I am very excited to have my good friend Tara Finnegan over on my blog today and it also just so happens that she fit into my A-Z Blog Challenge perfectly!
Today's letter is E for Exile to Unity.
I am about 70 percent done with this book and I am loving it! If you have never read a book by Tara Finnegan you are truly doing yourself a disservice. She is an excellent story teller with characters that are so very real you feel like they might be living next door to you.
She's sharing a very yummy excerpt with us so I will turn it over to her now!
Casey,
thanks a million for letting me strut my stuff on your blog. Hope you
like thigh high stilettos, fishnets and corset. I’m not overdressed
for the occasion am I? I’m guessing your readers will want a little
naughty so let’s see what we can do for them ;)
Excerpt,
Exile to Unity, Corbin’s Bend Book Three
“Don’t
ask, tell. Take over like you used to. Please?” She
saw him appraise her expression. All of a sudden he seemed taller,
younger and stronger. She didn’t notice his paunched belly, or his
greying temples peppering his once black hair. She just saw her man.
“Come
here,” he ordered as he sat on the sofa. Ange approached him
slowly, nerves kicking in as they always did. Normally he had
expected her to be naked from the waist down so she reached behind to
open her skirt.
“Leave
it,” he ordered, growing taller and more formidable by the second.
Ange cautiously positioned her clothed body across his knee and felt
him bunch her skirt up above her hips. His hand softly caressed her
rounded buttocks as he bared her.
“Mm,
hot, I always liked it better clothed.” That was news to Ange. The
bareness must have been to satisfy her not him. He slipped his
fingers under the waistband of her panties. He didn’t remove them,
just pulled them down to mid-thigh.
“That
is the fucking sexiest picture a man could ever want,” he said as
her garments were positioned to his liking. Ange, aroused from the
outset was now dripping. She felt his hand come down on her arse,
softly, almost reverently; and again the same on the other cheek.
This continued to the count of ten. Ange was just about ready to give
up and get the fucking over with. Things were not going according to
plan. He was being too tender and he just wasn’t getting her fired
up. As she tried to rise, his other hand locked her in position.
“Not
so fast, Ms. O’Brien. I’m in control here,” he warned, bringing
his hand down hard. A rain of hard, stinging thwacks fell rapidly all
over her bottom. Ange wriggled to try to escape the deluge.
“Lie
still unless you want to be tied,” he said and she could feel
moisture pool in her pussy. She hadn’t realized how much she had
missed dominant Jim. Automatically, she gave herself over to him, her
body opening like petals in the early morning light.
Blurb:
Exile to Unity, Corbin’s Bend Book Three
When
their preference for BDSM becomes embarrassingly public, Angela and
Jim O’Brien decide to start afresh in Corbin’s Bend, a community
based on a common ethos of spanking, a place where Ange hopes they
can belong.
Ange
soon learns that in this new environment, Jim is not beyond
chastising her with a good sound spanking as the couple face their
past demons and try to recover the closeness they once shared. New
challenges soon face the couple. Will their difficulties
destroy them or can their move be what Ange initially hoped for, an
exile to unity?
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About
the Author
Accidental
writer from the west of Ireland, Tara likes to write about strong,
feisty modern day heroines who meet their match with even stronger
spanking heroes where the sparks will fly.
When
not writing, she is a wife, mother, taxi-service, gofer and general
finder of lost items!
Thank you so much for having me here today, Casey. And also for your too kind introduction.
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