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!