Maggie and Laurel share their spanking new romance!


Hi Maggie and Laurel, pleased to have you on my blog today. I bet you both had lots of fun writing this story, collaborating back and forth, sharing ideas and spankings 🙂  I read the excerpt for ‘Realizing her Dream’ and I gotta say, it sounds hot 😉 Just goes to show that two heads are better than one. Congrats on your new book!

REALIZING COVERBlurb: When Casey Reeves loses her husband to an unexpected heart attack, she gives herself a new mantra: To live life as if it were an amazing adventure, as every single day matters.

Unfortunately, one of the things on her bucket list looks far better on paper, and when Casey finds herself up in a plane, strapped to a tall, handsome man, about to undertake her very first parachute jump, she realizes that she’d do just about anything to be able to back out.

Paul Jackson has been a parachute instructor ever since he retired early, and has seen his fair share of terrified women, but when Casey hysterically promises to do anything he asks in return for being able to return to solid ground safely—even let him spank her—he’s amused, and not a little intrigued. He’s also more than willing to accept her bargain.

Casey finds herself taking a leap of faith—in more ways than one. The two begin their journey together, spending some time on a luxurious yacht, in a tropical rainforest and even in a ranch in outback Australia, as they work their way through her list.

What they discover is that life has a tendency not to follow carefully designed plans. With Paul beside her, Casey quickly learns that living every day to its fullest entails far more than she’d ever imagined. And by her side throughout the action, danger and laughter is a man who not only has no hesitation in reddening her bottom when she deserves it, but can send her soaring into ecstasy with a single look or a touch of his hand.

Finding a new love to equal—or even exceed—her old one was not even on Casey’s bucket list but now that she has, can they make it work? Is Paul really the man of her dreams?

Best-selling author Maggie Ryan and newcomer Laurel Jane have put their heads and their pens together to come up with this, an exciting tale of romance, lust, love, spanking and adventure. If the subject of domestic discipline or explicit erotica offends you, please do not read this book

Excerpt  (PG)

“I’m very pleased to see you are still here,” he said.

Casey attempted to think of something witty to say, but every word stuck in her throat. The only thing she could do was nod.


She thought about quipping that she had been born ready but for some reason, the man towering over her looked quite capable of making her prove it. “Um, to go celebrate? Is that what you mean?”

“Believe me, Casey, you’ll always understand exactly what I mean.” He paused to hold out his hand and she took it automatically. “We’ll have some dinner, and then for dessert—well, at least for my dessert anyway—I will give you the spanking you’ve been promised. This is your last chance to back out. If you agree, and by that I mean agree to both dinner and having your bottom blistered, I’ll pick you up tonight. Now tell me, are you ready?”


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When Simi finds a pretty old candlestick among the discarded props in the company storeroom, she never imagines it will grant her dearest wish. There’s something mysterious about the carved candlestick, but Simi is drawn to it. She’s saved a red candle from a box she bought years ago in an antique shop, and intends to use the candlestick to hold the last candle and make her solitary Christmas lunch more festive. It’s Christmas Eve, there’s sleet in the wind, Simi slips, but Jason catches her. Who is Jason? Where has he suddenly appeared from in the night?

Simi looks into the eyes of this gorgeous man and sparks fly …


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The space between them pulsed, making Simi feel as if he actually pressed against her. The atmosphere suddenly laden with sexual tension, Simi stared down at the parquet floor as she led Jason down her apartment hall to the living room. She stopped and turned to him. He loomed in front of her like a magnet of pure sexual temptation. She dropped her bag by the coffee table and unbuttoned her overcoat. She dared to look into his eyes as she slid the coat off.

“Let me take your coat. The heating is on. We’ll get warm quickly now.” Her voice shook a little.

Jason took his overcoat off and handed it to her with a smile in his eyes.

“Thank you.”

“Sit down. I’ll take these and put some coffee on, or would you like a glass of wine? I think I have some bourbon, too.”

His voice low, he slowly sat on the end of the sofa as he answered, “Coffee is very welcome.”

She practically ran to the coat stand that was halfway down the hall near her kitchen door. She pulled her business suit jacket off and hung that there, too. With a little skip into the kitchen, Simi put coffee on. She left it to percolate and walked back to the living room. With every step, the need to be held against Jason’s muscled chest again grew, until when she saw him sitting quietly on the sofa, her heart gave a huge flip.


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It’s spanking time again, yay! Eight sentences, perhaps a wee bit more, to whet the appetite and hopefully warm both sets of cheeks 😉 This week I’m sharing another snip from my new release, ‘Charley’s Pride.’

Slade keeps his word and teaches Charlotte a lesson she’ll never forget. Saturday Spankings

“Ouch, my bottom’s on fire! I’ll never be able to sit down at supper tonight.”

Slade lifted her by the waist and sat her on his lap. He pulled out a handkerchief from the pocket of his shirt. “Dry your tears and blow.”

Charlotte sniffled. “I was never spanked before.”

Slade pretended surprise. “Nah, really?” He adjusted her on his lap so her head rested right below his jaw. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. “You are never ever to place yourself in danger again. Do you understand?”

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‘Corbin’s Bend’ Author Corinne Alexander is visiting my blog today!

Hi Corinne, it’s a pleasure to have you on my blog.  Your book is a part of the Corbin’s Bend Series from Blushing Books. I have to admit I’m a sucker when it comes to covers and yours is gorgeous! I read the excerpt. Yum. Corbin’s Bend sounds like my kind of community 😉  You’ve kindly answered some questions for me so we’ll have our visitors read them first,  check out the blurb and excerpt and, Click on the rafflecopter link below this post for a chance to win an Amazon gift card! YAY!

Do you have a routine or ritual for your writing?

I do! I created this amazing space in front of one of the large windows in my bedroom. It overlooks the neighbors pasture and creates this serene space. I plug in my headphones and listen to either The Avett Brothers or The Lumineers station on Pandora. I have this special selenite crystal that I keep nearby while I align myself with the story I’m about to write. Once I’m centered it just flows.

Which character in A Brush of Violet do you relate to the most?

I feel like I’m a cross between Violet and Everleigh. On one hand I have a hard time letting go of the responsibility sometimes to allow my creative/go with the flow side out, but once I do it’s like a damn breaking. When that happens I can easily get lost in a project or my own meanderings until someone pulls me back down to earth.

If you could move to Corbin’s Bend would you?

In a heartbeat! All practicalities aside it would literally be my heaven. First of all, the scenery! Second, how awesome would it be to truly be able to live out your deepest fantasies on a daily basis!

I wouldn’t mind moving to Corbin’s Bend myself. <wicked grin> Thanks for sharing your thoughts with us Corinne. Again, your cover is beautiful! I hope you visit me again ❤




High powered business woman, Violet Walker, has long left her artistic days behind. That is until her best friend, Everleigh Harris, invites her to Corbin’s Bend for an art festival. What Everleigh doesn’t know is that Violet hasn’t been able to paint a single brush stroke since turning her back on her submissive desires and spanking needs in college. When she meets charismatic and drop dead gorgeous Charles her world is turned completely upside down. Will Violet, overworked, burnt out, and in denial of her deepest wants and desires, be able to surrender when love knocks on her door?

Charles Robinson, President of the discipline Board in Corbin’s Bend and longtime resident, adores the community he lives in and the freedom it provides for all who live there. Raised in a traditional family; love and discipline are a way of life for him. There’s nothing he wants more than a marriage just like his parents where spanking and romance go hand in hand, even if that means holding out for true love. Is Violet just the kind of woman he’s looking for?

Will Violet risk the life she’s built for herself in blood, sweat, and tears for the undeniable connection she has with Charles, the utter bliss and contentment she feels when she’s over his lap? Can Charles convince Violet she really can have it all? Will this trip be just what she needs to rekindle all that she has lost since joining the corporate world?

As they made their way across the grassy knoll in the large park situated next to the
community pool, the sound of children splashing and playing filled the air. The wind rustled
through the leaves blowing all around them. The sight of the leaves dancing to the rhythm of
the wind, just as the sun kissed her face, sent waves of contentment over her entire being.
The feeling grew as Charles started whistling a tune as he walked beside her.
“You know,” she said as she plucked a sweet yellow wild flower from the grass in
front of her and tucked it behind her ear, “I have not felt this relaxed in as long as I can
remember.” Gracefully, she stretched her arms toward the sky allowing them to relax along
with the muscles in her entire body.
A realization dawned on her as she looked over at the strong, yet peaceful face
beside her. Charles always seemed to have an ease about him. “How do you do it?” she
asked, bewildered.
“How do I do what?” He crooked an eyebrow up in question.
“You always look relaxed, comfortable in your own skin.” She looked up into his eyes
and broke out into a grin. “And you always have this look in your eye like you know some
great secret that the rest of us aren’t privy to. I guess you just look happy.”
He chuckled, looking a bit perplexed. “Well that’s probably because I am. Aren’t
you?” he asked, his hand brushed her shoulder in a familiar way as if it was the most
natural thing in the world to do. She had to admit she didn’t mind.
The birds called to each other from tree to tree as she thought about what she was
trying to say. “Happy? I mean sure, I love my job. There’s just no time for anything else.
Nothing. I live, eat, and breathe my career.” The muscles in her shoulders tightened as she
spoke. “You know I have always thought that it was just a part of it and that’s fine. But then I
met you,” she said, wrinkling her forehead. His hand had almost by instinct found her areas
of stress. She sighed luxuriating in the magic his fingers worked. “You have as high
powered of a career as I do. You’re an attorney for goodness sakes,” she said with
exasperation. “Yet, here you are, taking the time to show me around all the while whistling a
tune and you look like you’re truly enjoying yourself. Since we’ve been out here, it’s dawned
on me that this is the most relaxed I’ve been since I took my job.” She felt confused,
agitated even, at this realization.
She shivered as he reached out and straightened the flower in her hair. Her heart
palpitated every time he touched her.
“Do you think it’s because you don’t allow yourself to relax?” He quirked an eyebrow
at her. “Do you ever take the time to do something just for the sake of enjoying it?” he
Surprised by this, she looked sharply over at him. “No, there’s never any time. I
always have a deadline looming. The paperwork is endless. Aren’t you afraid if you take a
break that everything will fall to shit?” she asked, consternation breaking over her.
“No, honestly, I don’t.” He looked her levelly in the eye. “The work’s not going
anywhere. Even if you miss out on one deal, there will always be another. If I want to be
productive, I need to be a balanced person. To do that, it’s imperative to me to take time
out to focus on myself. That means taking time to work out, to go for a run or to focus on my
personal interests and passions for a bit. In fact, that’s how I wound up in Corbin’s Bend.
It’s important to me to be free to be who I am.”
Violet’s eyes snapped up quickly as their conversation was interrupted by a faint
smacking sound carried across the lawn. Was that what she thought it was? She looked
across the lawn, shading her eyes against the sun, to see a couple standing near a park
bench a little ways away. A woman was getting her bottom spanked soundly as the man
she was with rained smacks down just below her sit spot on her upper thighs. The woman
struggled fiercely not only to keep her dress down, but was also doing her best to evade
the spanking. The woman was kicking her feet earnestly causing her sundress to work its
way up her thighs.
She darted her tongue out to lick her suddenly dry lips. Her heart thundered under
her breast bone. She knew she should probably look away, but she couldn’t bring herself to
avert her eyes. She was mesmerized by the scene in front of her as heat flooded her body
against her will. She could feel Charles watching her watch the chastisement unfold before
It was over practically as soon as it started. The stern looking man led the sheepish
looking woman away to where Violet could only guess they would finish the spanking in
private. The couple looked nowhere near done.
Trying to gain her composure, she took a deep cleansing breath and tried to act as if
nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.
Charles gave her a deep and meaningful look. “I’m curious, Violet. You know what
kind of community this is. You don’t even bat an eye at the references or things that go on
here. In fact, judging by your reaction to what we just saw,, I would say that you are
Violet could feel the flush of heat color her face and she tried to find anywhere to
look but into Charles scrutinizing gaze. “Everleigh has mentioned that you have been her
biggest support in both entering a domestic discipline relationship with Rob and moving
here. I’m just wondering if this isn’t as new to you as I thought.”
She cleared her throat nervously. “It’s not,” she practically whispered, bending down
to pick a large blade of grass to have something to do with her hands.
“Violet,” Charles asked, tipping her face up to look him in the eye. “Have you ever
been spanked?”
“I have,” she admitted, her ears burning while she fervently wished the earth could
swallow her whole. “It was a long time ago.” The words tumbled from her mouth. “I had a
boyfriend once who liked to spank me.”
He took a step toward her, his presence filled her senses. “And what about you,
Violet, do you like to be spanked?” he asked, his voice a rich low tone.
“Yes,” she squeaked, her eyes darting as she tried to find anywhere to look but him.



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Corinne Alexander is an erotic spanking romance writer who loves nothing more than to snuggle up with a cup of coffee, a warm blanket, and a steaming hot erotic romance. She enjoys strong alphas, feisty heroines, and a good old fashioned spanking romance. A Brush of Violet (Corbin’s Bend) is her debut novella.  Corinne’s favorite kind of day is when she can slip away into nature to get lost in her daydreams (spinning her fantasies) with the forest floor under her feet, the wind rustling through her hair, and sunbeams kissing her face.










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Hi all, welcome to another Saturday Spanks weekly Blog Hop. My eight sentences are from my new release, ‘Charley’s Pride,’ published by Blushing Books. Don’t forget to scroll down and check out the list below this post for more hot teasers from your fav authors. Have a wonderful weekend!

Setting the scene. Charlotte’s on her way to Kansas disguised as a boy and is determined to arrive in her father’s arms safe and sound. The only way to do that is to keep her mouth shut, but when the stage is held up by a trio of bandits, she finds it difficult to heed fellow passenger, Slade Hazard’s orders.

“I mean it. You mind what I said, Charley. So help me if you cause a lick of trouble I’ll peel a layer of skin off your hide.”
“Stop threatening me.”
“Stop giving me grief.”
The door opened and they both shut up. Sunlight and dust filtered inside the stuffy coach.
“Toss the hardware.”

Hmm, I wonder if Charley minds Slade and behaves herself? Until next time 😀






Coming soon from Blushing Books, ‘Charley’s Pride’.

charlysprideYeah, I’m hooked and hooked bad on Historical Western Romance. Blushing Books Publications has a multitude of talented authors who can spin a western tale sure to warm both sets of cheeks. <winks> If westerns aren’t to your liking, there are plenty of other genres to choose from. ) Click here:

Back to Westerns. The cowboys are hot, sexy and stern. The ladies are spunky and full of sass. What’s a romance without some friction between the hero and heroine? I, personally, love a heroine who isn’t afraid to give her man a little grief, you know, like making him want to pull his hair out. LOL. I also love a hero with a sense of humor. Believe me, he’ll need it when it comes to my stories 😀

My first Western Historical was included in the box set, ‘The Sons of Johnny Hastings’.  ‘To Have and To Scold’, was my contribution to the set which also featured 4 other stories by best selling authors, Patty Devlin, Patricia Green, Renee Rose and Maddie Taylor. I enjoyed writing , ‘To Have and To Scold’, so much that I just finished another Historical Western titled, ‘Charley’s Pride’.

Here’s the blurb 🙂

Separated from her father for ten years, Charlotte was determined to leave Boston and travel to Kansas with or without her mother’s permission. Propriety be damned! If it wasn’t proper for a young girl to travel alone, she would disguise herself as a boy.

A man was considered lucky if he had a steady job,  a roof over his head and an obedient wife. Ranch foreman Slade Hazard already had two out of the three.

A couple of docile ladies lived in Swiftwater, Kansas, and would fit his needs nicely. He might not be in love, but he’d be a faithful husband, a good provider and hopefully, in due time, a father. Yep, he knew exactly what he wanted, that is, until he met Charlotte “Charley” Henry.

The train ride to Cheyenne had gone off without a hitch, just as Charlotte thought it would. The jaunt on the stage taking her to Swiftwater, Kansas, should be a cinch.  Even better, the tall, broad shouldered man sharing the stagecoach was a dream come true. A pity she couldn’t reveal her true gender to the handsome Slade Hazard, and try a bit of flirting. Then the stagecoach is held up by a trio of bandits. Slade is determined to keep the passengers safe, even if he has to threaten the unruly ‘boy’ with a good strapping.

Charley’s sassy mouth lands her into trouble and when the truth of her gender is in danger, she has no choice. She must reveal herself to Slade. Charlotte had never been spanked in her entire life, but Slade soon remedies the matter more than once. Her dream man wouldn’t dare take her across his knee, but would she be content with a man she could run roughshod over?

Slade thought he knew what he had wanted in a wife, but he actually enjoys sparring with the fiery redhead. Is it possible to fall in love at first sight?

When Charlotte disappears just as the prisoner is released, more than one man fears for her safety. But who will find her first?

Thanks so much to all who bought my books!

Love, Mary ❤

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I’m very pleased to have my good friend, Elodie Parks visiting with me today. She’s sharing some tasty tidbits about her new release. Welcome, Elodie!

Thank you, Mary for inviting me to your blog with my new Hot Ink Press release,

Love at First Sigh

The first thing people ask me concerning this release is about the title. They say ‘is that a typo, shouldn’t it be Love at First Sight?’ No, it’s not a typo (smiles). This book is a duo of red-hot contemporary romance stories, Pina Colada and Handy Hubby Hire. The stories feature a love at first sight thread, but initially it’s huge physical attraction to each other when the couples meet. They sigh with lust and then the romance develops.

Here’s the blurb for Handy Hubby Hire

Tired of the maintenance jobs mounting up in her house, Sara hires a handyman. She never dreams someone like Griffen Fox will show up to fix the faucets and back yard gate. Sparks fly, but will they lose their heart to each other?

And for Pina Colada

When Emma takes a long weekend vacation in a warm beach resort, she meets the very handsome Matt Tyler. They spend an idyllic few days together. Will this only be a holiday romance?

I wanted my male characters in the two stories to be very different personalities and yet still similarly alpha enough to go for the girl they wanted sexually right away.

Matt Tyler in Pina Colada is fun and almost dares the heroine, Emma, to engage in lust driven sex. He also gives her romantically exactly what she needs on her holiday break in the sun. Picture the white sandy beaches, the pale green almost transparent ocean, frangipani perfumed, warm night air and a drop-dead gorgeous man, who wants you…bad.

Griffen Fox in Handy Hubby Hire is visually a bad boy, muscled with a swirling black tattoo and an old truck. He’s capable and calm, but underneath the professional exterior simmers…sex…lust…red-hot desire for the heroine, Sara, as soon as he sees her.

He tells her what he’s going to do. He gives her what she’s longing for and then…something happens to him…something unexpected.

As the writer I like Matt very much, but Griffen, well, he’s an absolute darling.


I designed and produced the book cover using Handy Hubby Hire as the inspiration. It took some time tracing the stock photography of the truck and had other people in it, which I edited out and then I found my couple. I love this premise, with the sexy guy holding his lover up against him and nuzzling her neck. I hope it gives a feel for the originality of the stories, their heroes and heroines that could be you and the sexually charged atmosphere of hot summer encounters.

Read an excerpt of each story

Pina Colada: General rating

Her third floor room provided a balcony that overlooked the glittering pool below, and the warm, azure ocean beyond. Emma opened the sliding glass door, and walked onto the balcony. It contained a tiny white metal table, two folding chairs, placed close to the rail, and a lush, broad-leaved plant growing in a massive terracotta pot next to the door.

She hung over the rail and took in the scene below. Bronzed people lay stretched out on the gaudy loungers that the hotel arranged around the pool. A few striped sun umbrellas flapped in the soft breeze. Even from her vantage point on the third floor, the distinctive smell of coconut oil, and other exotic suntan lotions wafted by. The atmosphere was sun-drenched, exciting, and pungent with promise.

Emma turned to go back into her room and saw him. About a meter away on the balcony of the adjacent room, a man stood silently staring down at the pool. Emma took in his gorgeous profile, his dark hair falling attractively over his forehead, his perfect nose, and his jaw with just the right amount of stubble. She sighed over his muscular body shown off perfectly in his low riding shorts. A Celtic design tattoo snaked on the top of his arm. It looked incredibly sexy, a short sleeve of swirling ink on his muscle. She paused to stare at him.

He looked her way. His dark blue eyes met hers. He held her gaze and something passed between them, a silent appraisal of each other. They both liked what they saw.

She knew she’d sparked his interest from the expression on his face, but Emma, suddenly shy around such a sexy man, stepped into her room.

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Griffen Fox drew a deep breath as he watched Sara walk down the hall to her office. He grinned as he took in the sight of her soft ass in her cutoff jeans. Made for grabbing…she’s made for fucking. Pretty, beautiful eyes, lips that make you want to bite them hard as you ram her onto your cock. Damn, Griff, that’s a little over the top, get a grip, and start work. He opened the front door, clicked up the catch so that it wouldn’t lock him out, and went to his truck. An old F500, he’d covered the tray top and made space there for tools and supplies. It proved a good workhorse. Griffen calculated the time it would take to do the jobs in the house — not long really, pesky jobs, but not hard or time consuming, as in a week, unless he strung them out. He’d be there most of the day and one more morning. He looked back at the house from his vantage point on the gravel drive. It’s a nice place. She seems to live there alone. What’s a lovely woman like that doing with no man in her life? Maybe there is one. Maybe I’ll ask her.

Griffen took his tools and supplies in the house and started work. He hummed as he worked. He thought about Sara too, as he rehung the backyard gate. He liked the way her nipples peaked in that tight, white T-shirt, before she covered them up. She’d gazed hungrily at him too. There was something needy about her that made him want to pick her up, crush her to his body, kiss her tenderly and then fuck her hard. Fuck away that fleeting sadness in her eyes. Fuck a smile onto that pretty face. Have those fingers of hers curl around my cock… have those full lips suck it. Hell, I’m getting an erection. I’d like to kiss her. I like her. I do. I bet she tastes sweet.

He jumped when her voice interrupted his thoughts.

“I’m making coffee. Would you like a cup?”

She stood behind him and he turned. The sunlight caught her hair and lit it up with golden streaks. Her T-shirt skimmed the top of her low riding, cutoff jeans. Griffen stared at the flat expanse of stomach on display as she reached up and plucked a few dead twigs off the young tree nearby. He ran his tongue along his top lip as he saw the muscles in her thighs tighten when she stood on tiptoe. She’s lovely… Her nearness made him shake a little.

“I’d love a cup of coffee, thank you.” He steadied his voice, and followed her to the kitchen.

Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Hot Ink Press, All right Reserved

About Elodie:


Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy — cool stories and hot love scenes.

Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique emporium by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.

Elodie writes for, Hot Ink PressMoon Rose PublishingEternal PressSecret Cravings, Evernight, and Siren Publishing.

She has also released titles as an individual indie author.

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Sexy Excerpt/ ‘Just Right for Me’. 18+

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I hope you enjoy this excerpt from my story with Blushing Books:)

Ross turned on the water and waited until the bathroom filled with steam before he went back into the bedroom. Mia was sprawled on the bed in a very wanton fashion. His gaze zeroed in on the thatch of curls between her legs. The pink skin glistened with her cream and he licked his lips. He’d love to glide his tongue through her moist folds, but they had both worked up a sweat.

“Aw, baby, I know I promised to wash your back, but if you don’t get up by the time I
count to three, I’m going to attach my mouth to that delectable pussy of yours and stay there
until the morning.”
He smacked her ass as she stomped by him.
“There’s more where that came from if you don’t hop into that shower, pronto.” He dove
for her and she squealed.
Ross kept his gaze on Mia as he took off his clothes one piece at a time. He stepped into
the tub and pressed his body against her softness. He took hold of her shoulders and gently
pushed her toward the pulsing spray. Standing directly behind her, he grabbed the soap and
worked up a lather. He massaged her shoulders, along the nape of her neck and down her back.
He slipped his hands to her waist, glided over her belly and inched upward to cup her breasts.
Her swift intake of breath spurred him on and he strummed each nipple with his thumb
and forefinger. He pinched and pulled at her nipples until they stood at attention before
continuing downward to her belly. He spun her around so that she was facing him and dropped to
his good knee. “Place your hands on my shoulders, Mia.”
“Oh, Ross your knee.”
He slapped her ass hard and she yelped. He was pleased she cared so much, but the fact
that his face was level with her pussy made his throat convulse. Her pink lips were plump and
her clit poked out beneath its hood, begging for his mouth. He finally managed to croak. “My
knee is fine. Just sore is all.” The rest of his body was strung as tight as bowstring.
He swallowed hard and switched his attention to her delicate ankles and feet. Fuck, even
her toes were sexy. He bent his head and soaped each toe and she giggled. “I forgot you were
ticklish.” Shit. He should have kept his head down instead of looking up and grinning at her like
an idiot. The water ran in rivulets down the front of her body, pooled in her navel and nestled in
her pussy fur. He blew softly at those curls and her fingernails dug into his shoulders.

“Oh God, Ross, please…” she whimpered.
“Please, what? Tell me what you want, Mia,” he commanded hoarsely, drunk on her
woman’s scent. “We promised to tell each other exactly what’s on our minds, and that goes for
sex too. If you want me to do something to your body, you must tell me. I can’t read your mind.”
She was breathtaking. Full breasts swung inches from his mouth begging to be suckled. Her long
hair tangled about her face and her mouth fell open. She’d better say something soon or he’d
forget all about his rules and take her right here in the shower.
“Please fuck me.”
Ross stood up and grasped her waist. He moved her away from the spray of water and
whispered in her ear. “Hands on the wall, spread your legs.” He dropped to both knees being
careful not to put his full weight on his bad one and spread her ass cheeks with his hands. He
buried his face in her softness and tongued her from behind, licking, sucking, reeling from her
scent. He swiped his tongue along the crack of her ass and then delved into her pussy. He ate at
her, inhaling her woman’s fragrance. He couldn’t wait any longer. “Keep your hands on the wall
and your legs spread. If you move, I’ll spank you.” Ross retrieved the condom from his pants
pocket. Clasping her by the hips, he rammed his cock inside her hot body.



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Yay, another horny hump day is here! My three erotic sentences are from my story with Blushing Books, ‘Just Right for Me.’ Don’t forget to click on the pic above and check out some more steamy tidbits. have a wonderful day!

Ross grabbed Mia’s ankles and planted her feet flat on the mattress, then pushed until herheels rested against her bottom. He took a deep breath. “I can’t get enough of your sweet pussy.”

Well, that’s enough for now. See you next week;)

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