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January 28, 2015
Enter Goodreads Giveaway – Poor Little Daddy’s Girl
Goodreads Giveaway
I’m giving away 10 signed copies of my new novel, Poor Little Daddy’s Girl, at Goodreads.
Goodreads Book Giveaway
Poor Little Daddy’s Girl
by Normandie Alleman
Giveaway ends February 10, 2015.
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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?
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
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January 26, 2015
#NewRelease THROB by Vi Keeland – Now Available
THROB by Vi Keeland Releases Today!
Excerpt
Every girl needs three things
1. A flutter in her belly when she meets him for the first time.
Meet Cooper
My lips brush the top of her hand lightly, my tongue sneaking out to fleetingly touch her skin. The brief contact stirs an ache inside me. This woman tugs at something—more than arousal—something that makes me want to slow down time just to spend a few more minutes standing here.
“Did you just…” she stammers a bit.
“Did I just what?”
She squints at me. “You know.”
“Do I?”
“I felt your tongue on my hand. You…you licked me.”
I’d been dying to run my tongue along her neck all evening, although I hadn’t really meant to be so crude about it. It just sort of …happened. “I wouldn’t say licked, maybe just a little taste.”
“So you tasted me?”
My entire body suddenly has interest in this conversation. “I suppose I did. But it wasn’t nearly enough. That brings us back to my invitation for dinner. Tomorrow night?”
“I can’t.”
“The day after then?”
She laughs and shakes her head. The sound makes me smile.
“Good night, Cooper.” She pulls the driver’s side door shut and leaves me standing there…for a full five minutes after she’s gone.
2. A best friend to talk about him to.
Meet Sadie
“And?”
“And I kissed him when we were in his office.”
“How was his office?”
“Really? That’s what you want to know. Not how was the kiss or aren’t you in breach of your contract? How was his office?”
“You can tell a lot about a man by his office.”
I gulp another unladylike sip from my wine glass. “His office was beautiful. Sleek, overlooking the city. It oozed power.”
“Nice. Bet he fucks like he owns you.”
The thought of what he’s like in bed is enough to make me lose my train of thought.
“Go on,” Sadie prods.
I don’t continue immediately.
“You forgot what you were up to because you were thinking of him fucking you like he owns you, didn’t you?” My best friend smirks knowingly.
“Shut up.” I pause. “Anyway, I don’t know what I’m going to do.”
“Well, him. Obviously.”
“I wish it were that easy.”
3. A gentleman that turns into a bossy dirty talker in the bedroom.
Cooper – behind closed doors.
“You haven’t even begun to see bossy yet. Tonight I’m going to tell you to do things, and you’re going to do them. When I tell you to open wider, or take my cock deeper, you’re going to listen. You know why? Because since the moment we met, all I’ve wanted to do is make you feel good. Hell, I don’t even need to get off physically. Because I’m going to get off watching you every minute. So, yeah, I’m going to be bossy. Now let’s put the rest of this behind us. Do you want to be with me tonight?”
After that prelude, I nod my head fast. I’m no fool. Who wouldn’t?
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About the Author
Vi Keeland is a native New Yorker with three children that occupy most of her free time, which she complains about often, but wouldn’t change for the world. She is a bookworm and has been known to read her kindle at stop lights, while styling her hair, cleaning, walking, during sporting events, and frequently while pretending to work. She is a boring attorney by day, and an exciting smut author by night!
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January 23, 2015
Listing Her Offenses – Naughty Girls Get Spanked
Welcome to Saturday Spankings. This week I’m sharing a snippet from my new release, Poor Little Daddy’s Girl. Wealthy socialite Charmaine is being spanked by sexy firefighter Hunter and he’s giving her a list of the many reasons why…
“This is for setting a fire in your kitchen.”
Thwack!
“This is for passing out while your house was on fire and almost killing yourself and a building full of people.” He gave her an extra hard smack.
“This is for changing the locks and not giving your manager the key.”
Thwack! She had to admit the list was getting long, but unfortunately she knowing he was only getting started, so she sank down into the plush back of the chair and gave herself over to the sensations.
“This is for not cooperating with your friendly neighborhood fireman when he tried to remove you safely from the scene.”
Swat! With every fiber in her being she wanted to protest that she’d already been spanked for that offense, but she knew better than to argue during a punishment spanking.
“This is for letting a practical stranger tie you up and take you God knows where. What sort of judgment is that?”
Thwack! Hey, that wasn’t fair. She let a little whine escape, an expression of protest. Good, he’d better let that slide. He’d totally set her up for that one.
“And this is for losing your purse.”
That last swat was the hardest.
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.
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Dakota Skye Stops By to Talk “Snowbound” & Human Rights
Today I’m welcoming Dakota Skye to Friends on Friday, and she has an important message for us regarding a serious human rights issue as well as a new book to tell us about. Thanks for being here Dakota!
January is human trafficking awareness month. Rather than being a political or racial issue, this is a global concern that affects people no matter their social status, finances, race, political belief, or religious (or non-religious) origins. Women and children make up more than 80% of all human traffickers, which is why I’m comfortable addressing my audience of erotic romance readers—we are the instruments for change. There are more slaves in the world today than ever before in human history. Women, children, young boys sold into the sex trade, forced into labor, and sometimes made into suicide bombers (children as young as 7 years old can be sold for approximately $14,000 US Dollars to become suicide bombers).
I write about sex that, yes, is heavy into BDSM and can be very dark at times. However, I write from the stance of an empowered woman who is in control of how I live my life. My readers are the same—strong, smart, savvy. In SnowBound, my characters embark on a twisted sexual journey while in pursuit of a sex trafficking ring run by very wealthy individuals.
That last part is based on fact. The human trafficking industry is very lucrative-but the victims of it are shown no mercy. Once they’ve been used up, they are discarded like trash. Be aware. Get involved. Our humanity transcends boundaries. Yes, women are the primary victims—but we are also the primary activists leading the way to bring this topic from the shadows and into the light.
To learn more about this global issue, go to http://www.humantrafficking.org/resou.... Thank you for your time. Now, please, take a look at my newest release, SnowBound. It’s not for the shy.
Snowbound
Professional psychic Landon Mitchel is a desperate man willing to do whatever it takes to save his sister—including kidnapping a federal agent.
FBI Agent Haley Masters has a reckless side that leads her into dangerous sexual situations to burn off the anxiety for her job. When she meets a hot man in a bar hoping for one night of fun, little does she know he’s about to take her on a wild ride of conspiracy, sexual exploration, and betrayal.
Will Landon be able to bring his sister home in time for the New Year? Will their mutual quest for justice bring them together or tear them apart as the danger of their twisted hunt for ruthless human traffickers comes to an end?
*sexually explicit and dark themes*
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Excerpt
She tugged his sweater up his chest and over his shoulders, breaking their kiss only long enough to toss the offending clothing aside. Straddling his waist, she removed her gun from where she’d tucked it in the back of her jeans, smiled, and set it on the bedside table. Bending, she kissed the center of his chest before sliding her hands over his shoulders like someone admiring a piece of sculpture.
“Your turn,” she whispered, sliding her hands down his arm.
“What do you mean?”
She closed the metal of the handcuff over his wrist, winked, and held his hand up to the headboard. “I think it’s only fair.”
He willingly lifted his other hand, anxious to see what she would do with him. He usually preferred being the one doing the restraining, but his cock already throbbed at the idea of her taking charge.
She kissed his neck, bit him, slid her fingers over the tattoos on his shoulders, licked his chest, and cupped the bulge nearly breaking the zipper on his jeans. Sliding lower, she undid his zipper, pushed his pants down his legs, and yanked his underwear off with agonizing slowness.
She moved her tongue up the inside of his right thigh before moving to his left, deliberately tormenting him while his cock lifted high desperate for attention. She cupped his balls, nipped against his hipbone, hair slid over the tip of his penis.
Pulling away from his body, she stood, gaze locked on his cock, stripped, bit her lower lip, and grabbed the bottle of wine from where she’d left it. She leaned over him, pressed the bottle to his lips, and grinned.
“Want a taste?” She poured the wine into his mouth before smashing her lips over his, both kissing and drinking from him.
“Mmm…I want to taste you.”
“You’ll need to wait.” She set the wine aside, looked at him, and squeezed her tits together. “Is this what you want?”
He nodded, salivating at the idea of sucking on her. Her hands moved down her sides and slid between her legs. He watched, fixated while her fingers slid over her clit and dipped lower to her cunt.
“Haley, you’re driving me crazy.”
“Do you wish you were touching me?” She lifted one of her legs to the edge of the bed, giving him a good view of her fingers sliding inside her folds.
“Yes.”
She grinned, kept one hand working her pussy while the other squeezed a breast, thumb teasing her nipple.
He watched, fascinated as she stood just out of reach, naked and delectable, giving him a show while he clenched his fists in frustration and his cock ached to be satisfied. Pre-cum dripped onto his lower abdomen.
“Haley, please.”
She tilted her head back, long hair sliding down, neck bare, tit squished in her palm, and rubbed herself into orgasm. He watched the muscles of her cunt flex around her fingers and bit his lower lip until it bled.
Abruptly, she turned her ass to him, bent over, and unsnapped the strap from her duffel bag. Holding hit between her hands, she stretched it out as if testing its strength.
“Turn over,” she demanded. “You’ve been very bad.”
“Seriously?”
“Now.” She smacked his thigh with the strap.
He struggled to turn, wrists overlapping in the handcuffs, top of his head pressed against the headboard. She smacked his ass. Hard. He gasped, the force jolting him tighter against the wooden frame. One of her hands reached between his legs and squeezed his balls just as another strike smacked his ass.
“That’s for holding a gun against me,” she said before sliding her hand over his shaft from behind.
She bit his back, swatted his ass, and moved her hand over his cock.
“Do not come,” she instructed, her hot breath moist on his shoulder blades. “I want that for myself. Do. Not. Come.”
He winced, the pain of obeying almost too much to bear. The pressure in his cock throbbed for release. He squeezed his eyes closed as another blow came, this time to the back of his thighs.
She squeezed his balls again, leaving his penis to throb alone.
“Haley, my God. Please.”
“You like being punished, don’t you?” She moved both hands over his butt. “Turn over.”
He returned to his back, sweat rolling down his face from the effort of controlling his release.
She knelt between his thighs, licked his balls, and held her tits together and moved them over his dick. Meeting his gaze, she smiled before sliding her tongue around the tip of his cock. Her mouth closed over him, sucking, cherishing. He couldn’t stop himself anymore. He came with a shout, hips thrusting up until the tip of his penis hit the back of her throat. She moaned and swallowed all of him, her hands reaching beneath him to hold him tight against her face.
The tremor ripped through his entire body, bringing him off of the bed, legs twisting against the sheets, restraints snapping the old wood frame headboard with a loud crack.
“Fuck, we broke the bed,” he muttered, looking at the wooden slat that fell against the pillow.
She pulled her mouth from his cock and crawled over him like a predatory cat. Nipples trailed along his chest, blue eyes shined with need. When they were eye-to-eye, she reached over for the bottle of wine and took a long drink before pouring some into his mouth.
In a surprise move, she undid his restraints and smiled. “I can’t stand not being touched by you.”
“Oh, thank God.” With the shackles still dangling from his left wrist, he rolled her onto her back in one flip and ravaged her mouth with his tongue.
When she moaned her approval at his roughness, he wrapped his hand in her hair and pulled. Rarely had he found a woman who could give it as well as she received it and, damn that thrilled him.
He pinched her breasts before cupping them in his hands and squeezing them as she had done when tormenting him, never breaking their kiss. The more he tasted, the more he wanted.
Cock already hard again, he sucked on her lower lip, met her gaze, and grinned before standing abruptly. He raked his gaze over her naked body, feeling gigantic standing over her small frame and amazed that she’d had the power to make him lose all control. Again and again.
He flipped her over, spread her legs with his thigh, and rammed his cock deep inside her. Seeing the discarded strap, he held her firm with one hand, fucked her hard from behind, and smacked her ass with the belt.
She shouted, hands clenching the sheets at her side, head rolling back.
He dropped the strap, grabbed her hips with both hands, and ground his hips into hers as hard and fast as he could go. Her pussy was so hot, so wet. With his second orgasm, he collapsed on top of her.
They lay there panting, both sweaty and unable to move.
“Glad the room’s on your credit card and not mine,” she whispered against the sheet. “We’re going to destroy this place if we’re snowed in long enough.”
He laughed against her hair and dragged his hand beneath her to cup her breast. “Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow…”
About the Author
Dakota Skye is an author fascinated by the paranormal. After having several personal “unexplained experiences” in her life, she started exploring the idea of the “other side.” Ghosts, angels, Spirit Guides…what are they and do we interact with them more than we know? In her stories, she incorporates that fascination with fantasy while always focusing on the love.
Novels and stories by Dakota Skye are Blurred Lines, Impact Zone, Uncharted Territory (ongoing series), Snow Bound and Daydreams. Another paranormal erotic suspense novel, Deadly Decadence, is scheduled for release in the spring of 2015. Ms. Skye is the pen name for a multi-published author of romantic suspense, contemporary romance, and nonfiction. Writing as Dakota enables the author to explore without limitations.
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January 22, 2015
Chapter One FREE – Poor Little Daddy’s Girl
Chapter One – Poor Little Daddy’s Girl
Lawrence Wellington rolled off Charmaine with a huff and landed heavily beside her on the bed. She stared at the ceiling. It was covered with that white popcorn texture that had always baffled her. Sure, such a treatment was a hassle to remove, but a flat ceiling was certainly worth the trouble.
Lawrence patted her thigh then turned and faced the wall. “I’ve got an early day tomorrow. Hope you understand, I’ve got to get some shut-eye.”
Sighing, Charmaine responded, “Oh, that was more than enough.” Her voice dripped with a sarcasm she expected to be lost on him, but she was wrong.
He turned to face her, his caterpillar-like brows furrowing to meet in the middle. “What do you mean?”
She shrugged. “Just that I had expected so much more, you know.”
By this time he’d sat up, defensively covering his lower half with the bed sheet. “No, I don’t know!”
Charmaine fiddled with a lock of her long hair, twisting it between her fingers, continuing to gaze absently at the ceiling. “I had higher hopes for you, for us.”
“Are you serious?” His incredulity told her he wasn’t an advocate for honesty at all costs.
Undeterred, she scrunched up her face and continued. “Yeah.”
Standing up, Lawrence pulled the sheet around his waist, leaving her naked and exposed on the bed. “I think you need to leave.”
She snorted. “Why? Did I insult your manhood?” The slur in her voice was unmistakable and she wished she could make it go away. Apparently she’d already had a significant amount to drink, yet she suddenly wanted another one. “Hey, do you have anything to drink?”
“I just told you I have to get up early tomorrow!”
She could almost see smoke coming out his ears. This made her giggle, which proceeded to make him even angrier.
“Charmaine, some of us have to go to work for a living. It’s time for you to go.” He bent over and hunted for her clothes which were strewn all over the room. Once he had an armful, he tossed them at her. “Here, get dressed.”
She gave him an exaggerated eye roll before saying, “Fine. God, you’re such a party pooper.”
As he ran a hand through his hair, he began to tug on it in frustration. “Me? I’m a party pooper? That’s rich.”
Charmaine snickered. “Okay, chill player.” She drawled out the word “player” then snickered. Lawrence was anything but a ladies’ man, and if the performance she’d just been treated to was any indication, she knew why. She stood up and started fumbling to put her clothes on.
Once she’d put on her skirt and blouse she felt Lawrence’s hand on the middle of her back guiding her to the door.
“Okay, okay, you don’t have to be so rushy rushy,” she whined.
“Here,” he said, placing her Birkin handbag and Louboutin shoes in her hands and opening the door to his apartment.
Charmaine drew herself up to her full five foot six inches and tried to steady herself. “Wait, I have one more thing to say.”
He shook his head in a way that said, “You always have one more things to say,” but she ignored that.
She placed a hand on his forearm and leaned into him as if she were going to tell him a secret.
“What?” he asked impatiently.
“It’s not your fault. I’m sure you’re perfectly good at doing other things,” she whispered and patted his arm.
With a grunt of disgust, he pushed her into the hallway and slammed the door in her face.
Charmaine exhaled then said loudly, “Some people are too damned sensitive.” She leaned against the wall for support as she put on her five-inch heels. Then she slung her bag over her shoulder and weaved her way down the sad, bare hallway of Lawrence’s apartment building.
The elevator took forever, but it finally arrived and she toppled into it. Pressing “1” she rummaged in her bag for her cell phone. She texted her driver, Rollins, that she needed a ride.
Within seconds she received a text back saying he would be outside in five minutes.
She opened the door to the street and a wall of Dallas heat and humidity hit her in the face even though it was past two in the morning. Blech! God how she hated summer and it was only June. She had been planning to sit on the curb and wait, but she was afraid the asphalt would burn her behind so she found a column to lean against instead.
Lawrence. She’d had such high hopes for the man. After years of running around with pool boys, baseball players, and even the occasional European club owner, Charmaine had tried to do the right thing, the mature thing, by dating Lawrence. He was an upstanding citizen, an attorney who worked for a non-profit organization. She thought he even went to church. Unfortunately, she’d just found out that he was as dull in the sack as he was out of it.
Like most men, he’d been attracted to her. She knew men were drawn to her beauty, her wildness, her fame. The fact that she was one of the wealthiest girls in Dallas probably didn’t hurt either, she grinned wryly to herself.
She checked her phone. 2:33 a.m. Rollins should be here…
She and Lawrence were clearly mismatched. He couldn’t have been more boring, and she could tell he was beginning to grow weary of her high maintenance personality. But in the past couple of years, she’d come to feel something was missing in her life. Dammit, she was lonely. That was the only reason she bothered with guys like Lawrence.
Good riddance, she thought as a Lincoln Navigator pulled to a stop at the curb. Rollins exited the driver’s seat and wordlessly opened the door for her. She appreciated that he didn’t ask any questions. Rollins never gave her the third degree, never asked her why she was somewhere, never mentioned the wobble in her walk when she’d had too much to drink. Hell, he’d even had to pull over to the side of the road for her to barf a few times. But he did not interfere and thank God for that.
Sliding onto the leather bench seat she relaxed. It felt good to sit down. She lay down, pressing her cheek against the cool leather, grateful at least she had Rollins to take care of her. No one else did. Not the revolving door of men in her life, or her family, or even the housekeepers who passed through her life. Nope, Rollins was a constant.
She must have fallen asleep because the next thing she remembered was Rollins helping her into the lobby. She stumbled to the elevator.
Lifting her eyebrows she told Rollins, “You don’t have to see me all the way up. I can get there myself.”
“It’s alright, Miss Charmaine. I don’t mind a bit.”
She sniffed, but secretly appreciated the extra care he took with her. Through her alcohol-induced haze she contemplated Rollins. He stood well over six feet tall, had a slim build and always wore starched dress shirts, slacks, and a tie. His children were grown, and his wife had passed away a few years ago, breast cancer or something. The main job he had was tending to Charmaine, or at least taking her where she needed to go. These days he shopped for her too. It hadn’t originally been in his job description, but she hated going to the market, one day he offered, and now it was a habit.
When the elevator arrived at the top floor, she exited and Rollins followed. With a wave of her hand she indicated he should go back downstairs. “Thanks, I’m good.”
He took a step back into the elevator and held the door open with the palm of his hand. “I’ll just wait until you get inside,” he said.
She fished in her bag for her key, muttering under her breath. “Ugh!” Losing her keys was a common occurrence, and as helpful as Rollins was, it irked her that he suspected she might not find the blasted thing.
The keys jangled as she pulled them from her purse with the flourish of a magician. “Voila,” she said holding them up by their silver spoon handled keychain.
Rollins removed his hand and allowed the elevator doors to close. “Goodnight, Miss.” For a brief second she felt alone. A sense of sadness threatened to settle upon her, but she pushed it aside.
The key wobbled in her unsteady hand and it took several tries before she could insert it into the lock. Whew! She really had tied one on, hadn’t she? Click! The deadbolt turned and she pushed open the heavy door.
Her white leather sofa looked so tempting, but a loud growl from her stomach made her head for the kitchen instead. She opened the refrigerator, then the freezer and stood there letting the cold air wash over her. The cool air on her skin felt divine. She closed her eyes, inhaled the frigid air, and almost forgot what she was doing. With a start she opened them again. Hmm. What looked good?
The SubZero was stocked even better than she expected, and she narrowed down her choices to ice cream or jalapeno poppers. The craving for grease outweighed her desire for sweets so she removed the package of frozen poppers. She turned on the oven to preheat it and read the directions from the back of the box. She rarely cooked, and the words on the back were so blurry that she had to squint to see them. Looks like I can heat them up on the cooktop. She rummaged around until she found a skillet. Turning on a burner she went in search of some cooking oil. Surely, you needed oil to fry these things.
She found some on the high shelf of a cabinet and doused the skillet with it. She set the skillet down on the hot burner then her phone beeped alerting her she had a text message.
Her eyes scanned the kitchen for the phone, but it sounded like it was coming from the living room. She found it beeping in her purse, which she had thrown on the luxurious couch. She read the text. A coupon code from one of her favorite retailers. Figures, she sighed and tossed the phone on the floor.
The lure of the cozy cushions won her over and she stretched out on the couch and grabbed the remote control. She turned on the television and flipped through a few channels stopping on an infomercial for a hair styling tool that appeared to turn wild, unruly hair into sleek, gorgeous up-do’s with the flick of a wrist. With each hairstyle makeover they showed, she became more entranced. Eyes glued to the 50” curved HD screen, she reached for the alpaca blanket draped over the back of the sofa and snuggled down beneath it…
* * *
Charmaine was awakened by the loudest alarm she’d ever heard.
BEEEP! BEEEP! BEEEP! BEEEEP!
What was that God-awful sound? She covered her ears. Where was it coming from? Her brain was foggy, and it took longer than usual to process the information.
She opened her eyes slowly, and a spike of pain shot through her head. The incessant beeping was not what she needed with the hangover she now had. Gathering her bearings she realized she was in her own bed. How did she get here? Hadn’t she been with Lawrence last night? She tried to remember how she’d gotten home, what she had done… but the alarm was going off at a disturbing decibel level which made it difficult to think.
Reaching for her phone to turn off the alarm, she sat straight up in bed. Sunlight was barely beginning to stream through the window but it was enough for her to see her phone wasn’t on the nightstand in its usual place.
And something smelled funny, like something was burning. Oh dear Lord, that is not my alarm! Bolting out of bed, her head pounded as she ran toward the noise. When she reached the kitchen she froze.
Flames engulfed the room, the whole kitchen was ablaze. Her eyes darted to her favorite couch where she’d fallen asleep last night, flames licking all around it, threatening to turn it into a puddle of soot.
The heat from the fire warmed the room to an unbearable temperature and she felt pangs of nausea in her stomach. Panic rose in her throat as she registered that her path to the front door was blocked by flames.
Then she noticed her phone on the floor.
When the phone started melting, she began to scream.
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
Coming soon to 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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January 19, 2015
AC Melody’s The Zen Lounge – Interview & Book Tour
Please join me in welcoming A.C. Melody today to the blog. She was kind enough to sit down with me recently and talk to me about her new book.
What was the inspiration behind this book?
The Zen Lounge was definitely inspired by all of the things I love to read and watch the most; erotica, suspense, crime, science fiction and a just a little taste of the supernatural all rolled into one. Those terms “write what you know” and “read what you write” covers my book really well!
Which character spoke to you the most while you were writing this book or which was your favorite?
My main character, Voryk Kade, was the indisputable force behind the entire plot and I love his unapologetic attitude, I understand him on so many levels, but I have to admit that my favorite character is his friend-by-chance, Matt “Gryph” Gryphon. There’s just something about him that’s unexpectedly wholesome and he kind of lingers in the brain. Must be the metaphors.
When did you know you wanted to be a writer?
This is the most difficult question to answer, because I’ve always been a writer. I’d just never viewed it as more than a hobby or an outlet, like my art. It was only about ten years ago that something actually clicked in my mind and made me realize that I not only wanted to be a published author, but that I had to at least try. I had been writing this book that took me five years to finish. It was that “finishing” part that was my ‘click.’ It inspired me the most and gave me the drive to buckle down and start focusing more seriously on my writing goals. The book is a mess and hasn’t seen much daylight since then, but perhaps one day…
Tell us about your favorite atmosphere for writing.
Not too much can distract me if I’m really going strong on a story, but ideally, I need quiet. When I can’t get away with silence, then I’ll pop my ear buds in and open my Spotify, because I can tune music out a lot easier than talking. I usually write at my kitchen table, but I have a laptop, so it travels! Oh, and there’s always coffee! I couldn’t construct a sentence in gibberish, let alone English without my coffee.
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?
My discipline consists of sitting down at my laptop every day. I don’t always get work done on my books, sometimes I get a blog post written or spend time reading others, but I do attempt to have at least one of my unfinished novels available on my task bar at all times, just in case. Honestly, I mostly write in spurts and stops. That just seems to be how my creativity flows… my own personal arch-nemesis.
How do you balance writing with the rest of your life?
I’m not sure if it qualifies as balanced. My creativity is unreliable, often the faulty switch is stuck on “off” more than “on,” so when it is working, I write until I have responsibilities elsewhere and then get back to it, as soon as I can.
Do you have a project in the works that you’d like to tell us about?
Currently, I’m switching back and forth between Gryph’s story (not exactly a sequel to The Zen Lounge, but the next book in line) – and an amazing supernatural erotica series that begins by exploring the inner workings of a unique wolf pack and will (hopefully) span out to encompass a variety of more unorthodox supernatural creatures. I’m having a lot of fun with this one and trying to implement all of the things I would love most about new twists to the same old tales. And let me tell you, I’m not complaining one bit about spending time with these guys!
How do you make yourself stand out in a competitive market?
I try everything everyone else does, of course! We all want to be different, have a unique voice and find our niche. I do a LOT of research for my books, because I like to be as authentic as possible, and I stick with what interests me the most. I get some of my best ideas from researching, actually. Mainly, I try to write as a reader and the way I see it playing out in my mind, as if I’m watching a movie. So, I do tend to describe reactions, facial expressions and other nuances a lot more than I typically see in other books. I like to think it makes the characters more personable and the scenes easier to imagine.
What do you do when you’re not writing?
I’m hooked on the TV series “Supernatural,” even though I’m a late joiner of that fan club, I have 8 commercial-free seasons on Netflix! Love the (cough, Dean, cough) Winchester boys. I’m also a single mom of two teenage sons. Ha, I know… nuff said!
What are you reading right now?
I’m one of those people who can’t read while I’m writing, not only because it distracts me, but because I’m cursed to finish any book I start no matter how bad it is. Those are rare occurrences, though, and right now I’m really looking forward to getting my hands on Gena Showalter’s new release: “The Darkest Touch,” as well as “The Prince Lestat” by Anne Rice. Two of my all-time favorite authors right there.
What is your favorite color?
Blue in every shade and variety, except that polyester prom suit from the 70’s… ya, you know which one.
Favorite food?
Italian. Manicotti, specifically. I’m a carb-junkie, love pasta and bread and cheese… and potato chips, tater-tots… okay, you get the point.
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?
Anybody? Oh, this is such a tough choice. If circumstances were ideal, I would have to choose Benjamin Burnley, no Brad Arnold, no wait… Gavin Rossdale and the luxury item would be a fully equipped stage, because I could spend eternity listening to that man sing. Are you sure I can only have one of them?
If you could be any animal what would it be? Why?
A dolphin. Because, I want to know all of the divine/cosmic secrets they’re keeping from us. Okay, yes, I really do just want to play in the water all day without ever getting cold or wrinkly.
What is something readers would be surprised to learn about you?
I have a fondness for useless trivia and I’m a total gamer girl, who would rather lose a whole week on her PS3 than cave and read a walk-through or search for cheat codes… so, I guess that makes me really stubborn, too. Or determined. Determinedly stubborn in a very decisive way. I may have a habit of making up my own vocabulary as I go along.
Is there anything else you’d like to share?
I tend to ramble… a lot… so thank you for putting up with it! One final insight I’d like to share about the book: Beyond the hot, erotic sensuality, dark, suspenseful moments and sarcastic dialogue, the strength of being human is what the core of The Zen Lounge is all about and I very much hope that comes across for you, as powerfully as it came across for me while writing it. Thanks again for entrusting me the virtual podium today!
The Zen Lounge
Welcome to the Zen Lounge, twenty-one floors of customizable carnal pleasures to fulfill your wildest fantasies. Even in the year 2192, it shouldn’t exist but Voryk Kade simply couldn’t ignore the urge to take a closer look. What he finds is a woman bent on ruining everything he’d ever believed to be true. She holds the key to all of Voryk’s darkest, neediest desires and despite her silence, provides the proof behind his belief that there is something far seedier going on under the high-end gloss of professional eroticism.
Enlisting the help of his closest friends, Voryk’s only goal is to keep Nexlana safe, naked and his. Unfortunately, she was already someone’s favorite pet and when Master comes calling, it’s with a vengeance and the intent of never letting her slip away again. Haunted pasts continue to resurface, only Nexlana’s might be far deadlier than any of them could have guessed—connections between her, arson, an assassination and a cold case no one ever wanted to delve into again. To stop the worst case scenario from taking place, they must finally figure out just who in the hell the Master really is.
Excerpt
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Nex just held onto him for a moment. When she pulled back, she kissed him softly, if not a little seductively, before smiling and settling back in her seat.
“Yeah,” Voryk exhaled, his blood humming with the passion that never went dormant between them. “Then there’s that. You couldn’t possibly ever make me get tired of that.”
Laughing, Nex just smiled knowingly at him.
“In fact,” he grinned, as he started the car forward again. “It might help you learn faster if for every question and answer, we celebrate by having sex.”
Nex laughed again. “You think so?” She asked, giving him another seductive look.
“Mm, you keep doing that, love, we’re not going to make it down this road much further,” Voryk swore sincerely.
“What does belle amore mean?” Nex asked, instead.
“Is that a question because you want to have sex, or do you really want to know?” He inquired.
“I really want to know,” she laughed. “It sounds so pretty.”
“It should,” Voryk smiled over at her. “It means beautiful love, cara mia.”
“Cara mia?”
“My dear,” Voryk answered with a wolfish grin. “That’s two you owe me now.”
You can pick up your copy of The Zen Lounge today:
Amazon Barnes & Noble Red Sage
At the end of this tour the author will be giving away a $10 gift card to a random winner. You can follow the blog here - more stops offer more opportunities to win.
About the Author
A.C. Melody lives in Washington State, is the proud mom of two amazing sons – okay, so they’re typical boys and always keep her on her toes! Stemming from a family of artists and musicians, she thrives in all things creative and would call a day without her MP3 player and coffee a day of reckoning. When she’s not writing, reading, drawing or cheering on the sidelines at football games, A.C. Also enjoys gardening, which has honed her ability to dodge raindrops into an enviable skill.
You can find her here:
Twitter: @AuthorACMelody
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January 18, 2015
I’ll Stroke Myself If I Want #MasturbationMonday
Welcome to Masturbation Monday! Today I’m sharing an excerpt from my new release, Poor Little Daddy’s Girl, in which our hero gets caught playing with himself…
The next morning Hunter woke up in his chair. It wasn’t the first time he’d fallen asleep in his chair, but his pants weren’t usually unfastened when he did it. Then the memories from the night before came flooding back to him. Charmaine.
He scanned the room, but didn’t see her. Typical party girl, must have called her driver after he’d fallen asleep, had him take her home. He sighed. Charmaine was a handful, and now she showed herself to be that elusive sort of female, the kind whose motto was to love ‘em and leave ‘em before they could leave you. He recognized that hardness in her, the way she cloaked herself in Kevlar, thinking it would protect her against the world. Unfortunately, there were things in life you couldn’t be protected against. Heartache being one of them.
Standing up, he stretched and went to the refrigerator. He opened the door, hoping to find orange juice, but only discovered half a carton of milk and a few beers. Taking out the milk he opened an overhead cabinet. Maybe some cereal. Nope, just a few packages of saltines and an almost empty box of Oreos. Time to go to the store. He downed the rest of the milk, and tossed the empty container in the trash.
He was heading to the bathroom when he glimpsed Charmaine lying in his bed asleep, tucked into the fetal position. Her presence caused him to stop short. She’d stayed. Had he misjudged her? He thought she was long gone and figured he’d never see her again.
Trying not to wake her, he opened the closet door, found some clothes and got dressed. Where were her clothes? She had the covers pulled up so high he couldn’t tell if she was still naked. His cock stirred at the thought of her beautiful body, and put his hand on his crotch, unable to help himself.
Dominating her the night before had been supremely satisfying. It was unusual for him to let loose with a girl and do what he wanted. He’d never showed a girl his kinky side so early in the game. Most girls weren’t up for the rough way he played. They would have seen him as abusive, and in his line of work he had to be careful no one leveled accusations like that against him. But each time he’d raised the stakes last night with Charmaine, she had surprised him by matching his intensity. Before he knew it he was doing whatever it took to control her, and with her big personality, he’d had to release his dominant side on her. She was such a little brat, he couldn’t help but want to tame her.
His cock throbbed in his hand. The way she sassed him with that mouth of hers made him want to shove his dick between those succulent red lips. He closed his eyes, thinking about the hard fucking he’d given her. She’d taken everything he’d given her, including her punishment. He could still just see her adorable ass all splotchy and red from his handprints.
When he opened his eyes she was awake and staring at him. “What are you doing?” she asked, eyes glued to his hand closed around his erection.
“Nothing,” he said, refusing to be embarrassed about having his hand on his cock. “About to get some breakfast. I don’t have anything here. Wanna come?”
She looked from his eyes to his crotch then back up at him, a grin spreading across her face. “Sure. That’s kinda creepy, you know?”
He shrugged. Fuck that little princess. This is my place, and I can stroke myself if I want.
“Could you be a hero and grab me my clothes? I think they’re on the floor in the other room.” She pointed to his living room.
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
Coming soon to 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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January 9, 2015
Sneak Peek at Poor Little Daddy’s Girl – #SatSpanks
Welcome to Saturday Spankings, where authors share spanking snippets from their stories. Today I’m sharing a bit from my new release Poor Little Daddy’s Girl. In this scene, wild child Charmaine has gone back to the apartment of the firefighter, Hunter, who saved her from a fire she accidentally set in her penthouse. Even though Hunter is appalled by the frivolous heiress, his attraction to her is undeniable so he decides to take her in hand…
“Go stand behind that chair,” he said pointing to an easy chair in the middle of the room that faced a big screen TV.
It had been awhile since she’d been around a man who had the confidence to order her around. Had Preston been the last? Possibly, she thought and walked over behind his chair, wishing he’d chosen the leather chair, this one was so ugly it should be illegal. She stared at the oversized monstrosity hoping it wasn’t velour.
“Put your elbows on the back of the chair, lean over and stick your ass out.”
His words alone were enough to get her wet, and she forgot all about her misgivings about the chair. She did as he asked, feeling a thrill as she realized he’d be able to see her arousal from behind her. Her tiny panties wouldn’t hide that.
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
Coming soon to 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.
Be sure to visit the other Saturday Spankings participants:
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January 6, 2015
Book Trailer for the Daddy’s Girl Series #BDSM #Erotica
What do you call a man who anticipates your needs,
who satisfies your every craving?
They call him “Daddy”.
Book 1 – Daddy Morebucks
From the moment she laid eyes upon him, Marley knew in her heart that James was not just another client, and the difference wasn’t even the large sum of money he offered in return for a single night of submission. No, what set him apart was the fact that when she called James “daddy”, it was her own heart which beat faster and her own body which ached with need.
After that night, Marley does her best to put all thought of him behind her, using the huge payday he provided to get on her feet again and start over… until James knocks on her door and walks right back into her life. He makes her a simple offer: if she will live with him and submit to him whenever he wishes, he will provide for her every desire.
Even before she accepts his offer, Marley knows that what she truly wants is not money or clothing or even a fancy new car. What she longs for is a daddy who will give his little girl what she really needs… a daddy who will spank her bare bottom when she is naughty, tie her up and take her any way he pleases, and then cuddle her until she falls asleep in his arms. Can she dare to hope that James will be that daddy?
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Book 2 – Daddy’s Game
Sparks fly when up-and-coming artist Carmen Harris meets football star Natron Dakers at her first gallery opening. Carmen soon discovers that Natron is the type of man who sees what he wants and goes after it… and apparently what he wants is her. Almost before she knows it Carmen finds herself taking everything Natron gives her and begging for more, and when he reveals that he wants to be her dominant daddy and her to be his submissive little girl, she doesn’t hesitate to agree.
At the top of his profession, Natron has money, fame, and all the perks that go with them, and now at last in Carmen he has found a woman he wants to share it with. His life feels complete… until in a split second everything comes crashing down when a devastating injury threatens to end his season—and maybe his career. Natron fears he will lose it all, but will he self-destruct or can he dig deep and fight hard for himself, his teammates, and his little girl?
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Book 3 – 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?
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January 5, 2015
Your Orgasms Are Mine #MasturbationMonday
Happy New Year everyone! This week I have a special treat – for the first time ever my best-selling novel Daddy Morebucks is on sale for only 99 cents (regularly $4.95). So of course I have to share a masturbation snippet from this book for Masturbation Monday. Actually, it’s more of a “no masturbation – without permission” excerpt. This scene finds prostitute Marley just after she’s moved in with her new sugar daddy, James. He’s giving her the rules for living with him as his little girl submissive.
From now on, your body is mine sexually. No other men, or women for that matter.” She made a face.
“Your orgasms are mine as well. Little girls need their daddy’s permission to touch themselves.”
“Seriously?”
“Seriously. Do you have a problem with that?”
“Not really.”
“Good. Now let’s talk about punishments. If you break the rules, there will be a punishment.” He reached over and stroked her hair. His voice softened. “I will never give you more than you can take. I will stretch your limits, and I will respect your hard limits. You will always be able to use your safeword. What is your safeword?”
“Bluebird.”
“All right, Marley, bluebird it is.” He cupped her chin. “Trust that I have your best interests at heart.”
“So I’m to be available to you whenever you want?”
He nodded. “You are to comply with my requests. You will still be able to have your own life, but being my submissive, my little girl, will be your top priority. Do you have any more questions?”
Chewing on her bottom lip, she shook her head. It was kinda like being a slave. But not. A knot formed in her belly.
“How’s your ass?”
A sigh escaped her lips. “It’s okay.”
“I’m glad. Now let me show you to your room.”
Pick up Daddy Morebucks today for only 99 cents!
Read Chapter One FREE or listen to a sample here.
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Other Books in the Daddy’s Girl Series
Daddy’s Game – Book Two
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Poor Little Daddy’s Girl – Book Three
(Pre-order) Release Date January 8th.
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