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Trickery will get you punished.

Constance Masters is here sharing an excerpt of, ‘Trickery’.

trickery stolen fromamazon (1) Blurb:

Morgan King is a 23 year old virgin who has never had a proper boyfriend. The fussy young woman longs to meet a man everything like the heroes in the spanking romance novels she loves to read. When such a man comes along, Morgan is sure that he must be too good to be true and balks at actually meeting him.

Jackson Brooks is a 29 year old middle school teacher who works summers at his family’s summer camp. When he gets to know Morgan on an online dating site, he is sure she’s the girl for him. They are both ready to settle down and he doesn’t understand why she is so hesitant to meet him in person. His confusion deepens when he finds out she has sent him a fake photo; he is not happy. With his job as director of the summer camp looming, he decides to give the elusive Morgan some space.

Morgan is devastated when she realizes she has probably blown things with Jackson. The desperate young woman hatches a plan to get to know him secretly. She pretends to be her own mother and books herself into Sunnyvale Summer Camp under the name of Alyssa King, using her sister’s birth certificate. What will happen when Jackson finds out?

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Sexy hot excerpt

Jackson stood and walked around to her side of the desk. “Stand up.”

“What are you doing?” Morgan’s eyes were wide with disbelief but she did as he asked.

“Bend over the desk.” He moved his things out of the way and stood back while she bent over. “Stay there.”

“What are you going to do? You can’t really mean to spank me, not here. Someone will hear you!” Morgan shifted nervously, her fingers automatically tugging at the frayed hem of her shorts.

“They won’t because you will not make a sound. You are going to take what you have coming to you and you are going to be completely silent. Not one little whimper because you know you deserve every single lick.” Jackson was angry and he had to decide what to do but there was no way he could even think straight until he’d metered out at least some punishment. It was nothing compared to what he wanted to do but he had to bear in mind there were kids on the property and for the most part he had to concentrate on them. This bottom warming would have to be quick and sharp.

“But I?” Morgan squirmed uncomfortably.

“The only butt I’m interested in is the one I’m about to punish. Stay in that position and wait.” He was surprised that she did as he told her. Jackson locked his office door and walked through to his adjoining sleeping quarters to find something to spank her with. He needed something with maximum sting and yet whisper quiet. He had to remember that as far as the other councillors knew, he was holed up in here with a teenage girl. If they heard any kind of slap they could call the police and both of them could end up in jail. He took a belt out of his closet, folded it and cracked it across his palm. The sting was considerable but it was not noiseless. Could he use a rubber flip-flop? Nope, the slapping sound was distinctive and quite loud. Finally he grabbed the tilt wand from the blinds and flicked it across his hand. Perfect. It packed a good sting and was completely silent.

When he walked back into the office he was pleased to see that Morgan hadn’t moved. That was something. So her name was Morgan King. At least he could put a name, face and very soon, smacked bottom to the person he’d been talking to, at last.

“What’s that?” Morgan asked, her head shooting around and her jaw dropping with shock when she saw what he was holding.

“Bend back over.” He pressed her down slightly and pulled at her light shorts until they were buried within her crease. This left a pleasing amount of her naked butt cheeks on show.

“I’m scared,” Morgan whimpered into her arm.

“Good, you deserve to be scared.”

“I’m sorry Jackson, I really am.”

Jackson had to steel himself. “I’m going to spank your sassy, dishonest behind hard with this, plastic whatever it is, because you have put both of us at risk of being in terrible trouble with the law. You haven’t even had a criminal record check. My brother and sister in-law could lose their business. All because you didn’t think about anyone but yourself.”

“And I’m not a criminal!”

“I didn’t say you were but it is against the law to work wth kids without the proper checks.”

“I just wanted to get to know you.” Morgan was crying and he hadn’t even smacked her yet.

“There were better ways than this to get to know me.”

“I can see that now!”

“Hush,” he whispered.

Jackson raised his hand and brought the fiery little stick down hard across both plump cheeks. He would have loved for the first time he spanked this woman to have been with his hand. He wanted nothing more than to feel those soft cheeks ripple beneath his bare hand. He so wanted to hear the satisfying clap of flesh meeting flesh. He brought his chosen gadget down again, a little lower than the first pink line.

“Please Jackson,” Morgan begged quietly. “It hurts.”

“It’s not supposed to tickle Morgan. Honestly, you are so lucky that I can’t give you exactly what you deserve or you would be getting a thorough hand spanking followed by a few licks of my belt.”

“I’ll do anything you want if you stop, please.”

The whippy little plastic rod danced up and down her soft white flesh and she was dancing on her toes to ease the sting. “Keep still Alyssa,” he whispered. “You know you deserve this.”

“But it burns—and my name is Morgan.”

“Good, I hope it keeps on burning Morgan.” He hoisted her up by a handful of shorts and made sure he covered the area that usually remained hidden in the crease. He didn’t want the effects of this spanking to wear off too soon. Finally he put the wand down on the desk and pulled her shorts back into place to cover her bottom. She looked adorable; both hands were rubbing her sore bottom while she stood there with her messy hair and her tear stained cheeks looking completely contrite. He wanted nothing more than to hug her and kiss away her tears.

“That hurt.”

“I hope so honey.” He pulled her against him for their first ever, real hug and he had to admit, it felt good to hold Morgan in his arms, if only it was under better circumstances. “Enough, I need to figure out what to do next.”

“What are we gonna do?”

“Good question and when I decide I’ll let you know.”

“Fine, don’t let me interrupt your thoughts on what I am going to be doing.”

“Hush Morgan, I need to decide quickly what to do about this,” Jackson said. “Whitney is going to be expecting me to have you removed.”

“Oh well we have to do what makes Whitney happy.”

“What do you mean happy? This isn’t about making Whitney happy it’s about Whitney knowing what the rules are and expecting me to follow them.”

“Does she even know what was in the bag?”

“No, I asked her to bring it to me. Councillors don’t have the authority to search bags.” He was starting to realize that they were the only two that knew about any of this.

“This is about me. At least I should have a bit of a say about what we do next.”

“Deciding what’s the right thing for everyone though isn’t easy and I’m the adult here.”

“I am an adult.”

“And you have demonstrated that so well.”

Author Bio:

Constance Masters is a wife, mother, grandmother, friend and author.

She writes romantic spanking fiction with the main emphasis on romance.

Constance has always been a sucker for reading romance and that reflects in her writing but she also likes to laugh. Her stories are full of love, laughter and family comedy. It’s a lot like her life.

Where can you find Constance?

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“I want this memory to last” ‘Complete Me’ by Jane Henry

Aug17

Complete Me is book three in the Bound to You trilogy

Blurb:

Meredith and Paolo are adapting to their new-found roles as dominant and submissive. Yet, despite their rekindled passion, everyday life must go on. How will they maintain their new roles long-term? Will people notice her submission to him? Would anyone ever find out she willingly lies over his lap for a spanking?

At the heart of it all, she longs to trust him. When Meredith finds herself terrified for her own safety, she knows there is only one person who will make her feel truly safe.

Though this is the third and final book in the Bound to You trilogy, it can also be read as a standalone.

DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women and sexual scenes. If these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

Meredith gets into trouble. How will Paolo punish her?

Excerpt

“I want the memory of this to last.”

Finger still under her chin, he nodded again. No trace of a smile on his face, nothing but stern and steady. He dipped his head and raised his eyebrows. “And what happens when you put yourself in danger?”

She swallowed, her stomach clenching. “You punish me.”

He nodded. “How will I punish you for this?”

Why did he have to ask her that? He knew how he would punish her!

“You spank me, sir,” she said, and even now, when she knew she was about to be punished, when she knew it wouldn’t be pleasant and she’d be reduced to tears, she felt a glimmer of arousal at having to say it all out loud.

He released her chin and ran his hand down her naked back and to her bottom, sending a shiver down her spine. Without warning, he raised his palm and swat! He spanked her, hard. She barely stifled a yelp as she jumped.

“Over my lap.”

She stood and placed herself in position, perched over his knee, ass in the air. She knew it would be hard, so she crossed her ankles to avoid flailing and buried her face in her arms. She trembled as she felt the cold, unyielding paddle on her bare skin. She drew a shuddering breath. And without warning, he spanked her.

As hard, sharp swats took her breath away, she did her best to stay in position but it was too hard. It hurt too much. When he punished her, he spanked her firmly, and it was all she could do not to fly off his lap. Involuntarily, she moved to block him and he deftly took her arm and pinned it to her lower back.

“Stay over my lap,” he ordered sternly. “I want the memory of this to last.”

“Yes, sir,” she gasped.

“You will not put yourself in danger like that again.”

“No, sir,” she agreed. She yelled out as the paddle met its mark again and again. Slow, deliberate swats fell, one after the other, and when she could not fight or make it stop, she felt herself sink into her submission, deep, deep down and her mind grew hazy. She was aware of the paddle falling to the bed, his hand on her sore bottom, and his voice no longer stern, but soothing now. This is when the tears fell. This is when she knew she was forgiven, and the release of her emotions cleansed her infraction.

Available for purchase at:

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Books one and two in the Bound to You trilogy:

Begin Again, book one in the Bound to You trilogy: A desperate wife pledges her obedience to an online dominant.

Come Back to Me, book two in the Bound to You trilogy: Meredith and Paolo attempt a weekend of intense training to adapt to their new lifestyle of dominance and submission.

Other books by Jane Henry:

A Thousand Yesses: They are best friends…can they be lovers?

Sunstrokes: Four authors bring you four tales of punishment and pleasure.

My Dom: Curiosity drives Heidi to yearn for a taste of her amorous neighbor’s kinky pursuits.

Claimed on the Frontier: Her stern frontiersman demands obedience, determined to be as firm as necessary to keep his bride safe in a hard, dangerous land.

Bio:

Jane has been writing since her early teens, dabbling in short stories and poetry. When she married and began having children, her pen was laid to rest for several years, until the National Novel Writing Challenge (NaNoWriMo) in 2010 awakened in her the desire to write again. That year, she wrote her first novel, and has been writing ever since. With a houseful of children, she finds time to write in the early hours of the morning, squirreled away with a laptop, blanket, and cup of hot coffee. Years ago, she heard the wise advice, “Write the book you want to read,” and has taken it to heart. She sincerely hopes you also enjoy the books she likes to read.

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Jane, thanks so much for stopping by!!

Katrina Kade’s Sexy Book, ‘Claiming Skye’.

Aug15

Hi Katrina, my, my the first sentence of your blurb sure sounds like Skye’s a naughty girl 😉

Blurb:

Skye hides her secret fantasies because good girls don’t long for the kink she dreams about. When her subconscious cravings continue to cause sleepless nights, she takes the biggest step of her life and seeks out a local BDSM club. She’s horrified and enthralled, but too prudish to admit this is the life her mind and body desire. She’s not like these people, or is she?

The club’s owner has seen her response before and gives Skye a folded piece of paper with an address, a date, and time. She finds herself knocking…

Elijah waits on the other side of the door. Dominant, arrogant, and lonely—he’s looking for the perfect submissive to cater to his desires and share the lifestyle he relishes.

Is Skye the one? Is Elijah the missing puzzle piece that will allow Skye to release her inhibitions and embrace her kinky side? Or will tragedy keep Elijah from Claiming Skye?

Here’s the Buy Links and right below a ‘spanky’ excerpt to enjoy 🙂

Amazon US: http://amzn.to/29l2bHm

Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/29BOXsz

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B&N: http://bit.ly/29AGwi3

Spanky Excerpt

The next slap hit the other side of her ass, the pain more intense this time. Elijah had a way of spanking her, of snapping his hand against her flesh that felt more like a bite than just his flesh against hers. But it was his skin touching hers, and that’s what she loved, beyond the pain.

“Bend over.”

Elijah’s voice was rough, his breathing fast. She wanted to turn around, to see his face, the lust she knew she’d see. But that was against the rules. So she bent from the waist, moving her feet apart to keep her balance.

“Feet together.”

She hesitated, then pulled her left foot against her right. With her hands behind her and her feet together, it was hard to keep her balance. For a moment she wavered, the muscles in her legs tightening as she fought for control. Finally, she found her center, found her balance. Elijah touched her briefly on her leg, running a finger along the crease at the top of her thighs, beneath her buttocks, then moving his fingers between her legs, rubbing against her wetness. She closed her eyes, concentrating on keeping her balance as he slipped one finger into her. For a moment, he wiggled his finger, the fluttering feeling inside her making her gasp. Then he slid his finger out, moving it forward, slowly circling her clit.

Out of reflex, her hips jerked forward, knees buckling slightly as something clenched

deep inside her. But the effort to keep her balance forced her to hold still, even as Elijah rubbed her clit harder, fingers moving faster, and despite herself, her legs tensed again, but she managed to hold her stance.

“Good girl.” His voice was very close to her ear, and she realized with a start he was no

longer sitting, but standing behind her. “Very good girl.”

Her heart swelled with love. Elijah rarely complimented her during a scene, and it reinforced how special this was, for both of them. He struck her right cheek, much harder this time. She swayed to the left under the impact, her weight thrown to the side. With a strangled sound she dug her toes into the carpet, willing herself not to move her feet even one inch apart.

Elijah caressed her, rubbing his hand gently over her stinging skin, his other hand still buried between her legs, one finger gently thrusting into her slick wetness. The sharp pain sank into her, heating the fire that he’d lit inside her. The tension in her legs lessened under Elijah’s gentle touch, both from his hand on her ass, and from his finger slowly circling her clit. She breathed deeply, trying to gain control, not to let herself let go too soon, to prolong this amazing pleasure Elijah was giving her.

But the next slap sent her reeling, her body leaning far to the right, her left foot coming off the floor. She cried out, the pain more intense than she’d ever felt, the counterpoint of Elijah’s finger thrusting inside her bringing her to the edge. Her cry was almost desperate, the desire to straighten almost overwhelming.

Author Links:

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Author Bio:

Hi! So my name is Katrina, and I’m a part time erotica author, who attends classes during the day, and writes dirty romantic erotica by night. When I’m not in school studying photography, I also work as a portrait photographer at a small local studio near the beaches of Florida.

Some fun facts about me are that I love apple martinis (I just turned 21, so I can’t get enough of them) and I love Star Wars, The Vampire Diaries, the Originals, The Walking Dead and Smallville. I’m a gamer girl too. Animals are close to my heart, and I have a 3-month-old bearded dragon named Yoda (he’s green and white) and a spaz of a dog named Nala who is a Terrier/Pomeranian mix, but I digress.

Thanks so much for stopping by, Katrina!!

Measha Stone is here today sharing an excerpt of her book and a little about herself.

Aug12

She works so hard to earn a place in the world, but all he wants is for her to find a place in his heart.

heart

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Blurb

Alyssa Sanders has taken care of herself since she was too young to do so. But she’s all grown up and ready to get her life on the right track. She heads to Chicago with her life savings and a few prospects. She expects to get a job, find an apartment and get on her way of settling down. What she doesn’t expect is to find her new boss not only severely attractive and Dominant, but the son of an old friend.

Alex Trebelli would do anything for his father, so when he’s asked to escort an old friend’s daughter to dinner he doesn’t hesitate to agree. Except the daughter isn’t the small town young woman his father described. She’s all grown up, full of beauty and curves, and a submissive nature that draws out his dominant side.

When Alex explains he won’t be her friend, he can’t just be her friend, he wants more, he wants to be her dominant, her boyfriend, she has to decide if she’s going to take the leap. She’s never been good at a full time D/s relationship, but Alex makes her feel safe and secure. She finds him easy to be with, even when he’s being overprotective and bossy.

Can she manage to put aside her fears of failure, and self-doubt and give them a real chance, or will she chose the safer route and keep clear of his sexy smile, and dominant ways?

Excerpt (this is so delicious 🙂

“For two weeks you’ve toyed with me.” He rested his hands on his belt buckle, the movement not lost on her. “You’ve stared at me, you’ve winked at me, you’ve smiled at me, you’ve been a complete brat with me.” He stared at her; she didn’t move.

“Are you a brat usually?” he asked as an afterthought. He knew a few doms that liked their subs to be bratty, to give a reason to spank them for fun. Alex was not one of them. He’d rather have a straight on conversation. If his partner wanted a spanking, she needed only to ask, he was always happy to oblige.

“No.” She shook her head and averted her eyes. “But, it was fun to tease you.” She looked up at him then. “I knew you couldn’t or wouldn’t do anything about it. It was weird. The more I teased you and the more you did nothing, the more I wanted to tease you, to push you.” She took a deep breath. “I’ve never done that before with a guy.”

“What about Thomas?” He asked in a low voice. He hadn’t meant to bring him up, but before his brain could catch up to the conversation it was out.

Her eyes narrowed as she answered. “Bradley really has a big mouth.”

“That he does.” Alex agreed. “Now about Thomas.”

“Thomas is an ex. I’m sure you have quite a few of them.” She stepped around him and plopped down on the couch.

“Yes, but he’s not just an ex, is he?”

“Alex, he was my first dominant. He was the guy that showed me what being submissive means. He helped me figure out what I needed and wanted.” Alyssa looked up at him as she spoke. “And what is that? Because I’m going to be honest, Alyssa. I can’t get you out of my head. I won’t do the friend thing with you. I just won’t.” He shook his head. “And I won’t do the vanilla thing either. I tried that once, had a serious relationship and it all went to hell. I hated it, she hated it, and I won’t try it again.” He crouched onto his haunches in front of her. “I see you at the club, and I want to devour you. The friend thing won’t work.”

Her eyes swept over his face several times, and she exhaled loudly. “I want you,” she finally said and he began to breathe again. “I’ve hated the past few weeks, seeing you and not being able to talk to you the way I wanted to talk to you. As soon as I walked into a room, I’d find you instinctively. It was really starting to piss me off.” She grinned. “I don’t do vanilla well either. I end up being a bitch to see how far I can push the guy until he pushes back.”

“Like you’ve been doing with me.” He nodded.

“Yeah.” She closed her eyes for a moment, and when she opened them they were filled with tears. “I’m really bad at asking for what I need,” she whispered. “You were just so, so, there.” She wiped her eye with the inside of her palm before the tear could fall. “I think it just frightened me. I mean I didn’t expect to meet anyone especially not anyone within the first day of being in the city. Your dad never told me how freaking hot you are.” She laughed, the sound made him grin up at her.

“I’m not your boss at work. Kerri is and Bradley is. I’m the finance and marketing guy.” He rested his hands on her knees, her skin felt warm beneath his hands. Soft. “But here, outside of the job, I’m all boss.” He winked and grinned up at her.

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ALSO IN THE WINDY CITY SERIES
HIDDEN HEART, BOOK 1

A woman given up on love, second guesses her solitary life when meeting a man who won’t take no for an answer and opens her eyes to an entire world of pleasure she didn’t know existed before him.

SECURED HEART, BOOK 2

A headstrong, fiery woman seeks to fulfill her fantasies in all the wrong places, and it’s up to the security expert to tame her, and keep her safe.

AUTHOR BIO

Measha Stone lives in the western suburbs of Chicago with her husband and their children. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, and graduated Summa Cum Laude with a degree in Creative Writing from Southern New Hampshire University. Her vanilla writing has been published in the online magazine efiction and the DuPage Writers Group annual journal Possibilities. When she’s not writing, she’s reading and spending time with her kids- who are just as creative and crazy as her.

Now, for some questions 😉

So first, of course, the obvious question. How did you become a writer? I’ve been doing it since I was a little kid. I didn’t really think anything of it until my mom pointed it out to me much later. In Junior High we had to write a short story for the open house, and all the other kid’s stories were one page, a few paragraphs, mine was the only one that took two pages and had dialogue and everything. She knew then I was going to be a writer. When she told me that story, I figured, hey, she’s right! Silly, that I needed someone else to say it in order for me to know it, but writing stories was just something I did for fun, to entertain myself.

Are you working on a new book right now? Yes. I’m working on a dark erotic romance. My first ever, and it’s terrifying to write because it pulls me out of my comfort zone of completely consensual spankings, and sexual encounters. On the other hand, it’s completely hot and exciting, so it’s a daily roller coaster ride.

How much of the book is realistic? Hopefully, all of it. With this series, I tried to convey as true of a BDSM relationship as I could. People make mistakes, ego’s get in the way, and being in a BDSM relationship doesn’t change that- but how those issues are worked out is what’s different. There’s a lot of love and trust that goes into a BDSM relationship, and I wanted to convey that with this series. It’s not all red rooms and tainted pasts.

What book are you reading now? I’m reading 3 books right now. Seven Nights to Surrender by Jeannete Grey. The Truth about Him by M. O’Keefe and Taming Texanna by Alyssa Bailey.

Name one entity that you feel supported you outside of family members. Blushing Authors have been a huge help, especially with this release. Everyone is so helpful and genuine. It’s been a great experience and hopefully the first of many.

What do you like to do when you’re not writing? I still have a day job, but in the off hours, if I’m not writing, or thinking about writing, I’m usually curled up with a book. If my kids happen to actually be home instead of off playing with friends, we’ll spend time together watching old sitcoms on Netflix, or having a family game night.

Does Prince Charming exist? Yes! Everyone’s version of what he looks like is different, but he’s out there. For some, he’s an Alpha male that won’t give an inch and is unreasonably strict, to other’s he writes poetry and sings her sonnets- and anything in between. I lean toward the relentless Alpha myself, and have been lucky in that department.

Which body part would you choose to get a tattoo done? I celebrated my first book with Blushing Books by getting a tattoo of a heart on my right wrist. I’m planning to get two more, another heart design on my ankle, and one on the top of my foot the words “Happily Ever After”.

The furthest I have traveled was to: Germany. My husband was in the Army when we married and was stationed in Darmstadt, Germany. It was a great time, even though I was far

away from family and friends. I was sad to hear the base has been shut down since then.

Do you like your handwriting? Absolutely not! My father always called it chicken scratch, and I have to agree. It’s horrible. I have a love/hate feeling when someone asks me to sign their book, because it’s just so bad.

‘Winning Sadie’ by Libby Campbell

Aug1

Libby Campbell is here with her newest release ‘Winning Sadie’

(Simon in Charge – book 2)

Blurb

Sadie Donohue – gorgeous, sexy, smart and totally smitten with Simon Jacobson.

Simon Jacobson – gorgeous, sexy, smart, uber-rich and utterly smitten with Sadie Donohue. This sounds like a perfect match, so what’s the problem?

Sadie is from the wrong side of the tracks: working class neighborhood, public schools, sausages on the backyard bar-b-que. She was raised to fend for herself and bow down to no one, especially a man. Since meeting Simon, everything her liberated, independent mother taught her has flown out the window. Now Sadie is regularly over Simon’s knee for being her sassy, strong-willed self. And she loves it!

Simon hails from a world of wealth and privilege: gated communities, private schools, servants turning steaks on the bar-b-que. As the owner of a multinational corporation he is used to giving orders and getting what he wants. His life revolves around making millions and socializing with people whose flamboyant wealth intimidates Sadie. Still, she’s thrown into the deep end and told not to do anything to embarrass Simon. Or else!

At their lavish engagement party, Sadie’s hears her mother’s voice echoing in her head, reminding her that she will never fit in. Best intentions aside, Sadie will always be an embarrassment to Simon. That’s it. Engagement off!

Simon is in charge and he has other ideas. But will Sadie’s mother be their undoing? Can Sadie reconcile her past with her future?

This love story includes spanking an adult woman, explicit sex scenes and more. If such material offends you, please do not read this book.

Libby Cover

Buy Links:

Amazon │Blushing Books │Barnes & Noble

Excerpt:

I walked with plodding footsteps first to Simon’s bedside drawer to get the key to the safekeeping place, then to the bathroom. In the top left hand drawer on Simon’s side of the vanity, lay the neat row of implements. Simon wasn’t tempted to buy more, he said, because so far we had all we need. He didn’t want to mark or injure me, he just wanted to remind me who was boss. Besides if our collection wasn’t enough to deliver his message, there was always a belt handy.

I carried the hairbrush back to him, balanced on my upturned hands. He’d pulled a small stool in front of him and watched me with cool detachment. My heart sank. He’d only used that stool once before, when he was delivering a spanking of particularly long duration. He’d had me kneel on it and drape my body across his left knee. He pinned my legs with his right leg. The stool was so I could slide back and take breaks at intervals decided entirely by him.

I knew my confession of doubts wasn’t going to go down easy with him but I hadn’t expected anything this dire. Not the stool and an implement.

He put his hand out for the hairbrush. I gave it to him and he held it up to me. I kissed the back of it, part of the hairbrush ritual.

“Sit.” He motioned to the stool.

I frowned, not understanding.

“Sit on the stool, back to me.”

“Clothes on?”

“Clothes on.” He nodded, his face expressionless.

I sat between his legs, my head barely reaching his waist.

“Keep your hands in your lap,” he instructed.

I folded them together like a birds’ nest and reminded myself to breathe. In the next moment, he started brushing my hair. He wasn’t going to spank me. He had only wanted to scare me with the over the knee comment. I sagged, partly with relief, partly with disappointment.

“What’s worrying you, my love?” He drew the hairbrush past the base of my neck and down the length of my hair.

“You said once that I was never to embarrass you in public or in private. That it was just good manners not to. On our first date you spanked me for embarrassing you.” I gripped my hands tightly at the memory. “But over the past few days, I have to tell you that I’ve said many, many stupid things to your friends and business acquaintances. Things that I know would shame both me and you. I can’t live by that rule of not embarrassing you. I can’t even not embarrass myself. I don’t belong in your world.” My voice sank to a whisper.

The brush started again at the top of my head, genuine boar bristles massaging my scalp. It felt heavenly and I tried to imagine life without Simon. A nightmare.

Biography:

Libby Campbell, mischief maker and dreamer

Libby lives on the West Coast of Canada with her husband of over twenty-five years. An avid reader, she savors books that feature strong, independent women and the loving men who challenge them.

She loves mountain hikes, deep bubble baths, and all animals, but particularly small dogs with big attitudes and big dogs who think they are lap dogs. She’s a four season woman who enjoys winter nights in front of a fire, summer sunsets on the beach, and all the in between months.

She reads and writes for pure escapism. If you like her books, she hopes you will leave a review, to encourage her in my world-building.

Visit her website and blog here: Libby Campbell

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Let’s have some fun and ask Libby a few questions 🙂

Even though I have read your first book, Simon Says, can you tell my friends about your newest release?

Winning Sadie starts when the last guest from Simon and Sadie’s weekend long engagement party has gone home.

Accustomed to deciding what he wants and then getting it, Simon assumes all he and Sadie need to do now is finalize their wedding plans.

However, after a week-long visit from her mother, Sadie has started to question whether she should marry Simon.

When her mother and grandfather are injured in a car crash, Sadie hops on the first plane east and leaves Simon behind in Vancouver. He has to reach across the continent to try to win her back.

Even though Winning Sadie is book two in the Simon in Charges series, it can be read as a standalone novel.

And are you working on anything right now? Will you sneak and tell me about it? I won’t tell anyone if you don’t…

Generally I’m kind of superstitious about talking about any work in progress. It feels like an invitation to disaster…but my current one is almost finished so I’m happy to share:

Book 3 (as yet untitled) in the Simon in Charge series follows this lively couple as they try to settle down to a normal life on the West Coast. They need to find a home to call their own and plan a wedding. Sadie wants to return to her volunteer work with homeless people on the Downtown Eastside. Simon has agreed that they will travel less so that they can share a more regular life together.

They find their dream home quickly, only to discover big obstacles in their way. Sadie’s return to volunteer work lands her in a dangerous situation.

Wedding plans very quickly become a low priority.

So what inspires you?

Power dynamics in a relationship always intrigue me. With so many contemporary partnerships ending in divorce, I like to play with the notion of what brings people together as well as what drives them apart.

What books have influenced your writing most?

While writing this genre, which I’ve been doing for only a year, I like to immerse myself in the books of other writers who are doing it well. There really are too many to name but lately I’ve been enjoying the work of Amelia Smarts, Renee Rose, Louise Taylor, to list a few.

When you write do you ever model your characters after real people?

Simon’s gift for languages is based on two people I know, both men, both of whom only need 4-5 hours exposure to a language to develop working fluency. What a gift!

How did you come up with your title?

Simon was just so assured of his ability to command whatever he wanted in Simon Says, it was Sadie’s turn to have her name on the cover. It was Simon’s turn to make an effort to charm her back to his side so Winning Sadie came easily.

Do you have any advice for other writers?

Read. Read. Read. Write. Rewrite. Rewrite. Rewrite. And keep learning, sharpening your skills.

Thanks for stopping by Libby as sharing a little of yourself. As a fellow author I can certainly relate to your advice concerning that last question.

Annie gets her cowboy #western #spankingromance

Jul26

havescoldcomp_500x755 Annie sparked for Matthew since she was a young girl. But Matt didn’t have time for the little brats’ shenanigans and made certain she knew it by turning her over his knee and warming her bottom on plenty of occasions. Over the years her tender feelings for the tall handsome cowboy had blossomed into love only she wasn’t so sure he felt the same about her. 🙂 She’s about to find out.

‘To Have and To Scold’ was my very Historical Western and Book 5 in the box set, ‘The Sons of Johnny Hastings.’ I loved writing about sexy cowboys and their feisty women so much, two other books followed. ‘Charley’s Pride and ‘Wild for You’. I hope you enjoy this little snippet. Have a great day!

Matt pushed away from the bar and thumbed the brim of his hat. “Good night, Sally.Thanks for keeping an eye on Annie, but she’s my responsibility now.”
Sally smiled in approval. “Be good to her, Matt. I know she’s sweet on you, but don’t tell her I told you.”
Sweet on him, eh? That was reassuring. Maybe it was inevitable that they’d end up
together. He no longer looked at her as a little girl with a penchant for pulling pranks. She was abreathtakingly beautiful woman with a soft heart and plenty of pluck. She’d make a perfect wife for a rancher. He’d take her out of this saloon and show her exactly who she belonged to and who she should come to with her troubles.

Matt strode over to where Annie was putting on a show, most likely for his benefit, and
crossed his arms over his chest. He cleared his throat.
Annie scowled. “What do you want? I’m busy.”
“Not any more, you ain’t.” His hand shot out and he latched hold of her wrist. “Sorry,
Johnny, but this here lady belongs to me.” Annie sputtered in outrage, but Matt ignored her as he crossed the floor with her in tow. She tugged and squirmed, but he held fast.
“Let me go this instant, Matthew Caine. I’m not going anywhere with you.” Matt kept
walking and she kept yanking. “Did you hear me? I said let go. Johnny, will you please help me?” She called over her shoulder. Johnny just stood there with his jaw hanging open.
Matt whirled around so fast she slammed into his chest and nearly lost her balance. He gripped her upper arms and picked her up off the floor until they were eyeball to eyeball. “Don’t go getting an innocent man involved in your childish games, Annie Dobbs. Now, you’re coming with me real peaceful like,” he set her on her feet, “or else.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah,” he shot back and snatched hold of her wrist once again. “One more word and I’ll turn you over my knee right here and tan you proper.”

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“Sounds like you need a firmer hand on the leash” Hmm, I love that line ;)

May8

#MyDom #Newrelease 18+ #Blushing Books Jane Henry and Maisy Archer stopped by to share a snippet of their new release ‘My Dom’. Caution, the excerpt is hot. Here’s a little peek at what the book is about.

Blurb:

Heidi considers herself a strong, independent, professional—definitely not the type to fall for a macho, dominant alpha-male like her neighbor in 6F. Yet when she overhears his kinky, sensual escapades one evening, she finds herself as intrigued as she is horrified. Surely that’s not spanking she’s hearing? And are those whimpers from the woman in his bed caused by pleasure or pain? She tells herself she is not attracted to…whatever they are doing. But when she has an unfortunate run-in with Mr. 6F himself, the connection is electric. To her great consternation, she finds herself imagining what it would be like to be under his authority, or bound to his bed.

Dominic thinks he’s tasted all the pleasures the lifestyle has to offer without the messy complications of an emotional connection or commitment…until he meets Heidi. The night she finally gets up the nerve to ask him to put her over his knee, he’s more than happy to oblige. This sassy, adorable woman draws out of him a desire to protect and lead, awakened with growing fervor as he introduces her to the erotic, intoxicating world of dominance and submission.

But when Heidi and Dom are thrown together in an unlikely series of events that tie them together professionally, they must separate business from pleasure. Or will they?

Excerpt:

“Keys,” Dom demanded, and just that single word made her tremble violently.

Shit! Where were her keys? In her purse, which she’d just left in the…

“Back in the car!” she moaned.

Without breaking stride, Dom swung right, towards his building. He quickly unlocked the door and Heidi stumbled through it, into the cool silence of his entryway.

Before she could draw breath, Dom was in front of her, pushing her back against the door, his body flush against hers, his lips on her throat.

Her arms rose to touch him, but he grabbed both of her wrists in his hands and pinned them to the door above her head.

“Once we start, Heidi, I’m not gonna stop,” he told her, and she wasn’t sure if it was a threat or a vow, but either way her answer was the same.

“Yesss,” she breathed.

His tongue darted out to lick the sensitive spot just below her ear, a gesture of approval for her quick agreement, and Heidi felt her knees buckle as sensation overwhelmed her. Everything about him excited her – the sight of the broad shoulders beneath his dark blue suit jacket, the strong but gentle hold of his fingers on her wrist, the spicy smell of his aftershave, and the raspy arousal of his voice as he spoke to her.

“I don’t know if you understood what you agreed to, back in that conference room, what you gave me, but here’s our new agreement. You don’t like something, you don’t understand something, you’re freaked out about something, you talk to me, and we will find a solution.”

The steam of his breath against her throat made it nearly impossible to concentrate on his words.

“Right,” she whispered, shifting her head to allow him better access.

“And,” he said, pausing to grasp her earlobe with his teeth and make her gasp. “You do whatever you need to do when you’re out there. You built yourself a career you’re proud of. I would never want this, us, to fuck that up. But in here, Heidi…”

His voice descended to a growl.

“In here, you belong to me.”

As he spoke the words, he pressed his hips more firmly into hers, and she could feel the hard length of his erection burning against her stomach, marking her.

She closed her eyes.

“God, yes,” she whispered drunkenly.

And then suddenly he was gone.

Her eyes flew open. In the bright sunlight that flooded the entryway from the sidelights to the left and right of the door, she saw him standing several steps away, hands fisted at his sides, eyes fixed on her face, chest heaving beneath his fitted dress shirt.

“Shirt first, Heidi,” he commanded, his voice raw. “Nice and slow.”

“Sh… shirt?” She could hear the dreamy quality of her own voice, the sound dampened by the thrum of blood in her ears.

“Show me, baby,” he murmured.

She licked her suddenly dry lips.

He wanted her to strip for him?

Good. Lord.

She could feel a pulse low in her belly.

Eyes on his, Heidi lifted her hands to the top button of her shirt and took a step toward the hall that led to his bedroom.

He moved a single step to block her path.

“Right here, Heidi.”

Here? In the bright sunlight coming from the frosted glass windows?

As though he could read the questions in her mind, he repeated, “Right. Here. Right. Now.”

He slowly shrugged off his suit jacket and tie, then leaned against the wall and folded his arms, watching her.

If he had looked the slightest bit disinterested or aloof, if his voice had held even the slightest hint of the detachment he’d shown his other ladies, she couldn’t have done it. But his eyes didn’t so much as flicker away from her hands as they carefully slid down the placket of her blouse, freeing each button from its buttonhole. And the tension that gripped his body belied his casual pose, as did the massive erection tenting the front of his pants.

Mr. Angelico wasn’t disinterested. Not at all.

When all of the buttons were opened, she shrugged and let the thin material fall to the floor. She looked at him expectantly, waiting for his next instruction.

“The camisole,” he rasped.

Heidi was suddenly breathless.

Crossing her arms in front of her stomach, she slid the edge of the silky material from beneath her skirt and slipped it up, up, up. Each inch of her belly heated as she exposed it, warmed by the blazing heat in his eyes. It glided softly over her skin, raising goosebumps, tightening her nipples to hard peaks, until she lifted her arms completely and let the material fall to the floor with a soft whoosh.

“Christ.” It was a whisper, a harsh release of breath.

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BIO: Jane Henry

Jane has been writing since her early teens, dabbling in short stories and poetry. When she married and began having children, her pen was laid to rest for several years, until the National Novel Writing Challenge (NaNoWriMo) in 2010 awakened in her the desire to write again. That year, she wrote her first novel, and has been writing ever since. In 2012, she became interested in the d/s lifestyle, and has discovered her love for writing romance with a d/s twist. With a houseful of children, she finds time to write in the early hours of the morning, squirreled away with a laptop, blanket, and cup of hot coffee. Years ago, she heard the wise advice, “Write the book you want to read,” and has taken it to heart. She sincerely hopes you also enjoy the books she likes to read.

BIO: Maisy Archer

Maisy is an unabashed book nerd who has been in love with romance since reading her first Julie Garwood novel at the tender age of 12. After a decade as a technical writer, she finally made the leap into writing fiction several years ago and has never looked back. Like her other great loves – coffee, caramel, beach vacations, yoga pants, and her amazing family – her love of words has only continued to grow… in a manner inversely proportional to her love of exercise, house cleaning, and large social gatherings. She loves to hear from fellow romance lovers, and is always on the hunt for her next great read.

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Susannah Shannon’s New Release, ‘Relish’

Apr2

Relish cover Susannah is here to share a snippet of her new release, Relish Book #2 in the Cass Chronicles with <ahem> some S&M contraband included. Sounds like the story is as hot as the cover 😀 Thanks for visiting, Susannah ❤

Blurb:

Cass Nelson has gotten used to blizzards, wolves and being an outsider in Slicktrench Alaska.. While she couldn’t be happier in her marriage to Killian, the arrival of a surprise package is a potent reminder that her marriage isnt like the relationships her friends all have. She might not understand this whole being a submissive wife business, but she does understand that she can’t imagine living a life without the man she adores even if he lights up her bottom on a regular basis.

Busy with helping to run the lodge and posting on her very popular CassCooks blog, her life tips upside down with having to deal with Killian’s brother who is marrying a woman that nobody likes and an IRS auditor nosing around the lodge. Just when Cass has decided that the best way to insure a happy marriage is to totally give up her own dreams, she is offered her own TV show. Her decision to not share this information with her husband will cause all sorts of different kinds of reverberations.

Will wedding bells ring and is that howling coming from the wolves outside or the wife inside when her husband discovers that his precious wife is holding back her own secrets?

You had no idea Alaska could be this hot.

Excerpts

There was a photo album her mother had sent. Cass’s mother had been a serious scrapbooker all of Cass’s life and the digital revolution had hit her hard. She just could not give up her deckle edged scissors, so her children still received fussily decorated scrapbooks several times a year. She set the stack of bills aside and turned her attention to the other package. It had been shipped to a C Nelson c/o a post office box. Cass wasn’t aware of having a PO box. Maybe it just automatically happened when you moved here, she thought. She used a spare key that was deep in the recesses of her bag to slit open the paper tape. Digging through the packing peanuts she spied something that was bright blue. She reached in and to her amazement was pulling a small bright blue paddle out of the boxwhen the passenger door swung open.

She stuffed the vividly colored contraband back into the box with such force that she broke though the bottom of the parcel. She had unleashed a torrent of static ridden packing peanuts that suddenly seemed to fill up the jeep.

“What’s in the box?” queried her mother in law. Cass tossed the box over her shoulder. It arced, leaking like a rocket shedding jet fuel , into the back seat. Cassandra spat out a packing peanut. As per usual when she was caught off guard she began to babble. ”Mom sent me a scrapbook you can’t see it now. I’ll show you later, but I’ll definitely show you later. Nothing to hide.” She cackled like a lunatic of criminal intent. “Or maybe the cake pans were in here. I’m not sure. Something was in there. But it really doesn’t matter. We have to get home right now!” Hazel was deep in her own thoughts and barely seemed to notice the bizarre behavior of her daughter in law.

Cass was unsure how she would distract her mother in law long enough to smuggle into the lodge the S&M contraband that she had apparently been too drunk to know she was having delivered to the PO box that she didn’t know that she had. She needn’t have worried. Hazel said, ”Oh I forgot to put clean towels in cabin 2 I’ll unload the jeep later” and nearly threw herself out of the still moving jeep as soon as they were through the open gates of the lodge.

http://www.amazon.com/Susannah-Shannon/e/B01BRUE3ZE/

http://www.amazon.com/Relish-Cass-Chronicles-Book-2-ebook/dp/B01DMQIX2A/

Some info about the lovely, Susannah Shannon

I live in the American midwest with my family. I write romances that are funny(well, I try). I love the inner conflict of a smart, modern, independent woman who longs to submit to that one special man.

#Maddie Taylor’s Luke, Heath and Aaron Jackson are hanging out with me today. Come on over and drool over these hot covers and sexy snippets ;)

Mar31

Woohoo, I’m such a lucky girl. I have the Jackson boys hanging out with me today…alllll dayyy. Maybe even the rest of the week. Yay!!! I have to admit the hunk in the middle is my fav. Thanks so much, Maddie! So, let’s move onward in a time when men were men and women were glad of it 😉

Escape to the old west, to the Wyoming Territory, still a new and often unruly frontier where dangers abound. Meet three brothers, Aaron, Heath and Luke Jackson, sons of a strong, hard worker, upstanding man albeit rather old fashioned who puts family above all else, and he will do anything to protect that family, even if that means taking his boys to the woodshed when necessary, or his wife over his knee. He raises his sons to be the same way. These are their stories.

Marshal’s Law

#1 Bestselling Erotic Western

Aaron Jackson: The youngest of the three sons, Aaron veers from the family cattle ranching business to become the youngest marshal in the territory at twenty-eight. He is a stickler for rules and order, so when he takes a wife, he expects no less from her.

Janelle has never been to a place like Laramie, in fact, due to an unexplained phenomenon, she has never experienced life in the old west at all, and it is a rude awakening. She has also never met a man like Aaron Jackson, strong, powerful and so handsome he takes her breath away, and she has for darn sure never had a man take her over his knee, flip up her skirt, and enforce his authority with the flat of his hand, or a hairbrush, or the threat of a switch. But she is forced by circumstances to accept him and his protection.

This is their love story: poignant, turbulent, and touching, Janelle must learn to adapt to her new life in 1878, and often inflexible Aaron, must learn to bend in order to keep her.

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Fantastic! Couldn’t put it down!!

ByBon May 3, 2014

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What a mesmerizing and heartfelt story, full of love, hot sex, danger, intrigue, and terrific writing. I was so sad for it to end as the author made me feel a part of the wonderful family she created. Loved it!

Jackson’s Justice

#1 Bestselling Erotic Western

Heath Jackson: Oldest brother Heath experienced heartbreak early on, which left him jaded about love and marriage. He’s content running cattle by day at his ranch and keeping company with a lovely widow from town in his free time. When he notices that Jenny Harper, a longtime family friend who has long been infatuated with him, has turned into a pretty and very tempting young woman, he fights the attraction.

Tragedy strikes, putting Jenny in desperate straits, she does what she must, even lowering herself to work as a piano player at the local brothel in order to keep her home and provide for her young brother. But the job is fraught with dangers, drunken lustful men, gunfights and she realizes she can’t continue when one day she comes face to face with Heath and his brothers during a bar brawl. Thank goodness for her garish wig and disguise. She decides she must marry quickly and Heath finds he can’t bear to watch as other men, weak, inappropriate men, vie for her affections.

Convinced she needs a strong man like him to keep her and her young brother safe, he has a change of heart about marriage and claims her for himself. Determined to curb her headstrong ways and have a real marriage, like that of his parents, he endeavors to give her the guidance and love that she needs, even when it means taking her over his knee for a lesson with his broad palm or the business end of a paddle.

Amazon: http://ow.ly/ZEbbi

Mouth-watering!

ByAnarion February 1, 2015

Format: Kindle Edition

Heath Jackson is swoon worthy in this mouth-watering erotic romance. Masterful, dominant and the kind of guy who knows exactly what he wants. Jenny is going to have her work cut out for her enticing him into marriage… but as they say… where there is a will, there’s a way and this girl has willfulness in spades LOL. Loved this wonderful tale and can’t wait for more of the same Ms Taylor!!!

Wild Wisteria

#1 Bestselling Erotic Western

Spanking Romance Review 2015 Historical Western of the Year

Luke Jackson: Middle brother, Luke, feels no pressure to curb his free spirited ways, happy to work the family ranch and in his spare time unwind at the Red Eye Saloon with a stout whiskey or with one of the lovely ladies upstairs, letting his married brothers carry on the Jackson name. That is until he meets Wisteria Turner. In trouble with the law from day one, she is wild and impetuous and he can’t get the violet eyed beauty out of his head. After a night of incredible passion, a horrible misunderstanding shatters their newfound romance and her fragile trust. She flees Luke’s loving arms, only to encounter hardships, danger, and much more trouble than she bargained for.

When circumstances force Wisteria to return to Luke’s hometown, she does her best to keep the secret she has hidden since that night. Once the truth comes out, however, Luke puts his foot down. He makes it clear that he’ll be watching out for Wisteria from now on, whether she likes it or not, even if that means giving her a good, hard spanking to get her attention first. Can this star crossed pair find love in t heir marriage after all the lies and deceit?

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Wonderful Wisteria

ByMKSon November 29, 2015

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Maddie Taylor’s Jackson brothers saga is fantastic. I know it’s the end but I truly hope she re visits this family again. What a fun match Luke and Wisteria are. Adventure, love, lust, romance, this book has it all. After reading this you want to go back and read all of them again. I love your writing Maddie, keep up the good work.

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Mary, thank so much for giving me the opportunity to share my Jackson brothers with your readers. I love these wonderful heroes so much that when I was done, I wished I had made six of them. I am planning to add a little addendum book starring the Red Eye Saloon’s Madame, Miss Charlotte. Look for that sometime late this year.

Also, look for my contribution to The Red Petticoat Saloon series that has just debuted. My novel, Claiming Coral, will be out in July. Can’t wait for that!

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Check out The Red Petticoat website for more information, a release schedule, and to see all the wonderful #1 bestselling authors involved in this project. It is going to be awesome.

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‘Just Right for Me’ #DD romance #spanking #Blushingbooks

Mar1

justrightforme When Ross Garrison returned to Pennsylvania, Mia finds that she’s still head over heels in love with the dark haired, sexy male. But the young man who had fled from the bite of her short temper years ago had been replaced with a confident commanding no nonsense kind of guy. The type of guy she swore she’d never fall for. But when he suggests they give their relationship another shot coupled with a dose of Domestic Discipline on the side, the image of her lying face down over his firm thighs is way too tempting to ignore. Besides, there was nothing wrong with a playful spanking now and again. But Mia’s about to learn just how serious Ross regarded their second chance and rules are rules.

Excerpt

“Mia! What did I tell you about leaving your shoes lying around where someone can trip over them? Damn woman, I almost went through the shower wall.” Footsteps pounded toward her room.

Uh oh. With a squeak Mia dove back into bed and pulled the blankets up over her head. The footsteps ended at the foot of her bed and she squeezed her eyes shut. Maybe he’d believe she had fallen asleep and by morning she’d cook him a hearty breakfast and everything would be forgotten. Ross did love her cooking.

Mia tensed and stayed as still as she could. It was roasting under the blankets and she wasn’t sure how long she could hold out. She bit her lip as a bead of sweat trickled down between her breasts. Unable to take the heat any longer she shoved the blankets to her waist. “How dare you come into my room without knocking, you louse.” Her eyes widened in shock as the ‘louse’ stood there wearing a pair of boxers and nothing else. What a magnificent chest. He held a pink sneaker in one hand, but her attention dropped to the enticing bulge tenting those boxers.

“Oh, this louse is about to dare a lot more.” He stalked out of the room only to come back with the blanket and pillow she had left on the couch. He dropped them on the chair in the corner of the room. “Thanks, but I won’t need these tonight or any other night.”

“The hell you won’t.”

“That’s strike three.

“Last I heard one and two came before three,” she fired back angrily.

“Are you deliberating testing me, young lady?” Did he honestly expect her to answer that question? “Strike one, you left your shoes lying around. Strike two is for swearing. It’s not ladylike.”

“Screw lady like and don’t lecture me on where I put my shoes and you are not sleeping in here so get that thought right out of your head.” Winded, Mia took a deep breath. “What’s strike three?” She had to ask.

Ross shook his head in dismay. “Ordering me out of your bedroom. Geez, you’re starting off this night with a bang for sure. Did you forget about our agreement already? You’d follow the rules and the rules include putting things where they belong.”

He had her there. She did agree to the rules. “Can’t we start this agreement tomorrow?” Hopefully he’d relent. The bulging vein at the side of his right temple could pop at any moment and her butt would surely pay the price.

“Nope. And what’s with the outraged ‘maiden’ act? We slept together before. How is our relationship supposed to work if we don’t resume where we had off?” He had the audacity to wink.

Mia saw red. So that’s what this so called trial relationship was all about. He wanted sex. Heedless of her short silk nighty she scrambled to her feet and stood on the bed, her hands fisted on her hips. “Why you low down bastard. That’s why you wanted to try again. You want sex.” She hopped off the bed like a bunny, stomped over to the doorway and swung the door wide open. “Get out. If it’s a casual fuck you’re looking for then go after your Barbie doll.” She stopped to catch her breath and made the mistake of gloating right in his face. A shiver of apprehension shimmied down her spine. Oh my, a tic now joined the vein and both were throbbing in unison.

Ross took one step toward her and Mia let out a scream. He raised his brows. “Save your voice, I haven’t even touched you…yet”

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