Thursday, March 30, 2017

I'm so excited to announce my erotic mystery trilogy has been accepted by Blushing Books and already edited and scheduled for release!  LOGAN, BOOK ONE OF MURDER ON MAGNOLIA ISLAND comes out May 1st.  HUNTER, BOOK TWO is schedule for late May & RYDER, BOOK THREE for late June.  Enjoy the blurbs and sexy pics below and check back for more announcements soon.


61,488 words

Logan Lemaster drew Melanie Barnes under his protective wing the moment he rescued her from a fall off her bike.  She had been six and he thirteen and his over protectiveness didn’t abate over the next twenty years.  When a good friend ends up murdered on the family’s private island following one of his and his cousins BDSM weekend parties, Melanie insists on being there to comfort Logan.  Only, he hadn’t counted on the grown woman’s tenacious determination to worm her way past his defenses and into his bed.  Having spent the past eight years, since Melanie reached adulthood and made her interest in expanding on their friendship known, he’d refused to jeopardize their special bond by introducing her to his kinky preferences.  But he was only human, and when her grief over an assault on a co-worker sends him to comfort her, his good intentions fall to the wayside under her responsive body.  As he and his cousins plan to hold another BDSM party to feel out their friends for hints about which one had betrayed them in the worst way, he tutors Melanie in his sexual preferences so she can join him.  But as they grow closer, so does the killer, and when her life is threatened, Logan knew he would stop at nothing to protect her and make her his in every way.

59,015 words

After rescuing a woman from the storm-tossed waters surrounding his family island, Hunter Lemaster grows suspicious of Chloe Markham’s motive for being out in the inclement weather.  When his stranded guest exhibits signs of submissiveness and neglected need, her shy demeanor drew on the strict Dom side of him and he couldn’t resist giving her what she so desperately needed.  Taking advantage of her vulnerable state, he used his expertise to question her, but still was unable to get the full truth from her. 

After returning to Charleston from her ill-fated trip to Magnolia Island, Chloe resigns herself to returning to La Rouge, the club her best friend introduced her to, to seek answers to her death.  After getting herself in a bind of her own making, she’s shocked when Hunter Lemaster swoops in to rescue her.  The truth is out about why she had been so close to his island and Hunter agrees to let Chloe accompany him back to Magnolia when his friends return so she can assist in their continued search for a murder.  A threat against Chloe at the end of the weekend proved they were on to something and also convinced Hunter to keep Chloe close, for her safety and his pleasure.


60,669 words       

Jada Michaels had been lusting after Detective Ryder Lemaster for two years, but failed to get more than a passing nod from him at the police station.  Then an opportunity arises to further her career by investigating the murder case of a friend of Ryder’s on the sly.  After he tries to dissuade her by making a bet and losing, Jada agrees to let Ryder tutor her in sexual submissiveness in order to attend a private party with all the suspects invited as guests.

Ryder had struggled against his attraction to Jada because he could’ve sworn the IT tech didn’t possess a submissive bone in her sleek, well-toned body.  To his astonishment, and hers, she responded without fail to every hard slap and every dominate sexual demand.  But after losing his wife to cancer, he swore off relationships and refused to let his need for Jada go any further than their short foray into the investigation.  It took seeing another man come on to her and a risk to her life to open his eyes to what had been right before him all along.

As the murderer is revealed and secrets on Magnolia Island unearthed, the Lemaster men and their women are forced to come to grips with the betrayals surrounding them.  

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

I've returned to WipItUp Wednesday with a look at the final installment of my MAGNOLIA ISLAND TRILOGY.  Book three, Ryder's story and the conclusion of the murder mystery, is done and the trilogy has been submitted-finally!  I hope you enjoy this scene of Ryder trying to prove to Jada she doesn't have what it takes to be submissive-of course it backfires on him.

“What are you doing?”  Jada stumbled out the door behind him, her voice laced with exasperation and an underlying thread of excitement.  It was that note that had Ryder crowding her against the brick wall, but it was the flare of desire in her eyes upon coming into full frontal contact with his body that made him snap.
Forgetting she wasn’t for him, Ryder yanked her against him and devoured that mouth that had been driving him crazy since their last kiss, their one and only lip-lock before now.  He inhaled Jada’s startled gasp and felt her jerk of surprise just seconds before she groaned in surrender.  That small, tight body softened and sank against him.  He realized, in a foggy, belated way, it was that very move he had been struggling to forget these many months, a teasing sign of submission he knew couldn’t be true – because it, she didn’t fit into his plans or because he didn’t want to risk his heart again?
A groan rumbled from deep in his chest at Ryder’s own indecisiveness over anything concerning Jada.  Those soft, plump lips clung to his like he remembered, responded with as much enthusiasm as he recalled and she tasted as good as he’d memorized.  Breaking off the kiss, he tried one last time to dissuade her, and hoped this didn’t turn out to be his biggest mistake yet.
“You wanted a chance to prove you could handle what I want when it comes to sex.  We’ll start with this.”  Spinning her around, he placed her palms flat against the wall, then nipped the tender skin of her neck before demanding, “Don’t move.  This,” he rucked up her long skirt, “is just a sample.”  With a hard yank, he ripped her panties off and stuffed them in his back pocket for now.
“Damn it, Ryder, what’re you doing?” Jada hissed as she tried to stifle the decadent shiver of anticipation spreading from her head down to her toes.  Warm, humid air wafted over her bared butt, and if she weren’t so worried about being seen, she suspected she would enjoy the outdoor exposure even more.  “Someone could come out any second, people we both work with.”
“All you have to do is put your hands down and we’ll end this.”  He caressed her quivering buttocks. 
“You mean end my only chance to prove myself.  Forget it, do your worst.”
“Oh, it’s not smart to bait an enraged tiger, sweetheart.  Lucky for you, my worst can’t be performed out here.  But this can.” 
Ryder cracked his palm against her right buttock then squeezed the offending mark before delivering a blistering slap on the left, her small cry echoing down the dark back street making Jada cringe.  The quick flare of heat encompassing her cheeks morphed into the sweetest pulse of pleasure she could ever recall feeling.  Surprise at her reaction to this humiliating experience kept her immobile through the next volley of smacks, held her still as he peppered her cheeks with a variety of slaps ranging from hard to soft to somewhere in between.  The tight squeezes of her abused flesh when he paused the spanking inched up the discomfort throbbing across her backside, yet only served to heighten the pleasure.  She didn’t know if it was the building pain or searing heat encompassing her buttocks feeding her arousal, but as her head swam with the throbbing pleasure between her legs, she cut off the unanswerable questions for now.

Thanks for stopping by.  I'll be posting the release dates as soon as I have them.  Be sure to check out the rest of this blog hop!

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Ashe Barker is my Tuesday guest with a peek at her newest release, THE LAIRD AND THE SASSENACH.  Thanks for stopping by & sharing, Ashe!

                                           Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Laird

·        Stormy Night, 2016

·        Released 30 December 2016

·        Historical erotic romance, Highland romance

·        Approximately 73,000 words

·        HEA ending

#eroticromance #ashebarker #discipline #dominance #spanking #Scottishromance #Highlanders #historicalromance #meninkilts


After her half-brother attacks the kinsmen of Blair McGregor, Lady Roselyn of Etal is brought before the stern highland laird to answer for her reluctant, unwitting role in the crime. Once she has told her story, she throws herself at his mercy.

Blair soon realizes that Roselyn is as much a victim of her half-brother as anyone, but his people’s demands for justice cannot be ignored entirely, so he strips the young Englishwoman bare and chastises her firmly with a switch applied to her naked backside.

The painful, humiliating punishment both assuages Roselyn’s guilt and leaves her yearning to be even more thoroughly mastered by the handsome laird. Though Blair makes it clear that she is free to return home, she instead chooses to remain with the him in his castle… and in his bed. Their passion soon blossoms into romance, but can the highlander protect his beautiful Sassenach when the villain who caused them both so much pain tries to tear her away from him?

Publisher’s Note: The Laird and the Sassenach includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Blog post Introduction

The Laird and the Sassenach is a story of a man with justice to mete out, and a dilemma to face. Sometimes the truth seems to stare us in the face, at other times it may be not so clear where the blame lies. In the middle ages, of course, matters of crime and punishment, guilt or innocence were simple enough. The social hierarchies of the time placed authority and power in few hands and there were no qualifications required which entitled the privileged to rule. They were just handed the job and the common folk had to hope their leaders would turn out to be wise and fair. Sometimes they got lucky, and The Laird and the Sassenach is a story of one such instance.

I love to write historical stories. I am especially drawn to Highland fantasies, and why not? Who can resist the soaring Scottish scenery and sexy men in kilts. I find myself fascinated by that heady cocktail of honour and lawlessness, the atmospheric sensuality of the time and the way an all-powerful laird will reveal his soft centre just when it matters. But the Sassenach in the story also has her little quirks and faces some unique challenges. And look out for an unlikely star of the show. Freya the wolfhound has her part to play and I absolutely adored her.

I hope readers enjoy The Laird and the Sassenach as much as I loved writing it

Excerpt  (18+)
“Will you beat me again?”
“Aye, if you deserve it. For disobedience or disrespect. I am master here and that will apply to all. But you would not find me cruel. Indeed, I believe you would find pleasure in what I offer.”
“Pleasure, my lord? I do not quite take your meaning.”
“Will you not own to the slightest stirring? You may deny your arousal but your body betrays ye, Roselyn. Your nipples are swollen, your eyes have darkened as you consider my offer. I believe if you were to spread your thighs for me now I would find you wet.”
“Wet?” She drew in a shuddering breath. “My nipples… it is chilly in here.”
“Nay, it is not. I banked up the fire afore I woke you. Stop making excuses and open your legs for me, Roselyn.”
“I will not.”
“Yes, you will, and you will do it now.”
He trailed his fingers the length of her body, tracing a path between her breasts and across her flat stomach to her mound. There he teased the auburn curls which protected her most intimate place.
“Open for me.” He leaned in to whisper the words into her ear, his familiar male smell overwhelming her senses. He was spice, and he was musk, heather, pine, and something mysteriously unique, an essence which was only his.
Roselyn was lost, mesmerised. She rolled fully onto her back, even managed not to wince as her weight settled on her punished buttocks. Bending her knees a little, she allowed him to tease her thighs apart. His slid his hand between her legs and stroked her moist folds.
“Ah, so deliciously damp. Roselyn, you do indeed delight me.”
“My lord…” She was lost, her words buried under the waves of pure sensation. “What are you doing to me?”
“I am pleasuring ye, sweetheart. Be still for me, and open wider.”
As though in a trance, wrapped in fog of unaccustomed sensuality, Roselyn obeyed. She arched her back and let out a sharp cry as he slipped one long finger into her wet channel.
He paused. “Did I hurt ye?”
She shook her head. “No. It was… oh, please do that once more if you would.”
He thrust his finger into her again, then added a second digit. Unfamiliar sensations assailed Roselyn, both confusing and exciting. And intense. It was incredible, unbelievable. Her head whirled. She felt tight, stretched, yet at the same time she wanted nothing other than to spread her body open, to welcome this intrusion. He was right, this was about pleasure. It was a strange sort of joy, but she craved it nonetheless.
“That feels good, my lord.”
“My title is laird, not lord, but I believe we are on first name terms now. You will use my given name, most particularly when my fingers or indeed any part of my anatomy is lodged within your sweet cunt.”
“Oh, God…”
“Nay, just Blair will do.” He withdrew his fingers and resumed stroking her outer lips. He found a spot which brought Roselyn’s hips right up from the mattress. “Ah, now I see I have your complete attention. Perhaps you might like to practice using my name.” He paused in his sensuous rubbing and Roselyn moaned her need.
“Say my name,” he urged.
“Blair.” She whispered it.
He resumed the torturous caress. “Again. Say it again. Louder.”
She raised her voice a little. “Blair.”
“Better. And you will scream my name when you find your release.”
He took that most sensitive nubbin between his fingers and he squeezed. Something clenched within, deep in her core, and Roselyn longed for his fingers to be inside her tight channel again. She yearned to be filled, stretched, owned.
“Could you…? Blair, I need…”
“I know.” He continued to roll her sensitive flesh between his fingers, whilst he used his free hand to open that most secret place and plunged two digits into her again.
It was too much. Roselyn could no longer speak, could not even form a coherent thought. She could only feel as irresistible shudders rocked her slight form and her inner walls clenched helplessly around his fingers. She arched further, lifting her hips, pleading for something, anything…
“Oh, Blair. Blair, Blair, Blair!” She let out a keening wail as the sensations peaked and her body convulsed, then, gasping, she stilled.
More about Ashe Barker

USA Today best-selling author Ashe Barker has been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. She still loves reading, the hotter the better. But now she has a good excuse for her guilty pleasure – research.
Ashe tends to draw on her own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to her plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea.
Ashe lives in the North of England, on the edge of the BrontĂ« moors and enjoys the occasional flirtation with pole dancing and drinking Earl Grey tea. When not writing – which is not very often these days - her time is divided between her role as taxi driver for her teenage daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, tortoises.  And a very grumpy cockatiel. 
At the last count Ashe had over forty titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and several more in the pipeline. She writes M/f, M/M, and occasionally rings the changes with a little M/M/f. Ashe’s books invariably feature BDSM. She writes explicit stories, always hot, but offering far more than just sizzling sex. Ashe likes to read about complex characters, and to lose herself in compelling plots, so that’s what she writes too.
Ashe has a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keeps thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from her.
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Friday, March 17, 2017

Juliette Banks is visiting with a peek at her hot new release, THE RUSSIAN BRIDE.  A prolific author who also writes under the name Rachel de Vine, this newest book by Juliette is sure to please anyone who enjoys erotic/spanking romances!  

Viktor took her to a dark and frightening place. It was the love of James that saved her.


Natasha, a Russian-born woman living in London, catches the eye of Viktor, a middle-aged Russian gangster. He wants her as his wife, the mother of his son, and his submissive partner in the kinky sex he enjoys at his isolated home near Saint Petersburg. But he doesn’t ask her to accompany him – he just takes what he wants.

Surprisingly, Natasha begins to accept her new life. Is she really a natural submissive, or has Viktor brainwashed her? Viktor is adamant that he will not have sex with her until they are married, but he shows her just how kinky he likes it by taking her to orgies held by his friend, and tells her that this is the type of life she can expect as his wife.

Everything turns sour, however, and on a visit to London, Natasha has to flee for her life – where businessman, James Miller, comes to her aid. Over the course of the next few days, Natasha tells James her story, and as horrified as he is, he cannot deny his attraction to the beautiful young woman. He vows to help her.

Neither of them realize quite how much danger they will be in for defying Viktor, but James is willing to risk everything to rescue her from this man. Can he do it? And does Natasha return his feelings?

Publisher’s Note: This fast-paced tale contains explicit themes including power exchange, capture, multiple sexual partners and discipline. If such material offends, please do not purchase.

In the main room there were already a large group of men with their slaves or submissives, as before. The women were in various outfits, but none was dressed as Natasha was. She caught several inquisitive looks, and one man smiled and winked at her. She decided that she had better not respond to him and risk making Viktor angry.

He led her by the hand as they went to sit on one of the chairs; or at least, Viktor sat on the chair, and she knelt alongside. There were several displays taking place in front of them, involving a woman being fucked by two men, and another woman being spanked by her Master’s friend, while sucking off a second man. Meanwhile, waiters were winding their way between the various displays, making the whole scene to Natasha seem positively surreal. The women all seemed to be willing victims. There was no sign of any coercion that she could see.

Viktor bent and whispered in her ear. “Now is the time for our little display, my dear. There’s no need to worry about it, though.” As if to reassure her, he put his hand under her frock and stroked her bare flank. He spoke out to the men present.

“Gentlemen, allow me to introduce you to Natasha, my future wife. She is a virgin, and will remain so until we are married. But I wish her to learn about our delightfully wicked ways, so I would like to request that my friend, Grigory, assist me in presenting her to you. She is not to be touched by anyone else here, gentlemen, if you would be so kind as to respect my wishes.”

Grigory came alongside them both and indicated to Natasha that she should place herself over Viktor’s lap, which she did, without any hesitation. Already, before either of the men had laid a hand on her, she was excited and could feel the dampness between her thighs. Grigory took the bottom hem of her dress and brought it up and over her body so that her bottom was exposed to the waiting men, all of whom had stopped what they were doing and had turned in their direction.

Viktor began to spank her with his hand, slapping her rump hard, one cheek at a time. The room became silent, except for the sound of his hand striking her cheeks. Natasha began to pant a little, as she responded to the stimulation of the spanking. She pushed her bottom out more, as though asking for him to continue.

“Ah, your little Natasha is eager to feel the pain that leads to pleasure. She is going to make you a wonderful wife and submissive, Viktor, when she has been fully trained.”

 Buy Links: 

Amazon UK

Amazon Canada

About the author:

This is the third book published by Juliette Banks, but she has also published eight others as Rachel de Vine. Her books, in both names, are all erotic romances, and range from mildly erotic, spanking stories to more explicit, BDSM relationships. In all her stories, however, she likes to include some adventure, and puts her characters through some trying times and problems to overcome before they can expect any chance of a happy conclusion.

When she isn’t writing, Juliette likes to travel to exotic places all over the world, and has been doing this since her twenties. But she also loves the beautiful British landscape, and lives in a lovely part of central England. She adores reading, listening to music, and being with her wonderful extended family.

Websites for both Juliette Banks and Rachel de Vine


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Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Tuesday's guest post today features Brandi Evans with a look at her title, HIS FORBIDDEN SUBMISSIVE.  Thank you for joining us today, Brandi!

To find happiness, she must do something she swore she’d never do again. Let a man control her.


To find happiness, she must do something she swore she’d never do again. Let a man control her.

After beating cancer, Vivian goes on a mission to cleanse her life. First on the list, kicking her cheating, controlling husband to the curb. Second, she must discover the answer to a question that’s been haunting her. Is the love she harbors for Brock, her bad-boy brother-in-law, genuine or a chemotherapy-induced illusion?

Brock loves a woman he cannot have, his brother’s wife. To claim her would be a betrayal. He knows loving her is wrong but he can’t help it. So when circumstances bring them back together, he can no longer deny his forbidden attraction, and they unite in a fury of passion, lust—and bondage.

But Vivian isn’t prepared for Brock’s BDSM lifestyle, no matter how sexy he looks with his tats and leathers. After ten years with a controlling husband, submission is terrifying—but so is never being with Brock again.

Submission or freedom? No matter which path she chooses, her life will change forever.

Publisher’s note: His Forbidden Submissive contains adult material, including very strong language, depictions of bondage and discipline, and graphic descriptions of sexuality. If you do not care to read such material, please do not open this book.

Purchase Links

Book Page on Brandi's website:


“Mmm, you’re playing with fire, baby.”

“I don’t mind getting a little singed.”

Brock spun around and pinned her against the wall. Big, strong hands shackled her arms above her head.  

“I don’t fuck gently, sweetheart. I don’t play games. I don’t relinquish control. And I never, never stop until I’m finished. If we do this, there will be no going back. Do you understand what that means?”

Her heart slammed against her ribs. Oh, wow. She hadn’t expected the raw power and need in his eyes. His desire terrified and inflamed her. For the past ten years, she’d only had one sexual partner, and Eugene had never so much as fucked her good and hard, forget the kind of primal response rolling off Brock, so forceful, so utterly and completely in control. So dominant…

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Tuesday's guest post welcomes Jessica Brand with her latest title, SERVING THE SCIENTIST.  Check out the hot scene below!

·        Playing unauthorized games has consequences
Paul and Donna are happily married. Maybe their marriage isn't the hot, pulsing sex romp it was when they first said their I dos on the beach so long ago, but it's safe, dependable. Boring. Donna, ever the bookish librarian, spends much of her spare time playing computer puzzle and word games in the internet. Paul's work as a rocket scientist in the military weapons industry requires that his computer remain safe and virus free. State secrets are at stake. That's why his lovely, but sometimes naughty wife is forbidden from playing her games on it.
Ignoring his instructions once too often, the inevitable happens and she infects his computer with an internet virus. Realizing the depth of her mistake, she is willing to do almost anything to atone for her sins and accepts that she will receive an old fashioned spanking as punishment. Much to her surprise, despite the pain, she finds the whole ritual exciting, awakening feelings that have lay dormant for years and arousing her to such a point that she craves more. She confides in her best friend, Peta, and is shocked by Peta’s in depth understanding of the benefits of erotic pain and punishment. Peta consults with Paul and then puts into motion a chain of events destined to change forever the tenor of Paul and Donna’s lives.
DISCLAIMER: This story contains the spanking of adults, elements of bondage, discipline and power exchange. If these activities are not to your taste, you are advised not to buy this book.

“Restraint, Mrs. White,” she whispered as both cuffs closed over my wrists at the same time. “So delightfully helpless,” she continued as I heard the locks click home and felt the cold steel close around my wrists.
I went weak at the knees and if she wasn’t holding me so tightly I might have collapsed. It wasn’t just what was happening physically, it was all of the theatrics. She knew better than I exactly what effect her words and actions would have on me. She was playing with me, teasing me, arousing me and there was nothing I could do to stop her, even if I wanted to. I knew I was safe and that no real harm would come to me.
Turning to Paul, she said, “Position yourself, Mr. White.”
When Paul was sitting comfortably on the chair he had placed in the middle of the room, Madame Renee literally dragged me over to him. She then turned me around and lowered me over his knee. As I was going down, I wondered who was getting more out of this. He was already hard as a rock. And I was making a wet mess in my new La Perlas. Who was winning here? We were tied.
His hand came down on my wrists and held them, pushing them a little further up my back until I gasped. It was discomfort bordering on pain but as my mind was focusing on that, a blindfold was pulled over my eyes and tightened, pressing gently against my eyelids and holding them closed. Then the spanking started. Five hard swats on each cheek before my new panties were pulled deep into the crease of my butt and my cheeks were caressed for the first time. Already my mind was becoming overwhelmed. Too many things happening in such a short time.
About Jessica Brand

Jessica was born in Melbourne, Australia in 1958. Having lived in many parts of Australia and overseas, she now resides in Sydney and writes for fun.

With a lifelong interest in her subject matter she finally decided to put some of her experiences and fantasies into words, toning them down somewhat for public consumption. Her first book was released in mid 2014, using the pseudonym of R. R. Greaves. This was followed by a new release in Feb 2015 and there are a number of new stories in different stages of production.

With a particular interest in specific forms of erotica, the stories have a lot of explicit detail that comes from years of "hands on" experience. All have a strong element of power exchange between consenting parties. While most involve a key female character submitting to a powerful male, they have a mixture of dominant characters with women submitting to other women, men submitting to women and men submitting to other men.

A key part of the exchange of power between the characters involves the use of consensual physical and mental force, BDSM and spanking.
Check out her other published works:
Book 1 The way the cards fall – Femdom
Book 2 The making of a mistress – Femdom
Laura’s longing
Spanking Jade
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