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Hero Undercover Anthology

What I want to do to your body, is illegal in fifteen states.

Blurb:

Cherry Donovan has a problem. No, it’s not her annoying big brother who still thinks he should swoop in and rescue her from everything. She’s twenty-two and can take care of herself. It’s not the few extra pounds she carries or her technologically challenged brain that won’t help her figure out how to change a ring tone on her cell phone. It’s not even her asshole-ex-boyfriend who may or may not be the one smashing her packages and leaving her weird messages in the mail and on her phone.

No. It’s the hunky, drool-worthy, make you want to drop the icing spatula and lick him instead best friend of her older brother. Jacob is staying with her for the week. Why? She doesn’t know. But she’s falling for him—hard and fast. Like slipping on a patch of meringue and landing flat on your back. Only this is going to hurt more. Why is he there? And could she pay him to change her ringtone for her?

Army Sergeant, Jacob Pye is still reeling from the fall-out of losing two of his squad members. Now, during some mandatory get your head back on straight time off, he’s on an undercover mission to check on his best friend’s younger sister. The mission: Go in and assess the situation; protect the sexy, young woman; neutralize the enemy. Most importantly—don’t let Cherry know that he’s there to protect her. Oh, and then there’s the hardest part of the mission. Don’t fall for the gorgeous woman who is strong enough to finally make him feel human again. She makes him laugh.

Excerpt:

“Ganache.” She croaked, her throat dry, her mouth not seeming to want to work properly.

“Ganache. This right here.” He held the spatula in front of her, not touching her. But she couldn’t have moved anyway. “The stuff you threw at my head.” His eyebrow cocked.

Clearing her throat she tried to get a handle on her rapid heartbeat, as he handed her the bowl.

“Do you know what I do to little girls who don’t play nice, and who get Daddy all messy for his customers?”

“Oh God.”

“No, just Daddy or Sir, whichever you prefer, young lady.”

“I like naughty girl,” she whispered. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. Heck, why not? She reached her fingers into the bowl, scraping a tiny bit onto her fingers, and then ran it down his stubbled cheek, down his neck, and then wiped her finger across his tan t-shirt with two long strokes.“You are such a naughty little girl.” He took the bowl out of her hands and set it on the sink, and quickly turned her around so her belly was against the sink. “Daddy’s going to punish you for that.”

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Author Spotlight – Ashe Barker is here with Her Dark Viking

Her Dark Viking

He saw her. He wanted her. So he returned to take her

Blurb

After she is captured by Viking raiders, twenty-five-year-old Mairead is left with no choice but to depend on Gunnar Freysson, the battle-hardened leader of the Norsemen, to protect her and her young children. Though he makes it clear that she is his property to do with as he pleases, Gunnar shows remarkable concern for Mairead’s wellbeing, and when she risks her life in a dangerous attempt at escape he does not hesitate to strip her bare and spank her soundly.

The strict punishment leaves Mairead thoroughly ashamed yet helplessly aroused, and when Gunnar takes her in his arms and claims her properly she cannot deny her body’s response to his dominant lovemaking. As the days pass, Mairead realizes that Gunnar cares for her deeply, and despite her situation she finds herself falling in love with the stern, handsome warrior. But can she truly give her heart to the man who took her from her home?

Publisher’s Note: Her Dark Viking is a stand-alone sequel to Her Rogue Viking. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Excerpt  (18+)

Would a spanking hurt as much as his belt had? Did he perhaps intend to use his belt again? He had not said, she simply assumed he would–

“Lie across my lap and lift up your sark.”

He interrupted her musings with his curt instruction. Gunnar had seated himself on the edge of the bed, where just a few moments ago Donald had sat. The Viking regarded her over his shoulder, his eyes as dark as she had ever seen them and his expression stern.

She had questions, her head brimmed with them, but she supposed all would be answered soon enough. He kept his belt on, which was a relief she supposed. Mairead slipped from the bed and came around to stand before him.

“Shall I take this off?” She plucked at the fabric at the front of her undershirt.

“No. I want you to get in position then raise the sark for me. You will get yourself ready, bare your bottom for me to spank.”

Oh, sweet Jesu. Something coiled and tingled between her legs, and she sensed a fluttering within which she could not quite name but she knew her most private places were dampening at his words. It would have been difficult to remove her clothing for him, but she had done it once and could manage again. This different approach of his was more intense, more humiliating. She was to aid in her own punishment by arranging herself just so.

“Mairead, do not keep me waiting.”

“No, Jarl.” She almost flung herself across his thighs, her head dangling down by his boot and her hair sweeping the floor. She dreaded what she must do next but wanted to get it over with so she reached back to grab the hem of her linen shirt and hastily pulled it up to her waist, then tucked the bulk of the material under her stomach to ensure it remained in place. She was horribly embarrassed, prayed that no one would see fit to open the curtain and see her thus. Had Aigneis managed to get Donald out of the longhouse in time?

“What are you thinking?” His tone was soft, and she took courage from that.

“I am afraid someone will hear, or come in.”

“They might, but there is nothing you can do about any of that now. None of what is to happen to you is under your control so you might as well let it go. Relax, if you can, and surrender.”

“I do not mean to fight you, Jarl. Or to struggle.”

“I know that.” He laid one warm, solid palm on her bottom and rubbed a large circle around her left cheek. “I was thinking more of what is happening in your head. You need only to feel this, not think overmuch about it.”

“I… I will try, Jarl.” Her voice fell to a breathy whisper. Her bottom was still tender from yesterday and as he pressed her delicate skin those sensations returned. How much more punishment could she take?

“You know why this is happening.” It was a statement, not a question.

“I disobeyed you.”

“Yes, though I now rather think you misunderstood my instruction rather than deliberately disobeyed. You should have checked, asked me to clarify.”

“I will, Jarl. Next time.”

“I shall make sure of it. So, are you ready?”

“Yes,” she breathed. “Yes, I am ready.”

The first volley of spanks were light, teasing almost. Gunnar rained slaps down on both her buttocks, covering the sensitive globes and causing her to clench and writhe on his lap, but not to cry out. It was painful, but not overly so and there was pleasure in it too, especially when he paused to caress her smarting skin. Now she moaned, but in startled delight rather than pain.

“You like that?”

She nodded, but then realised he may not have seen her. “Yes, Jarl.”

“Will you spread your legs for me?”

“Of course.” On one level, she had no choice, he would make her do as he wanted though he did phrase the command most politely. But on another this was exactly what she desired, what she had hoped for. Punishment, submission, sensuality – these were a heady mix and she no longer knew quite how to separate them, or even if she wished to. So she parted her thighs and lay still.

“So pretty, and so wet.” He slid his hand between her thighs and stroked her soaking folds. Mairead tensed under the sudden wave of lust which seemed to engulf her. “Did I hurt you?” His voice was soft now, and achingly seductive.

“No, it was … more pleasant than I remembered.”

“I see. And this?” Now he toyed with the pleasure nub he had awakened yesterday. Mairead stuffed her fist in her mouth in an attempt not to squeal out loud.

“Answer me. Is this nice.”

“Mmmmm.”

Her muffled response clearly did not suffice. He dropped two hard slaps, one on each buttock. “I expect you to talk to me, to answer if I ask you a question. If you do not understand what I want of you, you may tell me that since I know our tongue is still new to you.”

“It is very nice, Jarl.” She blurted the reply out fast, fearing another onslaught of slaps and craving them at the same time.

“And this?” Now he circled her entrance with his finger tip.

“That too, Jarl. It feels so good…”

“This?” His finger entered her, just to the first knuckle she thought. “Any pain?”

“No, it feels wonderful. Perhaps you might… I mean, maybe a little more?”

“Can I trust you to tell me if I hurt you?”

“You have hurt me. You are spanking me, Jarl. It is meant to hurt, is it not?”

“The spanking, yes. Not this.” He swirled his finger between the swollen, sensitive lips. “You only gave birth a month ago.”

“I am healed, truly I am. The birth was easy, and… oh! Ooooh.” She let out a sob as he slid his whole finger into her.

“Tell me, Mairead. Is this painful?”

“No. No, it is … wonderful. Please do not stop.”

“Greedy wench. You will take your spanking; then, if I am satisfied you have learnt better manners, I will give you what you desire.”

More about Ashe Barker

USA Today best-selling author Ashe Barker has been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. She still loves reading, the hotter the better. But now she has a good excuse for her guilty pleasure – research.

Ashe tends to draw on her own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to her plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea.

Ashe lives in the North of England, on the edge of the Brontë moors and enjoys the occasional flirtation with pole dancing and drinking Earl Grey tea. When not writing – which is not very often these days – her time is divided between her role as taxi driver for her teenage daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, tortoises.  And a very grumpy cockatiel.

At the last count Ashe had over forty titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and several more in the pipeline. She writes M/f, M/M, and occasionally rings the changes with a little M/M/f. Ashe’s books invariably feature BDSM. She writes explicit stories, always hot, but offering far more than just sizzling sex. Ashe likes to read about complex characters, and to lose herself in compelling plots, so that’s what she writes too.

Ashe has a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keeps thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from her.

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Author Spotlight – Addison Cain

Dark Side of the Sun

A tarnished baroness with a dangerous past and the man who seeks to own her.

Author: Addison Cain
Release Date: April 20th

Sales Blurb:

Arabella, the Baroness of Iliffe, knows her life is nearing its end. For years the young widow has been hunted across England, running from her past, thrust onward into desolate wastes until there is nowhere else to hide. With the little time she has left, her desperation has driven her into the arms of an extremely sinister man who desires more than just her company.

Gregory Harrow, bastard born gentleman, takes what he wants, and is willing to use anyone and anything to achieve his aims. Greedy, cunning, cruel, he claims to love her, offers to kill for her, but lies come easily to his tongue.

She knows she cannot trust him, but making a deal with the devil might just be her only chance for survival.

DARK SIDE OF THE SUN is a full-length regency era dark romance from internationally bestselling author Addison Cain about depravity, desire, and acute retribution.

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I normally have a hard time with the stiffness of Regency romances, but this one takes every trope that annoys me, burns it to the ground, and gives me everything dark and salty I want instead. HHHNGG! So good! You will love it. -Eris Adderly, bestselling author of Gallows Pole

18th-Century sexy meets 21st-Century dark and twisty in a way that only Addison Cain could do it. I’ve never been so caught up in a romance! Dark Side and the bastard gentleman within will keep you up far past an hour decency would allow. See how far into the shadows Addison Cain can take regency romance! –Jennifer Bene, internationally bestselling author of Security Binds Her

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Author Spotlight – Ashe Barker

Her Rogue Viking

Will she submit to the fierce Rogue Viking who has abducted her and enslaved her people?

I have always been fascinated by Vikings. Strong, sexy warriors, ruthless, dominant and determined – what’s not to like? It was only a matter of time before I wove a story around these fierce raiders who rampaged through Scotland and England for over three centuries, eventually settling and leaving their indelible mark on our history.

A Viking raid was indeed a ferocious affair. They relied on what would nowadays probably be termed ‘shock and awe’ swooping in from the sea on their fast dragon ships to attack with vicious and deadly effect. The Nordic raiders would be gone almost as swiftly as they arrived, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. The modern equivalent would be a helicopter attack on a sleepy rural village by SWAT teams armed with automatic weapons– the local people would hardly know what hit them.

I have employed a certain amount of poetic license, but I was determined to recreate the Viking era to the best of my ability – their homes, their clothing, what they ate, how they lived. I hope readers will be as entranced as I am by these creative and charismatic raiders, and perhaps forgive them their more outrageous little foibles.

  • Stormy Night, 2017
  • Released 2 April 2017
  • Historical erotic romance, Viking romance
  • Approximately 76,000 words
  • HEA ending

Blurb
Though Fiona puts up a brave fight when her village is raided by Vikings, she ends up being carried off over the broad shoulders of Ulfric Freysson, the leader of the Norsemen. The stern, ruggedly handsome warrior quickly makes it clear that she belongs to him now, and her best efforts to escape merely earn Fiona a painful, humiliating switching on her bare bottom.

Her captor’s bold dominance sets Fiona’s passion ablaze, and when he brings her to his bed she cannot help begging for him to claim her completely. As Ulfric begins training her to please him in any way he demands, Fiona finds herself falling in love with her new master, but she soon realizes that there are those among his people who still see her as an enemy. When her life is threatened by a member of his own family, will he stand ready to protect her no matter the cost?

Publisher’s Note: Her Rogue Viking includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book

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Excerpt (18+)
Ulfric carried her to the fallen tree and set her down beside it, taking care to allow her to lower her good leg first. Then, still ensuring that her weight remained on her uninjured foot, Ulfric helped Fiona to turn and face the trunk, then eased her torso forward until she was balanced across it. The furs and blanket provided a soft cushion. Fiona could find no reason to complain that her comfort was not considered as Ulfric patted her soon-to-be-punished bottom.

“I will lift you a little higher, to ensure that your feet are off the ground and taking no weight, and to offer me a better target, naturally.” He did not wait for any further comment from Fiona. In moments she was dangling over the tree trunk, her feet inches from the bare earth and her head and shoulders balancing her weight on the other side. The grass and a light dusting of fallen leaves were just inches from her nose but she could just make out their shapes in the gathering gloom as she quivered in this unfamiliar and vulnerable position.

Her father had been no disciplinarian. In all her nineteen summers no one had ever so much as slapped her wrist, let alone bent her over a fallen tree for a public switching. Fiona wondered if it was possible to die of humiliation.

She managed not to whimper as her skirts were raised above her waist, then tucked under the woven braid that served as a belt. Fiona was acutely aware of the half dozen or so Viking warriors who had gathered to observe the proceedings. They were all now afforded a fine view of her upturned, naked buttocks. She was glad she could not decipher the exact meaning of their calls and remarks, though the general gist was plain enough.

The jocularity ceased abruptly at a word from Ulfric. The men remained in place, watching, but they no longer offered their lewd observations.

Fiona was accustomed to harsh winters, but the bitter chill of this Nordic early evening was equal to anything she could recall in her own country. She shivered as the icy breeze caressed her bare backside and could not help clenching as Ulfric bent to select the first switch.

“Fear not, little wench. You shall soon be feeling a good deal warmer.” He swung the switch in an experimental arc, slow at first, then fast enough to produce an ominous whistle. Fiona shrieked.

Ulfric chuckled and moved in close. He laid the palm of his free hand on her bottom, the caress almost affectionate. “Try not to clench, though I realise it is difficult. Are you ready?”

There was nothing to be gained by delaying matters. Fiona nodded, then clenched her bound hands into fists as she tensed for the first stroke.

“Aagh!” She let out a shrill scream as fire exploded across her right buttock. Her entire body jerked with the force of the blow, though she had been expecting it. This hurt though, more than she had ever imagined.

“One,” Ulfric intoned. “Be still, Celt. Settle down and we shall continue.”

Somehow, through the haze of pain, she heard his words and managed to obey. Moments later fire snaked across her left cheek.

“Ooh!” Sweet Jesus, can I bear this?

“Two. Now relax, you do not wish to drag this out, I am sure.”

He was right, she did not. Fiona willed her tense muscles to soften and drew in a shuddering breath.

“Three. Four.”

She was managing the pain just slightly better now, no longer so shocked by the intensity of sensation. She managed not to cry out, and needed no further reminders to keep her buttocks soft.

“That is good. Five. Six. Seven.”

Fiona writhed against the blanket. Despite her determination to bear this ordeal with fortitude she was unable to remain still, nor could she contain her tears that flowed unchecked across her face.

Ulfric paused to once again lay his palm over her throbbing backside. Her bottom was on fire and she flinched under his touch though he was not rough with her.

“You are doing well. Just three more to go. Shall I continue, Fiona?”

No! Enough! “Yes. Please, just finish this and let me get up.”

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Author Interview

  1. So, tell us a bit more about Ulfric. He’s a stern and sexy Viking chief, with a twitchy palm, but what else is there to know?
    Well, I think you just about covered the basics there. Ulfric has a strong sense of family loyalty but that is tested sorely in this book. He has a difficult choice to make, but he is a man who doesn’t shirk his duty and ultimately he will do what he thinks is right for those he loves – whether they like it or not.
  2. How many books have you written? Are they all historical or spanking fiction?
    I have over forty titles out now, and they are all erotic stories. About a dozen of them are historical novels. Some have more of a BDSM vibe going on and some are spanking/domestic discipline. At first I wrote just contemporary stories, then I started adding a few historicals and sci-fis. I love the variety.
  3. Do you see writing as a career?
    Yes. I try to be fairly ordered about it. I like to be at my desk (well, more accurately the kitchen table) laptop fired up and coffee to hand, by nine in the morning and I tend to write for most of the day then. There are also a lot of related tasks to keep on top of, mainly to do with promo or research, or keeping in touch with readers and other authors. It’s definitely a full-time job for me.
  4. If you had to describe yourself using three words, it would be…Resilient. Creative. Calm.
  5. What would you do if you were the last person on this earth?
    Turn out the lights.More about Ashe BarkerUSA Today best-selling author Ashe Barker has been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. She still loves reading, the hotter the better. But now she has a good excuse for her guilty pleasure – research.

    Ashe tends to draw on her own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to her plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea.

    Ashe lives in the North of England, on the edge of the Brontë moors and enjoys the occasional flirtation with pole dancing and drinking Earl Grey tea. When not writing – which is not very often these days – her time is divided between her role as taxi driver for her teenage daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, tortoises.  And a very grumpy cockatiel.

    At the last count Ashe had over forty titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and several more in the pipeline. She writes M/f, M/M, and occasionally rings the changes with a little M/M/f. Ashe’s books invariably feature BDSM. She writes explicit stories, always hot, but offering far more than just sizzling sex. Ashe likes to read about complex characters, and to lose herself in compelling plots, so that’s what she writes too.

    Ashe has a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keeps thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from her.

    Ashe loves to hear from readers. Here are her social media links:

    Newsletter sign-up
    www.ashebarker.com
    Facebook
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    Or you can email her direct on ashe.barker1@gmail.com

Maggie Carpenter brings her hot cowboy!

This one is totally on my TBR list now after reading these excerpts. Maggie Carpenter is amazing!

EXCERPT:

Starting up again, he increased the force of the spanking, catching her sensitive sit spot, and landing volleys of hard smacks on the same cheek, continuing to punish her until she was yelping and begging him to stop.

“Have you learned?” he asked solemnly, pausing his hand.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl, callin’ me Sir. That’s good, now go fetch your hairbrush.”

“Ooh, yes, Sir,” she muttered, and with her burning backside making it clear she’d better not argue, she slid off his knees, and clutching her hot skin she walked to the dresser, picked up the brush, and carried it back to him.

“Turn around and let me see you swat yourself four times, real quick and hard, on each cheek, and if I don’t think it’s hard enough, I’ll do myself after you finish.”

“I… uh…”

“You wanna make it five?”

Strangely embarrassed, she pivoted on her feet, and holding the brush behind her, she clenched her teeth and delivered the stinging swats.

“Other side,” he said brusquely, “no waitin’.”

Switching hands, though it was still awkward, she managed it, and the swats were just as fast and hard as the previous four.

“Turn back around.”

Taking a deep breath, she slowly faced him.

“Tell me why I had you do that?” he asked, taking the hairbrush and laying it on the bed.

“I’m not sure, Sir.”

“That’s called justice, and it was for all the times you’ve sassed me or argued or been difficult,” he said, reaching behind her and holding her cheeks. “Your slate is clean now, but from this point on, when you need it, I’ll be spankin’ you, or maybe punishin’ you some other way. If it’s serious, I’ll take my gun belt to your butt, or the reins from your bridle. You’ll be happier for the discipline, but you already know that.”

“I do,” she admitted, nodding her head. “It’s strange, but I do.”

“Come lie with me on the bed,” he said, softening his voice. “You’ll always have lots of love after I’ve chastised you.”

Stretching out on the bed, she curled into his arms, and he moved his hand down to her hot red bottom, gently smoothing it over her scorched skin.

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BLURB

 When hardened gunslinger Tucker Prescott is tasked with bringing law and order back to a town overrun by a gang of criminals, he quickly realizes that his biggest challenge wont be the villainous McGill brothers. The one who will truly put him to the test is Dolly Baker, the beautiful, feisty twenty-two-year-old daughter of the man who hired him.

 From the moment she barges into his cabin uninvited, Tucker knows Dolly is going to be trouble, and it isnt long before she tests his patience one time too many and earns herself a sound spanking. The embarrassing chastisement gets her attention, but it will take quite a bit more than a few smacks on the bottom to teach her obedience, and the more he sees of Dolly, the more Tucker is forced to admit that he would love to be the man to properly tame her.

 Tucker didnt come to Spring Junction to keep a woman in line, however, he came to deal with the McGill brothers and their gang. He has a plan to do just that, but it will depend on his quick wits as much as his quick draw, and despite his best efforts Tucker cant get Dolly off his mind. Can he bring the outlaws to justice and make her his bride before she drives him to distraction?

 Publishers Note: Tuckers Justice is an erotic romance novel that includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please dont buy this book.

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A BIT ABOUT MAGGIE

Male dominance/ female submission. My passion. It is that which I write about, and my alpha-males range from down-home, hunky, spanking cowboys, to fantasy, sword-wielding, warriors, and of course, artful romantic Dominants who don’t need dollars to melt their sweet subs, (even if a few of them have mega-bucks).

There’s a little bit of me in all the stories, and The British Bachelor trilogy is based on a long-distance relationship I had with a British Dominant, James Collier. When he agreed to work with me on I AM A DOMINANT, I was absolutely thrilled. This book is a first-hand account of some of his more interesting experiences, including the amusing, and intriguing story of the first time he had a woman over his lap.

I am an old-fashioned romantic, complete with my own white knight fantasies, so a red rose and heart-felt sentiment is alive and well on the pages of all my novels. If you like to sigh, please, come on in.

Last but not least, I am blessed to share my life with a precious pup, and a gorgeous mare. All creatures great and small also live close to my heart.

 

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Author Spotlight – Maggie Ryan’s Jewel’s Gems

OMG, I love the Red Petticoat Saloon story so much. This is the story that started it all, brought to you by the fabulous Maggie Ryan. Here’s my review. And here’s a look at Jewel’s Gems. 🙂

Excerpt:

The leg trapping hers was lifted and her drawers were pulled off and tossed aside. “Spread your legs for me,” he ordered and she instantly obeyed, opening herself to what she prayed would be her reward for properly paying his required penance for her sins. “You are such a good girl and yet this glistening I see between your lovely thighs says otherwise.” She gasped as she felt his hand move from her buttock to cup her sex, knowing exactly what he’d discover.

“Oh my—tell me, what sort of girl protests paying her penance and yet is leaking onto my hand?”

“A-a naughty girl, sir. A naughty girl who loves…”

“Yes, a very naughty girl indeed,” he interrupted, giving the pouch of her sex a squeeze. “You are so very, very wet aren’t you?”

She could feel her cheeks heat knowing she should be so very ashamed but as his fingers easily spread the lips of her labia apart, she could summon no guilt as she answered honestly, “Yes, I’m… oh, God…” she paused to give a sharp cry as his fingers plunged into her quim, her cream making the entry effortless as he filled her.

“Yes, what?” he teased, swatting her bottom with one hand while frigging her with the other.

“Yes, sir, I’m wet!”

“And what does that mean?” he asked, withdrawing his fingers to run them across the bud of her clitoris, causing her back to arch.

“I’m-I’m ready for… for you,” she gasped, her hips bucking as her body coiled tighter and tighter seeking the release she craved.

“Ready for me to do what?”

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Blurb:

The Red Petticoat is not just another whorehouse. This is a place for every painted lady to get her happy ending. Madame Jewel and her ‘gems’ welcome hardworking men to come inside for a home-cooked meal or a few hands of cards. They are invited to listen to a pretty girl sing or watch a show. If a bit of intimate comfort is desired, they are welcome to go upstairs and into the arms of one of the beautiful women wearing the red petticoats. However, refer to its gems as whores and you’ll find yourself tossed out into the street.

This story all begins when Lady Juliette Gardner discovers she has been set up and her reputation ruined. She decides to leave England for good and find her way to the goldfields of California with the hopes of creating her dream and possibly striking it rich.

To Gabriel Vasquez, the hard work and isolation of working his claim is the only way to achieve his dream. When he discovers his new partner is a woman, a very beautiful, very stubborn English woman, he has no problem – except for the fact that she refuses to think of her safety. If she is to be his partner, he will have no hesitation teaching her exactly what happens to naughty, cheeky English ladies.
Gabriel and Jewel will discover that life has room for more than one dream and as they settle themselves in Culpepper Cove. This mining town, nestled in the foothills of the Sierra Mountains, will never be the same once Juliette—Madame Jewel—opens The Red Petticoat.

Join award winning author Maggie Ryan as she begins the tale of The Red Petticoat and all of Madame Jewel’s precious—but slightly flawed—gems.
Disclaimer: This book contains the spanking of adult women and explicit sexual scenes including anal play, and sex with multiple partners. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

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Author Bio:

Author for Blushing Books.  I write both contemporary erotica and historical spanking romances.  I enjoy writing about characters that enjoy the provocative D/S lifestyle of today’s times as well as taking a step back into the past to write stories that take place in the Victorian era with age-play as a theme.

I live in the great Lone Star state with my wonderful husband.  I have always loved reading.  Growing up in a family with four children, it was difficult finding a place to be alone.  I was probably one of the squeakiest clean girls on the planet as I would spend hours in the tub so I could read without being bothered.  It wasn’t long before I began to make up my own endings to the books I was reading.  From there, it just seemed natural to begin writing my own stories.

I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head.  I admit to being somewhat of a romantic though as my stories always must have a great deal of love, passion, corporal discipline and, of course, great, mind-blowing sex.  I want my readers to be able to see, hear, feel and know the characters that I’m creating as well as I do when I bring them to life and transfer their stories to paper.  I want my women to be strong of character but also strong enough to know that submission given in love and trust to your partner does not make you weaker, it makes you far stronger.    I want my men to be sexy, strong, demanding alpha males who know how to take what they want while acknowledging it is a gift they have been blessed with by the women that have chosen to submit to them.  I want there to be no doubt that they truly would die for the other no matter how others might view their relationship.

Follow her on Twitter: https://twitter.com/_Maggie_Ryan

Email: maggie.ryan.writes@gmail.com

Don’t miss these exciting titles by Maggie Ryan and Blushing Books!

Charming Isabella

Louisa Revealed: Women of Wintercrest Book 1

Lord Edward’s Law: Women of Wintercrest Book 2

Claimed: Women of Wintercrest Book 3

Lucy Surrenders:  Women of Wintercrest Book 4

Summer Solace

Becoming His: The Teaching of Rebecca

Lucy’s Journey Home:  Hunter’s Ridge Book 1

Homecoming: Hunter’s Ridge Book 2

Reunion: Hunter’s Ridge Book 3

Blessed Beginnings: Hunter’s Ridge 4

Designed for Submission: Divine Designs Book 1

A Submissive’s Dream: Divine Designs Book 2

Treasured Submission

Haven’s Promise: Divine Designs Book 3

The Christmas Pickle

A Submissive’s Gift: Divine Designs Book 4

Rosie’s Resolutions (Masters of the Castle)

My Charming Valentine (Corbin’s Bend)

Miss Summers’ School: Lessons in Submission, Book One

Cherry’s Jubilee: Lessons in Submission, Book Two

Ever Lasting Hope (Corbin’s Bend)

An Author’s Angst (Corbin’s Bend)

Realizing Her Dream (w/ Laurel Jane)

His Passionate Pioneer

My Sassy Settler

A Little Sunshine (written w/ Abbie Adams)

Vintage Values (Corbin’s Bend)

Jewel’s Gems (The Red Petticoat Saloon)

 

“Would you like me to spank you?” -Dancing with a Dom #Saturday Spanks

Saturday Spankings

 

It’s time for another  round of Saturday Spanks, and I am so excited for this one!

 This  excerpt is from “Dancing With a Dom”, an erotic short story that was
originally part of the Bound, Spanked and Loved anthology.
It has been re-released with 10k additional words and is now FREE on KU.

In this scene,  Macy is about to receive her first spanking from Dane. (This is in Dane’s point of view.)

“If I spanked you right now, do you think you would come?”
She shuddered in his tight grip. 
“Bend at the waist.” 
As she obeyed, he watched with awe her gorgeous round globes stretching her black yoga pants.  “You have a lovely ass.”  He smacked the right cheek. “Begging to be spanked. Would you like me to spank you, Macy?”

 

 

Dancing with a dom w bestseller

 

Now available on Amazon.

And FREE on Kindle Unlimited.

Thanks for stopping by!

 

To see the rest of the  awesome blog posts, follow this link to Saturday Spanks.

 


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