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June 6, 2017
A Cowboy's Passion Naked Bluff, Texas series Book 7 by Anita Philmar!
This Tuesday we are joined by the talented Anita Philmar, with her new release, A Cowboy's Passion!
In the book, Tess Van Pelt doesn't have time to grieve the loss of her husband, not when the wolves are already at the door. Still, she has a lover that is willing to help save her. He introduces her to his cousin, Reece Bristol Smith.
As a lawyer, Reece can keep the debtors at bay. The problem or solution is he can't keep his hands off Tess. With her deceased husband accused of murder and the major creditor making unreasonable demands, Reece has to secure Tess's future in the best way he knows how.
Now, will Tess trust him and his cousin to keep her safe or will he need to teach her a few lessons in handing over control to him?
A Cowboy's Passion is a hot adult erotic mystery that explores the passion of having multiple partners.
Ready to check out a red-hot excerpt? well, here you go...
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Reece released her mouth.
She gulped for air.
His lips created a blazing trail along her jaw and dipped to the side of her neck. He nibbled his way up to her ear, using tongue and teeth to touch every inch. He tugged on her earlobe, and she quaked in his arms. "Admit you belong to me."
Strung out on the heavenly path of his hands on her back, ass, and thighs, she worked to put together a coherent reply. "I, uh..."
"Need to answer," he whispered and lifted his head. The blistering intensity of his gaze fell on her face, but her eyelids refused to budge.
She whimpered, hoping he'd realize she wanted to give into his demands. Tears leaked from her eyes. The fortress where she'd stuffed all her emotions over the last few days quivered under the force of the overwhelming burden. Words lined up in her head, but her throat remained clogged.
"Reece, don't torture her." John's voice slashed through her efforts to hide from the pain. "She's been trying so hard to be strong and has denied herself any physical release."
"What? Why would—" Reece captured her waist and tugged her away from his body.
Instantly, a black wave of despair washed over her. Did he intend to reject her? Before she could say a word, John cupped her hips. The hot caress of his clothed body meeting hers sent her mind into the wild scenario of having both of them at once. Then his sensual touch darted over her stomach and toyed with the trim curls between her legs.
"Easy love, we'll take care of you." The hot brush of his words caressed her right cheek. "Reece and I are both hungry for a taste of you. Once he's had his fill, I'll feast on you too."
...........
You can download your copy of A Cowboy's Passion at the following places:
Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-co...
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N9PQM1C
Find more from Anita Philmar here:
Website: http://www.anitaphilmar.com/
Email: anitaphilmar@yahoo.com
Blog: http://www.anitaphilmar.blogspot.com/
FB: www.facebook.com/anita.philmar
GR: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/...
Twitter: https://twitter.com/anitaphilmar
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Anita-Philmar/e...
Happy hot reading!
Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
In the book, Tess Van Pelt doesn't have time to grieve the loss of her husband, not when the wolves are already at the door. Still, she has a lover that is willing to help save her. He introduces her to his cousin, Reece Bristol Smith.
As a lawyer, Reece can keep the debtors at bay. The problem or solution is he can't keep his hands off Tess. With her deceased husband accused of murder and the major creditor making unreasonable demands, Reece has to secure Tess's future in the best way he knows how.
Now, will Tess trust him and his cousin to keep her safe or will he need to teach her a few lessons in handing over control to him?
A Cowboy's Passion is a hot adult erotic mystery that explores the passion of having multiple partners.
Ready to check out a red-hot excerpt? well, here you go...
..........
Reece released her mouth.
She gulped for air.
His lips created a blazing trail along her jaw and dipped to the side of her neck. He nibbled his way up to her ear, using tongue and teeth to touch every inch. He tugged on her earlobe, and she quaked in his arms. "Admit you belong to me."
Strung out on the heavenly path of his hands on her back, ass, and thighs, she worked to put together a coherent reply. "I, uh..."
"Need to answer," he whispered and lifted his head. The blistering intensity of his gaze fell on her face, but her eyelids refused to budge.
She whimpered, hoping he'd realize she wanted to give into his demands. Tears leaked from her eyes. The fortress where she'd stuffed all her emotions over the last few days quivered under the force of the overwhelming burden. Words lined up in her head, but her throat remained clogged.
"Reece, don't torture her." John's voice slashed through her efforts to hide from the pain. "She's been trying so hard to be strong and has denied herself any physical release."
"What? Why would—" Reece captured her waist and tugged her away from his body.
Instantly, a black wave of despair washed over her. Did he intend to reject her? Before she could say a word, John cupped her hips. The hot caress of his clothed body meeting hers sent her mind into the wild scenario of having both of them at once. Then his sensual touch darted over her stomach and toyed with the trim curls between her legs.
"Easy love, we'll take care of you." The hot brush of his words caressed her right cheek. "Reece and I are both hungry for a taste of you. Once he's had his fill, I'll feast on you too."
...........
You can download your copy of A Cowboy's Passion at the following places:
Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-co...
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N9PQM1C
Find more from Anita Philmar here:
Website: http://www.anitaphilmar.com/
Email: anitaphilmar@yahoo.com
Blog: http://www.anitaphilmar.blogspot.com/
FB: www.facebook.com/anita.philmar
GR: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/...
Twitter: https://twitter.com/anitaphilmar
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Anita-Philmar/e...
Happy hot reading!
Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
May 31, 2017
Daddies Take Control by Kelly Dawson!
Today, I am excited to be joined by Kelly Dawson, who is here to showcase her HOT new release, Daddies Take Control!
In this new spanking romance, Jen McLeod’s life is falling apart. Having been caught selling marijuana as a last resort to pay for her brother’s expensive, highly specialized medical care, she faces the loss of her job and the potential for jail time. Penniless, desperate, and unsure what to do, she foolishly tries to steal a wallet from Luke Lewis, an old boyfriend, only to be chased down by his brother Cody.
Luke still has a place in his heart for Jen, and after the two brothers listen to her story they promise not to report her theft to the police if she will accept a punishment from them instead. Seeing no other choice, Jen agrees, and a few moments later she is sobbing and promising to be good as her bare bottom is soundly spanked.
The humiliating punishment leaves her with blushing cheeks and a burning backside, but afterwards Luke holds her in his arms and comforts her, and then the brothers make her an incredible offer. If she will be their little girl, obeying their rules and submitting to their discipline, they will bring her to live with them and provide for all of her needs.
Though she is shocked by their generosity and wonders if all of this might be too good to be true, the brothers quickly prove they are serious about taking care of Jen. She soon finds herself being bathed, cuddled, and spanked when she is naughty, and when the two brothers claim her beautiful body completely their firm, dominant lovemaking leaves her spent and satisfied. But can she learn to behave or will she spend most of her days with a bright red bottom?
Publisher’s Note: Daddies Take Control is a stand-alone sequel to Daddy Takes the Reins. It includes spankings, sexual scenes, and age play. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
Now check out this sizzling little excerpt... It's just enough to whet your appetite!
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“Cody’s going to put you across his knee and spank your bare bottom,” he informed her. “And I’m going to watch.”
He heard her sharp intake of breath, saw the colour drain from her face. He watched her stiffen when Cody first took her hand but she visibly relaxed when he stroked her knuckles with his thumb. And she didn’t appear to struggle as Cody tugged her gently down across his lap. She didn’t move when Cody eased her pants down her thighs, sliding both her jodhpurs and knickers down to her knees, and then locked her legs in place beneath one of his. Cody rested his palm on her naked bottom, waiting.
The whole time, Jen stayed frozen, her eyes wide in shock, her hands trembling. Luke could see her biting her lower lip; any harder and she’d put her teeth through it.
“Give me your hands.” Reaching forward, Luke picked up her fingers, entwining them in his, holding them gently, feeling her trembling hands still as he held them. “Look at me,” he commanded softly.
She looked at him through her lashes, her eyes showing just the hint of fear. He felt the tiniest thrill of satisfaction at her panic. It was nothing less than she deserved – she’d stolen from him, after all.
“You are to hold my gaze while Cody turns your bottom red. I want you to look into my eyes while you are being punished and remember why you are here – that you attempted to steal from me.”
Her eyes dropped to the floor as her face turned beet red.
“Jen,” he prompted, injecting just enough sternness into his tone to be taken seriously.
Cody’s hand landed sharply on her bare bottom, the crack of flesh upon flesh echoing loudly around the small room. Jen jumped, her mouth falling open in shock.
“Look at me,” Luke commanded.
She did.
Cody’s flattened palm fell again and again, peppering her bottom with swats in a fast, regular rhythm. Jen flinched with every smack, but now that she held Luke’s gaze, it didn’t waver. Her eyes filled with tears as the spanking continued, but still she kept looking at him.
.....
Ready to grab your copy? You can do so at Amazon:
http://amzn.to/2q80x4Y
Happy (hawt) reading!
Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
In this new spanking romance, Jen McLeod’s life is falling apart. Having been caught selling marijuana as a last resort to pay for her brother’s expensive, highly specialized medical care, she faces the loss of her job and the potential for jail time. Penniless, desperate, and unsure what to do, she foolishly tries to steal a wallet from Luke Lewis, an old boyfriend, only to be chased down by his brother Cody.
Luke still has a place in his heart for Jen, and after the two brothers listen to her story they promise not to report her theft to the police if she will accept a punishment from them instead. Seeing no other choice, Jen agrees, and a few moments later she is sobbing and promising to be good as her bare bottom is soundly spanked.
The humiliating punishment leaves her with blushing cheeks and a burning backside, but afterwards Luke holds her in his arms and comforts her, and then the brothers make her an incredible offer. If she will be their little girl, obeying their rules and submitting to their discipline, they will bring her to live with them and provide for all of her needs.
Though she is shocked by their generosity and wonders if all of this might be too good to be true, the brothers quickly prove they are serious about taking care of Jen. She soon finds herself being bathed, cuddled, and spanked when she is naughty, and when the two brothers claim her beautiful body completely their firm, dominant lovemaking leaves her spent and satisfied. But can she learn to behave or will she spend most of her days with a bright red bottom?
Publisher’s Note: Daddies Take Control is a stand-alone sequel to Daddy Takes the Reins. It includes spankings, sexual scenes, and age play. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
Now check out this sizzling little excerpt... It's just enough to whet your appetite!
.....
“Cody’s going to put you across his knee and spank your bare bottom,” he informed her. “And I’m going to watch.”
He heard her sharp intake of breath, saw the colour drain from her face. He watched her stiffen when Cody first took her hand but she visibly relaxed when he stroked her knuckles with his thumb. And she didn’t appear to struggle as Cody tugged her gently down across his lap. She didn’t move when Cody eased her pants down her thighs, sliding both her jodhpurs and knickers down to her knees, and then locked her legs in place beneath one of his. Cody rested his palm on her naked bottom, waiting.
The whole time, Jen stayed frozen, her eyes wide in shock, her hands trembling. Luke could see her biting her lower lip; any harder and she’d put her teeth through it.
“Give me your hands.” Reaching forward, Luke picked up her fingers, entwining them in his, holding them gently, feeling her trembling hands still as he held them. “Look at me,” he commanded softly.
She looked at him through her lashes, her eyes showing just the hint of fear. He felt the tiniest thrill of satisfaction at her panic. It was nothing less than she deserved – she’d stolen from him, after all.
“You are to hold my gaze while Cody turns your bottom red. I want you to look into my eyes while you are being punished and remember why you are here – that you attempted to steal from me.”
Her eyes dropped to the floor as her face turned beet red.
“Jen,” he prompted, injecting just enough sternness into his tone to be taken seriously.
Cody’s hand landed sharply on her bare bottom, the crack of flesh upon flesh echoing loudly around the small room. Jen jumped, her mouth falling open in shock.
“Look at me,” Luke commanded.
She did.
Cody’s flattened palm fell again and again, peppering her bottom with swats in a fast, regular rhythm. Jen flinched with every smack, but now that she held Luke’s gaze, it didn’t waver. Her eyes filled with tears as the spanking continued, but still she kept looking at him.
.....
Ready to grab your copy? You can do so at Amazon:
http://amzn.to/2q80x4Y
Happy (hawt) reading!
Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
May 30, 2017
A Taste of Wonderland By: Allison West!
This week the Never Ending Blog brings us the awesome, Allison West, and recent erotic re-telling of Alice in Wonderland, A Taste of Wonderland: An Age-Play Romance
!
In this exciting book, Alice Hall is a thirty-two-year-old writer at The Daily Chronicle. When Mr. White pays a visit to her boss and insists she visit Wonderland on assignment, Alice believes it to be a cruel joke. She soon discovers that Wonderland is nothing like what she read as a child. The owner of the Queen of Tarts invites Alice inside, feeding her delightful sweets in hopes that Alice’s article will focus on her pastry shop. It is not only dessert that the owner of the Queen of Tarts feeds her but also stories of Baylor, the owner of the local pastry competitor, The Mad Batter. He may be hot and single, but he also has a reputation for having a secret club catering to special “Littles” hidden within town.
Will Alice be able to get an invite to the secretive club and find the story that she desires to write? Despite the dangers, Alice is determined to satisfy her curiosity. Will her investigative skills be enough to keep her out of trouble or will she find her bottom bared?
DISCLAIMER: A Taste of Wonderland is a modern romantic contemporary adaptation of Alice in Wonderland, and is intended only for adults. This novel features the spanking of adult women, elements of age play, including anal play, and power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.
Check out the brilliant excerpt right here...
Alice sat down, placing her purse on the floor. Her mouth watered as the aromas only seemed to further permeate the shop, making her stomach grumble. How could anyone step foot into such a store and not purchase a dessert? It was as though one could taste the sweetness in the air.
Tara approached the table with a hand-painted plate that held a small tart in the center and a shining silver fork to go along with it. Placing the plate onto the table, she sat down across from Alice. “Am I your first stop in Wonderland?” Tara asked.
Alice lifted the fork and took a bite of the tart, the taste savory and sweet as it tickled her tongue. What was in this dessert?
“Yes,” Alice mumbled between bites of tart. “Mr. White suggested that I visit with you first. Is there anyone else I should go visit next?”
“Mr. White owns an antique shop that specializes in pocket watches. You might find that entertaining. Though I must say that writing about my shop, Queen of Tarts, it would make a better story.”
Alice hungrily took another bite. She finished her tart and wiped her sticky fingers on a napkin, feeling quite thirsty. “Do you have something to drink?”
Tara headed to the refrigerator case and retrieved an antique bottle that required a bottle opener to pop the lid. She opened the drink, handing the blue fizzling liquid to Alice.
“What is this?” The outside of the bottle read “Drink Me.” She laughed, not waiting to hear Tara’s answer as she downed the sweet fruity liquid which eased the remainder of any fears she may have felt.
With a gulp, a warmth spread through Alice that made her tingle and giggle as though she were slightly tipsy. Her eyes were slanted with tiredness but she fought off the sensation to sleep. She had no bed and would require an hour’s drive home. Standing, Alice decided that it was time to go. Giggling, she could not contain her laughter as she found it hard to breathe.
“Here, I think the sugar in that tart went straight to your head. Did you not eat dinner?” Tara asked, shaking her head. “I would not have given you an entire tart had I known you were such a lush.” The smile never seemed to leave her lips. “Thank heavens you are with me here and not over at Mad Batter’s place. He would have you tied up in his underground BDSM club and spanked for such naughty behavior.”
“The Mad Batter?” Alice asked, trying to make sense of what Tara was telling her. Could she trust this woman? She had given her something that made her feel...unlike herself. Had she been drugged? The fear and confusion dissipated as she seemed to wake up further, giggling with happiness as her body relaxed and allowed her to let go.
.....
Ready to grab your copy? You can do so at Amazon:
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MT4084M/
Happy reading!
Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
!In this exciting book, Alice Hall is a thirty-two-year-old writer at The Daily Chronicle. When Mr. White pays a visit to her boss and insists she visit Wonderland on assignment, Alice believes it to be a cruel joke. She soon discovers that Wonderland is nothing like what she read as a child. The owner of the Queen of Tarts invites Alice inside, feeding her delightful sweets in hopes that Alice’s article will focus on her pastry shop. It is not only dessert that the owner of the Queen of Tarts feeds her but also stories of Baylor, the owner of the local pastry competitor, The Mad Batter. He may be hot and single, but he also has a reputation for having a secret club catering to special “Littles” hidden within town.
Will Alice be able to get an invite to the secretive club and find the story that she desires to write? Despite the dangers, Alice is determined to satisfy her curiosity. Will her investigative skills be enough to keep her out of trouble or will she find her bottom bared?
DISCLAIMER: A Taste of Wonderland is a modern romantic contemporary adaptation of Alice in Wonderland, and is intended only for adults. This novel features the spanking of adult women, elements of age play, including anal play, and power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.
Check out the brilliant excerpt right here...
Alice sat down, placing her purse on the floor. Her mouth watered as the aromas only seemed to further permeate the shop, making her stomach grumble. How could anyone step foot into such a store and not purchase a dessert? It was as though one could taste the sweetness in the air.
Tara approached the table with a hand-painted plate that held a small tart in the center and a shining silver fork to go along with it. Placing the plate onto the table, she sat down across from Alice. “Am I your first stop in Wonderland?” Tara asked.
Alice lifted the fork and took a bite of the tart, the taste savory and sweet as it tickled her tongue. What was in this dessert?
“Yes,” Alice mumbled between bites of tart. “Mr. White suggested that I visit with you first. Is there anyone else I should go visit next?”
“Mr. White owns an antique shop that specializes in pocket watches. You might find that entertaining. Though I must say that writing about my shop, Queen of Tarts, it would make a better story.”
Alice hungrily took another bite. She finished her tart and wiped her sticky fingers on a napkin, feeling quite thirsty. “Do you have something to drink?”
Tara headed to the refrigerator case and retrieved an antique bottle that required a bottle opener to pop the lid. She opened the drink, handing the blue fizzling liquid to Alice.
“What is this?” The outside of the bottle read “Drink Me.” She laughed, not waiting to hear Tara’s answer as she downed the sweet fruity liquid which eased the remainder of any fears she may have felt.
With a gulp, a warmth spread through Alice that made her tingle and giggle as though she were slightly tipsy. Her eyes were slanted with tiredness but she fought off the sensation to sleep. She had no bed and would require an hour’s drive home. Standing, Alice decided that it was time to go. Giggling, she could not contain her laughter as she found it hard to breathe.
“Here, I think the sugar in that tart went straight to your head. Did you not eat dinner?” Tara asked, shaking her head. “I would not have given you an entire tart had I known you were such a lush.” The smile never seemed to leave her lips. “Thank heavens you are with me here and not over at Mad Batter’s place. He would have you tied up in his underground BDSM club and spanked for such naughty behavior.”
“The Mad Batter?” Alice asked, trying to make sense of what Tara was telling her. Could she trust this woman? She had given her something that made her feel...unlike herself. Had she been drugged? The fear and confusion dissipated as she seemed to wake up further, giggling with happiness as her body relaxed and allowed her to let go.
.....
Ready to grab your copy? You can do so at Amazon:
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MT4084M/
Happy reading!
Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
May 24, 2017
Treat yourself to a freebie by Emmanuelle de Maupassant!
This hump day I am pleased to be able to bring news of a delicious FREE read from Emmanuelle de Maupassant!
Grab your copy of Highland Pursuits
for free right now (until 26th May, '17) , and enjoy this gorgeous (and very saucy) 1920s romance romp, set in wildest Scotland, featuring defiant debutante Lady Ophelia.
If you'd like to know more, then check out my review of this naughty little read, right here...https://www.goodreads.com/review/show...
You can download your copy for FREE now:
viewBook.at/HighlandPursuits
To be in with a chance of winning a paperback copy of the book, click here: https://promosimple.com/ps/b8d1
So, what are you waiting for? Get reading now!
Hugs and happy hump day!
Felicity Brandon
Grab your copy of Highland Pursuits
for free right now (until 26th May, '17) , and enjoy this gorgeous (and very saucy) 1920s romance romp, set in wildest Scotland, featuring defiant debutante Lady Ophelia. If you'd like to know more, then check out my review of this naughty little read, right here...https://www.goodreads.com/review/show...
You can download your copy for FREE now:
viewBook.at/HighlandPursuits
To be in with a chance of winning a paperback copy of the book, click here: https://promosimple.com/ps/b8d1
So, what are you waiting for? Get reading now!
Hugs and happy hump day!
Felicity Brandon
May 23, 2017
Daryl Devoré – What Happens in Bangkok!
This Tuesday, I am happy to bring you a special interview with Daryl Devore, in celebration of her latest release, What Happens In Bangkok!
What's your genre or do you write in more than one?
I write in erotic anything. If I can stick erotic in front of it, I'll have a go at it. I have 2 erotic contemporary billionaire stories, an erotic twisted fairy tale, an erotic medieval romance, an erotic contemporary fantasy, an erotic contemporary crash romance, and an erotic rock star romance.
Did you choose your genre or did it choose you?
It was chosen for me. I wrote a romance. Someone suggested making it hotter and ta da – erotic romance writer.
Is there any genre you'd like to try? Or is there one you wouldn't?
I don't think I'd ever want to try Creative Literary Fiction. Definitely not my cup of tea.
What fiction do you read for pleasure?
Mysteries – I have all of Agatha Christies, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Dorothy L Sayers' works, plus several other authors.
Tell me a bit about yourself and what inspired you to become a writer?
I live on the Ontario side of the Ontario/Quebec border. When I'm not writing, I'm a yoga class. As to what inspired me - I learned to print and was able then to put my stories on paper.
What is your greatest temptation:
In men: Matt Damon – hands down – no question.
In food: chocolate – no wait- cookies – oooh chocolate cookies
In clothes: jeans – I'm a pretty casual person although I love checking out $900 Prada heels.
Your dream home - mountains or ocean?
Ocean. My motto – Sun. Sand. Sea water.
Do you have a daily writing routine? If so, please share.
Let's see. I get up. Head to my laptop. Check emails. Then chaos ensues as life kicks in. So no – no writing routine.
What is your favorite book?
I have no idea. I have book shelves full of my favourite book.
What is your favorite movie?
The Bird Cage.
Who is your favorite historical figure?
Favourite historical figure???? Hmmm - let's go for Joan of Arc – girl had courage.
What do you have out now?
What Happens in Bangkok
To save Darien's life his brother asks, "Can you walk in high heels?"
Erika Bailey, owner/manager of a drag queen club in Bangkok, Thailand has happily settled into all aspects of her new life, except for her lack of a love life. When a new diva auditions, Erika is bewildered over her instant attraction to the blond God, Apollo.
Darien Scott is on vacation after a world tour and mistakenly figures the safest place to be is at The Black Dragon with the head of a Triad. When the club is hit, Darien is the only person to get out alive. Now he's running from the police and a Triad. Mistake number 1.
Disguised as a drag queen, he's hired by Erika, but falls hard for his new boss, then struggles with not coming clean with her. Mistake number 2.
Can he fix his mistakes and find a life filled with love or is he headed straight for mistake number 3?
This sounds like a fascinating book, and here's a spicy little excerpt to prove it...
He rolled his neck and shoulders as the heat worked its way into the tension. Again with the pity-party. Hmph, must be the wine talking.
A soft pop in his neck signaled the release of some tension. Wine talking? Could I have misinterpreted what Erika meant about the wine?
A spark of hope surged up from the depth that Darien had shoved it, but was immediately crushed. He slapped his hand on the wall. Stop being so stupid. She's not interested in anything long term. You are so off your game. Tired from the tour, then the stress of the shooting. Have a few laughs, then go home and get back to being Darien Scott.
With his head tilted upward, the rain-like steam trickled over his face and dribbled down his back. But it would've been nice. Her kisses ― what the…
The pressure of two lips against his bare upper arm snapped him from his thoughts. He lowered his face, swiped at the water, then opened his eyes.
No, he hadn't imagined the kiss. Standing next to him was Erika, fully clothed. An unverbalized hope had materialized beside him. She smiled as he turned to face her. A mixture of thoughts and questions shot through his mind. She silenced them all with the soft pressure of her finger on his lips.
Darien stretched out his hand to cup her cheek, but she slipped back out of his reach. She lifted her arms and dragged her fingers through her short hair, released her head and shook it. Droplets splashed against the wall. She moved forward a step so that the water spraying out splashed against her breasts and belly. Her blouse stuck to her like a second skin.
The vision of his peeling her blouse off and exposing her breasts brought his cock to attention. She lowered her gaze, running her tongue over her top lip. Darien swallowed–hard.
She pulled her fingers from behind her neck, trickled the back of them down her cheeks to her chest, then paused. Extending a finger, she toyed with the top button of her blouse.
Darien's focus locked on to even the tiniest movement. The flutter of an eyelid hit him deep in his belly. Erika spun away from him, shifting to peer over her shoulder. She matched his gaze and didn't blink. Water streamed down her cheeks, dripping off the end of her nose. Jealousy burned in Darien that the water could touch her and he knew he wouldn't be allowed. She planned on driving him crazy and he was willing to let her.
With the fluid grace of a dancer, Erika extended her arms, reached behind and tugged her blouse out of her waistband. She moved her hands before her. Although Darien couldn't see, he knew she'd undone the top button of her blouse. She opened the collar, exposing a bit of neck, then released another button, pulling the top of the blouse open a bit more. The fourth time, Darien had to clench his hands to stop from storming over, grabbing her blouse and ripping it open.
He wanted to–craved–to see her naked. Sprawled out beneath him. But he'd wait. The anticipation was sublime.
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Thanks Daryl for stopping by, and happy reading!
Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
What's your genre or do you write in more than one?
I write in erotic anything. If I can stick erotic in front of it, I'll have a go at it. I have 2 erotic contemporary billionaire stories, an erotic twisted fairy tale, an erotic medieval romance, an erotic contemporary fantasy, an erotic contemporary crash romance, and an erotic rock star romance.
Did you choose your genre or did it choose you?
It was chosen for me. I wrote a romance. Someone suggested making it hotter and ta da – erotic romance writer.
Is there any genre you'd like to try? Or is there one you wouldn't?
I don't think I'd ever want to try Creative Literary Fiction. Definitely not my cup of tea.
What fiction do you read for pleasure?
Mysteries – I have all of Agatha Christies, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Dorothy L Sayers' works, plus several other authors.
Tell me a bit about yourself and what inspired you to become a writer?
I live on the Ontario side of the Ontario/Quebec border. When I'm not writing, I'm a yoga class. As to what inspired me - I learned to print and was able then to put my stories on paper.
What is your greatest temptation:
In men: Matt Damon – hands down – no question.
In food: chocolate – no wait- cookies – oooh chocolate cookies
In clothes: jeans – I'm a pretty casual person although I love checking out $900 Prada heels.
Your dream home - mountains or ocean?
Ocean. My motto – Sun. Sand. Sea water.
Do you have a daily writing routine? If so, please share.
Let's see. I get up. Head to my laptop. Check emails. Then chaos ensues as life kicks in. So no – no writing routine.
What is your favorite book?
I have no idea. I have book shelves full of my favourite book.
What is your favorite movie?
The Bird Cage.
Who is your favorite historical figure?
Favourite historical figure???? Hmmm - let's go for Joan of Arc – girl had courage.
What do you have out now?
What Happens in Bangkok
To save Darien's life his brother asks, "Can you walk in high heels?"
Erika Bailey, owner/manager of a drag queen club in Bangkok, Thailand has happily settled into all aspects of her new life, except for her lack of a love life. When a new diva auditions, Erika is bewildered over her instant attraction to the blond God, Apollo.
Darien Scott is on vacation after a world tour and mistakenly figures the safest place to be is at The Black Dragon with the head of a Triad. When the club is hit, Darien is the only person to get out alive. Now he's running from the police and a Triad. Mistake number 1.
Disguised as a drag queen, he's hired by Erika, but falls hard for his new boss, then struggles with not coming clean with her. Mistake number 2.
Can he fix his mistakes and find a life filled with love or is he headed straight for mistake number 3?
This sounds like a fascinating book, and here's a spicy little excerpt to prove it...
He rolled his neck and shoulders as the heat worked its way into the tension. Again with the pity-party. Hmph, must be the wine talking.
A soft pop in his neck signaled the release of some tension. Wine talking? Could I have misinterpreted what Erika meant about the wine?
A spark of hope surged up from the depth that Darien had shoved it, but was immediately crushed. He slapped his hand on the wall. Stop being so stupid. She's not interested in anything long term. You are so off your game. Tired from the tour, then the stress of the shooting. Have a few laughs, then go home and get back to being Darien Scott.
With his head tilted upward, the rain-like steam trickled over his face and dribbled down his back. But it would've been nice. Her kisses ― what the…
The pressure of two lips against his bare upper arm snapped him from his thoughts. He lowered his face, swiped at the water, then opened his eyes.
No, he hadn't imagined the kiss. Standing next to him was Erika, fully clothed. An unverbalized hope had materialized beside him. She smiled as he turned to face her. A mixture of thoughts and questions shot through his mind. She silenced them all with the soft pressure of her finger on his lips.
Darien stretched out his hand to cup her cheek, but she slipped back out of his reach. She lifted her arms and dragged her fingers through her short hair, released her head and shook it. Droplets splashed against the wall. She moved forward a step so that the water spraying out splashed against her breasts and belly. Her blouse stuck to her like a second skin.
The vision of his peeling her blouse off and exposing her breasts brought his cock to attention. She lowered her gaze, running her tongue over her top lip. Darien swallowed–hard.
She pulled her fingers from behind her neck, trickled the back of them down her cheeks to her chest, then paused. Extending a finger, she toyed with the top button of her blouse.
Darien's focus locked on to even the tiniest movement. The flutter of an eyelid hit him deep in his belly. Erika spun away from him, shifting to peer over her shoulder. She matched his gaze and didn't blink. Water streamed down her cheeks, dripping off the end of her nose. Jealousy burned in Darien that the water could touch her and he knew he wouldn't be allowed. She planned on driving him crazy and he was willing to let her.
With the fluid grace of a dancer, Erika extended her arms, reached behind and tugged her blouse out of her waistband. She moved her hands before her. Although Darien couldn't see, he knew she'd undone the top button of her blouse. She opened the collar, exposing a bit of neck, then released another button, pulling the top of the blouse open a bit more. The fourth time, Darien had to clench his hands to stop from storming over, grabbing her blouse and ripping it open.
He wanted to–craved–to see her naked. Sprawled out beneath him. But he'd wait. The anticipation was sublime.
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Thanks Daryl for stopping by, and happy reading!
Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
May 19, 2017
Linz Basset's HOT NEW release!
Good morning, it's Friday, and I am thrilled to host the awesome, Linzi Basset, and her hot new release, Merciful: Seth's Revenge!
In the book, Seth Harris has one mission in life—Revenge.
Hatred consumes his every waking moment. But he is a patient man. He has hunted for two decades to annihilate the demons of his past; systematically. The end is in sight. Seth knows that the road to revenge leads to two graves—one for his enemy and one for himself. But he doesn’t care. He’s been dead inside for a long time.
Sasha Barlow has one mission in life— to find herself again.
She has known crippling pain and betrayal. She moves to Jacksonville to put the pieces of her life together again and joins Club Wicked Cove to embark on a journey of self-discovery.
As the Training Master at the club, Seth has his hands full with BDSM wannabes. But something about the gorgeous, red-haired siren drives him insane with lust. Sparks fly, when two broken souls take a dive into a maelstrom of passion & desire.
On the other hand, the Occhipintis continue to play a sinistrous game and stakes are higher than ever. Who is the hunter? Who is the hunted? That’s just a matter of perspective.
Will Sasha be able to trust again? Will Seth make room for love in his life? Can two broken halves make a whole?
If only it were that simple.
It never is.
Check out the sizzling excerpt...
She cried out when he flipped her over and their eyes met.
“Oh god. Not again, please,” she begged as she noticed the same madness in his gaze. She realized then what he had meant when he’d said that she would not be the same woman once he was done with her. This had only been the beginning.
“Oh, yes, little one. Again,” he said as he buried his face into her pussy and sucked wildly. Her body thrashed against him in helpless abandon.
Somewhere over the following hours Seth lost his drive to plunder and became considerate. His kisses had a raw intensity that made her breathing increase. Their naked skin moved softly together, like the finest of silk.
“God, this is a first for me. I’ve never gone tender during a night like this. You make me want to change, Sasha. Fuck, I’m sorry for submitting you to the beast in me, but Jesus, it’s the first time it’s given me so much pleasure at the same time,” he said, his voice sounding raw and guttural.
His movements became gentle then, changing her breathing as he thrust, her moans timed to his body. Then all at once he would stop and kiss a sensuous path from her breasts to her stomach, his hands light; then he'd lick and use his fingers all at once, watching her uncontrolled reaction; feeling how her legs moved; watching her body writhe.
“I’m going to make you beg for it, Sasha. By the time the sun rises, you’re going to be begging for it,” he said, but all she could do was let out a moan, unable to articulate a response.
Within seconds he was inside her again, fucking her harder, long enough to intoxicate her mind before stopping again.
Oh, god. If it's begging he wants, he's gonna have to stop long enough for my brain to start working again first . . .
.....
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Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
In the book, Seth Harris has one mission in life—Revenge.
Hatred consumes his every waking moment. But he is a patient man. He has hunted for two decades to annihilate the demons of his past; systematically. The end is in sight. Seth knows that the road to revenge leads to two graves—one for his enemy and one for himself. But he doesn’t care. He’s been dead inside for a long time.
Sasha Barlow has one mission in life— to find herself again.
She has known crippling pain and betrayal. She moves to Jacksonville to put the pieces of her life together again and joins Club Wicked Cove to embark on a journey of self-discovery.
As the Training Master at the club, Seth has his hands full with BDSM wannabes. But something about the gorgeous, red-haired siren drives him insane with lust. Sparks fly, when two broken souls take a dive into a maelstrom of passion & desire.
On the other hand, the Occhipintis continue to play a sinistrous game and stakes are higher than ever. Who is the hunter? Who is the hunted? That’s just a matter of perspective.
Will Sasha be able to trust again? Will Seth make room for love in his life? Can two broken halves make a whole?
If only it were that simple.
It never is.
Check out the sizzling excerpt...
She cried out when he flipped her over and their eyes met.
“Oh god. Not again, please,” she begged as she noticed the same madness in his gaze. She realized then what he had meant when he’d said that she would not be the same woman once he was done with her. This had only been the beginning.
“Oh, yes, little one. Again,” he said as he buried his face into her pussy and sucked wildly. Her body thrashed against him in helpless abandon.
Somewhere over the following hours Seth lost his drive to plunder and became considerate. His kisses had a raw intensity that made her breathing increase. Their naked skin moved softly together, like the finest of silk.
“God, this is a first for me. I’ve never gone tender during a night like this. You make me want to change, Sasha. Fuck, I’m sorry for submitting you to the beast in me, but Jesus, it’s the first time it’s given me so much pleasure at the same time,” he said, his voice sounding raw and guttural.
His movements became gentle then, changing her breathing as he thrust, her moans timed to his body. Then all at once he would stop and kiss a sensuous path from her breasts to her stomach, his hands light; then he'd lick and use his fingers all at once, watching her uncontrolled reaction; feeling how her legs moved; watching her body writhe.
“I’m going to make you beg for it, Sasha. By the time the sun rises, you’re going to be begging for it,” he said, but all she could do was let out a moan, unable to articulate a response.
Within seconds he was inside her again, fucking her harder, long enough to intoxicate her mind before stopping again.
Oh, god. If it's begging he wants, he's gonna have to stop long enough for my brain to start working again first . . .
.....
Why not one click here and start reading now?
AmazonCom : https://www.amazon.com/dp/B072J2DGZ8/
AmazonUK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B072J2DGZ8/
You can find Linzi Basset and myself over at the spanking new Wicked Pens page: https://www.facebook.com/groups/Wicke...
Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
May 17, 2017
The Super Sexy Giveaway!
I bring you a special blog post today to shout about the amazing new giveaway happening right now!
Twenty steamy authors (of which I am one!) have got together in order to offer you this amazing giveaway, and all you have to do to win $300 is to answer one extremely easy question.
By signing up to this giveaway you’ll also get lots of steamy new ebook steals and deals in your inbox, along with lots more competitions! It’s a win/win! You get to fill up your ebook library for pennies and giggle at our bad jokes ;)
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Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
Twenty steamy authors (of which I am one!) have got together in order to offer you this amazing giveaway, and all you have to do to win $300 is to answer one extremely easy question.
By signing up to this giveaway you’ll also get lots of steamy new ebook steals and deals in your inbox, along with lots more competitions! It’s a win/win! You get to fill up your ebook library for pennies and giggle at our bad jokes ;)
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Felicity Brandon
A bossy rancher with a twitchy palm. A spoiled, undisciplined young woman...
This hump day, I am so excited to be bringing you the awesome Amelia Smarts and her latest HOT release, Handling Susannah!
In the book, Rancher Adam Harrington has long yearned to marry a diligent, virginal bride with a sweet disposition. When he reads a young woman’s unusual advertisement requesting a mail-order cowboy as her groom, he thinks they might be a good match. He writes the woman a letter saying just that, and she pens a favorable response, accepting him as her future husband. Adam packs up his belongings and heads west to a bright new future.
When Susannah Smith’s father bequeathed his ranch to her, it was under one condition: She must be married. For Virginia City’s fallen woman, finding a man to marry is no easy feat. The men in town who seek to court the hot-tempered, unwed mother are sluggards and drunks, not the kind of men capable of running a ranch. Desperate to find a suitable husband or else lose everything, she expands her search by listing an ad in the paper.
When the two meet, Adam’s commanding presence makes a startling but good impression on Susannah. The attraction between them is undeniable, but that is soon followed by wariness. Susannah had planned to marry a man who would do her bidding, not take over everything. It’s her ranch, after all! Equally befuddled, Adam thought he’d be marrying a woman who knows her place, not a temperamental brat who could benefit from some time over his knee.
Susannah feels outraged by Adam’s authoritative ways, but his dominant handling in the bedroom leaves her trembling with desire. Will she learn to accept his firm leadership and expectations? And will Adam grow to love the woman who differs so drastically from the kind of wife he thought he wanted?
Warning: Handling Susannah is an historical western romance containing sexual scenes and domestic discipline, including punishment spanking. If these themes offend you, please don’t buy this book.
Here's comes a sexy, spanky excerpt for you... Brace yourselves! ;-)
“Come here and lie over my lap for our discussion, Susannah.”
She quirked her head to the side, confused. It was a strange way to ask her to sit on his lap. The prospect of it delighted her though. She’d already imagined being wrapped up in his arms while supported by his strong legs. She walked toward him without hesitation, noticing the censure in his gaze deepen as she grew nearer. But she did not allow his stern expression to discourage her. She felt hopeful that he would soon forgive her deception. After all, she had chosen him and she was beautiful. He didn’t yet know about her reputation or her son, so he couldn’t judge her for those things yet. One step at a time.
When she reached where he was sitting, she sat down on his lap quite provocatively and draped her arms around his neck, causing her bosom to be positioned centimeters from his face. He was to be her husband, and she had no desire to be coy with him. She drew a deep breath that raised her breasts to touch his chin and stared dolefully into his eyes, sincerely believing that her feminine wiles would cause the discussion to be less severe, if not forgotten altogether.
He inhaled sharply and closed his eyes for a moment, showing her that he was not unaffected by the close proximity of her body, but when he opened them, they were gleaming with disapproval. She saw lust there, too, but his jaw was set in determination not to allow it to sway him from the “discussion.”
“I said to lie over my lap, woman, not sit on it. You’re a peck and a half of trouble, aren’t you?” He pushed her off, took hold of her arm, and bent her over his knees face down. It happened so fast that it took a moment for her understanding to catch up with his actions. By the time she realized he intended to spank her, he’d tossed up her pretty pink skirt and petticoat. Susannah’s legs flailed in the air and her palms touched the floor. For a moment she felt like she was going to fall, but his large left hand curled firmly around her side and held her in place.
“Mr. Harrington!” she cried, squirming. “Surely you don’t intend to…” She couldn’t even say the word. Her face felt hot as her blood drained down to it and she could hear her heartbeat pumping in her ears.
“…spank you?” he finished.
.....
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Happy reading everyone!
Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
In the book, Rancher Adam Harrington has long yearned to marry a diligent, virginal bride with a sweet disposition. When he reads a young woman’s unusual advertisement requesting a mail-order cowboy as her groom, he thinks they might be a good match. He writes the woman a letter saying just that, and she pens a favorable response, accepting him as her future husband. Adam packs up his belongings and heads west to a bright new future.
When Susannah Smith’s father bequeathed his ranch to her, it was under one condition: She must be married. For Virginia City’s fallen woman, finding a man to marry is no easy feat. The men in town who seek to court the hot-tempered, unwed mother are sluggards and drunks, not the kind of men capable of running a ranch. Desperate to find a suitable husband or else lose everything, she expands her search by listing an ad in the paper.
When the two meet, Adam’s commanding presence makes a startling but good impression on Susannah. The attraction between them is undeniable, but that is soon followed by wariness. Susannah had planned to marry a man who would do her bidding, not take over everything. It’s her ranch, after all! Equally befuddled, Adam thought he’d be marrying a woman who knows her place, not a temperamental brat who could benefit from some time over his knee.
Susannah feels outraged by Adam’s authoritative ways, but his dominant handling in the bedroom leaves her trembling with desire. Will she learn to accept his firm leadership and expectations? And will Adam grow to love the woman who differs so drastically from the kind of wife he thought he wanted?
Warning: Handling Susannah is an historical western romance containing sexual scenes and domestic discipline, including punishment spanking. If these themes offend you, please don’t buy this book.
Here's comes a sexy, spanky excerpt for you... Brace yourselves! ;-)
“Come here and lie over my lap for our discussion, Susannah.”
She quirked her head to the side, confused. It was a strange way to ask her to sit on his lap. The prospect of it delighted her though. She’d already imagined being wrapped up in his arms while supported by his strong legs. She walked toward him without hesitation, noticing the censure in his gaze deepen as she grew nearer. But she did not allow his stern expression to discourage her. She felt hopeful that he would soon forgive her deception. After all, she had chosen him and she was beautiful. He didn’t yet know about her reputation or her son, so he couldn’t judge her for those things yet. One step at a time.
When she reached where he was sitting, she sat down on his lap quite provocatively and draped her arms around his neck, causing her bosom to be positioned centimeters from his face. He was to be her husband, and she had no desire to be coy with him. She drew a deep breath that raised her breasts to touch his chin and stared dolefully into his eyes, sincerely believing that her feminine wiles would cause the discussion to be less severe, if not forgotten altogether.
He inhaled sharply and closed his eyes for a moment, showing her that he was not unaffected by the close proximity of her body, but when he opened them, they were gleaming with disapproval. She saw lust there, too, but his jaw was set in determination not to allow it to sway him from the “discussion.”
“I said to lie over my lap, woman, not sit on it. You’re a peck and a half of trouble, aren’t you?” He pushed her off, took hold of her arm, and bent her over his knees face down. It happened so fast that it took a moment for her understanding to catch up with his actions. By the time she realized he intended to spank her, he’d tossed up her pretty pink skirt and petticoat. Susannah’s legs flailed in the air and her palms touched the floor. For a moment she felt like she was going to fall, but his large left hand curled firmly around her side and held her in place.
“Mr. Harrington!” she cried, squirming. “Surely you don’t intend to…” She couldn’t even say the word. Her face felt hot as her blood drained down to it and she could hear her heartbeat pumping in her ears.
“…spank you?” he finished.
.....
Read the First Chapter for Free on Amelia’s Blog: https://ameliasmarts.com/handling-sus...
Buy Handling Susannah – FREE for Kindle Unlimited subscribers
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Happy reading everyone!
Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
May 16, 2017
Seeing Ronnie, Romancing the Coast, Book 1 by Libby Campbell!
This Tuesday, I am pleased to welcome Libby Campbell to my blog, with her latest hot spanking release, Seeing Ronnie!
In the book we meet Ronnie Flynn—aloof, beautiful, cool as a cucumber—and desperate to get to the society event of the year: Simon and Sadie’s engagement party on Seguro Island. No surprise that her name isn’t on the guest list, but as always, Ronnie has a backup plan. A plan that involves the handsome Del Franklin.
Del agrees to a swap: Ronnie gives him the scoop on his estranged wife’s dirty secrets and he takes her as his date to his boss’s party. The handsome, buff man of Italian descent makes only one condition: Ronnie better be good. No snooping. No manipulating. No digging for dirt. Or else.
With crossed fingers, and in spite of Del’s threat of putting her over his knee for disobeying, Ronnie ‘promises’ to be a good girl. Right. She’s not worried about Del. Her code of Keeping a Healthy Distance will protect her heart, and her backside. She’s too wily to get caught, anyway.
Ronnie sees. Literally. She can channel people’s feelings and see into their hearts. All her life, she has been hiding this secret weapon—her psychic ability—because what she sees is often too hard understand and impossible to share. If she can handle that secret, surely she can handle Del. Or can she? He’s not like anyone else. Nothing has prepared her for him. She shouldn’t react like this to his dominance. She’s an independent, wealthy woman in her own right. No man will tell her what to do. Yet, there is something about this sexy dominant Latin lover that makes her pulse race.
Will Ronnie allow Del to break her Code of Keeping a Healthy Distance? Will seeing Ronnie open Del’s eyes to a new world? Will the two of them ever see life the same way?
Publishers’ note: Seeing Ronnie is intended for adults only. Spanking and other sexual activities represented in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults. Nothing in this book should be interpreted as Blushing Books’ or the author’s advocating any non-consensual spanking activity or spanking of minors.
Check out the hot excerpt from Seeing Ronnie...
Del tilted her face up to his. “Don’t you ever speak to me like that again,” he said. His honey brown eyes sparked with reproach and something more, raw desire. His fingers burned on her skin and the heat of his stare made her itch in places that no man had scratched for a very long time. Part of her wanted to reach out and pull him close, to feel his powerful body wrapped around hers.
She was she losing her mind. The island had made her take leave of all her senses.
Embarrassment quickly replaced her light-headed lust. While it was perfectly natural to have perved on the man, it was sloppy and amateurish to have been caught. With a strength she didn’t know she possessed, she wrenched her wrist free and pushed him away as hard as she could. He took two steps backwards to regain his balance and a grim smile spread over his face.
She put her hands on her hips and glared at him. “Or you’ll do what? Refuse to take me to the party tonight?” She spat the words and tried to skirt around him on the narrow path.
“I warned you the other day about the consequences of bad manners.” He caught her around the waist with his left hand and held her facing away from him. Then he raised his right hand high and brought it down on the top of her bare thighs with a loud crack that was more noise than impact.
“That’s what your rudeness gets you,” he said. “That and a lot more. But next time it will be on your bare bottom with you turned over my knee, as promised. I expect you to speak to me at least as respectfully as you would any business associate. Remember, I have experience with naughty girls. I’m the father of a fourteen-year-old, but you, unlike my spirited daughter, will be spanked for rudeness or sass. You’re a grown up and able to walk away from me if you want to, something she can’t do. Different rules for different girls. Only the big girls get spanked. So, if you and I are going to spend time together, and I hope this weekend is just the start of things, I expect you to show me good manners and thoughtful behavior.”
Ronnie looked at him, her mouth opening and closing. She knew she resembled a guppy and was just as wordless. This man had second sight of his own, straight into her soul. She wanted him and he knew it. Now he was saying he wanted her too. Was that an opportunity or a risk? Thoughts of what he was offering raced through her brain.
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Happy reading,
Hugs,
Felicity Brandon
In the book we meet Ronnie Flynn—aloof, beautiful, cool as a cucumber—and desperate to get to the society event of the year: Simon and Sadie’s engagement party on Seguro Island. No surprise that her name isn’t on the guest list, but as always, Ronnie has a backup plan. A plan that involves the handsome Del Franklin.
Del agrees to a swap: Ronnie gives him the scoop on his estranged wife’s dirty secrets and he takes her as his date to his boss’s party. The handsome, buff man of Italian descent makes only one condition: Ronnie better be good. No snooping. No manipulating. No digging for dirt. Or else.
With crossed fingers, and in spite of Del’s threat of putting her over his knee for disobeying, Ronnie ‘promises’ to be a good girl. Right. She’s not worried about Del. Her code of Keeping a Healthy Distance will protect her heart, and her backside. She’s too wily to get caught, anyway.
Ronnie sees. Literally. She can channel people’s feelings and see into their hearts. All her life, she has been hiding this secret weapon—her psychic ability—because what she sees is often too hard understand and impossible to share. If she can handle that secret, surely she can handle Del. Or can she? He’s not like anyone else. Nothing has prepared her for him. She shouldn’t react like this to his dominance. She’s an independent, wealthy woman in her own right. No man will tell her what to do. Yet, there is something about this sexy dominant Latin lover that makes her pulse race.
Will Ronnie allow Del to break her Code of Keeping a Healthy Distance? Will seeing Ronnie open Del’s eyes to a new world? Will the two of them ever see life the same way?
Publishers’ note: Seeing Ronnie is intended for adults only. Spanking and other sexual activities represented in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults. Nothing in this book should be interpreted as Blushing Books’ or the author’s advocating any non-consensual spanking activity or spanking of minors.
Check out the hot excerpt from Seeing Ronnie...
Del tilted her face up to his. “Don’t you ever speak to me like that again,” he said. His honey brown eyes sparked with reproach and something more, raw desire. His fingers burned on her skin and the heat of his stare made her itch in places that no man had scratched for a very long time. Part of her wanted to reach out and pull him close, to feel his powerful body wrapped around hers.
She was she losing her mind. The island had made her take leave of all her senses.
Embarrassment quickly replaced her light-headed lust. While it was perfectly natural to have perved on the man, it was sloppy and amateurish to have been caught. With a strength she didn’t know she possessed, she wrenched her wrist free and pushed him away as hard as she could. He took two steps backwards to regain his balance and a grim smile spread over his face.
She put her hands on her hips and glared at him. “Or you’ll do what? Refuse to take me to the party tonight?” She spat the words and tried to skirt around him on the narrow path.
“I warned you the other day about the consequences of bad manners.” He caught her around the waist with his left hand and held her facing away from him. Then he raised his right hand high and brought it down on the top of her bare thighs with a loud crack that was more noise than impact.
“That’s what your rudeness gets you,” he said. “That and a lot more. But next time it will be on your bare bottom with you turned over my knee, as promised. I expect you to speak to me at least as respectfully as you would any business associate. Remember, I have experience with naughty girls. I’m the father of a fourteen-year-old, but you, unlike my spirited daughter, will be spanked for rudeness or sass. You’re a grown up and able to walk away from me if you want to, something she can’t do. Different rules for different girls. Only the big girls get spanked. So, if you and I are going to spend time together, and I hope this weekend is just the start of things, I expect you to show me good manners and thoughtful behavior.”
Ronnie looked at him, her mouth opening and closing. She knew she resembled a guppy and was just as wordless. This man had second sight of his own, straight into her soul. She wanted him and he knew it. Now he was saying he wanted her too. Was that an opportunity or a risk? Thoughts of what he was offering raced through her brain.
***
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May 10, 2017
Motorcycle Master by Maggie Carpenter!
This hump day I am pleased to bring you the talented Maggie Carpenter, and her latest hot release, Motorcycle Master!
In the book, Marco D’Angelo is living a lie. Tall, powerful, brooding, and intimidating, he’s the muscle for a nefarious motorcycle gang, but he has been working undercover for the D.E.A., chasing a shadowy drug lord.
For two long years Marco has been forced to remain a loner, his life in constant danger, but when Kat Baldwin joins the club, he suddenly finds himself in a quanda-ry.
Rebellious, raven-haired and green-eyed, wearing leathers that cling to her voluptuous curves, she takes his breath away. Though his keen instinct tells him there’s more to Kat than meets the eye, and she’s trouble with a capital T, he can’t ignore the intense chemistry blazing between them.
Faster than his bike can race, Marco is under orders to spank her, but when the punishment is over, she shocks him. Chastised women drop their gaze, but not the emerald-eyed vixen. She stares up at him with unwavering scrutiny, and just minutes later she dares to challenge him.
He aches to fist her hair and crush her lips.
To consume her
To make her his.
Can he resist the ferocious desire?
Sounds tempting, huh? Read on for a juicy little excerpt...
Leaning forward she gripped the arms of the solid wooden chair, but as her fingers curled around them she lifted her eyes and locked his. It was unnerving, but all he could do was continue, and raising his hand he began slapping her bright red cheeks.
Moving his palm from side to side, he carried his smacks from the center of her backside down to her sit spot and back up again. Her utterances grew in pitch, and for a moment he wondered if they were sounds of pleasure, not pain, but a loud groan broke into his thoughts, and looking up he saw Kratos breathing heavily and wearing a satisfied smile.
“Pull up your pants,” Marco muttered, quickly moving behind the chair so she couldn’t spy the bulge in his jeans.
“You get the message?” Kratos growled. “Marco is in charge. The rules are simple; don’t mess with the men who are taken, don’t taunt anyone, and don’t girly gossip. If you’ve got a beef, take it to him. Questions?”
“No.”
He narrowed his eyes.
“Start any trouble and you’re ass will be a roasted tomato before it’s kicked out-ta here, got it?”
“Yep.”
“Take her into the bar, buy her a drink, let everyone know she’s okay, then come back here.”
Marco nodded, and grateful his erection was subsiding, he followed her as she headed to the door, but her hips were seductively swinging from side to side, and he couldn’t seem to rip his eyes from the salacious sight.
“Why do you talk so much?” she quipped as they made their way down the hallway towards the bar. “A girl can’t get a word in edgewise.”
“You want another visit from my hand?”
“Name the place, give me a time, and I’ll make sure I’m five minutes late,” she retorted, her husky voice making him want to shove her against the wall and crush her lips with his.
“Better be careful what you wish for.”
“Where’s the fun in that?”
“Who said anything about fun?”
Why was she still being defiant? Had he been right? Had she enjoyed getting her butt smacked? He had stopped walking and was scowling down at her. Women in the club didn’t dare talk back to him, but she seemed to have no fear, and it was turning him on.
“Are you always such a grouch,” she asked with a wry grin, “or is my sparkling personality bringing out the best in you?”
“Keep it up and you’ll bring out the beast in me.”
“That’s clever,” she exclaimed, her eyes widening. “I like that. Can I steal it?”
Gripping her arm he hustled her across to the bar, and wrapping his large hands around her waist, he picked her up and plonked her on a barstool.
“Everyone,” he declared, turning to face the crowded tavern, “this is Kat,” then shifting his attention to the bartender he leaned across the counter. “Jim, one of whatever she wants.”
“Sure, Marco,” the bartender replied. “Nice to meet you, Kat. What’s it gonna be?”
Marco was already walking away when he heard her request.
“Marco, straight up, with a twist of lemon wrapped around his you-know-what.”
.....
Check out the HOT TRAILER for Motorcycle Master!
https://youtu.be/B7MT0Ks2qIM
Grab your copy at the following places:
AMAZON
U.S. http://amzn.to/2mAgBdb
U. K. https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B06XPWC4TY
KOBO
https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/moto...
Find more of Maggie Carpenter here:
www.youtube.com/channel/UC34D1JhwfFec...
www.MaggieCarpenter.com
www.facebook.com/maggiecarpenterwriter
Twitter:@magcarpenter2
Hugs and happy reading,
Felicity Brandon
In the book, Marco D’Angelo is living a lie. Tall, powerful, brooding, and intimidating, he’s the muscle for a nefarious motorcycle gang, but he has been working undercover for the D.E.A., chasing a shadowy drug lord.
For two long years Marco has been forced to remain a loner, his life in constant danger, but when Kat Baldwin joins the club, he suddenly finds himself in a quanda-ry.
Rebellious, raven-haired and green-eyed, wearing leathers that cling to her voluptuous curves, she takes his breath away. Though his keen instinct tells him there’s more to Kat than meets the eye, and she’s trouble with a capital T, he can’t ignore the intense chemistry blazing between them.
Faster than his bike can race, Marco is under orders to spank her, but when the punishment is over, she shocks him. Chastised women drop their gaze, but not the emerald-eyed vixen. She stares up at him with unwavering scrutiny, and just minutes later she dares to challenge him.
He aches to fist her hair and crush her lips.
To consume her
To make her his.
Can he resist the ferocious desire?
Sounds tempting, huh? Read on for a juicy little excerpt...
Leaning forward she gripped the arms of the solid wooden chair, but as her fingers curled around them she lifted her eyes and locked his. It was unnerving, but all he could do was continue, and raising his hand he began slapping her bright red cheeks.
Moving his palm from side to side, he carried his smacks from the center of her backside down to her sit spot and back up again. Her utterances grew in pitch, and for a moment he wondered if they were sounds of pleasure, not pain, but a loud groan broke into his thoughts, and looking up he saw Kratos breathing heavily and wearing a satisfied smile.
“Pull up your pants,” Marco muttered, quickly moving behind the chair so she couldn’t spy the bulge in his jeans.
“You get the message?” Kratos growled. “Marco is in charge. The rules are simple; don’t mess with the men who are taken, don’t taunt anyone, and don’t girly gossip. If you’ve got a beef, take it to him. Questions?”
“No.”
He narrowed his eyes.
“Start any trouble and you’re ass will be a roasted tomato before it’s kicked out-ta here, got it?”
“Yep.”
“Take her into the bar, buy her a drink, let everyone know she’s okay, then come back here.”
Marco nodded, and grateful his erection was subsiding, he followed her as she headed to the door, but her hips were seductively swinging from side to side, and he couldn’t seem to rip his eyes from the salacious sight.
“Why do you talk so much?” she quipped as they made their way down the hallway towards the bar. “A girl can’t get a word in edgewise.”
“You want another visit from my hand?”
“Name the place, give me a time, and I’ll make sure I’m five minutes late,” she retorted, her husky voice making him want to shove her against the wall and crush her lips with his.
“Better be careful what you wish for.”
“Where’s the fun in that?”
“Who said anything about fun?”
Why was she still being defiant? Had he been right? Had she enjoyed getting her butt smacked? He had stopped walking and was scowling down at her. Women in the club didn’t dare talk back to him, but she seemed to have no fear, and it was turning him on.
“Are you always such a grouch,” she asked with a wry grin, “or is my sparkling personality bringing out the best in you?”
“Keep it up and you’ll bring out the beast in me.”
“That’s clever,” she exclaimed, her eyes widening. “I like that. Can I steal it?”
Gripping her arm he hustled her across to the bar, and wrapping his large hands around her waist, he picked her up and plonked her on a barstool.
“Everyone,” he declared, turning to face the crowded tavern, “this is Kat,” then shifting his attention to the bartender he leaned across the counter. “Jim, one of whatever she wants.”
“Sure, Marco,” the bartender replied. “Nice to meet you, Kat. What’s it gonna be?”
Marco was already walking away when he heard her request.
“Marco, straight up, with a twist of lemon wrapped around his you-know-what.”
.....
Check out the HOT TRAILER for Motorcycle Master!
https://youtu.be/B7MT0Ks2qIM
Grab your copy at the following places:
AMAZON
U.S. http://amzn.to/2mAgBdb
U. K. https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B06XPWC4TY
KOBO
https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/moto...
Find more of Maggie Carpenter here:
www.youtube.com/channel/UC34D1JhwfFec...
www.MaggieCarpenter.com
www.facebook.com/maggiecarpenterwriter
Twitter:@magcarpenter2
Hugs and happy reading,
Felicity Brandon
