Thursday, August 25, 2016

Corralling Callie by Amelia Smarts

I'm so excited to have Amelia Smarts here today and she's sharing details about her steamy new Western - Corralling Callie!




For eighteen-year-old orphan Callie Broderick, going west as a mail-order bride seems to be the only hope she has for a decent husband. But when she sets out for the gold-mining town of Sacramento with nothing more than the clothes on her back and a stagecoach ticket, she quickly discovers that the trip will be quite a bit different than she expected.

As a former soldier and an experienced coachman, Jude Johnson is used to difficulties and dangers of all kinds during the arduous journey west, but he has never had to deal with trouble like Callie before. Not being the kind of man to kick a penniless orphan off his coach, he puts up with the sassy, disobedient girl for as long as he can, but when Callie’s antics put the lives of his passengers at risk Jude is forced to take matters into his own hands and spank her soundly.

The stern punishment leaves her thoroughly chastened and promising to behave, and Jude soon realizes that when she puts aside her foul-mouthed, defiant fa├žade, the real Callie is as sweet and kind as she is beautiful. As the days pass, he takes it upon himself to guide her, care for her, and give her the loving discipline she so desperately needs, as often as she needs it. But when they reach their destination, will he be able to give her up?

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



She wailed another apology. “I’m sorry. Please don’t spank me, Jude!”
He tossed up her skirt and petticoat as she squirmed. “You decided to run off like a child when you didn’t get your way, so you’ll be treated as one,” he growled. He landed a hard swat over her thin drawers, nearly covering the entirety of her bottom with his large hand. “Other people want to sit up front, and you’re going to have a good attitude about it by the time I get through with you. You’re also going to mind my words when I speak.” He punctuated his admonishment with hard swats that jerked her forward each time.
“I’ll mind you! And I’ll have a good attitude.” She squirmed frantically over his lap as his hand picked up speed and fell again and again.

“Hold still,” he said sternly, landing two sharp swats on her thighs, “or I’ll remove your drawers and blister you with my belt.”

She gasped, mortified, and stopped jerking about momentarily, but his swats were so hard that she found it nearly impossible to remain still. This punishment felt much worse than when he’d landed the belt four times over the protection of her skirts, and it sure lasted a lot longer than the first spanking. Jude grasped her waist and pulled her against his body to keep her from twisting off his lap. The smacks were loud and echoed against the walls of the barn. The horses and cow neighed and mooed along with her howls.

Jude brought his hand down with great focus, not letting up for quite some time and making sure every inch of her bottom received punishment. He lectured her as he spanked, but Callie barely heard it, being so focused on the sting, which deepened with each fall of his hand. “You will stay with the others. I’ll not have you running off, worrying me and delaying our trip.” Smack!
“I’ll stay with the others!” she promised in a wail.

“That you will, young lady.” He smacked the low curve of her bottom especially hard. “Otherwise, you’ll be spending the entire trip sitting on a smarting bottom.”




Also by Amelia Smarts and Stormy Night Publications

Claimed by the Mountain Man – Jack’s stern chastisement and bold mastery of her body leave Nettie begging for more, but is she truly ready to give up her freedom to be claimed by the mountain man? http://amzn.to/2b5SymF

His Little Red Lily – Innocent farm girl asks repeatedly to be hired as an entertainer, but the saloon owner has different ideas about where a stubborn, disobedient little girl belongs. http://amzn.to/1TouqoF

Fetching Charlotte Rose – A proud young woman learns lessons in love and safety when a no-nonsense man sweeps her off of her feet… and over his lap. http://amzn.to/1U3FCJJ
     




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I'm an author of romance novels featuring domestic discipline/spanking. Usually my stories involve a cowboy, and they always involve a man's firm hand connecting with a woman's naughty backside. It's important to me that I tell a good story in addition to portraying hot sex and discipline scenes. I write complex, flawed heroes and heroines who struggle and succeed in their journey to love and happiness. If you'd like to talk books with me, feel free to drop me a note at amelia_smarts@yahoo.com. Happy reading! 

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Tuesday, August 23, 2016

The Pirate’s Captive by Maisy Archer


Maisy Archer has a new release - The Pirate's Captive! Check out the searing kiss teaser in the excerpt!





When a notorious pirate demands a ransom from her family in return for lifting his blockade of the local port, twenty-one-year-old Evelyn Hollywell takes matters into her own hands. Her plan to thwart the lawless rogue quickly goes awry, however, when she is carried off from her home and held as a captive aboard his ship.

Evelyn quickly discovers that while the handsome buccaneer has no intention of doing her any harm, he will not tolerate disobedience, and when she attempts an escape she ends up over his knee for a painful, embarrassing spanking in front of his entire crew. Though the stern punishment infuriates Evelyn, she cannot help wondering what it would be like to be mastered much more thoroughly, and soon enough she is blushing crimson and quivering with desire as he teaches her exactly what it means for a beautiful lady to surrender her body to a dominant man.

Despite her growing attraction to her captor, however, his plans for her remain a mystery. She is to be delivered to a man in Boston, but she knows neither who he is nor what he wants with her. All she can be sure of is that with each passing day she feels less like a prisoner and more like a priceless treasure. But will old enemies or the dangers of the high seas tear her from her lover’s arms?
Publisher’s Note: The Pirate’s Captive includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.


He wrapped one enormous hand around my waist, gripping the small of my back, pulled me into him, and kissed me.

Oh.

Oh, God.
The shock of it broke through the wall of my anger with the force of a cannonball, eradicating it as though it had never existed, and I was lost to sensation.
His lips were hard, bruising, forcing me to yield. I didn’t hesitate. I parted my lips and his tongue reached out to tangle with mine, stroking over me slowly, as though savoring the taste of me, coaxing me to respond in kind. I hesitantly brushed my tongue against his and he growled, actually growled, low in his throat. The feral sound made my belly flip and my knees tremble, but it didn’t matter, because he was there, supporting me. One of his hands remained at my waist while the other moved up my back to grip the nape of my neck, and he lifted me so that only the very tips of my toes touched the floor, and my breasts pushed against the hard, hot wall of his chest.

I ran my hands up over his arms, reveling in the feel of him, his muscles bunched and corded as he supported me easily. And then I did something I’d wanted to do from the first moment I’d seen him. I tangled my fingers in his wild brown hair.

And the kiss grew hotter.

His fingers knotted in my hair and he pulled me back so that I arched against him. The hand at my waist moved around to my belly and then up… and up…

When the backs of his fingers touched the underside of my breast, I groaned. Every part of me was aflame and I ached with need. I couldn’t seem to get close enough to him. Without conscious thought, I lifted my leg over his, ready to climb him, fitting him against me.

The shock of his hardness against my core made bolts of excitement shoot up my spine. He was so hard, hard everywhere, and I… I had never felt so soft…

I had no idea what came next, no idea what more he wanted from me, but I gave myself over to him in that moment. Where he led, I would go.




Maisy is an unabashed book nerd who has been in love with romance since reading her first Julie Garwood novel at the tender age of 12. After a decade as a technical writer, she finally made the leap into writing fiction several years ago and has never looked back. Like her other great loves - coffee, caramel, beach vacations, yoga pants, and her amazing family - her love of words has only continued to grow... in a manner inversely proportional to her love of exercise, house cleaning, and large social gatherings. She loves to hear from fellow romance lovers, and is always on the hunt for her next great read.




Thursday, August 18, 2016

Boston by Alexis Alvarez Blog Tour

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Parker Minelli, a fitness trainer and cover model, is every woman's dream. His Boston accent, chiseled abs and easy-going nature have women flocking to him. But when he meets author Abby, whose brains are bigger than his biceps, he sets out to prove that he's more than just a pretty face. Abby is thrilled—and a little breathless—when Parker agrees to work with her on her next book release. However, they soon discover that while opposites may attract, that doesn't mean that they can overcome their differences. Especially when Parker's supermodel ex-girlfriend reappears. Will they be able to see the big picture and accept each other as they are, or will their differences close the book on their chance at love?

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Alexis Alvarez writer erotic fiction. Her books feature strong, intelligent sassy heroines who may enjoy being submissive in the bedroom, but are never doormats or pushovers. You can find more about her work on her website www.graffitifiction.com, where she and her two real-life sisters - who are also romance writers - blog about their books. In addition to being a romance author, Alexis is also a photographer and digital designer. She enjoys spending time with her family, traveling, and making really inappropriate jokes.

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Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Trickery by Constance Masters

 The lovely Constance Masters is here with her brand new book - Trickery and it sounds delectable!




Morgan King is a 23 year old virgin who has never had a proper boyfriend. The fussy young woman longs to meet a man everything like the heroes in the spanking romance novels she loves to read. When such a man comes along, Morgan is sure that he must be too good to be true and balks at actually meeting him.

Jackson Brooks is a 29 year old middle school teacher who works summers at his family’s summer camp. When he gets to know Morgan on an online dating site, he is sure she’s the girl for him. They are both ready to settle down and he doesn’t understand why she is so hesitant to meet him in person. His confusion deepens when he finds out she has sent him a fake photo; he is not happy. With his job as director of the summer camp looming, he decides to give the elusive Morgan some space.

Morgan is devastated when she realizes she has probably blown things with Jackson. The desperate young woman hatches a plan to get to know him secretly. She pretends to be her own mother and books herself into Sunnyvale Summer Camp under the name of Alyssa King, using her sister’s birth certificate. What will happen when Jackson finds out?


 “I like this,” Morgan said, cuddling into Jackson. The air conditioning was on making the room quite cool and the bed all the more cosy. When he leaned in to kiss her, she kissed him back with equal fervor. Her mind was now clear and the pressure she’d been feeling earlier had gone.
“I’m glad.” Jackson said. He pushed himself to sit up against the bedhead. “Here, lay over my lap.”
Morgan looked at him warily. “I thought you said I had a reprieve until tomorrow,” she said.
“You do. This isn't about punishment Morgan, this is more about a bit of sexy fun.” He patted his lap.
Morgan jumped to her knees; she was always open to having a little fun; the fact that it was spanking fun was even better. She bent over Jackson’s lap and he patted her bottom.
“Comfortable?” He ran his fingernails down her back lightly, then continued on over one plump cheek and then the other.
“Uh huh, that’s magic, I love it.”
He brought his hand down with a light slap first on one cheek and then on the other. “Not too hard for you?” he continued spanking, one cheek and then the other.
Morgan could not believe how good it felt although he was being very gentle. Her bottom bounced in frustration before she realized. “Sorry, you could spank a little harder than that.”
Jackson chuckled and brought his hand down sharply. “Be careful what you wish for little girl.”
Morgan gasped as a flurry of sharp smacks splattered across her bottom, one after the other. They were so close together that she couldn’t tell where one slap finished and the next one started. “Too hard!” she yelped.
“Oh, sorry,” Jackson said. “Was that a little hard?” He kept the rhythm but softened the landing of his paddle like hand.
“Better,” Morgan said, relaxing into the feeling. She closed her eyes and allowed her body to melt into his. Her hair had fallen over her face in a tanged mess and she didn’t give a damn. Just when she didn’t think she could feel any closer to heaven, Jackson upped his game.  The hand that wasn’t spanking slid between them; his fingers dancing down her belly until they found their target. The feeling was so intense that she tried to move but he held her in place, flicking and delicately rolling her nub with his fingers. She let out an involuntary moan. “Mmmm.”
“Good?”
“Oh yeah, it feels great.” Morgan had pleasured herself before and she had reached orgasm but this was different. She felt so vulnerable turning what had always been a private delight and what ever reaction came from that over to someone else. He was totally and completely in control—and she liked it. “Jackson…” Cold fissions of heat sizzled up her legs; his hand kept spanking while the other continued to tease her, to build that indescribable feeling until her body reached one big explosion that triggered tiny little sparks of after shock that shook her for what felt like a minutes. When she finally floated back to reality, she kept her head hidden on her arm. How embarrassing was it to experience that when you were the only one feeling it. Such a personal thing; she had just come be herself while lying over her naked boyfriends lap and if she wasn’t mistaken, the evidence of her pleasure had leaked on his leg. “Well, this is awkward,” she said, still not game to lift her head.
Jackson started to laugh, not just a chuckle this time; his head dropped back and he roared. When he stopped he tickled her side. “This isn’t a bit awkward,” he said. “Come up here to me.”
“No,” she said. “I can’t look at you Jackson!”
“Yes, you can. Come on up here.” He added a generous slap to her pink behind.
“Ow, that hurt.” She sat right up.
“It worked though,” he said with a grin. “Give me a hug.”
She leaned in to his open arms and smiled. “Thank you,” she said with a shy smile.
“You’re welcome.” Jackson kissed the top of her head. “Want to watch a movie?” He asked.
“I guess.” Morgan was a little confused. Did he not want to have sex with her?
“We have time honey,” he said. “I want you to take your time and be comfortable and relaxed.”

“What if I don’t want to take my time Jackson? I am comfortable and relaxed thanks to your interesting spanking. As for time, I’m twenty-three years old and I’m a virgin. How much longer do I need to wait?



Constance Masters is a wife, mother, grandmother, friend and author.

She writes romantic spanking fiction with the main emphasis on romance.

Constance has always been a sucker for reading romance and that reflects in her writing but she also likes to laugh. Her stories are full of love, laughter and family comedy. It's a lot like her life.




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Monday, August 15, 2016

Winning Sadie (Simon in Charge – book 2) by Libby Campbell

I have Libby Campbell here today with her latest release from Blushing Books! Winning Sadie is Book 2 in the Simon in Charge Series and features the oh, so sexy and delicious Simon Donohue - just read the excerpt! To get to know Libby a little better, she's also answering a few questions for us.



Sadie Donohue – gorgeous, sexy, smart and totally smitten with Simon Jacobson.
Simon Jacobson – gorgeous, sexy, smart, uber-rich and utterly smitten with Sadie Donohue. This sounds like a perfect match, so what's the problem?
Sadie is from the wrong side of the tracks: working class neighborhood, public schools, sausages on the backyard bar-b-que. She was raised to fend for herself and bow down to no one, especially a man. Since meeting Simon, everything her liberated, independent mother taught her has flown out the window. Now Sadie is regularly over Simon’s knee for being her sassy, strong-willed self. And she loves it!
Simon hails from a world of wealth and privilege: gated communities, private schools, servants turning steaks on the bar-b-que. As the owner of a multinational corporation he is used to giving orders and getting what he wants. His life revolves around making millions and socializing with people whose flamboyant wealth intimidates Sadie. Still, she’s thrown into the deep end and told not to do anything to embarrass Simon. Or else!
At their lavish engagement party, Sadie’s hears her mother’s voice echoing in her head, reminding her that she will never fit in. Best intentions aside, Sadie will always be an embarrassment to Simon. That's it. Engagement off!
Simon is in charge and he has other ideas. But will Sadie's mother be their undoing? Can Sadie reconcile her past with her future?

This love story includes spanking an adult woman, explicit sex scenes and more – tough stuff but worth it! If such material offends you, please do not read this book.



He walked back to my chair and rested his hands on my shoulders. “Do you have anything you want to ask me?”
His hands were warm on my skin. I thought about those long, square-tipped fingers, fingers that could make me dissolve in ecstasy or bounce in pain.
“I do,” I said, having thought about this moment for the past two days. I choked down the bitter lump in my throat. “Will you please spank me?”
I bowed my head, in shame at my thoughtless behavior and in shame at breaking every single principle my mother had tried to teach me about not letting a man rule my life.
“I will.” His voice was husky and he kissed the top of my head. “Stay there. I’m going to turn your chair around.”
With that he tipped my chair back and angled it to face the other one in front of the window. He sat opposite me. He was in his 007 suit, as I dubbed it. Dressed to kill. It was an Ermenegildo Zegna bespoke number that he’d had made in Sydney on our last visit. It cost as much as a small car and enhanced his best features: his broad shoulders and narrow waist. In spite of my predicament, I had to admire him. Only I didn’t let it show. I kept my face impassive.
“Why do you think I should spank you?”
“I dunno. It was your idea not mine.”
A smile played on his lips for a second before he pressed his mouth into a firm line. “Lord, Sadie! Before we’d even officially met, I knew you had a well-documented history of insubordination and disrespect for authority but you continue to astonish me with the heights you take it to. Was that really the smartest thing you could say right now?”
“At least I’m not boring,” I offered.
“For the record, you have accepted my leadership well, even better than I expected, in some ways. But, as I explained from our earliest times together, I demand obedience from you if you’re going to share my life. Also you must know by now that I’m continually raising the bar and will not cut you any slack. Is this clear?”
“Abundantly.”
“And you’re still willing to work in this constantly changing landscape?”
“I am.”
“And be spanked for failure to comply?”
He was starting to piss me off. This long discussion was intended to draw the session out, to worry me even more and build on my anxiety. I just wanted to get past the worst and go have lunch.
“Didn’t I just ask for the damn spanking?” I snapped.

This time he didn’t hide his grin. “Before you add to the penalty, would you like to go through the reasons you are about to be spanked? I want to be assured that you understand why this is happening.”


Simon Says, book one in the Simon in Charge series, is
now free on Kindle Unlimited or only 99c in the Amazon Store


Can you tell my friends about your newest release?

Winning Sadie starts when the last guest from Simon and Sadie’s weekend long engagement party has gone home. 
Accustomed to deciding what he wants and then getting it, Simon assumes all he and Sadie need to do now is finalize their wedding plans.
However, after a week-long visit from her mother, Sadie has started to question whether she should marry Simon.
When her mother and grandfather are injured in a car crash, Sadie hops on the first plane east and leaves Simon behind in Vancouver. He has to reach across the continent to try to win her back.
Even though Winning Sadie is book two in the Simon in Charges series, it can be read as a standalone novel.

And are you working on anything right now? Will you sneak and tell me about it? I won’t tell anyone if you don’t…

Generally I’m kind of superstitious about talking about any work in progress. It feels like an invitation to disaster…but my current one is almost finished so I’m happy to share:
Book 3 in the Simon in Charge series, tentatively titled Sadie’s Christmas Waltz, follows this lively couple as they try to settle down to a normal life on the West Coast. They need to find a home to call their own and plan a wedding. Sadie wants to return to her volunteer work with homeless people on the Downtown Eastside. Simon has agreed that they will travel less so that they can share a more regular life together.
They find their dream home quickly, only to discover big obstacles in their way. Sadie’s return to volunteer work lands her in a dangerous situation.
Wedding plans very quickly become a low priority.

So what inspires you?

Power dynamics in a relationship always intrigue me. With so many contemporary partnerships ending in divorce, I like to play with the notion of what brings people together as well as what drives them apart.

What books have influenced your writing most?

While writing this genre, which I’ve been doing for only a year, I like to immerse myself in the books of other writers who are doing it well. There really are too many to name but lately I’ve been enjoying the work of Amelia Smarts, Renee Rose, Louise Taylor, Jane Henry, to list a few.

When you write do you ever model your characters after real people?

Simon’s ease with languages is based on two people I know, both men, both of whom only need 4-5 hours exposure to a language to develop working fluency. What a gift!

What do you hope people will take away from your books?

The most important element in any relationship, but particularly relationships where one partner takes the command position over another, is trust.
I’d also like to emphasize most emphatically that DD and BDSM doesn’t always work well or effortlessly. It’s not a generic, one size fits all practice.
If you’re new to the world and want to integrate elements of discipline into your life, take it slowly. The heroes on the romance pages don’t exist in real life and expectations must be adjusted accordingly.

How did you come up with your title?

Simon was just so assured of his ability to command whatever he wanted in Simon Says, it was Sadie’s turn to have her name on the cover.  It was Simon’s turn to make an effort to charm her back to his side so Winning Sadie came easily.

Do you have any advice for other writers?

Read. Read. Read. Write. Rewrite. Rewrite. Rewrite. And keep learning, sharpening your skills. 


Libby Campbell, mischief maker and dreamer

Libby lives on the West Coast of Canada with her husband of over twenty-five years. An avid reader, she savors books that feature strong, independent women and the loving men who challenge them.

She loves mountain hikes, deep bubble baths, and all animals, but particularly small dogs with big attitudes and big dogs who think they are lap dogs. She’s a four season woman who enjoys winter nights in front of a fire, summer sunsets on the beach, and all the in between months.

She reads and writes for pure escapism. If you like her books, she hopes you will leave a review, to encourage her in my world-building.


Visit her website and blog here: Libby Campbell

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Wednesday, August 10, 2016

The Artist By Juliette Banks

I'm so pleased to have Juliette Banks with her latest release, The Artist on my blog today. Juliette will be telling us a little about herself and share an intriguing excerpt from her new book too!

Hello April, thanks for inviting me to your blog to tell you a little about my new book, The Artist, which is being published by Blushing Books. This is my ninth book with Blushing Books. Your readers may know me already as Rachel de Vine, which is the name under which I have published to date. But this time I will be publishing under a new pen name, Juliette Banks.



Let me tell you about The Artist.

Lizzie is a pretty, but quite simple village girl when circumstances lead her to the artist, Theo. She made a bad marriage to Lionel, a man who mistreated her, and who then threw her out when she refused to sell her body on the streets for him. Now she is trying to make her way alone.

Theo is the rebellious son of a Viscount, who left his privileged background to pursue his chosen career as an artist. His favorite subjects are pretty young women whom he paints in the nude. He is delighted, therefore, when the beautiful Lizzie knocks on his door one day and offers her services as a model.

It is only a matter of days before the mutual attraction ignites between them and they become lovers. Despite village gossip, they are happy. Until Lionel, hearing that his wife is now living with the artist, erupts in a jealous rage and snatches her back while Theo is away and unable to protect her.

Upon finding Lizzie gone, Theo sets off in hot pursuit, determined to find the model for whom his feelings are growing daily. He soon catches up with Lizzie and Lionel, but during the hotheaded rescue, things take a tricky turn with an unexpected consequence.

Lionel is dead.

Unwilling to be charged with murder, and possibly hanged, Theo and Lizzie flee to Italy, where they try to start a new life together. But the past has a way of catching up with everyone, and they are no exception.

Can the love between a son of a Viscount and an illiterate country girl survive after such a troubled start? And will they have to face justice for the murder of Lizzie’s husband?

This is an erotic tale of a young couple in mid-nineteenth century England and Italy, with some explicit themes, including spanking.



He didn't know if he wanted to paint her or spank her.

Theo rose earlier than usual the next morning, having turned in early the night before. He regretted telling Lizzie not to come until mid-day now, anxious to make use of the bright morning sunshine, but could do nothing about it, as he had no knowledge of where the girl was living. He decided to take a walk instead.
It was pure chance that he picked Oak Lane to stroll down. It was a pretty walk, with magnificent, fully-grown oak trees that gave it its name, and a stream meandering in the dip by the side of the road amongst the trees. Just before he reached the farm entrance, he spotted movement below him. Creeping a little closer he realized it was Lizzie, having her morning wash in the stream, and he darted behind one of the trees to watch without being seen. It was foolish to hide, he told himself, when he could look at that wonderful body all day while he painted her. But there was something wonderfully erotic in spying in secret his little flame-haired model, performing her morning ablutions. She clearly thought herself completely hidden from prying eyes, for there was not a trace of inhibition in her movements.
Lizzie was standing ankle deep at the edge of the water, and had tucked her skirt up on either side of her body to avoid it getting wet. The blouse she wore on the top half of her body was unbuttoned halfway down her chest, and the soft roundness of the top of her breasts were peeking out through the gap. She had a rag in her hand and pushed it down the opened buttons and under her arms. The dampness from the rag caught against the front of the blouse and made the material stick to her breasts, causing her nipples to stand to attention. That was not the only thing that was standing to attention. In his trousers, Theo felt his cock expanding and straining against the rough material.
A bird chirped on one of the branches above Lizzie's head, and she raised her face to look up at it. Her pose, with her mass of auburn hair flowing backwards down her back, lips open and breasts pushing outwards against her blouse, made the artist in Theo want to paint her in such a pose,
 and made the man in Theo want to fuck that woman so badly he was afraid he might come in his trousers. Having washed her upper body, Lizzie now concentrated on the lower half. Theo was unsure whether he could safely watch without giving himself away by a sigh or a groan. She bent forwards to rinse the rag in the water, away from where Theo was hidden, and he caught a glance of her perfect, shapely bottom peeking out from the bottom of her skirt. What a glorious arse, he thought to himself, and what he wouldn't give to bring the palm of his hand down on that soft, creamy flesh, leaving the imprint of his hand on her behind.

As an artist he was good with his hands - where it mattered.



I hope you have enjoyed the short excerpt from The Artist. 

I can be contacted at www.juliettebanksauthor@gmail.com
Or I can be found on Twitter
I don’t yet have a website for Juliette Banks, but information about this book can be found at my Rachel de Vine site, which can be found at www.racheldevineauthor.com
If you would like to look at some of my earlier books, written as Rachel de Vine, then visit my Amazon Author Page at http://www.amazon.com/Rachel-de-Vine/e/B00N58ULQW
If you read any of my books I will be your friend forever if you leave a review at the site where you purchased the book.  Many thanks.
                                                                             Juliette x


Monday, August 8, 2016

Complete Me: Book three in the Bound to You trilogy by Jane Henry

The lovely Jane Henry is here with her new book from Blushing Books. Complete Me is a contemporary BDSM romance and is bound to be fabulous!



Meredith and Paolo are adapting to their new-found roles as dominant and submissive. Yet, despite their rekindled passion, everyday life must go on. How will they maintain their new roles long-term? Will people notice her submission to him? Would anyone ever find out she willingly lies over his lap for a spanking? 

At the heart of it all, she longs to trust him. When Meredith finds herself terrified for her own safety, she knows there is only one person who will make her feel truly safe.

Though this is the third and final book in the Bound to You trilogy, it can also be read as a standalone.

DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women and sexual scenes. If these offend you, please do not purchase this book.


“You naughty little thing.”

“Hey, gorgeous,” he greeted, as she held a pile of mail in one hand and her purse in the other.

“Hey,” she greeted. “You have a good day?”

He nodded. “You?” he asked as he crooked a finger and beckoned her over. She placed the mail on a shelf behind her and her bag atop it as she walked over to him. He looped a finger into the belt of her jeans and pulled her onto his lap. It was his signature move and never failed to get a squeal out of her. She draped her arms around his neck and he kissed her, hard and fast, his fingers fisted in the hair at the back of her head.

“Welcome home,” he murmured. “I see you drove into the driveway like a good girl.”

“Like the boring, deliberately careful girl you trained me to be, sir,” she said, her eyes twinkling. “The next thing you know, you’ll have me wearing sensible shoes and ordering the early bird special when we go out to dinner.”

She squealed as he played his part and turned her over, landing a punishing swat to the seat of her pants.

“You naughty little thing,” he said, but she was determined, as she spoke to him over her shoulder.

“And yes, sir, I look both ways when I cross the street and never take candy from strangers!”

“Brat!” he said, his eyes locating the newly-made paddle on the workbench as he gave her another, intentionally lighter swat with his hand, a few love pats as he held her in position and hooked a finger around the leather loop of the paddle. Before she could see what he was doing, he raised it and whack!

He’d tested it thoroughly on his thigh first, as he never spanked her ass with anything until he’d tested it.

She yelped out loud.

“Oh my God!” she squealed. “That is not your hand!”

“Nope,” he chuckled.

Whack! He gave her another calculated swat, enough that he knew she’d feel it for a good long while, but lightly enough that he knew it would not be terribly painful. He’d intentionally used a lightweight wood that would pack a good sting but be gentle enough to be used for good girl spankings. Still, he knew it certainly did sting.

“What is that?” she wailed as he gave her another hard swat.

“What, baby?” he said, feigning ignorance.

“What are you spanking me with?” she yelped, scissoring her legs as he gave her another wallop.

“What?” he said. Whack! “This?” Whack!

“Yessss,” she cried.

Chuckling, he flipped her back over so she was sitting upright and the second he released her, she leapt to her feet, her little hands rubbing her bottom as she stared at him and looked around wildly to see what manner of beast had nipped her ass.

He twirled the pretty little paddle in his hand.

“Lovely, isn’t it?” he asked. She frowned, but he could tell she was pleased. She did love to be spanked. Squealing, squirming, and trying to get away was part of playing hard-to-catch.

“Oh, it’s just gorgeous,” she muttered sarcastically, her eyebrows furrowed as she continued to massage her backside.

“Just like my girl,” he said. “Petite but sturdy, able to withstand much spanking, and truly one of a kind.”




Books one and two in the Bound to You trilogy:


Begin Again, book one in the Bound to You trilogy: A desperate wife pledges her obedience to an online dominant.

Come Back to Me, book two in the Bound to You trilogy: Meredith and Paolo attempt a weekend of intense training to adapt to their new lifestyle of dominance and submission.


Other books by Jane Henry: 

A Thousand Yesses: They are best friends...can they be lovers?

Sunstrokes: Four authors bring you four tales of punishment and pleasure. 

My Dom: Curiosity drives Heidi to yearn for a taste of her amorous neighbor's kinky pursuits. 

Claimed on the Frontier: Her stern frontiersman demands obedience, determined to be as firm as necessary to keep his bride safe in a hard, dangerous land.


Jane has been writing since her early teens, dabbling in short stories and poetry. When she married and began having children, her pen was laid to rest for several years, until the National Novel Writing Challenge (NaNoWriMo) in 2010 awakened in her the desire to write again. That year, she wrote her first novel, and has been writing ever since. With a houseful of children, she finds time to write in the early hours of the morning, squirreled away with a laptop, blanket, and cup of hot coffee. Years ago, she heard the wise advice, “Write the book you want to read,” and has taken it to heart. She sincerely hopes you also enjoy the books she likes to read. 



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