I made it to the end of the Spanking from A-Z blog challenge, hosted by Celeste Jones and Spanking Romance Reviews!
I feel like I need trumpets or something, some kind of fanfare. I survived and there were only a few tears!
Today Z is for Zombies, because how can I get a Z post to pass without talking about my zombie book??
Here is one of my favorite scenes from Cursed Waters that has a little figging in it too. It was the first figging scene I ever wrote and probably my favorite.
She watched Trevor go over to the bowl he had placed on the dresser. He lifted out a peeled piece of ginger. Roxy stopped what she was doing and rose from her position, turning to look at Trevor in shock.
“Bend back over,” he told her.
“Wait, what are you doing?” She already knew what he was doing, she had begged him to try figging with her the last time they were together, but it had never come about. She almost forgot about the ginger in the kitchen, she had bought it for a new recipe she was going to try, and never got around to making.
“Trust me,” he told her and brought his head down to kiss her hard on the mouth. “Now bend over, don't make me tell you again.”
She gave one last look to the carved piece of ginger root and folded herself back over the end of the bed with a renewed anticipation. He instructed her to put her hand back between her legs and to continue pleasuring herself. Roxy would have been embarrassed but she was still too stunned at the turn of events.
As she worked her fingers along her folds, building her need into a frenzy, Trevor parted her cheeks again. The ginger was cold and hard, nudging to gain entry. He cooed soothing words at her, telling her to relax. He finally pushed it in, pushing past the tightness and she shifted her hips back into him as her orgasm rocked her. She cried out in ecstasy, riding the waves as Trevor manipulated the ginger in her ass.
As she came down from her high Roxy panted into the bed.
“Now that we got that in, it's time to address your disrespect,” Trevor said as he pulled her to stand up.
Roxy glanced around him at the clock. “We should start getting ready, we don't have a lot of time,” she replied, she couldn't be late in saving the world from zombies after all.
Trevor gave her a hard look, “We have plenty of time, and we aren't finished,” he answered, a hint of annoyance in his voice. He gestured towards the floor where his jeans were crumpled up. “Get my belt and bring it here.”
Roxy could only look back at him, she was paralyzed to the spot. Trevor gave her a nudge, “Now, Roxy.”
You can find Cursed Waters on Amazon, it's free to read on KU!
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