Sunday, August 30, 2015

Techniques in Distraction~ Six of the Best


Happy Sunday! It's my first week joining Six of the Best, where authors get together and share six paragraphs of a story with their readers.

Today I have a juicy snippet from my soon to be released BDSM romance Cherished. If you read my recent release Mastered, you might recognize Serena. She was a small side character in that book, but now I've given her her own story.

In this scene, Serena has found herself in a bit of trouble with her Dom. She's attempting to get herself out of it by distracting him... with her oral skills. She only ends up digging herself deeper, though.

Alex grunted and hissed a curse. She was bringing out her A-game. She smiled to herself that she could bring him to his knees like this. Well, technically she was on her knees, but she was definitely the one in control. As Alex moaned, she moaned in return, sending a humming vibration over his cock. She closed her eyes and imagined his hands all over her body. He tightened his hold in her hair, making her scalp prickle, but she breathed through her nose and continued on. 

She imagined Alex pulling her off of her knees. In her fantasy he laid her back across the leather ottoman, the same one where he had laid he cane. He pushed her legs open and tore her panties off. Just ripped them straight down the middle. Then he thrusted into her with such a ferocity she had to hold onto his forearms just to keep herself in place. Her moans deepened and she wrapped one hand around the base of his cock. Pumping while she sucked, she slid her other hand under the front of her dress.

Placing two fingers over the gusset of her panties she pressed down. She wasn’t really playing with herself. Opening her eyes, she glanced up. Alex was way too involved in what she was doing to him to notice. She edged a finger up and slipped down the front of her panties. The instant she made direct contact with her pussy lips her body jerked. Alex pushed her head down against him, he must have felt her distraction. She spent a few seconds giving him her undivided attention, getting him back to the edge of orgasm, and then she delved her fingers deeper. She trailed a finger over her clit, passing over it lightly as she caressed her own silken slit. Pressing her fingers against herself, she listed her hips to the side, bringing her thighs together and crushing her hand.

Drawing back she flicked her tongue over Alex’s tip again. He grunted at the loss of her mouth on him. Glancing down his eyes widened. “Are you playing with yourself?” His heavy lidded gaze fled as he looked at her incredulously.

“You’re making me so hot,” she pouted, arching her back and trying to appeal to him. Alex forbade her from playing with herself and made her beg to come. She had thought she was into edging and orgasm denial until it became her everyday life.

He rose to his feet, forcing her to sit back on her heels to give him room. “Give me your hands,” he demanded. 

Cherished, coming soon!

Serena's landed herself the perfect man. He's wealthy, powerful, and an unrelenting Dom. Everything a smart girl with a penchant for kink could want. But a year into their relationship and she's doubting what they really have together. When she confronts him, she's devastated to discover she had the wrong idea from the beginning. 

Ethan is back in town to help out his friend manage his BDSM club. The short respite from his life across the country is just the break he needed. But when his troubles end up following him, things become even more complicated than before.

When Serena and Ethan meet, it isn't perfect timing. Serena finds it hard to trust again, but then Ethan shows her what it's like to be cherished. Can they let go of their baggage long enough to find real happiness? Or will their complicated past relationships catch up with them?

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Saturday, August 29, 2015

It Ain't Over Yet... ~ Saturday Spankings




Welcome back to Saturday Spankings! I'm continuing on with the same scene from Mastered, my BDSM menage romance. Hailey's getting her first spanking. And she has gotten the idea that it's over. Tom has her over his knee, while Adam observes. Tom has just paused to make sure she's holding up okay, but realizes Hailey believes she's finished, this is what happens:

He heard a faint sigh escape her lips and from the corner of his eye, he saw Adam smile. It was a sadistic smile because Adam suspected the same as him. Hailey wrongfully assumed she had survived her punishment. True, he was building slowly, easing her into it as it was her first time, but a part of him maybe liked toying with her. He was a bastard.
"Are you holding up okay?" he asked as he squeezed one of her cheeks in his hand.
"Yes, sir," she murmured, as she looked back at him with a heavy-lidded gaze.
"Good, you're doing well so far. Remember to mind your hands," he said, not waiting for a response, but enjoying the way her eyes widened before he started up again. 



Hailey needs money fast, and will do anything to get it. Even lie on her application to enter an auction at Fetishes, a BDSM club. 

One weekend. 

She'll get the money she needs and anything else will be a bonus. She can handle one Dom for a weekend...except she ends up with one Dom too many.

Tom's reluctant to get himself back into the BDSM scene since his failed marriage. Adam loves his carefree life—nothing tying him down or keeping him in the same place for too long. Neither of them are looking for a relationship. But then wide-eyed Hailey shows up and proves to be a temptation that neither of them can pass up. They offer her an introduction to the lifestyle, and they intend to show her what it's like to be a trained submissive. 

It's just one weekend...

The lines between fantasy and reality become blurred and soon Hailey fears she'll only end up with a broken heart. When she disappears, can these two Dominant men admit their true feelings for her?

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Tuesday, August 25, 2015

"Do You Need Me Now, Sir?"~~ WIP It Up Wednesday



I am back on WIP it Up!! This is actually an honest WIP. It is almost edited and should be published within the next few weeks! I think I'm calling it Cherished and if you read my last book, Mastered, this one is about Hailey's friend Serena who was briefly mentioned in the book.
It is a BDSM romance with some spanking and other fun things! Here's a little tasty taste for you today:

“I called you, twice,” Alex started. “There are rules for a reason.”
Glancing up at him she caught his creased forehead. Rules, again with his rules. She clenched her teeth.
His eyes narrowed and his jaw twitched. “I texted you and told you where I was,” she appealed. She had. It pissed her off that he kept calling her, it was more than twice, but she wasn’t trying to get him mad at her. She hadn’t wanted this in her day.
“A text,” he said, unlacing his fingers and bringing his elbows to his knees to lean closer to her. “Is that all I deserve? A text?”
Serena fought the urge to roll her eyes. Sometimes she wasn’t sure if he was for real. Was this all a part of the “Dom act”? A reason to act like a dick and punish her? Because, really? “I was in a fitting room. I was shopping,” she answered with more than a hint of exasperation.
“Watch your tone,” he snapped.
Oh, for god’s sake.
“I’m sorry, sir. I guess I just don’t understand what it is you wanted. I responded to your call and I called you as soon as I got back to my apartment.” He’d already been there to fetch her, so it hadn’t mattered anyway. But she refused to be chastised like an errant child for having a fucking life.
“We’ve been over this,” he said with a sigh as if she were a hopeless case. “I should have been made aware of your plans before you went out. What if I had needed you?”
Needed her for what? She’d been in this position before, it was useless to argue. She was never right.
“And last night, how late were you at the dance studio? You know what time you’re expected to be home,” he went on.
Another rule. Another reason for her to be in trouble. Eyeing the cane he had laid across the ottoman she tensed her buttocks. She was tired and her nerves were frayed, she could do with a spanking, but the cane seemed like a harsh choice today. Knowing she’d never be able to talk herself out of this situation, she spurred into action.
Coming straight up on her knees she boldly looked him in the eye and tried her best at sultry. Cocking her head to the side she raised her hand and trailed a finger down the front of his pant leg. “Do you need me now, sir?” she asked in a husky whisper.

Alex’s eyes widened. He would say she manipulated him. In fact, he probably would complain and punish her—later. But as soon as she saw his eyes darken she knew she had him.

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Saturday, August 22, 2015

A Bare Bottom Spanking for Hailey~ Saturday Spankings




Welcome back to Saturday Spankings! I am back with more from Mastered, my BDSM menage romance. I've been teasing you for weeks with the lead up to Hailey's spanking and now she is finally getting spanked!

"If you get to a point where you think you need help, I'll hold your hands for you," he said, breaking the trance Hailey had entered.
She met his eyes and assured him that she understood.
Raising his hand from where it rested on her naked backside, he let it fall back down in a hard slap. She jerked against him but otherwise made no noise or movement. Lifting his hand again, he treated her opposite cheek to the same treatment. He found a rhythm switching from side to side, quickly turning her complexion from a milky white to a rosy pink. She tensed after each slap, quickly unclenching after a few moments. Once her entire backside was colored, he paused to rub his hand over her ass, liking the warmth it emitted.




Hailey needs money fast, and will do anything to get it. Even lie on her application to enter an auction at Fetishes, a BDSM club. 

One weekend. 

She'll get the money she needs and anything else will be a bonus. She can handle one Dom for a weekend...except she ends up with one Dom too many.

Tom's reluctant to get himself back into the BDSM scene since his failed marriage. Adam loves his carefree life—nothing tying him down or keeping him in the same place for too long. Neither of them are looking for a relationship. But then wide-eyed Hailey shows up and proves to be a temptation that neither of them can pass up. They offer her an introduction to the lifestyle, and they intend to show her what it's like to be a trained submissive. 

It's just one weekend...

The lines between fantasy and reality become blurred and soon Hailey fears she'll only end up with a broken heart. When she disappears, can these two Dominant men admit their true feelings for her?

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Friday, August 21, 2015

Renee Rose's Smexy New Stepbrother Romance!!!

I have Renee Rose visiting today! Her new book Stepbrother's Rules is available in the box set Correcting the Coeds. I already got to read this story and let me tell you, it is hot! Brad is a yummy stepbrother and he's so sweet with LuAnn.

I love the idea of spanking romances set in the 1950's. I can't wait to read the rest of these stories. But for now, here is Renee with an excerpt!

Hi Casey,  

Thanks so much for hosting the Pink Ladies today with our 1950’s college spank-set.  I’m giving you one of my smexiest scenes here. Warning:  it involves baby oil. 

I feel like the nature-mama in me has to make a total disclaimer.  While yes, my husband has purchased and used baby oil on me, I am officially not a fan of petroleum-based oils on body parts, and would far prefer something edible like coconut oil.  I only used baby oil for this story because I figured they didn’t know about not using petroleum based products on body parts back in 1957.  Okay, that aside, let’s move onto the smutty stuff…

LuAnn couldn’t breathe. She didn’t know what kind of game Brad was playing with her, but she didn’t want it ever to end. Her entire body vibrated with desire.

Why would he undress her, shave her, and take her to his bed, but not have sex with her? She couldn’t understand it. He had picked up a bottle of something from his nightstand and squirted some kind of liquid in his hand. 

“Lie back, mouse,” he said, his voice sounding deeper than normal. His eyes had darkened, appearing midnight blue now instead of their usual ocean. 

She eased back onto her elbows, watching his movements.

“This is baby oil.” He tipped the bottle and dribbled some on her tummy. Her muscles jerked and quivered at the sensation. 

Brad grasped her wrists, pulling her forearms away from covering her breasts and pinning them over her head. With his other hand, he began to massage the oil into her skin, his hand hot against her flesh, searing her with his caresses.

She bit her lips to keep from moaning, closing her eyes. Her entire body trembled, and not just from nerves. Something in her inner core clenched and released. 

He coated her breasts with the oil, circling around her nipples and squeezing them into stiff peaks. Stroking down her side, he rubbed around her flank, his fingertips sliding underneath her to cup her bottom. 

She sighed, waves of pleasure cascading through her. 

He dragged his hand down her thigh, rounded over her knee, then slid up between her legs.

She inhaled sharply, squeezing her thighs together.

He made a tsking sound. “Open for Daddy, mouse. I want to make you feel good tonight.”

For some reason, tears pricked her eyes. Not because she didn’t want him to touch her, but just from the sheer intensity of her emotions—embarrassment and desire tangled up in the shock of her first intimacy with a man. 

“Are you scared, mouse?” 

She shook her head.

“I won’t hurt you, I promise. You can trust me.”

She did trust him and if she was afraid, it was only of falling madly in love with a man she was pretty sure she couldn’t have. But that was no reason to deny this moment. She relaxed her gripping muscles, allowing him to slide higher, closer and closer to her pulsing sex. 

The moment he touched her there, a jolt of electricity ran through her and her bottom popped off the bed.

“Shh.” He stroked a finger along her honeyed slit. 





Correcting the Coeds
The 1950s…when men were men, and women were spanked. Featuring four brand new novellas: 

A Husband for Betty by Sue Lyndon 
When Betty is sent to her college advisor on a disciplinary matter, she doesn’t expect Dr. David Bauer to scold her, make her stand in the corner, and propose marriage all within the hour. Yet that’s exactly what happens, and out of desperation to escape her family’s influence, the young coed finds herself saying yes to the handsome widower. 

David is a strict man who has no compunction about baring his wife’s bottom for a sound spanking, but he’s also patient and caring. Betty feels blessed to be his wife, but she worries he views their union as nothing more than a marriage of convenience. Will he ever truly love her, and how will he react to the shameful secret she’s been keeping about her past? 

Back to Her Future by Celeste Jones 
To keep peace with her roommate, Astrid agrees to try her time travel app, never imagining that this would be the one time Margo invented something that worked. In an instant, Astrid is transported to 1956 and the dorm room of Richard "Dick" Johnson—Eagle Scout, straight arrow, spanker. 

Dick Johnson has never met a girl like Astrid. Just because she says she's an exchange student from Canada doesn't mean she can flaunt the rules of proper ladylike behavior and he intends to help her understand American ways, even if the lessons are taught across his lap. Astrid is charmed, and turned on, by Richard's old-fashioned ways, but she knows he'll never understand if she tells him the truth. When the time comes for Astrid to return to 2016, will she be able to go Back To Her Future? 

This book contains spanking, hip 50s slang, and some mocking of Canada. If such things offend you, please do not buy this book, eh? 

Educating His Bride by Cara Bristol 
Never much interested in her studies, Margaret Atwater attends college hoping to graduate with an Mrs. degree instead of a bachelor’s. When she catches the eye of English Professor Henry Thurston, she’s thrilled to marry him, drop out of school, and begin a new life as a married woman and faculty wife. However, Henry is a kinky man who has much to teach his eager young bride—in, and out, of the bedroom. As Mrs. Henry Thurston, Margaret’s education has just begun. 

Stepbrother’s Rules
LuAnn’s had a crush on her older, rebellious stepbrother since the year he lived with them—his last year of high school. Now, four weeks before graduating from Sarah Wharton Women’s College, she’s been kicked out for having boys in her dormitory, and he’s the one who shows up to collect her. With her parents away in Europe, he brings her to his place, because leaving a young woman unchaperoned isn’t done in 1957.

Brad makes it clear she is not to emulate the wild behavior of his youth, and he starts things out with a long, bare-bottomed punishment. Soon, though, he discovers his stepsister is all grown up, and having her under his authority makes her a temptation too delicious to resist. Before long, he’s strayed way past what is acceptable, turning her into his little girl and bringing her to the peaks of pleasure during her numerous punishments.

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Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, Renee Rose is a naughty wordsmith who writes romance novels centered around her favorite kink: spanking. She has won Spanking Romance Reviews' Best Historical Romance, is often found on the list of Amazon's Top 100 Erotic Authors and is a regular columnist for Write Sex Right. She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams. 



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Thursday, August 20, 2015

"I Spank with My Right." A Reminder from the Duke~ Jaye Peaches is Here!!

I have Jaye over today and she's talking about her new Regency that just released. You know I have a soft spot for historical romances. I'm delighted to have her over today and she also brought us an excerpt!

Hello Casey.  Thank you for hosting me today. I’ve brought along Sophia, from my latest book, Sophia and the Duke, which is about a widowed duchess who is very proud of her upbringing. Unfortunately, she’s rather disappointed that the new duke, who had lived for several years as a fur trapper in Canada, had refused to dance at a ball. He’s a little rusty and she’s been helping him. She must behave and not be rude to him, as it will cost her a penalty, as he likes to remind her.

She watched Nathanial try out each of the moves and was surprised to see he was lighter on his feet than she imagined. Not a heavy man, but tall and muscular, he had the ability to hold his body in line, unlike some men who swayed from side to side when they hopped.

They faced each other across the vast ballroom of Attingham. The wooden boards shone with polish, gigantic portraits and gilt mirrors hung from the walls, while above their heads the painted ceiling portrayed a lost time of myths and legends, which involved a large number of naked people. Sophia averted her eyes and kept them on the rather splendid figure of Nathanial.

He wore shoes, dusty coloured breeches, and a shirt. She’d given up on expecting him to wear jackets indoors or cravats, and even footwear. When they were alone, his outer clothing disassembled with speed and she often find items lying about the various rooms, discarded and forgotten.

“Let’s refresh your memory of the chasse step. It’s a travelling movement.”

He pursed his lips and shrugged. “I vaguely remember it.”

She clapped her hands together, chiming a beat for them to follow. “Like this: left foot forwards, take the weight, right foot follows with a light skip and it never takes the lead, always the left foot…” She halted halfway across the floor. A smirking Nathanial hadn’t moved. “What?” she snapped, planting her hands on her hips. “Was I not clear?”

“You led with your right, not your left.” He pointed at her feet.

“No, I did not.” She glared back and returned to her starting point. “See, I extend my left foot…What!” she shrilled, as Nathanial doubled up with laughter.

He came back up, grinning from ear to ear. “That, my dear, is your right foot. How can you have possibly have learnt to dance without knowing your left from right?”

“I… I copied what the others did. I’ve not had to instruct another before now.” She held out her hand. “This is my right hand, yes?”

Nathanial walked around her and approached from behind. He slid his palm down her arm, caressing the bared skin of her forearm, sending ripples of shivers down her spine, until he captured her outstretched wrist. “Let me help you remember. This is the hand I spanked your bottom with—my right hand.”

She gasped, mortified. “Nathanial, don’t, please. You’re embarrassing me,” she whispered. They were alone, but servants always lurked nearby, ready to spring into action if summoned.

“There is no need to feel embarrassed. I’m sure the memory of that evening will help you recall I spank with my right. So this,” he waved her arm up and down, “is your right side, including your foot.” He swung the arm out to the side and then swooped it back, mimicking the way he’d spanked her.

“This is not helping. You’re distracting me. You wanted to learn to dance, why after all these weeks you want to know now—”

He pressed into her back and kissed her neck, tickling her at first, then making his attentions firmer and using the full form of his mouth. Sophia sighed, unable to finish her sentence. She felt it, the hardness in his breeches and the stiff rod poked her bottom through her dress. She couldn’t resist leaning back into his arms, allowing him to gather her closer. “Oh, gracious,” she murmured, panting, aware of her sex and its ache for fulfilment.





Blurb

After the passing of her husband, the elderly Duke of Brockenhurst, twenty-two-year-old Sophia chafes at her family’s expectations during her lengthy mourning period. When she is free to re-emerge in society at last, at her grandmother’s insistence she entertains the courtship of Nathaniel Hartwell, a distant cousin of the old duke and the man next in line for the title.

To her shock, Sophia learns that Nathaniel has spent the last eight years living as a trapper and fur trader in the mountains of Canada, isolating himself from the world after the tragic death of the woman he loved. Though he is a rough, uncivilised man, his devilishly handsome looks and commanding presence excite her in a way nothing ever has before.

Sophia sets out to transform the new duke into someone suitable for polite society, but when her comments become disrespectful and mocking Nathaniel takes issue with her behaviour. Almost before she knows it, she is over his lap and her aristocratic bottom has been bared for a sound spanking.

Knowing that it is the right choice for all concerned, Nathaniel asks her to be his wife, but despite the fact that their marriage begins as one of convenience he is determined to show Sophia the intense pleasure a strong man’s dominant lovemaking can bring her. Though her spoiled attitude occasionally earns her a bright red, well-spanked bottom, as the weeks pass her desire for him grows ever stronger. But can love truly bridge the gulf between people from such different worlds?

Publisher’s Note: Sophia and the Duke is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Exploring the world of BDSM and romantic kinky lifestyles has been a passion of Jaye Peaches - to portray the desires beyond the erotic sexual encounters and unearth the personalities that lie beneath. Having written short stories and read many books, she issued a challenge to herself and decided to write her own novels of Domination and submission. By exploring the issues in a fictional context, whether in the bedroom or 24/7, now or in the past, she hopes to show how loving and fulfilling such relationships can be to those involved.

When not writing, Jaye is busy spending time with her family, enjoying music, sometimes composing or drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.

Jaye lives in NW England.

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Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Respect and Trust... and Dirty, Dirty Sex

It's not a bad thing to be respected. In fact, as women in today's society we should expect to be respected. We should not be looked upon as lesser or weaker, or not as deserving.

That is, unless we want to. 

Really, I am talking about this in a sexual way. But even so, I don't feel like I should be using the word "respected". If you like being the submissive partner or the bottom in your relationship, you should still be respected, so that isn't really what I mean.

Let me start at the beginning of my thought process. I was speaking with a few acquaintances at a party. I started talking to one woman about her current boyfriend. She described him as respectful. But she said it in a way that made you think he had foot fungus or genital warts. She scrunched up her face and said, "Tom is very respectful." And then she rolled her eyes.

Me and the other woman we were talking to let that sink in a moment. Then we were like, "What?"

"You know, like, in bed."

Immediately we understood what she meant. She didn't want him to be so nice. Maybe she wanted it a little rough. Maybe she needed it a little dirtier. But the thing was, she didn't feel like she was getting what she wanted. He's a great guy, she assured us, but this part was lacking for her and she seemed resigned. She either stays with great guy and has lackluster 'respectful' sex, or she can explore her options.

"Did you tell him what you wanted?" This seemed like a no-brainer to me. I am a girl who's husband previously thought she was prude about everything and now we are having amazingly kinky sex. But sometimes I forget what a big leap that was.

She looked horrified at this prospect. But then the other woman we were talking to piped up. "Oh yeah, you can make them stop that."

I nodded my head in agreement. I wasn't about to divulge all of our kinky secrets, but I could let her know enough that I was getting the sex I craved.

She looked back at us with wide-eyes. "What do you mean?"

"Well, Drew and I have been married for three years and I just convinced him to choke me."

I nearly spit my drink out, she said this so matter of factly that it made me want to cheer. Having been in her position and accidentally over-shared once or twice while under the influence, I didn't want her to feel alone. So I agreed and said that if you keep asking for what you want then your significant other might surprise you.

She looked skeptical. 

"Email him the dirty things you want him to do to you," I helpfully supplied. I told her that sometimes, especially in the beginning, I would email Mr. McKay even if we were sitting in the same room. Okay, sure, if I am wanting to do kinky things I should be able to say them out loud. But sometimes it's hard, especially when you are just bringing them up. Even when you love someone (especially when you love someone) the fear of rejection and ridicule can be crippling. 

You don't want to be laughed at or called a freak. Hopefully, if you are in a committed and trusting relationship this won't be an issue. I jumped in with both feet. I told my husband of a year (who also happened to be my friend for more than ten years) that I wanted him to spank me. That I couldn't live my entire life having the kind of sex we were having. It was scary. But it turned out great. 

It all comes down to trust. I trust this man with my heart. I trust him with my car and our finances. I trust him to feed our cats and not dry my bras when he's on laundry duty. I trust him with all of these every day things, why would I be scared about trusting him with my sexual desires?

Should you date or even marry someone who doesn't respect you? No. But is it so hard to trust someone to respect you enough to call you a slut in the bedroom? I don't think so. 



Saturday, August 15, 2015

#MySexySaturday, My TWO Sexy Boyfriends


This is my first time joining My Sexy Saturday. When I saw the theme this week was "My Sexy Boyfriend", I thought, hmm, I have a few of those!

The rules are to share 7 words, sentences, or paragraphs about this week's theme. 

I have 7 paragraphs from my new release Mastered. Hailey's one off weekend with two sexy Doms seems to be evolving quickly. She may just end up with two sexy boyfriends. But Tom, Hailey, and Adam already know their relationship may not be everyone's ideal.

She sat across from him now at an outdoor table. She licked her ice cream cone and giggled as chocolate dripped down the side and onto her fingers. Switching the cone to her other hand she reached for a napkin but Tom caught her wrist and leaned his head down to lick the melted drips. 

Her giggle became gales of laughter as he slid his tongue between her fingers. She looked to the side, her face coloring before she pulled her hand back.

Tom let her go and followed her gaze. An older couple occupied the table beside them, they openly stared and whispered as Adam kept his arm draped over Hailey's shoulder. This felt natural to him: the three of them. He recognized that it was unconventional and probably something they would have to discuss if they had any chance of making it long term.

His chest ached. He needed this to be long term. They'd spent the day frolicking on the sand and playing games in the arcade. He and Adam impressed her with their skee ball skills. At least she had seemed impressed before she stopped holding back and trounced them.

Did he want to mar the day with a serious discussion?

"Are you going to tell us what was going on earlier?" Adam broke the silence.

"This has been the best day. The best weekend," she said, burrowing into the crook of Adam's arm, she reached her hand across the table, no longer aware of judgmental eyes. Tom took her hand. "Let's just have this. Right now."





Hailey needs money fast, and will do anything to get it. Even lie on her application to enter an auction at Fetishes, a BDSM club. 

One weekend. 

She'll get the money she needs and anything else will be a bonus. She can handle one Dom for a weekend...except she ends up with one Dom too many.

Tom's reluctant to get himself back into the BDSM scene since his failed marriage. Adam loves his carefree life—nothing tying him down or keeping him in the same place for too long. Neither of them are looking for a relationship. But then wide-eyed Hailey shows up and proves to be a temptation that neither of them can pass up. They offer her an introduction to the lifestyle, and they intend to show her what it's like to be a trained submissive. 

It's just one weekend...

The lines between fantasy and reality become blurred and soon Hailey fears she'll only end up with a broken heart. When she disappears, can these two Dominant men admit their true feelings for her?

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Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Ashe Barker Interviews and Shares!

I have Ashe Barker taking over today. She brought along a special guest and a little excerpt from her new book!

Hi Casey, and thank you for inviting me over today to share a little from my latest release, A Scandalous Arrangement. It’s great to be back.

I thought it might be a nice opportunity to get to know Victoria Wynne a little better. Victoria is my heroine from the story, and I tracked her down in her office to I fire some finely honed questions at her. Here’s what she had to say…

Me: Thank you for chatting to me today, Miss Wynne. Tell me, what impression do you make on people when they first meet you?

Victoria: I believe I may be quite intimidating to business associates, and that is intentional. Many men fail to take a woman in business seriously. I set out to prove them wrong. With my family and close friends it’s different though. Or, I hope it is.

Me: What impression did you make on Adam?

Victoria: I suppose he must have liked me, and he was willing to enter into a business arrangement with me so that proves he respected me. I think.

Me: Your arrangement was anything but business-like though, was it not?

Victoria: As it turned out, yes. Though I do not regret anything I did. Nor does Adam, I’m sure.

Me: What are you most proud of in your life?

Victoria: My mill, I suppose. I worked hard to build the business, and even harder to keep it. I employ people, they depend on me and I work hard not to let them down.

Me: What about on a personal level?

Victoria: My family, without doubt. But also, my little school I suppose. It offers a chance to children from working class families, especially the girls. I offer them the chance of a good education, and decent employment.

Me: Is that important to you?

Victoria: Yes, very. 

Me: What does Adam think of your philanthropic tendencies?

Victoria: I believe he approves. He is a stern man, but kind, and generous too. I would not love him otherwise.




Neither would we. Enough from Victoria, for now. Here’s the blurb from A Scandalous Arrangement.

After a foolish wager costs her brother ownership of the weaving mill in Yorkshire which provides her income, Victoria Wynne is left with no choice but to confront the man who took the bet and seek to dissuade him from claiming his prize. Unfortunately for her, that man turns out to be Adam Luke, an experienced, ambitious entrepreneur who is intent on keeping what he won.

Upon meeting her, Adam is enchanted by Victoria’s beauty and charm as well as her nerve and self-reliance. Adam is a man of singular tastes, and when Victoria asks to manage the mill in return for a share of the profits, he offers her a bold proposal of his own. She will continue to run the mill as she has for years, but in return for a substantially larger portion of the profits she will also serve at his beck and call behind closed doors, submitting to him in any way he desires.

Wanting to earn enough money to buy back the mill as quickly as possible—and with some part of her shamefully aroused by the thought of kneeling naked at Adam’s feet—Victoria accepts his terms. But submission initially proves difficult for a woman used to running her own affairs, and soon enough she finds herself bare-bottomed over his knee for a firm lesson in obedience.

Adam’s plans for Victoria run much deeper than just an occasional spanking. She will be stripped naked, bound, and teased until she is aching for release, and then at last he will take her long and hard. As Adam continues to train her, teaching her to yield to his mastery while bringing her more pleasure than she ever thought possible, Victoria cannot help falling for him. But can a lifelong bond truly emerge from such a scandalous arrangement?

Publisher’s Note: A Scandalous Arrangement is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

And now, an excerpt from A Scandalous Arrangement. 

Dinner that evening was a pleasant enough affair, if he could manage to disregard the silence emanating from Victoria. She was not surly exactly, more preoccupied. He had given her plenty to consider, certainly, but he did not believe it was his unorthodox business proposition which occupied her thoughts. Or, perhaps not entirely.
Hester Wynne and her younger daughter, Georgina, did a fine job of filling any gaps in the conversation. He was entertained by tales of local life, the social events dominating the West Yorkshire summer season, the weather at this time of year, the difficulties inherent in securing beef of adequate quality. The latter was not a problem he felt their cook encountered on a regular basis if the fine braised steak he was enjoying was any indication. The food was exquisite, and the company effervescent.
As soon as dessert was over Victoria excused herself.
"But, my dear, we have a guest. Surely you can remain with us a little longer." Hester fixed her daughter with what seemed to Adam a particularly pointed look, but to no avail.
Victoria smiled at the assembled company as she folded her napkin. "I am tired, mama. I will see you at breakfast." She bent to kiss her mother's cheek, then Georgina's. She bestowed a cool smile on Adam as she left the room.
Hester shook her head. "She may be tired, but she'll still spend the next three hours in the library, poring over her accounts, checking invoices, studying her order books. She really does too much, Mr Luke. I worry about her."
Adam smiled and nodded. He could find nothing in Hester's statement with which to disagree.
Thirty minutes and a fine port later the remaining three left the table. Hester declared herself ready to retire to her room, and urged Georgina to do the same in readiness for some charitable function the following day. They both bid him goodnight.
Adam waited until their footsteps faded on the upper floor, then he made his way along the ground floor hallway. He could eliminate the parlour and the dining room, so located the library without difficulty. The door was ajar. As he had expected, Victoria was there, her back to the door as she bent over a large desk which was scattered with papers. The faint scratching of her pen across the surface of the document she worked on could be heard as he stood in silence for few moments, taking in the sight of her. She really was lovely. A trifle prim in her attitudes perhaps, and definitely sharp-tongued. Independent too, but he admired that and could deal with the rest.
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More about me:

I’ve been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. I still love reading, the hotter the better. But now I have a good excuse for my guilty pleasure – research. 
I tend to draw on my own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to my plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea. 
When not writing – which is not very often these days - my time is divided between my role as resident taxi driver for my teenage daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, rabbits, tortoises.  And a very grumpy cockatiel.  
I have twenty four (at the last count) titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and I have several more in the pipeline. All my books feature BDSM. I write explicit stories, always hot, but they offer far more than just sizzling sex. I like to read about complex characters, and compelling plots, so that’s what I write too. Strong, demanding Doms are a given, often paired with new submissives who have a lot to learn. 
I have a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keep thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from me.
I love to hear from readers. You can find me on my blog, and on the Totally Bound site. I’m on Facebook, and twitter and now on Tsu as well. I’m on Pinterest too, and Goodreads

Sunday, August 9, 2015

A Morning Wake Up Call~ Sneak Peek Sunday



This is my first time on Sneak Peek Sunday. I'm not really sharing a sneak peek because this is from my book Mastered and it's for sale! So really, if you like this peek you can treat yourself to the whole dang thing ;)

Mastered is a BDSM menage romance. Hailey is an inexperienced wanna be submissive and she's been taken home by two Doms. She just woken up, leaving Adam in bed and wandering in on Tom in the shower.

Opening her eyes, she had an up close view of Tom's muscled chest. A dusting of dark hair scattered across his pecs and she reached her hand out to touch him. He stood perfectly still as her eyes raked over him, taking all of him in. She hadn't had the advantage of seeing him in all of his naked glory the night before. She had been naked, for a good portion of the evening, but neither of the guys had followed suit. She was glad for it now, if Tom had disrobed last night then she would have remembered to be self-conscious, his body was magnificent. Not bulked up, not a bodybuilder type, but he clearly worked out. She wondered idly if he swam, he had a swimmer's body—all toned and sleek.

He probably ate better than she did, the thought flitted through her mind and she self-consciously put a hand over her midsection. She could never lose that pooch that stuck out right around her waist. What did Tom think when he looked at her? Most of the women at the club probably had perfect bodies. No matter, she wouldn't be allowed back anyway.

Tom's hand tangled in her wet hair and dragged her head up so she met his eyes. "You're absolutely beautiful," he said as if he had heard her disquieting thoughts.

A protest raised to her lips, but he swallowed it with a kiss. His expert tongue delved past her lips, drinking her in and stealing her words. She melted against him and snaked a hand up, gripping his shoulder. She raised up on tiptoes to deepen their kiss, letting out a muffled shriek when Tom hoisted her up off the floor. He pulled her legs around his waist and gripped her ass, before backing her up against the tiled wall.

Suddenly, nothing existed. The rest of the world melted away as she returned Tom's kiss. He released her lips and nipped at her jaw before working his way down her neck.
The door slid open and she started. She looked over Tom's shoulder into Adam's amused gaze. "I was wondering what all the noise was, I thought a wild animal got in the house."

Had she been moaning? She wasn't aware of the noises coming from her, they were involuntary reactions to the manipulations Tom assaulted her with.






Hailey needs money fast, and will do anything to get it. Even lie on her application to enter an auction at Fetishes, a BDSM club. 

One weekend. 

She'll get the money she needs and anything else will be a bonus. She can handle one Dom for a weekend...except she ends up with one Dom too many.

Tom's reluctant to get himself back into the BDSM scene since his failed marriage. Adam loves his carefree life—nothing tying him down or keeping him in the same place for too long. Neither of them are looking for a relationship. But then wide-eyed Hailey shows up and proves to be a temptation that neither of them can pass up. They offer her an introduction to the lifestyle, and they intend to show her what it's like to be a trained submissive. 

It's just one weekend...

The lines between fantasy and reality become blurred and soon Hailey fears she'll only end up with a broken heart. When she disappears, can these two Dominant men admit their true feelings for her?

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Friday, August 7, 2015

Ready for Her Punishment~ Saturday Spankings



Welcome back, Saturday Spankers! I just signed up with seventeen minutes to spare, not that I'm bragging or anything... I know I had all week, but, well whatever. Here I am!

I'm still snippeting from Mastered, my new menage, BDSM romance. Continuing on from last week (which I think I did last week as well, so if you read them in order...), Hailey entered into a submissives auction at a BDSM club under false pretenses. Tom and Adam brought her home and now they are showing her the error of her ways.

"Are you ready?"
Her eyes went wide and he almost expected her to balk, or shout her safeword and run screaming from the room. Whatever she had thought would happen tonight, he would take a fair guess to say this wasn't it.
Instead of any of those things, she nodded—he would break her of that habit, but it wasn't the lesson he wished to teach now. Instead he lifted his eyebrows, he needed her to say it, he would not take a slight nod as any kind of consent. "Yes," she choked out.
He smoothed back a strand of hair that fell across her face, caressing her cheek in the process. She closed her eyes as if steadying herself and drinking in some strength from his touch.  




Hailey needs money fast, and will do anything to get it. Even lie on her application to enter an auction at Fetishes, a BDSM club. 

One weekend. 

She'll get the money she needs and anything else will be a bonus. She can handle one Dom for a weekend...except she ends up with one Dom too many.

Tom's reluctant to get himself back into the BDSM scene since his failed marriage. Adam loves his carefree life—nothing tying him down or keeping him in the same place for too long. Neither of them are looking for a relationship. But then wide-eyed Hailey shows up and proves to be a temptation that neither of them can pass up. They offer her an introduction to the lifestyle, and they intend to show her what it's like to be a trained submissive. 

It's just one weekend...

The lines between fantasy and reality become blurred and soon Hailey fears she'll only end up with a broken heart. When she disappears, can these two Dominant men admit their true feelings for her?

Amazon
All Romance
Barnes & Noble
Smashwords