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‘Just Right for Me’. Ross knows what Mia wants. #Firmhand #DomesticDiscipline

justrightformeBlurb:

Mia Adam’s disapproved of her sister’s Domestic Discipline marriage, but when her old flame comes back to town and suggests they give domestic discipline a whirl she changes her mind.  She still regrets the day she had lost her temper and sent Ross Garrison running for the hills.  She’d do anything for a second chance.

Ross Garrison returned to Pennsylvania to attend his aunt’s funeral and hopefully get a second chance with the woman who had stolen his heart so long ago. Mia possessed a temper to rival the devil and had a penchant for jumping to conclusions, but Ross was no longer the young man who avoided drama as much as possible. He had matured during his stint in the Marines and was quite capable of taming his wildcat with a good old-fashioned spanking or two.

Mia’s childhood lacked love and discipline and the uncle she thought would always be there for her had betrayed her in the worst possible way. Could she put aside her trust issues and allow Ross to know what was good for her even though her bottom would more than likely suffer the consequences?

EXCERPT:

Who would have thought she’d be sitting here considering a Domestic Discipline relationship with the one man who had walked out on her so many years ago. Ross had sounded so sincere, Mia almost believed him. Perhaps she had been wrong. Maybe he didn’t cheat on her with Kelly; she had always been a troublemaker. Mia sighed. She had prayed for a second chance and here it was, sitting in her kitchen. All six foot four of him, wrapped nicely in a pair of faded jeans and black cotton T.

Despite her protests concerning her sister’s marriage, Mia’s insides were all quivering. How would it feel to be turned over Ross’s lap and spanked? Would he spank her over her clothes or demand she take off her pants and panties? Flustered at the direction her thoughts were going, she got up from her chair and wandered over to the sink. She swallowed hard. “Is spanking included as punishment?” She heard the scrap of a chair and soon felt his presence directly behind her, scorching her backside.

“So, you’re familiar with Domestic Discipline and what that entails?” His breath stirred the hairs at the back of her neck and she shivered. His big hands slid up her arms to cup her shoulders and squeeze as he occupied his mouth by dropping light kisses just below her earlobe. Her breasts ached and her nipples tightened. Ross had always been an attentive lover, taking his time as he played with her body. Mia relaxed her stance and allowed herself to rest against his hard body. Ross slid a hand down to her navel and splayed his fingers wide anchoring her close so she could feel his hardness prodding her ass. She tilted her head to the side in order to give him more access to the sensitive area adjoining her neck and shoulder. Ross immediately set his mouth upon her and covered her skin with kisses.

“You didn’t answer my question, sweetheart.” He nibbled his way back up to her earlobe, suckled the flange of flesh and then stuck his tongue in her ear. “What do you know about Domestic Discipline?”

His raspy voice was like an aphrodisiac and Mia’s knees nearly buckled. “Not much, just what I read about it and from Becky.” Only the strength of his iron clasp pressing into her belly kept her in place, otherwise she would have been on the floor in a puddle at his feet. The other hand traveled to her breast. He thumbed one nipple, then the other.

“Hmm, if you agree to this type of relationship, spanking will most definitely be involved.”

His touch, his voice made it impossible for Mia to think. She broke away from his hold and moved over to the kitchen table. Ross was here, suggesting they give their relationship another try, but what about Connie? “How does Connie fit in all this?”

He heaved a sigh. “Connie left for California yesterday. There hasn’t been a woman as special as you in my life.”

Even though Mia felt better, thinking about him and Connie as fuck buddies didn’t sit too well with her either, but she hadn’t expected him to live like a monk. She had dated throughout the years, but there wasn’t a man who made her pulse leap as Ross had done.

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

justrightformeWhen 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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#New #Release #Author Bethany Leigh

BRITA Cure for All Ills. Many misdeeds – one punishment (Hmm, sounds like someone’s gonna get a spanking 😉

Maddie, Sarah, Ginny and the other feisty women in these stories all have problems. And they all have men who believe that a spanking is a cure for all ills.

#Maddie’s hot new date loves to cook – but she avoids eating at all costs

#Sarah has perfect plans for her anniversary – but Dan’s disappeared into his man-cave

#Ginny’s always let her dog run free in the ‘on-lead’ area – but now a fine has turned up in the post

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Cure-All-Ills-collection-spanking-ebook/dp/B01C4VVGPA/ref=la_B018Z9NLSK_1_4?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1456274107&sr=1-4

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Excerpt

“Keep him on the lead in future,” Andy said, “or drive to the off-lead area. If a by-laws officer spots him off-lead…”

“I’ve never seen a by-laws officer since we moved here!” I returned. “And anyway, it was better that Freddie was off the lead today when he was attacked. Otherwise I’d have been caught up in it too.”

“Virginia,” said Andy, “if Freddie had been on the lead, he wouldn’t have been bounding towards the other dog, would he?”

Virginia. I hated it when Andy called me by my full name, like he was my father or something. “Freddie was just being friendly,” I told him. “He’s never had a dog react like that before. If that dog’s aggressive towards other dogs he should be on a lead.”

“Well, like I said, I want you to keep Freddie on the lead in future.” And that was his last word on the subject. He picked up his iPad and started catching up with the day’s news.

Well, bollocks to that, I thought, picking up the scarf I was knitting for Georgia for winter. Andy only walked Freddie at weekends – and he was much bigger and stronger than me, much more capable of holding Freddie still when he wanted to run. I wasn’t going to have my arm almost yanked off just because Andy was worried about Freddie being spotted by a nonexistent by-laws officer. Nobody else around here seemed to obey the on-lead rules. And I wasn’t going to either.

*****

Hi Bethany thanks so much for coming on my blog and sharing some spanky snippets from your new book. LOL. These stories sound a lot like me. I hate being told what to do. Tell me and our readers a little bit about your new release.

It’s a collection of short stories and is titled A Cure for All Ills. Whereas my first book, Freedom, was an alt-history and my second, At Dead of Night, was a detective story, A Cure for All Ills is a collection of honest-to-goodness domestic discipline stories. One of the stories features a spanko time-traveller from the future making illicit trips back to 1680s London to track down the legendary spanker Whipping Tom, but all the others are contemporary, featuring women in DD relationships and whose partners see – or come to see –  spanking as ‘a cure for all ills’.

Which was your favourite story in the collection to write and why?

I have two joint favourites. ‘A Cure for All Ills’ was the very first DD story I ever wrote, based on my experiences with an eating disorder and my longing for a guy to come along and help me recover with some tough love. The other is ‘Anniversary Blues’ because I love the dynamic between the two characters. Sarah is so hot-headed and Dan is such a tough nut with a soft centre. I also love the way he goes about spanking her -– he picks her up and bends her over the bed or his knee. No ordering her across his knee – she’d never submit!

What do you like to do when you’re not writing?

Catching up with friends for coffee and wine, hanging out with my family, bushwalking and spotting native wildlife, watching movies, watching really good drama on TV, playing computer games, exploring new places.

Author Bio

Bethany Leigh is a writer of domestic dramas and detective stories spiced up with spankings and romance. Her books are: Freedom, set in an alternate Edwardian England; Betrothed, a short prequel to Freedom; At Dead of Night, a contemporary whodunit; and A Cure For All Ills, an anthology of short domestic discipline stories. All are published by Blushing Books.

 

Bethany lives in Australia. When she’s not writing, she likes hanging out with her family, catching up with friends over a wine or coffee, and spotting kangaroos, wombats, kookaburras and other fabulous wildlife in the bush near her home.

 

Author links

http://bethanyleighromance.blogspot.com.au/

Twitter: @writerbethany1

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Bethany-Leigh-108399886191157/

Amazon author page: http://www.amazon.com/Bethany-Leigh/e/B018Z9NLSK/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1449447482&sr=8-1

 

 

#Spanked #Bottoms :)

Saturday Spankings

Hi all, welcome to #Saturday #Spanks. This week I’m sharing a snippet from my first story with Blushing Books, ‘Just Right for Me’. Don’t forget to click on the list below my post for some sexy snippets. Have a great weekend!

Mia and Ross are giving their relationship another shot. Mia can’t help but be jealous of Ross’s ex-girlfriend and lets him know about it 🙂

Mia rubbed her nose in his chest hairs. “I don’t want to land in jail for assault, because if
I see her I’ll yank her hair out.” His chest shook and Mia smacked his belly. “I’m serious,
Ross. She’s lucky she didn’t leave the restaurant bald that day we saw each other.”
With ease, he flipped her over on her back and tunneled his fingers through her hair. He
nipped her bottom lip. “You are a wildcat, aren’t you?”
“Damn straight.”

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#Sat #Spanks #Corner time

 

Saturday Spankings

It’s time for #Sat #Spanks weekly blog hop. Check out the list below my post for more hot snippets. My eight sentences are from ‘Just Right for Me’, my very first book with #Blushingbooks. Have a great weekend!

BLURB:

Mia Adam’s disapproved of her sister’s Domestic Discipline marriage, but when her old flame comes back to town and suggests they give domestic discipline a whirl she changes her mind.  She still regrets the day she had lost her temper and sent Ross Garrison running for the hills.  She’d do anything for a second chance.

Ross Garrison returned to Pennsylvania to attend his aunt’s funeral and hopefully get a second chance with the woman who had stolen his heart so long ago. Mia possessed a temper to rival the devil and had a penchant for jumping to conclusions, but Ross was no longer the young man who avoided drama as much as possible. He had matured during his stint in the Marines and was quite capable of taming his wildcat with a good old-fashioned spanking or two.

Mia’s childhood lacked love and discipline and the uncle she thought would always be there for her had betrayed her in the worst possible way. Could she put aside her trust issues and allow Ross to know what was good for her even though her bottom would more than likely suffer the consequences?

Mia swore she wouldn’t jump to the wrong conclusion, but she still has a long way to go. Ross felt he had been too easy on her in the past and was determined to show her he meant business.

“Stick your nose in that corner and lift up your shirt. I want this punished bottom on display. And no rubbing.”
Mia’s heart pounded in her ears. She hesitated, shocked that he would embarrass her this way.
“Is there a problem?”
Their gazes locked and held. Ross’s brows were drawn together in an agonized
expression, his blue eyes filled with regret, which had Mia lowering her head in shame.

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#Sat #Spanks “Take off your clothes.”

Saturday SpankingsAnother Christmas has come and gone and soon we’ll be celebrating the start of a new year. My, how time flies when we’re having fun. Speaking of fun, it’s time for #Sat #Spanks. Yay! Let’s continue where we left off on last weeks post. Mia had been a bad girl and Ross was left with no other option but to punish her. His aim was to teach her to take better care of herself. Mia was stunned when he reached for his belt and immediately covered her bottom with both hands. She asked if he truly meant to use his belt.

Ross folded the thick leather in half. “I’m afraid so. It’s the only way you’re going to learn what I say goes.”
Mia swallowed hard. His hands were strong of that she had no doubt, but with a belt, she was afraid he’d really hurt her.
“Mia, you need this chastisement just as much as I need to see your soft flesh punished.” He held out his hand.
Mia hesitated, then stepped forward and placed her palm in his. He led the way to the bedroom and stepped aside, motioning Mia to enter first. He closed the door. “Take off your clothes.”

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“You’re not going to use your belt, are you?” #SAT #SPANKS

 

Saturday Spankings

Welcome to another #Sat #Spanks blog hop. This week I’m sharing a snippet from, ‘Just Right for Me’. Don’t forget to check out the list below this post for more spanking teasers. Have a great weekend!

Setting the scene,

Mia catches a cold and Ross orders her to stay in bed. As soon as he leaves the house, she gets dressed and goes to work only to be sent home by her boss. Bothered because he left her when she wasn’t feeling all that well, Ross heads back home and finds her gone. He’s angry but refuses to deal with her disobedience while she’s not up to par.

When she’s on the mend, he brings up her past indiscretion and calmly informs her that it’s time for her punishment.

Mia’s jaw dropped. “That happened several days ago. Surely, you’re not going to punish me now. It’s too late.”

Ross chuckled. “There’s no statute of limitations on a spanking, Mia.”

Her eyes widened as he unbuckled his belt and pulled it out of the loops.

She covered her butt with her hands and stepped backward bumping into the couch. “You’re not really going to use your belt on me, are you?”

Would he? Hmm…

BLURB:

Mia Adam’s disapproved of her sister’s Domestic Discipline marriage, but when her old flame comes back to town and suggests they give domestic discipline a whirl she changes her mind.  She still regrets the day she had lost her temper and sent Ross Garrison running for the hills.  She’d do anything for a second chance.

Ross Garrison returned to Pennsylvania to attend his aunt’s funeral and hopefully get a second chance with the woman who had stolen his heart so long ago. Mia possessed a temper to rival the devil and had a penchant for jumping to conclusions, but Ross was no longer the young man who avoided drama as much as possible. He had matured during his stint in the Marines and was quite capable of taming his wildcat with a good old-fashioned spanking or two.

Mia’s childhood lacked love and discipline and the uncle she thought would always be there for her had betrayed her in the worst possible way. Could she put aside her trust issues and allow Ross to know what was good for her even though her bottom would more than likely suffer the consequences?