Monday, February 29, 2016

I'm thrilled to have MORGANNA WILLIAMS as my first guest today.  She's sharing a hot excerpt from her new release, His Rebellious Mate.  Grab a fan and enjoy!

Thank you so much for hosting me BJ!


Nineteen-year-old Maggie Treenan, the youngest daughter of a human mother and a Ramelian commander, is certain that her brothers’ best friend, Jackson Marks, is destined to be her mate. Unfortunately for Maggie, however, Jackson sees her as nothing more than a sweet but silly girl, and when she throws herself at him to convince him otherwise she only manages to earn herself a stern scolding and a painful, embarrassing bare-bottom spanking.

To make matters worse, his chastisement triggers her mating fever just before he leaves Earth to return to his post with the Ramelian Guard. Heartbroken and overwhelmed by her unmet need for the man her body knows full well is her mate, Maggie spends the next eight years running a biker bar, riding motorcycles, and doing her best to forget about Jackson.

When he returns to Earth at last, it doesn’t take long for Jackson to figure out what has happened. Realizing how difficult it must have been for Maggie to live for all those years with the fierce, inescapable lusts of her mating heat—lusts that only he can quench—he sets out to claim her properly and make things right as soon as possible.

But Maggie has grown into a feisty, headstrong woman, and Jackson soon realizes that taming her is going to be no easy task. He will need to be loving, but he will also need to be firm, even when that means punishing her thoroughly for her stubbornness. Will his rebellious mate learn to submit, or will she find herself spending most of her time with blushing cheeks and a bottom that is sore both inside and out?

Publisher’s Note: His Rebellious Mate is the third book of the Ramelian Brides series, which began with The Commander’s Mate and continued with The Commander’s Daughter. It is an erotic romance novel that contains spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.


Then he moved, and she squealed when she found herself facedown over the bathroom counter, his hand began clapping off her rounded bottom.
“I think I need to remind you who wears the pants in the family,” Jackson said, smiling into her eyes in the mirror as his hand fell hard and fast.
Just when the stinging heat built to the point she couldn’t help a little whimper of response, he stopped and stroked his hand over the heated skin and then spread her wide.
“Jackson?” she asked worriedly.
“Don’t look now but your cock is about to take you hard,” Jackson said as he thrust into her forcefully, taking her to the hilt.
“Oohh…” Maggie moaned as her body stretched around his big cock, the pleasure pain almost too intense.
Jackson used his hands to part her ass cheeks, spreading them as wide as they would go and increasing the tightness of her body around his pistoning shaft. An orgasm swept through her, surprising her with its intensity and how quickly it overtook her senses.
Then he pulled out of her body, leaving her bereft. His hand began to fall swiftly over her backside again as her body continued to pulse in the aftermath of her climax. When the spanks began to fall just below her pulsing channel, over and over again, it sent her into another orgasm.
“That’s it, baby, give me everything you’ve got,” he whispered as he turned her and lifted her high in his arms.
Maggie instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist as he lowered her onto his waiting shaft, his hands cupping her sore stinging ass and working her up and down his cock.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her mouth desperately against his, needing an anchor in the storm of passion swirling through her body.
Jackson sucked her tongue into his mouth as he pressed her back against the wall and began hammering up into her in short hard thrusts, his pelvis grinding against her swollen clit with every thrust.
Maggie tore her mouth from his with a scream, as everything inside her wound impossibly tighter to an almost painful level. “I can’t!” she cried.
“You can and you will. Come for me, Magpie!” he commanded.
Lights flashed behind her eyes as her body seemed to implode around him, every muscle in her shaking with the intensity of the orgasm. Her body jerked hard and her sheath tightened around his cock, squeezing it in a spasm of intense pleasure that pulled him into the vortex with her.

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Sunday, February 7, 2016

#Long and Short Reviews   #BDSM   #Erotic Romance    #Amish      #Spanking 

I would love your support!  My book, HANNAH & THE DOM NEXT DOOR has been nominated for Erotic Romance of the month on Long & Short Reviews and could use your vote.  Below is the link to the 5 star review and the link for voting.  Check out both as well as the excerpt below of Hannah and Mitch's first meeting.  And thank you for your support!

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HANNAH & THE DOM NEXT DOOR tied for Erotic Romance Book of the Month!  Thank you for your support!

.  Mary’s open garage door afforded him an unobstructed view of a nicely rounded ass bent over the raised hood of the car parked inside.  Walking down the drive, he took note of her calf length, dull brown skirt, short white socks and tennis shoes.  Strange attire for working on a car engine, let alone for early June and a temperature of eighty-five degrees.
Muttering from under the hood greeted him as he strode up behind her and noticed the book, Auto Mechanics for Dummies, opened on the side.  Hair with every shade of brown woven through it lay down her back in a tightly woven braid and as those lush hips shifted in impatience and aggravation, the lengthy plait slid over her side until a greased hand flipped it back irritably.
“Ooooh, gosh darn it!”
Gosh darn it?  Mitch couldn’t help it.  His mouth split into a wide grin at the innocent explicative as he offered neighborly, “Need any help?”
Her head jerked up and smacked against the hood, making her stomp her foot and repeat, “Oh, double gosh darn it!” before turning to face him.
It wasn’t often Mitch was struck dumb by a woman, but looking down at that grease smeared face with loose tendrils of hair clinging damply to her cheek and into wide silvery/blue eyes, he found himself not only taken aback by how young Mary’s niece looked, but by his instant, cock hardening reaction to the arousing contrast between her innocent, fey looks and a full, mouth-watering figure that her loose, drab clothing couldn’t disguise.  Son of a bitch but the woman packed a wallop.  The clothing gave one indication of where the term, ‘Plain People’, came from, but there was nothing plain about those striking eyes or the full, soft lips parted on a startled gasp.  Between that fuckable mouth that inspired lust filled fantasies, those odd colored eyes that dominated her face and the nicely rounded, full breasts her plain white blouse couldn’t hide, Mary’s niece stirred his libido in a way he has missed lately which in turn aroused his interest in a way he hasn’t felt in the past few months.  Unfortunately, he was pretty sure Mary wouldn’t appreciate the thoughts running through his head right now and given the woman frowning up at him was Amish, he reined in both his thoughts and his lust as he held out his hand.
“Mitch Burnett.  I live next door and promised Mary I’d check in on you.”
“Did you also promise her you’d sneak up and give me a heart attack?”  Despite the scare his unexpected presence gave her, Hannah smiled and took his hand before she remembered the grease.  “Oh, I’m sorry!  Let me get you a rag.”
Rubbing his palm down his jean-clad thigh, Mitch replied, “Don’t worry about it.  These jeans are ready for the laundry anyway.  You’re Hannah?”
“Hannah Hershberger, Mary’s niece.  It’s nice of you to come over.”
If she knew what he was thinking, she wouldn’t think he was so nice, Mitch thought as he willed his cock to behave.  Since when did he get a boner from looking at a pretty face and touching a soft hand?  On one hand, his physical response was a welcome change from the past months of relative indifference towards anyone of the opposite sex, but on the other, considering the odds of him getting under that skirt, he wasn’t pleased with his body’s choice to be reawakened to.
Nodding towards the car, he asked, “What seems to be the problem?”  As far as he knew, Mary hadn’t been having any trouble with the Mustang.  The bright yellow sporty convertible fit Mary perfectly but she was flamboyantly open and carefree, not shy about flaunting her gay lover and dressed in brightly colored clothes that fit and showcased her slender figure to its advantage, a far cry from her prim and proper niece whom he could easily picture driving a horse and buggy.
Hannah blew at the few wisps of hair that escaped her braid to avoid smearing her face any worse and sighed in frustration.  “It won’t start.  I turn the key and…nothing.”
“Did you try jumping the battery?  It’s been sitting awhile.”  The blush that stole across her cheeks told him she hadn’t thought of the simplest solution first before diving under the hood.  “Get in and I’ll tell you when to try it.”  Entering the garage, he acted as if it was no big deal and quickly found Mary’s jump box and attached the cables to the battery.  “Okay, turn her on.”  Now why did that simple statement have his cock twitching again?  He was going to have to keep his distance this summer if he couldn’t control his thoughts and his reaction to them any better than this. 
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