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Sat Spankings Take 16

       

Hi Sat Spankers,

I am sharing a snippet from my newest release, A Well Placed Wish.

Blurb:

I lost everything, was shipped off to live with an aunt I barely knew, and was put to work cleaning her dilapidated antique shop.
And then, I met Callum.
Or should I say I released him?

I was a socialite with a strong sense of entitlement and a lot of anger.
He was a Dominant genie with a hard body and an even harder hand.
It could never work.
Could it?

 

Snippet:

Callum grinned. Widely. It was one of those cat that ate the canary type of grins. ” Your wish is my command.”

Before I knew it, the palms of my hands were pinned to the trunk of the nearest tree and I was bent forward at the waist. Trying to move proved fruitless, even my feet were planted making it impossible to straighten myself. “What the fuck? Let me go! What are you doing?”

His arms still crossed, he moved into my field of vision. “You have made a wish that you be treated in the manner in which you deserve. You, young lady, have displayed atrocious behavior since the moment we have met. Therefore, I am going to grant your wish and give you exactly what you deserve.”

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Libby Campbell is here with her newest release, Holding Cynthia

Holding Cynthia
(Romancing the Coast, book 2)

Cynthia has spent her entire life preparing for the future. Now he’s standing right in front of her.  ‘My name is Antony. You may call me sir.’

Author Interview:

Libraries or bookstores?

Both. I love my local library. I mean love it. At Christmas I take the librarians a bit box of chocolates to say thank you for their help. But I can’t resist stores either and Victoria BC has a few outstanding, independent bookshops. I have to talk sternly to myself before I go into them. A person has only so much shelf space after all.

Then there is Amazon. How great is it? I want to read a book? A minute later it’s on my Kindle. Magic!

If I love an ebook or a library book, I buy a print copy so I can have it to hold and cherish.

What genres do you write in?

This one – erotic fiction, which I love. It’s playful and fun but still challenges me to write well.

In the past, I’ve also had one YA book and one contemporary fiction novel published as well.

Do you like to outline or just dive right in when writing?

As a minimum, I draw a graph, outlining the acts, the change in the ordinary world, the halfway point, the crisis and the climax. Then I scribble all over it as my story builds.

Recently I’ve started collaborating on a time travel novel with another Blushing author. This has forced both of us to do a lot more outlining. We have an enormous spreadsheet with all our chapters outlines on it as well as ancillary spreadsheets that collect character details and research points.

 

Blurb:

Antony Jacobson first held Cynthia Donohue in his arms at a wintry December wedding. Four months later, the statuesque, silver-haired woman continues to haunt his thoughts.

Cynthia is about to move to the West Coast to be closer her daughter. As her plane touches down in her new city, she steels herself to cope on her own. When she finds Antony waiting at the arrivals gate, a wave of gratitude and desire floods through her.

A lifetime of independence hasn’t prepared Cynthia for a submissive role in a relationship. She craves love, romance, and someone to share sunsets. But deep down she believes her dreams are out of her reach. Worse, they are a betrayal of her feminist principles. That’s fine: indomitable, handsome Antony will wait.

She is tired and aching beyond all memory so Antony takes charge. Very quickly, he realizes there is something wrong, very wrong, with Cynthia’s health. He insists that she see a doctor.

She says he is overprotective. He agrees. He is also determined to look after her if she won’t look after herself. A trip over his knee shakes Cynthia to the core. In spite of herself she likes – she wants – this loving correction. More importantly, she agrees that he may be right about seeing a doctor.

Is Antony too much, too soon, or is he just what the doctor ordered?

Publishers’ note: Holding Cynthia is intended for adults only. Spanking and other sexual activities represented in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults. Tough stuff, but worth it. Nothing in this book should be interpreted as Blushing Books’ or the author’s advocating any non-consensual spanking activity or spanking of minors.

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Excerpt:

Antony opened his arms. “Come here.”

Cynthia tilted her head, not understanding what he wanted.

“Come. Sit on my knee for a bit, we’re going to have a little talk.”

She saw awkwardly on his left thigh and he responded by lifting her legs up, so they draped over the right arm of the chair. There was no choice but to put her arm around his neck for balance.

He bounced her a couple of times. “That’s nice, isn’t it?”

“It is.” She leaned into him, enjoying the softness of his beard rubbing her face.

“I’ve told you I’m going to spank you. How do you feel about that?”

“I haven’t been spanked since I was a little kid and even then it was just a couple of fast swats.” She shrugged. “I guess I’ll try anything once.”

“If you and I are going continue seeing each other, you’d better be prepared for it to happen on a regular basis. How long and hard the spankings are will depend entirely on you.”

She bent her head, hiding behind the curtain of her silver bob that draped in front of her face. “Really?”

“I’m a lover not a fighter,” he said, hugging her gently. “Spanking is a way of clearing the air between us. It keeps things on an even keel, relieves built up tension.”

“You mean your tension about what I do?”

“For the most part, yes. I’m not going to bullshit you. I’m going to be the leader in our relationship. You are an amazingly strong and capable woman. But you’re also stubborn and willful. You’ve been boss of your own life for so long, you think you you’re taking care of yourself, that you’re self-aware. But you’re not. You know some of the things that you’ve been doing like taking care of business, taking care of your mother, your daughter, your father. That’s not looking after yourself. That’s looking after community which is important.”

He held her a bit closer. “But you can’t look after anyone if you don’t look after yourself. Everything I’ve learned about you tells me your needs haven’t been looked after for a very long time. No one who is looking after themselves gets so exhausted they can’t manage a half hour walk. You need someone to watch over you. If you’ll let me, I’d like that to be me.”

She leaned into him, tired to the core, grateful just to be sitting on his lap. “I’d like it to be you, too. I think. I don’t know. I can’t imagine what it would be like to have someone telling me what to do all the time.”

“I’m not going to tell you what to do all the time. Not only are you too smart to need that, it would bore me too quickly to have to do it. I’m only going to take control when I can see that you’ve lost your way.”

He lifted her chin, meeting her eyes. “Does that sound fair?”

“Sure.” She brushed a lock of hair behind her ears.

“Do you know why I’m going to spank you today?”

Don’t miss these other great books from Libby Campbell and Blushing Books:

Seeing Ronnie.(Romancing the Coast, Book 1)

Simon in Charge – 3 book boxset, featuring:

Simon Says, Winning Sadie, and Sadie Says I Do.

Winning Sadie is also available as an audio book from Audible. Buy it here.

Libby Campbell, spanking writer and mischief maker

Libby Campbell writes in the bay window of her mock-Tudor home. Her muse is fueled by coffee, chocolate, and many cups of fragrant tea. Libby and her leading man share a love of hiking, beach walks, road trips, and an occasional night of dancing. They live in a leafy, seaside neighborhood on a rocky Canadian island.

Libby savors her evening bubble baths where she sings along to her favorite music, safe in the knowledge that no one can hear her. She loves all animals, but particularly small dogs with big attitudes and big ones who think they are lap dogs. A woman for all seasons, Libby is happy cuddling in front of a winter fire, watching a summer sunset, listening to birds in the spring, and walking in the autumn rain.

Optimistic by nature, Libby wants a solid HEA in her reading and her writing. She writes the stories she wants to read. To see what she’s working on now, or how she formed her earlier novels, visit her Pinterest boards where she pins pictures that inspire her characters and their worlds.

Connect with Libby Campbell on social media:

Visit her website and blog here: Libby Campbell

Find her on Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/Libby-Campbell-849543415164235/

Follow her on Twitter: @LibbyC26

Visit her Amazon author page: http://www.amazon.com/Libby-Campbell/e/B01B75CENW

Pinterest: https://nz.pinterest.com/libby3054/

Jennifer Bene is here with the last book in the Thalia series

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TYING THE KNOT
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“What does happily ever after look like after so much darkness?”

Blurb

What does happily ever after look like after so much darkness?

Over two years after the trauma of her kidnapping, and the auction that brought them together, Thalia and James are finally getting their happily ever after! Celebrating their love is a piece of wedding cake, but with the help of their wild and crazy friends from Purgatory, it’s destined to be a wedding day no one will forget.

A thrilling mix of kinky fun, laughter, surprises, and the same sexy heat you’ve come to expect from James and Thalia — Tying the Knot is the perfect conclusion to this series that has brought readers to the darkest of lows, and the highest of highs.

Now, it’s time for the light. It’s time to celebrate. It’s time to get married! 

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(Also available in Kindle Unlimited)

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 Excerpt:

“Ye okay?” Kalen asked as James tossed back the whisky in his glass, the large cube of ice rattling against the sides.

“Of course, why wouldn’t I be?” Reaching up, James tugged at his collar, undoing another button as a flush of heat made him start to sweat.

“Well, ye look like yer about to faint. Should I bring over a pillow for ye to swoon on?” With a grin, Kalen ignored the steady glare his old friend returned and simply poured another two fingers of whisky into the glass. “Talk to me.”

“I’m fine,” James insisted. Turning, he leaned back against the table to watch the other men running a game of poker. They were chatting quietly, circled around the coffee table in front of the sofa, random taunts and laughs cutting in and out of the buzz. He knew he should be sitting with them, playing cards as they waited for Thalia and the girls to be ready, but every time he sat down his entire body thrummed with the urge to move.

And drink.

Which, he promptly did.

Letting the gentle burn of the whisky Kalen had brought from Scotland settle in his stomach, he found himself fidgeting. Circling the ice in the glass, spinning it around, and around — until Kalen grabbed his arm.

The other man looked at him stolidly, releasing his arm to sigh. “I’d ask ye if ye were having second thoughts, but I’m pretty sure ye would hit me.”

A frisson of anger pulsed through his veins. “You would be right about that.”

“Then will ye just tell me what it is?” Kalen crossed his arms, stepping back towards the windows to force James to face him. “What do ye need, brother? Want to shout at me? Go for a walk? A fight to burn off some energy? I promise I won’t hit yer pretty face.”

“I do not want to fight you, Kalen, don’t be a bastard.” Stealing another drink, he shoved a hand through his hair and walked past the man to stare out the windows at the sprawling grounds. He felt, more than heard, his friend approach.

“Is it about the deal between you and Jake?” For once, Kalen managed to keep his voice hushed, and for that James was grateful, because he’d hit the nail on the head.

Setting his glass down on the table beside the radiator, he leaned on it, flattening his other palm to the surface just so he wouldn’t clench his fist again. The dark, half-moon shapes he’d dug into his hands earlier couldn’t be there when he was putting a ring on Thalia’s finger.

He needed to get his bloody head on straight.

“No update?” Kalen asked.

“No update.” Shaking his head, James growled low in his chest. “I finally agreed to let Peter and the damn security detail go after the wedding. She’s been begging me for months, telling me she just wants to feel normal, and — bloody hell — I want that for her too.”

“But?” Kalen prompted, keeping his eyes on the men playing cards.

“But the only reason I agreed was because Jake told me a year ago that he could handle it if I asked him to.” James tapped the glass on the table before lifting it to his lips for another long drink. The beginning of a haze was forming in his brain, which was foolish. He had to be sober today of all days, but the ache in his chest was like a slowly twisting piece of shrapnel.

A keepsake from their history that he wanted gone.

“So, what will ye do if Jake’s people can’t come through?” The question hung in the air between them, and James felt the shrapnel dig a little deeper.

Glancing over at his friend’s stoic profile, he knew Kalen wouldn’t judge him if he backed out on the deal he had made with Thalia. Kalen would understand his need to know she was safe… but what kind of start was that for a marriage?

She had been overjoyed when he’d finally relented, and he had done it gladly. Partly because he was tired of the little arguments the subject caused, but mostly because he could see how miserable she was. How much she resented being followed everywhere, having to check-in like a child before she made a move, constantly having to explain her detail to friends and employees.

And, as she had said, it was a constant reminder for her.

“I can’t break my promise.” James finally spoke, chasing the bitter words with another drink.

“I agree.” Kalen shrugged. “But ye can’t keep brooding on yer wedding day. Let it go, brother. It will all work out.”

 

Author Info

Jennifer Bene is an international bestselling author of erotic romance. She’s had #1 top-selling books in BDSM, Suspense, Thrillers, Action & Adventure, Fantasy, Science Fiction, and Horror. While she’s been writing for years, it’s always been the dark stuff that makes her tingly, so her books are full of aggressive alpha males, feisty women who may or may not have a submissive streak, and intense, psychological storylines. Don’t worry though, she also insists on having a nice little happily-ever-after! Because without the dark, we’d never appreciate the light.

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Ellie Master’s is here with the next episode in the Collective

Becoming His, Learning to Breathe: Part Two –
The Collective – Season 1, Episode 8

Murder! Mystery! Romance!
New Clues will take you one step closer to solving the mystery.

Deliciously Dark and Daring…

County Coroner, Sally Levenson, hasn’t dated since the death of her husband five years ago. Intelligent but shy, she’s hidden herself from the world. Her days are a never-ending cycle of eat, work, sleep, and repeat. She’s suffocating in the monotony of her life, until she meets Derek Lemark, a man whose money makes money, and who controls every aspect of his life.

Derek finds Sally captivating, intelligent, but shy. He opens doors to new possibilities and forbidden desires, but what he offers comes with a price. He’s given Sally a choice. Green opens doors to hidden desires, while Red ends everything.

Red or Green?

THE COLLECTIVE
We’ve set the stage, created the characters, and fashioned a world full of twists and turns. Now it’s your turn to sit back and immerse yourself in this incredible series. Each episode weaves the characters and storylines of ten standalone novels together to give you an epic crossover series. We’ve left you breadcrumbs, tidbits of information intertwined throughout our stories. Can you find them? Can you collect the clues we’ve left and become part of The Collective and solve the case?

Season One – No one is safe as a killer goes on a killing spree. Will The Collective stop him in time? Will you? Featured authors in order of appearance- Riley Edwards, Erin Trejo, Ellie Masters, Elias Raven, Chris Genovese, and Carver Pike.

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Jaye Peaches is here with her Strict Gentleman

A Strict Gentleman


Sir Henry, a strict gentleman, needs an obedient maid,
nothing more, until Kelly appears in his life.

Blurb:

Twenty-three-year-old Kelly Regan didn’t expect much excitement when she took a job as a curator at a historic estate, but upon encountering a beautiful, mysteriously powerful mirror she suddenly finds herself transported back to the Victorian era.

Kelly is intrigued by the estate’s owner, the handsome bachelor Sir Henry Yarlswood, and in order to learn more about life in his household she impersonates another woman and obtains a position as his maid. But Henry is not a man who tolerates dishonestly from his staff, and after her deception is discovered Kelly’s bottom is bared for a painful, embarrassing spanking.

The stern punishment only increases Kelly’s desire to know more about her handsome employer, but after she is caught snooping through his personal effects she soon finds herself stripped naked for an even more shameful chastisement. Despite her sore bottom, however, she is deeply aroused by Henry’s firm-handed dominance, and when he claims her properly his masterful lovemaking leaves her spent and satisfied. But will their blossoming romance be enough to keep her by his side, even if it means leaving her old life behind forever?

Publisher’s Note: A Strict Gentleman includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

BUY LINKS:

AMAZON

Excerpt

“Henry,” she stuttered. “I’ve come back.” She couldn’t think what else to say.

He rose to his feet and strode across the space between them, covering it so quickly she’d barely time to consider whether she should run from the room or hurry toward him. Within reach of her, he gripped her arms and drew her tight to his chest, lowered his mouth to hers and pressed a kiss on her lips.

The tension in her body skyrocketed as he moulded their mouths together, forcing her, with the passion of his welcome, to respond in kind. The embrace crushed her, she could hardly breathe through the lengthy kiss. Her hands were trapped between their bound bodies and she clutched at the loose shirt opening, clinging onto him as he displayed an untamed hunger for her.

What had happened in her absence? He knew something about the mirror, but what exactly and how had he discovered its purpose?

“Henry,” she mumbled through his kisses.

“Hush,” he said. “I want you. For this moment, that is all that matters.”

“But—”

“Hush,” he demanded again. He hooked his hand up her skirts and tore at the hem of her drawers.

Was he going to spank her? Punish her for leaving him?

“Henry, please,” she said, straining to speak because her mouth had gone dry with shock.

“I’ve waited for this day. This hour. Praying you would come back to me. And you have.” He spun her around, wrapped his arms under her bosom, across her pummelling heart and smothered her throat with kisses. The warmth of his body cradled her, and he slowed his onslaught, sighing deeply between the peppering touches of his moist lips. She started to relax.

Author Bio:

I’m an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!

When not writing, I’m busy spending time with her family, enjoying music, sometimes drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.

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Sat Spankings Take 15

       

Hi Sat Spankers,

Only 6 more days until A Well Placed Wish is released. If you have a moment please support my Thunderclap campaign. Thank you so much!

Thunderclap campaign link: http://thndr.me/p0E1Fm

Blurb:

I lost everything, was shipped off to live with an aunt I barely knew, and was put to work cleaning her dilapidated antique shop.
And then, I met Callum.
Or should I say I released him?

I was a socialite with a strong sense of entitlement and a lot of anger.
He was a Dominant genie with a hard body and an even harder hand.
It could never work.
Could it?

Snippet:

“You want more sweet girl?” he questioned.

“Oh yes please, Sir. Lots more.”

“Your wish is my command.”

I sat up in a panic. Sweat covered me from head to toe and my breathing was erratic. It was a panic attack. Looking around, I hoped to see I was still in Callum’s room. Hearing him say that phrase had frightened me into thinking I had accidentally spoken the forbidden words.

Coming July 21, 2017

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☆҉‿➹⁀Measha Stone is visiting with her new release☆҉‿➹⁀

Protecting His Runaway, Owned and Protected Book 2

He didn’t want to get involved, but then he found her.
And now he’ll do anything to protect her!

Blurb:

After she uncovers her wealthy father’s ties to a prominent Chicago crime family, twenty-four-year-old Addison St. Claire flees to a small town in Michigan where she hopes to start a new life. Things are not that simple, though, and she is quickly tracked down by a stern, handsome police detective who makes it clear that Addison will be coming with him whether she likes it or not.

Detective Trevor Stringer is none too pleased at being assigned to babysit a spoiled rich girl, but he is determined to keep Addison safe, even if that means taking her over his knee for a painful, humiliating bare-bottom spanking when her defiance puts her life at risk. Despite her protests, her body’s response to his bold dominance makes it obvious that Addison is in need of a firm-handed man to keep her in line, and before long she is begging Trevor to claim her properly.

Over the coming days, Addison learns what it means to belong to a man who will not hesitate to strip her bare and punish her thoroughly whenever he feels it necessary. Whether she is pleading desperately for the release she has been denied after a hard spanking or writhing with pleasure more intense than she can handle as she is brought to one shattering climax after another, Addison is left with no doubt that she has been mastered completely.  But when she discovers that Trevor has kept an important secret from her, will she ever be able to trust him again?

Publisher’s Note: Protecting His Runaway is a stand-alone book which is the second entry in the Owned and Protected series. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book

Excerpt

“Addison.” He took a calming breath and closed his eyes, not wanting to make out the curve of her breasts beneath the covers, or hear her soft breathing. “Go to sleep.”

“If you were there, that means…you’re a dominant?”

“Sleep. Now.” He inched closer to her.

“Just a top?”

He threw his hand over her midsection, pulling her to his body and nuzzling closer to her hair. The motel shampoo was heavily scented. It didn’t seem to fit on her. “Sleep.”

“You’re not embarrassed, are you?” The challenge in her voice poked his dominant side. She was teasing him. Could she be coaxing him into Topping her, at that moment?

“No, I’m not. I’m tired. And if you don’t shut your mouth, and go to sleep you’ll see how not embarrassed I am.” As a threat, it wasn’t much of one.

“Will you spank me, if I’m naughty?”

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Author Bio:

Measha Stone is an international bestselling author of erotic romance. She’s had #1 top-selling books in BDSM, and suspense. She lives in the western suburbs of Chicago with her husband and children, who are just as creative and crazy as her. Her vanilla writing has been published in numerous literary magazines, but she’s found her passion in erotic romance.

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Other Titles by Measha Stone

Owned and Protected Series
Protecting His Pet
Protecting His Runaway

Black Light Series

Valentine Roulette Book 3 (Anthology of 8 authors)
Cuffed, Book 5

Windy City Series

Hidden Heart
Secured Heart

Indebted Heart

Liberated Heart

 

 

 

 

Jack Crosby has stopped by with his new book The Electric Mile

The Electric Mile

Synopsis:

Ever wonder what happens inside a video game? I bet you never guessed something like this…

Ash Wilde (also known by his gamer handle of Vector) doesn’t have the greatest of lives. Besides being a homeless high school dropout, he doesn’t even have enough money to buy a burrito. Don’t worry though, things will get better for him. You see, as one of the world’s greatest gamers, he’s about to get up close and personal with the world of The Electric Mile, the rage of players everywhere. What’s so great about this game? No one’s beaten it, yet.

Once he gets pulled into the game’s master file, he’s living inside the game in real time. Ash soon discovers there’s a lot more to The Electric Mile than anyone realizes. With the assistance of some busty beauties, Ash decides to help everyone by beating the game from the inside. What follows is a crazy, action packed, naughty adventure that answers one very important question: Can anyone survive The Electric Mile?

*Warning, The Electric Mile: Neon Underground Edition contains a lot of sex, spankings, descriptive battle scenes, and terrible puns. You’ve been warned.

Buy Link: Amazon

Excerpt:

My life wasn’t nearly as exciting as what was currently going on, but I did my best to fill her in. I told her about the garage I lived in and even that my real name wasn’t Vector, that it was Ash Wilde. When she heard that she squealed with joy. “Does Ali even know you’re outside name?”

I’m sure she did if we’d been connected as she told me. “If she does, she doesn’t use it. She only refers to me by my gamer handle of Vector.”

“Then allow me to use it, Ash.” There was something very seductive about her smile. “It’s been a long time since I talked to someone as interesting as you.”

Ira got even closer to me, her massive chest pressed up against me. It was very hot and erotic. “Well you seem like a very cool girl.”

In one swift motion, she pulled her shirt over her head. In a flash, her hand undid the bra that held those mammoth globes in place and they flopped down, landing on my shoulder and arm. For the second time since coming to this world, I was in a spot where my mind wasn’t thinking clearly. And in a good way. I bit down on that big nipple that was lying there, waiting to be taken.

She let out a soft moan and I did the same to the other. Soon I was working both of them, rapid back and forth motions trying to keep pace. Her hand reached down and felt my hard-on through my jeans. She unzipped them and pulled it out of the boxers holding it. She began to stroke it so fast that in no time, I was cumming all over her skirt.

Before I could apologize, she did something so hot that I was back in the game. She wiped it up with her finger and plunged that digit into her pussy. The moan that escaped her lips was the perfect amount of pleasure and tease. Her hand hadn’t let go of me, so it began to fill her fingers once again as it hardened back up.

“That was a very naughty boy. Don’t waste this precious stuff on my skirt when you can put it in here.” She guided my hard love member into her already wet folds. I slid right in like I’d been meant to fit in there.

Half standing and half leaning, Ira was in total control from this angle. Her heels made this the perfect height for our little romp and she was having the time of her life. With each thrust downward, her eyes got a little bigger, rewarding me for getting hard quickly again. I looked down and saw a nice tuft of blonde hair around the lips. I loved girls with some hair.

I felt a twitch in my leg. It was coming on fast. “I hate… to ask… but is it safe… to cum inside?”

“I don’t knoooow,” she half moaned in my ear. “Do it anyways.”

Her throaty voice made the choice an easy one. If there were to be consequences, damn them. I arched my back a bit and felt the rising tide about to erupt from my erection. As soon as it did, her vaginal walls began milking my cock for all they were worth. Cumming inside of her felt so good, like this was a vagina meant for me.

The moment we both finished, I slumped over, tired from all the exertion of the day. I was still inside her as she ran her hand over my eyes and whispered, “Sleep well, Ash. We still have a lot of time left to play.”

 

About Jack:

Hey, I’m Jack – freelance IT guy, bacon lover, and beer drinker. I’m also an author, probably the real reason you’re interested in me. I like my books dirty, full of action, and have never said no to a bad pun in my life. My newest book, The Electric Mile: Neon Underground Edition has just been released with Baronet Press!

The rest of my library includes – Demons in D.C., In the Nyx of Time, and the Crazy Guy’s Guide to Bacon.

Links:

https://www.amazon.com/Electric-Mile-Neon-Underground-ebook/dp/B073JTQHL1/

http://grimmsreapers.blogspot.com

http://www.baronetpress.com

☆ ☆ ☆ ☆Sharing Backstage with Paige Parsons☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

Sharing Backstage

Only the thought of one man put her stomach in knots, Lucas.

Blurb:

What happens when the girl who runs from everything finally decides to stay put?

Harper Harrison is an accomplished, independent, and vibrant young woman. As a freelance production stage manager, she’s no stranger to being in charge. She knows how to get the impossible done, even if she has to take a few shortcuts for the sake of theatre magic. She has one fatal flaw, though. When things get complicated, uncomfortable, or she even thinks they might go wrong, especially in her personal life, she bolts.

Lucas Mason is a fellow freelancer, and when they work the same show, sparks fly. They share a love of the stage and high stakes sex. They’ve christened nearly every location backstage unashamedly, but Harper wants more. Lucas makes every effort to keep her at arm’s length. He blames it on their crazy schedules, but Harper believes something more is going on.

They reconnect after an extended break and Harper is shocked to find out that Lucas is now her boss. He has a dominant streak that he isn’t afraid to display, and she isn’t a fan. Answering to Lucas takes more than a little getting used to, and after a trip or two over his knee, she decides that maybe a relationship with him is more than she bargained for, after all.

Harper leaves town to chase her Broadway dream and to take comfort in the familiarity of her ex-boyfriend. New York isn’t home, though, and Harper has to face the truth of her situation. The easygoing man she’s with isn’t the one she wants or needs. Lucas is three thousand miles away, and he has no intention of chasing her.

To have the life she wants, Harper will need to face all of her demons, confess her transgressions, and accept her punishment. It’s the only way they’ll ever find themselves sharing backstage again.

Publisher’s Note: This work contains depictions of adult sexual activity and adult domestic discipline. If you would rather not be exposed to such topics, please don’t read this book.

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Excerpt:

“Hopefully the memory of this spanking will better help you control your impulses and reflexes.”
“¡Ay! Tómalo con calma. Sí, papi!”
She wasn’t even close to tears, but these spanks packed a lot more power than what she’d been getting in passing. There was no doubt he meant business. It wasn’t that she didn’t take him seriously before, but now it felt like he was drawing his own hard line. Focused in on the searing happening on her backside, Harper became acutely aware of the sound. Lucas had stopped lecturing, and now the only audio vibrating off the walls were her cries and the sound of flesh on flesh impact. Her subconscious was having its own internal dialogue now.

It was just an impulse, right? She didn’t have some sort of impaired psyche that really wanted to feel what a serious punishment would be like, did she?

Lucas tapped her hip so she would lift a little for him to get her pajama bottoms and panties down. The girl hardly kept clothes on in the house and only ever slept in tank tops and panties, but he guessed self-preservation had kicked in and motivated her to slip on his old University of Arizona flannel bottoms. If he weren’t about to redden her backside, for scaring a year off his life, he’d have appreciated the look more. She had to wear them cuffed at the top and bottom to get around in them, but she loved them and looked adorable on the rare cold Arizona night.

Harper reached back in a futile attempt at impeding his clothing removal process. That sting was pretty powerful through her clothes, and she didn’t want to gain any knowledge of how painful it might be without them.

“I promise I will start from scratch, Harper if you don’t get those hands back in front of you.”

Author Bio:
Paige Parsons is a creative Joan of all Trades, with her first love being theatre. Now living and working in Japan, Paige, a native New Yorker, has always loved the world of make believe. Whether reading, writing or performing she loves a good story.

She holds an undergraduate degree in Communications-Broadcast Journalism/English-Creative Writing, a graduate degree in Elementary Education, and is ABD for her doctorate in Education-Brain Research.

Having spent the last 25 years collecting stories around the stage as an actress, stage manager, and production manager, it is no surprise that Paige loves to tell stories, read stories, and put stories up on the stage.

 

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