Edging – Orgasm Denial

I’m making excellent progress on the new book, and am getting soooooo excited to send this to my beta readers! Which means I am still laying low for the rest of the week. Then I have been promised access to my beloved Facebook and blog. mmmm, my prrrrrrecious.  ;)

For now, I have another really awesome friend stopping by. Renee Rose is taking over my blog for the day to talk about “edging” or orgasm control. (This is so hot!) Thanks for stopping by. <3

Take it away, Renee :)

Renee Rose’s First Experience with Edging

by Renee Rose

I came to the realization a year or two ago that I’m always waiting, during sex for the green light to orgasm. I think biologically it makes sense. As a female, I am the receptor, so my orgasm should come just after his for the best chances of conception. (It took me several years of trying to conceive, so believe me, I studied up on doing everything exactly right).

Since I apparently am naturally giving control to my husband for when I orgasm, I told him I thought it would be fun if we played with edging or orgasm denial.  I told him a couple times, and he sort of filed it away for later.

Recently, he took me over the arm of the sofa for an afternoon session (we do our best work while the kids are at school). He spanked me and then he entered me from behind.  And then he walked away without either of us getting off.

May I just tell you that I did not find it the least bit sexy?  I found it infuriating.  All that sexual energy turned to frustration in about five seconds flat.  I was stomping around the house like a grouchy bear.  It wasn’t an exciting form of domination, as far I was concerned. I wasn’t even sure if I was going to be allowed to get off, period.

The reward did come later. I can’t remember exactly– I think it was only an hour or two, but it seemed like forever.  My husband re-emerged from whatever task he’d been doing, taking me this time bent over the bed and….oh yeah.  It was good. The wait did heighten the orgasmic experience.  I went from bitter to butter (the melty kind) immediately.

According to wikipedia, Orgasm control, also referred to as edging, peaking, or surfing, is a sexual technique which may be practiced either alone or with a partner and involves the maintenance of a high level of sexual arousal for an extended period of time without reaching orgasm. Since orgasm control prolongs the experience of powerful sexual sensations occurring during the final build-up to orgasm, the physical demands of being kept or keeping oneself in this highly excited state for an extended time can induce a pleasurable, almost euphoric state, and at times creates changes within an individual’s perceived consciousness.

Orgasm control can involve either sex partner being in control of the other partner’s orgasm, or a person delaying their own orgasm during sexual activity with a partner or by masturbation. To experience orgasm control, any method of sexual stimulation can be used.

In The Knight’s Seduction, Sir Barrett’s new wife suffered an early trauma with a man, and is terrified to have sex with him. He strikes a deal with her that sets into motion a beautiful execution of extended edging.  Here’s how it all begins:

“Daisy, I propose we make a bargain.”

She looked wary.

“I give you my word, I will not couple with you. Not until you ask—nay, beg me to.” And he did intend to make her beg. Bringing a lover to the edge while denying her release would have her on her knees eventually.

She made a scoffing sound. “I’m quite certain I would die first.”

“Aye,” he said, “You have proven your willingness to die. But wait—I have not finished. You will offer me your body, that I may teach you the pleasure of passion, and that you may learn to pleasure me—all without engaging in the actual act of consummation.”

Her brow furrowed in confusion. “I do not understand.”

“There is more than one way to find pleasure with a woman or a man. I propose to leave out the one that gives you trouble, if you will allow me to teach you the others.”

Her blue-green eyes widened, but the wariness had gone. She studied him, as if measuring the meaning of his words. “Will it hurt?”

He gave a decisive shake of his head. “Never,” he promised. He opened his mouth, ready to launch into a long treatise on pleasure, but she nodded her head.

“Yes.”

He hid his surprise. “Yes? You will agree?”

“I know not why, but I do trust you, Sir Barr—I mean, Bear.”

He kissed the top of her head. “I’m honored. There is one more small thing you must promise me.”

“What is it?”

“You will not pleasure yourself. You will only come to me to learn of pleasure.”

She gave a short laugh. “You need not worry about that.”

He lifted a brow. “You do not pleasure yourself?”

She lifted her chest. “Certainly not. Do you?”

You might guess that she does end up trying to pleasure herself, and is punished for it.  But here is a little taste of her first pleasure, delivered by Sir Barrett:

He took a bit of butter fat on one finger and slid it between her legs.

She jumped, her legs and torso stiffening, her thighs clamping together.

“Easy, girl. This quim is mine now. I will keep my word, you must keep yours.” He wriggled his finger  between her tightened legs. He had asked for lubricant because he feared it may take him some time to coax out a response, but he found her folds slick and plump. He nearly groaned at the sweetness of it. “There,” he said, his voice rough. “it’s not so bad, is it?”

She whimpered.

“Spread your legs,” he commanded.

She did not move.

He delivered four more slaps to her quivering bottom. “I said, open your legs for me, Daisy.” He waited.

After a moment, her thighs parted, but only by a finger-width.

“More. Spread them.”

“Sir Barrett…” Her voice sounded plaintive.

“Yes?”

“Nothing—I don’t know.” Her legs opened a little further.

He smiled. He hoped he’d stoked her fire and she was experiencing the discomfort of sexual tension.

The Conquered Brides Collection

When the castle they called home is besieged and ultimately falls, five women are captured and carried off as wives by their foes. Will they be treated as no more than the spoils of war, or can their new lords prove themselves worthy of the love and submission of their conquered brides?
The Conquered Brides is a five-book collection featuring brand-new titles from five top erotic romance authors: Ashe Barker, Sue Lyndon, Dinah McLeod, Korey Mae Johnson and Renee Rose.

The Knight’s Seduction by Renee Rose
Avowed to never again yield to a man’s ill-treatment, Lady Daisy stands ready to fight to the death when her castle is sacked. The imposing knight Sir Barrett has other ideas, however, and to her dismay, Daisy soon finds herself not only disarmed, but soundly spanked as well. Sir Barrett takes her as his captive bride, but when she shows real terror at the prospect of consummating their marriage, he offers her a bargain. She will offer her body to him and accept the pleasurable torments he inflicts, but he will not claim her fully until she aches for it so badly she begs him. Certain she will do no such thing, Daisy agrees, but can she resist the knight’s seduction?

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Playfulness in Seduction

I’m still hiding in my writing cave.

(Truth be known, it’s a writing , spring cleaning, and “stop chatting all day on social media” cave- imposed by myself and hubby. He thinks I could sell a lot more books if I wrote more. Which then means I can buy more, so it’s a win-win ;) )

So my friend, Celeste Jones has graciously offered to hijack my blog today.

Thanks for stopping by.  Take it away, Celeste :)

 

 

A recent article on Yahoo stated that playfulness is a key characteristic for a happy couple. Some definitions of playfulness are happy and full of energy, ready to play. Playfulness and flirting seem rather similar to me. It’s the playful side of seduction.

I hadn’t considered playfulness per se in any of my characters, but after reading this article, I was reminded of a few scenes from some of my books.

For me, confidence is very sexy and a man who is confident enough to be playful is smoking hot. A playful man doesn’t take himself too seriously. He’s not goofy in a look-at-me sort of way, but a man who is ready to enjoy life.

One of my favorite playful characters is Lord Jeffrey Amherst from Becoming Lady Amherst.

At their first meeting, Sarah ended up over Jeffrey’s knee and while upended she spit on his shoe. This scene took place a few moments later.

“Miss McLean, please allow me to introduce Lord Amherst. He is most eager to make your acquaintance.”

I curtsied like a trained pet, as was expected of me. Glancing up from my lowered position, I stared straight into the smirking face of…Lord Spanked My Ass.

He bowed and gave me a dimpled, devilish grin. “I am pleased to meet you, Miss McLean.”

Unsure of how to answer, yet determined not to let my irritation show, at least not to anyone other than my unwanted partner, I simply nodded in reply before he led me to the dance floor.

I waited stiffly by his side, resolved only to engage with him as mandated by the dance. He had other ideas and turned into quite the chatterbox.

“I apologize for not escorting you back inside, but I feared the reaction of your chaperone might have been unpleasant for both of us.”

“How thoughtful of you.”

“Had we been found alone together, the scandal would have been sufficient to force a marriage between us.”

“Marriage? Is it not bad enough that you manhandled me, but now you add threats?”

“Manhandled? You said I spanked like an old lady.” I would swear he smirked.

“You do, at best. I referred to the manner in which you hauled me away from polite society in an attempt to damage my reputation.”

“I believe I did put a little bit of sting to your ‘reputation.’” The bastard had the audacity to wink at me.

“Besides”—he took my small hand and enveloped it in the same hand that minutes before assaulted my derriere—“I had to attend to my blemished shoe. I certainly could not dance with the most eligible young lady at the ball with spittle on my footwear, now could I?”

 

Here’s a scene from their wedding night.

His gaze held mine, and he tapped the tip of my nose. “There is one important rule which you must learn, Lady Amherst.”

His use of my married name sent a warm thrill through me. “What rule is that, Lord Amherst?”

“You are never to wear more clothes than me.”

My eyes went wide with such a bold statement, yet I found the courage to say, “What shall happen to me if I break this rule?”

He reached behind me to give my barely covered hind end a meaningful squeeze. “We both know my preference for rule enforcement.” He moved his hand from the cheeks of my derriere to the ribbons holding my pantalets up, which he expertly untied and removed. He dispatched my chemise with dexterity as well.

 

And this scene from near the end of the book.

“You’ll be feeling those branches once we get home, little miss. Until then, I want you to hold the instrument of your punishment while you consider the seriousness of your behavior.”

“I am sorry, Jeffrey.” I did not raise my gaze from the implement held in my sweaty palms.

“What yarn did you spin for Lady Hampshire to make her believe you were British?”

I worried my lip between my teeth for a moment. “It was unintentional. Please believe me. But on my arrival at her house, the maid said everyone was shocked you married an American. I did not want people to think poorly of you, and somehow when I opened my mouth to speak, a British accent came out.”

I peeked up at Jeffrey to gauge his reaction.

“British accent?”

“Yes. Like this. The pahk in Lancashah is divine.”

He covered his mouth with his hand for a moment. “Is that the same way you spoke to Lady Hampshire?”

“Yes, I could not believe I fooled them.”

“It is surprising.” He stared out the window.

 

Becoming Lady Amherst Blurb:

 When Miss Sarah McLean causes a scandal in Boston, her father takes her to London in search of a husband. At her first party, Sarah insults Lord Amherst who takes her over his knee to spank some manners into her. When this spanking comes to light, Sarah’s father offers him a choice: Marry Sarah or send her back to America where she has no prospects for a husband. Intrigued by the spirited Yankee Girl, Lord Amherst proposes. Despite the circumstances of their marriage, Sarah and Jeffrey form a bond and appear headed for a bright future. That is, until Sarah pretends to be someone she’s not.

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Sex and Writing

Hey y’all! Cara Bristol is hijacking my blog for the day, so I can get some biiiiiig stuff done. :) Thanks, Cara. Take it away!

Sex and Writing

A quickie for those bi-curious about writing

By Cara Bristol

 

Erotic romance authors use words to write about sex. But what if we used sex to describe writing?

 

Foreplay – Writing exercises or rituals that get you into the mood to write.

Ejaculation – Sending the completed manuscript to an editor or agent

Premature ejaculation – Sending the manuscript too soon, before it’s polished and ready.

Oral sex – Talking about writing, rather than actually doing it.

Polyamory or ménage –Working on multiple manuscripts at the same time.

Bi-curious, bi-sexual –Writing in two different genres or subgenres.

One night stand – Sneakily writing something other than the manuscript you should be working on.

Infidelity – Same as a one night stand, only it lasts longer and can result in the abandonment of the original manuscript.

Bondage – Contractual obligations to write a book.

Discipline – Having a regular writing schedule. Writing when you don’t feel like it.

Orgasm – Getting a book contract, a royalty check, or an email from a fan.

Getting fucked – A drive-by one-star review.

Quickie – A short piece of writing.

Libido – The desire to write.

Dysfunction – Writer’s block

Making love –Writing something that brings you great pleasure

 

Author Bio

Cara Bristol is the author of Naughty Words for Nice Writers, a Sexual and Spanking Thesaurus and 17 erotic romance novels and novellas. She’s been published by as Loose Id, Decadent Publishing, Blushing Books, and Black Velvet Seductions. She is best known for her Rod and Cane Society domestic discipline erotic romance series and the Breeder sci-fi erotic romance trilogy. She holds a B.A. in journalism, but took several human sexuality classes in college because she thought they would be easy As. (Two were, one wasn’t). Married with two grown step kids, Cara lives in the sunny state of Missouri where people often look askance when she tells them what she does for a living.

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Naughty Words for Nice Writers Blurb

If you’ve struggled to find the right tone for your romantic sex scene, stared at the computer for 15 minutes trying to come up with the perfect verb, become stymied because some terms are too crude while others are too flowery, or found yourself reusing the same words over and over, Naughty Words for Nice Writers, A Sexual and Spanking Thesaurus can help you break through those barriers. Cara Bristol, the author of 17 erotic romances, has written a guide to help you find the erotic words to write a sex scene that sizzles.

Naughty Words for Nice Writers is packed with more than 1,200 usable, functional synonyms geared for romance, erotic romance, and erotica. Included are 28 different “erotic word lists” such as male and female anatomy, foreplay, orgasm, specific sexual acts and kink, sexual noises, spanking terminology, and much more. The guide offers suggestions on how to write a sex scene and how to tighten your writing so it sings.

With an emphasis on verbs, this guide will help you “show” the intimacy between your characters rather than tell it. Whether you’re writing a “fade to black” scene or a graphic and explicit one, Naughty Words for Nice Writers will give you the words.

Naughty Words for Nice Writers is available in paperback, ebook, and PDF (for your laptop or tablet).

 

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Medieval Spankings and Sex- just how kinky were these people?

 

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I have Korey Mae Johnson with me today for a fun interview about the brand new medieval box set she wrote with Renee Rose, Sue Lyndon, Ashe Barker and Dinah McLeod. Would you like to know what spankings were like back in medieval days? How about kinky sex? Surely it was just a white sheet with a hole in it, right? NOT! Join us for an informative interview. :)

Welcome, Korey Mae!

Korey Mae Johnson: First of all, thanks so very much for having me on your blog, Katherine. I’m so excited to be here. It’s also gonna be really fun to talk about my new medieval spanking story collection set, Conquered Brides, which I wrote along with four other awesome authors: Renee Rose, Sue Lyndon, Ashe Barker, and Dinah McLeod. All these women are amazing and their talent really raises the bar. I was excited for an opportunity to join their project, and I can’t believe it’s out already! Time certainly flew by fast!

 Katherine Deane: Who came up with the idea of sacking a castle and marrying off the individual women?

Korey Mae Johnson: James (my husband) and I thought of it while we were in Europe, when we were touring Germany. We visited Hohenzollern castle and, after touring the newly discovered underground passages and falling in love with the history and the majesty of its position on a hill, we put our heads together and thought up the idea. Afterwards, we asked the wonderful Renee Rose to spearhead the project, put it together and became its fearless leader, keeping us in line. :) Conquered Brides is different than many box sets because it’s not just in one location, but it’s plot is driven by a huge event (the castle being seized) which sets everyone in motion, Because of that there’s a lot of interweaving between the books. They could be read separately by anyone, but reading it as a group would really be the most fun, I think.

 Katherine Deane: What’s the most fun about writing a Medieval piece?

 Korey Mae Johnson: The medieval version of chivalry is a hoot to write–dexterity in fighting, valor, courtesy, pride. And it’s not the same type you find in romance novels from any other time period. It’s more primal, more serious, more life and death. There’s a lot of men protecting women in life and death scenarios more often, and there’s sort of a rougher, less polite quality about it. It’s a little darker, more barbaric and viking like than more modern romances.

 Katherine Deane: Least favorite?

 Korey Mae Johnson: Well, with that darkness I was talking about, there’s also a lot of violence and flat-out dirtiness (although I did learn that bathing in Medieval times was popular as were public baths. It wasn’t until the black plague that they stopped doing it frequently, but that was in the mid 1400s). Unsanitary conditions that we have to be careful to admit to but not glory and revel in, to make it realistic but still keep it hot. Honestly, I think if we got blasted back to the late 1200s we probably wouldn’t make it–we’d probably black out the first time we saw a medieval “gardrobe”. Also, we had to be very, very careful about the language we used, the foods our characters ate, etc. It was certainly a different time that wasn’t very much like our own in a lots of ways.

 Katherine Deane: What were some of the spanking implements used in those times?

 Korey Mae Johnson: There aren’t a whole lot of differences between then and now. I mean, obviously spatulas are out because they weren’t invented yet, BUT there have been references to domestic discipline, namely whippings, thrashings, and spankings leading back to the ancient Egyptians. The birch was already popular for schoolmasters and tutors to carry in the middle ages, and royalty did already frequently imply whipping boys & girls (normally their whipping boys & girls were from a noble family, and normally they were playmates of the future heir to the throne leading to special privileges later in life). Rods were commonly used, switches, and martinets, and of course over-the-knee spankings have been recorded as far back as Roman times. And the list goes on.

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 Katherine Deane: Have any of you tried out any of “said” implements?

  Korey Mae Johnson: I’ve never tried a birch. My husband can make a brilliant one, but so far I’ve never been brave enough to try it. Other than that… yep. Tried them all. Thanks to spanking parties, because James doesn’t use martinets or whips.

 Katherine Deane: If you could be one of the characters from the box set, which one would you be, and why?

 Korey Mae Johnson: I don’t think I could say and explain without giving the my book away, but in short I’d be Princess Susanna, and I’ll let my readers guess why. :)

 Katherine Deane: Do you like Monty Python? ;)

 Korey Mae Johnson: Hell yeah I do–and the naughty, naughty Zoot. Because she can really start a party!

 Katherine Deane: Mmm, Naughty Zoot. hehe. I love that scene :)

After beta’ing  one of these fantastic stories, I know all about the sexy stuff that happens behind castle doors. Was sex really like this in these time periods, or do the authors use some artistic license to add to the appeal?

 Korey Mae Johnson: Medieval times were, and  I’m quoting here, “Nasty, brutish, and short.” So I’m assuming the sex had to often be absolutely awesome to make up for it. That and they had a ton of it. The average woman had 12 children in her lifetime…. so it had to have been at least just as frequent. That’s what I’d like to believe, anyway. :) Most historians that I’ve read say that, despite arranged marriages of the nobility and later marriages of the lower classes, people were screwing each other like rabbits compared to even our time. And they got around–did you know there were holy ordained brothels? Supposedly it was regarded as fact that if there weren’t a boatload of brothels in town that soldiers and other men would just rape whoever. So they made it happen. I need to read more into it, but the research so far has always been just amazing or shocking.

Thanks again, Katherine!

Katherine Deane: Thanks for chatting with me, and congratulations on the new set! I am already reading it, and am absolutely loving it! :)

 

Blurb:  When the castle they called home is besieged and ultimately falls, five women are captured and carried off as wives by their foes. Will they be treated as no more than the spoils of war, or can their new lords prove themselves worthy of the love and submission of their conquered brides?

The Conquered Brides is a five-book collection featuring brand-new titles from five top erotic romance authors. This collection includes:

 Commanding the Princess, by Korey Mae Johnson

As the ruler of Hohenzollern Castle in name only, Susanna has watched helplessly for years as her power-hungry uncle made one enemy after another for her. One enemy stands out, and the moment she catches sight of him, Princess Susanna is certain that it will be Gerhard of Bavaria who brings her world down around her. As his army smashes through her gates, Susanna makes the only choice she has left. She surrenders herself to Gerhard, hoping to win mercy for her people, though she fears it will come at the cost of her life. But she soon learns that Gerhard has other plans for her, plans which may end with her surrendering much more than just her castle to him.

 

The Knight’s Seduction, by Renee Rose

Avowed to never again yield to a man’s ill-treatment, Lady Daisy stands ready to fight to the death when her castle is sacked. The imposing knight Sir Barrett has other ideas, however, and to her dismay, Daisy soon finds herself not only disarmed, but soundly spanked as well. Sir Barrett takes her as his captive bride, but when she shows real terror at the prospect of consummating their marriage, he offers her a bargain. She will offer her body to him and accept the pleasurable torments he inflicts, but he will not claim her fully until she aches for it so badly she begs him. Certain she will do no such thing, Daisy agrees, but can she resist the knight’s seduction?

 

The Widow Is Mine, by Ashe Barker

Since her husband’s untimely passing, Lady Natalia has resigned herself to a quiet life as a young widow and perhaps one day as a nun. But when her adopted home is conquered by the enemy, her world is turned upside down. After he rescues her from the chaos of Hohenzollern’s fall, Duke Stefan of Richtenholst cannot imagine allowing Natalia to languish behind the walls of a convent. The duke takes Natalia home as his wife, and he quickly proves himself ready to compel her obedience when it is necessary, but can he ever truly make her his own?

 

Conquering Lady Claire, by Sue Lyndon

As Hohenzollern Castle falls, mayhem unfolds around Lady Claire, and her only aim is to lead as many women and children of the castle to safety as possible. In an odd turn of fortune, her courageous efforts ultimately lead to her capture by none other than Lord Galien of Minrova, the very man that her brother, a powerful duke, recently commanded to find her and claim her as his wife. Claire’s defiance is quickly overcome by means of a firm hand applied to her bare bottom, but Galien is not content merely going through the motions of a political marriage. His skilled lovemaking soon leaves his new bride begging for more, but can he conquer her heart as well?

 

Kidnapped and Claimed, by Dinah McLeod

When her husband’s repeated infidelities and drunken insults become too much to bear, Lady Cecily flees to her childhood home at Hohenzollern, but things quickly go from bad to worse and she is kidnapped from the castle stables only moments after her arrival. Cecily ignores her abductor’s warnings of ruin about to befall Hohenzollern and his claim that he took her from the castle only to keep her safe. She resists him every step of the way, until at last he spanks her long and hard. Despite his firm chastisement, it soon becomes clear to Cecily that her captor cares for her in a way her husband never did. But can she forgive him for stealing her from her home?

 Publisher’s Note: The Conquered Brides contains spankings, sexual scenes, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

 

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A Perfect Partnership, spankings, and sushi ;)

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I’m sharing an excerpt from Rayanna Jamison’s hot Corbin’s Bend novel, A Perfect Partnership. Did you know her main character, Laney, runs a sushi restaurant? Yum! She even gives lots of fun names to her creations- like the HOH Roll, fantasy roll, That’s gonna sting. LOL, it’s spanko Sushi heaven! Here’s an excerpt that I really enjoyed when I read this!

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“I’ll take a Corbin’s Bend roll, and a Paddle You Pink roll, to go, please.” His eyes twinkled mischievously, and Laney blanched at his choice, relieved that she had chosen to take his order to go. She really didn’t know how much more of him she could take. It was only noon, and she was ready for this day to be over. She donned a new pair of plastic gloves, then stepped behind the glass screen to make his order, every nerve in her body painfully aware of his eyes following her as she worked. She didn’t think she had ever worked as fast, mad at her body for betraying her, as his mere presence caused her to be instantly aroused. She needed him to be out of here, and she needed to stop seeing him everywhere she turned. Ever since he had arrived in Corbin’s Bend, if she wasn’t seeing him, she was hearing about him.

Wordlessly, she finished his order, bagged it up, and walked it over to the register. She took his cash, and quickly made change for the twenty he handed her. “Have a good day,” she said dismissing him with a fake smile. To her dismay, he didn’t leave.

“Lannea,” he started, nervously.

“It’s Laney!”

“ Lannea,” he continued stubbornly. “I have always prided myself on being a man of my word, and I don’t think I treated you very fairly last night.  It’s come to my attention, that, ahem, it was unfair of me to make threats I didn’t plan on carrying out.” Laney could see beads of sweat forming on his brow, and she knew he was nervous, although she hadn’t quite figured out why, or what exactly he was getting at. If anything, the more he spoke, the more confused she became.

“What are you saying?” Her voice was flat and unaffected. She watched as he realized how unclear he was being, took a deep breath, and started over.

“I’m saying, I like you, and despite the fact that we got off to a rocky start I think you are sweet, and funny, and breathtakingly beautiful and I’d like to get to know you better, if you’ll let me. I’m completely new to the world of dating, and I’m not very good at this. I understand now what I said that hurt you and why it did. All I’m asking that you give me a chance to right the wrong, and..” he paused searching and when he spoke again, she got the distinct impression that the words he spoke were foreign to him, borrowed from somebody else. “And put my money where my mouth is.”

She raised her eyebrows. “Are you saying… what I think you’re saying?”

Blurb:

Josiah Jefferson left the polygamist community he grew up in to make a new home in Corbin’s Bend. He wanted to find the one  woman he could love and spank for the rest of his life. When a summer storm blows beautiful Lannea Paulsen into his life, he sees it as fate and never looks back.

Lannea Paulsen, better known as Laney to everyone but the stubborn Josiah, has had two goals since she moved to Corbin’s Bend last year. Save enough money to buy half of The Ginger Paddle, the sushi restaurant she runs with her cousin, and find a strong dominant man who is willing and ready to take her in hand in every way possible.

When Laney puts the business in jeopardy, Josiah comes to the rescue. One thing leads to another and they find themselves in a tumultuous platonic  DD relationship. Sparks fly  as they both refuse to admit the depth of their true feelings. Will they settle for less than they desire or will they chase after everything they have ever wanted?

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Thanks so much to everyone who participate in the Cold Nights, Hot Reads blog hop!

I have the two winners of the ebook choice:

Christina

Rebecca Ray

Congratulations, ladies! Feel free to choose from one of my ebooks you see listed on the sidebar.

Thanks for all the warm responses!

And thanks again to the Red Hot Authors Café for hosting this!

As soon as I hear the official winners of the overall prizes, I will post them here.

Thanks again, for participating.

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Cold Nights, Hot Reads Blog Hop

 

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I’m so excited to be a part of the Cold Nights, Hot Read Blog Hop. Thanks to the Red Hot Authors Café for hosting. There are plenty of prizes to win, like:

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The following excerpt is taken from The Coach’s Discipline.  Claire is being talked through her very first self spanking – over the phone. Hopefully, it heats up more than just her bare bottom. ;)

 

She giggled. She couldn’t help it. This was kind of unnerving and exciting. “Sorry, what did you say?”

“Naughty young ladies who don’t pay attention, get punished, Claire.” He paused and in a silken voice, emphasizing each word, he said, “Bend. Over. The. Bed.”

She swallowed hard and complied quickly.

“Arms straight, hands reaching for the other end.”

She stretched her arms out, and placed her palms on the top of her pink paisley coverlet. Her breathing felt fast. She wondered if he could hear her.

“Close your eyes, and listen.” He directed and she obeyed.

Crack!

Her eyes flew open, and she choked on a breath. She flinched again, when the loud thud repeated over her phone, right next to her head.

“That is a wooden hairbrush,” he explained casually. “I’m striking my palm, but we are going to pretend this is your naughty bottom.”

Claire mewled and felt her heart rate increase.

“Are your eyes closed?”

“Y-y-yes sir,” she stuttered and clenched her eyelids closed.

Crack! “Are you paying attention now?”

“Yes, sir,” she said in between rapid breaths.

“Pull your pants and panties down right below your cheeks, Claire.”

“Okay.” She yanked her panties down, and got stuck before remembering to grab the waistband of her pants. She finally got them both pulled down, and the cool air rushed to her cheeks and between her legs. Good Lord! The moisture dripping down her thighs gave her a feeling of coolness and heat at the same time.

“Push your butt out – away from the bed. Way out.”

She pressed her bottom out, and arched her back, and licked her lips. She felt so vulnerable. If he was there, he would be able to see everything, every bit of her aching, wet, throbbing, lower body. She trembled with excitement, and told him she was in position.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Stroke your bottom, pat it gently just like I would if I was there right now rewarding you for your obedience.”

Her legs shook as she reached back and patted herself. That word, obedience. It shouldn’t have such an effect on her, but she would worry about that later.

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Blurb:

Marathon runner Claire Jacobs has always dreamed of making it to the Olympics, but she has a habit of getting in her own way. With the help of Nick Fox, a legendary coach known for his unconventional techniques, she prepares for one last shot at her dream. Traumatic memories of her experience with her last coach still haunt Claire, though, and in spite of his reputation she finds it hard to trust Nick’s authority.

The more time he spends with Claire, the more Nick finds himself enchanted by her drive and deep commitment to her fellow runners. But when her self-destructive behavior crosses the line, Nick realizes he has only one option to help the woman he has come to care about so much—he will need to give her the first spanking of her life and make sure it is one she will not forget.

Despite his firm discipline, Claire quickly comes to crave Nick’s dominance and direction, and soon he has grown to be much more than just her coach. But when jealousy and misunderstandings threaten to tear the team apart, will she run away as she always has in the past, or can she trust in her newfound love and race toward her goals with an open heart?

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

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