breathless.
Save a horse and…well…you know the rest. But don’t delay because Cowboys for a Cause is only available for a limited time. Rope your copy today!
The proceeds from Cowboys for a Cause will be donated in their entirety to Direct Relief Coronavirus Response and the Feeding America COVID-19 Response Fund. But please note that Cowboys for a Cause is not affiliated with or endorsed by either charity.
To learn more about the charities or make an individual donation please visit:
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This all-star anthology features:
Agent Cowboy by Shanna Handel: When I became an FBI agent, I didn’t anticipate becoming a cowboy. Now I’ve fallen into the ways of the West, but can I rein in the woman I’ve fallen for?
Badgering the Cowboy by Golden Angel: This shifter rodeo rider is about to rope himself a honey badger.
Badlands by Delta James: They say great warriors return as great horses. The very best of them retain their humanity and can shift between worlds.
Cassandra’s Cowboy by Kallista Dane: When Kane drags Cass into the wilderness, saying her life is in danger, she knows darn well she shouldn’t trust him. But the stern cowboy is determined to keep her safe – no matter what it takes.
Charlie’s Girl by Kate Richards: Her breakdown was his opportunity to save a damsel in distress.
Come Sundown by Stevie MacFarlane: His patience was wearing thin. She was either going to say yes soon, or her sweet little behind was going to pay for leading him on.
The Cowboy’s Little Girl by Meredith O’Reilly: Rule number one on the Benson Ranch: Daddy is always in charge.
The Cowboy’s Replacement Bride by Sue Lyndon: Ingrid isn’t the mail order bride Everett ordered–and she’s hoping he never finds out. What will the strict rancher do when he discovers his new bride has been keeping secrets?
Dangerous Ride by Piper Stone: Where I come from, a lawman has full control, especially with bad girls in need of discipline.
The Getaway Ranch by Tessa Carr: He brought her to the ranch knowing she was alone, penniless and terrified. What he didn’t know was, her problems – and his – had just begun.
Halfway Home by Maddie Taylor: After secretly loving him for a lifetime, can this shy farm girl corral her cowboy once and for all?
His Little Cowgirl by Laylah Roberts: She moved halfway around the world to be his little cowgirl but is it everything she dreamed it would be?
In Deep Waters by Alyssa Bailey: She didn’t care for cowboys but when danger comes calling, she finds she may have misjudged one.
Kidnapped by the Cowboy by Sierra Cartwright: He was supposed to protect her, not fall in love with her.
Knockin’ the Boots by Peyton Banks: She was his best friend’s sister and should have been off-limits.
Marrying the Murderer by Vanessa Brooks: Caught between a rock and a hard place, what choice did she have?
Meri’s Man by Laura Garland: Lost in the middle of the Nevada desert the only saving grace that lassos all my problems together and turns my frown upside down – a sexy guy on a horse.
Mountain Blue by Alta Hensley: Their icy beginning soon turns to a passion hot enough to melt the blizzard outside.
The Painted Lady by Raisa Greywood: People say strong fences make good neighbors. No amount of barbed wire is going to make a Sidhe and a cougar shifter get along. But fate has other plans.
Rescued by Her Cowboys by Isabella Laase: When lonely Rosie Meyers finds herself in trouble with the local bullies, two stern cowboys take her into their home, but can all three of them find a future together?
River’s Edge by Maggie Ryan: The tomboy next door had grown up to be a woman of sass and fire that set this cowboy aflame.
Rogue Cowboy by Linzi Basset: She bought a date with the notorious cowboy on a welfare auction… only she wasn’t prepared for the kind of date he had in mind.
Rogue’s Return by Desiree Holt: She’s in trouble, he’s supposed to protect her, but what about the heat that’s lasted twelve years?
Runaway Cowboy by Abby Aaron: Kyle Sanchez returns home to save his former lover’s ranch. Only she doesn’t need saving, and he left her with more responsibilities than he realized.
Stark White by Yolanda Olson: Some demons never manage to stay buried.
Trusting Her Cowboy by BJ Wane: Gavin McCullough knew his family obligations prevented him from accepting a human mate, but one look into Aislyn Lankford’s golden eyes and he couldn’t resist making her his.
Wait for Me, Cowboy by Mary Wehr: Her childish crush blossomed into love, but will he still see her as a spoiled brat in need of a spanking?
May 25, 2020
Submitting to the Doctor by BJ Wane
SUBMITTING TO THE DOCTOR
COWBOY DOMS, BOOK 7
by BJ WANE
He wanted nothing to do with her but couldn’t turn away from the sorrow reflected in her dark eyes.
Buy Link – AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B085RNG787
BLURB:
Following the death of her twin sister and the abuse of her sadistic ex-boyfriend, Lillian Gaines drove away from her home to flee her heart-wrenching grief. Exhausted, numb from sorrow, she drives into a snowstorm and ends up stranded on a Montana back road.
The last thing Doctor Mitchell Hoffstetter wanted was to put up a stranded motorist at his cabin, but seeing the bruises marring Lillian’s face stifles his irritation. He couldn’t help offering comfort when her grief kept her awake, and for all her sass and independence, she succumbed to his commands and touch without pause. They went their separate ways the next day unable to forget that one hour.
Mitchell soon discovers Lillian is living in the motel in town. He offers his garage apartment which leads to another opportunity to show she wasn’t as opposed to his dominance as she claimed. Lillian discovers a side of her she couldn’t control whenever Mitchell leveled one of those potent gazes her way and showed her ways of pleasure she never imagined she would embrace.
It takes a threat to Lillian’s life for Mitchell to admit his sassy, independent tenant and lover had found a way through his grief to his heart, but had they both waited too long to express their feelings or would he and their friends ride to her rescue in time for them to start over together?
This is book seven in the Cowboy Doms series but can be enjoyed independently.
Publisher’s Note: This contemporary western romance is intended for adults only. It contains elements of mystery, suspense, danger, sensual scenes, adult themes and power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.
Excerpt:
Lillian couldn’t help it, the desire to spend time with Mitchell outweighed her determination to forget him following his desertion as her doctor. When all she could think about was her reaction every time he leveled that focused gaze on her after Nan invited her to visit their club, she decided to give in to his offer and work towards getting him out of her system. It wouldn’t do for her to leave in a week or two and still have these mind-consuming, libido stirring thoughts about a man she wouldn’t see again.
Once they hit the highway, they limited their conversation to the evening until they reached Willow Springs and then he surprised her with his abrupt change of subject. “Are you considering visiting The Barn tomorrow night?”
His deep tone washed through her with its usual warmth, another reason she needed to do whatever was necessary to end this odd infatuation. “You heard that, huh?”
“Yes. And given your constant gripes about bossy men, I’m wondering why you would consider it.”
She sent him a teasing grin as he turned on his street. “How do you know it’s not just your high-handedness I’ve complained about?”
“Is it?” he returned with cool insistence.
Sighing, she admitted, “No. It’s not my thing, but I am curious.”
Pulling into the drive, he swung toward her as he cut the engine. “I didn’t prove you wrong about that last week?”
He would have to remind her of that. She wouldn’t deny what had been so obvious, but neither would she admit that meant she would enjoy a regular dose of his kinks. Instead, she planted another seed by saying, “Who knows? Maybe I’ll discover I get off on voyeurism. Goodnight, Doc. Thanks for the lift.”
Lillian’s hopes of getting away with having the last word were dashed when she’d no sooner gotten out of the vehicle and he was there, pinning her against the door with his towering, ripped body pressed against hers. She went hot, her heart rate tripping even as irritation over his domination rippled under her skin.
Before she could tell him to back off, he bent his head and nipped at her chin and then took her lower lip between his teeth and bit. The sharp sting ricocheted straight down to her pussy in an undeniable heated gush. Swallowing back a moan, she gripped his biceps and demanded in a hoarse voice, “What are you playing at, Mitchell?”
“Not playing, proving a point.” Gripping her shoulders, he spun her around and placed her hands on the hood of the SUV.
“I don’t care for your caveman tactics,” she stated, proud of her scornful, rigid tone despite her quivering muscles as he worked his hands inside her coat.
“So you say,” he returned with the same arrogance lacing his voice. “But your body says otherwise whenever I put my hands on you. Wonder why that is?”
Gripping her nipples, he plucked at the tender buds, and even through her sweater and bra, his pinch and rotation was strong enough to elicit another body quaking response. She wouldn’t fight it, or deny it, couldn’t if she wanted to get over it and move on.
“Lust is easy to explain,” she answered on a deeply indrawn breath.
“Now, there I can agree with you.” Mitchell released her nipples and moved back as fast as he’d commanded her senses.
AUTHOR BIO:
I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, Oscar, a lovable Goldendoodle. I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles. We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody. I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first books were strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense. My favorite genre to read is suspense.
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May 18, 2020
PK Corey is here with her new release Cassie’s Tale
Book two in the Cassie’s Space series
By: PK Corey
The ivory brush makes me want to fight or flee, but seeing the belt doubled in his hand turns me into a true submissive for the duration.
Buy Link:
Available in Kindle and paperback
Author’s note – This series of books looks into a loving look into a domestic discipline marriage. You’ll find that they have an active sex life, though you may have to use your imagination for the details. And you’ll find enough spanking to satisfy most anyone! But you’ll also find strong men and feisty women with fiercely loyal friendships and a love story that many would envy.
Blurb:
Cassie continues to live life to the fullest, from wheeling around in her new sports car to mastering the art of riding a motor scooter with no hands, she manages to keep Tom on his toes. The fly in the ointment is that Tom’s firm wants him back for a project and Cassie wants him all to herself. When Tom takes the job, Cassie is left lonely and bored – never a good combination for her.
Left to her own devices Cassie makes some poor decisions, frightening Sue and causing Tom to lower the boom. Tom’s new schedule for Cassie, including her getting a job, leaves her little time to get herself in trouble – yet she still manages.
Excerpt:
Minutes into my shower, Tom came in. I had a fleeting hope that he would be joining me, but he went right back out. When I stepped from the shower I realized that he had come in to get my robe and all the towels except one small one, not even large enough to go around me, the old devil.
I dried off the best I could, took a deep breath, and came out. Tom sat in the chair holding the ivory brush. That damn brush. He just sat there not saying anything, so I crawled up on the bed. I had nothing to lose, so I started, “Tom, you were the one who backed out on our plans. All I did was come on a quick vacation to a safe place with my friends. We didn’t do anything wrong.”
“You really don’t think you did anything wrong?” he asked. “If this trip was such a good idea, why didn’t you call me to let me know about it?” I felt like I could have argued my point better if I weren’t sitting naked while he sat there fully dressed. But such was my situation.
He came over to the bed, shaking his head. “I don’t even think you’re buying what you’re saying. I certainly don’t. Girl, you left the country. You flew nearly three thousand miles from me without so much as a word.” He shook his head again and, gently pulling me to my feet, he sat on the bed and firmly pulled me across his lap.
Resting that hateful brush against my bottom he said, “You know how I feel about not knowing where you are, and leaving the country…” Then he started with that brush so hard, I thought I’d leap out of my skin.
I knew he was aggravated and worried for a while, but really with that hateful, hateful brush, you would think that there could be some type of warm-up for the woman he loved. It seemed that he began full force. I don’t always cry during a spanking, but tears came quickly this time.
I felt like he was spanking with a hot iron and way too fast. He continued to lecture. Could someone please explain what the lecture is supposed to accomplish during a spanking? Surely, he couldn’t believe I was really listening. I could tell he continued to talk, but having my bottom scorched did not make following his conversation the first thing on my mind.
When he stopped and started rubbing, as bad as it had been, I had expected worse. I still wasn’t really listening until I heard him say that was for day one. The realization that this was day three sank in just before he started again.
Author Bio
Meet PK Corey
After spending thirty-six years in two careers I liked just fine, I’ve finally found my dream career as a writer. I’ve been happily married for thirty-six-years and my sweet husband has gotten used to the unique experience of living with a writer. He is very encouraging and an excellent editor when he’s pressed into service.
I’ve been intrigued by spanking stories since before I first saw Ricky spank Lucy. Stories of this nature were hard to come by before the Internet and the ones I found were a little harsh on discipline and very much lacking in love. So, I made up my own stories and enjoyed these in my head for years. I finally began writing them down. Although the lovely women in my stories are spanked often, the love between them and their men takes top priority.
My Cassie’s Space series shows a mature couple who are deeply in love. Despite loving Cassie’s free-spirited ways, Tom is determined to keep her safe, even if it takes a trip over his knee. And with her friend Sue by her side and all they get into, a trip over his knee is very likely. My Cal’s Law series, is about a younger couple. Though they come from very different backgrounds, love and discipline draw them together.
I love my husband, my kids, my cats, reading, writing and hearing from my readers. You can contact me at pk.corey@yahoo.com
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May 4, 2020
Bound To The Commander by Libby Campbell
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Bound to the Commander
by Libby Campbell
Pepper knows power changes people. Soon she’ll learn how being powerless changes people too. Survival dema nds it.
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When rumors of twenty-three-year-old orphan Pepper Thornback’s incredible healing abilities reach the ruling Tribunal, Commander Quinn Garrick sets out to bring her to the capital. Pepper is given no choice in the matter, and when she attempts an escape during the journey she is taken over his knee for a sound spanking and then stripped bare for a painful, embarrassing switching.
More humiliating still, upon reaching their destination Quinn informs Pepper that she will be his ward for the duration of her stay and he will not hesitate to deal firmly with any disobedience.
Despite her blushing indignation at being treated in such a shameful manner, Quinn’s stern dominance arouses Pepper deeply, and when he takes her in his arms and claims her properly she is left utterly spent and satisfied. But when Pepper makes a shocking discovery concerning the fate of her parents, will the revelation strengthen her bond with Quinn or tear them apart forever?
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Back home, Quinn led Pepper into his study. He sat down in his armchair and pulled her on his lap, holding her in a gentle embrace.
“I want to spank you tonight. You said yes. Did you mean it?”
“I did,” she said. “But why?”
“You’re asking me why you said yes?” He sounded amused.
She laughed. “No. I’m asking you why you wanted to.”
“Because I want to leave my mark on you. I want to claim you as mine. Again. I’ll ask you the same question: why did you say yes?”
She exhaled a heavy sigh and, for the first time that night, her shoulders slumped. Her body curled into a small C. “Ever since Ezmar and Renee persuaded me to get this dress, I’ve been nervous. When I stepped onto the red carpet at the theater and saw all those people gawking at us, my worry went through the roof. Right until the music started, I was wound up as tight as a spring. When you suggested the spanking, I was hypnotized by the beauty of the moment. I’d never felt anything like being in that theater with such beautiful music washing through me.”
“And?”
“The music reminded me of being spanked, the change in pace, the change in energy. It made me long for the surrender that I’ve only ever felt with you. I can’t explain it but when I’m over your knee, submitting to you, I feel freer than at any other time. I don’t like the pain. I’d do anything to stop it while it’s happening, but I like the letting go, the being whole in the moment with you.”
This was what Quinn had been waiting for. He hadn’t wanted to seduce her when she was under duress. He’d been hoping for a sign that she liked the things he liked.
Now it was here. She was telling him that she wanted to be spanked. But he wanted her to say it out loud and unambiguously. “Then I should spank you tonight?”
“Yes. I think it would be a good idea. Especially if you want me with you tomorrow to welcome the admiral and princess. The music relaxed me, but the spanking will stay with me longer.” She turned her head away shyly, as if embarrassed by her own desire. He guided her face back to his and kissed her tenderly and long.
She raked her hands through his hair. “You have beautiful hair,” she whispered, nibbling his earlobe. “I love it when it’s wild like this.”
Her warm breath on his neck sent a shiver down his spine. That was the other signal he’d been waiting for: that she wanted more than just the release of a spanking. She wanted him, his cock. His seed inside her.
He covered his lust with a light chuckle. “It’s late and we have to be up early tomorrow. What must be at last should happen soon. Now in fact. But not here. My bedroom is a better place for what is to follow.”
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Don’t miss any of Libby Campbell’s great books:
The Lighthouses of Devmaer, a fantasy-sci fi romp:
Bound to the Admiral, book 1
Bound to the Commander, book 2
Bound to the Past, prequel
Time Travel:
Christmas romance:
Contemporary Romance:
Romancing the Coast – a 3 book box set. Individual titles available separately.
Simon in Charge – a 3 book box-set. Individual titles available separately.
Libby Campbell in her own words:
My romance novels feature strong, self-reliant women and the powerful men who love them. Romantic by nature, I write the stories I want to read: those that feature a spicy power exchange and deliver a sting in the tale.
Canadian by birth, I also lived in Australia for a couple of decades. While living there I overcame my aversion to saucer-sized spiders and, as a condition of marriage to my Aussie Prince Charming, I swore a lifelong allegiance to the Melbourne Football Club.
Then family called and my husband and I packed up and moved. We now live on a rocky island on Canada’s West Coast, close to beaches that once were frequented by smugglers and rumrunners.
My passions are reading and writing. I adore all animals and love hiking, beachcombing, and an occasional night of dancing.
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Question and answers with Libby Campbell
What was your inspiration for this book?
I planned the entire series about a year ago and sketched out the different continents then. So At that time, I envisioned Elsinania’s culture as being well regulated and harmonious on the surface but troubled when examined closer.
Of course the pandemic in the series is much milder than anything we are seeing here now but at first the coincidence unnerved me a lot.
In this book, it was great fun setting the daughter of a dissident on a collision course with the authoritarian commander.
Why fantasy?
Sometimes I find planet earth a bit of a discouraging place. I wanted to create an escape, another world, with problems that are resolved and happy ever after moments.
I made that decision long before the bumping and bruising ride that arrived with the COVID19 virus. Now more than ever we need an escape. At least I do.
Colored socks?
That little detail was borrowed from a certain religious sect here in Canada. One of my friends grew up on a farm next to their communal property. The girls were only allowed bright colored socks until they were married. He told me that the girl who wore most shocking, brightest socks always flirted with him. Pepper isn’t that boy-crazy but she liked her bright socks as a way of personal expression.
April 27, 2020
Two Truths and a Lie by Daryl Devoré
The legend of Robin Hood and Maid Marian with a twenty-first-century twist.
If you love hot, billionaire romances, then this is a must read.
From the author of the Two Hearts One Love Trilogy, multi-published, hot romance author Daryl Devoré’s latest book revolves around deceit, betrayal, passion and the theft of a multi-million-dollar, rare, red diamond.
The legend of Robin Hood and Maid Marian with a twenty-first-century twist. If you love hot, billionaire romances, then this is a must read.
From the author of the Two Hearts One Love Trilogy, multi-published, hot romance author Daryl Devoré’s latest book revolves around deceit, betrayal, passion and the theft of a multi-million-dollar, rare, red diamond.
As if multiple planes crashes, a car accident, and a concussion isn’t enough, carefree Byn and straight-laced billionaire, Mark clash over Byn’s need for independence and Mark’s struggle with guilt pushing him in the opposite direction of love. When an art forger, an art thief and a ninety-five-year-old woman get involved the chance for true love for Byn and Mark fades.
All is lost until a children’s game is their only hope.
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Try out this hot little excerpt to whet your appetite…
A crack of thunder startled me. I twisted my neck around. Through the open curtains, I could see the windows were drenched with water. “It’s raining.”
“It’s England.” He pressed tiny kisses down my neck and nipped that point where shoulder meets throat.
Mark tightened his grip around my waist then shifted to carry me back to the bedroom. He stopped. “Bed’s too far away.” He turned and lowered my back to the dining room table. The wood was cold against my flesh. He slid his hands up my thighs and fondled my sex. “I’ve fought this, but all I want is you. I need you. I need us.” He slipped two fingers inside me.
I closed my eyes, grinding my hips against his hand as a moan rumbled in my throat. A hunger which demanded to be fed.
This was the Mark that I’d waited for. He’d released the control that gripped him; the rules of society, and etiquette. Now, he was giving himself to me. He wanted to be my lover.
I locked gazes with him. “I want you.”
He leaned forward and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Using the tip of his tongue, he twirled around it then pulled back and let it pop out from between his lips. His hand continued to slide in and out of me. His thumb circling my clit. That first hint of release pulsed.
I clenched my muscles. “I want you in me. Hurry!”
He kissed a trail from one breast to the other. “Can’t. No protection.”
I grabbed both sides of his head. “Mark! Dammit! I need you. Fuck me.”
Slowing his strokes, he slipped his hand out, lifted me and positioned me over his full erection, carefully lowering my hips. His movement felt like fine silk across my smooth skin. I lapped my tongue up the side of his neck and nipped his earlobe, hissing as he shifted his hips upward then pulling back.
That sexual beast that lived inside me reared its head. I planted my mouth on his and drove my tongue between his teeth. He matched my movement with his cock. I slid out. He pulled back. I drove in. He thrust upward.
My moans mixed with the sounds of the wind and the rain on the window.
He moved around and pressed my back on the wall. Reaching up with his right hand, Mark flicked my left nipple. His twirling it between his thumb and forefinger made me grind my hips on him.
I released his mouth, arching my head back. “I’m close. Harder.”
“No.” He pulled back. His chest heaving.
“Yes.”
It sounded like a snarl, and I meant it.
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Two writers in one. Daryl Devoré writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines and sweet romances with little to no heat. Daryl has several published books available on Amazon in ebook or print book and available at other book retailers via D2D.
Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and 2 cats. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.
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April 20, 2020
Taken as Theirs by Kryssie Fortune
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Kryssie Fortune
As a fertile woman in an infertile world, no wonder she was TAKEN AS THEIRS
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Blurb:
As a breeder–one of the few fertile women left in a ruined, plague-ravaged world–Cassie would fetch a handsome price at auction, and selling her to the highest bidder was exactly what her captors had in mind… until two fearsome beasts decided to take her for themselves.
Eli and Dane have chosen Cassie for their mate, and when she makes a foolish attempt at escape she quickly ends up tearfully promising obedience as her bare bottom is soundly and shamefully punished. Her body’s response to their stern dominance cannot be denied, however, and it isn’t long before she is screaming out her intense, helpless pleasure as she is roughly and thoroughly claimed. But will Eli and Dane’s pack accept a human girl or will Cassie be an outsider forever?
Here is a sexy excerpt:
Eli smirked as he leaned against the nearest boulder. Beside him, Dane grinned like a schoolboy. Once he’d shoved his hair from his face, Eli turned to Cassie. “You owe us a forfeit. Lie on the blanket and make yourself come.”
They both growled when she shook her head and looked around for her clothes. “No way. Never. I can’t do that, not with you watching.”
Dane’s gaze smoldered with heat. “We won, and you owe us.”
Aware of Dane’s joy, Eli felt a weight lift from his shoulders. Around Cassie, his brother seemed freer and wilder, more the way he’d been before the incident scarred his face. If Cassie hadn’t already claimed his heart, he’d love her for making Dane smile. She was the perfect mate for them, and come the next full moon, they’d claim her as theirs. They just needed to bring their pack mates home. That and prepare her for public nudity and ropes.
“Do all humans welch on their bets?” he teased.
Cassie shook her head. “I’m embarrassed. Can’t I pay my forfeit another way?”
Face faux stern, eyes shining, Eli pulled himself erect. “Lie on the blanket. Let us see you finger your beautiful nipples until they bead. I want to see their red tips hard and pointy.”
Chewing at her lower lip, she sank onto the blanket. Eli’s eyes shone in excitement. Even Dane looked expectant and happy as he commanded, “Lie back and pluck at your nipples. Tease them until they turn hard.”
Slowly, hesitantly, she cupped her breasts. The delighted smile on his brother’s face made Eli want to turn cartwheels and cheer. Unaware of Eli’s scrutiny, Dane’s gaze never left her face.
“Pinch your nipples,” Dane ordered.
Closing her eyes, she stroked and pinched them as he’d demanded. Her nipples hardened instantly.
Eli sounded hoarse when he commanded, “I want you looking at us when you come. Open your eyes.”
Her cheeks turned scarlet, but she did as he’d said.
“Good girl,” Eli praised. “Is your sweet cunny wet yet? Spread your legs and let me see your cum smearing your thighs. It’s thick and creamy, a delicious treat that spills out of your pussy.”
About Kryssie Fortune
Kryssie lives by the beach and loses track of time when she writes. Her days are full of dashing regency rakes, former soldiers so handsome they make her drool, and the sexiest werewolves ever. The odd vampire makes it in there too, but when he does, he’s drop dead gorgeous.
Her pet hates are unhappy endings and cliff hangers. She guarantees you won’t find either in her books. Her books sizzle with sensual heat, but story always comes before sex. Even when part of a series, her books can be read as stand-alone romance.
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