Wednesday, September 30, 2015

The Beginnings of a Smut Writer~ Part One

My husband will say something to me occasionally that I find funny, he tells me he won the wife jackpot. It does make me laugh (and flatters me), but I understand why he says it. I didn't really find my kinky side until after we were married. Before that I was an awkward, bumbling, inexperienced sexual being.

I was a virgin until I was 23. I couldn't stomach the thought of giving a blow job, or really doing much in the way of sex until after that.

So it does seem weird that I write erotic romance. I would guess a lot of people who know me would be surprised. For most of my life, I came off as virginal and prudish. I would like to clarify that I was never a prude, I was hungry for information about all things sex, but if any of these conversations were happening in person I was probably wide-eyed and beet red.



You may be asking yourself how does a 23-year-old virgin become a 33-year-old smut writer with an active and kinky sex life? (Or maybe you're not, you might not care.)

I have jokingly said that these last few years have been my sexual renaissance. Supposedly women hit their sexual peak in their thirties, so I guess I am right on schedule. The thing I find funny though is that most of the women I talk to who are my age definitely had given at least one blow job before they had sex.

I never did. I never wanted to. Penises are not an attractive thing, and I am not trying to make men feel bad about their bodies, it's just if we are comparing, I find women way more appealing in the nude. Anyway, in my limited experience with boyfriends, things just never went there, because I didn't want it to.

Then I got together with Mr. McKay (back together, really, if we're keeping track the right way). We had sex. I was no longer a virgin. I owned lingerie for the first time. I was totally getting this sex thing down, and being sexy and all that.

I was going to give him a blow job. It was totally going to happen. Except I had no idea what I was doing. Now, I am one of those nerdy people that likes to know exactly what they are expecting before going into a situation. The unknown freaks me out. I am still to this day afraid of the dark. If I have to drive to some place new for a specific occasion, even with a GPS, I like to do a dry run the day before. 

And now all of a sudden I had it in my head that I was going to give my first blow job. Just like that! No tutorial or anything. My girlfriends were of no help, the ones I had the courage to ask were incredibly vague leading me to believe that they either A. had no idea either B. hated doing it C. both

I even asked Mr. McKay, who looked at me like I had three heads. Right, I guess he'd never given a blow job before either. When I exhibited any kind of nervousness or anxiety he just told me I didn't have to do it. That he wouldn't be able to enjoy it anyway if I was freaking out.

So I did what anyone would do. I got drunk. We were away for the weekend in a hotel room and I sucked down enough drinks to get rid of my nervousness. I knew the basics at least, I put his cock in my mouth and suck, right? Even though it is called a blow job. It's terribly misnamed, it should be a suck job. I think I even giggled about this on that fateful night. I'm sure he really appreciated my running narrative.

We may have made out for a little bit, knowing my husband he probably made me come first. I can't remember all of the details as this was ten years ago. What I do remember is finally just jumping in. I sunk to my knees—and the room tilted, perhaps I had had too many drinks.

I steadied myself and took a deep breath, and then almost choked on the musky smell. I'm not saying he smelled, like in a bad way, but men have that certain musky smell. You know, the manly smell. Maybe it isn't all men and I am just generalizing here, but I have always had a really acute sense of smell and that coupled with the drinks were already spelling out a recipe for disaster.

Then there was the penis itself, staring me in the face. We had had limited interactions up until this point. Sure I had touched it, it had been inside of me, but were we really at a point where I wanted to put it in my mouth? There it was looking all eager and excited, and I was struck with the thought once again that I had no idea what the fuck I was doing.

I remember licking my lips and making sure my mouth wasn't dry. This was literally the only piece of advice I got from one of my friends, and it is to this day a pretty good tip on giving a blow job. Don't jump in there with dry lips, that will not be pleasant for either one of you.

Then, without any sort of preamble I just dove straight in. And I guess I went too quickly, or I got a little too eager, because it slammed into the back of my throat and I gagged around him. I drew back, sputtering and heaving, my gag reflex triggered and I nearly vomited on his dick.


Sexy, right? But there's more!

Then there were the tears. Because what is even better than not actually getting a blow job you were anticipating getting? Oh, it's a crying inconsolable, drunk girlfriend.

If I weren't already so in love with this man at this point in time, he would have had me forever after this anyway. He was non-plussed by the entire situation. He pulled me onto the bed and wrapped me in his arms and told me it didn't matter. None of it mattered. 


We weren't even engaged at this point, but it was talked about. It was happening, we both knew it. But now I was worried. Was this a sticking point? Wouldn't he rather find some girl who could properly orally please him without almost puking?

"What if I can never do it? Can you live your whole life without it?" I remember tearfully asking him. 

He said something to the effect of getting to spend the rest of his life with me was all he wanted, he didn't care about anything else.

Swoon. Pretty much the best answer, because if he had even seemed a little annoyed about the whole outcome I doubt I would have ever tried it again. Also, would I want to marry a man that was annoyed I couldn't give him a blow job?

I still felt the undeniable need to reciprocate. He was always so selfless with the oral pleasure. And so goddamn good at it from day one. I didn't want to be lacking in this area. I was determined to try again and get the hang of it.

Maybe this was the first seed that was planted. So began my journey into my kinky self. It all started with a disastrous blow job.

To Be Continued...



Sunday, September 27, 2015

Behave Yourself~ #ScintillatingSunday


Welcome to my first post for Scintillating Sunday brought to you by the Mile High Muses! 

I've picked out 8 paragraphs from my BDSM menage romance MasteredHailey has entered an auction at a BDSM club that she has no business entering. This is her first encounter with the two Doms who purchased, and the Dom who runs the club. Three Doms in one room? She's justifiably freaked out.

"Whatever you think, just make sure she agrees. I trust you," he said, then turned back to Hailey. "And you. If you want to set foot in this club again, we need to have a private meeting to discuss what happened here tonight. I suggest you listen to these two and behave yourself."

She nodded when none of them spoke again, assuming they were waiting for her answer.

"Words," Tom reminded her, his tone stern. "I believe you were already told that once."

"Oh," she choked out, her throat still dry, the bottle of water forgotten in her hand. "Sorry, yes, I understand."

Martin raised his eyebrows. “You’re sure about this?” He looked at Tom.

“Absolutely.”

This drew a wide grin from the blond guy. Martin shook his head and left the room. He clearly wasn’t a fan of her, she should have been more relieved when he left. But she wasn’t sure what to think as she looked between the two men.

Blond guy strode toward her and she held her breath, but he veered to the side and opened the mini fridge. Helping himself to a can of soda he popped the top and leaned back against the wall. "Should we get formalities out of the way? I'm Adam." He gave her a panty melting grin. One she wasn't aware could exist in real life on a real human being. Her tongue had already been lodged to the roof of her mouth, she feared it was permanently stuck there now.






Hailey needs money fast, and will do anything to get it. Even lie on her application to enter an auction at Fetishes, a BDSM club. 

One weekend. 

She'll get the money she needs and anything else will be a bonus. She can handle one Dom for a weekend...except she ends up with one Dom too many.

Tom's reluctant to get himself back into the BDSM scene since his failed marriage. Adam loves his carefree life—nothing tying him down or keeping him in the same place for too long. Neither of them are looking for a relationship. But then wide-eyed Hailey shows up and proves to be a temptation that neither of them can pass up. They offer her an introduction to the lifestyle, and they intend to show her what it's like to be a trained submissive. 

It's just one weekend...

The lines between fantasy and reality become blurred and soon Hailey fears she'll only end up with a broken heart. When she disappears, can these two Dominant men admit their true feelings for her?

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To Tease a Dom~ Six of the Best


Welcome back to Six of the Best! I have some more to share from my erotic romance Cherished.

Ethan asked Serena to meet him at the BDSM club he is managing. He suggests they have some drinks in his borrowed office. 

Once they were inside, Ethan closed the door softly behind them and gestured her toward a seating area with a leather couch and armchairs. “I have a lounge area,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows at her. “Swanky, right?”

Her giggle bubbled out of her. His comment about having a seating area in his office put her at ease. Like he couldn’t believe he had an office, nevermind a seating area. She was so used to Alex trying to impress and awe her, Ethan’s laid back demeanor was refreshing. “It’s kind of imposing,” she admitted, perching herself on the edge of the couch.

“It is,” he agreed, taking up the cushion next to her. “I was afraid to touch anything the first few days. Knowing Martin, he has a specific place for everything. And if I mess it up?” He raised his eyebrows, and she widened her eyes waiting for him to finish. “There’s a dungeon in this place,” he finished in a mock whisper.

“I’ve been in there,” she said, leaning her head in toward him as if sharing a secret. “You probably couldn’t take it,” she teased.

“You’re right. I probably couldn’t.”



Serena's landed herself the perfect man. He's wealthy, powerful, and an unrelenting Dom. Everything a smart girl with a penchant for kink could want. But a year into their relationship and she's doubting what they really have together. When she confronts him, she's devastated to discover she had the wrong idea from the beginning. 

Ethan is back in town to help out his friend manage his BDSM club. The short respite from his life across the country is just the break he needed. But when his troubles end up following him, things become even more complicated than before.

When Serena and Ethan meet, it isn't perfect timing. Serena finds it hard to trust again, but then Ethan shows her what it's like to be cherished. Can they let go of their baggage long enough to find real happiness? Or will their complicated past relationships catch up with them?

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Saturday, September 26, 2015

She Would Be His~ My Sexy Saturday


We're back for My Sexy Saturday. This week the theme is "Sexy Today". 

I've picked out 7 paragraphs from my BDSM menage romance MasteredHailey has entered an auction at a BDSM club that she has no business entering. This is the first time Adam has laid eyes on her and he is definitely thinking she looks Sexy Today.

Thwacking the paddle against his thigh, he waited patiently for the auctioneer to announce the next victim. He zoned out on the list of likes and dislikes, the neat little sales pitch he was sure the women all pored over. Unable to focus on the words, he watched the girl with the wide eyes teeter on her heels. Her hair hung down past her shoulders. She took a few steps forward and raised her hand as if to brush her hair back, but then hesitated and dropped her hand down to her side. Taking a deep breath and pushing her shoulders back, she seemed to give herself an inner pep talk before she took a few more tentative steps.

This. This was what he was looking for, and what the others had been lacking. He liked the vulnerability. Something in her wide eyes and the way she chewed on her bottom lip—it made him want to pull her down from the stage and claim her as his own.

Could he bid on more than one? He didn't know the rules for this thing, he looked around, hoping to find Martin, when the auctioneer told the crowd her name.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, Hailey. She's yours for the weekend, for the right price."

Well wasn't that just his luck? The only girl to gain his interest was the exact same one Tom wanted. Now he was even more interested in this story. The bidding already started before he got his paddle raised. It didn't matter, he wasn't letting anyone else win her.

They lost a few bidders in the bidding war when the price got over fifteen thousand. Adam knew this was for charity, but were these men crazy? He kept bidding as the amount steadily grew. More bidders dropped off, the thrill of the win not worth the price they were racking up. Hailey wrung her hands on stage as she watched in awe. He bit back a chuckle, she was probably wondering what she would be required to do for thirty thousand dollars.

Adam glanced back to see if Tom had made it yet. He knew he had said no limit, but thirty grand for one weekend was getting a little out of hand—even to his own extreme tastes. He realized it was coming down to him and one other bidder. It was a well-dressed man in the front row, he already had a woman on his arm. Just from the way Hailey eyed him with suspicion made him want to save her from his clutches. No one else would touch this girl. She would be his.







Hailey needs money fast, and will do anything to get it. Even lie on her application to enter an auction at Fetishes, a BDSM club. 

One weekend. 

She'll get the money she needs and anything else will be a bonus. She can handle one Dom for a weekend...except she ends up with one Dom too many.

Tom's reluctant to get himself back into the BDSM scene since his failed marriage. Adam loves his carefree life—nothing tying him down or keeping him in the same place for too long. Neither of them are looking for a relationship. But then wide-eyed Hailey shows up and proves to be a temptation that neither of them can pass up. They offer her an introduction to the lifestyle, and they intend to show her what it's like to be a trained submissive. 

It's just one weekend...

The lines between fantasy and reality become blurred and soon Hailey fears she'll only end up with a broken heart. When she disappears, can these two Dominant men admit their true feelings for her?

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Respecting Daddy~ Saturday Spankings


Welcome back to Saturday Spankings! I have more from my new release Cherished.

I'm sharing from the same scene from last week. Serena's in the middle of a funishment spanking from her boyfriend Ethan, but it's suddenly taken on a more sentimental turn. 

“Good girl, hands on the desk, don’t lift them up.”

She gave him a nod and sucked in a breath.

He brought down the ruler, catching the bottom part of her cheeks.

Serena whimpered. “I will respect myself and daddy. Three.”

Ethan spread his fingers, spanning her stomach, holding her in place. His heart contracted at her nicknames. He had come to view her as his baby girl—he wanted to take care of her, did she want him in that role?






Serena's landed herself the perfect man. He's wealthy, powerful, and an unrelenting Dom. Everything a smart girl with a penchant for kink could want. But a year into their relationship and she's doubting what they really have together. When she confronts him, she's devastated to discover she had the wrong idea from the beginning. 

Ethan is back in town to help out his friend manage his BDSM club. The short respite from his life across the country is just the break he needed. But when his troubles end up following him, things become even more complicated than before.

When Serena and Ethan meet, it isn't perfect timing. Serena finds it hard to trust again, but then Ethan shows her what it's like to be cherished. Can they let go of their baggage long enough to find real happiness? Or will their complicated past relationships catch up with them?

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Saturday, September 19, 2015

Spanking His Baby Girl~ Saturday Spankings


Welcome back to Saturday Spankings! I have more from my new release Cherished.

I'm picking up where I left off last week. In case you forgot, Serena is bent over her boyfriend Ethan's desk. He's come up with a reason to punish her, but it's more of a funishment. 

She let out a squeal and her hands flew off of the desk momentarily before she slammed them back down. “I will respect myself. And Big Daddy.” She added with a giggle.

“Hmm, oh baby girl,” he growled, leaning in close and nipping her earlobe. “Don’t forget to count.”

“Two!” she squeaked as he slid the ruler between her cheeks.





Serena's landed herself the perfect man. He's wealthy, powerful, and an unrelenting Dom. Everything a smart girl with a penchant for kink could want. But a year into their relationship and she's doubting what they really have together. When she confronts him, she's devastated to discover she had the wrong idea from the beginning. 

Ethan is back in town to help out his friend manage his BDSM club. The short respite from his life across the country is just the break he needed. But when his troubles end up following him, things become even more complicated than before.

When Serena and Ethan meet, it isn't perfect timing. Serena finds it hard to trust again, but then Ethan shows her what it's like to be cherished. Can they let go of their baggage long enough to find real happiness? Or will their complicated past relationships catch up with them?

On sale now at Amazon

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Friday, September 18, 2015

One Sexy Boy~ My Sexy Saturday


I'm doing My Sexy Saturday again, this week's theme is One Sexy Boy. Although I wouldn't really call Ethan, from my new book Cherished, a boy (at least to his face) he is sexy. Serena thinks so, even though it isn't love at first sight.


Serena took the moment to really look him over. Muscles. Well-tailored suit. Pretty face. He probably had more money than he knew what to do with and an ego to match. His eyes met hers and he gave her a tilted grin.

Serena fought the urge to roll her eyes.



Serena's landed herself the perfect man. He's wealthy, powerful, and an unrelenting Dom. Everything a smart girl with a penchant for kink could want. But a year into their relationship and she's doubting what they really have together. When she confronts him, she's devastated to discover she had the wrong idea from the beginning. 

Ethan is back in town to help out his friend manage his BDSM club. The short respite from his life across the country is just the break he needed. But when his troubles end up following him, things become even more complicated than before.

When Serena and Ethan meet, it isn't perfect timing. Serena finds it hard to trust again, but then Ethan shows her what it's like to be cherished. Can they let go of their baggage long enough to find real happiness? Or will their complicated past relationships catch up with them?

On sale now at Amazon

Sunday, September 13, 2015

Taken Care Of~ Six of the Best


Welcome back to Six of the Best! I have a few paragraphs from my new book Cherished which is on sale now!

At this point in the story Ethan has walked Serena home from a restaurant where they had met some friends. It wasn't officially a "date" but she invited him up to her apartment. He's just given her an amazing orgasm and she was about to return the favor, but he stops her:


She gasped as he pulled out of her panties, his hand brushing against her sensitive nub. Trying to push up on her arms, she reached forward, toward his fly, intending to return the favor. He caught her wrist. “Relax,” he said. With an arm slipped behind her, he pulled her to lay beside him on the couch. He turned her so her back rested against his front.

She’d not thought it possible they could fit side by side on her couch, but here she was with Ethan spooning her from behind. “Want to watch some TV?” he asked as he reached for her remote.

“Um.” Her mind whirled. He’d just brought her to glorious orgasm and he didn’t want reciprocation? “Sure,” she said, settling in next to him. Her nipples were cold and she looked down at the wet spots on the front of her shirt where he had had his mouth.

The chill only lasted a moment, because once Ethan found an old comedy movie playing, he dropped the remote and circled his arms around her. She rested her head against the couch, tucked up under his chin.

She didn’t wake up until he was settling her into her own bed. She tried to talk to him, ask him to stay, thank him for the great night, but her mind was thick with sleep. She was back against her pillows before she got anything out. The last feeling that washed over her caught her off guard. Happiness. When was the last time she was so content?



Serena's landed herself the perfect man. He's wealthy, powerful, and an unrelenting Dom. Everything a smart girl with a penchant for kink could want. But a year into their relationship and she's doubting what they really have together. When she confronts him, she's devastated to discover she had the wrong idea from the beginning. 

Ethan is back in town to help out his friend manage his BDSM club. The short respite from his life across the country is just the break he needed. But when his troubles end up following him, things become even more complicated than before.

When Serena and Ethan meet, it isn't perfect timing. Serena finds it hard to trust again, but then Ethan shows her what it's like to be cherished. Can they let go of their baggage long enough to find real happiness? Or will their complicated past relationships catch up with them?

On sale now at Amazon

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Saturday, September 12, 2015

Master Ethan Gives a Spanking~ Saturday Spankings


Welcome back to Saturday Spankings! I have a new release this fine Saturday, it's still hot off the virtual presses. Cherished is a BDSM romance with lots of kink and a lot of heart!

Serena is finding out just how serious her new Dom/boyfriend, Ethan, can be. Apparently he doesn't appreciate bargaining.


“I will respect myself.” He yanked her jeans and her tiny little thong down in one action. “And Master Ethan,” he added, giving her a smirk.

She shot him a dirty look and he smacked her butt with his hand.

“Make sure you don’t lose count either. Six.”

“Four?” she asked, a whine in her voice.

“Okay, ten.”

“No, no. Six!”



Serena's landed herself the perfect man. He's wealthy, powerful, and an unrelenting Dom. Everything a smart girl with a penchant for kink could want. But a year into their relationship and she's doubting what they really have together. When she confronts him, she's devastated to discover she had the wrong idea from the beginning. 

Ethan is back in town to help out his friend manage his BDSM club. The short respite from his life across the country is just the break he needed. But when his troubles end up following him, things become even more complicated than before.

When Serena and Ethan meet, it isn't perfect timing. Serena finds it hard to trust again, but then Ethan shows her what it's like to be cherished. Can they let go of their baggage long enough to find real happiness? Or will their complicated past relationships catch up with them?

On sale now at Amazon

Make sure you visit all the other Saturday Spankers!

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Had She Ever Been Kissed Like This?~ New BDSM Romance!!

Cherished is live and ready to be purchased! I wasn't expecting it to happen until the little Amazon elves shelved it in the wee hours of the morning (that's how that stuff happens you know).

I didn't have a post ready! But I think in honor of my release, you should at least get a little taste. Let me introduce you to Serena and Ethan, they've met before and have just run into each other again. They're getting acquainted.

Ethan turned his body so he faced her. Reaching up, he touched her finger that twirled a strand of hair. “Am I making you nervous?” he asked, laughter filling his voice.

“What?” She was horrified he thought she was nervous. She was. But he didn’t need to know that. “No, sorry, bad habit.” She pulled her finger loose from her hair and wiped her palms again.

He gave her a grin and covered her hand.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” she blurted out. Smooth, Serena, real smooth. She mentally kicked herself. But her breath caught when Ethan’s face fell. Fuck. She’d been actively dating for two weeks and they all had something wrong with them. Sexy Ethan probably had a chick waiting back in LA, or maybe that girl at the club…

“I’m just getting out of… a thing,” he said, taking his hand back and running it through his hair as he blew out a sigh.

“A thing?” Her heart pounded. She wanted desperately for him to available.

“It’s complicated,” he said. “It was complicated, but it’s finished now.”

She chewed her lip and bounced her knee up and down. She could really use a cigarette, her nerves were frayed and sitting on her couch with Ethan wasn’t making her any calmer.

“What about your boyfriend?” he asked.

She rolled her eyes and tried for an easy laugh, but even to her own ears it sounded humorless. “Turns out he was never my boyfriend,” she said with a shrug. “I understand complicated,” she added.

He smiled and leaned in, then placed his hand on her bouncing leg. “Am I making you uncomfortable?”

“No.” Now she did laugh, a high pitched, crazy laugh. Get it together, she scolded herself. She was about to explain that she really needed a cigarette when he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. It caught her off guard. For a second she didn’t return his kiss and just sat looking at his face close up to hers. Then her eyes drifted shut and she relaxed against him.

He laid her back, his body coming over hers as he deepened their kiss. Had she ever been kissed like this? Her tummy fluttered with butterflies as his hand came to the back of her head, holding her in place. His tongue teased her lips. The hand that rested on her knee shifted up, bunching up her skirt under his strong fingers.

Parting her lips, she let him in, then began matching his kisses. She felt out of practice. She grasped onto his biceps, she needed something to hold. His muscles bulged under his button down shirt. He pulled away and she swallowed a whine. She wanted his lips on her, she wanted them everywhere. His hands too. She needed him closer.

“Sorry,” he said, blinking back at her as he retreated.


“Don’t be.” Her words halted his movements. 



Serena's landed herself the perfect man. He's wealthy, powerful, and an unrelenting Dom. Everything a smart girl with a penchant for kink could want. But a year into their relationship and she's doubting what they really have together. When she confronts him, she's devastated to discover she had the wrong idea from the beginning. 

Ethan is back in town to help out his friend manage his BDSM club. The short respite from his life across the country is just the break he needed. But when his troubles end up following him, things become even more complicated than before.

When Serena and Ethan meet, it isn't perfect timing. Serena finds it hard to trust again, but then Ethan shows her what it's like to be cherished. Can they let go of their baggage long enough to find real happiness? Or will their complicated past relationships catch up with them?

On sale now at Amazon

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Lying to a Man with a Paddle~ WIP It Up!


It's Wednesday and that means WIP It Up!!! Today I am sharing another excerpt from my soon to be released (like in a few days) book Cherished. Ethan is managing his friend's BDSM club while he's on vacation. As a kinky guy, he enjoys the job, but when a woman walks up asking for a scene with him he starts to suspect she's not who she's pretending to be.


Ethan quirked an eyebrow at her, his curiosity rising. She'd come to an exclusive BDSM club, sought out the manager—an experienced dominant—and only requested a spanking. Then, when he'd barely warmed her up, she seemed eager for her experience to end.

Something was up, he couldn't quite place his finger on it, but nothing about this seemed right. He held one of her globes in his hand and squeezed, watching the pink flesh turn white under the pressure. When he released, an imprint of his fingers was left against her skin, quickly disappearing back into a uniformed color. 

"Over?" he asked, adding a disapproving tone to his voice. "My dear, it's only begun. I thought you needed to be punished?" She'd not said those exact words when he'd spoken with her, but he didn't mind stretching the facts to toy with her now.

"Punished?" she asked, her voice cracking at the last syllable.

He picked up the leather paddle and slid it across her ass. She squeaked and jumped as the cool leather met her hot flesh. "Naughty, naughty girl." A pang of guilt was quickly pushed away. He was teasing her, but he had a suspicion she lied, he couldn't let her out of this unscathed. And he needed to know what her game was.

"No!" she shouted.

He froze, the paddle poised in mid-air, ready to give her a hard whack. Was she safewording?

"I'm not a naughty girl, I don't need to be punished." Unlike before, when her lines had seemed rehearsed, she really was begging now, convincing him to change his mind. The panic in her voice should not have made him hard. He should not feel satisfaction at her unease.



Serena's landed herself the perfect man. He's wealthy, powerful, and an unrelenting Dom. Everything a smart girl with a penchant for kink could want. But a year into their relationship and she's doubting what they really have together. When she confronts him, she's devastated to discover she had the wrong idea from the beginning. 

Ethan is back in town to help out his friend manage his BDSM club. The short respite from his life across the country is just the break he needed. But when his troubles end up following him, things become even more complicated than before.


When Serena and Ethan meet, it isn't perfect timing. Serena finds it hard to trust again, but then Ethan shows her what it's like to be cherished. Can they let go of their baggage long enough to find real happiness? Or will their complicated past relationships catch up with them?

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Monday, September 7, 2015

Rough Sex and Spanking~ A Real Life Post

I had some unexpected sex this weekend. I mean the sex wasn't unexpected, it was the way it happened that was unexpected. I dropped hints to Mr. McKay all day that if he wanted to get up to something, then I was more than willing.

We had dinner, we were relaxing and it was growing later. To be honest, I was on the edge of annoyance because I knew if it got any later I would be too tired. Even though I didn't say as much, I kind of got the "chill out" look from my husband.

Whatever.

Finally, finally, finally, he says he's ready. Let's go upstairs. I'm trying to shake off my annoyed and pouty mood from just seconds ago. But I still have the sinking feeling that all may be lost for me. I've lost the horny headspace. Cookies and bed sound kind of appealing.

I'm trudging up the stairs, Mr. McKay is a few steps behind me. Almost at the top and he grabs me, pushes me down.

"What the—?"

My hips are bent over the top step so my upper body is laying on the landing. He pulls down my pants. I'm immediately wet because I think he's going to spank me. 

He smacks me once and I squeal. But then his tongue is on me, his hands are pulling my legs open and he's licking into me. 

My mind will not turn off. We're on the stairs. In front of our door, which has windows in it. Granted, little windows, but still. We have neighbors!

I can't relax, I can't get into this. Oh, good god his tongue!

I'm having an inner struggle—I can either relax and enjoy, or surrender to the thoughts running through my head and call a halt to the whole thing. I don't like being a quitter.

Here I am hanging on the edge of a pretty massive orgasm. I can feel it building up. But it won't kick in. My face is smashed into the carpet, I'm moaning, my nails digging into the pile, leaving dark trails in the fibers. I can't quite get there. 

Then Mr. McKay wraps a hand in my hair and wrenches my head back. I lost it. Seriously, the hair pulling, coupled with the oral, plus double penetration with his fingers? I was done. Only I wasn't. Because apparently I had no say in it, not that I'm complaining.



It was a great night and it made something clear to me. A few weeks back we were both kind of tired, but also pretty horny. I mean it happens. Neither of us were feeling too adventurous. And it ended up being nice. Being close and having any kind of sex is always nice, I do love my husband. But I could almost describe that night as an annoying orgasm.

I know that seems ridiculous, but that's the only way I can describe it. Nothing was really working, so that by the time we did actually achieve in getting me off it seemed like it had taken forever, and so much effort was put in that the outcome paled in comparison. I would have almost been happier just not having it all. Which sounds like a statement of crazy. Anyway, I can't be the only person who has ever had a frustrating orgasm.

The point is, I thought the link was spanking. We didn't have any kind of spanking that night, because I didn't want to seem like I needed it. And then when this happened I thought, shit, maybe I do need it. Every single time. Well how freaking high maintenance is that? And also, did I ruin myself forever?

I remember reading an article once, probably in some very reputable magazine like Cosmo or something, and it said that you could actually ruin sex for yourself if you used a vibrator too much. I mean, the rationale made sense, actual penises don't vibrate, and it was kind of saying if you became too dependent on achieving orgasm with a vibrator then you were setting yourself up for failure. 

I don't think this article was very scientific. And I also don't see what the big deal is if you need to use a vibrator even when you're with your partner. Who cares? But this piece of information entered my head when I had the frustrating orgasm and I thought it was because there had been no spanking. I had not become dependent on a vibrator, but maybe I am dependent on spanking.

For some reason that annoyed me. I know I enjoy spanking, and it gets me hot, but I don't want it to be the be all end all. Maybe I shouldn't even be thinking that way, because if it is then I can't really change it.

But then the sex this weekend! There was no spanking, except for that single slap (and really, that's nothing). There was hair pulling and nipple tweaking and honestly, that helped. All of it did: being pinned down, being taken. The roughness of the whole situation.

I'm feeling slightly vindicated that I am not, after all, a one trick pony. I can have amazing orgasms without spanking. I guess it's all the same category, if you really wanted to dissect it. Which I don't.

The thing I find funny is I did not know what would make me come, but my husband did.

Life is good.

Sunday, September 6, 2015

Meeting Her Two Doms~ Six of the Best

Welcome back to Six of the Best! I hope everyone is having an enjoyable weekend. All Romance eBooks is having a sale this weekend. I encourage you to hop on over if you have some shopping to do because who doesn't like a sale?

Today, I have an excerpt from my most recent release Mastered, a BDSM menage romance. Hailey is inexperienced in the BDSM world and she lied on her application to enter a submissives auction. Dealing with two Doms would probably be a nail biting experience for anyone.

"What is there to think about?" Adam crossed in front of the love seat she still shared with Tom. He leaned down, bracing his hand on the armrest, and looked into her eyes. "Are you into BDSM at all? Were you looking to be someone's submissive?"

She slumped down in her seat, his proximity making her uncomfortable. When she shifted to look at Tom, Adam put a finger on her cheek, stilling her movements. "No, don't look at him, I asked you a question. It's really a simple one. Do you like BDSM?"

"I, I..." her voice croaked as she stammered out a reply. Did she like BDSM? She couldn't lie that the prospect of the auction had seemed appealing when Serena suggested it. But her experience consisted of what she read in romance novels. And one boyfriend who tied her up, once, but that was less than spectacular. "Yes?" she finally replied. At least she thought she liked BDSM, although what she had witnessed in the club so far all seemed overwhelming.

"That's something, I guess," Adam said, taking his hand from her face and standing at his full height again.

"Are you done scaring her?" Tom asked.

"For now."

She allowed Tom to lead her from the room, fully aware of Adam's presence behind them. Not for the last time that evening she wondered what the hell she had gotten into.



Hailey needs money fast, and will do anything to get it. Even lie on her application to enter an auction at Fetishes, a BDSM club. 

One weekend. 

She'll get the money she needs and anything else will be a bonus. She can handle one Dom for a weekend...except she ends up with one Dom too many.

Tom's reluctant to get himself back into the BDSM scene since his failed marriage. Adam loves his carefree life—nothing tying him down or keeping him in the same place for too long. Neither of them are looking for a relationship. But then wide-eyed Hailey shows up and proves to be a temptation that neither of them can pass up. They offer her an introduction to the lifestyle, and they intend to show her what it's like to be a trained submissive. 

It's just one weekend...

The lines between fantasy and reality become blurred and soon Hailey fears she'll only end up with a broken heart. When she disappears, can these two Dominant men admit their true feelings for her?

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Friday, September 4, 2015

Kelly Dawson's Sexy New Cowboy

Kelly Dawson has brought an excerpt from her new book The Ways of the West for us! It sounds very yummy :)

“We could use another man,” Mr Jordan said, scratching his chin. “We could use both of you actually. Can you ride miss?” he looked at Jessica.
          
“Oh no.” Jessica shook her head, disgust dripping from her voice. “No way. I’m not staying with a bunch of filthy, stinking cattle men! Drovers smell! We’re not staying here!” She stomped her foot, sending a cloud of dust swirling up around her, making her cough. “I didn’t come all the way out here to play nursemaid to a herd of stupid cattle!” she declared between coughs. “I want to go home!”
          
Mr Jordan frowned, then turned away. “I’m sorry you feel that way ma’am.” He strode back towards the camp, his fists clenched tightly by his sides in anger.
           
Jessica could feel the men’s eyes on her. Had they heard her? She hadn’t spoken that loudly, had she? Gulping, she knew that she had. Her objections hadn’t been spoken softly, purely for the benefit of Johnny’s ears. No, she’d shrieked her outrage loudly at the very idea of making camp with these men; they would have to be deaf not to have heard her.

She felt Johnny’s hand grip her arm then she squealed as he hauled her roughly up in front of him on his horse, draping her belly-down across his saddle, her body balanced precariously on his legs and dangling down either side of the horse, the saddle horn pressing into her side.





Blurb:
Orphaned by an attack on her family’s wagon train, Jessica finds herself stranded a thousand miles from Boston, the only home she has ever known. Only one man—a rough, dusty cowboy named Johnny—stands between her and the perils of the west, and he quickly makes it clear that he is ready to do whatever needs to be done to keep Jessica safe, whether she likes it or not.

When the unlikely pair stumble upon a cattle drive and they are both offered employment, Johnny doesn’t hesitate to accept. But after Jessica loudly expresses her disdain for his plan and for cowboys in general, Johnny decides it is time for drastic action. After a hard, embarrassing spanking followed by a tearful apology to the trail boss, Jessica is left with a sore backside and a strange yet undeniably powerful need to be held close and comforted by her handsome protector.

With Johnny by her side—and claiming an ever bigger place in her heart with each passing day—Jessica begins to adjust to life on the trail. But a cattle drive is a dangerous place for anyone, let alone a city girl with a penchant for disobedience. If he ever wants the chance to make Jessica his wife, Johnny knows he’s going to have to take her firmly in hand before she gets herself hurt or killed. Even if it means a painful, humiliating bare-bottom strapping she’ll never forget, one way or another he’ll teach her the ways of the west.


Publisher’s Note: The Ways of the West is an erotic romance novel that contains sexual scenes and spankings, including domestic discipline in a historical setting. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author Bio:  Kelly Dawson loves anything to do with horses, rodeos and cowboys, and loves to get lost in a good book - preferably a rural romance where a strong woman falls in love with a ruggedly-handsome, tough but gentle cowboy, and these are the types of characters who feature in the stories she writes. Only in Kelly’s books, the cowboys are even better because they spank!

She lives literally at the bottom of the world in the South Island of New Zealand, with her husband, four kids, a dog and a cat.

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