MIAMI MASTERS

Monday, January 23, 2017

                                         

                      PERFECT NOTES
                                   BY
                       JAYE PEACHES




                 D/s Erotic Romance, Contemporary, New Adult



 Callie is all he desires—the tonic for his dominance. But to fulfill their dreams, she must succumb to his passions.



Blurb:

Amateur clarinetist Callie turns up for an orchestra rehearsal following a six-week absence to find a new conductor in residence—Stefan, a charismatic man with ambitions of being a composer. After he gives her a lift home, he invites her to his house for a practice session. What begins as a music lesson ends with a passionate display of dominance by Stefan.

As their sexual affair blossoms, Callie is increasingly drawn to find out more about her aspiring composer and why he is a potent lover in the bedroom. When she turns up unexpectedly at his house, she is shocked to find him in the company of a naked woman. Horrified to think that he might have betrayed her, she calls an end to their relationship, but persistent Stefan begs for a second chance.

Encouraged by her boss to resolve her feelings toward Stefan, Callie seeks out a friend of his, hoping to understand what drives him to dominate, but the given explanation creates more unresolved issues for Callie. Determined to seek out the truth, she plans to confront Stefan. But by then, he has gone abroad. Callie must make a decision—cash in her savings and follow Stefan, or banish him from her life. If she does the latter, she will never understand the nature of the intense emotions he has awakened within her. Does she dare to love him?



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Excerpt (18+)

I lost track of time, lying there. He pinched my bottom. “You came, Mausi.”

I opened my eyes, the lids flickering.

He tucked his hands behind his head. “Now, what would be a suitable punishment for you?” he mused, staring up at the ceiling.

“I… I…” I struggled to find the right words while he waited. “Anything, if it makes you happy,” I finally blurted.

He rose onto his elbows. “Such a delicious request, how can I refuse you?” He smiled.

I expected him to throw me on my back and plunder my pussy with one of his rampaging fucks. A rush of hot blood filled my cheeks and I waited breathlessly. Instead, he climbed off the bed and, while he fingered his erect penis, he hunted about in a chest of drawers. He held up a condom. “Here.”

“But I’m still, you know…”

“Not for this.” He tapped his cock. “Oh, no. Mausi needs a special chastisement for coming without me.”

“Chastisement,” I repeated, watching him tear the wrapper with his teeth. I expected him to roll it over his cock, but he didn’t. He pushed his forefinger into the condom and sheathed the digit. I stared at him as a gentle smirk formed on his face. “You’ve got to be kidding.” I shuffled backward. “I’ve not done anything like that before.”

“Trust me, Mausi, you’re going to love it. Just my finger. Nothing else. Sometimes, that is all that is needed. Don’t worry.”

“Needed?” Who did he think he was, coming up with these debauched ways to torment me sexually?

“Oh, you need it.” He stepped forward.



Author Bio:

I'm an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!

When not writing, I’m busy spending time with her family, enjoying music, sometimes drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.



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Wednesday, January 18, 2017

                SUMMER GRAYSTONE

     THE SADIST AND HIS LITTLE GIRL



Blurb:



When Hayley’s father died when she was young, it left a void in her life – and in her heart – that she has been striving to fill ever since. When adulthood came upon her, that need and that desire transferred to older men, an ache to have a ‘Daddy’ in her life. When her close friend invites her to an age play night at a local BDSM club, she meets Hunter, a Dom on the prowl and a perfect Daddy in the making.

Hunter has issues of his own, a previous experience has left him scared and slightly sadistic… yet the facade is fake. His kind heart is not cruel, only damaged. Can Hayley, as the new little girl in his life, help heal the pain from his past? Can she transform him in to the loving Dom they both know he truly is?



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Excerpt 1:

“Get up,” he commanded. I took my time, sighing as I did, never letting myself break eye contact. I stood in front of him, hands at my sides.

He sat down on the sofa. “Unbutton your jeans, then get over my knee,” he commanded. Again, moving slowly and never breaking eye contact, I did as I was told. I unbuttoned my jeans and lowered the zipper, then stretched out over my Daddy’s lap with my knees and forearms resting on the sofa.

I felt his fingers hook into the waistband of my jeans and pull them down. Once again I was wearing a thong, and my entire ass was exposed to him. I felt his right hand gently caress the skin, moving back and forth from one cheek to the other. I felt goosebumps rise in the wake of his gentle touch.

“Such a nice, round ass, little girl,” he murmured admiringly.

Then smack! He caught me with the palm of his hand, once, briskly. I gasped; to go so quickly from pleasure to pain was a surprise. It also heightened the arousal I felt once the momentary pain subsided.

“See what being a bad girl gets you?” my Daddy asked. He slapped again, this time on the other cheek. The sound echoed off the walls and reverberated through me. My skin tingled.

“If there’s one thing I ask for – ” smack! “ – it’s respect.” Smack!

I could feel myself becoming more and more aroused with every stroke. My hips flexed and moved without my even intending them to. I couldn’t keep myself from responding to the feeling of his hand against me.

“Hmmm…” I heard. “It looks like somebody is enjoying this a little bit. Is that true? Do you like it when Daddy spanks you?”

I didn’t know how to best answer, and I must have hesitated too long, because I felt his hand grasp my ponytail and yank my head back. “I asked you a question. Answer me: do you like it when Daddy spanks you?”

“Yes!” I gasped, and I could hear the pain in my voice. It didn’t hurt so much as it was uncomfortable. I liked having my hair pulled – just not so hard. Not worth bringing out the safe word, but something worth discussing anyway.

“See? All you had to do was answer.” He roughly shoved my head back down, still holding onto my hair, and gave me two good whacks across my ass. I cried out in surprise at his sudden show of force.

“It looks like I have to spank you harder, then, since you’re enjoying yourself so much,” Daddy said sternly. I tried to stifle the moan of mixed pain and pleasure that escaped my lips after he struck harder than before.

I felt myself getting wet, as that familiar tingle between my legs got stronger. It was like his hand was connecting directly with my pussy instead of my ass. He found a rhythm, delivering brisk and forceful blows on one cheek, then the other.

I felt the heat building inside me, washing over me. I stopped feeling each blow, instead experiencing the sheer sensation. My breathing got louder, more ragged. I couldn’t contain the little moans and gasps that his hand brought out of me.



Author Bio:

Hi! So my name is Summer, and I’m a part time erotica author, who attends classes during the day, and writes dirty romantic erotica by night. When I’m not in school studying photography, I also work as a portrait photographer at a small local studio near the beaches of Florida.

Some fun facts about me are that I love apple martinis (I just turned 21, so I can’t get enough of them) and I love Star Wars, The Vampire Diaries, the Originals, The Walking Dead and Smallville. I’m a gamer girl too. Animals are close to my heart, and I have a 3-month-old bearded dragon named Yoda (he’s green and white) and a spaz of a dog named Nala who is a Terrier/Pomeranian mix, but I digress.

My favorite thing to do is to write sexy stories that will melt your panties off, and emotional stories that will make you cry, and rejoice when the hero gets the girl in the end.

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Monday, January 16, 2017

Maggie Ryan visits with a look at her title, MY CAPRICIOUS COWGIRL.  I've read several of Maggie's books and know you won't be disappointed!



Out of destruction comes hope; out of silence comes profound love.


BLURB:


Matthew Stone is a rancher who finds his greatest pleasure in working in the great outdoors, doing his part in building the Rose Ranch in the Oregon territory. He has watched his friends wed, and accepts their teasing about his confirmed bachelorhood. All that changes the day he is out repairing fences and looks up to see a horse jumping the railing, aware of how dangerous that is, as the last fence drops away. His warning does nothing to stop the rider, and a scream has him racing down the cliff, expecting to find the worst. What he finds instead is a small boy, clinging to a boulder while the river attempts to pull him away.



Sally Jefferson has just arrived in a strange place, and her young son Davy is the only person she knows there. Devastation and heartache have followed them as they braved the Oregon Trail, and she fears that, after surviving over two-thousand miles, she won't survive another moment when Davy's life is threatened.

The moment Matthew and Sally meet is like an echo of the storm that drove her from her home, as lightning seems to strike between them.



Matthew never expected to fall in love. Now he finds himself head over heels not only for Sally, but for a boy who doesn't speak and yet has stolen his heart.

Will Matthew be able to convince Sally that life can begin again? Will the fact that his very touch ignites her soul be enough to allow her to accept not only his love, but his discipline?



My Capricious Cowgirl is the fourth book in the Willamette Wives series about a group of pioneers who are building their dreams together and sharing in both the burdens and the joys. They are far more than friends… they are a family. Though this is the fourth book, it can be read as a standalone.



Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, including spanking and anal play. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.











EXCERPT:
 
“I said I was sorry,” Matthew said quietly.
They’d found Sally who stated she’d been calling them to lunch for a half hour. His apology hadn’t removed the look of tension from her face though he’d apologized yet again and assured her that he wouldn’t forget to inform her of their whereabouts in the future.
“We didn’t hear you until that last time you called,” he said. “There’s a small waterfall below where we crossed the river and…”
“You crossed the river!” Her eyes instantly went to their feet.
“Don’t worry, we took off our boots and socks…”
“Your pants are soaked! Davy, go change.” When the boy hesitated, she pointed to the wagon. “Right now!” Once he was gone, she turned to Matthew. “That child has had enough of swimming. My God, he has a wracking cough and yet you… you decide that it’s perfectly all right to play in the same river that almost killed him!”
“Sally, calm down…”
“Don’t tell me to calm down. I trusted you to keep him safe…”
“He is perfectly safe,” Matthew cut in, reaching out to take her arm. “I would never do anything to put him in danger. I just didn’t think to…”
She wrenched her arm free. “No, you didn’t think. You almost gave me an apoplexy when I couldn’t find you and you didn’t answer when I called and called. You disappear with my son and let him get soaked in the river.  God, how stupid can you be?”
“There is no need to yell…”
“I’ll yell if I want!”
“Not at me you won’t,” he corrected, reaching for her. “I accept the fact that I should have told you where we were going. I understand why you were frightened…”
“I’m not frightened… I’m fucking mad!”
“That’s enough,” Matthew said.  “You need to stop right now. Davy is fine. I haven’t heard him cough a single time since I’ve been here today. He did not go swimming; he is not soaked. Yes, the hem of his pants got wet but that won’t make him ill. What will is hearing his ma screeching and cursing like a fishwife. What will have him too scared to go near the water is your reminding him of what happened yesterday. He learned a tough lesson and you, young lady, are about this far from learning your own.” He rubbed his index finger against the pad of his thumb.
“I’ll fucking cuss whenever I damn well want” she hissed, “you can’t tell me what to feel. You have no fucking idea how a mother… no, let me go!”
“Oh, honey, the only place you are going is over my knee.”
“You… you wouldn’t dare!”
“Unless you wish your son to know that you are about to get your ass spanked, I suggest you settle down.” When she continued to try to pull away, he bent a little closer. “Remember I told you that I never promise anything I didn’t mean? Well, little girl, I promise that I’m going to give you a spanking and promise to keep it as private as possible but, I promise that if you don’t stop right this instant, you’re not only going to have a tender bottom, you’re going to know that your boy heard every single smack that you’ve earned. Understood?”
She instantly stilled when he gave her that first smack along with his question. Her mouth dropped open but self-preservation must have kicked in because not a sound was uttered. Matthew gave her a moment as if to make sure she wasn’t going to dig herself further into the hole she’d begun. “I’ll give you a choice.” Seeing the hope flair in her blue eyes, he almost chuckled. “You may choose to behave and we will take care of your spanking when Davy takes his nap… or, you can continue to act like a shrew and I’ll be giving you that spanking right now. Which will it be?”
“I-I don’t want a spanking…”
“That wasn’t one of the options I offered. You are definitely getting a spanking. The choice is when Davy is sleeping or now.”
“I-I’m sorry. I was just…”
“Sally, we can discuss that afterwards but unless I hear your decision with your next breath, I’ll make the choice for you.”
She looked towards the wagon, then towards the woods, the river, the sky but finally she met his eyes. “When Davy is… is napping… please.”

BIO:

A USA Today and #1 international best selling author, I have been writing stories as long as I can remember. I enjoy writing both contemporary erotica as well as historical books set in ages past. I love developing characters that are able to tell their own stories. My heroines are multi-faceted women who are strong, intelligent and capable in their own right but find a deep need to share their lives with those strong, sexy and dominant alpha males that capture their hearts. My heros recognize the gift of submission for the gift it is, loving and protecting the women that offer that gift. I enjoy sweet, romantic stories with just a taste of domestic discipline as well as one that explore the harsher D/S lifestyle. I also enjoy writing age-play stories set both in Victorian era where women didn't have a great deal of power in their lives as well as in today's present time where women still find their happiness is greatly enhanced in offering the gift of submission. My hope is that you settle back in your favorite chair and allow my books to entertain you and let you escape into another world.



Please feel free to contact me at: maggie.ryan.writes@gmail.com as I'd love to hear from you.



I'd appreciate it if you'd leave a review on Amazon as well as reviews not only help inform other potential readers about books that you have enjoyed, they serve to help me strive to become a better writer. I so appreciate every reader and wish you Happy Reading!

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Kara Kelley is visiting with a look at her debut novel, TAKING IN DANI.  Thanks for sharing, Kara, and congratulations on your new release!

#eroticromance   #spankingromance  #bdsm
#d's  #contemporaryromance


 
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Blurb:

Dani Torkaz has no room in her life for a romance with anyone, let alone with 'God's gift to women' Adam Fiori, but everything changes when circumstances compel her to accept a job as a nanny to his two young children.


Adam makes it clear that he will have no patience for rudeness, and it isn't long before her sharp tongue earns Dani a painful, humiliating bare-bottom spanking. The stern punishment sets more than just her backside on fire, however, and she is left begging to be taken hard and thoroughly.

As she settles into her new position, Dani finds herself feeling like she is part of a real family for the first time in her life, and her lust for her stern, handsome boss begins to blossom into love. But Adam has secrets he isn't sharing, and Dani has been hurt too many times to give him the benefit of the doubt. Can he win her trust before the wounds of the past destroy their future?

Publisher's Note: Taking in Dani includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.




Excerpt :

Fiori is asleep, slumped on his expensive leather sofa with his phone still gripped in his hand. I swallow hard as I shut the door as quietly as I can. He starts awake and scrubs his unshaven face with both hands before he sits up and looks at me.

“What time is it?” he asks groggily.

“Seven,” I answer and set my purse on the little table by the door.

“Seven A.M.?” His eyes clear and his mouth presses in a firm hard line. “Where the hell were you last night?” he asks, his voice stabs me right in the diaphragm and crotch.

He’s angry— blood-boiling angry. “When did you get home?”

“I walked to Fran’s after work.” I didn’t think it was possible for his eyes to burn angrier but they do. “I didn’t come home.”

“You walked at eleven at night and stayed over without bothering to tell me you weren’t coming home? You knew I was waiting for you.”

“I feel bad today, Adam. Last night I was too angry to care that you were waiting for me. Don’t push me back into pissy.” I walk briskly to the kitchen and start the coffee.

“Apparently too angry to regard your safety, too,” he adds and yanks my arm to pull me to face him. I grit my teeth and glare at his hand on my arm. His jaw looks painfully tight, as well, but I don’t back down. He releases me suddenly and gathers a breath.

“I’m going to be late for a meeting, but I’m telling you right now, this isn’t over. In fact, it isn’t even close to started!” His hand finds my chin and forces my eyes to his. “You can be mad all you want, but we both know you were wrong. My mistake came from a place of care and concern and yours was vindictive and inconsiderate.”

I swallow. Adam’s right. I swear under my breath and look away.

“That’s right, little girl, you know it too.” He stalks off, and I take a moment to breathe before continuing to make coffee. He’s back before the machine even begins to percolate. He grabs me roughly again and this time, he doesn’t release me while he opens a drawer and pulls out a wooden spoon. He pushes my front against the counter and the spoon splats against my scrub-clad bottom. The material is thin and the spoon unforgiving—full force, I’m sure. I gasp and bite my squeals, thinking of the children on the other side of the condo. My fingers turn white as I grip the counter.

“Adam, the kids!” I manage through a hissed breath, but then I’m squeezing my eyes tightly and squirming to avoid yet another punishing swat. He presses further on me to keep me still and then his hand reaches around the front of me to once again pull the string that keeps my bottoms up. I whimper and wish they wouldn’t betray me by slumping down my legs so easily—again.

“I just checked. They’re asleep.” The spoon stings and bites my flesh and I have to lower my mouth to my forearm to cry out into it. I can’t wake the kids. I try to drop to avoid another punishing swat, but when I do, he pins me tighter. His swats increase and I start to sob dryly. He tosses the spoon in the sink and straightforwardly pulls my pants up. He spins me to face him, tying the strings quickly.

“That was just a taste of what’s coming.” His words bite out through clenched teeth. He clasps my chin between a finger and thumb again and even though I can see he’s trying to ignore my tears there’s compassion in his eyes, too. “You are getting a hell of a thrashing when I get you alone.” I nod through blurring eyes. “I’ve never been so worried in my whole God-damned life!”

“Okay. I’m sorry,” I say with a shudder. His hard look melts and he pulls me into his chest. He kisses my head and leans down to whisper into the crook of my neck.

“You undo me, Daniela Torkaz. I don’t know how or why, but you do.” He pulls back and looks me in the eye. “I waited at your bus stop half the night,” he croaks, and I can’t help but dissolve into tears and snuggle as deep as I can into him. “Clara made a fortune.”

This time, when he pulls me back, I cling like an octopus. “Please,” I beg. “Don’t go. I need you.” I let out a small desperate cry. “I fight it, Adam, fight it so hard, but I do. God, I do! I need you.”

He grabs both my shoulders and lifts me to my toes so he can take my mouth. His is hot and demanding, and I yield to his forceful lips and tongue. I’m molten and dizzy with want. I grab for his clothes, and he handcuffs my wrists like he did before with one hand.

He shoves me roughly against his gargantuan high-end refrigerator keeping my hands pinned above my head and torments a nipple through my t-shirt making me writhe. His mouth follows and heat blast through both the material and my core. His hand burrows in my hair and yanks my face to his. As our mouths mate, he releases my wrists and grabs my sore ass with both hands pulling me up, so my center presses against his hard bulge. I bury my hands in his hair, and his face burrows into my neck. I’m ready to combust when I hear the big bag of blocks crash onto the floor.

“The kids. The kids!” I whisper urgently. He drops my legs and cocks his brow. Adam’s gaze isn’t aimed at the living room where I’m sure Charlie is knee deep in blocks. It’s aimed at me.

“Dani,” he pants. “We’ll finish this later. First the spanking of your life and then your ravaging.”

Nadia comes into the kitchen, and we both pretend to be busy. Me getting two mugs and him grabbing the cream from the fridge. She eyes us both skeptically. I note how disheveled Adam looks and know I’ve been pawed far more.

“Good morning,” I say, still a little breathless. “What would you like for breakfast?”

Her brow quirks in the same high arch as Adam’s, but she finally walks out. “Charlie, what do you want for breakfast? It’s your choice today.” I hear Nadia ask. I let out a breath and lean my hip against the counter. Adam grins cheekily and hands me the spoon from the sink. “Bring that to your apartment.” When I look down at it in my hands, he swats my ass making me lurch from its tenderness. I rub it as he whistles out of the room.

 
About Kara Kelley:

Kara Kelley is a naughty Canuck (that’s a Canadian for those of you that don’t know), who loves spanks, a little bondage, tantalizing creative sex (trust me, honey this sh*t is gonna rock our world) and TIM HORTON’S. She’s full of playful mischief, loyalty and maybe some stubbornness, but she’ll never admit it. And she believes living in a secluded cabin in the woods (including good WIFI, a stocked Kindle, and plenty of chocolate) with her husband would be absolute bliss.


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Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Tuesday guest: Amelia Smarts is sharing a peak at her newest release, EMMA'S SURRENDER.  You won't want to miss checking out this hot erotic western spanking romance!




“I will watch out for you because I protect what’s mine, and because deep down, you want me to.”

About Emma’s Surrender
When twenty-year-old Emma Brookstone arrives in the town of Bannack, Montana, she seeks out the local marshal, intending to enlist his help in uncovering the truth regarding her father’s murder two years earlier. Upon meeting the marshal, however, she is shocked and dismayed to discover that he is none other than the man who gunned her father down that fateful night.

Though Clive Brookstone was an evil man who needed killing, the knowledge that he left a young woman orphaned tore at Nathan Haskin’s conscience from the moment he pulled the trigger, and he has secretly provided for Emma’s needs since that day. Certain that hearing about her father’s legacy of lawless violence would break her heart, he concealed it from her, but now that she has returned to Bannack her persistence eventually prompts him to tell her the full story.

To make matters more complicated, Nathan finds his desire to protect Emma quickly growing into a powerful need to tame and possess her, and when her foolish behavior puts her safety at risk he doesn’t hesitate to take her in hand and spank her soundly. His stern chastisement leaves her furious yet helplessly aroused, and it isn’t long before he claims her hard and thoroughly.

In her heart, Emma knows what Nathan tells her is true—that her father’s death was just—but writhing in ecstasy as she is utterly dominated by the man who killed him fills her with shame nonetheless, and she does her best to deny her lust for the handsome marshal. Will the day ever come when she can put aside the past and surrender herself fully to the man she once hated?

Publisher’s Note: Emma’s Surrender includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Read the First Chapter for Free on Amelia’s Blog: https://ameliasmarts.com/emmas-surrender-by-amelia-smarts/

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Excerpt – Erotic Spanking and Reluctant Consent
“You can’t do this!” she snarled at him. “I am not your… plaything!” she spat. “Or your pet. You can’t command me and expect me to roll over like a dog.”

His eyes narrowed into a predatory stare, and he chuckled darkly. “I can, I will, and you should know better than to come between a wolf and his meal, pet,” he said, using her own word.

He drew himself up so that he stood towering over her. With a callused hand, he grabbed an ankle, flipped her on her stomach, and gave her bottom a smack. She let out a surprised squeal when his hand fell again, stinging the same place. He continued to strike the flat of his palm in measured splats across each cheek. She yelped at each swat but enjoyed the punishment so much that she pressed her bottom into his hand every time it fell. How completely he had mastered her, when even the pain he inflicted felt like pleasure.

His victorious laugh filled the room. “Oh, you’re a naughty one, aren’t you, pet?” he said as his palm crashed against her bare skin for the final time.

When she didn’t answer, he wrapped his hand around her hair and tugged her head up so that they were cheek to cheek. “Aren’t you?” he growled.

“Yes!” she gasped, her scalp and bottom tingling, her stomach somersaulting.
The stubble of his beard scraped her cheek lightly as he moved his lips to the shell of her ear. “Say it,” he said in a harsh whisper. “Say, ‘I’ve been a bad girl, trying to deny what I want to the man who can give it to me.’”

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Other Spanking Romances by Amelia Smarts
Corralling Callie – Jude has his hands full with Callie. She’s sassy and disobedient, but when she puts aside her foul-mouthed, defiant fa├žade, the real Callie is as sweet and kind as she is beautiful. http://amzn.to/2iPVdPB

Claimed by the Mountain Man – Jack’s stern chastisement and bold mastery of her body leave Nettie begging for more, but is she truly ready to give up her freedom to be claimed by the mountain man? http://amzn.to/2b5SymF

His Little Red Lily – Innocent farm girl asks repeatedly to be hired as an entertainer, but the saloon owner has different ideas about where a stubborn, disobedient little girl belongs. http://amzn.to/1TouqoF

Fetching Charlotte Rose – A proud young woman learns lessons in love and safety when a no-nonsense man sweeps her off of her feet… and over his lap. http://amzn.to/1U3FCJJ

About Amelia Smarts
#1 Amazon Bestseller in Historical Erotica and Erotic Westerns!

I'm an author of romance novels featuring domestic discipline/spanking. Usually my stories involve a cowboy, and they always involve a man's firm hand connecting with a woman's naughty backside. It's important to me that I tell a good story in addition to portraying hot sex and discipline scenes. I write complex, flawed heroes and heroines who struggle and succeed in their journey to love and happiness. If you'd like to talk books with me, feel free to drop me a note at amelia_smarts@yahoo.com. Happy reading!

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