Saturday Spankings - Questionable gift

Thanks for coming back for another Saturday Spankings! I would love to see more authors joining us out here. I’m continuing to give snippets from my latest book, Searching for Home. If you read last week’s snippet you’ll know that Jenny was furious and decided to take off with her friends for a few days – without letting Cal know. As you might imagine, Cal wasn’t happy.

“I wasn’t kidding when I said I missed you,” Cal told her. “I spent the weekend thinking of you and I made something for you.” Reaching into his back pocket, Cal brought forth a small paddle and handed it to Jenny. 

Looking at it with dread, Jenny turned it over in her hand. It was slim. The paddle part was only about three inches wide and the thickness was about a half-inch. The handle felt comfortable, not that she gave a damn. But she did notice that it was sanded beautifully and smooth as silk.

“Thanks,” she told him, bravely. “I’ll hang onto it for the next time you piss me off.”

“Umm… no,” Cal told her. Taking the paddle from her, he said, “For you, I said. To be used exclusively on you. Not for you to keep. This is made from seasoned oak – one of the hardest woods around. I think it will help me get my point across.”

Searching for Home

This is a stand-alone book, but if you'd like to get to know these people better, you can start here:

Cal's Law Series:

Cal's Law (book one)

Becoming Family (book two)

Educating Jenny (book three)
     Searching for Home (book four)

Cassie Space series:

Cassie's Space (book one)   

Cassie's Tale (book two)                       

Cassie on the Move (book three)          

Cassie's River Living (book four)        

Cassie's Conflict (book five)

Cassie's Influence (book six)

Cassie's Ordeal (book seven)

Cassie Corralled (book eight)

Cassie's Road Trip (book nine)

Cassie's Life (book ten)

Paperbacks can be found here. 

Corbin's Bend

Returning to Us

Check out more great snippet here.

BJ Wane - Submitting to Two Doms

Submitting to Two Doms

BJ Wane

She was sent to them to protect and 

became a responsibility they couldn’t resist.

I'm happy to have BJ Wane back with us today. Her latest book is hot in all the right places. This will keep you warm as summer drifts away.

#erotic romance  #BDSM #mfm ménage #suspense  #Cowboy Doms #HEA

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BLURB:

After Kelsey Hammond was assaulted, her former FBI foster parent’s pleaded with her to spend a few weeks with their friends in Montana while they investigated the incident. Since she would do anything for them, she grudgingly agreed, wondering how she would pass the time on a ranch in the middle of nowhere without going stir crazy. As soon as she caught sight of her two hosts, Greg Young and Devin Fisher, she decided what better way to take her mind off her troubles than with an affair with one of them.

Ex-FBI agents, Greg and Devin, vowed never to get personally involved with another woman under their protection after their last case ended in tragedy. When their former boss asked for their help, the two best friends butt heads over how to answer them. Between the insecurity reflected in Kelsey’s blue eyes, the desperation behind her flirtations and discovering her submissive side, both men found themselves succumbing to the petite blonde. 

While Kelsey basked in the dominant attention of both her cowboys, she continued to insist she couldn’t wait to get back to her life in Philadelphia. It wasn’t until the threat against her was verified that the truth came out about her past and a few disturbing mishaps occurred that Greg and Devin had to consider one of their guests was there to harm the woman they’d both grown to care for. It took the guys saving her life, freeing her to return home for Kelsey to realize home really was where the heart was and hers was in Montana with her two cowboys.       

EXCERPT

He swore as she spun around and took two steps toward the open door, twitching that cute ass he was sure, on purpose. He understood she was put out by her circumstances and that the ranch offered little in the way of pastimes she was used to. But that was no reason to break his vow not to involve himself on a sexual or personal level. She tempted him, he wouldn’t lie, but not enough to go down that slippery road again with a woman he’d sworn to protect. 

After ensuring they were alone in the stable, Greg decided an example of those consequences he mentioned wouldn’t threaten his resolve if he delivered just enough to deter Kelsey from her set course and spare her the embarrassment of Devin’s reaction. Reaching her in two, long-legged strides, he grasped her hand and tugged her back into the stable. 

“You need to heed my warnings better, and remember, I don’t bluff.” Ignoring her startled gasp, he yanked her into the crook of his arm, pinned her against his side and delivered five rapid swats on her upturned, jean-clad butt, putting just enough force behind them she would experience a twinge of discomfort and nothing more.

“Hey! What? Holy shit!” Kelsey’s strident cry ended on a gasp, and much to Greg’s surprised annoyance, she lifted her ass for the last slap, as if embracing the humiliating experience instead of balking at it.

Helping her upright, he kept hold of her upper arms as he gauged her reaction. Fuck if the rose hue blooming on her face and dilation of those large eyes didn’t hold a hint of excitement. Not only he, but Devin would be hard pressed keeping their hands off her if they learned she possessed a submissive streak and she kept up with her cock-teasing innuendos. 

AUTHOR BIO:

I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.

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Saturday Spankings - Invasion of Privacy

It’s Saturday Spankings time again and I’m happy to see you here. I’m still excited about my latest release Searching for Home, the fourth in the Cal’s Law series. Jenny and Cal have moved in with his parents when the man they were renting from needs his house back. Jenny wasn’t happy with the move at all. Though she loves Cal’s family, she’s just not used to having so many people around all the time. She is also having trouble dealing with Cal’s youngest sisters, the twins. When the twins invade her privacy, things go from bad to worse.

There in the center of the bed lay her vibrator, candy kisses lined up around it in the shape of a heart. Jenny felt her blood begin to boil and embarrassment and anger washed over her. She threw the vibrator into the drawer and angrily swept the candy kisses to the floor. She stalked into the living room to confront the twins. Before she could open her mouth, Charlotte cooed, “Big tough sheriff not man enough for you? You still need a little extra?”

Going straight to Charlotte, Jenny slapped her hard across the face. Savannah came to her feet quickly. “You want me to slap the shit out of you, too?” Jenny asked, whirling in her direction. “You bitches best stay out of our room from now on or I’ll beat both your asses!” 

This is a stand-alone book, but if you'd like to get to know these people better, you can start here:

Cal's Law Series:

Cal's Law (book one)

Becoming Family (book two)

Educating Jenny (book three)
     Searching for Home (book four)

Cassie Space series:

Cassie's Space (book one)   

Cassie's Tale (book two)                       

Cassie on the Move (book three)          

Cassie's River Living (book four)        

Cassie's Conflict (book five)

Cassie's Influence (book six)

Cassie's Ordeal (book seven)

Cassie Corralled (book eight)

Cassie's Road Trip (book nine)

Cassie's Life (book ten)

Paperbacks can be found here. 

Corbin's Bend

Returning to Us

Check out more great snippet here.

Brandi Evans - His for the Taking

His for the Taking

Brandi Evans

Not all love stories play by society’s rules.

I'm happy to have Brandi Evans visiting today. 

I think you'll love her latest book! 

Blurb:

I love managing Red Light Lingerie, a sexy boutique in Dallas. I get to spend my days talking to people about bedroom wear, sex toys, and enhancement lotions for all occasions. But by far, my favorite erotic job perk is my sexy British boss, Maxwell Penn. 

Max is a Matthew McConaughey look-alike who’s equal parts dreamboat and domineering pain in the neck, and I regularly fluctuate between “I want to bed him” and “I want to strangle him.” But still, yum.

The paradigm of our relationship, however, changes irrevocably when a lingerie designer, a friend of Max’s from Britain, comes to town, and I have to stand in for a no-show lingerie model. Before I can say G-string, I find myself sandwiched between Max and his dark-n-sexy friend. 

I’d be in total heaven if it weren’t for the guilt swirling in Max’s blue eyes. I have no idea why it’s there, but I’m bound and determined to find out. 

Publisher’s Note: This book contains descriptions of consensual activities, including eroticism and discipline. If you object to these elements, please do not read this book. 

~*~*~*~

Genre: contemporary, BDSM romance

Purchase Link:https://www.amazon.com/Brandi-Evans/e/B004D05W56/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1 

Excerpt 

I yanked against my restraints. The material stretched with my movements, but my hands stayed firmly bound at the small of my back.

“See, Max? This is one sturdy piece of lingerie.”

My mind exploded with images of what they could do to me, completely helpless and practically naked. Should I worry? A smart woman probably would—but the look in Max’s eyes—

I’d never wanted him more than I did at that moment.

Garrett’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “Also, I designed the top so the two front halves can be pushed together to allow quick and easy access to the tits without having to untie any restraints already put in place. Would you like a demonstration of that, too?”

Max’s gaze stayed locked with mine, never veering, never faltering. “I’m thinking.”

I bit my bottom lip and shook my head. But who was I fooling? I’d wanted Max to touch me for a long time. I’d dreamed about it and gotten off while imagining him fucking me. But what about Garrett? I’d fantasized about being with multiple men, too, so I’d consider his presence icing on the beefcake.

Part of me wished Max and I were alone, but it was probably better we weren’t. Less intimate, which I needed. As it was, the intensity of his stare threatened to melt me into a puddle.

“Please touch me, Max,” I whispered, unable to stop myself. At least, I think I verbalized the words, but I may have simply mouthed them. “Please.”

Max’s eyes widened. His nostrils flared. And he hesitated a long, tortuous moment before stepping into me and yanking the garment’s outer edges into the valley between my breasts, completely exposing me—and then cupping the undersides of my breasts.

Author Bio

Brandi Evans was raised by a caravan of traveling Gypsies. She spent her days learning the ways of her people and her nights lost in legends as old as time. Okay, not really, but that's way more interesting than the truth!

In reality, Brandi grew up the oldest child of an ordinary family. Grade school, middle school, high school. Nothing extraordinary happened until she left the nest. She joined the military, went to college, got married, and became a mom. And somewhere along the way, she discovered she liked to read—and write!—stories hot enough to melt eReaders. 

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Saturday Spanking - Outrage

It’s a beautiful Saturday and we’re back with more snippets. I’m giving you a look into my latest, Searching for Home – fourth in the Cal’s Law series. As in many of my books I like to look into the realism of domestic discipline. Why some of us crave it, how it can easily be misunderstood by outsiders.

In today’s snippet, Allie’s eighteen-year-old brother walks in on a spanking and nearly attacks her husband. Allie’s father-in-Law, Tom, tries to explain.

Drew took a ragged breath and began again. “He had her down. He’d ripped some of her clothes off and he was hitting her and hitting her. She was crying and begging him to stop. What the hell was I supposed to do?”

“May I?” Tom asked, looking over at Ryan and then at Allie. They both nodded.

“I know what you saw. I can only imagine how angry you must be. But there are things you don’t understand. Have you ever heard of a domestic discipline relationship?”

Drew barely shook his head and Tom continued.

“In a domestic discipline relationship, there is one leader in the family, usually the man. It’s his job to protect his wife and keep her from harm. The wife in these marriages agrees to this leadership and to follow some basic rules.”

Drew wasn’t calming down any, but he was listening. “In a marriage like this,” Tom went on, “after much discussion and mutual agreement, the husband has the right, sometimes the responsibility, to spank his wife if she breaks those rules. Ryan wasn’t beating Allie, he was spanking her.”

This is a stand-alone book, but if you'd like to get to know these people better, you can start here:

Cal's Law Series:

Cal's Law (book one)

Becoming Family (book two)

Educating Jenny (book three)
     Searching for Home (book four)

Cassie Space series:

Cassie's Space (book one)   

Cassie's Tale (book two)                       

Cassie on the Move (book three)          

Cassie's River Living (book four)        

Cassie's Conflict (book five)

Cassie's Influence (book six)

Cassie's Ordeal (book seven)

Cassie Corralled (book eight)

Cassie's Road Trip (book nine)

Cassie's Life (book ten)

Paperbacks can be found here. 

Corbin's Bend

Returning to Us

Check out more great snippet here.

Daryl Devoré - The Gift

The Gift

Daryl Devoré

 #sweet #romance #episodic #flashfiction

The Giftis my latest re-release. It‘s an whimsical episodic novella that was the final result of a flash fiction period I went through. I can be a bit long winded. I needed to learn to cut my word count. I joined a group that wrote a weekly story that was based on a limited number of 1,000 words and had to include some of the offered prompts. Some were words – extinct, a piece of paper with a single line on it, or the twelfth of never. Others were pictures – a red tulip, blue DNA or a kiss. 

I realized this story was written similarly to stories that were printed weekly in the newspapers of old. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle presented Hounds of the Baskervilles this way – with weekly installments. Brilliant idea. The newspaper sales that would generate as people got into the story. So instead of adjusting to fit the story to more modern thinking, I left it in the episodic form.

There are elements of mystery, playfulness and romance which tie up at the very end. But I did leave a deliberate hole for the readers to fill. If you read the story and wish to discuss with me what you think was on the ground – daryl.devore@yhoo.caor @daryldevore.

Excerpt

Do you believe in magic? I am beginning to think I do. It can be the only possible explanation for my story? 

~***~

"When was the last time you were offered the gift of a red tulip?"

I turned to see who spoke while I wondered if he was addressing me. A man sat on a park bench, dressed in a dark suit, with a bowler hat, holding a cane and his head bowed. I shifted to continue along the path,  and when his face lifted I found myself gaping at two glowing green eyes.

"When was the last time you were offered the gift of a red tulip?"

I blinked, trying to look away from those mesmerizing orbs. A mixture of fear and intrigue fluttered in my belly. "Uh, never. I mean, no one has ever offered me a tulip."

"A red tulip."

"Okay, no one has ever offered me a red tulip." Uneasiness slithered through me. "Nice chatting with you." 

Smiling, I scurried down the path leading away from the park bench and towards the gardener's shed. With Jacobs being sick today, I had to hurry to get the last of the flower beds cleaned and prepared for spring plantings. The past winter had been bitter. It seemed tree branches and mouse damage wreaked havoc on every one of the one hundred and sixteen different flowerbeds.

I slipped my key into the lock, opened the shed door, stepped inside and shut it behind me. The fragrance of old wood, potting soil and gas fumes brought a tickle to the back of my throat. Closing my eyes, I allowed myself a moment to indulge in the beauty of his eyes. Emerald green. As brilliant as the gems locked among the diamonds at Tiffany's. Not that I shop there. Couldn't possibly afford anything on a junior gardener's salary, but I do fantasize when wandering the aisles.

What would it be like to be with a man like that? For those few moments in his presence, I was unable to think. My breath caught in my lungs. My palms were slick with beads of sweat. I shook my head, opened my eyes, and tugged the ever-present hair tie off my wrist. "Get over yourself, Darcy. A man like that wants a supermodel who can slink around on eight-inch heels. Not someone who digs in the dirt all day."

Blurb and Buy Links

Daryl Devore’s latest is a sweet whimsical romance with a touch of mystery

Darcy O'Calahann, a junior gardener from a small mid-western town, is trying to make her way in the big city. After a stranger asks a mysterious question, Darcy finds a red tulip inside her locked gardening shed.

Shamus McTavis is a wealthy bachelor with a mysterious family past. But more surprising is his resemblance to the stranger who offered her the red tulip.

Are Darcy's eyes playing tricks on her? Is she losing her mind? Or is there really a red tulip trying to link Shamus and her together?

Note- This book was previously published under the author’s pen name – Victoria Adams

Buy Links

Amazon - U.S.

Amazon U.S. - Print

Amazon - Canada
Amazon - Canada - Print

Amazon - U.K.

Amazon - U.K. - Print

Amazon - Australia

Amazon – Australia – Paperback – later date 

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