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October 3, 2014
Spotlight on Perilous Risk by Natasha Blackthorne
Please join me in welcoming Natasha Blackthorne this week to Friends on Friday. I am a big fan of Natasha’s and I can’t wait to sink my teeth into her new erotic historical romance. Enter her contest below and you can follow the tour here.
Perilous Risk
Heartbroken and disillusioned, Rebecca Howland is done with all men. Especially noblemen. Past a certain age, she knows her previous life of carnal indulgence and grand adventure is over. Or so she thinks. Back at home, whilst working in her family’s shop, a moment of compassion entangles her in an old battle between two powerful, bitter enemies. A commoner, Rebecca finds herself falsely accused of a heinous act by a vicious member of the aristocracy. In grave peril, she turns to the one man she thinks can help her.
Stephen Drake, now inexplicably Baron Drake, has always desired Rebecca. When she turns to him, he vows to protect her at all costs, especially from the dangerous life he lives. The stakes are high and time is running out for her … and for him as well. Stephen finds himself driven to ruthless actions that threaten to kill the fragile bond between them.
Years ago, Rebecca forbade herself to love Stephen Drake. Now he’s back, no longer the young man she remembers but a dark and dangerous stranger. When he demands a fortnight of her complete submission in return for his protection, his sexual dominance ignites carnal passion that makes her feel alive like never before. But … dare she trust a man with too many secrets?
Excerpt
She opened her mouth to deny him.
He brought his mouth down on hers, cutting off her protest. He thrust into her mouth, the taste of his hot, wet tongue more fiery than the best whisky. She shook, not with fear but with anticipation for the next stroke of his tongue against hers.
It came and delicious shudders quaked through her. Another stroke and another. Ruthlessly, he gripped her head and angled it, thrusting deeper. Taking her breath. Sucking her very soul and taking everything.
She didn’t care.
Every inch of his long, lean body pressed hers. She could feel the whipcord strength of his powerful muscles. Could feel his trembling as though he were holding back his ardour. His erection throbbed against her stomach, huge and hard. Heated.
A feeling of letting go, as though a tremendous weight had suddenly lifted from her. As though she’d been waiting forever for this moment. Tenderness burst within her. Her limbs went weak. Her fists unfurled and she grasped his shoulders, learning his feel, breathing in his scent, glorying in his taste, his strength, his forcefulness.
Stephen.
Her Stephen.
If she could, she would simply melt into him. She clung desperately to his hard body, surrendering herself wholly.
He tore his mouth from hers.
She cried out in protest.
He swept her up into his arms then lowered her. Her backside touched the table and the rickety wooden frame groaned and creaked.
He swooped down on her then gripped her chin in his large hand, gently yet firmly holding her in place. His eyes bore into hers, predatory, determined. “Now, tell me that you don’t know me.”
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September 26, 2014
Sue Lyndon’s His Naughty Little Mate – Breeding by Another Name
Today I’m welcoming author Sue Lyndon to Friends on Friday to talk about her new release His Naughty Little Mate.
Thanks for letting me visit you today, Normandie. I’m thrilled to be here! I have a new release out with Stormy Night Publications called His Naughty Little Mate, and I’m here to talk about it and share an excerpt. His Naughty Little Mate is a sci fi erotic romance with medical play, spankings, and age play. It also has a breeding theme going on. In fact, as I was working on this book, I was calling it Breeding Carmen, but because Amazon has gotten its panties in a twist over the word “breeding” lately, we decided on the title His Naughty Little Mate.
Blurb
As an astrobiologist fresh out of graduate school, Carmen jumps at the chance for a journey to the red planet to search for signs of ancient alien life. What she didn’t bargain for is Command Pilot Erik Manning, a tough, no-nonsense military man whose authoritative presence always sets her on edge. But her issues with Erik quickly take a backseat when a disastrous explosion during a spacewalk leaves both of them floating amidst the debris with little hope for survival.
After a white flash of unknown origin suddenly renders them unconscious, Carmen awakens in a strange room that seems to be a cross between a nursery and a medical facility. She quickly discovers that her alien rescuers don’t understand human biological development—in particular the fact that Carmen is a highly capable, adult woman—and she is thoroughly humiliated when her caretaker feeds her, puts her in diapers, and spanks her when she resists such treatment.
Even worse, Erik believes that the more they cooperate with the aliens, the better their chances of returning to Earth one day, and he promises to punish Carmen himself the next time she misbehaves. But after she defies his warnings and ends up over his knee for a long, hard, bare-bottom spanking, her eventual surrender to his discipline alters the nature of their relationship forever. When he discovers Carmen’s yearning to be loved and nurtured by a firm daddy, Erik takes to the role whole-heartedly and delights in treating her as his little girl.
The aliens, meanwhile, are intrigued to learn that humans still procreate naturally. In return for the opportunity to observe human mating habits in detail, Carmen and Erik are promised safe passage home. After a series of intimate, embarrassing medical examinations, Carmen finds herself both blushing with shame and trembling with desire as she submits to Erik’s passionate, dominant love-making in full view of an enthralled audience. But will the aliens uphold their end of the deal, or are Carmen and Erik destined to remain captives for the rest of their lives?
Publisher’s Note: His Naughty Little Mate is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, age play, medical play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
Excerpt
“I want you to ask for your spanking.”
She peered over her shoulder at him. “Wh-what?”
“I want to hear you say, ‘I was a naughty little girl, daddy, and I deserve a spanking on my bare bottom. Please, daddy, will you spank me?’”
Turning around, she wiggled around on his lap, trying to escape. “I will not say that! You can bite me!”
A heated sting erupted across her bottom cheeks as the first spanks landed on her ass, fast and hard. Several slaps fell on her upper thighs, the pain taking her breath away. He meant business, and she felt her anger begin to melt away as the blaze he ignited over her flesh became too much to bear. Still, she held on for as long as she could, remaining silent with pride as her only companion.
Finally, he paused to rub her bottom. “This doesn’t count as part of your punishment, Carmen. Your spanking will begin once you are a good little girl and ask for it.”
What? All that pain, and it didn’t even count? Tears burned in her eyes, and she blinked rapidly to hold them in, thankful that he couldn’t see her face at least. His hand left her bottom, signaling that he was about to start spanking her again, spanks that didn’t even count. She released a muffled sob. “Okay, okay! I’ll say it.” She breathed in and out slowly, concentrating on keeping her emotions under control. Her face flamed as she recalled the words he’d instructed her to say, and she inhaled deeply as she prepared to recite them. “I-I was a naughty little girl, daddy, and I-I deserve a spanking on my ba-bare bottom. Please, daddy, will you spank me?”
The tears finally fell as he held her over his lap, still stroking her sore backside. Calling him daddy felt natural, so natural that it made her want to cry. What if the aliens split them up into separate rooms again, not allowing them to see one another often? What if only one of them was allowed to return to Earth? Her mind screamed for her to hold Erik at a distance, because whatever happiness they found together on Vella might only be temporary. And even if they did make it back to Earth, would Erik still want to be with her? All her questions and doubts whirled through her mind, filling her with a sense of dread.
“Time for your spanking, little girl.” Erik’s stern voice brought her back to the present. She was about to be punished like a naughty little girl over her daddy’s knee, and pulses of warmth stirred in her center at the thought. Though she was about to be spanked and it would hurt, she’d never felt so safe and cared for as when she was over Erik’s lap awaiting her punishment. The realization sent the tears gathering in her eyes rolling down her cheeks.
He landed the first slap on her bottom, then the second and the third. The sting built up as he spanked, working his way all over her backside, alternating spanking from left to right cheek, and even striking her upper thighs and sit spot. The blows weren’t as fast as those he’d rained down upon her ass when he’d been trying to get her to ask for her spanking, but the pain soon surpassed that of the first spanking.
Blood rushed to her head when he shifted her forward slightly, and heat scorched her face as he parted her thighs. The new position left her entirely exposed to his gaze, and though she tried to clamp her thighs together, his heavy leg atop hers prevented her from moving. Hard swats peppered her bottom, and she cried out and tried to flail herself off his lap when he struck her inner thighs.
Her relief was short lived when he paused spanking only to reach between her thighs and stroke his fingers through the moisture seeping out from her center.
“What’s all this, Carmen?”
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September 25, 2014
BOUND BY THE BUCCANEER Awarded TOP PICK by The Romance Reviews
The second book in the Pirate of the Jolie Rouge Trilogy, BOUND BY THE BUCCANEER, has been chosen as a TOP PICK by The Romance Reviews. I get excited when they review my books in the first place, and when they like them it’s even more awesome! Read the 5-star review here.
Bound by the Buccaneer
Two years have passed since Frederica joined Gaston aboard the Ocean’s Knave, and with every passing hour they have fallen more deeply in love. By day she is the ship’s physician, but at night she serves her captain in his bed, offering her body for him to punish and pleasure until she begs for more. But after a successful run of raiding other pirate ships, the couple have a target on their backs.
Their only hope is to form an alliance with a trio of like-minded captains, but in order to guarantee the cooperation of these unyielding, battle-hardened men, Gaston is forced to offer them a night with Frederica. Reluctantly, she agrees to be shared with the men, but afterwards Gaston finds it difficult to forgive himself for bartering Frederica’s charms. As jealousy and desperation threaten to consume him, will Gaston lose his beloved Frederica or can he weather the storm and find a way to bind her to him forever?
Publisher’s Note: Bound by the Buccaneer is the second book of the Pirates of the Jolie Rouge trilogy, which began with Rescued by the Buccaneer. It is an adventure and erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes including a foursome, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more.
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My book Daddy’s Game is also a TRR Top Pick – check it out!
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September 23, 2014
Join Us for the Down & Dirty Author Bash in Orange Beach this Saturday!
Join over 50 Authors this Saturday in Orange Beach, Alabama at the Orange Beach Convention Center at the Wharf for a book signing bash!
The Down & Dirty Author Bash – Orange Beach, AL
Tickets are available here for only $5 each. Visit the Facebook page for more information.
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September 21, 2014
Masturbation Monday – You Want to Please Daddy, Don’t You?
Welcome to Masturbation Monday! I know, we’re not supposed to talk about this. At least that’s what I was taught. That’s fine. We don’t have to talk about it -let’s just read about it.
In my books, I’ve noticed that the hero (Dom) often instructs the heroine (submissive) to masturbate. There’s something about a Dom have his sub play with herself. Here’s the second part of a scene I began sharing with you last week from the Daddy’s Girl Series - Daddy’s Game.
Outside, he nodded to the driver he’d hired to bring Carmen to the restaurant. He and Carmen climbed into the back of the town car, and he gave the driver an address, then pressed a button that closed the privacy glass. He’d have someone pick up his car later.
“Pull that dress up to your waist,” he growled.
A glimmer of excitement crossed her face as she gathered the hem and hiked it up. The movement was awkward from her seated position, and he liked watching her have to struggle slightly to obey.
“Open your legs and let Daddy see what you’ve got for me.”
He moved to the seat across from her for a better view of the show.
Tentatively she parted her knees.
“More.”
She splayed her legs.
“Wider.”
She complied, spreading her thighs as wide as she could. “Natron…” she pleaded.
“Yes?”
“This is embarrassing,” she squeaked.
“But it pleases me. And you want to please me, don’t you?”
She nodded.
“Words. Use words,” he chided.
“Yes, sir,” she said, bowing her head.
“Good girl. Now, I want to see you play with that pussy. What were my instructions for you in the bathroom earlier?”
“Finger myself fifty times, then make circles on my clit for fifty counts. And to do it three times.”
“Good. Do it again.”
He settled back into his seat, fighting the urge to unzip his fly and relieve the pressure of his hardening cock.
She closed her eyes and brought her fingers down to her pussy. She needed to hunch over slightly to be able to fuck herself with them, and his cock pulsed as she dipped her hand in and out, soaking her fingers with her own juices.
When she’d finished the first round of ministrations, he commanded, “Taste yourself.”
Humiliation clouded her face. He knew this made her uncomfortable and seeing her squirm aroused him all the more.
She inserted her fingers into her mouth, sucking, then removing them in a quick gesture.
“Not so fast. I want you to enjoy it. What do you taste like?”
“I don’t know, Natron. Tangy. It’s kinda gross.”
“You’re going to learn to like it,” he assured her. “Continue.”
He held back a self-satisfied smirk, watching her pleasure herself. When she reached fifty, he said, “Now taste yourself again. This time I want you to enjoy it.”
She lifted her fingers to her mouth and made a face.
He ignored her show of distaste. “That’s it. Suckle on them. I want you to think about my cock, pretend you’re sucking on me.”
That appeared to help, because her face took on a wanton expression and she licked and suckled her fingers with a fresh passion.
“Good girl. Now think about my face between your legs. Think about me licking, nipping, tormenting your sweet little pussy.”
She moaned.
“Yeah, you like that?”
She nodded.
I’ll post more from this scene next week, but if you want to read more -
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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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September 18, 2014
Friday is International Talk Like A Pirate Day
This Friday, September 19 is International Talk Like a Pirate Day.
Not only is this a fun day for pirate lovers and great fodder for morning radio show hosts, but for me this day will always hold a special day in my heart. Why?
Well, last year on this date I decided to take a break from the manuscript I was currently working on and write about pirates for a day. I ended up with “Rescued by the Buccaneer” and an outline for the next two books in the Pirates of the Jolie Rouge Trilogy. I fell so in love with my pirate stories that I finished the first book before going back to my other manuscript.
Now, you can pick up the first two books in the Pirate of the Jolie Rouge trilogy, Rescued by the Buccaneer and Bound by the Buccaneer at most major eBook retailers. Look for the third book in the series this coming Winter, and if you like pirate romance books check out the Pirate Romance Books Facebook site for other recommendations.
And once you pick out a book, grab a pirate doughnut me hearties and enjoy International Talk Like A Pirate Day!
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September 17, 2014
The Home Series by Paloma Beck – Book Tour
Rachel Porter, a romance writer, has told her three sons tales of finding their true soul mate since they were just boys. She lives with the belief that there is but one match for every person. Now as men, they have yet to discover their soul mates. That is, until they come home…
Ryan Porter, Rachel’s oldest son, needs a change from his busy city lifestyle. After five years of living in New York and establishing his own real estate firm, something is still missing. When a family tragedy brings Ryan back to his family’s rural home, he meets Tyra. She just might be the catalyst for the change he needs, redirecting the course of his life. But first he must accept his relationship with his parents and embrace Tyra’s secrets.
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/16110863-coming-home
I have a story to tell, a story I promised never to tell. Hell, it isn’t even one I wanted to live through. I just can’t keep it inside anymore… now that they’re both gone. I have to tell My Story.
Rachel Porter tells her sons about the love of her life, about their father and about their life together. This novella tells the story of the beginning of the Porter family through the Vietnam War, too many losses and a new beginning. It’s a tale her sons won’t forget, and one that could change them for all time.
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22915905-never-coming-home
Paloma Beck is a Romance Author living a life of contradiction… she’s a happily married carpooling mom writing steamy romance. It’s almost naughty but she loves it! Paloma writes both contemporary and paranormal romances that are anything but PG. She published her first book in 2012 and hasn’t slowed down since. Look for more information on her Website.
With her husband and three sons, the Blue Ridge mountains have been her home for nearly twenty years. There’s still a special place in her heart though for New England where she spent her childhood. The lakes of Maine call her name and someday she hopes to find her way back there.
“There’s just nothing like sipping coffee in the morning out on a dock. As an admitted caffeine and book addict, I believe a daily dose of espresso and a good book make any day better.”
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September 14, 2014
Masturbation Monday – Daddy Plays “How Wet Can She Get?”
Welcome to Masturbation Monday! I know, we’re not supposed to talk about this. At least that’s what I was taught. That’s fine. We don’t have to talk about it -let’s just read about it.
In my books, I’ve noticed that lots of times the hero (Dom) instructs the heroine (submissive) to masturbate. There’s something about a Dom have his sub play with herself. Here’s an example from the second book in the Daddy’s Girl Series - Daddy’s Game.
He touched her knee under the table and lowered his voice. “You wearing underwear?”
She looked around and saw they were alone in the room. “No. You asked me not to, Daddy.”
“Good, because Daddy wants to play a game.”
Her eyes twinkled, telling him she loved playing Daddy’s games.
“What is it?”
“It’s called ‘How Wet Can She Get?’”
Her lips parted as if she were going to speak, but she remained silent.
“Let’s get started. I want you to go into the bathroom and finger yourself with two fingers while you count to fifty. Then I want you to make little circles on your little clit while you count to fifty. Do it three times, the whole thing. Then come back and we’ll see how well you’ve done.”
“Yes, sir,” she said and pushed her chair back.
He knew his instructions would get her juices flowing. Her half-closed eyelids and slowed breathing gave her away. His cock twitched at the image he conjured in his mind of her perched in a bathroom stall playing with herself exactly as he’d ordered her to.
While she was gone, he paid the bill and left the waiter a sizable tip. When she entered the private room, he beckoned to her.
Lifting her hands to his nose, he gave her a disapproving look. “These hands don’t smell like they’ve been in your pussy. Have you been a bad girl? Did you do what Daddy asked you to?”
She tugged to get her hands back, but he held on, gripping them tighter.
“I washed them, Daddy! You didn’t say I shouldn’t.”
“True. So that’s why they smell of lavender instead of your delicious little cunt.”
She nodded. “I did what you asked,” she hissed, looking around to be sure they were still alone.
“I’ll be the judge of that.”
Ever so slowly, he ran a hand up under that tantalizing blue dress. With no panties to impede his progress, he felt her arousal present on her thighs and inserted a digit into her churned-up channel. She was wet. Ready for whatever he wanted to do to her.
Not only did her dampness bring his cock to life, but her obedience gave him great satisfaction. It was a heady experience to have such an enchanting and accomplished woman do his bidding, and he tilted his head in approval.
He removed his finger, now coated in her slick fluid.
“Lick this off for Daddy,” he rasped.
She wrinkled her nose, but opened her luscious pink lips, took his finger into her mouth, and ran her velvet tongue around it.
He plucked his finger from her mouth. “That’s right, babygirl. I like to see you getting wet for Daddy.”
He could see by the twinkle in her eyes that she took pleasure in his words. He stood, put his Tom Ford sunglasses back on, and ushered her outside, his hand resting on the small of her back protectively.
I’ll post more from this scene next week, but if you want to read more -
Pick up DADDY’S GAME today or Read Chapter One:
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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?
Pick up DADDY’S GAME today or Read Chapter One:
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Now on Audiobook!
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September 11, 2014
TAKE THE HEAT from Skye Warren Blog Tour & Interview with Elizabeth Coldwell
Today I’m welcoming Skye Warren and the authors from the Take the Heat Anthology. At the end of the tour Skye will be awarding a $15 Amazon gift card to one lucky participant from this tour and the anthology’s review tour. To enter please leave a comment and enter in the Rafflecopter below. Take it away Skye…
Hi, Skye Warren here! I’m the New York Times Bestselling author of dark romantic fiction, and I’m also the editor of Take the Heat, an anthology of criminal romance. I’m so excited to share this release with you.
One of the best parts of putting together this anthology was seeing what each author did—and Elizabeth’s story had a great noir atmosphere and surprise twist. I’m thrilled to have her here today for an interview to talk about her writing process, so here we go…
Elizabeth, h ow long have you been writing?
Elizabeth Coldwell: I can’t remember a time when I didn’t write. I completed my first novel when I was ten and it’s still in a drawer at my parents’ home. The storyline holds up well (it’s about a talking dog who sets out to be famous), but I don’t think I’ll be showing it to anyone.
Skye Warren: Wow, that’s great. (Remember Wishbone? I loved that show!) What advice would you give a new writer just starting out?
Elizabeth Coldwell: Writing is a long game – the overnight successes are very few and far between, and this profession is not an automatic passport to instant riches. And don’t be discouraged by rejections, as we all get them.
Skye Warren: Do you ever suffer from writer’s block? If so, what do you do about it?
Elizabeth Coldwell: No, I’ve been very lucky in that respect. I never look at a page and think that I can’t put words on it. There are days when I don’t want to write, which is a different matter. That’s when I go and do chores, or fill in questionnaires like this.
Skye Warren: How do you come up with the titles to your books?
Elizabeth Coldwell: Often, the title arrives before the story, and then it’s a case of finding an idea that suits it. For instance, Stranded in Paradise could have been set on a tropical island, but instead, it turned into a gay romance about an English student who finds himself in a small town called Paradise with only the clothes he stands up in, and the diner owner who employs him and falls in love with him. My favorite title is probably for a ménage short story I wrote about a couple of tourists on the way to Vegas and their encounter with a traffic policeman – Two Girls One Cop.
Skye Warren: Sounds hot. Can you describe your writing space?
Elizabeth Coldwell: I’ve colonized the sofa in the living room, where I pound away on my netbook. Half the time there’s a cat asleep on me while I’m working – whether I want there to be or not…
Skye Warren: How do you do research for your books?
Elizabeth Coldwell: Mostly online these days. I’ve just completed a paranormal novel that’s set in Amsterdam, and some of the places and incidents in that are based on parts of the city I know very well, but I’ve also had to do some additional research that doesn’t come up in the course of a normal stay there. I now know more about Amsterdam’s cemeteries than I thought I would ever need to.
Skye Warren: Are you a plotter or a pantser?
Elizabeth Coldwell: I started off as a plotter, because when I was first submitting novels in the 1990s, that’s how you worked – you sent three chapters and a synopsis (on paper, none of your fancy email submissions, young people…) and you needed to have a start, middle and end. These days, I mostly start with a vague idea and fill bits in as I go along. It’s not unusual for me to write Chapters 1, 4 and 7 and then patch the rest of the story in between.
Skye Warren: Thanks so much, Elizabeth! And thank you all for coming to check out Take the Heat. If you’re down for a dark ride, I hope you’ll read it!
TAKE THE HEAT
The ultimate bad boys, criminals capture our attention and awaken our darkest desires. Celebrate the illicit in this romantic suspense anthology, where handcuffs are used for more than play. These stories are shocking, sexy, and thought-provoking.
In New York Times Bestselling Author Skye Warren’s Magnolia Hotel, meet the heroine who pays her brother’s debt to a loan shark—who happens to be her childhood crush. Find out if the jury made the right decision in Acquitted by award-winning author Giselle Renarde. Explore a dark and sensual psychology with New York Times Bestselling Author Pam Godwin in Unlawful Seduction.
Ride the edge of desire and see if you can TAKE THE HEAT…
Skye Warren – Magnolia Hotel
Cynthia Richards – Captivated
Pam Godwin – Unlawful Seduction
Sheri Savill – Slipknot
Shoshanna Evers – This Might Hurt A Bit
Candy Quinn – The Bombshell
Tamsin Flowers – Playing with Fire
Elizabeth Coldwell – Disposing of Donnie
Audrey Lusk – Surprise Witness
Trent Evans – Last Day
Giselle Renarde – Acquitted
EXCERPT FROM “SLIPKNOT” BY SHERI SAVILL
Leather. Sexy and tight. Perfect. Yep, this is the one. This is the one I’m taking.
Mia took a deep breath and, in one smooth move, rolled and tucked the metal hanger—and the soft black leather miniskirt still clipped to it—into her black shoulder bag. Right over the open zipper and down into the gaping hole at the top of the purse, all without a hitch.
Thank God the fucking price tag didn’t catch on the zipper track.
Once it was all pushed down inside the darkness of her purse, she rested the crook of her elbow over the opening again, for extra camouflage, in case prying eyes should happen to look too closely as she left the shop. Four hundreds dollars’ worth? really? The tiny skirt was easy enough to conceal. It was an obscene price for a leather mini, anyway, she rationalized. Even for a skirt as sexy and well-made as this one, that was too much money. She could smell the richness of fine leather wafting from the other skirts still on the rack in front of her as she glanced sideways again. All quiet. Not a soul in the shop but her and the guy behind the counter. And he was still gone.
God, that was really just too easy.
She felt her lips pursing together a little in spite of herself, barely suppressing her self-satisfaction. Still, no reason to be cocky. She’d planned this carefully enough in advance. Stupid thieves were always being caught because they didn’t think things through, or they became too brazen, too greedy. The news was full of dumb criminal stories. She’d resolved not to be one of them.
Mia shifted her weight a little in her black heels and then took a few small steps down the aisle toward the ball gags, crops, hoods…glancing sideways again toward the cash register, now bathed in a soft greenish glow of a banker’s lamp on the counter. The dimmer-than-usual lighting meant that Flesh Factory—the largest kinky sex emporium and BDSM equipment supplier in the city—was empty, about to close for the night—which was exactly what she had counted on. But even as the last customer of the day, she’d taken no chances and sent the lone employee—friendly, handsome, ever-so-helpful “Michael”—on an errand to the stockroom to check for fence-net thigh-highs she knew he wouldn’t find. They didn’t even carry them anymore. She knew the stripper-wear section well and pretty much owned one of everything they sold by now.
She continued to pretend to browse, exhaling another slow breath. It was exciting, breaking the law. She’d done it. And now the leather skirt was hers. All that was left to do was make a hasty yet friendly exit shortly after Michael returned, apologetic and empty-handed, from the goose chase she’d sent him on.
The short, low-cut white dress she’d worn tonight—no bra, of course—had been extra insurance that she’d have his cooperation. The idea was to disengage his brain while engaging his cock and she noted earlier, with pleasure, that her chosen outfit had indeed done just that. The bulge in Michael’s jeans confirmed it more than once, even before she’d made a point of bending to examine sale items set on a low shelf. Oh, but men were so easily entranced, so easily guided. And she knew now that her bare pussy and the twin curves of her ass just peeking from under the tight white fabric of her dress had done the trick with Michael. Plus it just made her feel sexy and like a bad girl; the playful exhibitionist side of her submissive tendencies, she supposed, now helping her steal a skirt.
Her thoughts snapped back to the present. A voice. Michael’s.
“Sorry…Mia, was it? Looks like we don’t even carry those anymore. I can call the supplier tomorrow, if you want, and see if we can special order them. That could take a few weeks, though. You probably don’t want to wait …” He shrugged and turned a key in the register, locking it for the night.
She smiled at him.
“Oh no…Michael. Sorry for the trouble. I just thought—”
He was still aroused, his erection huge and straining in his jeans, and he was making no effort to hide it now. He’d come around the counter and was looking her up and down, his dark eyes taking in her nipples, the corners of his mouth turning up, approving. His eyes then moved down to her long tanned legs in the black heels.
“Love the white dress.”
“Thanks. Look, it’s late and I’ve already kept you from closing up on time. I gotta get going. But thanks, again, for checking on the fence-net stockings.” Her elbow squeezed the shoulder bag in closer to her body as she turned toward the exit. Another rush of satisfaction flooded her. She’d just scored a premium leather miniskirt and was about to walk right out the door with it and leave a hunky guy with a huge hard-on.
“You have a good night, then” she heard his husky voice calling behind her. The red neon of the “open” sign in the front window flickered a little, buzzing, and then went black. Maybe he couldn’t wait to get her out of the store. Probably wants to jerk off.
Her hand closed around the doorknob when she sensed someone moving up quickly behind her. Before she could turn, a large hand encircled her throat as an arm clamped around her belly, pulling her backward. It happened so fast.
A deep male voice—not Michael’s—breathed into her ear.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?”
Ride the edge of desire and see if you can TAKE THE HEAT…
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About Elizabeth Coldwell
Elizabeth Coldwell is a multi-published author and award-winning editor who lives and writes in London. Her work has appeared in a variety of anthologies including Crimes of Passion and Women With Handcuffs. She can be found at The (Really) Naughty Corner, elizabethcoldwell.wordpress.com.
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September 4, 2014
End of Summer Spanks Hop: Spanked by the Professor
Welcome to End of Summer Spanks!
This is a blog hop of spanking snippets or stories that center on the last flings of summer or back to school – lessons learned. I’m also combining with #SatSpanks this week. For my entry I decided to post an excerpt from my novella “The Professor’s Plaything.” Along the hop there will be lots of prizes including:
Kindle or Nook from Blushing Books
$25 Gift Certificate to Amazon from Stormy Night Publications
$25 Gift Certificate to Amazon from Baronet Press
One month membership to Pandora Blake’s Dreams of Spanking
Hand made paddle from Blondie’s Place
$25 Gift Certificate to Amazon from Wizards in Publishing
You can have it all package by Variant Books
Six month membership to Discipline & Desire
$25 GC from Jolynn Raymond
An ebook package from LearningDD
Ebook Cover Design & Matching Facebook Cover Picture from Kandes Pixels
Rules
Follow the links below to read the blogs–comment on the blog to prove you were there (or answer the participant’s specific question, if they have one). COPY AND PASTE COMMENTS WILL BE DISQUALIFIED! Each comment earns you one entry for the grand prize. You must provide your email address for your entry to count. Individual pages may also have their own form of entry (Rafflecopter, etc) for additional chances to win prizes. Enjoy all the free stories, posts, & fun! Prizes will be announced on Tuesday, Sept. 9, 2014.
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Here on my site I’m giving away a $10 book-selller gift card to winner’s choice of Amazon or B&N and an eBook from my backlist, also winner’s choice. You can learn more about my books here. You can enter my contest by leaving a comment then entering the Rafflecopter below.
In this excerpt from The Professor’s Plaything, John (the professor) has just stuck his foot in his mouth and upset Colette. But he doesn’t appreciate her being such a brat about it…
Excerpt from The Professor’s Plaything
John had struck a nerve with her. Society placed such a double standard on women. Men were supposed to love sex. But if a woman loved sex, she was seen as a whore. If she didn’t, they called her frigid. This was a battle she had faced for years, and in Colette’s view, there was no way to win. She struggled between being the good girl society expected her to be and being true to her own desires. Sometimes, it really sucked to be a woman.
“Colette, please. Stop. Come back. Let me talk to you.” John crossed the parking lot and hurried up the steps.
She stuck out her bottom lip. Eyes flashing, she kept going.
He caught her on the stairs, grabbing her by the waist. “Don’t run away from me.”
She struggled to shake him off. “What are you doing?”
Planting one foot on the step above, he turned her over his knee and held her there with strong arms.
Colette screeched. “Stop! No!”
“I’m giving you that spanking you deserve,” he said through gritted teeth.
“No-ho-ho!” she protested.
The palm of his hand landed on the edge of her ass. Thankfully, she wore a one-piece outfit that protected her doomed bottom. But it didn’t matter, because he just pushed the fabric aside, exposing her cheek and slapped the only place not covered by her romper.
She couldn’t believe he’d thrown her over his lap outside of her apartment. What if someone walked by? She’d die of embarrassment.
Suddenly his hand electrified her skin, and she forgot all about the neighbors. The blows stung, and then a dull pain mixed with the sting as he swatted her again and again. Yet with each jolt of pain, a slight thrill zipped through her.
The scent of his leather shoes filled her nostrils. Her vision seemed clearer as each blow sounded out like a clap of thunder. Fear and uncertainty bubbled up inside her, and she fought back tears. He would stop soon. He didn’t really want to hurt her, did he?
She wanted it to stop, but in a deep corner in the back of her mind, there was something about him spanking her that felt satisfying. Was it the excitement of being manhandled? Or was it the magnetic attraction to a man strong enough to correct her?
If she was honest with herself, she admitted she deserved a punishment. She had been a bad girl—in several ways. First, she had seduced him, and then she’d been testing his patience in the car. There was something almost magical about being punished for it.
Without warning—he stopped.
Her ass cheeks burned, but John smoothed firm hands over them, tenderly caressing where he’d swatted her only moments ago. His touch soothed her aching skin, and she luxuriated in the attention, like a cat in a sun-drenched windowsill.
What are People Saying About The Professor’s Plaything
“The Professor’s Plaything is a highly erotic story that will keep you on your toes.” – Felicity of Mad Gypsy in Wonderland
“One hot and sexy read. Throughout the story the author does a great job with John and Colette and helping them along their journey to realize they both want what each other can give to them. The characters are well developed and the story line is well written.” – Debbie Saraceni, Goodreads
“Give it a read, it’s sweet and funny and every bit naughty and nice!!!” – Joanne Jones, Goodreads
“Loved this book.” – Naomi, Goodreads
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