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Abby's Bluff by Heather Hart

Abielle O'Sullivan's world is turned on its axis when her boyfriend is killed in a motorcycle crash. To break the ensuing months-long cycle of self-destructive grief, her bestie, Miah, buys plane tickets and first class accommodation for a mad-ass weekend in Las Vegas. On their very first night, Abby meets Joel; an aloof but streetwise card sharp who is drawn to the cautious and sad-eyed beauty. He encourages the two friends to try their hands at the poker tables.
When Miah gets out-of-control drunk and loses more than she can pay, Joel offers Abby an unusual way out of the jam. Depending upon who wins one game of high-card, the alpha male will either cover Miah's losses, or Abby will become his sex slave for the duration of the rest of her stay in Vegas. Desperately wanting to help her friend, Abby is sorely tempted by his offer, even though she is not a gambling woman. Finally, she takes a chance and plays the game.
When she loses the draw, Abby's once limited sexual horizons are pushed to their limits.
With his understanding and sympathetic nature, however, Joel could prove to be more than a means to heal the hurt from her past. In fact, he might just be the one man she'd always dreamed of. Then again, he could also be a conman. In the end, only she can decide what her limits are.
And what happens after that is anyone's game.

Abby doesn't gamble. But when her friend's happiness is at stake, she risks her own body, betting on one crucial turn of the cards.

Excerpt:

"And bring random women."
"You're fishing again."
I wiggled my butt at him.  "I'm not the pervy one into donkeys."
He laughed. "I'm not into donkeys, you twit. I just love nature. You can lose yourself in the city, sometimes. I come out here to remind myself that Vegas is just an illusion. And you know exactly what I mean, you mischievous minx."
I did. But it was fun to string him along for a bit. I walked a little way off, following some loose tumbleweed, imagining what it would be like to drift so randomly free. But then I looked back to see if Joel was watching me. He was just a foot or so away, and had that look, so I knew I was in for it.
"Take your dress off."
"Here? Out in the open?"
"You know the rules, Abby. Do not question me when we play."
"Yes, oh, masterful one."
"You'll be punished for that."
I laughed, but played along. This time, my heart stopped more from the fear of being seen by others than from being naked in front of him. But I was growing used to obeying his commands. I removed my hat, pulled my dress over my head, and stood there, exposed to the elements and the burro. I prayed at least he'd avert his innocent eyes.
"And the rest. Take those off, too. You can put the hat back on. I don't want you getting sunstroke."
This time I took everything off quickly. The longer I dragged this out, the greater the chance of discovery.
"Now drop to your knees."

Heather Hart is a British novelist and short story writer.  Her pen names include P J Perryman and Jill Jackson. She currently lives in Maryland with two fat cats just a few doors away from her adopted American family.  Heather dreams of having a NY Times best seller and being hugged by Benedict Cumberbatch. She's not fussy about which one comes first. Unless there’s chocolate. Sweet Lord, please! Feed her chocolate.

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Don’t miss these exciting titles by Jill Jackson and Blushing Books!
Jingle Belles
Lady Charity and the Guilty Pleasure

And these as P.J. Perryman:
Rosaline and the Marquis
A Bride for Lord Esher
Drench the Wench

About the Author:
How much of your books are realistic?
                    The settings and scenes may exist - but the storylines are fictional. That said, every author is touched by the world we live in - how could it be otherwise? My characters have inherited traits from people I have known, loved and hated. Course, unlike real people you can’t actually shag them, but maybe technology will catch up one day and you might be able to, who knows?
And yes, I’m British.

Born In London I am proud to say I now write for Blushing Books. I’ll pen whatever pops into my head, and lately that’s been erotica and fantasy. I like feisty chicks with a kick-ass attitude to life - the sex goes with the character - so like a snug pair of panties  I write what suits them, and not necessarily what everyone’s expecting. All my characters are flawed, including my heroes, because I like them to learn something as they move through the story. If they’re on a journey; then so are you, the reader, and I think that’s more fun.
 
If you like what I do please share your experience with me at: authorheatherhart@gmail.com.
 
I welcome honest reviews on Amazon or anywhere else that posts them. I do read them, and it not only helps me understand if I’m doing my job for you, but it also highlights areas where I could improve. Like all my colleagues at Blushing I perpetually strive to be a better writer and your feedback helps, it really does.
 
Thank you, and Happy Reading!
 

Realizing Her Dream by Maggie Ryan and Laurel Jane

When Casey Reeves loses her husband to an unexpected heart attack, she gives herself a new mantra: To live life as if it were an amazing adventure, as every single day matters.
Unfortunately, one of the things on her bucket list looks far better on paper, and when Casey finds herself up in a plane, strapped to a tall, handsome man, about to undertake her very first parachute jump, she realizes that she'd do just about anything to be able to back out.


Paul Jackson has been a parachute instructor ever since he retired early, and has seen his fair share of terrified women, but when Casey hysterically promises to do anything he asks in return for being able to return to solid ground safely—even let him spank her—he's amused, and not a little intrigued. He's also more than willing to accept her bargain.


Casey finds herself taking a leap of faith—in more ways than one. The two begin their journey together, spending some time on a luxurious yacht, in a tropical rainforest and even in a ranch in outback Australia, as they work their way through her list.


What they discover is that life has a tendency not to follow carefully designed plans. With Paul beside her, Casey quickly learns that living every day to its fullest entails far more than she’d ever imagined. And by her side throughout the action, danger and laughter is a man who not only has no hesitation in reddening her bottom when she deserves it, but can send her soaring into ecstasy with a single look or a touch of his hand.


Finding a new love to equal—or even exceed—her old one was not even on Casey's bucket list but now that she has, can they make it work? Is Paul really the man of her dreams?


Best-selling author Maggie Ryan and newcomer Laurel Jane have put their heads and their pens together to come up with this, an exciting tale of romance, lust, love, spanking and adventure. If the subject of domestic discipline or explicit erotica offends you, please do not read this book.

Excerpt:
"Put your hands above your head," Paul ordered, his words causing his warm breath to waft over her sensitive flesh. "Keep them there. I wish to feast on my dessert without your interference." Once her hands were clasping the railing of the headboard, he lowered his mouth to her sex, his tongue nudging her outer lips open until he was able to press between the delicate pink petals of her inner lips to sink into her heat. He was rewarded with a gush of her cream, which he slowly and languidly lapped up.
"Delicious," he said as he smacked his lips, his eyes finding hers. "You taste like honey." She quivered in his hands as he lowered his mouth again to suckle, nip and then bite at her skin until she was pressing her hips up, begging for more.
"Come for me, Casey. I want you to fill my mouth with your sweet cream." His words ended as he drew her clit into his mouth, pressing the throbbing bud against the roof of his mouth as his tongue lashed it and two thick fingers drove into her pussy. Within a few strokes, she was tensing, her muscles clenched in preparation of exploding. When he bit down hard, he drove her over the cliff and her hands flew off the rails to hold his head to her as she convulsed again and again, his tongue and teeth never letting go until she was attempting to push his head away.
"Naughty," he said after finally releasing her clit. He moved to sit back on his heels and pulled her legs back together before pushing them up to expose her bottom. The diaper position gave him absolute control as he held her ankles in one hand, and used the other to spank the taut skin of her upper thighs before moving to the plump globes of her ass. His hand was hard as he swatted her bottom until she was bucking for another reason.

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His Captive Mortal, by Renee Rose

When a young special education teacher unwittingly attracts the attention of a strange man on her late night walk home, she winds up with a supernatural guest she can’t evict. For some reason, Charlie, the dominant immortal believes she is of fairy descent and has magical powers. He demands her complete submission and cooperation, refusing to free her until she promises to help him.


Charlie sees the power in Sasha and believes she has the ability to undo the curse placed on him by a jealous lover one hundred years before. He also loves toying with the feisty mortal, doling out humiliating punishments while arousing a lust in her that leaves them both hungry for satisfaction.


His habit of emotional detachment crumbles as he falls for Sasha, yet when he discovers she carries a secret that relates to his past, the betrayal nearly destroys him. He must decide whether he can ever trust a woman, or give into instinct and walk away from what might be his only chance at love and redemption.


**This book was previously released as Loose Morals by Darling Adams. It has been edited for re-release**


Publishers Note: This book contains elements of BDSM including spanking, bondage and erotic sex scenes.

Excerpt:
He whirled and caught her wrist so quickly she didn’t see it happen, but outrage registered on his features, fangs elongating as he hissed.
She screamed at the sight, a fresh batch of adrenaline coursing through her veins.
Wrestling the dowel from her, he snatched her up around the waist and carried her, kicking and squirming to her living room.
Oh God, she was done for now. She should’ve eaten a head of garlic or had some other defense ready against getting drained by a thirsty leech.
He plopped down on her sofa and, to her surprise, flopped her face down over his lap. “That was extremely rude,” he informed her, slapping her upturned ass. “I expect a more gracious welcome when I come to call.” He smacked her again.
Something between a laugh and a sob burst out of her when he began to spank her in earnest, her relief at not becoming vamp-food so immediate. But then, he might be just getting his jollies before he bit her vein. She struggled against his hold, but his arm around her waist was like steel. Well, duh—he probably had superhuman strength.
He began to strike harder and she wriggled against the sting, though it was thankfully muffled by her jeans. In some bizarre coping mechanism, she began to count the slaps. By thirty-five, her butt was on fire, the pain growing exponentially with each new smack.
“Ow! Stop it!” she protested, but he continued to punish her without answering.
The absurdity of lying over a vampire’s lap for a spanking struck her and she began to giggle out loud, her shock and stress coming out in a rush of sobbing laughs.
He stopped and she sagged in relief, thinking it was over only to realize his hand was at the button of her jeans. He hauled her to her feet and held her legs, looking up into her eyes. Her face grew warm under his gaze, and heat snaked through her core, running down her inner thighs, all the way to her arches.
There was a reason vampires were regarded as sexy. The fury had disappeared from the immortal’s expression and the fangs had receded. Now he held only amused, if not arrogant command. “Pull down your pants.”


Renee Rose is a naughty author and kinkster who loves writing about hot alpha males, Dominance/submission and power exchanges. Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, her books are all centered around kink. You can sign up for her newsletter by clicking here: http://buff.ly/1e7uDz9

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Come check out, Dating Wars, by Raven Rayne

Finding love in all the wrong places.
 
When a serial rapist and murderer targets women on an online dating website, FBI Agent Leslie Hunter must pose as a potential match at a bar. How hard could it be? She’s been dating online for years.
 
While undercover, Leslie meets a handsome gentleman. She can’t tell Kevin her profession without ruining the investigation. How long can she keep this man out of danger without revealing she’s an FBI Agent?
 
A taste of pole dancing, phone sex, and spankings combined with a lick of danger. A romantic erotica story that’s sure to leave your heart racing and pleased afterwards.

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“Hey sexy.” I hear Kaitlyn’s voice and my eyes widen glancing up, as the dancers are once again on the bar.
 
“Kai?” I can’t stop myself from calling her by name. I’ve always seen the dark-haired agent in a pants suit, one rare occasion a skirt. This is something else entirely.
 
Kevin removes his drink from the bar. “You know the dancer?”
 
Kaitlyn is up there wearing nothing more than a red g-string bikini. Her brunette locks cascade down her back and her makeup looks like a hooker must have put it on her. She’s got thick turquoise eyeliner and lime green glittery eye shadow.
 
“Long story. We used to work together.” It’s not a lie but in the way Kevin’s mind is ticking, he must think I had been an exotic dancer. Not the case! Though, what harm could come from him believing it to be true? It is safer for everyone, than Kevin knowing I’m working undercover.
 
Kevin laughs and his cheeks redden. I’m guessing it’s the beer. He’s looking over Kaitlyn a little too intimately and long for my pleasure.
 
“Quite a story, I bet,” Kevin says. “Maybe you can share it on our second date?” Grab the first book in the series!

Burning Desire by Ravyn Rayne

Federal Agent Chronicles Book One

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Ravyn is a sassy, fun-loving, and adventure-seeking young woman. She loves to travel and can’t wait for her next vacation, wherever it might be.

Ravyn writes romantic erotica. She began writing romance novels in college, spending her down time either reading a book or writing fiction. Please don’t make her choose between the two, she loves them equally.

She has been published professionally since 2013. Prefer less steamy novels? Try her out here.

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His Passionate Pioneer, by Maggie Ryan

I'm pleased to share the incomparable, Maggie Ryan's, new book today.  His Passionate Pioneer, raced up the charts and is currently #1 in Erotic Westerns.

Anna Martin has never lived her life in accordance with what others might think. Now, hiding behind the trunk of a tree, she's beginning to truly regret that fact. Listening to her reputation being ripped apart is making her suspect that her Ma's warnings are most likely coming true. After all, what man would ever consider courting-let alone wedding-a woman who never stops to consider what consequences her actions might have?
Richard Andrews has just returned to Crooked Creek after being gone for three years. The day he'd left, he'd heard Anna screeching that she hated being a girl. He'd also seen her spirit as her Pa had picked her up, turned her across his knee and given her a spanking. Richard has secretly loved Anna for years, and has returned to claim the feisty little copper-haired girl who has grown into a beautiful woman. He loves her spirit and her determination, and knows both will serve her well. Without her by his side, the dream he is working so hard to fulfill would be worthless. He wants the angel he knows she is-as well as the wanton lover he can detect in her flashing eyes. By the time they reached a marriage agreement, she'd know that she was loved and could always count on him to keep her in line-even if that means turning his  passionate   pioneer  over his knee on a regular basis. Now all he has to do is convince her to trust him; convince her to become his wife.
Can Anna push aside her pride and actually turn to another for help? She remembers Mr. Andrews very well from when she was just fifteen years old. She'd been devastated when he'd simply ridden away that day. Why was he back, and what did he mean when he asked her to trust him? All she really knew was that, the moment he took her hand, her heart was lost...

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Excerpt:

She began her stroll, not admitting to herself that she'd purposefully chosen a path around the wagons in order to avoid James seeing her. Humming, she walked down the road, the sun beating on her back, a cool breeze on her face. As she neared the outskirts of the town, she could see some buildings, and people walking on the wooden sidewalks just a short distance ahead. Her excitement grew and she smiled at a woman who was sweeping the porch in front of a small house on the edge of the town. The woman waved and called out a greeting. Anna returned it, her voice happy and carefree.
Anna didn't realize how far she had traveled into the town until she felt someone grab her. Screaming, she kicked out with her feet as she was lifted completely off the ground. Her heart pounded and she screamed for Richard at the top of her lungs, straining against the incredibly tight hold. She was hauled around and saw that her husband was the one holding her. Her voice cut off in mid-scream.
"Damn it, Richard, you scared me to death! Hell's bells, don't you ever do that again!" She held a palm against her pounding heart and breathed a huge sigh of relief—one that didn't relax her as she saw his face. She immediately began to struggle again; she had seen him disappointed, she had seen him upset, but never had she seen him so angry.
"Just what in the hell were you thinking, Annabelle Rose!" he thundered. "I told you to stay at the wagon. What are you doing in the middle of town?"
Middle of town? I had only meant to go to the very edge and no further. Annabelle swallowed hard and watched as several men, including Mr. Morgan, stepped out of the storefront to witness what the ruckus was all about. Seeing Richard's men, she lowered her eyes, her face flaming.
"Answer me young lady," Richard ordered, still holding her arms tightly.
Anna winced. "I just wanted to see a little. I just meant to walk to the edge. I swear I didn't mean to come this far. Please don't be mad at me." Grabbing for anything that might make the look of fury in his eyes lessen, she continued. "Don't worry, I did the clothes first—well, mostly."

Author's Bio:
Maggie Ryan
Author for Blushing Books.  I write both contemporary erotica and historical spanking romances.  I enjoy writing about characters that enjoy the provocative D/S lifestyle of today’s times as well as taking a step back into the past to write stories that take place in the Victorian era with age-play as a theme. 
I live in the great Lone Star state with my wonderful husband.  I have always loved reading.  Growing up in a family with four children, it was difficult finding a place to be alone.  I was probably one of the squeakiest clean girls on the planet as I would spend hours in the tub so I could read without being bothered.  It wasn’t long before I began to make up my own endings to the books I was reading.  From there, it just seemed natural to begin writing my own stories.

I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head.  I admit to being somewhat of a romantic though as my stories always must have a great deal of love, passion, corporal discipline and, of course, great, mind-blowing sex.  I want my readers to be able to see, hear, feel and know the characters that I’m creating as well as I do when I bring them to life and transfer their stories to paper.  I want my women to be strong of character but also strong enough to know that submission given in love and trust to your partner does not make you weaker, it makes you far stronger.    I want my men to be sexy, strong, demanding alpha males who know how to take what they want while acknowledging it is a gift they have been blessed with by the women that have chosen to submit to them.  I want there to be no doubt that they truly would die for the other no matter how others might view their relationship.


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Don’t miss these exciting titles by Maggie Ryan and Blushing Books!
Charming Isabella
Louisa Revealed: Women of Wintercrest Book 1
Lord Edward’s Law: Women of Wintercrest Book 2
Claimed: Women of Wintercrest Book 3
Lucy Surrenders:  Women of Wintercrest Book 4
Summer Solace
Becoming His: The Teaching of Rebecca
Lucy’s Journey Home:  Hunter’s Ridge Book 1
Homecoming: Hunter’s Ridge Book 2
Reunion: Hunter’s Ridge Book 3
Designed for Submission: Divine Designs Book 1
A Submissive's Dream: Divine Designs Book 2
Treasured Submission
Haven’s Promise: Divine Designs Book 3
The Christmas Pickle
A Submissive’s Gift: Divine Designs Book 4
Rosie’s Resolutions (Masters of the Castle)
My Charming Valentine (Corbin’s Bend)
Miss Summers’ School: Lessons in Submission, Book One
Ever  Lasting Hope (Corbin’s Bend)
Realizing Her Dream (w/ Laurel Jane)
His Passionate Pioneer


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Amelia

    “Black is such a dreary color,” he said conversationally as he lifted her skirts over her head and yanked down her pantalettes.  “I find I much prefer red, although the creamy color of your bottom is appealing too.  Let’s try for a vivid pink, shall we?” he suggested, rubbing her bottom briskly.
     “Hugh, please don’t do this,” she cried, her voice muffled by her skirt and petticoat.
     Hugh took a moment to uncover her head.
     “Can you breathe, my love?”
     “Yes,” she snapped back, clenching her fists in the covers.
     “Good.  I want to make sure you have plenty of air.”
    “Are you going to choke me also?” she sassed.
     “No, but I want to hear every mournful cry as you apologize profusely,” he said giving her a smack on her ass.  “Besides, it will go with your dress.”
   

     “If it’s an apology you want, I give it freely, gladly.”
    “Oh, sweetheart, that’s nice to hear.  It will not get you out of the spanking you so richly deserve, but still I appreciate the effort,” he said, patting her gently.
     “You are a bastard,” she screamed, repeating the word that floated up the stairs moments ago.
     Five rapid swats immediately burned her cheeks.  Amelia had no time to draw a breath to scream before she was crying.
     “Disrespect is not something I will tolerate, Amelia.  I am the much loved son of a hard-working Scotsman and a slightly crazy Frenchwoman who have been married for many years.”
     “I’m sorry,” she sniffed, wishing she dared to reach back and soothe her hot bottom.
    “You are free to do all the things women do when they are getting their bottoms blistered, but you will not call me names,” he informed her, “or we will be repeating this when we get home.”
    Amelia nodded miserably.


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Grace, Book Two in the series is also available.

Unfailing Love by Bella Bryce

Please welcome author, Bella Bryce, sharing book five in her Waldorf Manor Series, Unfailing Love.

Bella is a 28-year-old English writer of clean adult niche market smacky bottoms fiction published exclusively with Blushing Books. 

Synopsis:
Love is a decision. It isn’t a fleeting emotion, and it stands firm when everything else is shaken. Brayden James has learned through raising his adopted daughter, Alice, that discipline is only part of what is required to establish stability. When a devastating incident causes Alice to see the reality of her prior circumstances, she is affirmed once again in her life at Waldorf. Brayden’s healing love is exactly what she needs, and his blossoming relationship with Anabelle Grayson mirrors that in its purest form. Brayden and Ana are now exploring the facets of their courtship between the deeply desired accountability system of domestic discipline and some rather amusing scenarios.
The fifth book in the series turns particular attention to Waldorf and where it all began, giving the reader a close-up look at the man who thought he lost everything he loved when his parents died. With glimpses at the supporting cast of the series, we learn how the boundaries of marriage are built when love is at the heart of relationships. What began as Alice’s story of forgiveness and healing has turned an entire social circle to focus on their need for unmovable, sacrificial and unfailing love.

Excerpt:
    Ana didn’t want to apologize again.  It wouldn’t do the situation justice.  He had been very patient for the last six weeks. 
    “It’s time you become accountable to me, Anabelle.  Properly accountable.”      Brayden looked directly into her eyes.  He would have kissed her if it weren’t completely inappropriate timing.  The way she breathed inward was enough of a response to indicate her compliance.  She wanted nothing more than to get herself over Brayden’s twenty-nine year old tailored suit trousers and get smacked for misbehaving.  “Come here.”  He broke their eye contact as he walked toward the Chesterfield sofa.  She felt wobbly on her legs again as she followed him to the seating area in front of the fireplace.  “We’ve not done this before but I assure you it is exactly what it seems like it’s going to be.”
    Anabelle’s face burned with embarrassment as Brayden took one of her hands.  She never intended to be rude or distracted, although her wide-eyed anticipatory manner suggested otherwise.  “Brayden.”   
    “Sir.”
    “Sir,” Ana repeated and her chest stung delightfully at his quick reprimand.  She could almost feel her heart bursting with joyous confetti.  His leading was intoxicating. 
    “What is it?”  He didn’t want it to become habit that Anabelle started conversation right as she was to be put across his knee, but he also knew she must be feeling some trepidation at the unfamiliarity of the moment. 
    “Nothing, Sir,” she replied, quietly.  She had absolutely nothing to say - she was just incredibly nervous. 
        Brayden pulled her forward and across his lap.  It happened a lot faster than she imagined, with intermittent waves of excitement and dread rolling through her.  She found herself facing the rug with only Brayden’s shiny black shoes and tailored trousers in her line of sight.  Another mixture of anxiety and dread swirled into a cocktail of one gigantic “finally!!”
    He removed Anabelle’s red patent leather high-heeled shoes and lined them up neatly on the floor beside the Chesterfield, which caused her racing heart to slow to a methodical thud.  Was shoe removing some sort of pre-punishment ritual?   
    “A proper smacked bottom requires knickers down,” Brayden stated, factually, as he pulled her red fitted dress up onto her back.  He cleared his throat when her red satin knickers were lowered to the backs of her knees.  He was insanely attracted to Anabelle Greyson but punishment was punishment and he refused to allow his mind to travel to a place that would distract it.  This was not a time for admiration.  
    Ana could hardly believe she was lying across Brayden’s lap in such a state.  It was far more humiliating in real life than in fantasy.  Even when she imagined the scene she didn’t really know what to expect.  She’d never had a smacking in her entire life.  “This is what happens from now on in our relationship when there is a breech of behavior, trust, or a willful disregard for the rules you’ve agreed to.  I want you to take in every detail of this experience so you know exactly what to expect the next time you report to my study.”   
    “Yes, Sir.” Her nervous eyes searched the Persian rug beneath his feet.
Brayden pulled his arm back and let the first whack hit her backside with force far beyond what she expected.  It was supposed to be painful and memorable enough to dissuade repetition of the behavior that earned it.  The dreadfully unpleasant smack of his palm on her skin brought instant remorse and it wasn’t sensual at all.  It bloody hurt.  The following smacks were slow in rhythm.  His hand was heavy and determined as it came down onto Anabelle’s exposed and tender flesh in succession.  He decided he wasn’t going to count, either.              Anabelle was a big girl and she didn’t need to have a limit to how many harmless swats her disobedient bottom needed.  It wasn’t terribly different in his mind, disciplining his future wife when compared with disciplining his daughter.  He was a disciplinarian to both of them; the only difference was age.  Brayden believed a spanking was the great equalizer - is doesn’t favor anything or anyone.  Every woman is reduced to the state of a contrite and remorseful girl through the process.  The goal is the same regardless of age - bring a marked change in behavior.    
        “I want you to understand,” he said, as his heavy hand continued laying into her backside, “this is what it means to be accountable to me, Anabelle.” 
        “Yes, Sir,” her voice was emotional.  She felt more connected to Brayden in that moment than in the six weeks of deep and revealing conversations.  They kept no secrets from each other and Brayden was right; work was definitely the most delicate subject between them.  He knew it was a struggle for Ana to separate her career identity from every other part of her life.  It was no surprise to him that the very subject would be the cause for her introduction to discipline.      
        Brayden quickened the tempo of his hand and put slightly more force behind hit, drawing an immediate reaction of the breaking of Ana’s whimpering into audible tears.  There it was.  Precisely what he’d been waiting for.  Remorse.  He heard Ana’s breathing elongate between cries even as she tried to control it.  She was crying because the guilt for her actions rightfully lined up with her punishment and it hurt.  “Right,” he declared, after the last whack.  In place of the smacking Ana’s tears were now the only sound filling the study.  She looked at the floor through blurry vision like a sorry schoolgirl.  Unsure of what was to follow her first priority was to not be a dripping mess of tears and running mascara.  Mental note for next time - wear waterproof.  She used one hand to quickly wipe her eyes as Brayden replaced her red knickers over her matching bottom.  It was only the texture of skin versus satin that gave away the difference between the two.  He pulled her dress back down where it belonged and told her to stand up.  Ana pushed herself up from his lap and loosely clasped her hands together.  Well.  There it was.  The first smacked bottom. 
        Brayden stood up from the sofa and signaled with his index finger for her to follow.  “After punishment you will face the wall.  Put your hands behind your back, please.”  He positioned her to face the same wall that Alice faced when she was punished.  Ana hadn’t done that since she was about five years old.  “I will tell you when to come out.”


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Please Welcome Guest Author, Kallista Dane, to Stevie's Showcase

Stevie:  Today I have best-selling author, Kallista Dane, visiting to tell us about her book, His To Command .  Can you tell us a little bit about yourself, Kallista?

Kallista:  I'd love to, Stevie.  Like my ancestor Scheherazade, I cannot sing or dance or paint.  I have but one talent.  I am a weaver of words.  I love to tell stories of strong women and the even stronger men who suddenly show up in their lives when they expect it least and need it most.
As a little girl I was afraid to take risks.  But when I grew up, I vowed never to let the thrills in life pass me by because of fear.  Since then, I’ve walked on the Great Wall of China, gone scuba diving in underwater caves, and skied a black diamond run in Vail. But the greatest risk I’ve taken is sharing my naughtiest secret fantasies in the books I write.

Stevie:  Wow, you're a descendant of Scheherazade?  No wonder your books are so exciting.  What's His To Command about?

Kallista:  My new book is an erotic Sci-fi adventure.  There’s a strong heroine on a secret mission to a distant planet, an Alpha warrior determined to master her, lots of spanking and some very naughty anal play!  

When Amanda Jane Norris sets out on an undercover mission to infiltrate the ranks of a rogue general on the planet of Neodyma, a world which has turned its back on modern technology, she has complete confidence in her ability to complete her task. But then things go terribly wrong…

Captured by the power-mad general, Amanda’s ordeal begins with a thorough, intimate physical examination which leaves her both utterly humiliated and helplessly aroused. Her body’s intense response to the embarrassing procedure ensures that she will be sent to join the harem the general provides for his men, but only after she is punished for her failed attempt at espionage. After a long, hard spanking in the public square, Amanda is fitted with the red tail of a harlot and prepared for her training.

She is given first to Kaden, a warrior on a secret errand of his own. He quickly proves more than willing to compel her submission with a firm hand applied to her bare bottom, but his plans for her are very different from the general’s. When Amanda first experiences the intense pleasure that a man’s mastery of her body can bring, it is unlike anything she has felt before, and though it fills her with shame she is left begging for more. But can she afford to risk asking for Kaden’s help bringing down the general?

Stevie:  Sounds like this one is pretty spicy.  Can we take a peek inside?

Kallista:  Absolutely, just know that His to Command, is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, extensive anal play, elements of medical play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Stevie:  I think we can handle that, lol.

Kallista:  Okay then, here's an excerpt:

He snapped out something else and the soldier stopped spanking her as abruptly as he’d started.  He twisted her body so she was laying flat again and sat her heel back on the table, this time keeping one hand locked around her ankle.  But Thelo never stopped. His fingers continued their insolent invasion. 
The High Priest met her eyes again and ran his tongue slowly around his lips.  Then, to her horror, he bent his head and touched his wet tongue to her clitoris.  She tried desperately to control her mind, but the intense, intimate physical contact was so new and unfamiliar.  He licked her there, flicking his tongue back and forth as the core of her pleasure grew hard.  All her mental training disappeared.  To her shock, her body began responding to the savage treatment the same way it did in her planned sessions of self-gratification.
She panted heavily, fighting the surge of erotic sensations.  Her bottom stinging, her vagina wet, and now the bundle of nerves between her legs throbbing and pulsing.  His hot tongue kept up the onslaught until she was shaking, ready to explode.

Stevie:  Okay, you were telling the truth, lol.  This one is pretty hot. 
Thanks for stopping by today, Kallista.  I'm sure readers are enjoying this book.

You can buy, His To Command, by clicking on any of these links:

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Amelia and Grace, Are Both In The Top 10 on Amazon's Best-Selling Victorian Erotica

It's pretty exciting to have a book make it onto Amazon's Best-Sellers list in general.  To have two books in the same series make it is thrilling.  Amelia, is at #9 this morning in Victorian Erotica.  Grace, is at #3 in the same category.

Thanks to the great staff at Blushing Books, I once again feel confident writing historical romance.  The owner, Bethany Burke, pushed me in her kind, gentle, get it done, kind of way, lol, when I wanted to give up. My editor is terrific and always so encouraging.  The cover artist gave me exactly what I wanted (isn't Grace lovely?) and the support staff is so helpful with every detail.  The response time when I have a question is phenomenal,  and makes the process seamless and professional.  I can't thank you all enough for all the kindness you've shown me. 

The Marriage Market, Amelia, Book One

 Fresh out of Mrs. Pettigrew's School for Young Ladies, Amelia Westcott and her two best friends are ready for adventure.  Suddenly a life filled with social obligations and meaningless gossip seems unappealing.  On a whim the girls investigate the phenomena of young women heading west to marry, and Amelia is captivated by the freedom such a decision offers.

Hugh Jordon needs a wife.  The severe shortage of women in the Pacific Northwest makes advertising for a bride seems reasonable. As long as he finds a wife who is the exact opposite of his tempestuous mother, he’ll be well satisfied. Studying the applicants, he chooses one that seems to best fit his needs, and delegates his head clerk with the critical task of sending polite rejections to the others. Unfortunately, most of them never get the letter Hugh anticipated and soon the brides descend, all expecting to marry the same man!

 Amelia is horrified, and realizes that the adage "marry in haste, repent at leisure" has never been more true. How could he do that to her? What sort of man was he, to propose to so many women? She simply must have their wedding annulled and return to Massachusetts at once.

Hugh has other ideas. In his opinion, the perfect place for his bride to learn about faith, loyalty and commitment is in his home and over his knee!

The Marriage Market, Grace, Book Two

Grace Wentworth and Effie Lane were cautiously optimistic when their dear friend Amelia decided to travel west to become the bride of a man she'd never met. Despite their misgivings they were stunned when Amelia wrote informing them she'd made a dreadful mistake in marrying Mr. Jordon.

Determined to rescue her dear friend from the clutches of a scoundrel, Effie made plans to leave for Seattle immediately. Grace would follow when she could get away from the ever watchful eye of her mother. Everything changed when Grace was forced to accept the proposal of a cruel and violent man. Suddenly her mother's wrath could not compare with what she would face as Horace Remington’s wife. Throwing all caution aside, she fled with Effie even knowing her mother would most likely hire a Pinkerton man to find her. However, she never expected to fall for him as they played a game of cat and mouse from Chicago to Seattle.

For Jonah Blackthorn, apprehending a runaway socialite seemed like an easy assignment. Locating two young, inexperienced women would take him no time at all and the five thousand dollar reward offered by the frantic fiancé would go a long way as Jonah had plans to leave the agency to begin a new chapter in his life.

What he didn't plan on was being outwitted by the brats or the fact that Effie Lane wasn't relying on her wits alone to get them safely to Seattle. He also didn't expect to come to care for the redhead traveling with her gun-toting friend. When he finally caught up with them he was going to give Grace the spanking of a life time or kiss her senseless. Maybe both.


Thanks for stopping by.  Clicking on either book cover will take to directly to Amazon to purchase these books and to those who already have, you guys Rock!  I have the best fans in the universe.

Hugs,
Stevie

Grace, The Marriage Market, Book Two

I'm having a lot of fun with this series.  When Bethany Burke, owner of Blushing Books, first pitched the idea to me, my mind immediately took off.  I love writing about feisty, independent women and the men who are convinced they know what's best for them.  I love the conflicts, which I see as skirmishes, and sometimes downright battles.  I love the resolutions, which more often than not take the form of discipline, but most of all, I love the romance.

Sex is nice, and rounds out a story, but there has to be commitment.  My characters must have a connection that goes way beyond a roll in the hay.  If there is not a point in the story when one character puts the happiness and well-being of the other before their own, it doesn't work for me.  I need to feel the emotions; desire, love, anger, sorrow, fear, pride, the list goes on and on.  

An added incentive for me were the 'Brides'. In case you haven't noticed, I have a thing for writing about weddings, in fact I'm trying to think of a book I've written that didn't have a wedding, engagement or making plans for a wedding.  I think the only ones have been a novella and maybe the first Sugar Babies book.  Maybe I just never got over  playing with my bride doll as a little girl, or maybe it's because I've been happily married for a long, long, long time.  Did I say long? In any case, this series gives me lots of brides to marry off, if I can find them the proper grooms.  

So here's the scoop on Grace.

Grace Wentworth and Effie Lane were cautiously optimistic when their dear friend Amelia decided to travel west to become the bride of a man she'd never met. Despite their misgivings they were stunned when Amelia wrote informing them she'd made a dreadful mistake in marrying Mr. Jordon.
Determined to rescue her dear friend from the clutches of a scoundrel, Effie made plans to leave for Seattle immediately. Grace would follow when she could get away from the ever watchful eye of her mother. Everything changed when Grace was forced to accept the proposal of a cruel and violent man. Suddenly her mother's wrath could not compare with what she would face as Horace Remington’s wife. Throwing all caution aside, she fled with Effie even knowing her mother would most likely hire a Pinkerton man to find her. However, she never expected to fall for him as they played a game of cat and mouse from Chicago to Seattle.
For Jonah Blackthorn, apprehending a runaway socialite seemed like an easy assignment. Locating two young, inexperienced women would take him no time at all and the five thousand dollar reward offered by the frantic fiancé would go a long way as Jonah had plans to leave the agency to begin a new chapter in his life.
What he didn't plan on was being outwitted by the brats or the fact that Effie Lane wasn't relying on her wits alone to get them safely to Seattle. He also didn't expect to come to care for the redhead traveling with her gun-toting friend. When he finally caught up with them he was going to give Grace the spanking of a life time or kiss her senseless. Maybe both.

Excerpt:
      “How did you find us, Mr. Blackthorn?  Any paid assassins lurking about?”
      “Miss Lane, you wound me,” Jonah said, patting his chest.  “As a gentleman, I feel bound to assist a damsel in distress.  I am here to offer my services in protecting your dear friend, Miss Wentworth.”

      “Actually, Mr. Blackthorn, we weren’t in distress until you appeared,” Grace spat nearly quivering with anger.   “I would have thought being bested by two helpless women, ‘damsels in distress’, would be enough for any man.  Perhaps you’d better stay away from the ship’s rail on this voyage unless you’re a very strong long-distance swimmer.”

    Watching his lips thin, Grace smiled in delight.

      “Believe me, Grace, you only got away with what happened in Omaha because I didn’t want to hurt you or your partner in crime.  If you’d been men, the outcome would have been very different, I can assure you.”

      “Sounds like sour grapes to me, Effie,” she said with a pitying expression.  “It’s sad when a man is so insecure he can’t admit to being beaten at his own game.  Coffee, Mr. Blackthorn?”

      “No one’s been beaten,” he growled, “at least not yet, but there’s a good chance a couple of young ladies may yet get their bustles blistered.”

      “Ah, resorting to threats is usually a man’s last alternative,” Effie said with fake sympathy as she patted his hand.  “I’ll have some coffee, Grace.”

      “Listen you two; I’m trying to help you.”

      “Help us what, Mr. Blackthorn?  Put five thousand dollars in your pocket?”


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