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Corinne Alexander is here to talk about A Brush Of Violet!

I am so happy to have Corinne here today to tell us a bit about her new release, A Brush of Violet! She is also running a competition so don't forget to comment for a chance to win.a Rafflecopter giveaway




They set her bags down on the bed. “I hope you don’t mind, but I thought we would stay in tonight. I thought we’d enjoy homemade pizza and wine while we had some time to ourselves before I introduce you around tomorrow.”Violet salivated at the thought of Ever’s homemade pizza. It was not mere homemade pizza from a Jiffy box, it was practically gourmet with fresh ingredients and truly homemade crust. “Yum, that sounds perfect.” Both women cracked up when her stomach rumbled in agreement. “Rest stop refreshments are apparently not cutting it.” She laughed. “Let’s get you fed before the hungry beast makes an appearance,” Ever joked, walking toward the kitchen. “I pre made the pizza so that all we would have to do is heat it up. I wasn’t sure when you would make it in,” she said as she shrugged. “It should only take 10 minutes. How about a glass of wine while we wait?”“That would be great,” Violet replied as she rolled her shoulders to work the knots out from driving. The pretty brunette pulled a bottle of wine from the cabinet and one from the refrigerator where it had been chilling. Holding them up she asked, “Shiraz or Chardonnay?”“Mmm, Shiraz please.” She watched as the other woman poured first a glass of Shiraz for her and then a glass of Chardonnay for herself. The kitchen wasn’t much to speak of compared to what Everleigh had done with the rest of the house, but she knew better than to underestimate her cooking skills. Sure enough, she pulled out two pizza stones to heat the pizza up with.Catching Violet watching her, she winked. “We would have asked for special permission to put up an authentic pizza oven in the back, but we didn’t want to push our luck after the board was kind enough to approve a pottery kiln.”“You’re kidding me.” Violet was blown away. “How did you manage that? I thought this was a housing cooperative. I know how strict those are about allowing any big changes.”Ever looked at her deadpan. “Oh, it was easy. I just batted my eyelashes and agreed to a public spanking.”Seeing Violet’s stricken look, she burst with peals of laughter. “I’m kidding! Oh my God, the look on your face,” she exclaimed, laughing even harder. “In all seriousness, I simply filled out an application. The board is usually willing to make accommodations for self-employment needs as long as it isn’t anything crazy. Plus, I’ve started teaching classes to the kids here.”“You’re mean to play a trick like that on me when I just got here.” Violet pouted, smacking her friend hard on the shoulder. “This is a spanking community isn’t it?” she asked, giggling despite herself. “That is pretty great of them to be so accommodating.”“Yes, it is a spanking community, but business is kept pretty separate, goofy.” The timer went off and they dug into the piping hot pizza. She was correct in her assumption of gourmet. Slices of fresh tomatoes topped the whole wheat crust with mozzarella, shiitake mushrooms, fresh basil, and grilled chicken. The aroma was out of this world. They grabbed their pizza and wine and went to settle onto the couch. Now this is a couch you can sink into, Violet thought, revelling in the comfort of the deep cushions.She took a bite and her teeth sunk into a little slice of heaven. “Oh my God, I don’t know how you do it,” she groaned with appreciation.They ate in companionable silence for a minute just enjoying the comfort of good food and good company.“How long’s Robert gone for?” Violet asked around her bite of pizza.Everleigh look a small sip of wine before answering. “Just over a month.” She paused to gather her hair up into a loose bun. “He’s trying to get all of his business there wrapped up in one fell swoop. I think he’s hoping not to leave any loose ends because after we get married, he does not want to have to travel so far again.”Violet wiped her mouth with a napkin. “That sounds promising. Do you think you will be all right with him gone so long?” Worry tugged at her mind knowing how flighty her friend could get when in creation mode. She was an artist through and through and when she immersed herself into a project, she was lost to this world until she finished it. Violet knew Robert was the rock that kept Everleigh grounded to the world around her. This was where the DD came in. They used it as a tool in their relationship, and this was one of the areas it covered. From what Violet understood, they set up some rules and expectations that they both wanted in their relationship and daily lives. Robert kept Everleigh accountable for her part of things. One of those things happened to be staying connected to the world around her. Ever had a habit of forgetting to eat, sleep, and any other necessities involved in life when she was swept up in a project.If it kept her friend happy and healthy, Violet had no issue. In fact, she was prettysure it was the spanking that added the extra pizzazz and closeness of their relationship. Everleigh was happier than she had ever seen. Her best friend had always had a thing for the alpha types. She had always loved being pulled into the presence of a commanding man who made her his priority of focus.Violet had to admit it was intoxicating to be held in the focus of a man like Robert. She was no stranger to that feeling of being completely consumed. Her ex had been just like that for her. Meeting him just as she was transitioning from high school to college, he made every cell of her body sing. There was this yin and yang about him that both settled her and made her feel more alive than she had ever been. John had been a little feral, a little authoritative, and a lot alpha. He called up something inside of her that needed to be completely possessed by him. God, she missed that!

Sighing, Violet shook herself out of her reverie. Her independent nature was too atodds with a relationship like that. Her mom had nipped that relationship in the bud before it had gone too far. Something like that could be great for Ever, but not for her. She remembered how horrified her mother had been when she found out that Violet had been “letting someone else tell her what to do, and a man at that” after she overheard them talking one day. She was sure her mom had picked up on the vibe between them as well. She was not going to let any daughter of hers submit to a man. The Harris ladies were strong women who made their own way in the world. The world bowed to them, not the other way around. Working hard to meet both her mom’s expectations and her own, she graduated college with her MBA landing a job in business mergers and acquisitions within a week from graduation. She knew her mother was right; yet she spent many of nights yearning for just that. The world around her snapped back into focus as Everleigh answered her question.“I think it will be okay.” She nodded. “I wasn’t sure at all at first,” Everleigh confessed, looking a little forlorn, “but we have a plan for while he’s away, and I think it’s going to work out just fine. I have great neighbors who will check in on me, plus you’re here,” she said with a smile and a wink. “We have a schedule of nightly video chat sessions to stay connected and make sure I’m on track. To be honest, my plan is to stay as busy as possible the rest of the time,” she said with a sigh. Opting to change the subject, she asked with a mischievous look in her eye, “So when was the last time you had a man in your bed?”They stayed up late laughing, teasing, and catching up, not going to bed until the wee hours of the morning.

BlurbHigh powered business woman, Violet Walker, has long left her artistic days behind. That is until her best friend, Everleigh Harris, invites her to Corbin's Bend for an art festival. What Everleigh doesn't know is that Violet hasn't been able to paint a single brush stroke since turning her back on her submissive desires and spanking needs in college. When she meets charismatic and drop dead gorgeous Charles her world is turned completely upside down. Will Violet, overworked, burnt out, and in denial of her deepest wants and desires, be able to surrender when love knocks on her door?   Charles Robinson, President of the discipline Board in Corbin’s Bend and longtime resident, adores the community he lives in and the freedom it provides for all who live there. Raised in a traditional family; love and discipline are a way of life for him. There’s nothing he wants more than a marriage just like his parents where spanking and romance go hand in hand, even if that means holding out for true love. Is Violet just the kind of woman he’s looking for?Will Violet risk the life she’s built for herself in blood, sweat, and tears for the undeniable connection she has with Charles, the utter bliss and contentment she feels when she’s over his lap? Can Charles convince Violet she really can have it all? Will this trip be just what she needs to rekindle all that she has lost since joining the corporate world?Book Links:Blushing Books   Amazon   Barnes & NobleCorinne Alexander is an erotic spanking romance writer who loves nothing more than to snuggle up with a cup of coffee, a warm blanket, and a steaming hot erotic romance. She enjoys strong alphas, feisty heroines, and a good old fashioned spanking romance. A Brush of Violet (Corbin’s Bend) is her debut novella.  Corinne’s favorite kind of day is when she can slip away into nature to get lost in her daydreams (spinning her fantasies) with the forest floor under her feet, the wind rustling through her hair, and sunbeams kissing her face. 
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Monkey Business will be out today on Blushing!

Today I'm going to share a snippet from my newest release due out today on Blushing Books: Monkey Business.  If you need a bit of a memory jog, the start of this story began when I posted it last year for Spankee Doodle Dandee. 
This snippet is unedited but I wanted to share a taste. No cover yet but I'll slip it in as soon as I get it. 

This piece has a tad more than 8 sentences but they are really small. After her spanking, Summer apologises but gets caught out again in her explanation of why she's sorry. When she started the internship she had signed a contract that she had a car and license so that she would always make it to work on time. When Ben finds out she caught the bus, he is unimpressed. 



“It also specified that you needed to have a driver's license and a car.”“I did have a driver's license and a car. I still do.”“I think the idea was that you were meant to use it and get to work on time.”“ I got that.”“Why didn't you drive in? I've seen you in a car. So if you understand the rule and you own a car and a license, why didn't you use it to get here on time?”“I couldn't drive just today. Well today and last Monday. Then I couldn't drive either.”“Is your car in working order?”“Yes.”“Well why weren't you in it today?” Ben asked with increasing frustration.

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Cara is Visiting! Yay!

I am so excited to have Cara on today to share and excerpt from her brand new book Warrior, the third in her Breeder series.



Warrior (Breeder 3) blurbA female fighting for freedom.  A male armed with determination. Can they save their people?As a despotic Qalin marches through Parseon intent on conquering every province, Commander Marlix pledges his sister to another Alpha to protect her. Desperate to decide her own fate, Anika flees and finds refuge with the guerilla resistance movement against Qalin. Marlix’s aide Urazi hunts her down to bring her home to fulfill her duty. But when love blossoms between them, and provinces fall to Qalin, Anika and Urazi realize home has ceased to exist, and they are all that stand between the people of Parseon and the end of the world.Warrior is the third and final book of the Breeder science fiction romance series, but it can be read as a stand-alone.
Warrior (Breeder 3) excerpt 

“If I had not killed Grogan, he would have beaten and used you.”Urazi had witnessed Grogan striking her, so the first part came as no surprise, but how could he have known the alpha had intended to avail himself of her?“Do you think I could not read his behavior? That I did not notice him rubbing himself against you? Do you think I am mentally deficient?” Urazi growled. “If I had not intervened, you would have joined forces against Marlix, Dak, and Ilian without knowing it.”Anika’s face heated with guilt and shame.“You are impulsive! Rash,” Urazi continued to rail. “You fled without concern for the consequences.”“I knew the consequences! Marlix would have sent me to Ilian.”Urazi looked away. “Commander Ilian would have kept you safe.”“Maybe safety represents the greatest danger of all.”“Your words do not make sense.”“I wish to choose what I do. ““Protocol makes the choice for you.”“Protocol. Protocol. Protocol! I am sick of Protocol.” Anika stomped around, too angry to remain still.“It is the way. Our way.”“Our way allowed Corren, Commander Dak’s beta, to slit my throat and leave me for dead.” Anika traced the fine scar bisecting her neck. “It allowed Qalin’s guards to hunt Tara and me, to kill Tara’s friend Ramon.”“That is not the fault of Protocol, but of the individuals involved,” Urazi said.Anika shook her head. “No. It creates the environment that encourages such behavior.”“That is incor—”“Protocol allows the male offspring of my sire to send me to whomever he wishes without concern for my desires.” Anika cut him off.“Ilian is Alpha. He is the best possible choice for you.”“Qalin is Alpha, too. Would he not be a best possible choice?”“Now you speak rubbish.” Urazi turned away.“You know I am right.”“I know we all have our duty. In obedience, we achieve honor.”“Easy for you to say. You are male. Your duty affords you some choices.”“I am beta. Do you not think I wish for more?” Urazi whipped around, his gray eyes ablaze. “But I owe my allegiance to Parseon and to my Alpha! I accept that.”“Well, I do not!” If she had a hammer she would not be able to pound understanding into his stony male brain. He would never empathize with her position. No male could. Anika clenched her hands into fists. If she were a male, she would have punched him by now. Old and new resentments ballooned. If she could not calm herself, she would explode. She would punch him. Anika stomped toward the forest.“Come back here!”She ignored him. He did not get a choice in the matter. Let him see what it was like to have one’s wishes overruled.“Anika, I warn you….” Urazi’s voice hardened.
She faltered, responding to the command, habit and lifelong training overruling self-determination. But only if she let it. I am more than what I have been taught. Anika whirled around, folded all her fingers except for the middle one, and showed him her hand. Tara had called it flipping the coro and explained it was a very rude, dismissive gesture on Terra. It would be more satisfying if Urazi knew what it meant, but, for now, it was enough that she did. She spun around and marched toward the woods.
Author Links:

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Cara Bristol bio
Cara Bristol continues to evolve, adding new subgenres of erotic romance to her repertoire. She has written spanking romance, contemporary romance, paranormal, and science fiction romance. No matter what the genre, one thing remains constant: her emphasis on character-driven seriously hot erotic stories with sizzling chemistry between the hero and heroine. Cara has lived many places in the United States, but currently lives in Missouri with her husband. She has two grown stepkids. When she’s not writing, she enjoys reading and traveling.



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Thianna is Visiting! She telling us about the Chemistry of Attraction!

Chemistry of Attraction




Take one hot summer. Add in an intellectual chemist and a dominant retired Marine. Once the chemistry ignites, combustion is soon to follow.


Chemistry of Attraction By Thianna D







Goodreads link https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2... linksThianna D - http://www.thiannad.com/2014/09/chemi...Amazon - http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00O...Barnes and Noble - http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/chemi...Blushing Books = http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.ph...Marketing copy:Retired Marine Brandon Delt, moves to Corbin’s Bend after his recently divorced wife marries his cousin. Tired of living a non-discipline lifestyle, he fully welcomes the openness of the Corbin’s Bend spanking community. One day he hopes to meet the woman he could make his TiH. He doesn’t expect to meet her on day one.

Carodine Minor’s just in Corbin’s Bend for the summer. Just graduated with her master’s degree in chemistry, Dina isn’t sure of her next step in life. Not once has she ever considered being spanked. Logical woman that she is, when she finds herself intrigued by the idea of a hand across her derriere, she asks for a demonstration from Brandon. One demo turns into a wild night of passion neither wants to let go of.

Take one hot summer. Add in an intellectual chemist and a dominant retired Marine. Once the chemistry ignites, combustion is soon to follow.
Excerpt:“You look handsome in your uniform,” she said before quickly realizing how that could be taken. “Not that you aren’t already handsome. I mean you’re drop-dead gorgeous of course and I’m still not sure what you—”
Warm lips pressed against her own and with a sigh, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and clung to him as he lightly nipped her bottom lip. “Don’t be nervous,” he murmured, his lips trailing over her cheek. “I won’t harm you, Dina.”
Laughing softly, she leaned against him. “I never mean to insult people, but it seems to be a gift. I didn’t want you to think I didn’t think you good looking because I do.”
“I can tell.” She could hear the smile in his voice. “And just for the record, even though I’ve said it before. You’re absolutely stunning, Carodine Minor. And I definitely want you.” The growl in those last five words made her gulp even as he pulled her hips close and she felt his hard length through his pants. As her breath caught in her throat, he kissed her again before pulling back. “Let’s get comfortable,” he said in encouragement, reaching forward and unbuttoning the front of her dress.
It had never occurred to her when she put the dress on what a brilliant idea it was. The large buttons were quite easy for him to pop open and when he reached the last one, with one flick of his wrists, it slid off her shoulders and she let it drop to the floor. Standing in front of him in her bra, panties, garter belt, and heels, she felt like some strange porn movie – chemists who do porn – and was about to wrap her arms in front of herself when she looked up into his face.
He was captivated. His eyes devoured her and for the first time in her life, she felt beautiful. And sexy. Brandon’s fingers slid down her body slowly, his fingertips rubbing on the edge where her bra met skin. Each touch flashed fire across her skin and as the memory of their morning came to her, she knew what she wanted and needed. “Spank me,” she breathed, watching him.
Author Bio:  Thianna D. likes to say she’s eclectic, fun, and just a bit naughty. She writes erotica and erotic romance with both M/F and M/M main characters. No matter what she writes, all the hot scenes support the story instead of the other way around. She’s also the creator of and acquisition editor for the Corbin’s Bend spanking romance series. Who else wants to be safe, secure, and spanked in Colorado?
Where you can find her:
Thianna’s Website - http://www.thiannad.com/
Thianna’s Blog - http://blog.thiannad.com/
Corbin’s Bend - http://www.corbinsbend.com/
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Cover reveal for Saturday Spankings! My first FF!

Hello everyone and welcome to Saturday Spankings! Today for the first time I'm going to share a snippet from my new Corbin's Bend series 2 novella The One She LOVES. We first met Carol and Crystal in Leading The Way. Please keep in mind that this is still unedited. 

In this conversation, Carol and her friends from Leading The Way are having one of their coffee sessions. The talk turns to pregnancy and birth. At first Carol is a little bored but then it dawns on her that she may have actually missed out on something by not being the one to carry her daughter or to give birth.  




“I felt instant love when Brianna was born.” She tried to keep the defensiveness out of her voice but it was hard. It grated on her when people assumed that she wasn't just as much of a mother to Bri as Crystal. There had been some resentment. Such a tiny bit that she'd been able to push it away when it surfaced. She had felt joy, but it had been Crystal's tummy the baby had been placed on the minute her daughter was born. It was Crystal's breast that she had suckled. When Crystal went back to work she became the Mommy but it was still Crystal's expressed milk that gave their daughter sustenance.“And maybe that will be enough for you.” Sienna said. “Hmm.” Carol said. “You know what? I don't think it will. I think I would like to give birth.”

Possible blurb
Carol and Crystal love the lives they share in Corbin's Ben with their nine year old daughter Brianna.
Carol is a taken in hand bundle of fun but she is not a Susie homemaker. Their house is often times a mess. She'd rather spend time living life than cleaning. She loves Crystal, Brianna and spending time with her friends. She often finds herself over her girlfriends knee for a bare bottomed spanking for getting her priorities wrong.
Crystal is a fire-fighter and the head of their loving home. She's fit, neat and organised. Apart from her career, Carol and Brianna are her world, and while she knows friendships are important, she feels somewhat threatened by how much her girl shares with her friends and not with her.
When Carol decides she wants a baby, it throws their house into a spin. Crystal isn't sure and wants to wait.
When Carol's three naughty friends from Leading the Way (4th in the Corbin's Series) see how disappointed their friend is, they help the young mom go on a sperm search with hilarious results. Only problem is, Crystal knows nothing about their hijinks.
Can a punishment fix this mess or will what Crystal sees as disloyalty tear them apart?
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Saturday Spankings Time!!

Morning all! I hope you don't mind a little more of The Billionaire and The Waitress. Last week Our billionaire and his waitress were getting all hot and heavy. Today they're still at it!




The walk to the bedroom with Chelsea’s legs wrapped around him was the longest of his life. She trailed tiny kisses along his jawline, making his already erect cock painfully hard as her wet panties pressed against his lower belly. Josh needed to lose his pants sooner than later, but first, he had to feel that ass. He pressed her up against a wall long enough to wriggle his hands into the back of her panties. He kneaded those delicious cheeks while he kissed her long and hard.
“Oh, yes, that feels so good,” Chelsea said through ragged breaths. “Spank me.”
“Oh, darlin’, I certainly will.” He chuckled at her look of fright. She’d surprised him with her request, but by the look on her face, she’d downright terrified herself. 
Blurb
Josh Wheeler hadn’t come to this small-town diner looking for romance—this was a business trip—but when Chelsea Patterson walks up to his table work takes a back seat in a hurry. By the end of the day, Josh is absolutely sure of one thing: Chelsea is something special. After years spent resisting the advances of women enchanted only by his money, he isn’t going to let a girl like this slip through his fingers. The feisty waitress needs a man to tame her and Josh is more than ready to be that man, even if it means taking her over his knee for a good, hard spanking.
The last thing Chelsea needs is another guy trying to get into her pants, but Josh is like no man she has known before. It isn’t the helicopter rides to his mansion or the private chef which impress her. What sets her heart racing is the way he looks at her like a man who wants her—all of her—not as a good time for a night but as his for life.
And then there are the spankings… Chelsea never suspected that the mere threat of one could leave her blushing and weak in the knees, but she can barely contain her desire when Josh makes it clear that he is the kind of man who will bare her bottom and spank her soundly when she is naughty. But when Josh asks her to leave her job and move in with him after only a few weeks, Chelsea’s initial doubts resurface. Could he really want her as anything more than a trophy?



Excerpt:
“Josh, put me down! I didn’t mean it!”
Ignoring her, he sat on one of the desks, not even bothering to remove the plastic paint protector. “Didn’t I tell you that it was naughty to throw paint at people?” He flipped her over his knee.
“Wait! What are you doing?” Was he actually going to spank her?
“I’m going to spank your cute behind.” He ran his hand over her round bottom.
“But you can’t!” she squeaked.
“Oh, I think I can. You do the crime, you pay the time.” He brought his hand down with a loud smack.
“Oh my God! You actually smacked me!” She kicked her legs and wriggled sideways. Chelsea tried to get off his knee, but not very hard. Shock hit her hard, but she wasn’t horrified; that surprised her. Surely she didn’t want him to spank her over his knee like she was five years old. Did she? Another sharp smack fell to match the first and she couldn’t think straight.
“Oh my God!” he mimicked with a chuckle. “Just remember why you’re here, missy; you actually flicked paint at me. Twice.” His hand bounced off her blue jeans in a flurry of spanks.
“Stop that!” she squealed, laughing at the same time.
“You, little minx, don’t get to decide when I stop.”
Those words rang in Chelsea’s ears. Little minx. She was still digesting the fluttery feeling the nickname gave her as another flurry of spanks got her attention. Her bottom was definitely getting warmer and her girly bits were tingling. An insistent throb between her legs got more intense every time Josh’s hand connected. She wanted to touch herself to relieve that dreadful ache. Better still, she wanted him to touch her. Who would have thought that a spanking could feel so good? Chelsea was so distracted with need that she didn’t even notice that Josh had stopped swatting the back of her jeans.
“I hope you’ll be a good girl now,” Josh said, holding her hips between his legs after he’d helped her to stand. “I wouldn’t want to have to take down those jeans and spank your bare bottom.”
Oh my God, she was unable to put together a thought, she was so turned on by this game. “Um, define good.” Shit, had she said that out loud? She was trying to think of a way to explain what she was thinking without telling the truth. What she really wanted to do was be anything but good so he would take down her jeans, but telling Josh that would be embarrassing beyond belief. She tried to reverse her statement’s damage. “I mean yes, I’ll be good.” Geez Louise, had she lost the power to control her mouth, or was it just her thoughts?
Josh burst out laughing.
Could he read her mind? She felt odd, but good odd, not bad odd. “Oh,” a small moan escaped as he pinched her freshly spanked cheeks.
“I think you like being a naughty girl.”
She was speechless, which was just as well because his lips lowered to hers. He kissed her good and hard, bringing back the tingle, making her want to grind her crotch against him. By the time she’d managed to get herself together, he had moved and set her down where he’d been sitting.
“Like I said. Be a good girl, or else.” He picked up the paint roller and started working again.
“Maybe,” she said, almost under her breath.




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The Billionaire and The Waitress on Saturday Spankings

Last time Josh had just given Chelsea a white rose. This continues after that scene only now they are canoodling on the sofa...



Half an hour later, the music had stopped and neither had even noticed. They had abandoned the dancing when their kissing had overtaken the movement. 
Josh wasn’t going to push Chelsea into anything she wasn’t ready for, but God, it would be hard to stop if she called a halt. He was lying on the sofa with the girl of his dreams in his arms. Her light skirt had hiked up around her waist and his hands were resting on her panties, tiny patches of warm skin teasing him through soft lace as she ground herself against him. His cute redhead was obviously feeling his frustration; she threw her head back to give him access to her neck, the hem of his T-shirt grasped tightly in her fingers as she tried to get underneath it.
 It was all the invitation he needed. “Bedroom?” she panted against his neck when he tried to lift her from his body. “Oh, yeah,” he said, standing and scooping her into his arms. “I want more room.” This was the first time he’d ever had a woman in his bed in this house. He’d mentally reserved it for the right time, the right woman. Every fiber of his being was screaming at him that this was the woman and the moment. 
Blurb
Josh Wheeler hadn’t come to this small-town diner looking for romance—this was a business trip—but when Chelsea Patterson walks up to his table work takes a back seat in a hurry. By the end of the day, Josh is absolutely sure of one thing: Chelsea is something special. After years spent resisting the advances of women enchanted only by his money, he isn’t going to let a girl like this slip through his fingers. The feisty waitress needs a man to tame her and Josh is more than ready to be that man, even if it means taking her over his knee for a good, hard spanking.
The last thing Chelsea needs is another guy trying to get into her pants, but Josh is like no man she has known before. It isn’t the helicopter rides to his mansion or the private chef which impress her. What sets her heart racing is the way he looks at her like a man who wants her—all of her—not as a good time for a night but as his for life.
And then there are the spankings… Chelsea never suspected that the mere threat of one could leave her blushing and weak in the knees, but she can barely contain her desire when Josh makes it clear that he is the kind of man who will bare her bottom and spank her soundly when she is naughty. But when Josh asks her to leave her job and move in with him after only a few weeks, Chelsea’s initial doubts resurface. Could he really want her as anything more than a trophy?



Excerpt:
“Josh, put me down! I didn’t mean it!”
Ignoring her, he sat on one of the desks, not even bothering to remove the plastic paint protector. “Didn’t I tell you that it was naughty to throw paint at people?” He flipped her over his knee.
“Wait! What are you doing?” Was he actually going to spank her?
“I’m going to spank your cute behind.” He ran his hand over her round bottom.
“But you can’t!” she squeaked.
“Oh, I think I can. You do the crime, you pay the time.” He brought his hand down with a loud smack.
“Oh my God! You actually smacked me!” She kicked her legs and wriggled sideways. Chelsea tried to get off his knee, but not very hard. Shock hit her hard, but she wasn’t horrified; that surprised her. Surely she didn’t want him to spank her over his knee like she was five years old. Did she? Another sharp smack fell to match the first and she couldn’t think straight.
“Oh my God!” he mimicked with a chuckle. “Just remember why you’re here, missy; you actually flicked paint at me. Twice.” His hand bounced off her blue jeans in a flurry of spanks.
“Stop that!” she squealed, laughing at the same time.
“You, little minx, don’t get to decide when I stop.”
Those words rang in Chelsea’s ears. Little minx. She was still digesting the fluttery feeling the nickname gave her as another flurry of spanks got her attention. Her bottom was definitely getting warmer and her girly bits were tingling. An insistent throb between her legs got more intense every time Josh’s hand connected. She wanted to touch herself to relieve that dreadful ache. Better still, she wanted him to touch her. Who would have thought that a spanking could feel so good? Chelsea was so distracted with need that she didn’t even notice that Josh had stopped swatting the back of her jeans.
“I hope you’ll be a good girl now,” Josh said, holding her hips between his legs after he’d helped her to stand. “I wouldn’t want to have to take down those jeans and spank your bare bottom.”
Oh my God, she was unable to put together a thought, she was so turned on by this game. “Um, define good.” Shit, had she said that out loud? She was trying to think of a way to explain what she was thinking without telling the truth. What she really wanted to do was be anything but good so he would take down her jeans, but telling Josh that would be embarrassing beyond belief. She tried to reverse her statement’s damage. “I mean yes, I’ll be good.” Geez Louise, had she lost the power to control her mouth, or was it just her thoughts?
Josh burst out laughing.
Could he read her mind? She felt odd, but good odd, not bad odd. “Oh,” a small moan escaped as he pinched her freshly spanked cheeks.
“I think you like being a naughty girl.”
She was speechless, which was just as well because his lips lowered to hers. He kissed her good and hard, bringing back the tingle, making her want to grind her crotch against him. By the time she’d managed to get herself together, he had moved and set her down where he’d been sitting.
“Like I said. Be a good girl, or else.” He picked up the paint roller and started working again.
“Maybe,” she said, almost under her breath.



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Saturday Spanking with The Billionaire

Hi everyone and happy Saturday. This week Josh has taken Cheslea for her first visit to his mansion and they are sharing a kiss. 


He lowered his head and kissed her softly, savoring the feel of her soft plump lips on his. He loved Chelsea’s mouth; the feel, the shape of it. He loved the slight twist at the corners. She always looked like she was about to smile. He kissed her again, this time savoring the taste as her tongue met his own.
“Although, I think I believe you said something about dancing and a rose?” she grinned.
“I haven’t forgotten. Wait here.” He hurried out to the formal living room and collected a giant bunch of white roses. “I hope you like white ones.” 

Blurb
Josh Wheeler hadn’t come to this small-town diner looking for romance—this was a business trip—but when Chelsea Patterson walks up to his table work takes a back seat in a hurry. By the end of the day, Josh is absolutely sure of one thing: Chelsea is something special. After years spent resisting the advances of women enchanted only by his money, he isn’t going to let a girl like this slip through his fingers. The feisty waitress needs a man to tame her and Josh is more than ready to be that man, even if it means taking her over his knee for a good, hard spanking.
The last thing Chelsea needs is another guy trying to get into her pants, but Josh is like no man she has known before. It isn’t the helicopter rides to his mansion or the private chef which impress her. What sets her heart racing is the way he looks at her like a man who wants her—all of her—not as a good time for a night but as his for life.
And then there are the spankings… Chelsea never suspected that the mere threat of one could leave her blushing and weak in the knees, but she can barely contain her desire when Josh makes it clear that he is the kind of man who will bare her bottom and spank her soundly when she is naughty. But when Josh asks her to leave her job and move in with him after only a few weeks, Chelsea’s initial doubts resurface. Could he really want her as anything more than a trophy?



Excerpt:
“Josh, put me down! I didn’t mean it!”
Ignoring her, he sat on one of the desks, not even bothering to remove the plastic paint protector. “Didn’t I tell you that it was naughty to throw paint at people?” He flipped her over his knee.
“Wait! What are you doing?” Was he actually going to spank her?
“I’m going to spank your cute behind.” He ran his hand over her round bottom.
“But you can’t!” she squeaked.
“Oh, I think I can. You do the crime, you pay the time.” He brought his hand down with a loud smack.
“Oh my God! You actually smacked me!” She kicked her legs and wriggled sideways. Chelsea tried to get off his knee, but not very hard. Shock hit her hard, but she wasn’t horrified; that surprised her. Surely she didn’t want him to spank her over his knee like she was five years old. Did she? Another sharp smack fell to match the first and she couldn’t think straight.
“Oh my God!” he mimicked with a chuckle. “Just remember why you’re here, missy; you actually flicked paint at me. Twice.” His hand bounced off her blue jeans in a flurry of spanks.
“Stop that!” she squealed, laughing at the same time.
“You, little minx, don’t get to decide when I stop.”
Those words rang in Chelsea’s ears. Little minx. She was still digesting the fluttery feeling the nickname gave her as another flurry of spanks got her attention. Her bottom was definitely getting warmer and her girly bits were tingling. An insistent throb between her legs got more intense every time Josh’s hand connected. She wanted to touch herself to relieve that dreadful ache. Better still, she wanted him to touch her. Who would have thought that a spanking could feel so good? Chelsea was so distracted with need that she didn’t even notice that Josh had stopped swatting the back of her jeans.
“I hope you’ll be a good girl now,” Josh said, holding her hips between his legs after he’d helped her to stand. “I wouldn’t want to have to take down those jeans and spank your bare bottom.”
Oh my God, she was unable to put together a thought, she was so turned on by this game. “Um, define good.” Shit, had she said that out loud? She was trying to think of a way to explain what she was thinking without telling the truth. What she really wanted to do was be anything but good so he would take down her jeans, but telling Josh that would be embarrassing beyond belief. She tried to reverse her statement’s damage. “I mean yes, I’ll be good.” Geez Louise, had she lost the power to control her mouth, or was it just her thoughts?
Josh burst out laughing.
Could he read her mind? She felt odd, but good odd, not bad odd. “Oh,” a small moan escaped as he pinched her freshly spanked cheeks.
“I think you like being a naughty girl.”
She was speechless, which was just as well because his lips lowered to hers. He kissed her good and hard, bringing back the tingle, making her want to grind her crotch against him. By the time she’d managed to get herself together, he had moved and set her down where he’d been sitting.
“Like I said. Be a good girl, or else.” He picked up the paint roller and started working again.
“Maybe,” she said, almost under her breath.


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The Billionaire and The Waitress for Saturday Spankings!

Hi everyone and welcome to  Saturday Spankings! Today I'm excited to share a snippet from my latest release The Billionaire and The Waitress. In this snippet, Josh and Chelsea have been making out while they watch a movie together. They haven't, as yet, been on a proper date. Josh is a gentleman and wants to rectify that before they take things further. I went two sentences over, sorry Mistress Blake.






“You’re special, Chels. I want to take you on a proper date first. I want to buy you dinner and a rose and dance slowly to sweet music.”

When his thumbs caressed her already peaked nipples, they stiffened painfully under his gentle touch. Her panties were damp and her clit thumped, begging for attention. Her body was like a finely tuned instrument waiting to be played. “When?”

“How about tonight?”

She nodded mutely, not trusting herself to form words. She wasn’t sure anything she said would make sense. Her brain felt like a plate of spaghetti; a soft pile of twisted, boiled dough.
Blurb
Josh Wheeler hadn’t come to this small-town diner looking for romance—this was a business trip—but when Chelsea Patterson walks up to his table work takes a back seat in a hurry. By the end of the day, Josh is absolutely sure of one thing: Chelsea is something special. After years spent resisting the advances of women enchanted only by his money, he isn’t going to let a girl like this slip through his fingers. The feisty waitress needs a man to tame her and Josh is more than ready to be that man, even if it means taking her over his knee for a good, hard spanking.
The last thing Chelsea needs is another guy trying to get into her pants, but Josh is like no man she has known before. It isn’t the helicopter rides to his mansion or the private chef which impress her. What sets her heart racing is the way he looks at her like a man who wants her—all of her—not as a good time for a night but as his for life.
And then there are the spankings… Chelsea never suspected that the mere threat of one could leave her blushing and weak in the knees, but she can barely contain her desire when Josh makes it clear that he is the kind of man who will bare her bottom and spank her soundly when she is naughty. But when Josh asks her to leave her job and move in with him after only a few weeks, Chelsea’s initial doubts resurface. Could he really want her as anything more than a trophy?



Excerpt:
“Josh, put me down! I didn’t mean it!”
Ignoring her, he sat on one of the desks, not even bothering to remove the plastic paint protector. “Didn’t I tell you that it was naughty to throw paint at people?” He flipped her over his knee.
“Wait! What are you doing?” Was he actually going to spank her?
“I’m going to spank your cute behind.” He ran his hand over her round bottom.
“But you can’t!” she squeaked.
“Oh, I think I can. You do the crime, you pay the time.” He brought his hand down with a loud smack.
“Oh my God! You actually smacked me!” She kicked her legs and wriggled sideways. Chelsea tried to get off his knee, but not very hard. Shock hit her hard, but she wasn’t horrified; that surprised her. Surely she didn’t want him to spank her over his knee like she was five years old. Did she? Another sharp smack fell to match the first and she couldn’t think straight.
“Oh my God!” he mimicked with a chuckle. “Just remember why you’re here, missy; you actually flicked paint at me. Twice.” His hand bounced off her blue jeans in a flurry of spanks.
“Stop that!” she squealed, laughing at the same time.
“You, little minx, don’t get to decide when I stop.”
Those words rang in Chelsea’s ears. Little minx. She was still digesting the fluttery feeling the nickname gave her as another flurry of spanks got her attention. Her bottom was definitely getting warmer and her girly bits were tingling. An insistent throb between her legs got more intense every time Josh’s hand connected. She wanted to touch herself to relieve that dreadful ache. Better still, she wanted him to touch her. Who would have thought that a spanking could feel so good? Chelsea was so distracted with need that she didn’t even notice that Josh had stopped swatting the back of her jeans.
“I hope you’ll be a good girl now,” Josh said, holding her hips between his legs after he’d helped her to stand. “I wouldn’t want to have to take down those jeans and spank your bare bottom.”
Oh my God, she was unable to put together a thought, she was so turned on by this game. “Um, define good.” Shit, had she said that out loud? She was trying to think of a way to explain what she was thinking without telling the truth. What she really wanted to do was be anything but good so he would take down her jeans, but telling Josh that would be embarrassing beyond belief. She tried to reverse her statement’s damage. “I mean yes, I’ll be good.” Geez Louise, had she lost the power to control her mouth, or was it just her thoughts?
Josh burst out laughing.
Could he read her mind? She felt odd, but good odd, not bad odd. “Oh,” a small moan escaped as he pinched her freshly spanked cheeks.
“I think you like being a naughty girl.”
She was speechless, which was just as well because his lips lowered to hers. He kissed her good and hard, bringing back the tingle, making her want to grind her crotch against him. By the time she’d managed to get herself together, he had moved and set her down where he’d been sitting.
“Like I said. Be a good girl, or else.” He picked up the paint roller and started working again.
“Maybe,” she said, almost under her breath.

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Guess who's visiting me today! Thianna!

I am really lucky to have Thianna visiting me today with an excerpt from her her new book, Breathe Each Other In, the third in the Logan and Christian trilogy. Welcome her please :)







For Logan & Christian, one thing makes all the differenceBreathe Each Other In Author: Thianna D3rd in the All They Ever Needed trilogyBuy Links: http://www.thiannad.com/2014/08/breathe-each-other-in.htmlOr: Amazon| Blushing Books | Barnes and NobleGoodreads link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22913451-breathe-each-other-inMarketing copy:
While the outside world might try to undermine them, Logan and Christian’s relationship just grows stronger. In this, the final part of the All They Ever Needed trilogy, their lives take an unexpected turn.
Christian takes to heart everything he learns from Logan’s father and as he and Logan go forward in their DD relationship, he finds that he is willing to not just take on the mantle of Head of House, but to embrace it. With Logan graduating from college, Christian takes the next logical step and asks his boyfriend to move in.
Even with the stress of student teaching and trying to figure out what to do after graduation, Logan leaps at the chance to live with the man he loves. As the pressure of graduation begins to get to him, the only thing to keep him grounded is the amazing man at his side.
Those closest to them make huge changes in their own lives and when an unexpected job offer lands in Logan’s lap, the two have to make a life altering decision. No matter which way they go, they need to give something up. Play it safe and stay home or accept the job and move away from their families? When it comes to decision time, there is one thing they are not willing to part with. That one thing makes all the difference in the world.
All They Ever Needed trilogy: Book 1: As Natural As Breathing Book 2: Took My Breath Away Book 3: Breathe Each Other In
Enjoy this fun and sexy snippet from Christian and Logan:
Both of their mothers sent him with Thanksgiving food, which was good. The two coolers of food, candy, and beer helped them keep up their energy for their forty-eight hours of spanking, sex, and more sex. That thought was not helping his current hard-on, but he was not about to stop thinking about it. Thanksgiving had been wonderful. As soon as they closed the door behind him, Logan began to strip him – and not gently. There were several shirt buttons they never did find.
They also didn’t make it across the floor for those first couple hours. Instead, Logan dropped to his knees, pulled down Christian’s pants and swallowed his dick in one movement that Christian still found extremely impressive. Ungh! That wonderful feeling of sliding past his tongue into his throat and the way he swallowed around him. But even better was when Logan grasped Christian’s hands and placed them on each side of his face. He understood what Logan was showing him, but it had startled him at first.
Sure, what man did not dream about face fucking someone? He surely had. Many times. But he had never done it. Oh, he had tons of things to be thankful for that day and he and Logan laughed for quite some time afterward as he let loose a litany of every part of Logan he was grateful for as he pounded into his boyfriend’s throat.
“Someone’s thinking of something sexy.” Logan’s smooth voice made Christian look over, smiling into stunning blue eyes.
“Hey, gorgeous.” A strong hand wrapped around his cock making him cry out. “Watch out, I’m really close.”
Logan grinned mischievously. “What were you thinking about?” he asked, stroking hideously slowly.
“Evil,” he gasped, chuckling as Logan laughed. “Thanksgiving.”
“Wouldn’t have been about your giving thanks, would it?” Logan teased as Christian groaned, trying to thrust into Logan’s hand. Unfortunately, Logan released him making him whine. “Nope. Not gonna happen. I want to know.”
Whimpering, Christian rolled him on to his back and straddled his thighs. “Actually, that is exactly what I was thinking about.”
Logan grinned up at him. “I loved it. I think my favorite one was, ‘I’m fuckety thankful–FUCK!–for Logan’s fucking tight–FUCK!–throat.’ Shakespeare would be proud.”
Bursting out laughing, Christian collapsed on top of him. “Shit, it’s not fair to quote me during a time like that.” Laughing, their bodies rubbed nicely against one another, making his problem worse. “Damn, if I don’t get some release soon, I’m gonna have a case of blue balls.”
“Well, I can’t have that happen,” Logan tsked, flipping him on to his side. “And, you know, I’m having a bit of a morning wood problem as well. I say we take care of both at the same time.”
“Mutual masturbation?” Christian suggested.
“Nope.” Logan sat up and turned around so that his shaft was right in front of Christian’s face and Logan’s face was… Christian’s brain functions ground to a stop as warm wet lips encased his cock.
“Oh, yeah.”
About the author:
Thianna D is a writer of both het and m/m erotic romance. Most of her works include BDSM or DD. Logan and Christian brought together the domestic discipline way of life, spanking in an erotic context, and two amazing characters she loves very much. It is difficult to say goodbye to them as this is the final book in the trilogy. Thankfully she has a list of books she’s writing – that should help.
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