Sunday, July 10, 2016

Lately, I have had the honor of hosting several wonderful authors on my blog, and today I'm excited to add Katrina Kade to that list.  Today she's sharing not one, but two great excerpts from her new release, CLAIMING SKYE, and trust me, you won't want to miss these!

Title: Claiming Skye                                  

Author: Katrina Kade
Publisher: Blushing Books
Cover Design: Lawson Craighill
Genre: BDSM
Release Date: July 6, 2016


 Blurb:


Skye hides her secret fantasies because good girls don’t long for the kink she dreams about. When her subconscious cravings continue to cause sleepless nights, she takes the biggest step of her life and seeks out a local BDSM club. She’s horrified and enthralled, but too prudish to admit this is the life her mind and body desire. She’s not like these people, or is she?

The club’s owner has seen her response before and gives Skye a folded piece of paper with an address, a date, and time. She finds herself knocking…

Elijah waits on the other side of the door. Dominant, arrogant, and lonely—he’s looking for the perfect submissive to cater to his desires and share the lifestyle he relishes.

Is Skye the one? Is Elijah the missing puzzle piece that will allow Skye to release her inhibitions and embrace her kinky side? Or will tragedy keep Elijah from Claiming Skye?

 Buy Links:

Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/29BOXsz
Blushing Books: http://bit.ly/29lLlJB
B&N:  http://bit.ly/29AGwi3

Excerpt 1: (Spanky)

The next slap hit the other side of her ass, the pain more intense this time. Elijah had a way of spanking her, of snapping his hand against her flesh that felt more like a bite than just his flesh against hers. But it was his skin touching hers, and that's what she loved, beyond the pain.

"Bend over."

Elijah's voice was rough, his breathing fast. She wanted to turn around, to see his face, the lust she knew she'd see. But that was against the rules. So she bent from the waist, moving her feet apart to keep her balance.

"Feet together."

She hesitated, then pulled her left foot against her right. With her hands behind her and her feet together, it was hard to keep her balance. For a moment she wavered, the muscles in her legs tightening as she fought for control. Finally, she found her center, found her balance. Elijah touched her briefly on her leg, running a finger along the crease at the top of her thighs, beneath her buttocks, then moving his fingers between her legs, rubbing against her wetness. She closed her eyes, concentrating on keeping her balance as he slipped one finger into her. For a moment, he wiggled his finger, the fluttering feeling inside her making her gasp. Then he slid his finger out, moving it forward, slowly circling her clit.

Out of reflex, her hips jerked forward, knees buckling slightly as something clenched deep inside her. But the effort to keep her balance forced her to hold still, even as Elijah rubbed her clit harder, fingers moving faster, and despite herself, her legs tensed again, but she managed to hold her stance.

"Good girl." His voice was very close to her ear, and she realized with a start he was no longer sitting, but standing behind her. "Very good girl."

Her heart swelled with love. Elijah rarely complimented her during a scene, and it reinforced how special this was, for both of them. He struck her right cheek, much harder this time. She swayed to the left under the impact, her weight thrown to the side. With a strangled sound she dug her toes into the carpet, willing herself not to move her feet even one inch apart.

Elijah caressed her, rubbing his hand gently over her stinging skin, his other hand still buried between her legs, one finger gently thrusting into her slick wetness. The sharp pain sank into her, heating the fire that he'd lit inside her. The tension in her legs lessened under Elijah's gentle touch, both from his hand on her ass, and from his finger slowly circling her clit. She breathed deeply, trying to gain control, not to let herself let go too soon, to prolong this amazing pleasure Elijah was giving her.

But the next slap sent her reeling, her body leaning far to the right, her left foot coming off the floor. She cried out, the pain more intense than she'd ever felt, the counterpoint of Elijah's finger thrusting inside her bringing her to the edge. Her cry was almost desperate, the desire to straighten almost overwhelming.

"This is a new author to me-and after this book, I'll be reading all of her books.  I loved the dynamic between Elijah and Skye.  Their chemistry sizzled and popped on the pages."  Amazon Customer 5 Star Review

Excerpt 2: (Sexy)                                        

*Note: She is already blindfolded and restrained with headphones in*


Her heart beat rapidly, and every sense came alive, straining to learn what he was
doing—what he was going to do. The bed dipped again, this time on the other side. There was more movement, and then the music started again, much louder, stronger, something primal.

The music crashed as heat exploded on her stomach and she cried out, body writhing,
pulling away but then rising toward whatever it was. Whatever it was—then it dawned on her; it was wax. He was using a candle on her, dripping hot wax onto her oiled skin.
The heat was briefly intense, bordering on painful, then mellowing, spreading, sinking
into her. She drew a breath, waiting for the next drop.

She tried to gauge by the music when it would happen again, but the beat became
syncopated, erratic, rising and falling and, when the heat hit her, it took her by surprise. But her body reacted, took on a life of its own, hips rising, legs falling open against the ropes. The drops came faster, closer together. The pain didn't mellow quite as quickly; he wouldn't let it. She wanted it to stop, tossed her head from side to side, but arousal and heat swelled inside her, ready to burst. But just as the word 'red' rose to her lips, the pain changed, spread out, softened. She bit back the word, waiting for the next splash of heat, rising up on the bed, her orgasm building, heading toward some amazing peak.

Tiny pinpoint drops landed on her breasts, exquisite drops of pain that made her gasp, her body reacting instantly. The music rose, and so did her body, both reaching a crescendo and then the music ended, abruptly. And so did the heat on her skin. She lay gasping, the silence in her ears deafening, her body seeking release. He'd left her on the edge, teetering, aching. Elijah moved on the bed and she instinctively turned her head toward the movement, tugging on her restraints, aching for the next. The music rose suddenly, drowning out any sounds, growing louder. She wanted the heat, wanted the intense pain, the rush. She was sweating from the heat on her skin, from the heat that was building inside.

Cymbals crashed and she smiled, knowing the heat was coming, wanting it, craving it.
But it was cold instead, icy cold and wet, pressed against her nipple. She screamed, her
body pulling the ropes taut, goose bumps rising along her arms and legs. The fire that had built inside her rose up fierce and hot, and her hips rose off the bed, seeking release. The slap against her thigh was sharp and bright, stinging, breaking through her arousal, but doing nothing to diminish it. She gasped, her body thudding onto the bed. 
He hadn't said… hadn't told her she couldn't come. But that must be what he wanted—
what she didn't understand.

The music still played, but the volume dropped considerably. There was movement again, and then Elijah's breath was warm on her face. She could hear words, tried to focus on what he was saying.

"You do not come until I tell you to. As long as the music plays, you do not come. Nod if
you understand."

 Author Bio:

Hi! So my name is Katrina, 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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Friday, July 8, 2016

It's always a privilege for me to host Megan Michaels with a new release.  A long-time fan, friend and awesome author, she's been a constant source of support and advice to me over the years and I so love her books!  Check out her newest title, CARNAL INDULGENCE, a sure winner from the excerpt she's gifted us with today!



Thanks for having me on BJ.  This is the third book in Desiring the Forbidden.  This is Maddox and Libby’s story and their wedding, which we’ve all been waiting for.   Maddox’s mother, Pamela has been giving Libby trouble, she doesn’t like that Libby is fifteen years older than her son. But her husband, Maddox’s father, David isn’t going to tolerate her behavior.  I hope you all enjoy this excerpt.  

EXCERPT



You know better than to act like this. I thought we solved some of these issues years ago. Apparently, you need a bit of a reminder. I refuse to let you act like some hoyden and ruin our relationship with Maddox. I just won’t allow it. I think we need to go to our bedroom.”

“Wait…w-why?”

He can’t be talking about spanking. We haven’t done that in years.

“Why do you think? And if you fight me on it, I’ll handle it right here in the living room.” David pointed to the back of the couch.

 Dear God, no!

“David. You can’t…I mean it’s been…I’m too old for this.” Pam was over fifty for God’s sake.

He chuckled. “You apparently forgot, young lady. You’re never too old. I don’t care if we’re eighty—if you deserve a whipping, you’re going to get one. Trust me on that. Now it’s up to you, but I think you’d be more comfortable on our bed, than over the back of the couch. The choice is yours.” He raised his eyebrows at her.

He’s lost his mind.

“Now, David, we—”

“Young lady, don’t push me, or I’ll blister your ass right here, right now. Decide.”

He hadn’t used that voice to her in years, and she forgot how it made the butterflies start in her belly. Her clit throbbed, instinctively she clenched her buttocks, and she had no doubt in her mind that he’d follow through with the threat.

“Fine! The bedroom.” She stomped past him, her feet pounding the wooden floor. He’d see how difficult she could make his life. She wasn’t some newly married woman, who needed a keeper. Hell, for years she ran this house while he worked sixty hours a week, she didn’t need him to take the lead role bossing her around then, and she certainly didn’t need it now. She had carried on just fine without his interference.

As soon as she entered the room, she put her hands on her hips spinning around. “David, this is insane. I refuse to do this.”

Both his eyebrows shot up. “You refuse. The rules have been in place for this family for years; you don’t get to disrespect someone and upset them to this degree without consequences. Have these or have these not been the rules of the house?”

“Well…yes, but they don’t count for this situation.”

David laughed out loud. “Oh really? I’m anxious to hear how they don’t count.”

Pam stomped her foot on the floor—hard. “Don’t laugh at me. I mean it. It doesn’t count because it’s regarding our son, that’s why.”

“First. Don’t stomp your feet at me again or I’ll add the paddle after the belt. Second. You’ve never been allowed to berate someone in defense of the children. I seem to remember a certain young lady getting a good ass whipping for making a second-grade teacher cry. That was you, wasn’t it?”

“You know damn well it was me, David. Don’t patronize me. I’m in no mood. This is serious!”

“Indeed. It’s severe. Let me ask you a question.” David readjusted his stance. “How would you feel in two months if you weren’t invited to Maddox’s house for Thanksgiving or Christmas?”

Well, shit!

Pam didn’t like the thought of it—at all. She always pictured herself as the loving and kind mother-in-law, understanding and accommodating. She didn’t want to be like her mother-in-law.

David walked up to her tilting her chin up. “Exactly. You don’t want to be like my mother. You always swore you would do whatever was necessary to keep your children and grandchildren close. Here’s your opportunity, honey. I’m not going to let you ruin it. You’ll be sitting on a sore bottom for a couple of days as a reminder of how a very grown woman is supposed to act. Then we’re going to see if we can help them with wedding plans, spending time with them so you can prove what a wonderful woman and mother-in-law you are—but that will occur after I blister your ass. Clothes off. You won’t need them again for the night.”



PRODUCT DESCRIPTION

For Elizabeth, being forty-one years old, two years past a divorce, and single had been depressing enough. But finding someone who could give her what she needed made her prospects even worse. The chances of landing a man with the courage to force her to confront her deepest, darkest fantasies of deep submission and strict discipline were about as likely as winning the lottery. Twice.

Until the day she’d met her enigmatic young English professor, Maddox.

Dr. Maddox Parks was used to meeting women — a lot of women — as part of his job. As a professor only a few years older than many of his students, he’d had to contend with more than one proposition from a nubile young college student — and it wasn’t always an unspoken exchange for a good grade either. He preferred older women though, and always had, so coolly rebuffing those clumsy advances was easy. Despite the steady stream of come-ons, and flirtations, he’d begun to despair he’d ever meet the type of woman he really wanted — and needed.

That had all changed the moment the curvy, dark-haired Elizabeth sauntered into his classroom.

Maddox thought he’d convinced Elizabeth to embrace the fact he was fifteen years younger than her. He’d even seduced her into enjoying — and thriving in — his ageplay tinged D/s dynamic. But those had been the easy parts. Now, four years after they’d first met, they were planning a wedding.

Something had changed with their engagement though — and not in a good way. Was it simply Elizabeth having cold feet about their impending nuptials, or was it a much deeper problem? Perhaps it was the delicious irony of a forty-five year old woman playing the “little” to a thirty year old Dom? The big event was going to be much more than a mere wedding though, the silver collar in his dresser drawer just waiting to be placed in its rightful place around Elizabeth’s neck. Could that be the issue?

There was one thing he was certain of however: his controlling, difficult mother was going to be a problem...



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

This contemporary BDSM erotic romance contains  spanking, exhibitionism, humiliation, explicit sexual activity, and an older woman who finds it’s never too late to surrender to the love — and strict control — of an alpha male who knows exactly what she needs. This book can be read as a standalone. Enjoyment of the novel will be enhanced by reading the previous entries in the series, but it’s not necessary.




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Friday, July 1, 2016

Saturday Spanks

It's SATURDAY SPANKS time again and I'm back with a peak at my new release, RETURNING TO HER MASTER.

 #Satspanks     #NewRelease    #Spanking    #BDSM

BLURB:
Marc Taite is shocked when Cassie Edwards, the only girl he’s ever loved, suddenly shows up in the club room of his Colorado vacation lodge. Ever since she broke off their romance without explanation and refused to answer his calls, he has wondered what went wrong, and he hauls her upstairs, intending to spank her soundly and then get some answers. Their old passion instantly reignites, however, and instead of taking her over his knee he ends up taking her hard and fast.


 The connection they once shared clearly still exists, but Marc has already lived through the pain of losing Cassie once, and he is determined not to let himself be hurt again. Desperate to prove that this time she is truly ready to belong to him, Cassie promises Marc her complete submission, and she soon finds herself on her knees with her bright red bare bottom on display as she begs him to claim her in any way he pleases.

 Though he is reluctant to risk his heart again, when Marc discovers that a stalker has followed Cassie to Colorado his need to protect her quickly overcomes his hesitation and he takes it upon himself to keep her safe, even when that means punishing her sternly when she breaks the rules he makes to protect her. But when a misunderstanding sends her fleeing from him once again, will he lose her a second time?

 Publisher’s Note: Returning to Her Master is a stand-alone sequel to Her Master at Last. It 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. Also note that an earlier version of this book was previously released by another publisher under the title Make Me Yours.


 My eight sentence teaser:


Struggling to set aside his irritation at her unexpected arrival, he turned her toward the wall, pulled her hips back and shoved her feet apart.  Grabbing her hands, he braced her palms against the wall where his had been.  “Don’t move.”  Flipping up her skirt, he swatted her ass as he released his cock before common sense and caution overruled his body.

“Oh, God,” Cassie groaned, lowering her head between her arms, lifting her butt for his next swat, embracing the familiar burn, ecstatic her response to the blistering pain was just as she remembered.  One hard, calloused palm pressed against her stomach while he belabored her buttocks with the other, his swats coming faster, harder, his concentration on her butt exciting, his silence unnerving.

     
     Her sharp cry following a painful slap on the sensitive skin of the under curve of her right cheek echoed in the loft, the harsh intake of his breathing sending a shiver down her spine.  “Please, Marc,” she whispered, wishing she could see his face yet glad she couldn’t.  Her conflicting, roiling thoughts couldn’t compete right now with the pleasurable heat he took his time building across her butt, the throbbing of her abused flesh spiraling between her legs to be reciprocated in remembered pleasure.

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Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Mary Wehr is back with a hot glimpse into her newest release, CALLIE'S DADDY!  You won't want to miss this excerpt or wait to get your copy.
 


Callie’s Daddy by Mary Wehr
Stormy Night Publishing
#Ageplay #erotic #romance

 Buy Links
https://www.amazon.com/Callies-Daddy-Mary-Wehr-ebook/dp/B01GVT16M4/

Blurb:

Twenty-six-year-old Callie Shaw has needed a father figure in her life for many years, and when she meets Brandon Clay she wonders if she might have found the man to fill that role at last. Though he spoils her and loves her dearly, Brandon is not a man to be trifled with, and when Callie lies to him and puts herself in danger she soon finds herself bent over her new daddy’s lap for a stinging spanking on her bare bottom.
Though he does not hesitate to chastise her firmly when she misbehaves, Brandon never fails to hold Callie in his arms when her punishment is over, and his strict but loving discipline ignites a fire in her which can only be quenched by surrendering her body to his masterful lovemaking. But is she truly prepared to trust her daddy to do what is best for her, even when she has been really naughty and she knows that the spanking she has coming is one she will never forget?

Publisher’s Note: Callie’s Daddy is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, age play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
Teaser 18+
Brandon leaned over her and licked the shell of her ear. “Your skin is so nice and pink. Tell me, does my dirty girl want a good ramming from her daddy?” Broad fingers played with her labia.

She pushed back against his touch. “Oh, yes, Daddy Brand, ram me good, please,” she panted, rubbing her nipples against the cool cherry wood. She heard him loosening his trousers, but couldn’t wait and inched her way to the end of the desk, intent on humping the rounded corner. A slap landed squarely on her sore ass.
“Are you trying to hump my desk, dirty girl?” He pushed a finger deep inside her pussy. She groaned, rising on her tiptoes for more. “Hmm, how wet you are.” He added another finger, scraping in and out her sensitized flesh. Callie stuck out her buttocks and mewled. “You like when daddy fingers your pussy, don’t you?”

“Oh, yes, it feels so good.” She ground her hips. “Daddy, I want more. I want something bigger and harder in there.”
He pulled out his fingers nice and slow and, from the corner of her eye she saw him raise them to his nose. “You smell so sweet and good. I’ll give you something hard, but first I want to taste you. Would you like daddy’s tongue between your legs?”

Callie wasted no time in flipping over on her back.
Brandon chuckled. “Now that’s an order you have no trouble following.”

“Nope.” She set her feet flat on the desk and parted her knees. “Lick me, daddy. I ache so.” She burned hot as his sizzling gaze roamed slowly over that part of her that wept for his attention.
“Show daddy where you ache, Callie mine.”

Callie’s hand shook slightly as she touched herself between her legs. “Right here.” Using her other hand, she spread the folds of her sex.
Brandon stared at her, his eyes deepening to a darker blue. “Your delicate pink flower belongs to daddy.” His tongue fluttered along the length of her inner thighs, making her squirm. He kissed the swollen bud. “Come for me. Give daddy your special cream from that sweet little cunt.”

Callie writhed and moaned as his mouth latched onto her flesh. He slid both hands beneath her buttocks, lifting her higher, and buried his face between her legs. She grabbed onto his forearms and bucked against his mouth. It felt as if his tongue was licking her everywhere at the same time. He nipped her clit then lapped at the bite, soothing the area with long licks as he worked his way down to her dark hole. He tongued her there. Once. Twice. Callie’s breath came short and fast. Brandon moved his way back up to her entrance and covered her opening with his mouth. His tongue slipped inside and her entire body shook with the force of her orgasm.
Brandon grabbed hold of her hips. “Daddy’s going to give it to you good.” He drove himself inside her and she cried out. It didn’t take long for her to match his thrusts. “I’ll punish this sweet wet pussy of yours so you’ll think twice about showing off what’s mine. I’ll teach you who’s in charge.” She moaned in reply.


“Daddy, that special feeling is coming again.” Her breath quickened.

“Just let it come, princess. Let your daddy pleasure you one more time.”
Author Bio:

Mary lives in Pennsylvania with her husband and a variety of pets inside the house and outside. Critters are always running around in her backyard looking for food. Being outside and surrounded by nature is her favorite pastime. She loves to read and write romances with strong stern heroes and sassy, feisty ladies. She writes Historical Westerns and Contemporary romances. ‘Callie’s Daddy’ is her first Ageplay romance.
You can connect with Mary here

https://twitter.com/blushingmaryw

Thanks so much for sharing, Mary!
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Sunday, June 26, 2016

Jane Henry is visiting with an enticing excerpt from her new release, CLAIMED ON THE FRONTIER.  Take a moment to see why this title earned a top Amazon 100 spot in just two days-congratulations Jane!



Claimed on the Frontier

by: Jane Henry



Publisher:   Stormy Nights Publications

Released:    June 18, 2016

Genre:         western/romance/erotica/BDSM












Blurb:

 Pearl has fended for herself since she was orphaned at a young age, but on the night she meets Aaron Stanley her life is thrown into chaos. The handsome pioneer and his brothers are headed west to stake their claim on the frontier, and when an unfortunate turn of events leaves Pearl without a roof over her head it is Aaron who comes to her rescue, offering to bring her along provided that she agrees to mind him.

 As they begin their journey, Pearl soon discovers that Aaron is a force to be reckoned with. Though he quickly proves more than willing to take her over his knee for a sound spanking when her behavior warrants it, she is drawn to his stern, uncompromising dominance, and when circumstances force them into a hasty marriage she is happy to promise him her obedience.

 Despite her headstrong nature, Pearl finds herself submitting willingly to her new husband’s mastery of her body. But even as their passion blossoms into love, Aaron is determined to be as firm as necessary to keep his bride safe in a hard, dangerous land. Can their bond survive the harsh realities of life on the frontier?

 Publisher’s Note: Claimed on the Frontier is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.


I had  difficult time picking between the four excerpts Jane gave me to post as they were all so good!  Since I have a penchant for leather, I finally decided on this one.  I'm sure you'll like it as much as I do!



Excerpt:

 “You'll stay in position while I punish you.”



I heard the door of our bedroom creak open, and Aaron's heavy footsteps behind me. I did not move. A warm rush of air followed him, lifting my chemise ever so slightly. Our room was cooler than the main room of the cabin. It seemed fitting he brought the warmth in with him, as if his presence alone could heat the room.

“Very good,” he said, his voice thick with anger. “Good to see you obey at least one of my instructions.” He paused. “You'll stay in position while I punish you.”

Would he not take me over his lap, then?

I kept my eyes shut tight, and tears clogged my throat. I did so hate to disappoint him, or make him angry. And it was much harder than I'd anticipated, lying over the bed with no touch from him, without feeling his strength beneath me. I felt removed, as if he didn't want anything to do with me.

I heard the jingle of his belt buckle. My breath caught, my limbs shaking. He'd never taken his belt to me before, and I feared the sting of leather. I heard him pulling it through the loops of his trousers. I imagined he was folding it over in his hand, as he prowled closer to the bed. I jumped as I felt a warm hand on my lower back.

“You jump as if you're frightened. Are you frightened, girl?”

I swallowed, my voice shaking as I responded. “Yes, sir.”

He stood then. His voice hardened. “Good. You ought to be. I don't want to have to do this again. Twelve sound licks with my belt ought to form a lasting memory.” My chemise was yanked up and I was bared to him.


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Other books by Jane Henry:

A Thousand Yesses: They are best friends...can they be lovers?

 Begin Again, book one in the Bound to You trilogy: A desperate wife pledges her obedience to an online dominant.

Come Back to Me, book two in the Bound to You trilogy: Meredith and Paolo attempt a weekend of intense training to adapt to their new lifestyle of dominance and submission.

 Sunstrokes: Four authors bring you four tales of punishment and pleasure.

 My Dom: Curiosity drives Heidi to yearn for a taste of her amorous neighbor's kinky pursuits.

Bio:

 Jane has been writing since her early teens, dabbling in short stories and poetry. When she married and began having children, her pen was laid to rest for several years, until the National Novel Writing Challenge (NaNoWriMo) in 2010 awakened in her the desire to write again. That year, she wrote her first novel, and has been writing ever since. With a houseful of children, she finds time to write in the early hours of the morning, squirreled away with a laptop, blanket, and cup of hot coffee. Years ago, she heard the wise advice, “Write the book you want to read,” and has taken it to heart. She sincerely hopes you also enjoy the books she likes to read.



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Tuesday, June 14, 2016

In celebration of The Romance Reviews 5 star, Top Pick reviews of both BLINDSIDED and BIND ME TO YOU, as well as in appreciation to all of you who continue to make my VIRGINIA BLUEBLOOD SERIES such a big success, I've started a contest on Night Owl Reviews.  Winner will receive a $25 Amazon gift card and a paperback copy of BLINDSIDED.





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Friday, June 10, 2016

I'm excited to have Susannah Shannon back with a sneak peak at her new release, A HANDFUL OF STARS, which is already racking up the 5 star reviews!



A Handful of Stars


by: Susannah Shannon




Publisher:   Blushing Books

Released:    June 5, 2016

Genre:         romance/erotica/BDSM

BLURB:

How can two people who love each other as much as Jessica and Adam do find themselves in a bitter rut? An incident at work begins to change Jessica's views towards discipline. Is it possible that being held accountable can build up a person? Jessica is intrigued that she might have found the solution she's been searching for.

When looking for guidance about delivering a reasonable paddling she stumbles across a professional dominatrix and a chatroom of opinionated spankophiles. Can Ms. Margaret’s advice lead to a scorched bottom and a sweeter romance?

How will Adam balance his new found authority in his marriage with his role as a prosecutor of men who assault their wives? Together, their journey of discovery leads to a more profound commitment, and lovemaking that leaves Jessica breathless.

Disclaimer: This book contains spanking of adult women. If such material offends you, please do not purchase.

 I'm very lucky Shannon gave me four excerpts to choose from as each was a tantalizing glimpse into this short story, but I absolutely loved this scene!



EXCERPT:

She paused to look into his face. "Honey," she whispered. "I deserve this. I want this. I
trust you."


He was curt. "We do this my way or we don't do it." He cupped her chin and looked straight into her eyes. "You can cry—you can plead. You can squirm. If you tell me 'no' we stop."

She was about to say that that wasn't how it was supposed to work, that he was supposed to ignore her yelling no unless she said a safe word or something.

He continued, "You're going to have to play your part in this. You can tell me it hurts;
you can cry that you're sorry. If you tell me 'no', it's over. I am not that guy… I don't keep going when a woman tells me 'no'. Can't be. Can you meet me part way on this?"

She swallowed, he was asking her to take a part in her own discipline. To control herself while he gave her the discipline she needed so desperately. She nodded, suddenly filled with gratitude.

He stroked her hair. "Good. That's good, because you are getting a very sore bottom
tonight." She felt the fear lift. They were back. Her relief ebbed...

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Susannah Shannon's bio:

I live in the American midwest with my family. I write romances that are funny (well, I try). I love the inner conflict of a smart, modern, independent woman who longs to submit to that one special man.



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