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February 25, 2015
Two Erotic Audiobooks for Only $1.99
Get BOTH Daddy’s Girl Books 1 & 2 on audio – for only $1.99!
Later this month I will be releasing the third book in my popular Daddy’s Girl Series. POOR LITTLE DADDY’S GIRL on audiobook. (The sexy firefighter romance is currently available in ebook and print.) In preparation, I thought I’d share with you this awesome deal! If you’ve never listened to an audiobook on your phone or in your car – you are missing out on a guilty pleasure!
For a limited time only – the second Daddy’s Girl Book – DADDY’S GAME – is on sale at Audible for only $1.99. New customers can also get their first download FREE so if you choose to download the first book in the Daddy’s Girl Series – DADDY MOREBUCKS - as your first download you will get it FREE – that’s two audiobooks for $1.99!
You can also check out the Daddy’s Girl Series at Amazon or your favorite bookseller. It’s available in eBook and Print as well as audio.
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February 23, 2015
Sexting with Her New Master #MasturbationMonday
Welcome to Masturbation Monday! Today I’m sharing a snippet from my new release – Taken By The Tycoon, a light-hearted novella about a divorcee and the handsome (and younger) billionaire who introduces her to the world of dominance and submission. In this snippet, Violet is contemplating what exactly Stuart is asking of her and researching the concept of a Dominants and submissive relationship…
It sounded like being a sub was a sexual thing. A sexual thing where one’s “master” dominated them in all sorts of ways, including bondage, beatings, hard-core sex, even humiliation. Her nerve endings felt as though they were on the outside of her skin. Stuart wanted to do all that to her? It seemed incredibly difficult to believe he had that kind of interest in her.
But the thought of being helpless, at his mercy, brought a tingle to her whole body, especially the spot between her legs. In fact, the idea aroused her more than she had been in ages, and she reached her hand down and stroked her pussy, something she had almost forgotten how to do.
But what about the pain? She wasn’t sure if she would like being hurt, being flogged and whipped didn’t sound very sexy, but the idea of being bound and unable to do anything to stop his advances—now that was hot!
Taking a deep breath, Violet contemplated how much of this forbidden world she wanted to know about firsthand. Did she dare call him?
The idea of being Stuart’s submissive frightened her. Violet worried about how this would affect her reputation if anyone ever found out, plus there were the concerns about her physical safety. Not to mention the fact that she was too old for him. It was one thing for older men to date younger women, but when older women went out with younger men, people talked, and she had a good ten years on Stuart. But none of her qualms could compete with the allure of being Stuart Swearingen’s sex slave, even if only for a brief encounter. The man was incredibly attractive, and what he proposed was beyond enticing.
As scared as she was to take the risk, she couldn’t pass up the opportunity to explore whatever it was he had proposed.
Violet tentatively picked up the phone and texted the number on Stuart’s card.
Stuart? It’s Violet.
Then she dropped the phone onto her bedside table like it was hot. What did she know about dating or sex these days? She felt like a fool wading way out of her depths where, at any moment, a wave could come crashing down over her head and whisk her out to sea. The last time she was single, there was no texting, and you waited for the man to call you, not the other way around. She wasn’t sure she liked this new dating where there didn’t seem to be any rules, or at least, if there were, she didn’t know what they were.
Her phone dinged with an incoming text and she let out a breath she hadn’t realize she’d been holding. She looked down and saw that, thankfully, it was from Stuart.
Hello, Violet. I’m happy to hear from you.
Her heartbeat boomed in her ears.
Thanks. I have a few questions, if that’s okay.
Fire away.
She breathed in, trying to steady her nerves and typed.
So this submissive thing, is it mostly sexual?
She couldn’t believe she’d mentioned sex in a conversation with this man so soon after they’d begun communicating, but he’d initiated it and it felt like she had no choice but to follow his lead if she wanted something to happen with him.
Yes.
She stared at his response. So he wanted to have sex with her. The way he pressed her up against the lockers at the country club was her first clue, but this confirmed it, and the notion filled her with a combination of fear and excitement. She pictured him naked, poised over her and it made her sigh with longing.
Yes, that was all he was going to say about the matter? She needed to ask some more questions, and she hated that he was making her work for it.
What about the pain? That makes me nervous.
Any pain I would inflict upon you would be to enhance your sexual pleasure.
Oh. Good, she was worried he was into hurting women, but if it was about sex, she was more inclined to try it.
Okay.
After she pressed send, she sat back on the bed, her fingers absently making their way between her legs.
Her phone binged.
I’d like to tie you up.
Violet moaned. The idea made her incredibly horny, and she stroked herself through the fabric of her pants.
Then what?
She pressed send and smiled at her own boldness. Sending an encouraging text like that to a relative stranger was definitely not appropriate behavior. In fact, it was decidedly naughty, and she reveled in it.
More next week…
Taken by the Tycoon
He reminds me of the men who grace the walls of stores where my daughter shops. Men with rippling abs and sinewy ropes of muscles. Men intended for younger women.
I never expected him to notice me. Imagine my surprise when he cornered me in the locker room, pressed his incredible body against mine, and forced me to acknowledge a desire more powerful than anything I’d experienced before.
Now that he has introduced me to the pleasures of being dominated, he wants to possess me completely. But how can I risk my heart, when I know his affection will never last?
Early 5 Star Reviews for Taken by the Tycoon (Amazon)
“Every one of Normandie’s novels asks us to look at a part of human nature. In this case, we are asked to explore why can’t older woman date a younger man without social commentary. The second question is what is behind the concept of a sub dominant relationship. Here is where Normandie is a skilled expert…” ~Janet Anne
“I’ve read a few of Normandies books, her buccaneer series, and really enjoyed them, but have to admit that I began reading Taken by the Tycoon, with a biased opinion..I expected it to be raw, gritty and kind of a wham, bam, thank you ma’am story. NOT! Normandie was able to weave Violets thoughts and emotions into a very believable for me story, I truly could see myself thinking and feeling these same thoughts if I was in Violet and Stewarts positions. I expected this to be a quick, hot, bdsm read. And it was. But the underlying arc of pushing through preconceived stereotypes and allowing yourself to be happy, made this story resonate.” ~Amazon Customer
“Taken by the Tycoon is a real sizzler… The sex scenes really deliver and even though I’m not a big BDSM fan, the sub/dom relationship stays mostly in the bedroom so it doesn’t feel at all like Violet has no rights in the relationship.” ~Susan Cook
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February 20, 2015
Propositioned While Pressed Against the Lockers #SatSpanks
Welcome to Saturday Spankings! Today I’m sharing a snippet from my brand new release – Taken By The Tycoon, a light-hearted novella about a divorcee and the handsome (and younger) billionaire who introduces her to the world of dominance and submission. In this snippet, Violet has developed a crush on Stuart, and apparently he’s noticed her staring at him, because he corners her in the ladies locker room at the country club…
A part of her was outraged he had the gall to enter the women’s dressing room unannounced and sneak up behind her, but another part was fascinated and intrigued by his odd behavior. It wasn’t fear she felt, but excitement, and a shot of adrenaline coursed through her veins.
“It’s been a long time,” he growled.
“Yes, it has,” she answered nervously. “You’ve grown up quite a bit.”
He chuckled. It was a deep throaty sound and made her legs quiver. “I guess I have, and you’ve never looked sexier.” Heat rose between them as he closed the distance separating them.
“I’ve seen the way you look at me,” he said.
Taken by the Tycoon
He reminds me of the men who grace the walls of stores where my daughter shops. Men with rippling abs and sinewy ropes of muscles. Men intended for younger women.
I never expected him to notice me. Imagine my surprise when he cornered me in the locker room, pressed his incredible body against mine, and forced me to acknowledge a desire more powerful than anything I’d experienced before.
Now that he has introduced me to the pleasures of being dominated, he wants to possess me completely. But how can I risk my heart, when I know his affection will never last?
Early 5 Star Reviews for Taken by the Tycoon (Amazon)
“Every one of Normandie’s novels asks us to look at a part of human nature. In this case, we are asked to explore why can’t older woman date a younger man without social commentary. The second question is what is behind the concept of a sub dominant relationship. Here is where Normandie is a skilled expert…” ~Janet Anne
“I’ve read a few of Normandies books, her buccaneer series, and really enjoyed them, but have to admit that I began reading Taken by the Tycoon, with a biased opinion..I expected it to be raw, gritty and kind of a wham, bam, thank you ma’am story. NOT! Normandie was able to weave Violets thoughts and emotions into a very believable for me story, I truly could see myself thinking and feeling these same thoughts if I was in Violet and Stewarts positions. I expected this to be a quick, hot, bdsm read. And it was. But the underlying arc of pushing through preconceived stereotypes and allowing yourself to be happy, made this story resonate.” ~Amazon Customer
“Taken by the Tycoon is a real sizzler… The sex scenes really deliver and even though I’m not a big BDSM fan, the sub/dom relationship stays mostly in the bedroom so it doesn’t feel at all like Violet has no rights in the relationship.” ~Susan Cook
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Interview with Sweet Surrender Author Maddie Taylor
Join me in welcoming Maddie Taylor to the blog today for Friends on Friday. We’re talking about her new book, Sweet Surrender.
What was the inspiration behind this book?
Sweet Surrender is book 2 in my Sweet Series. Mostly, I wanted to write a few stories set in my hometown, which is the Detroit area. They say write what you know, yes? So of course, my heroine had to be a nurse (like me), a curvy girl (like me) and a redhead (also like me, um… year, depending on if I’ve been to the salon ). I also can have that fiery temper, which is a stereotype, but in my case, very true. I don’t have the daddy issues that Jess had thank goodness, but I like to throw in drama based on emotional stresses that all of face in life. The psych nurse in me just has to, plus working in the field for twelve years gave me a lot of material and insight into how real folks deal.
Which character spoke to you the most while you were writing this book or which was you favorite?
Jessie, because there is a lot of me in her.
When did you know you wanted to be a writer?
Hm… that’s tough. I’ve always been a reader and often, while reading a story would think, it would have been so much better he did this, or the story would have really been 5-stars if the author had just done that, and I could do this (write a book). I also have a very active imagination and desperately needed an outlet. It wasn’t until the last decade that I put some of my ideas down on paper. Once I’d compiled a file full of potential plots, I finally took the plunge and wrote Captain My Captain. It was a giant leap and I didn’t think at the time anyone would want to read it, let alone publish it. Boy, am I glad someone did (Blushing Books). Now, 17 books later, I actually feel like I’ve made the switch from reader to author.
Tell us about your favorite atmosphere for writing.
Definitely, silence while in my den, sitting in my big cushy chair and a half. Cleo, my cat is usually camped out on my chest, which is a challenge, but she is sweet and cuddly so I deal. In the winter, I’m wearing my fuzzy slippers, have my Komfy Kabin fleece throw on my lap and a cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows and/or whipped cream at my fingertips. Summertime includes floating in my blowup floaty with both cup holders filled with a lemon drop or a strawberry margarita (to stimulate the imagination, or course.)
Tell us about your “discipline” for writing. Are you consistent – writing at the same time every day or do you write in spurts and stops? How do you balance writing with the rest of your life?
Oh, Normandie, I wish I didn’t have to admit it, but I am undisciplined. I have no routine. I write when I can around my 40+ hour/week day job and living life with my hubby of more years than I care to admit. I’m often burning the midnight oil, way into the wee hours and hubby doesn’t seem to mind. I do get spurts that I call writing frenzies, sometimes writing 10-15K in a weekend, or more. I love those frenzies until life interferes or I poop out—why do I have to poop out??? Fortunately, I haven’t had a slowdown period yet, and I hope I never do. I keep a notebook with me and jot down ideas when I have them, which is often while driving for some reason. Currently, I have 18 different story lines waiting for me in my book idea folder; so many stories, so little time.
Do you have any preferred resources that you use for writing?
Um… Should I be embarrassed to say that I have never heard of any of those things? Now I’ll have to google them.
Do you have a project in the works that you’d like to tell us about?
Second Time Lucky, Club Decadence Book 5 is nearly done. After that, book 3 in my Silverbend series, because Luke’s story is screaming at me to be written, so back to 1878 I will happily go.
What is your favorite way to promote one of your books?
Thanks for asking. Currently, I’m on a blog tour. You are stop #4. Along with great interviews and hot excerpts, I’m giving away free books and gift cards for those who come along on the tour with me. Here is the link for details:
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What are you reading right now?
Next in line on my kindle… Smolder by L. Wilder. Yep, I confess to having a thing for motorcycle men.
Are you an introvert or an extravert?
I think I’m a little of both. While quite social, talkative and outgoing, I also like to stay at home and nest, sometimes hibernating for a weekend. Me and my husband have pajama days sometimes, which are the best. Often they come in the fall, on Saturday, during college football season, but heck a day to bum around in your jammies, is awesome.
What food or drink could you not live without?
Drink: Diet Mountain Dew
Food: Mexican. Too broad? My homemade chicken enchiladas with cream cheese, green chilies and chicken overstuffed in tortilla shells then covered with heavy cream, cheddar cheese and red enchilada sauce. Mm… once baked, the cream turns thick like a creamy Alfredo sauce. To. Die. For!
If you had to be stranded on a desert island – who is the one person you’d like to be stranded with, and what one luxury item would you like to have with you?
That’s easy: my husband (the love of my life) and an unlimited supply of sunscreen. As I mentioned, I’m a redhead and am very fair, so I fry in the sun.
If you could be any animal what would it be? Why?
My cat. People say dogs have the life, but Princess Cleo has it all. A wonderful home, lots of toys to play with, cuddles and snuggles whenever she wants, doing as she pleases anytime (did I mention, she’s a cat?), and when it snows 5 inches with a layer of ice, she doesn’t have to go outside to pee. Okay, the litterbox thing is gross, but it beats having to go out in -11 degree temps, which is what they are calling for here tomorrow, and I live in the south! So, it’s a cat’s life for me.
What is something readers would be surprised to learn about you?
Maybe the motorcycle man fetish that I listed above. I also read vanilla romance quite often. I admit I often think, this would be a great place for a spanking, however.
Sweet Surrender
Abandoned by her father at a young age, Jessie Swanson swore she’d never again depend on any man, let alone someone with Dr. Marc Trent’s reputation as a player. Upon being assigned to work a shift as Marc’s nurse, she vows to keep things entirely professional, but when the darkly handsome surgeon asks Jessie to dinner her promises prove no match for his golden-brown eyes.
One date turns into another, and then another, and the better Jessie gets to know Marc, the more his take-charge personality appeals to her. She soon finds herself craving his dominance in the bedroom as well, and when he takes her over his knee, bares her bottom, and spanks her long and hard, she is left blushing and begging for more. But after Jessie learns that Marc’s mother and sisters are unhappy about their match, she retreats into her work, sure that a girl who used to call a trailer park home can’t possibly have a future with someone like him.
When Marc puts his foot down about Jessie’s excessive overtime hours and her failure to take care of herself properly, things come to a head. Jessie decides to move on rather than risk losing her independence to a man she fears will one day cast her aside, but Marc doesn’t give up easily. Will the wounds of Jessie’s past keep them apart forever, or can Marc prove to her that he is not only a man she can depend on, but one worthy of her surrender?
Publisher’s Note: Sweet Surrender is a stand-alone sequel to Sweet Salvation. It is a full-length erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, medical play, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
Excerpt
His hand abandoned her and he shifted slightly. In her heightened state, the slight scraping of the wooden hairbrush on the nightstand sounded like thunder in her ears. When it landed with a loud crack, the sound reverberated loudly in the room, as did her high-pitched yelp of surprise. It didn’t deter him in the least as he brought the brush down in repetitive fashion on first one cheek and then the other. It was worse than the spatula, which wasn’t solid wood; the ‘S’ carved into the wood lessened the intensity, perhaps. It was worse than the belt; old and broken in like the wet noodle he’d spoken of, it seemed insignificant now, but maybe the memory had faded over time. The small wooden hairbrush was worse than his palm; with less area, the blow was more concentrated and it stung like a mother—
The next blow interrupted her flow of thoughts, as jagged and disjointed as they were and her yelp became strident.
“Are you okay, baby?” he asked without pause.
“It really stings.”
“Good. Remember this. It will be worse if you ever think to run from me again, leaving a note, ignoring my calls, not coming to the door when I come to see you. You’re twenty-eight; I expect you to act like the adult you are, the professional with a shit-ton of responsibilities weighing upon your shoulders, with the lives of patients in your hands. With all that, which you handle adeptly, I expect you to be able to come to your man when something is bothering you. Understand?”
As he’d spoken, he’d laid down a barrage of spanks, the staccato of the brush matching the emphasis of his words. Her butt was ablaze with scorching heat as she called out, “Yes, sir, I understand.”
With four more swats, two each applied to the uppermost aspect of her thighs, where the curve of her bottom began, he was done. She knew this from the clatter of the brush on the nightstand, or the floor. Either way, it was over and his hand returned, the coolness of his skin soothing immediately. He then sat her upright, rolling her onto her hip and cradling her against his chest.
“It’s over, cara. All is forgiven and we move forward from here.”
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February 19, 2015
Desiring Death by C.P. Mandara #NewRelease #Erotica
Violetta is an executioner… of vampires. Famed for her fiery beauty and mesmerising personality, she has never failed an assignment.
Monsieur Martinet is no ordinary vampire, though. He is a master at his craft and can control humans with the merest flick of his eyelids. The vampire huntress with the porcelain skin and flaming red hair has killed all of his brethren, without exception. He now seeks the ultimate revenge: her submission in HIS bed.
If he’s allowed to stay alive long enough, that is.
Do You Want to Fight Me?
‘Do you want to fight me, princess? Do you want to slam those little fists of yours against my chest and call me names?’
She didn’t answer him. Her voice was locked away within her throat once more, at his request. He had obviously heard enough this evening. Her job was to lay there and look pretty, she guessed. Oh dear God.
Black ropes slithered up her limbs, and they coiled around her flesh in a serpentine fashion, winding themselves tighter and tighter, tugging at her limbs. No.
‘I want you spread wide open for me, Violetta. That way you’ll be ready to be taken at a moment’s notice. I’ll also be able to see how aroused you are for me, and I think you like this body of mine, don’t you, Vi?
Her grunt of protest remained trapped inside her head, but she knew he heard it.
‘Oh, I know you find me attractive. Now we’re going to work on needs, wants and desires. I’m going to train you to be desperate for the slightest touch my hand may choose to bestow upon your flesh. We’re going to make you a hungry, panting, pathetic little slave who lives for nothing more than to pleasure and serve the capricious notions of her master. I’ve developed quite an overactive imagination over the years, I’ll have you know. We’re going to have so much fun together, you and I.’
The words were lost in her head, but they echoed over and over. The rope was reeling her arms and legs tightly into the wooden corners of the four poster bed and she was beginning to resemble a large ‘X’ shape. Try as she might, bracing her arms and legs against the firm tugs did not help in the slightest. Finally, she was splayed out to the ropes satisfaction and the pressure against her wrists and ankles lessoned slightly.
Martinet ran his index and middle finger up and around the small ridge of her ankle. He watched intently as she sucked in air. At this moment in time her mind did not like his fingers upon her. Her body called her a liar, though, and trembled at the ridiculously light touch.
His fingers then dived under the glistening organza of her gown and crept up a shapely calf. Tiny little steps that did little more than tickle her, but she got noticeably more nervous as they tiptoed higher and higher.
‘You never thanked me for the arm, you know.’
Violetta told him, in no uncertain terms, just what he could do with his thank you.
‘Tsk, tsk. A lady never swears.’ He grinned at her, letting the pads of his fingers brush up against the delicate skin of her inner thigh. The nervous pounding of her heart and the flush of heat that turned her cheeks from alabaster to cherry almost instantly, told him all he needed to know. His fingers wandered higher.
‘Don’t. Stop.’ The whispered plea inside her head was frantic.
‘Oh, I don’t intend to,’ he said, deliberately misunderstanding her and without warning his hand clamped around her sex. She rose up into him and gasped. It appeared that her body was once again under her control. Oh who was she kidding? The vamp played her better than Hendrix played the guitar. He knew when to stroke, when to cajole and, more importantly, when to strike.
‘My goodness, you’re not wearing any panties,’ he exclaimed with a devilish gleam in his eyes. ‘Why you wanton little…’ Martinet didn’t finish his last word. Now that Violetta had regained the use of her voice, she was about to use it at the top of her lungs. Unfortunately, Martinet was once again one step ahead of her, and his face was rapidly descending towards hers. The scream that had been bursting to escape just seconds ago, curdled in her throat. Her body pulled against the ropes. Not to get away from him, as it should have, but to move closer. She wanted those talented lips on hers. She wanted his hands on her fevered, naked flesh and already, she craved the intense pleasure that he could so easily bestow upon her. Covering her lips with his own, he breathed her in. She, on the other hand, couldn’t breathe at all. His hands were running up her arms, tracing delicate, rambling patterns on her flesh, while his tongue might have been forked like a dragon’s, for it spilled sparkling flames of fire wherever it landed. The ropes rubbed tightly against her wrists and ankles, but she didn’t give a damn. She drank him in whole and writhed sinuously underneath his body, begging for more of the same.
‘Isn’t it hideously embarrassing to be this attracted to your jailor?’ His lips left hers with a soft pop and for a moment she just blinked in surprise. Her body was still pulling against her bonds, trying to get ever closer to her talented antagonist. It was horribly humiliating. That alone made her furious.
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Christina (C.P.) Mandara was born in the UK, but has spent most of her life travelling the world. She speaks three languages and has been chiefly employed in the fields of finance and travel. Her favourite city is Sydney and her favourite holiday destination is the south of France.
She loves keeping fit and enjoys running, cycling, surfing and sailing. In her spare time she’s usually cuddled up with a good book, exploring the countryside or baking in the kitchen. In fact, she loves her kitchen so much she’s one of few woman who wouldn’t mind being tied to it! Her first and foremost love is writing, however, and more often than not you’ll find her on a laptop spinning tales of romance, erotica or dark, paranormal fantasies.
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Other Works by C.P. Mandara
Pony Tales Series
The Riding School (1)
Learning the Ropes (2)
Hot to Trot (3)
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A Rough Ride (5)
Evading Death Series
Dancing With Death: Ensnared and Enraptured (Prequel) $0.99/£0.99
Desiring Death (1)
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February 13, 2015
Billionaire Cub Gives Cougar Her First Spanking
Welcome to Saturday Spankings! Today I’m sharing a snippet from my brand new release – Taken By The Tycoon, a light-hearted novella about a divorcee and the handsome (and younger) billionaire who introduces her to the world of dominance and submission. Here’s a peek at Violet’s first spanking from her new lover…
“Yes, Sir,” he corrected. He slapped her again on her ass. Hard. Her heart raced and the stinging sensation on her rear end excited her more than she had anticipated.
“Ouch! Yes, Sir.”
He whacked her cheeks again. And again. With each slap of his hand, heat rose in her buttocks and on her face. She cried out with each blow. This was a serious spanking, and she wiggled under his touch.
“Be still, Violet. You must remain still during your punishment,” he said sharply.
“Sorry, Sir.” She tried to hold her body in the same position, even as he continued to tenderize her now feverish bottom with his palm. He gave her more than she ever thought she could tolerate, and she was embarrassed that she found it so arousing.
Taken by the Tycoon
He reminds me of the men who grace the walls of stores where my daughter shops. Men with rippling abs and sinewy ropes of muscles. Men intended for younger women.
I never expected him to notice me. Imagine my surprise when he cornered me in the locker room, pressed his incredible body against mine, and forced me to acknowledge a desire more powerful than anything I’d experienced before.
Now that he has introduced me to the pleasures of being dominated, he wants to possess me completely. But how can I risk my heart, when I know his affection will never last?
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February 11, 2015
Cover Reveal – Taken by the Tycoon
Taken by the Tycoon
He reminds me of the men who grace the walls of stores where my daughter shops. Men with rippling abs and sinewy ropes of muscles. Men intended for younger women.
I never expected him to notice me. Imagine my surprise when he cornered me in the locker room, pressed his incredible body against mine, and forced me to acknowledge a desire more powerful than anything I’d experienced before.
Now that he has introduced me to the pleasures of being dominated, he wants to possess me completely. But how can I risk my heart, when I know his affection will never last?
Excerpt
He kissed her on the forehead. “You truly were a very good girl today. Next time I’ll bring my ropes.” His eyebrows lifted, the anticipation palpable for them both.
“Promise?” Violet asked saucily.
“If you are a good girl and promise not to touch yourself until I see you next week,” he said.
“What?”
He grabbed her by the waist and whispered in her ear menacingly, “That pussy of yours belongs to me.”
Her eyes widened. “It does?”
There was an intensity in his eyes she’d never seen before. “Do you want it to?”
She nodded.
“Say it.”
“Yes, Sir. I want my pussy to belong to you.”
Coming Soon…
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February 6, 2015
Sexy Firefighter Disciplines the Brat He Rescues #SatSpanks
Welcome to Saturday Spankings! This snippet is from my latest release, Poor Little Daddy’s Girl, which is now available at Blushing Books as well as other booksellers. When Charmaine Bainbridge accidentally sets her apartment on fire, handsome firefighter Hunter Baldwin tries to rescue her. But when she refuses to cooperate, he throws her over his shoulder to whisk her to safety. She is squirming in his arms when he says…
“Hold still or I will have to give you a spanking!”
He felt her stiffen. “You can’t be serious.”
“Oh, I’m deadly serious. If you don’t co-operate you’re going to hurt yourself or both of us.”
Bent over his shoulder, she squealed as she beat on his back with tiny fists.
She wasn’t going to behave. This was a woman who liked to play games, and he had little patience for people like that.
She wore a skirt and he knew he should leave her skirt down, but a need deep inside him got the better of him and he pulled it up to reveal two round, tanned globes interrupted by a thin strip of yellow fabric that served as underwear. His breath caught in his chest for a second as he admired her ass.
Poor Little Daddy’s Girl
Twenty-four-year-old Charmaine Bainbridge appears to have it all—beauty, fame, and tremendous wealth—yet behind all the glitz and glamor hides a sad little girl who has been abandoned by every man she’s ever loved.
When firefighter Hunter Baldwin saves Charmaine from a fire in her penthouse apartment—a blaze started by her own carelessness—he’s appalled by her nonchalant attitude. Forced to carry her to safety, he throws her over his shoulder, but not before correcting her behavior with a well-deserved spanking. Something about Charmaine arouses him deeply, and it isn’t just her gorgeous looks. This girl needs to be firmly corrected and thoroughly dominated, and a part of Hunter demands that he be the one to take her in hand.
Though he’s used to charging into burning buildings on a daily basis, Hunter knows taming Charmaine’s wild ways may prove to be his greatest challenge yet. Undeterred, he takes on the role of Charmaine’s daddy dom in hopes of breaking down her defenses and healing her wounds. But can she bring herself to open her heart to him, or will she remain the lonely little rich girl forever?
Publisher’s Note: Poor Little Daddy’s Girl is the third book in the Daddy’s Girl series. It incorporates characters from the first two books in the series, but it is a stand-alone novel. This book includes spankings, sexual scenes, BDSM content, and more.
What are People Saying about Poor Little Daddy’s Girl?
A Night Owl Reviews TOP PICK!
“I’ve always said that Daddy’s Game by Normandie was my go to for a naughty read and that it was my favourite but Natron and Carmen…you gotta go!! Because there is a new couple in town and they are taking over everything! In this book we have the very ‘oh good lord’ handsome Hunter, he is a firefighter we met in Daddy’s game and he is also the big gorgeous hero who saved Charmaine after she was a very careless naughty girl!! I will continue about Hunter but first can I just say that I think Hunter is the best Daddy so far!!…This book had me at start to finish and it’s my favourite one now because these two made me laugh and made me blush but also made me weep. All in all, this is a great read for anyone who has all different kinks up their alley, Normandie done it again and wrote a brilliant book and one that will be my go to. I can’t wait to read more by her.” ~JoAnne on Amazon UK
“It’s extremely hard to find an author who can write a Daddy/little girl book with great character development and storyline without heavily focusing on the smutty aspects of the relationship. Don’t get me wrong, there is some seriously hot smut in this book, but the story is there to provide a great balance. Not to mention amazing character development and growth…If you are a fan of romance with a twist of kink and a bit of the forbidden side of a BDSM relationships this is the book for you.” ~The Head Whore at Mommy’s a Book Whore
“I snapped this book up and devoured it…This book is well written and a page turner. And the sex is hot, Hot, HOT! I don’t normally read Daddy/babygirl stories, but this is twice now that I’ve read them by Normandie Alleman. There isn’t a lot of age play, but you get the point that they are Daddy and babygirl without it. Ms. Alleman writes about the lifestyle, of which I’m a part, with respect and well researched stories.” ~nd, Goodreads Librarian
“A great story filled with love, loss, hurt, betrayal, understanding and sex that will leave you panting.” ~Samaris on Amazon
“Charmaine is a character that grows on you, one you will eventually end up loving… another great story.” ~Amy B. on Goodreads
“I loved the first two Daddy’s Girl series but this one is my new favorite one…” Laurel on Amazon
You can pick up your copy of Poor Little Daddy’s Girl here:
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Learn more about the other books in the Daddy’s Girl Series and the rest of my books here. Watch the Book Trailer for the Daddy’s Girl Series here. Sign up for my Racy Raconteur newsletter here and get a FREE story – Daddy’s Naughty Girl.
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February 5, 2015
Lauren Blakely’s FORBIDDEN NIGHTS Available for Pre-Order! #Giveaway
WIN AND CREATE YOUR FORBIDDEN GETAWAY!
Lauren Blakely does it again and brings readers more smoldering, sexy nights in her Seductive Nights Series with her newest novel, FORBIDDEN NIGHTS.
In Lauren Blakely’s newest Seductive Nights novel, Nate Harper knows exactly how to please a woman. And Casey Sullivan is convinced Nate is the one to give her some hands-on guidance. Lauren wants to deliver with some pleasure for her readers too — so she’s offering an extra special Forbidden Getaway GIVEAWAY with this novel!
Back by popular demand, Lauren Blakely has put together an extra special Forbidden Giveaway for her readers-The chance to win your very own Forbidden Night, Seductive Nights Style! This is your chance to create your own Forbidden Getaway! You’ll have the opportunity to win a night at your favorite hotel and dinner at your favorite restaurant, and all you have to do to enter is take the Be Seduced Trivia Quiz about the Seductive Nights Series in the back of the novel! This is your chance to discover a Forbidden Night of your own!* Readers can access the quiz in the eBook version of FORBIDDEN NIGHTS, and will have until February 21st to enter the quiz. To be clear, the back of the FORBIDDEN NIGHTS eBook is the ONLY location with the link to the quiz.**
FORBIDDEN NIGHTS is the next novel in the Seductive Nights Series and can be read as a standalone.
*Forbidden Getaway giveaway is for a value of up to $500 only.
**Paperback only readers can contact Lauren Blakely directly about how to enter the contest.
ExcerptHe stood in the hallway wearing charcoal slacks, a crisp white shirt, and the navy tie. Her fingers itched to unknot that tie. He was rolling up the cuffs on one of the sleeves. A businessman at the end of the workday—that’s what she would’ve named this photograph of him that she took in her mind’s eye.
“Did you open the box?”
She shook her head. He entered her apartment and she let the door fall shut behind them with a click.
He strolled casually to her kitchen, leaned against the counter, and tapped the wood.
She understood. The game was on. They were playing their parts. Joining him in the kitchen, she grabbed the bottle of whiskey and poured him a glass, doing her best to keep her hands steady. She watched his every move as he knocked back the amber liquid. She imagined the burn in his throat. He set the glass down. It was nearly empty.
She stood near him, keenly aware that it was his move next.
This was a chess game, and she barely knew how to play. She swallowed dryly. Waiting. Uncertain.
She wanted a burn in her throat too. That would be better than all these nerves. She grabbed his glass and finished it.
“Do you want to open the box now?”
She nodded, grateful to have been given his direction. “Yes. I do.”
He tipped his forehead to the L-shaped couch in the living room.
She nodded briefly, and walked over to the couch. She sank down into the soft material, stretching her legs out in front of her on the lounge section, crossing them at the ankles. He joined her in the living room, choosing to sit on an ottoman, his knees spread, his hands resting on his thighs. “Open it now, Casey.”
Leaning forward, she reached for the black box and untied the bow, letting it fall to the floor. Gingerly, with nervous fingers, she lifted the top, shimmying it off. In seconds, she’d know what he’d planned, and a ribbon of excitement unfurled inside her from the possibilities. She wanted to say something, but words escaped her at that moment. She wasn’t sure how to vocalize all these unsteady feelings thrumming through her body.
Or if he would even respond.
Nate had always been easy to talk to. He’d always been chatty. But the man was wearing steely silence like a new coat. All his moves were measured, chosen carefully, designed to keep her guessing as to what he had in store for the evening.
She put the top of the box on the table, and the guessing game ended when she dipped her hands inside the box and withdrew a long, silky scrap of fabric—a blindfold. Next, she reached for a soft object, retrieving a feather tickler from his collection of goodies. Finally, there was a small riding crop, as if it had been made in miniature. Perhaps, so it didn’t seem so scary. She glanced up at him. His eyes seemed dark brown tonight. Gone was that warm golden color, replaced with a heat, a sensuality and blazing desire for her.
She trembled. “What do you want to use first?”
He didn’t answer her question. Instead, he issued an instruction. “Lie back. Close your eyes.”
She did as told, scooting into the couch. She hadn’t even turned on music, so she was keenly aware of every sound. Of the low hum from the refrigerator, of the far-off din of traffic, of the stirrings of a breeze. But there were no words from him. The silence vibrated between them as she waited, the world dark behind her eyelids.
His fingers found their way to the top of her stockings. Gently, he rolled them down, one by one, removing them, along with her shoes. “Don’t get me wrong. These are unbearably sexy, but I need your bare skin.”
Her world went pitch black. He had pressed the silk blindfold over her eyes. “This is about you. About all the things you can feel if you let go. With this on, all you can do is feel,” he said, low and husky, near her ear. Oh God, she was feeling everything. She was feeling the tight coil of desire deep inside her, and the fervent hope that he’d take her to the far edge of pleasure. That’s what she was feeling.
She drew a quick breath at the soft fluttery touch from a feather running along the inside of her calves. The feather brushed across her knee. Goosebumps rose on her flesh. Her skin felt electric as the feather travelled across her body, visiting her belly, teasing her breasts, trailing along her sides. When the sensations stopped briefly she wanted to ask what happened, until she felt the feather once more.
He was tracing the shell of her ear, and she gasped.
Warmth spread inside her body. She had no idea that being touched on her ear would be such a turn on. She had no notion either that she’d arch her back, seeking closeness, willing him to touch more, when he ran the feather down her arm, inside her elbow and across her wrist. “Your whole body is a playground,” he instructed. “For now, until you learn to thoroughly give up control, it will be my playground. Isn’t that right, Casey?”
She nodded and moaned her agreement in a voice she didn’t even recognize as her own.
“Then hike up your skirt for me,” he told her.
Instantly, she responded to his request. She reached for the hem, pulling it up. Her skirt was now bunched at her waist. He stopped, and hissed in his breath. His audible reaction to her body drove her arousal. They were a feedback loop of desire. She’d move; he’d admire. He’d say a dirty word; she’d heat up. They fed each other with this fevered kind of lust. She pictured him drinking her in, memorizing the way she looked half-undressed on her couch.
Then, she was alone again as she heard him rustling through the box. She knew what was in the box: three things. She was wearing one of them. The other one he had already used. That left only the one she feared. She tensed, waiting for soft to change to hard. For tenderness to turn to a sting.
She emitted a small cry at the first smack. He had flicked the crop once against the flesh of her outer thigh. He shifted to the other, flicking her there. She let out a tiny yelp. Reflexively, she closed her legs. She wasn’t sure if she liked the crop. She parted her lips to speak, but then his fingertip pressed softly against her mouth. “Shhh,” he said. “I can tell you don’t like it.”
In a second, he was trailing the crop down her chest, underneath her bra, and along her rib cage.
Then it was gone.
He must have lifted it in the air again, and she waited nervously for him to swat her. But instead, she felt something hard against the wet panel of her panties. He was using the riding crop against her clit, like a toy, turning something she hadn’t liked into something she enjoyed immensely now. He rubbed one end across her throbbing bundle of nerves, stroking her, sending the temperature inside of her through the roof. She sought more friction, more contact, lifting her hips closer. When he stopped, she heard a whooshing sound in the air, then a smack against the hardwood floors. He’d tossed it away.
Next was the weight of his body on hers, his soft voice in her ear, him whispering, “I never ever want to do something to you that you don’t like. Do you understand that?”
“Yes.”
“You should only feel pleasure with me. You should never feel anything less than desire,” he said, and he was Nate now, the man she trusted inside and out.
The next thing she knew the blindfold was falling loose, dropping to her nose, giving her sight again. There he was, raised on his arms above her, and smelling like sex.
Tonight. God, she hoped he’d take her tonight. Reaching behind her head, he untied the blindfold all the way, then brought it to her wrists, wrapping it around them in a circle, and binding them together in a tight knot.
“I’m going to undress you now.”
He laced his hands around her back, unhooked her bra, and freed her breasts. Then he unsnapped her skirt, tugged it down her hips, to her knees, and over her ankles, laying it neatly on the couch.
His eyes roamed her body, drinking her in from head to toe.
“The panties must go,” he said, a clear command, now back into character.
She held up her bound wrists as if to say you’re going to need to be the one to take them off.
In one swift move, his hands were on her hips, practically tearing them off, like a hungry, greedy man eager for the prize.
He stood and stepped away from her. He crossed his arms over his chest. “I want to watch you spread your legs for me. Do it nice and slow. Like a tease. Make me so fucking hard, harder than I already am, from the way you open your legs.”
A red-hot, scorching, sexy standalone romance novel from NYT and USA Today Bestselling author Lauren Blakely…
She has been the star of his dirty dreams for years.
Sexy hotel CEO Nate Harper has lusted after his good friend Casey Sullivan for a long time, and she’s cried out his name in pleasure countless times in his fabulously filthy fantasies. But even though he’s quite skilled at pleasing a woman, he won’t act on his intense desire because he knows he’s no good for her. After the kind of hurt his ex inflicted on him, he’s a committed playboy for life, and Casey only wants true love.
All that changes one hot night when she comes to him with a proposition he can’t resist — she wants him to teach her to be submissive in the bedroom. Casey soon learns how very much she likes letting go of control to him. She’s never been more turned on in her life than she is in Nate’s arms. And he’s never been more taken by a woman.
The only trouble is as she experiences what it means to let go, he starts to experience what it means to feel again…And the lessons in seduction threaten to turn into so much more than either one bargained for…
What happens when years of desire and lust ignite a passion that can’t be denied?
*FORBIDDEN NIGHTS is a standalone full-length novel in the bestselling SEDUCTIVE NIGHTS series following the love affair of Nate and Casey. There is no cliffhanger in this book! You can read FORBIDDEN NIGHTS on its own, but you would likely enjoy the other books too.*
Pre-order your copy today! Releases February 17th. On sale for $3.99
For Kobo, Google Play, and Paperback: http://www.laurenblakely.com/forbidden-nights/
ALSO – Pick up a copy of A Night of Seduction: a teaser of Forbidden Nights
“I don’t want lessons in seduction. I want lessons in submission.”
The offer is too tempting to let slide through his fingers. Having been the star of his fantasies for years now, the chance to guide Casey Sullivan step-by-step, night-by-night, O-by-ecstatic-O in how to let go of control is a dream come true for Nate Harper. The hands-on training begins tonight, in the first night of seduction.
The only problem is, how will these two best friends face each other in the morning after that kind of mind-blowing night?
*A NIGHT OF SEDUCTION is a free prequel novella that offers a glimpse of the first hot night in the soon-to-be-released full-length novel FORBIDDEN NIGHTS. This short novella will only be available until February 16. After that it will be included in the novel! THIS IS A VERY SEXY STORY WITH HOT HOT HOT SCENES!*
Giveaway
Signed Paperbacks of the Seductive Nights Series (One Winner – 3 books)
About the Author
Lauren Blakely writes sexy contemporary romance novels with heat, heart, and humor, and her books have appeared multiple times on the New York Times, USA Today, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and iBooks bestseller lists. Like the heroine in her novel, FAR TOO TEMPTING, she thinks life should be filled with family, laughter, and the kind of love that love songs promise. Lauren lives in California with her husband, children, and dogs. She loves hearing from readers! Her bestselling series include Caught Up in Love, Seductive Nights, and Fighting Fire. She recently released Nights With Him, a standalone novel in her New York Times Bestselling Seductive Nights series that became an instant New York Times Bestseller. Her next book in that series is Forbidden Nights, releasing in early 2015. She also writes for young adults under the name Daisy Whitney. To receive an email when Lauren releases a new book, text BLAKELY + your email address to 678-249-3375 (please use the actual + sign)
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January 30, 2015
Firefighter Warming His Hands Up To Do What? #SatSpanks
Welcome to Saturday Spankings! This snippet is from my latest release, Poor Little Daddy’s Girl, which is now available at Blushing Books as well as other booksellers. I would try to explain this snippet, but Charmaine is always behaving badly and needing a spanking so this is just another day at the office for her and the firefighter who rescued her not once, but twice…
She could hear him rubbing his hands together excitedly. Then it occurred to her, maybe he was getting them warmed up for…
Smack!
Ouch, yes, he’d been warming them up to spank her bottom.
His palm struck her posterior again this time bringing more of a sting with it. She wanted to ask why he was punishing her, but after that last reprimand she didn’t dare speak.
As if he’d read her mind he said, “I’m spanking you because you, Charmaine, little tiger, have been a very bad girl.”
He slapped a hand against her hind end, this time harder. She braced her arms against the chair, steeling herself for the blows.
Poor Little Daddy’s Girl
Twenty-four-year-old Charmaine Bainbridge appears to have it all—beauty, fame, and tremendous wealth—yet behind all the glitz and glamor hides a sad little girl who has been abandoned by every man she’s ever loved.
When firefighter Hunter Baldwin saves Charmaine from a fire in her penthouse apartment—a blaze started by her own carelessness—he’s appalled by her nonchalant attitude. Forced to carry her to safety, he throws her over his shoulder, but not before correcting her behavior with a well-deserved spanking. Something about Charmaine arouses him deeply, and it isn’t just her gorgeous looks. This girl needs to be firmly corrected and thoroughly dominated, and a part of Hunter demands that he be the one to take her in hand.
Though he’s used to charging into burning buildings on a daily basis, Hunter knows taming Charmaine’s wild ways may prove to be his greatest challenge yet. Undeterred, he takes on the role of Charmaine’s daddy dom in hopes of breaking down her defenses and healing her wounds. But can she bring herself to open her heart to him, or will she remain the lonely little rich girl forever?
Publisher’s Note: Poor Little Daddy’s Girl is the third book in the Daddy’s Girl series. It incorporates characters from the first two books in the series, but it is a stand-alone novel. This book includes spankings, sexual scenes, BDSM content, and more.
Early 5 Star Reviews for Poor Little Daddy’s Girl
“I’ve always said that Daddy’s Game by Normandie was my go to for a naughty read and that it was my favourite but Natron and Carmen…you gotta go!! Because there is a new couple in town and they are taking over everything! In this book we have the very ‘oh good lord’ handsome Hunter, he is a firefighter we met in Daddy’s game and he is also the big gorgeous hero who saved Charmaine after she was a very careless naughty girl!! I will continue about Hunter but first can I just say that I think Hunter is the best Daddy so far!!…This book had me at start to finish and it’s my favourite one now because these two made me laugh and made me blush but also made me weep. All in all, this is a great read for anyone who has all different kinks up their alley, Normandie done it again and wrote a brilliant book and one that will be my go to. I can’t wait to read more by her.” ~JoAnne on Amazon UK
“It’s extremely hard to find an author who can write a Daddy/little girl book with great character development and storyline without heavily focusing on the smutty aspects of the relationship. Don’t get me wrong, there is some seriously hot smut in this book, but the story is there to provide a great balance. Not to mention amazing character development and growth…If you are a fan of romance with a twist of kink and a bit of the forbidden side of a BDSM relationships this is the book for you.” ~The Head Whore at Mommy’s a Book Whore
“I snapped this book up and devoured it…This book is well written and a page turner. And the sex is hot, Hot, HOT! I don’t normally read Daddy/babygirl stories, but this is twice now that I’ve read them by Normandie Alleman. There isn’t a lot of age play, but you get the point that they are Daddy and babygirl without it. Ms. Alleman writes about the lifestyle, of which I’m a part, with respect and well researched stories.” ~nd, Goodreads Librarian
“A great story filled with love, loss, hurt, betrayal, understanding and sex that will leave you panting.” ~Samaris on Amazon
“Charmaine is a character that grows on you, one you will eventually end up loving… another great story.” ~Amy B. on Goodreads
“I loved the first two Daddy’s Girl series but this one is my new favorite one…” Laurel on Amazon
You can pick up your copy of Poor Little Daddy’s Girl here:
Available now at Amazon Barnes & Noble ARe Kobo Blushing Books
Learn more about the other books in the Daddy’s Girl Series and the rest of my books here. Watch the Book Trailer for the Daddy’s Girl Series here. Sign up for my Racy Raconteur newsletter here and get a FREE story – Daddy’s Naughty Girl.
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