"I'm Going to Spank You, Hard."~ Jaye Peaches Visits!

I have Jaye Peaches on my blog today! She has a re-release out called To Know You. It's lots of yummy D/s and BDSM.

If you haven't read this one yet, you are missing out! Gemma and Jason are utterly delicious. This is one of my favorite scenes earlier on in their relationship together. Jason owns the company Gemma is an intern for, and her officemates have been gossiping about their relationship. Jason isn't particularly happy about that :


“Are you going to fire me, sir?” I whispered, hoping to placate him quickly. “Punish me?” I didn’t want it. But there again, it worked. It moved things on. When done right, except, I still wasn’t sure if he understood how much trust I placed in his integrity.

Jason sighed, and perched on his desk. “No. The situation is under control. Managers have been slapped back into line. I’m not going to fire you. It’s obvious you didn’t intend to make mischief and I don’t think it would help your career. I want this, us, to work, which means I will punish you—I’m not going to fire your arse, like I warned you I would.” Gone were the unpleasant tones of an angry boss. Something else switched into play—husky, stern and bizarrely warming. It was exactly what I needed to hear.

Striding to the door, he bolted it, locking us in. “I want you to stand facing the wall, over there, nose against it while you compose yourself.”

I trembled, my heart pounding, as I carried out his instructions. I was strangely excited—punishment in an office was a fantasy of mine—except the fantasy was really happening. What was he going to do to me? Wedged in the corner, my legs wobbled.

Eventually, he issued his next command. “Drop your skirt and knickers off.”

Inhaling deeply, I shuffled out of my skirt and slipped out of my knickers, leaving behind my stockings and high heels. I picked the clothes up and laid them on one of the chairs.

Jason selected a chair and moved it away from the conference table. Sitting on it, he waved me over with his forefinger, while with the other hand he undid his tie and pulled it out from under his collar. With a flick of his wrist, he loosened the top button.

“Turn around,” he instructed, and he used his necktie to bind my wrists. Holding my arm by the elbow, he lowered me across his lap, then hooked his leg over and trapped my thighs. He pressed down on the small of my back with the flat of his hand.

“I’m going spank you, Gemma, hard. This is a punishment,” a soft yet stern tone, “Why am I punishing you?”

“Because I was indiscreet, Sir,” I murmured. Underneath his hand, he must have been able to feel my racing heartbeats.


I closed my eyes and waited. The smack swept across both cheeks. He’d kept his palm rigid and flat, swiping up from right to left. Pain radiated out immediately and I gasped. While I gritted my teeth, more swipes followed. I hung my head and attempted to concentrate on processing the pain.

What happens when a kink loving woman has to come to terms with a traumatic episode in her life? Can the broken submissive learn to trust again?

When Gemma Marshall resigns from a good job to work as a lowly intern in the heart of the City of London, immediately, the elusive company boss, Jason Lucas, seduces her.

Following a whirlwind of weekend trysts at his country mansion, Jason’s need to dominate her re-awakens her terrifying nightmares and leads to revelations from both of them.  What Jason seeks is an enduring relationship which means Gemma, if she wishes to win his heart and soul, has to return to the extraordinary life she’d left behind.

Can Gemma survive another relationship with an alluring master of the bedroom or will she finally turn her back on her natural desires?

Their passionate and highly erotic affair reaches crisis point when her ex-lover hunts her down, seeking retribution.

To Know You is a fictional account of two people who begin a journey together. It is a complete story.  Both characters are sexy and know what they want. Neither are novices, neither expect love in their relationship. One takes control and the other yields. In the bedroom, there are the erotic scenes of BDSM, discipline and romance.  The dynamic can be intoxicating—and dangerous.

Trust is key.  Communicating trust.  Building trust and maintaining integrity. And love? It’s not always about love - until Gemma meets Jason. 

(Previously published as Trust Me to Know You)

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The Ultimate Bad Boy~ Guest Post by Ashe Barker

Ashe Barker has a new release out! She's one of my favorite writers, you should give yourself a treat and download her book! Thanks for stopping by my blog today, Ashe.

I’m really excited about Hardened. I’ve written quite a few M/f stories, and they mostly tend to start out with the male hero in a position of power or influence. Hardened is different. When we meet Jared and Molly he is a prisoner serving time for armed robbery and she’s a prison officer. The chemistry between them is off the scale sexy though, and even though it spells trouble for them both, but especially for her, they can’t keep their hands off each other. For a while I’ve been thinking about a story that starts out a bit different and this is it.


Jared is a bad lad (don’t we all just love one of those?) but he’s bright too, and talented, and can see where he’s gone wrong. He’s made some bad choices when he was younger but he’s determined to forge a different life for himself, though it’s not always that simple. I suspect the same is true for most ex-offenders – it can be hard to completely walk away from your old associates and as Jared discovers, the past has a habit of never being that far behind you.

“Pearson, you’re going to be late.” He has plenty of time, but I want to talk to North alone.
“No, miss. I’m fine for a bit yet.” Pearson seems quite content to continue shoving clothes into the steam press and slamming down the lid. I watch him for a couple of minutes before I try again.
“We’re short-staffed today, everything takes longer. Better get a move on, Pearson.”
“Is someone else coming, then?” Pearson switches off his laundry press and ambles over to where I’m stationed by the door. The regulations require at least two people to be present when the laundry is in use in case of accidents.
“Soon. I’ll let you out then I’ll stay with North until Jackson arrives.”
It’ll be at least half an hour before the next prisoner is detailed to come down and take over from Pearson, which should be ample time to ask Jared North about the camera. I precede the prisoner down to the gates at the end of the utility wing corridor and let him through. From there another officer will let Pearson back onto the wing, and onto the visitors’ suite. I relock the security gate and return to the laundry room.
North is still occupied with his task, though he does glance at me over his shoulder as I re-enter the huge room, then he switches his attention back to his work.
“I want my property back.” His curt remark is delivered without even looking at me. He straightens, flexes his muscles, and drags another wheeled bin of dirty laundry in the direction of an empty washing machine.
“You’re not supposed to have a camera in here. You know that.”
“Neither are you, Miss MacBride.” Now he does turn to regard me fully, one hip propped on the edge of the bin, his expression inscrutable. “Care to explain?”
I don’t. I don’t care to explain at all. I have nothing even vaguely resembling an explanation to offer, either to North or to myself.
“Where did you get it?” I try to inject a note of authority into my question.
He simply shakes his head.
I try again, piling on the officiousness as best I can. “Someone brought it in for you. I want to know who that was.”
More head-shaking.
“I could put you on report, you do realise that?”
Now he just chuckles. “But you won’t. You can’t.”
“I—”
He continues as though I hadn’t spoken. “Because if you do, you’ll have to also explain why you didn’t report it yesterday. Why you hid it, and I assume took it home with you. And why you brought it back. I hope you did bring my camera back, Miss MacBride.”
“Why did you take pictures of me?” I blurt out the question, homing in on the one aspect of all this that makes me most uncomfortable. And most exhilarated.
He smiles and meets my gaze, though he appears rather calmer than I am right now.
“Because I like looking at you.”
“What do you mean? That’s, that’s…”
“You’re prettier than Mr. Drummond.”
“That’s not saying much.” Our wing supervisor is certainly no oil painting, I’m not sure I appreciate the comparison.
“Perhaps not. So, are you going to give it back to me?” He holds out his hand, one eyebrow raised in what could only be described as a direct challenge.
I tilt up my chin; assertiveness is everything in these confrontational situations between officers and prisoners. “No, North, I’m not. It’s a contraband item and it’s been confiscated.”
He appears quite unruffled. “I see. Very well, I’ll apply to the governor for it to be returned.”
“No! No, you can’t.” I take a step toward him, then pause, uncertain how best to proceed.
“Can I not? Oh, I understand, because then you’ll have to explain how it found its way into your pocket during the cell search. Yes, I can see that might be awkward. Still, that isn’t really my problem.” He starts to load the laundry into the machine. “Could you close the door as you leave, Miss MacBride?”
I stand, glaring at his muscled back, intensely aware of the camera nestling in my pocket. He has me, it’s as simple as that. I have no choice.
“Okay, you can have it back. But you have to delete the pictures of me.”
He turns to face me again. “Are you still here, Miss MacBride?”

Despite the fact that he is doing time for armed robbery, Molly MacBride is drawn to Jared North almost from the moment she sets eyes on him. Even behind bars his confidence and dominance are undeniable, and soon enough she is willingly baring her bottom and placing herself across his strong thighs, surrendering to both firm punishment and intense pleasure.

When all hell breaks loose during a prison riot, it is Jared who saves Molly’s life, but she is so shaken by the incident that she quits her job and does her best to put him out of her mind. As the years pass, however, Jared never relinquishes his place in her heart—or her fantasies—and when she learns that he has been released on parole Molly cannot resist seeking him out.

Through a combination of hard work and natural talent, Jared has forged a career for himself as a world-renowned photographer, yet in spite of his newfound sophistication and wealth he is no less dominant than he was when she first met him. It isn’t long before Molly finds herself submitting to both his stern discipline and his masterful lovemaking, but can she truly risk falling for a man whose criminal past could come back to haunt them both at any moment?

Publisher’s Note: Hardened is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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About Ashe Barker

USA Today Bestselling author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, BDSM, paranormal, historical. ménage, gay romance and time travel. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories feature hot alpha males and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink abounds, and there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut lover. However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant, and her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.









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Masters of Fetishes Box Set #menage #spanking #BDSM

A Nifty Box Set! Masters of Fetishes for a low price, this weekend only!

Get it before it ends. You can get the first three books in my Masters of Fetishes series for the low price of $6.99! (Each book retails for $3.99, so this is a steal!)

I've just completed the fourth in the series and it will be coming soon, but in the meantime, if you haven't read 1-3 you can grab them up now.

Here's a little something from Mastered:

"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.

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Fetishes. An exclusive BDSM club where all of your desires are satisfied. What better way to become acquainted than meeting the men who started it all? They are the Masters of Fetishes, and the women who love them.

Mastered
Hailey lies about being a seasoned submissive on her application to get into Fetishes annual auction. She's looking to make some quick money, but she ends up with more than she bargained for. When Adam and Tom discover her misbehavior they decide to give her an introduction to the BDSM lifestyle. They intend to show her what it's like to be a trained submissive. Their trained submissive.

Cherished
Serena's crushed when she learns her perfect relationship with a wealthy, powerful, and unrelenting Dom isn't perfect at all. She's still overcoming the embarrassment of her breakup and bad judgment when she meets Ethan. But Ethan comes with his own personal baggage in tow. Can Serena open her heart enough to let in this Master of the Club? Or are Ethan and Serena doomed to relive their mistakes of the past?

Bound

Melissa's been with her boyfriend, Martin, for ten years but she still isn't convinced that anything is permanent. Feeling the distance growing between them, Martin takes Melissa on the trip of a lifetime to a private island in the Caribbean. He tries to convince her to make things official by marrying him but Melissa worries that her past is too much for them to overcome. When Melissa's life is put in jeopardy, Martin becomes even more determined to make her officially his.

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Begging to Be Taken~ WIP It Up Wednesday

I have to apologize for missing the last few Wednesdays. I feel like my weeks fly by so fast that I never realize I've missed Wip It Up until late in the evening! It's usually like, oh yeah, today IS Wednesday. 

I've been working tirelessly on finishing this fourth book from The Masters of Fetishes series and I am proud to announce it is finally finished! Check out books 1-3 if you haven't read them yet because Claimed will be coming out soon. As soon as I finish that editing thing.

Today I am continuing on from the same scene. Dani is in a hotel room for a secret rendezvous with the Dom she found on the internet. If you missed the first two installments you can find them here and here. This picks up where the last one left off. 

"You're stubborn, but you're a fast learner. Do you know I'm not joking now when I tell you to do something?"

"I'm sorry," she breathed out. She couldn't do it just a few days before. Couldn't make herself beg. But now it seemed she couldn't stop.

"I'm not. I got to see you twice in one week." He winked at her.

She never liked a man who winked. It was as if he was telling you he said something funny and he knew it. But this man? He could wink at her whenever he wanted. In fact, the thought of him winking at another woman made her want to gouge his eyes out.

He had her hands bound behind her back, she was sitting on the only chair in the hotel room with her legs splayed wide. He'd attached her ankles to the front legs. The cool air on her pussy had only served to remind her how wanting she'd been for two days. She was going to lose her mind if he didn't give her some attention soon.

As if reading her mind, he released her ankles and pulled her upright. "Let's go, gorgeous. You'll get a reward for your pretty little begging. But first, to finish your punishment."

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A Risky Rendevous~ #WipItUp Wednesday

It's Wednesday again! Time to Wip It Up! I'm sharing more from my fourth installment of The Masters of Fetishes series. Check out books 1-3.

This is from book 4, with the working title of Claimed. If you miss the last snippet you can find it here. This picks up where the last one left off. 

“Please, please Master, I’ll take anything you want to give me.”

He smiled then, gave her a truly genuine grin. “There it is. Was that so hard?”

If he only knew. Danielle Bradshaw did not beg. She certainly did not call some man Master. But something about this made it okay. Something about him. Another piece of her armor slipped away, and something else slid into place making her feel more centered.

“Please, Master,” she begged again in lieu of answering his question. Did he really want to know how hard it was for her? He wasn’t her therapist. But it was why she stopped going to her local BDSM dungeon. She craved to surrender, but none of the men were worth surrendering to. She’d even opened her options and tried a few women. 

She knew it was her, something deep down that wouldn’t let go of her strongly guarded control. Even when she quit the dungeon, she didn’t stop trying. Her rendezvous were more private and riskier than they had been in the past. That’s how she came about having a weekly session in a hotel room with this man she found on the internet. They used aliases, she wasn’t supposed to know his real name. But she did. 

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Pushing Boundaries~ Adaline Raine Visits!!

I have Adaline Raine over today sharing from her new book Her Leading Man. At this point in the story Gretchen has entered into a D/s relationship with Tristan and they're still working out the nuances. Or rather, Tristan is warning Gretchen to behave and she's, well, you'll see...


“If you rebel to get a reaction later—”


Gretchen placed her finger over his lips and waggled her eyebrows. She was feeling suddenly confident and didn’t want him to enact any sort of consequences this early in the morning.


“If I rebel later then I’m sure you will respond accordingly but I don’t plan on it.” She yanked her finger away when he stuck his tongue out. “Ew! Gross.”


“Fine, I’ll take your word for it.” He cocked a smile as she wiped her hand on his shirt. “Don’t push today, you won’t like the reaction.”


“You think I’ll push?” Gretchen went back to her pancakes and took a large bite. She chewed thoughtfully then washed it down with a small sip of coffee. He kept his eyes on her as she took another then another. “What?”


“Just remember good behavior gets rewarded.” His smile slowly widened into a grin that spread across his face. “Bad behavior gets punished. Choose to act however you decide, but I’ll be paying attention.”


“These pancakes are like an orgasm in my mouth.” Gretchen completely disregarded his warning. She couldn’t think about it right now.


“I’m not playing, Gretchen.”


“Neither am I! Your cooking is seriously orgasmic.”


“You’re going to be in so much trouble later, aren’t you?” Tristan shook his head.


“Guess we’ll just have to wait and see.” She stood and cleaned off her spot. “Like I said, I don’t plan on it...”

Gretchen Williams had finally been offered her dream job. After years of writing—screenplays, various freelance jobs, and erotic spanking romance—one of her book series had been adapted for television. She had been over the moon at the invitation to join the crew on set and overlook day to day operations. 

Of course she never expected to wind up as the whipping girl. The main actress balked at the idea of a hand coming anywhere near her perfect round behind, and after some deliberations Gretchen offers up her derriere for showbiz . She never dreamed her bottom would be on display for everyone to see, but the bigger problem is the sudden attention from the male lead actor. 

Tristan Callahan knew exactly what he was signing up for when he accepted the contract for a one year term, tentative for a second season at best. The subject matter appealed to him for a variety of reasons, ones he kept to himself. Until Gretchen throws a temper tantrum like a true diva. He takes her in hand, right in her own trailer, proving that he’s been doing very little acting so far. 

They embark into a secret D/s relationship. 

When photos of them together at a local BDSM dungeon surface and leak to the media, they find themselves with tough choices to make. Will their relationship overcome the scandal or is Gretchen doomed to say goodbye to Tristan in true Hollywood fashion? 

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A Stern Dom~ Saturday Spankings #SatSpanks

It's that time again, it's Saturday Spankings! I'm sharing a little more from my BDSM romance, Bound.

Martin and Melissa may have been in a relationship for a long time, but he hasn't gone soft. Despite what she thinks.

 “Pull down your pants,” he instructed, releasing her from his hold and giving her an extra inch of room.

“Why? What do you think is going to happen in here?”

Catching her chin, he pinched until she met his eyes. “Don’t question me. Is this really how you want to start off our trip?”

She narrowed her eyes, but didn’t respond. Her chest raised and lowered as her breathing sped up.

“I have no problem being a hard ass. Is that what you want from me?”

Melissa's longtime boyfriend, Martin, is taking her on the trip of a lifetime. It might be just what they need since she has felt a disconnect with him lately. But her overactive mind convinces her that he's planned the trip for the sole purpose of dumping her... until he brings up the subject of marriage again.

Martin doesn't know how else to convince Melissa that they are destined to be together forever. He's left his exclusive BDSM club in the hands of a capable friend and whisked her away to a private island. He can't figure out why she revels in physical bonds, but balks at the bonds of marriage. It's not a challenge the seasoned Dom in him is ready to back down from.

When secrets from Melissa's past threaten to come to light and her well-being and safety are put at risk, can Martin protect the woman his world revolves around? Or will he end up losing everything that matters to him?

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"No One to Hear You Scream"~ #SatSpanks

Welcome back to Saturday Spankings! Bound is up and ready for purchase. 

Even though Martin runs an exclusive BDSM club, he wanted to take some time to reconnect with his girlfriend, Melissa. He whisks her away to a private island in the Caribbean, but after finding her asleep on the hot beach he decides she needs to follow some ground rules... or else.

“Don’t go swimming without me either. There aren’t lifeguards here.”

“Okay.” She hadn’t thought of that before, but it made sense.

He sat back in his seat, stretching his legs out in front of him.

She moved to put down the bottle of water.

“Drink all of it,” Martin said, his tone stern.

Rolling her eyes, she lifted it back to her lips.

“Keep it up, Red,” he said, rising from his seat. “Just remember no one’s around to hear you scream.”

Melissa's longtime boyfriend, Martin, is taking her on the trip of a lifetime. It might be just what they need since she has felt a disconnect with him lately. But her overactive mind convinces her that he's planned the trip for the sole purpose of dumping her... until he brings up the subject of marriage again.

Martin doesn't know how else to convince Melissa that they are destined to be together forever. He's left his exclusive BDSM club in the hands of a capable friend and whisked her away to a private island. He can't figure out why she revels in physical bonds, but balks at the bonds of marriage. It's not a challenge the seasoned Dom in him is ready to back down from.

When secrets from Melissa's past threaten to come to light and her well-being and safety are put at risk, can Martin protect the woman his world revolves around? Or will he end up losing everything that matters to him?

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Stripped and Punished~ Bound A BDSM Romance

It's my release day! I had a long and busy weekend. It was filled with lots of food and drink and friends. I hope everyone had a nice weekend, whether it was a holiday for you or not!

I am super excited about my new release today. Bound is a BDSM romance about a couple who have been together for a while, but are still trying to work things out. I really loved writing about Martin and Melissa and I hope you'll love them as much as I do!

Here is a scene from the book where Melissa's long time boyfriend and Dom is pissed off over an incident that pretty much confirms she is in danger. 

He shook his head. “Take this off,” he said, pointing at her bathing suit.

She almost rolled her eyes, it was so skimpy she was barely covered anyway. Backing up a step into the kitchen she held up her hands. “Listen to me, I can explain—”

He stepped forward, closing the space between them and then bent her over. One strong arm around her waist held her close to his hip. He smacked one ass cheek and then the other, ignoring her protests and pleas. He continued until her feet danced beneath her, her weight supported by his body.

It was like a standing up, over the knee spanking. Their bodies were close and he held her, but he paddled on without mercy. Finally, she went limp, her upper body hanging down behind him. He paused and she thought he was done, but then he peppered her upper thighs in stinging swats.

Rearing her head back, she screamed and fought against him again. When he released her, she jumped back and cupped her ass. She didn’t even have the strength to run from him, she just looked back in surprise. “Do you feel better now?” she bit out. Reason told her that back talking wouldn’t help her case, but any remorse she had felt before fled with this unjust spanking he was administering.

“No,” he replied, his nostrils flaring. “Take it off, now.”

He reached toward her bikini top and she backed up.

“Dammit, Melissa!” He stomped past her, behind the kitchen island and started opening drawers.

She hugged herself around the middle. She should run and lock herself in the bedroom, who knew what he was looking for? But a part of her wanted to see where he was going with this, she still had the feeling she only had half the story. If he would just talk to her.

Martin marched back to her wielding a large pair of scissors. He grabbed her upper arm again, digging his fingers in to keep her in place.

“What the fuck?” she screamed as he slid the metal blade between her breasts and snipped her top in half. “Stop! Wait, okay, okay.”

He raised the scissors and snipped again where the top tied around her neck. She was already shimmying her bottoms over her hips and down her legs.

He let go of her, turning to put the scissors on the counter. She looked down at the floor, the bathing suit in pieces. “That suit was $190, you maniac!”

“Maybe next time you’ll listen,” he said, walking past her toward the large dining table.

“Will you talk to me?”

He shook his head. “I’m not ready to talk yet. Come over here.” He stepped out of his flip flops and picked one up.

She took a mincing step toward him, her hands reflexively covering her bottom. “Please. I don’t even know why you’re so mad.”

“Bend over the table,” he said, motioning to it, never raising his face to make eye contact. He gave himself a test swat against his own thigh with the heavy leather and rubber flip flop he held. When she didn’t move he glared at her. “Don’t make me come get you.”

Her body almost obeyed automatically. She knew he wasn’t playing around, but she tensed her muscles and stayed where she was. “Tell me what’s wrong. Tell me why you’re mad at least.” She kept her tone soft, she didn’t want to argue, but he was scaring her.

“Fuck,” he cursed under his breath and tossed the flip flop he wielded on the table. 

Something in her voice or demeanor must have gotten through to him because he walked past her. He rubbed the back of his neck, lost in thought as he exited the room. He turned into the hallway that connected the kitchen to the rest of the house.

She stood in the same spot, naked, her ass throbbing. Confusion swam through her mind. Something had happened. Something between lunch and when he found her on the beach and she couldn’t for the life of her figure out what it was.

Martin walked back in from the hallway holding his laptop. “This, Melissa,” he said, as he put the computer down on the table, facing her. “When were you going to tell me about this?”

She glanced at the screen, it was a picture of her and the paparazzi photographer from the airport. He was mad about this? “What about it?” He was there. She glanced from him to the screen, what was she missing?

He reached out and clicked a button, and what she thought was a picture sprang to life. A video. On the internet. Of her altercation with the asshole from the airport. There was a lot of background noise and the video got fuzzy for a second, but then, clearly you could hear the man speak, “Hello, Misty.”

She blinked as the video went blurry. It took her a second to realize it was her eyes, they’d filled with tears.

“They’re after you. They aren’t after us,” he said, stepping closer to her.

Melissa's longtime boyfriend, Martin, is taking her on the trip of a lifetime. It might be just what they need since she has felt a disconnect with him lately. But her overactive mind convinces her that he's planned the trip for the sole purpose of dumping her... until he brings up the subject of marriage again.

Martin doesn't know how else to convince Melissa that they are destined to be together forever. He's left his exclusive BDSM club in the hands of a capable friend and whisked her away to a private island. He can't figure out why she revels in physical bonds, but balks at the bonds of marriage. It's not a challenge the seasoned Dom in him is ready to back down from.

When secrets from Melissa's past threaten to come to light and her well-being and safety are put at risk, can Martin protect the woman his world revolves around? Or will he end up losing everything that matters to him?

Right now Bound is available on Amazon. It will be ready to go everywhere else in the next few days!

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Fingered on an Airplane~ WIP It Up Wednesday

It's WIP It Up Wednesday!! I'm back with a little more from my soon to be released book, Bound. I already shared a few snippets from it in weeks past, but here is a little more to wet your whistle.

Bound takes place in the same world as my two previous releases Mastered and Cherished. You can read each of them as a standalone, or as a series if you like that kind of thing.

Martin has his girlfriend Melissa on a plane headed to a secret vacation destination. They had an incident in the airport involving a photographer and security, leading to a meltdown from Melissa. Martin has figured out a way to get her mind off things. Here's their rendezvous in the cramped bathroom.

Melissa cracked the door open and raised her eyebrows at him. She tried to shuffle back a step, but her feet wouldn’t move and she ended up leaning back to let him enter. “We can’t fuck in here,” she whispered.

He looped an arm around her waist, holding her close as he shut and locked the door behind them. They barely fit in the small space together, but her talk of fucking had him hardening in his pants. “You don’t think we can renew our membership to the mile-high club?”

She snorted. “No, I do not.”

He delighted in making her laugh, even if it was a scoff. They had imbibed in too many in-flight beverages and then loudly banged in a bathroom during a trip in their twenties. Looking around, he wondered how they had managed. “Pull down your pants,” he instructed, releasing her from his hold and giving her an extra inch of room.

“Why? What do you think is going to happen in here?” She rolled her eyes.

Catching her chin, he pinched until she met his eyes. “Don’t question me. Is this really how you want to start off our trip?”

She narrowed her eyes, but didn’t respond. Her chest raised and lowered as her breathing sped up.

“I have no problem being a hard ass. Is that what you want from me?”

Blinking back at him, she remained silent. A muscle jumped in her cheek. She was seething, and turned on. He knew his woman. If she wanted the big, bad, angry Dom, then he would give it to her.

“Do it, now.”

Never breaking eye contact, she unsnapped the button of her white capri pants and slid the zipper down. She waited a beat before she shoved them down her hips.

“Was that so hard?”

She scoffed and looked away.

Martin wove his hand through her hair and pulled her face close to his. Crushing his mouth against hers, he drank deep. Slipping his other hand between her legs, he felt her arousal coating her lips. “You don’t think we can fuck in here, but I bet you wish we could,” he said, pushing two fingers deep inside of her channel. 

She gasped from the intrusion. When he curled his fingers and hit her sweet spot along her front wall, she gyrated down on him. 

“Do you want me to make you come?”

I think Martin is a master of distraction, among other things!

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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?

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"Do You Need Me Now, Sir?"~~ WIP It Up Wednesday

I am back on WIP it Up!! This is actually an honest WIP. It is almost edited and should be published within the next few weeks! I think I'm calling it Cherished and if you read my last book, Mastered, this one is about Hailey's friend Serena who was briefly mentioned in the book.

It is a BDSM romance with some spanking and other fun things! Here's a little tasty taste for you today:

“I called you, twice,” Alex started. “There are rules for a reason.”

Glancing up at him she caught his creased forehead. Rules, again with his rules. She clenched her teeth.

His eyes narrowed and his jaw twitched. “I texted you and told you where I was,” she appealed. She had. It pissed her off that he kept calling her, it was more than twice, but she wasn’t trying to get him mad at her. She hadn’t wanted this in her day.

“A text,” he said, unlacing his fingers and bringing his elbows to his knees to lean closer to her. “Is that all I deserve? A text?”

Serena fought the urge to roll her eyes. Sometimes she wasn’t sure if he was for real. Was this all a part of the “Dom act”? A reason to act like a dick and punish her? Because, really? “I was in a fitting room. I was shopping,” she answered with more than a hint of exasperation.

“Watch your tone,” he snapped.

Oh, for god’s sake.

“I’m sorry, sir. I guess I just don’t understand what it is you wanted. I responded to your call and I called you as soon as I got back to my apartment.” He’d already been there to fetch her, so it hadn’t mattered anyway. But she refused to be chastised like an errant child for having a fucking life.

“We’ve been over this,” he said with a sigh as if she were a hopeless case. “I should have been made aware of your plans before you went out. What if I had needed you?”

Needed her for what? She’d been in this position before, it was useless to argue. She was never right.

“And last night, how late were you at the dance studio? You know what time you’re expected to be home,” he went on.

Another rule. Another reason for her to be in trouble. Eyeing the cane he had laid across the ottoman she tensed her buttocks. She was tired and her nerves were frayed, she could do with a spanking, but the cane seemed like a harsh choice today. Knowing she’d never be able to talk herself out of this situation, she spurred into action.

Coming straight up on her knees she boldly looked him in the eye and tried her best at sultry. Cocking her head to the side she raised her hand and trailed a finger down the front of his pant leg. “Do you need me now, sir?” she asked in a husky whisper.

Alex’s eyes widened. He would say she manipulated him. In fact, he probably would complain and punish her—later. But as soon as she saw his eyes darken she knew she had him.

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