Wednesday, January 29, 2020

BJ Wane - Submitting to the Cattleman

Submitting to the Cattleman
BJ Wane

Succumbing to a stranger was foolhardy, but not as risky as trying to deceive a Dom.

PUBLISHER: Blushing Books
GENRES: #erotic romance  #BDSM #suspense #Cowboy Doms  #HEA
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Why does doing the right thing have to be so hard?
 Leslie Collins has been asking herself that question ever since her eye-witness testimony in a murder case landed her in the Witness Protection Program far away from everything and everyone she’s ever known. Now, four years later, she struggles with growing despondency over the circumstances that prevent her from forming a relationship. When she allows her loneliness to get the better of her and indulges in a one-night stand, she never dreams her stranger will show up again at the private club she’s stayed away from for a few weeks.
Kurt Wilcox returns home to Montana to help his father recover from a stroke and hopefully mend the rift between them. He doesn’t plan on rescuing a woman from a mugging and ending up succumbing to the loneliness reflected on her face and indulging in a one-night stand. When he meets up with Leslie at his club, he refuses to let her hide her identity or her reasons for inviting a stranger into her home and bed. 
Leslie finally caves to his persistence and agrees to an affair that seems promising until she learns her identity has been comprised and an attempt on her life forces out the truth about her past. Will putting her trust in her Dom jeopardize him and his employees when she agrees to his protection, or will Kurt rid her of the threat against her, as he promises, leaving her free to embrace her own HEA?
This is book six in the Cowboy Doms series but can be enjoyed as a standalone.
Publisher’s Note: This contemporary, western romance contains elements of mystery, suspense, danger, power exchange, BDSM, and sensual scenes. If any of these bother you, please do not purchase.
Leslie should have known by now wallowing in self-pity never helped. She took a moment to eye the man at the bar again, this time catching a glimpse of his rugged profile beneath the black Stetson, a straight nose and the sardonic curl of one side of his mouth as a young woman approached him. His reply to whatever come-on she whispered in his ear sent her trouncing off in a huff. Leslie wondered how low her spirits would have to sink before she approached a stranger with a needy proposition. Maybe, if one look stirred her juices the same as eying that man, she wouldn’t mind the rash, desperate act so much. If nothing else, a night indulging in sex with a stranger would alleviate the loneliness for a short time, give her something else to think about. 
By the time she downed two more drinks, stood to leave and the room spun around her, she realized she should have paid more attention to her alcohol intake. I can do this as long as I go slow. Since she wasn’t about to call one of her co-workers to drive her the few blocks back home, she forced herself to walk a straight path toward the door. She made it with only one stumble and as she breathed in the warm summer air, her woozy senses calmed a bit.
At least, Leslie thought her head had cleared enough to drive until she teetered through the well-lit parking lot in search of her car and rammed her hip into the bumper of a massive pickup truck. Swearing under her breath, she pushed away and wobbled toward the sidewalk she could follow straight to her apartment door. With her inebriated head bemoaning the return to her lonely apartment she never heard or saw the punk purse snatcher sneak up behind her until he tried pulling her bag from her grasp. 
“Hey!” she cried out with a desperate tug to keep hold of her purse. “Leave me alone!” Tears welled as frustration over everything shook her.
The kid, who looked all of sixteen, took umbrage of Leslie daring to fight back and stunned her further with a back-handed swing that landed her on the concrete with a jarring thud and red-hot pain blossoming across her cheek. Reeling from both the dizzying fall and the blow, she had to blink several times and shake her head to make sense of the angry shout and large man now grappling with her assailant. Big men wearing cowboy hats, denim and boots were a dime a dozen in Montana, but no one had ever come to her rescue before. Her aching heart rolled over in appreciation even before he turned concerned eyes on her as the wily teenager broke from his hold, giving up her purse before taking off.
“Fucking kid,” he swore, squatting down in front of her. His rough voice sent tingles of awareness dancing down her spine, the intent look in his dark eyes reminding her of the observant gazes of the Doms at the club. He thumbed his hat back far enough for her to make out his rugged features and the dark shadow of his five o’clock beard in the meager amber glow of the streetlight and realize he was the same man she had ogled in the bar. “You okay, sweetheart?”
“I, yes, I think so.” He helped Leslie up and the street whipped around her in staggering circles. “Whoa,” she gasped, grabbing onto his thick forearm, the muscles rippling under her hands as he wrapped his other arm around her waist.
“This is where too much alcohol will land you. Come on, I’ll drive you home.”
His firm, no-nonsense tone calmed Leslie’s racing heartbeat even if she didn’t care for his lecture any more than she wanted to spend another long night alone. God, it felt good to lean on someone for a change, not to mention the warm rush spreading through her body from his firm hold and take-charge manner. She must be either really drunk or really desperate for relief if a stranger’s kindness was tugging on her neglected needs as a sexual submissive.
“My car’s in the parking lot behind us and I live just a few blocks away.” Whether because of the scare she’d just experienced or from her self-pitying melancholy mood of late, she didn’t want him to walk away yet. If that made her a pathetic mess, she didn’t care and relief swept through her shaken body when he tightened his arm around her waist.
“I can’t let you drive in your condition.” He ran calloused fingertips over her puffy cheek, a light caress she felt clear to her toes. “You need something on this, and learning to duck wouldn’t hurt. I’ll give you two choices. Call a friend to come get you or let me take you home. We can return to the bar and let the bartender know where you’re going and with whom, to ease your mind. I’d say you need to report this, but the odds of finding that kid aren’t likely.”
Leslie didn’t hear much after he offered to see her home. Was it stupid to let a stranger know where she lived? Oh, yeah, but not as dumb as wishing he would stay and exert some of that commanding attitude in a different way. She craved a distraction from her isolated life and the bleak future looming ahead of her, and spending more time with this panty-dampening stranger worked for her.
“I think,” she whispered, swaying closer to that rock-hard body, “I can trust someone who was nice enough to come to my rescue.”

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.

Saturday, January 25, 2020

Saturday Spanking - Asking without asking

Welcome to a Saturday Spankings. Hopefully this will help warn us up on this cold wintery day. I’m putting up snippets from my first book, Cassie’s Space. Cassie and Tom lived a domestic discipline lifestyle since they were married. It was actually several years in before Tom introduce spanking just for fun.
He used the ruse one day of scolding Cassie for not putting a dress, that she had momentarily placed on the bed, properly – when in truth she was much more fastidious about the care of her clothes than Tom was about his. Ending his scolding with the words, “So from now on, if I find your clothes thrown around as I have tonight, you’ll get a spanking – like you’re getting tonight.” He had a wonderful playful gleam in his eyes and a fantastic night to follow. Cassie was a fan at once!

We’ve come so far since that night. We know each other so much better and we love each other so much more. Over the years, games have come and gone, but as that special evening floated through my mind again I couldn’t help wondering if it would still work. I decided to give it a try. Starting at the door, I left a trail of clothing across the bedroom floor, shoes, slacks, blouse, bra and panties. Tom came up shortly and stopped just inside the door to survey the scene. All the clothing scattered on the floor, and me in bed, wearing nothing but a big grin. He just shook his head and walked over, rolling up his sleeves, saying, “Cassie, when will you ever learn?”

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

Cal's Law Series:

Cal's Law (book one)
Becoming Family (book two)
Educating Jenny (book three)
Searching for Home (book four)

Corbin's Bend

Check out more great snippet here.

Wednesday, January 22, 2020

Alyssa Bailey - Saving Jessie

Saving Jessie (Safe and Secure Book 2)
Alyssa Bailey 

She must betray someone to survive: her country, her brother, or her lover

I’m happy to have Alyssa Bailey back at the Reading Room today.
I think you’ll enjoy this one!
Release Date: January 9, 2020
Publisher: Blushing Books
Purchase Links: Universal link Amazon

#Contemporary #Sassy #military #alphahero #powerexchange #murder #suspense #crime #love #protector #Family #mystery #action #international #Romance #sexy #sensual #series #Kentucky

 With lives in the balance, what could she do but comply with their demands?
Accountant Jessica Roe kept her head down and always followed the rules. When she discovered possible illegal activity with her employer, she left that job and joined Reynaud and Associates. Life was good, her brother hadn’t asked for money in months and she was now dating Mark Jensen. Within one week: her brother needed money, her old employer was trying to blackmail her, and she was nearly raped and killed. Not only is her savings at risk, but her relationship with Mark, her job with Reynaud and Associates, her friends, and her life. 
Mark Jensen worked hard and played harder, preferring one-night stands to anything long term, until he hooked up with the company accountant. Jessie is a sassy, sweet, rule follower with a deep-seated loneliness about her that is unlike any woman he’s dated. She has stolen his heart. Just when Mark had finally convinced Jessie to move in with him, her brother has more than money problems to lay at his sister’s door. Suddenly, Jessie is over her head and making all the wrong decisions while trying to protect her new friends, brother, and lover. 
When Jessie’s past and present puts her in the middle of international illegal trade, it will take the whole team to keep her safe while they figure out the details and bring this operation to a crashing halt. 
This is book two in the Safe and Secure series but can be enjoyed as a standalone.
Publisher’s Note: This adult romance contains elements of mystery, suspense, action, adventure, danger, power exchange and sensual scenes. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.
All she could do was moan her wanton desires. Spanking made her hot. She never knew sex, spanking, and bottom play could be this way before Mark, but there was no denying the reality. She’d always had a fascination with watching spankings, wondered what they would be like, longing for them in all forms. Now she knew that even punishment turned her on eventually. Mark kissed her hot bottom and spread her left cheek as he teased her tightly clenched anus. She had learned with Mark that all ass play was good play. 
“Help me out here. Hold your cheeks for me.” 
Jessie groaned. “It’s so embarrassing.” 
“If you want me to entertain you in this playground, you will hold open the gates.” To prove he meant it, he released the cheek he held and moved away from her bottom. 
“Okay, okay.” 
Anxious to draw him back to the area, she craved his attentions, she placed her hands in position and held her cheeks open while still over his lap. It made the balancing more precarious, and somehow that heightened her excitement. Her mindset slipped deeper into his foreplay. She could feel his thick bulge pushing against his zipper, and knew it had to hurt. She tried to aim her wiggle over his cock and got a resounding smack for her trouble. 
“Do that again, and I will not only stop your backdoor play, I’ll make you suck me off, and no orgasm for you tonight.” 
“I’m stopping,” she gasped. 
His chuckle and resumption of play soon had her panting and writhing in ecstasy. She let go of her backside and held onto her lover as she whimpered and gasped through long waves of muscle twitches and spasms surrounded by heat and tingling sparklers of release. She wanted more. She moved her ass in a blatant invitation even as she was still floating from his generosity. 
“Greedy little girl, aren’t you? Come on, up you go.” Not waiting for her to do more than make the beginning effort to stand, Mark swooped her up in his arms, calling out into the room as he carried her to their bedroom. “Lock doors, windows, set security for nighttime surveillance, dim evening lights.” 
Sometimes his technology was so handy.

Meet Alyssa Bailey:
USA Today and International best-selling author, Alyssa Bailey, is a dyed in the wool Texan living amongst the beauty of Southeast Alaska. She lives where the sky meets the mountains; the mountains touch the ocean, and the wildlife frolic on land, sea, and air. Humans, the ultimate interlopers, are wedged in where allowed and are properly thankful for the privilege.
Alyssa loves writing about consensual power exchanges between strong, intelligent, sassy women who are not afraid to make a stand and men confident enough to give his woman space, but Alpha enough to keep her safe.  
If she can throw a little mystery, humor, and suspense in her stories, it’s even better. She writes historical and contemporary love stories devised to leave you with that book hangover we crave.

Out of Curiosity…
  1. Where did Jessie come from?
Accounting, of course. Ha-ha Jessie was mentioned in the first book as a quiet, non-descript scene filler and before I knew it, she was taking over one of the ending scenes of Saving Sharlee. 
2.              Mark seemed more intense and yet disciplined less than the others. Why?
Mark disciplined for discipline and he wasn’t as much into that as the sexy discipline sessions. He also adjusted his intensity to be with Jessie who was a polar opposite from Sharlee. The things we do for love.

3.              What is one of your favorite things to do?
Have a tea party. We do one at Christmas with all the girls from 0 to 99. 

4.              Do you like your men with long or short hair?
LONG. If it is kept neat and clean, I love it flowing down his back.

5.              Beard or mustache?
Both, if you mean on him not her. I love a full beard on some and then some… not so much. Mustache is the same. If it is trimmed neatly and kept clean, I love it. No straggly mess for me. 

Twitter: @blushingalyssa 
Blog/web page: 
Instagram:  @alyssabaileyromance   
Blushing Books: 

By Alyssa Bailey and Blushing Books: 
The O'Connor Series:

Liam & Jocelyn's Story

Ciaran and Katherine's Story

Quinlan and Cheyenne's Story

Kelli and Parker’s Story

Cián and Molly’s Story

Lords and Little Ladies Series:

Safe and Secure Series:
Saving Jessie (Book 2) Jan 2020

Clearwater Ranch Series 

Lone Wind Series:


Anthologies by assorted publishers
Heroes Undercover