Wednesday, March 9, 2016

I'm so pleased to have Mary Wehr visiting me today with an enticing scene from her newest release, A HEART'S ENDEAVOR.  The first thing I did after reading this is pick up a copy!  Enjoy.

A Heart’s Endeavor
There are times when it's best to allow your heart to overrule your head.
Being diagnosed with depression not only messed up Melanie Manning's life, but her marriage as well. Her husband made it very clear that he considered her "damaged goods" and he didn't have time to coddle a mentally ill wife. After his sudden death, Melanie knew she was destined to be alone. Loneliness sounded a hell of a lot better than exposing her illness to another man. Her self-esteem couldn't survive another blow.
When state trooper Jack Horan meets Melanie, the attraction is immediate. Her deep blue eyes make him weak in the knees, but those eyes also hold a hint of sadness. Jack is determined to wipe away her pain, but how can he do that when Melanie refuses to let him get close to her?
Can Melanie learn to face her fears and trust her heart in the hands of another man?
Content Warning: some strong language, spanking, and sex play with a piece of fruit wielded by a hot guy in uniform.

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Cool air assaulted her breasts. Jack suckled each nipple in turn. He tugged her dress further so it lay bunched at her waist. His licked her belly, then moved downward and delved into her naval. Soon, he was licking her pussy through her wet panties. The silken material triggered a friction so hot and intense that Mel bucked against his mouth.
She heard a loud ripping sound and gasped when his mouth covered her bare pussy. Dear Lord, the man had ripped her panties from her body. This dominant side of Jack had her panting for more of his rough handling. He dropped kisses along her inner thighs, growled, and covered the flesh between her legs with his mouth. Mel screamed and dug her fingernails into his shoulders. She rocked her pussy and shamelessly rode his face as wave upon wave of an incredible orgasm overtook her. She swore her toes curled.
Jack moved back up her body and rested his forehead against hers. She kissed him frantically and tasted herself on his lips. Mel reached between their bodies and stroked his cock. She licked her lips.
“Baby, you’re looking to have a cock shoved down your throat.”
Mel gently pushed at his chest and dropped to the floor on both knees. “I want you deep in my throat while I suck you off.” Her hands shook slightly as she slowly unbuckled his leather belt. She carefully rasped his zipper down inch by agonizing inch.
Mel’s mouth went dry at the erection tenting his white boxers. The man had to be sporting at least nine inches. Moisture trailed down the inside of her thighs. She was so ready for this. For him. The mere thought of taking his hard male flesh into her mouth had her on the verge of another orgasm.
Jack arched upward and pushed his boxers to his feet. His cock sprang free amidst a cluster of dark hair. Mel’s heart raced. He was so big, so hard, and oh-so-mouthwatering she couldn’t wait to wrap her lips around him. Savoring his musky scent, she leaned forward and tongued his cockhead, licking away the drop of fluid seeping from the tiny slit. He tasted delicious, and she dove in for another nibble. Jack’s slow hiss boasted Mel’s self-esteem. She hadn’t felt this confident in her ability to please a man in years. His praise for her prowess urged her to take him fully into her mouth until the hairs on his groin tickled her nose. She sucked him greedily as if he was a lollipop.
“God, woman, your mouth is incredible.”
Mel licked his cock from base to tip and cleaned the milky white fluid seeping from his cockhead. Scooting closer, she ran her fingers down his slick, muscled arms and gripped his hands. She curled her fingers around his wrists and lifted his hands to her head. Jack cupped her jaw and forced her mouth to open wider.

Author Bio
I can totally get into reading about strong, stern heroes and the sassy women who love to drive them up a wall. LOL. Of course, when these ladies get way too out of hand, the hero doesn't think twice about dishing out a good spanking. I write Contemporary DD Romance and Historical Western Spanking Romance.
Aside from reading, I like to go for long walks. I also have a weakness for animals. My yard is full of squirrels, chipmunks and birds. Deer pass through once in a while which is always nice to see. I honestly don't know what I'd do without my furry, feathered friends. Thank you so much for buying my books. I'd love to hear from you. E-mail me at:
Happy reading!

Thanks so much for sharing, Mary!

Monday, March 7, 2016

I'm thrilled to have Megan Michaels visiting me today with an excerpt from her new release, Desiring The Forbidden.  I've got my copy and I'm sure you'll be anxious to get yours after reading this hot scene.  And don't forget to check out her next book, His Sassy Girl!

Hi BJ thank you for having me on today with my new book Desiring the Forbidden!  It has been doing very well and I want to thank everyone who has bought a copy!  In addition, Book 2 – His Sassy Girl is out for preorder already too.  I’ll have a link for that as well!!  I have a spanking excerpt for everyone today, I hope you all enjoy it! 


What’s a woman to do when the only thing she really needs is the one person she can never have?

All Sunni Weaver wanted was a decent job, close friends, and a man who’d fulfill her dark, twisted desires. But her sex life was dead and buried, her social life in the deep freeze. At least she had the job part down though. One out of three wasn’t bad. Right?

Just when it seemed that was all life had to offer a smart, strong woman from a small town in Wyoming, fate decided to throw her a curveball. For into her world marched a maddening, irresistible, and devastatingly sexy specimen of masculine perfection. A strict father figure, a fierce lover, the one who’d never let her go. The dream man from her deepest, most fevered of fantasies.

So, why did he have to be her friend’s father?

Cade Johnson couldn’t believe his eyes the moment they’d fixed upon the long blonde hair, curves enough to stop a man’s heart, and the sharp eyes of a woman every bit as sharp as she was beautiful. Resigned to living out the rest of his days as a bachelor, married to his job as a state trooper, and devoted father to one strong-willed daughter, the sight of the female he saw huddling in a chair in his station waiting room had his blood boiling, and his body aching with need.

There was only one problem though: she was twenty years younger than him - and she happened to be his daughter’s childhood friend.

Sunni Weaver may have been the big break his investigation needed, but the very thing that made her valuable was the exact reason her life was in danger. It was up to him to hide her, watch over her, and protect her -- and along the way, show her that submission to his rules and his lusts, bending her will to his own, offered her a freedom she’d never imagined. Whether she was ready for it or not.

A grizzled state trooper and a sassy, defiant young woman two decades his junior was either a match made in heaven -- or one doomed to go down in flames. With her he had a chance to be the man -- and the Daddy Dom -- he’d always been. His brand of loving strictness and firm consequences might be just what the stubborn woman -- and disobedient girl -- needed most in her life. A man who’d love her, and discipline her, and make her his in every way a man could.

Could Cade Johnson be the one who would love the strong, modern woman she was, and cherish the frightened, sweet girl she hid deep inside?

Publisher's Warning: Intended for mature readers. 18 and over only!

This (very) steamy contemporary romance contains the following themes: spanking, anal play, humiliation, and explicit sexual situations.
Note - This title does not explore deep elements of age play. There are no sippy cups or coloring books, just a sweet woman who calls her lover Daddy.


He put the phone on mute. “Sweetie, I have to talk about some work things in my office. I’ll only be fifteen to twenty minutes. Okay?”

She nodded.

“No eavesdropping!” He wagged his finger at her before entering the hallway to his office, tapping his belt buckle in warning.

Well, shit just got serious up in here.

“Yes, Daddy.”

Sunni slumped against the couch, feeing defeated. Now that her plan had been foiled for parking herself outside the office door and listening to his conversation, she wasn’t quite sure what to do with herself. She’d just painted her nails, and he’d done her toenails that afternoon. She’d washed all her clothes. She supposed she could just watch the movie they’d put on before the phone call. What she really wanted to do was know what was going on with the arrest.

She knew for a fact that the local news station would be all over the arrest, giving her the information that she desired to know — but the news was still two hours away. Then it occurred to her that the Facebook page for the news station would post something, and community members always put more details in the comment section.

Sunni felt conflicted. If he’d threatened her with the belt for listening, what would he do if she was found on Facebook, especially since he’d warned her about not getting on it? It wouldn’t matter as long as she didn’t comment on the post. She’d lurk, reading the stories. Obviously, he couldn’t be mad at that. Could he? It’d be no different from watching the news, when it came right down to it.

She opened the laptop, signing in to her page at the site, and pulling up the local news station for the most recent story posted.

And there it is! I knew it!

The news posted that two men, Zachary Fent, and Jared Cordaro, had been arrested this evening on Clifford Avenue for drug possession with intent to commit rape. She scrolled down to the comment section.

The neighbors were remarking on the noise, and how many cops were there. Observations were made about too much force, how the DEA had sent an armored vehicle, and that there were four State Trooper cruisers present. Another person commented: Shots were fired. I’m thinking four to five. Not sure if they were shooting at the men or if they were shooting at the cops.

Then, Sara Anne, Sunni’s coworker commented: I work with the bozos, and they deserve everything the police throw at them.

Good for her. Sunni liked her and knew Sara didn’t trust Zack either.

Maria M: My friend, Madison Weaver, had to run for her life so these idiots wouldn’t kill her — and now I don’t know where she is!

“Oh, shit,” Sunni whispered.

She stared at the screen. Why did Maria have to mention her full name! But it was nice to know that her best friend was at least worried about her.

Should I comment back to Maria?

Sunni’s fingers hovering over the keys. She knew Cade would probably blister her ass; he’d been pretty clear about that. She shook her head, admonishing herself to forget it and move on. She scrolled down, reading the rest of the comments. She loved how the community of commenters typically provided more news than the station itself did.

“You want to explain to me why I’m going to use this belt on your bare backside until you’re screaming?” She looked up, slamming the laptop shut. Cade stood with his hand fisting the buckle, the belt doubled over, draping over his hand. He shook it toward her.

“I didn’t do… anything?” It was a feeble response, but she’d never been good at quick thinking.

“Oh, really?” He adjusted his stance, leaning on his hip, the belt now hanging down to the floor.

Sunni shivered at the sight.

“Yep, you need to shiver. If you thought the spanking you received the other day was bad, you have no idea what you’re in for today. So, you didn’t do anything? Explain to me why you’re innocent, and don’t deserve the whipping I have planned.”

“W-well… I was on the laptop.” She swallowed hard.

“I can see that, Madison Anne. What were you doing on the laptop?

“I-I wanted to… you wouldn’t… I went to see what local news stories there were. I was just checking the news.”

There. He’d believe that. And it was true; she did check the news stories. She blew out a breath.

Look calm. Look innocent.

She widened her eyes, blinking at him.

“Let’s cut to the chase here, or I have a feeling we’ll be here all night playing twenty questions. Did you sign into your Facebook account?”




Thanks so much for sharing Megan!

Friday, March 4, 2016

#Satspanks    #New Release    #Spanking
#BDSM        #Erotic Romance

I'm excited to share a snippet with you from my new release, Her Master At Last for Saturday Spanks.  This is my first book with Stormy Night Publications and I've enjoyed working with them.

BLURB - Over the years since she first met Jack Sinclair, Morgan Tomlinson has developed quite a crush on him. As a girl she swore she would marry him one day, and as a twenty-seven-year-old woman with her life seemingly spiraling out of control she rushes to him for comfort. When she ends up stranded at his mountain retreat during a snowstorm, Morgan knows this may be the best shot she will ever have to make Jack see that she is not a little girl anymore.

Though he is well aware that Morgan has grown up to be a beautiful woman, Jack is a demanding man with particular tastes which he fears would be too much for her. She proves determined to test him, however, and when she disobeys him one too many times Jack decides it is time to take Morgan in hand.

By the time she realizes she has pushed Jack too far, it is already too late, and before she knows it Morgan has been pulled over his knee for a painful, embarrassing, and very public bare-bottom spanking. Though the humiliating punishment shocks her, it also excites her in a way she has never felt before, and despite her blushing cheeks and sore bottom Morgan cannot help longing for Jack to master her completely.

Impressed by her response to his stern chastisement, Jack sets out to teach Morgan what it would mean to truly belong to him, and with each passing day she surrenders her body more fully to his practiced dominance. But when her wealthy, snobbish family seeks to destroy her blossoming romance, will Morgan run away from Jack as she has run away from so many things before in her life, and if she does, will he chase after her and fight to keep her?

Publisher’s Note: Her Master at Last is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes including a threesome, anal play, exhibitionism, BDSM content, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

My eight sentence snippet begins when Jack catches Morgan spying on him in his clubroom after he just told her she had to remain upstairs.

Sitting down, Jack held her hands in a tight grip, glaring up at her.  “I warned you, Princess.  I told you the time would come when you would have to face the consequences of your actions.”
With a jerk, Morgan found herself face down over Jack’s hard thighs. Dressed in just his shirt, she wasn’t even allowed that small amount of modesty.  Cool air hit her buttocks as he flipped the shirt up, exposing her to the entire room of strangers.  Mortified, she screamed and struggled against him to no avail.  “Let me up, Jack!  I promise I’ll stay upstairs, just let me go.”

 Be sure to keep hopping and check out the rest of today's snippets!