The Tower (A Rapunzel Story) by Jennifer Bene

Jennifer Bene is here today to share a flaming-hot excerpt from her contribution in the Twisted Fairytale Anthology: The Tower (A Rapunzel Story) is dark and bound to be delicious!

Rebecca 'Rapunzel' Sinclair has spent her entire life in The Tower. A forty-two story monument to her father's tech company where she lives and works, trying to be worthy of Daniel Sinclair's incredible legacy. 

But while her father has kept her sheltered and safe, he has also made enemies, and when one of them rips Rapunzel from The Tower and takes her prisoner she is dropped into a nightmare of pain and pleasure. 

There are secrets this damned prince knows, and a dangerous history behind his motivations. As her masked captor works to break her down will she be able to face the darkness in her past, and the dangerous desires she's discovering inside herself? 

It stayed dark for hours, or at least it seemed to, her mind torturing her with imagined shadows. Each time her hair brushed her skin she jumped, whining into the empty space around her, shivering as her eyes started to play tricks. Flares of color that weren’t actually there, she knew they weren’t there. Nothing was there.

Eventually, she started to plead aloud. She begged in hoarse whispers for him to give her back just one camera light, anything real to focus on, apologized for speaking, apologized for shouting at him – but there was no answer.

No change. Just endless black.

After too much time in the dark, too much time where she was sure she would lose her mind, she heard the door unlock and beautiful, bright light flooded in. She wanted to run towards it, to bathe herself in the brightness, but then she saw the chain in his bare hands. Heard it shifting as link rubbed against link.

At some point she had stood up and taken a few steps towards him, hungry for the light in the hall, but now she was frozen. In the opposite corner of her safe spot, and he was simply staring at her from behind that damn mask. Her voice wobbled as he adjusted the chain in his grip. “Pl- please turn the lights back on?”

“What will you do for me if I do?” The words sent a chill down her spine.

“What do you want?” She took a tentative step back, and then he let the door shut. Darkness covered her again, only now it wasn’t just a random fear, an imagined shape in the black, now she knew the danger was real.

“I want you to come here.” The chain jingled in his hand as he started to walk towards her, and panic raced through her as she staggered backwards until she hit the wall. His heavy footsteps moved quickly, but she darted past him out into the open space. He growled, a hint of his anger tainting his voice. “Come on, princess. Don’t you want the lights back on?”

“Yes,” she answered and then ran, his footfalls moving to where she’d been. A low laugh rumbled out from him when he didn’t find her.

“Come to me on your own and I won’t hurt you - much.” He started to pace the room, searching for her, but she stayed ahead. “But, if you make me catch you…”

Rebecca covered her mouth, trying to breathe as quietly as possible as she inched along the wall, taking careful steps. He was big and he made noise when he moved, and not just because of the chain he carried. Every bootfall, every breath seemed louder in the empty black.

“Last chance.” His voice was closer than she’d expected and she had to hold her mouth shut so she wouldn’t scream as fear wound like icy vines down her spine. A part of her urged her to give in, to beg him not to hurt her, to simply submit, but that was the foolish, weak part – and there was no way in hell she’d listen. His movements were too close and she sped up, but with the next step her foot landed on one of the rings in the floor. A painful punch to the arch of her foot that made her stumble, drawing in a gasp as she scrambled to right herself.

Even as she covered her mouth, she knew it was too late. He’d already heard.

His massive form slammed into her, the breath leaving her lungs in a yelp. “NO!” She screamed, but he caught her arms as she tried to shove him back.

Weak. Pathetic. Stupid.

In a moment she was pinned between his hard body and the wall, and she screamed again, desperate to break away, but he ignored her struggles. “Do you like running from me, princess?” He nudged her hair out of the way as his lips ran down her neck. “Do you like it when I catch you? Is that why you shouted at me earlier?”

“No,” she whined and tried to break his grip, but he tightened his hold until the fine bones of her wrists creaked, and he pulled them high above her head.

“Oh, I think you do like it.” He adjusted until both her hands were captured in one of his, and the chain dropped loudly to the floor beside her. His touch was like a live wire over her skin, making her muscles jump as he traced a path down her neck, over the swell of her breast, and down her waist. “Does it make you wet knowing I can do anything I want with you right now?”

“NO!” She shouted at him, but he growled and forced a knee between her thighs, spreading her until he could press her legs wide.

“Really, princess? Let’s see.” He swiped at her slit, dragging damning moisture towards her clit just before he shoved two fingers inside her roughly. Struggling, she screamed through clenched teeth because she was wet. She knew it before he even started to laugh, his breath brushing over her cheek. “Desperate little whore, I know you better than you know yourself.”

You are a whore.

You should be terrified, not turned on.

There’s something broken in you, damaged, fucked up. Her own mind turned against her, a vicious little voice that was worse than the steady, sharp thrusts of his fingers.

Her pussy ached when he finally slid his fingers from her and then caught her chin, tracing her juices blindly over her lips. “Open up.”

With a violent twist Rebecca tried to break free, but his hips pinned her back to the wall and he dug his nails into the skin of her wrist. The hard press of his cock behind his pants was impossible to ignore and she whined, hating him, hating her body for betraying her like this.

He slapped her, the sting making her gasp before she clamped her jaw shut as he grabbed her chin again. “I said open up, slut. I want you to taste just how wet you are, I want you to lick it from my fingers, I want you to realize that this is all you’re good for.” When she tried to shake her head he dug his fingers into her cheeks, prying her mouth open. “You’re going to obey me, princess, but if you bite me? I’ll do things to your body you can’t even imagine.”

A shudder passed through her at his words, wishing once again that she were braver. Brave enough to bite down, to spit in his face even though she couldn’t see it.

There was no mercy in him as he pushed his fingers in slowly, testing her, and she whined as he forced them to the back of her tongue, making her gag. “Suck.”
 

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Jennifer Bene is an international bestselling author of romance and erotica who loves wine, hiking, whiskey, and keyboards - not necessarily in that order. She's been writing for years, but it's always been the dark stuff that makes her tingly, so her books are full of aggressive alpha males, feisty women who may or may not have a submissive streak, and intense, psychological storylines. Whether it's showing up in dark romance, BDSM, paranormal, ménage, or anything else she decides to venture into, it's always got that touch of darkness. But, don't worry, she also insists on having a nice little happily-ever-after! After all, without the dark, we'd never notice the light, now would we?

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The Invitation

Security Binds Her (Thalia Book 1)

Striking a Balance (Thalia Book 2)

Salvaged by Love (Thalia Book 3)

Christmas at Purgatory (Thalia Extra #1)

Fae (Daughters of Eltera Book 1)

The Rite

Reunited

Of Fog and Fire

Tara (Daughters of Eltera Book 2)

Taken by the Enemy

Lethal Sin (Dangerous Games Book 1)

Early Sins (Dangerous Games Book 0)

Black Light: Exposed

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The Dark Forest: A Collection of Erotic Fairytales

Enjoy seven wicked tales from seven bestselling authors, each more deliciously deviant than the last!

Nothing is as it seems in our dark and twisted fairyland. Princes are not charming and the path to happily ever after is paved with creative punishments and supplication. Do not fret for our fair maidens. These are still fairytales. Love will conquer all in the end. 

BEAUTIFULLY PRIMAL

A Beauty and the Beast tale by Zoe Blake

A cursed maiden, a prince in disguise, a savage hunger that would not be denied. The hot tempered, independent daughter of a wealthy merchant, Beatrice the Beastly, as she was called by the villagers, would be tamed by no man. The curse be damned. Appearing before her as a stable master, Prince Rhys is determined to possess Beatrice on his terms. He will use her own wild nature to show her how beautifully primal love can be. Will Beatrice respond to his rough handling or deny them both their destiny?

SLEEP, MY BEAUTY

A Sleeping Beauty story by Alta Hensley

Once upon a time, there were blue skies and bright sunrays.

But not today. Today the ash falls from the sky casting a thick layer of darkness and despair. The powerful Maleficent army is marching through the destroyed land collecting all the young women to add to his collection of sleeping beauties. There is no escape. There is nowhere to run.

Briar Rose has one choice. Submit or die. But when she meets her trainer, a sadistic and damaged man named Prince, she soon realizes that her choices are not so black and white.

In a world cast in an apocalyptic nightmare, is it possible for one woman to find her happily ever after?

MR. WOLFFE’S LITTLE RED

A Little Red Riding Hood story by Maggie Ryan

Regina Redd is a young professional woman during the week… and becomes Little Red when with her Dom/daddy, Drake Wolffe. On the day a red envelope arrives, the moment she lifts the embossed black seal, she knows the weekend ahead will require everything she has inside… her deepest desires will be met, her darkest needs fulfilled. You need not bring anything—everything you need shall be provided. Those are the words she reads… the ones that shall begin her journey. How will Master Wolffe guide his Little Red through this erotic, intimate journey to push her limits, to learn she can soar so much higher than she ever dreamed? An engraved invitation, a basket of ‘goodies’ and a cottage in the woods where her big bad Mr. Wolffe is waiting for his Little Red.

SAVING ELLA

A Cinderella tale by Tabitha Black

Trapped in a life of endless drudgery and servitude for her stepmother and

siblings, Ella has just one joy; her poster of the rock god Zainon Matthews. Every night before falling into an exhausted sleep, she gazes at his handsome face and wishes he would magically appear and whisk her away to a happily ever after. She has no idea how close she is to getting that wish... or the dark,

sadistic desires Zainon will expose her to. As the saying goes: be careful what you wish for.

THE TOWER

A Rapunzel story by Jennifer Bene

Rebecca 'Rapunzel' Sinclair has spent her entire life in The Tower. A forty-two story monument to her father's tech company where she lives and works, trying to be worthy of Daniel Sinclair's incredible legacy. But while her father has kept her sheltered and safe, he has also made enemies, and when one of them rips Rapunzel from The Tower and takes her prisoner she is dropped into a nightmare of pain and pleasure. There are secrets this damned prince knows, and a dangerous history behind his motivations. As her masked captor works to break her down will she be able to face the darkness in her past, and the dangerous desires she's discovering inside herself? 

NIGHTMARES IN WONDERLAND

An Alice and Wonderland tale by Addison Cain

When darkness falls, Alice hears the tick-tock of the grandfather clock, and the hosts of Wonderland come out to play: the Red Queen soaked in blood, the laughing Madman of Cheshire, and a nasty pair of little boys who itch to bite and scratch. Of all who haunt Alice, one devil’s false friendship is far more insidious. The Hatter has all the power, loves to twist and taunt, and is eager to draw sweet Alice into a never-ending nightmare of degradation and fun. Tea anyone?

GOLDI IN CHAINS

A Goldilocks story by Maren Smith

She is an independent career woman with a penchant for the seamy underside of life. Her name is Goldi, and Goldi has always walked her own road. Including the road that led to her latest job. Breaking into that house was every bit as easy as she’d been led to believe. What it wasn’t, was empty and shifters (particularly were-bears) were not known to be forgiving. Now, trapped in the terrifying dark of their basement dungeon, Goldi knows she’s in for a long night of carefully exacted revenge. What she doesn’t know is which might be worse: the inevitable pain as they work in tandem to break her down… or the incredible pleasure that pain brings.

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ZOE BLAKE is an USA Today Bestselling author of historical erotic romance. Her new Ride Hard series in Western romance is filled with action, suspense and of course dominant cowboys and the feisty women they love.

ALTA HENSLEY is an USA Today Bestselling erotic romance author who has had #1 top-selling books in Dark, contemporary, BDSM, erotic science fiction, humor, and historical. She writes the naughty... and then the cure for it.

MAGGIE RYAN is an USA Today and International Bestselling author, Maggie Ryan, loves to create worlds where strong women acknowledge their desire to submit and alpha males accept this incredible gift guiding their partners as they walk along the razor's edge between pain and pleasure.

TABITHA BLACK is an USA Today Bestselling author who has been writing spanking and BDSM erotica for over a decade, and has no intention of giving it up any time soon.​

JENNIFER BENE is a bestselling author of dark and devious erotica, paranormal romance, and other fun, kinky books. She loves wine, whiskey, BDSM, and keyboards - just not necessarily in that order.

ADDISON CAIN is the author of the bestselling Alpha’s Claim series. She has a penchant for dark themes and unrepentant lust. Heroes are villains, wrong is right, and concepts of obsession color her tales beyond simple black and white.

MAREN SMITH is an USA Today Bestselling author with more than 20 years' worth of books in print. She is well known for both her slightly twisted sense of humor and her unhealthy love affair with coffee.

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Guarded By Susannah Shannon

Susannah Shannon is visiting today with a sweet and sexy excerpt from her book - Guarded. What a gorgeous cover!

Can an online spanking chat room change your life forever?

Liza Cox has created a life for herself where she doesn’t have to risk being hurt. After surviving being abandoned by her father, and the death of her mother, she is determined to be independent. Her career is flourishing, she is the leading restorer of Early American art. She finds herself lingering in a chatroom of a spanking social site. She is afraid to surrender and yet yearns to do so. 

A rare sheepdog, gifted by the father she barely knew, is the first of many cracks in her perfect life. A mystery surrounding a famous painting intrigues her, and how does she decide which of the men she has met on the spanking site to meet in real life? 

This book is laugh out loud funny and explores the worlds of high tech art restoration as well as the role social networking can play when a smart woman longs to have her bottom scorched by a man who demands the best of her. 

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His kiss made her stop talking. It was a kiss full of sweetness and yearning. It

was a kiss that hinted at summer wine and fleecy mittens, the clasp of a tender hand and

pussy pounding sex. She stood stock still with the shock of the perfection of that kiss

and he said, “This is as romantic as it could possibly be.”

Bliss. Until she thought about it for a millisecond. “That makes it worse.”

“How?”

She recommenced her pacing. “If this is romantic, I cannot possibly get naked

before we have even gone out to dinner.”

“Honey,” he tried to interject and she waved him off and paced a wider spiral.

“Honey,” he tried again.

He stepped in front of her. “Elizabeth.” That got her attention. “Honey, you only

have to take off what you want to. I promise.”

She was determined to be frazzled. “No. In a real punishment I don’t get a say.”

He shook his head. “Not true.”

“Are you sure? Because I am pretty sure it's true.”

“It’s not. It would be crazy of you to trust me that much, right now. I understand.” He kept his hands under her elbows to prevent the bolting that she was seriously considering. “This is a gift. I don’t deserve it. I won’t insist upon it. You are pretty and smart and funny.” He ran his hand through his hair, leaving it sexily mussed.

“That you trust me that much is huge. I’m not a sadist. This is only good for me if it meets a need for both of us. This is a two-way street. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

She did not visibly relax but she sat down on his right side. She held up a finger in case he was considering doing any overlap hauling. “So. Are you going to ask me on a date later?”

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The Sadist’s Little Girl By Summer Graystone

Summer Graystone's new book, The Sadist’s Little Girl is bound to sizzle! Summer is here today to share links and an excerpt!

When Hayley’s father died when she was young, it left a void in her life – and in her heart – that she has been striving to fill ever since. When adulthood came upon her, that need and that desire transferred to older men, an ache to have a ‘Daddy’ in her life. When her close friend invites her to an age play night at a local BDSM club, she meets Hunter, a Dom on the prowl and a perfect Daddy in the making.

Hunter has issues of his own, a previous experience has left him scared and slightly sadistic… yet the facade is fake. His kind heart is not cruel, only damaged. Can Hayley, as the new little girl in his life, help heal the pain from his past? Can she transform him in to the loving Dom they both know he truly is?

“Get up,” he commanded. I took my time, sighing as I did, never letting myself break eye contact. I stood in front of him, hands at my sides.

He sat down on the sofa. “Unbutton your jeans, then get over my knee,” he commanded. Again, moving slowly and never breaking eye contact, I did as I was told. I unbuttoned my jeans and lowered the zipper, then stretched out over my Daddy’s lap with my knees and forearms resting on the sofa.

I felt his fingers hook into the waistband of my jeans and pull them down. Once again I was wearing a thong, and my entire ass was exposed to him. I felt his right hand gently caress the skin, moving back and forth from one cheek to the other. I felt goosebumps rise in the wake of his gentle touch.

“Such a nice, round ass, little girl,” he murmured admiringly. 

Then smack! He caught me with the palm of his hand, once, briskly. I gasped; to go so quickly from pleasure to pain was a surprise. It also heightened the arousal I felt once the momentary pain subsided.

“See what being a bad girl gets you?” my Daddy asked. He slapped again, this time on the other cheek. The sound echoed off the walls and reverberated through me. My skin tingled. 

“If there’s one thing I ask for – ” smack! “ – it’s respect.” Smack!

I could feel myself becoming more and more aroused with every stroke. My hips flexed and moved without my even intending them to. I couldn’t keep myself from responding to the feeling of his hand against me.

“Hmmm…” I heard. “It looks like somebody is enjoying this a little bit. Is that true? Do you like it when Daddy spanks you?”

I didn’t know how to best answer, and I must have hesitated too long, because I felt his hand grasp my ponytail and yank my head back. “I asked you a question. Answer me: do you like it when Daddy spanks you?”

“Yes!” I gasped, and I could hear the pain in my voice. It didn’t hurt so much as it was uncomfortable. I liked having my hair pulled – just not so hard. Not worth bringing out the safe word, but something worth discussing anyway.

“See? All you had to do was answer.” He roughly shoved my head back down, still holding onto my hair, and gave me two good whacks across my ass. I cried out in surprise at his sudden show of force.

“It looks like I have to spank you harder, then, since you’re enjoying yourself so much,” Daddy said sternly. I tried to stifle the moan of mixed pain and pleasure that escaped my lips after he struck harder than before.

I felt myself getting wet, as that familiar tingle between my legs got stronger. It was like his hand was connecting directly with my pussy instead of my ass. He found a rhythm, delivering brisk and forceful blows on one cheek, then the other. 

I felt the heat building inside me, washing over me. I stopped feeling each blow, instead experiencing the sheer sensation. My breathing got louder, more ragged. I couldn’t contain the little moans and gasps that his hand brought out of me. 

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Hi! So my name is Summer, and I’m a part time erotica author, who attends classes during the day, and writes dirty romantic erotica by night. When I’m not in school studying photography, I also work as a portrait photographer at a small local studio near the beaches of Florida. 

Some fun facts about me are that I love apple martinis (I just turned 21, so I can’t get enough of them) and I love Star Wars, The Vampire Diaries, the Originals, The Walking Dead and Smallville. I’m a gamer girl too. Animals are close to my heart, and I have a 3-month-old bearded dragon named Yoda (he’s green and white) and a spaz of a dog named Nala who is a Terrier/Pomeranian mix, but I digress. 

My favorite thing to do is to write sexy stories that will melt your panties off, and emotional stories that will make you cry, and rejoice when the hero gets the girl in the end. 

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Taking in Dani By Kara Kelley

Kara Kelley is here today sharing details about her brand-new release - Taking in Dani and it comes with a scrumptious cover too!

Dani Torkaz has no room in her life for a romance with anyone, let alone with 'God's gift to women' Adam Fiori, but everything changes when circumstances compel her to accept a job as a nanny to his two young children.

Adam makes it clear that he will have no patience for rudeness, and it isn't long before her sharp tongue earns Dani a painful, humiliating bare-bottom spanking. The stern punishment sets more than just her backside on fire, however, and she is left begging to be taken hard and thoroughly.

As she settles into her new position, Dani finds herself feeling like she is part of a real family for the first time in her life, and her lust for her stern, handsome boss begins to blossom into love. But Adam has secrets he isn't sharing, and Dani has been hurt too many times to give him the benefit of the doubt. Can he win her trust before the wounds of the past destroy their future?

Publisher's Note: Taking in Dani includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

“You were right,” he says. “This isn’t going to work.” His eyes are unsure, and flicker heat, but the weight of his words crush my chest. I can’t believe I managed to screw things up so quickly. Jenny and I will be living in a cockroach infested apartment by the end of the week. Without Adam on my side, Tahlia will throw me out on my ass.

“I’m fired?” I say numbly, blinking at him. I wasn’t a bitch to anyone else, why him? Was I just trying to prove he couldn’t be trusted—like every other man in my life, except Ollie?

“Fired?” He tilts his head. “Oh, Daniela.” He reaches forward and tucks my hair behind my ear, caressing my cheekbone with his thumb. “I told you I would never solve things between us that way.” He sighs. “It isn’t working because I want to hold you—take care of you. I want to fuck you. And I want to put you over my knee all at the same time.” He shovels his hand through his hair and looks away for a moment. “I have no control with you.”

“That makes two of us,” I say softly. “I feel like a crazy person around you.”

His head snaps back so he can look at me. I see all of the things he’s said in his stare—care, sexual frustration, and irritation. It makes my eyes well and the apex of my thighs drip.

“That is the most honest thing you’ve ever said to me.” He sighs again. “Resisting you was easier when I saw you in small doses—a ride in the elevator, a glimpse down the hall, the smell of your shampoo in the lobby. Having tasted you didn’t satisfy me at all.” His jaw clenches. “I’m craving you all the more.”

His words strum my insides like a musician strums his most cherished guitar. I’m speechless. I’ve never had such conflicting emotions. I hate him. He is frivolous and cold towards his children; he dismisses people—thinking they are beneath him, and he sets off warning bells inside me. On the other hand, I’ve never been so attracted to anyone in my entire life. The way he looks at me with deep concern and care is like a being given a nutrient I’ve been deprived of and desperately need to survive, but it’s the desire he evokes in me that causes me to feel like a starving beast. His heated looks touch so deep, they feel corporeal. He is firm and gentle all at the same time. He pushes and pulls me like the tide, both drowning and saving in the same moment.

“But that isn’t even what I meant when I said this wasn’t going to work.”

“Oh?” I mutter, feeling vulnerable.

My walls are down, and all the precious things I hide from not only the world, but myself as well, are exposed. My muddled thoughts are suspended and floating in my brain to be dealt with later. “And what did you mean?”

“You’re exhausted working two jobs.” He takes both my hands. Numbly, I let him. “Take a vacation. I’ll double your wage right now.”

My jaw drops. It’s ridiculous. I’m already overpaid. For heaven sakes, he pays me more than Ollie did. What is his game?

“No.” I pull my hands back. He blinks, shocked, so I continue. “You already pay me too much.”

“If it means never hearing you tear a strip off me for being four minutes late again, it’ll be worth it.” There is a glimmer of humor in his eyes, but everything else is serious about him.

“I’m sorry. I overreacted, and I should never have done that in front of Nadia.”

“You’re right.” His mouth is pressed, his stare hard, and his brows knitted. “But you’re exhausted and I won’t ever punish you when you aren’t in the right frame of mind.”

I look down in guilt and he places a finger on my chin, pulling my eyes back to his.

“But make no mistake, Daniela, you will be spanked for it.” I swallow hard again.

Was there some point I agreed to this with him? I can’t remember. I do, however, remember very vividly the last time he spanked me. I also know from the center of my being, it’s exactly what I need.

Knowing he offers what I need evokes so many emotions. My crusty exterior melts and I lean into his hard chest. The words, I need you to take care of me tonight, slip from my lips. I’m not even sure I’ve said them aloud until he grabs my ass and lifts me onto the counter top.

He fits between my legs and I feel his rock-hard cock against my already swollen-with-arousal clit. His hands cradle my face, and his eyes smolder as he leans close to kiss me. I’m not sure what to expect. Will he kiss me roughly like before? My belly flutters. He doesn’t though—his mouth is soft, gentle and persuasive. I’m caught up in a mating of tongues, but I note our bodies mold so tightly together I’m not sure where either of us begin or end.

He lifts me again, and I wrap my legs tightly around him. He takes us to my room. I try to break our kiss to tell him which one, but he knows and refuses to release my mouth. He sits me down gently onto the modern four poster bed. I’m held by his eyes as if they have powers beyond human.

He guides my arms above me, and his large smooth hands run down them to my ribs and then to my waist. When he slides them up again, my pink scrub top goes with them. His touch against my bare skin ignites a blast of heat within me. My insides bubble and squirm, as if brought to a boil by his touch. I’m in nothing but scrub pants and a sports bra as he takes a long minute to look at me. I feel shy but so wet and ready for his deeper touch that I don’t focus on it.

His tongue darts out, and he licks his bottom lip. I stand and repeat the move using my tongue. He moves me back, smiles and pulls the string holding my pants up. They slip down, and he wastes no time grabbing my bottom in his hands——first a squeeze, then a rub and then he caresses down and pulls my right leg up leaving my pants behind. With my leg still hitched on his hip, his hand finds the elastic band of my panties. His fingers slip inside, and I gasp. As his touch becomes more intimate, I clamp my teeth over my lip to keep from calling out. He spins us and before I know what’s happening, he’s sitting on the bed, and I’m straddling his left knee. I cling to him as he plays a torturous game between my folds—sliding his fingers in the slippery wetness he’s created. He stops, and instantly I feel myself clenching in his absence as if my body is reaching out for him. A sharp swat stings my left cheek and my breath hitches.

“Tonight isn’t about punishment,” he says. “That will come, but tonight, this is what you need.” He growls and bites my shoulder hard enough to make me whimper but not enough to leave a mark.

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‘Black Light: Exposed’ by Jennifer Bene

Jennifer Bene is sharing Book 2 from her Black Light Series today - Black Light: Exposed!

 

Maddie O’Neill has always wanted to be a reporter, but after two years in Washington, D.C. working at a daily coupon paper, she can feel her dreams slipping through her fingers. Suddenly, with a single phone call from a friend at The Washington Post, everything changes. They have an open position, and he wants her to have it. 

There’s just one problem – he wants a story first, and she has one chance to impress him.

With the deadline for the job fast approaching, Maddie finds herself spending her nights inside Runway, investigating why the elite of the nation’s capitol are showing up at the hottest new club in the city. None of it makes sense until she stumbles upon a secret buried beneath its floors, and walks right into the arms of Thomas Hathaway. Gorgeous and dominant, with a sinful smile, he is more than willing to show the feisty redhead just how he likes to play inside the exclusive BDSM club, Black Light.

Now Maddie is trapped in a web of lies, getting tied up in ropes by one of the hottest congressmen in the House, and as she sinks deeper into this world of pain and pleasure she knows she will have to make a tough choice before time runs out. But will she follow her dreams or her heart?

Get ready for spankings, bondage, drama, and heartache, as you follow Maddie and Thomas through all of your deepest fantasies in ‘Black Light: Exposed’, a stand-alone book in the Black Light Series!

“So, Maddie, I have a question for you.”

“Ask away.” She smiled, toying with the stem of her wine glass, turning it one way and then the other.

“I’d love to know why you told Daniel that Jaxson Davidson invited you to the club.” The slight curve to his lips didn’t change at all as he spoke, and she tried desperately to read him as her lungs clenched tight – but it was to no avail. Was he amused? Angry? How had he even known?

Maddie cleared her throat, sat up in the chair, and told the truth. “I’d looked up some stuff about Runway and read that he owned it. When he put me on the spot for a name it just sort of came out.”

“Hmm.” All he made was the single humming reply as he studied her face. “Well, that wasn’t very smart, and we both know how smart you are.”

“Did Daniel tell you what I said?” 

“No, Jaxson did.” 

She almost choked on the sip of wine she’d taken, but managed to swallow it down instead of spitting the cabernet sauvignon all over the white linen. “Jaxson told you?” 

“Yes, he was… irritated that you used his name.” Thomas’ smirk grew a little. “It’s one of his pet peeves.”

“I – um…” Her words trailed off as her mind went into overdrive, and panic made her heart race a little faster. Thomas Hathaway apparently knew Jaxson Davidson well enough to be told about her little indiscretion. He knew him well enough to know about his pet peeves, and she was planning to blow the lid off of Jaxson’s secret little club. Fuck. 

“Don’t worry though, I handled it. Jaxson’s temper has been appeased.” Temper?

“How?” Maddie asked the word on a breath, so quiet she was worried he hadn’t heard her.

“By telling him that I would handle you.”

“Handle me,” she repeated.

“Yes, and you’ve been a very bad girl, haven’t you, Madeline O’Neill?” Thomas leaned forward on the table, nudging the dessert to the side so he could reach for her hand. Holding it palm up he traced his touch across the center, leading up her pointer finger. “You lied more than once trying to get into the club, and didn’t admit all of it to me on Sunday. That’s one.”

“One what?” Her heart was pounding from the borderline panic attack, but the tingle rushing over her skin from the point of his touch was from something entirely different, and much farther south.

“You sent me so many teasing messages in the last few days, just begging to be punished.” He traced over her palm again, up her middle finger. “That’s two.”

“I thought you liked them?” she whispered, incapable of making her voice any louder.

“Oh, I did, but I was always planning to oblige your requests.” Again he traced over her palm, leading up her ring finger this time, the smooth edge of his nail sending a shiver over her skin. “And then you were four minutes late, so that’s three.”

“Three what, sir?” The title seemed to insert itself onto the end of her question without a conscious decision, but the dark flash in his eyes made it clear it had been a good choice.

“Three sets of whatever punishment I deem appropriate, unless you’ve decided you don’t want to play anymore?” There was a wicked edge to his words again, more promises of corruption hidden in the breaths between them. He paused, waiting until she lifted her eyes to meet his again. A storm cloud of desire swept through her, and his next words were as powerful as a clap of thunder. “Well, Madeline O’Neill, do you want to be forgiven?”

He removed his hand from under hers, leaving it on the linen tablecloth that suddenly felt much cooler without the heat of his skin. Forgiven? She found herself nodding, chewing on her bottom lip again to keep the words she wanted to say inside. 

Yes, she wanted to be forgiven, for all of it. 

Not just the things he’d listed, but the whole situation. 

Unfortunately, that wasn’t possible.

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Rhett's Revenge By Maggie Carpenter

The remarkable Maggie Carpenter has a new western out called Rhett's Revenge!

REVENGE IS BEST SERVED BY A HOT, SMART COWBOY

Deputy Sheriff Rhett Cooper is heartbroken when Katherine Foster, the young lady he has been courting, falls prey to the scheming of a rich, dapper con man. Though he takes the impetuous girl over his knee and spanks her bare bottom soundly, his strict chastisement and stern warnings do not dissuade her, and she runs off to San Francisco in the scoundrel's company.

When Katherine finally returns home six months later, arriving in town in a fancy carriage with the arrogant, smooth-talking rogue at her side, it quickly becomes apparent that she is quite ill. Rhett soon learns foul play was involved, and he sets out to rescue the woman he loves and bring to justice the man who hurt her.

In spite of Rhett's demand that she leave the matter to him, as soon she regains her health Katherine puts herself in jeopardy yet again by attempting her own revenge. 

Determined to rein her in, Rhett punishes Katherine thoroughly and then claims her properly, and soon their passion for one another is burning hotter than ever before. But even if he manages to keep his woman under control, can a small-town lawman win a battle of wits with a clever, ruthless criminal?

If you savor a sexy, passionate romance, if you revel in action and suspense, and if you enjoyed the best-selling Tucker's Justice, you'll love Rhett's Revenge!

Publisher's Note: Rhett's Revenge includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

A rush of energy pulsed through his loins, making his cock stiffen uncomfortably. She’d been such a handful, and in the eighteen months they’d been together, whenever she’d needed it, he’d put her over his knee, pushed her dress and petticoats out of the way, and landed his hand on her backside with smart, sharp smacks. He’d always left her drawers in place, though on those times when he’d been sure she had purposely provoked him to yank her across his lap, he’d been hard-pressed not to pull them down, except for that last morning. How often had he wondered if it been that one act that had pushed her away from him? Too many times to count.

The memory of her naked bottom sent his focus back to his desperate manhood. He needed relief, and freeing his cock from the confines of his pants he began to rub, thinking about the feel of her breasts against his chest, the salacious wriggling of her hips as he’d spank her, her panting and soft whimpers when he’d tenderly hold her after delivering his discipline. His member abruptly jerked in his hand, and he grunted loudly as his essence spewed forth and spilled out of him, then letting out a heavy sigh, he let his hand drop to his side. He was weary, so very weary, and he could feel himself drifting off, but he needed to get up, he needed to wash, he needed to undress and slip into bed for a good night’s sleep. He could feel himself drifting away, but Bruiser’s low growl snapped him awake and he chuckled.

“You know I need to get myself up?”

But Bruiser didn’t happily pant. He jumped to his feet and began turning in urgent circles, the signal that something was amiss, and when he growled and barked a second time, Rhett knew something was wrong.

“What is it, boy? You hear somethin’?”

The sound of loud knocking answered the question. Clarenceville was a peaceful community. Rarely was he met with an emergency at such a late hour. Hoping Clarence hadn’t take a turn for the worse, he hurried to the washbasin on top of his dresser, wiped himself up, straightened out his clothes, then picking up the lantern, with Bruiser trotting ahead of him, he moved swiftly from his room to the front door.

“What’s all the knock—?”

He stopped, midsentence, not believing his eyes. Katherine was standing on his front porch. He stood dumbfounded as she wordlessly moved past him into the living room. Pulse racing, he closed the door and followed her, and though the lamp offered only a small amount of light, he was once again startled by her drawn appearance.

“Rhett,” she said breathlessly. “I know you must hate me, but I… I…”

“Katherine? What is it?”

“I, uh…”

Her face was crinkling, and the bag she was carrying suddenly slipped from her hand, landing with a bang on the floor, and instinctively Rhett knew she was about to keel over. As her knees buckled he raced forward, managing to catch her just as her legs gave way, and lifting her up, he was shocked at how light she was.

“Katherine? What’s wrong with you? Can you hear me?”

Her response was nothing more than a whimper, and placing her gently on the soft sofa cushions, he smoothed the loose hairs from her face. She didn’t move and her eyes had closed, and deeply worried, he fetched the lantern from where he’d left it, placing it on the small table at the end of the couch. She was obviously sick and he didn’t want to leave her, but he desperately wanted to fetch the doctor.

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Dangerous Interference By BJ Wane

BJ Wane has a new sizzling-hot romantic suspense book out - Dangerous Interference which features not one but two stern and handsome lawmen!

After her sister goes missing, Alena Malloy travels to Blue Springs, Maine—her sister’s last known location—to track her down. As she begins her search, however, Alena’s efforts quickly bring her into conflict with Randy Janzen, the local sheriff, and Nash Osbourne, a Scotland Yard detective involved in the case due to its similarity with a recent disappearance in the UK.

Randy and Nash make it quite clear to Alena that they expect her to avoid interfering with their work, and when she defies them one time too many she earns herself a painful, embarrassing spanking. The humiliating punishment ignites a powerful desire in Alena, and despite her sore backside she finds herself yearning to be mastered more thoroughly.

The two stern, handsome lawmen agree to share Alena, and soon enough she is begging for more. But when Alena’s continued meddling in the investigation puts her life in grave danger, will Randy and Nash be able to protect her?

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

“Oh, good Lord.” There went those tingles dancing their way down her spine when both men leveled those identical, intent gazes on her, forcing her to mutter aloud without even realizing it.

“Problem, Alena?”

“Nothing you two getting up and leaving won’t solve,” she returned, as sweet as her cinnamon roll while making a mental note to have a serious talk with her girly parts later about who was in control.

“One would think you don’t like us, luv,” Nash put in before turning a charming smile upon Carlee when she returned and set a cup of coffee in front of each of them. “Thank you, Carlee, and don’t you look pretty today.”

Carlee gave his broad shoulder a playful slap. “The gals back in London might fall for that, but we’re a bit smarter over here.”

Alena sure wished she could lay claim to having an ounce of brains when she heard either that British accent or Randy’s low, commanding voice. Trying to ignore the way her heartbeat had accelerated and the uncomfortable dampness in her crotch, she plopped another bite of cinnamon roll in her mouth, this one with a good amount of melted icing on top that had her chewing with slow relish.

“Shit,” Randy groaned, the look on Alena’s face as she ate responsible for the uncomfortable shift of his cock. Luckily, Carlee’s next statement took his attention off the lust she could inspire with the simplest things and returned it to why they had stopped in the diner when they spotted her bright red head inside.

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Emma’s Surrender By Amelia Smarts

 Amelia Smarts is on my blog today with her latest hot romance, Emma’s Surrender!

 

When twenty-year-old Emma Brookstone arrives in the town of Bannack, Montana, she seeks out the local marshal, intending to enlist his help in uncovering the truth regarding her father’s murder two years earlier. Upon meeting the marshal, however, she is shocked and dismayed to discover that he is none other than the man who gunned her father down that fateful night.

Though Clive Brookstone was an evil man who needed killing, the knowledge that he left a young woman orphaned tore at Nathan Haskin’s conscience from the moment he pulled the trigger, and he has secretly provided for Emma’s needs since that day. Certain that hearing about her father’s legacy of lawless violence would break her heart, he concealed it from her, but now that she has returned to Bannack her persistence eventually prompts him to tell her the full story.

To make matters more complicated, Nathan finds his desire to protect Emma quickly growing into a powerful need to tame and possess her, and when her foolish behavior puts her safety at risk he doesn’t hesitate to take her in hand and spank her soundly. His stern chastisement leaves her furious yet helplessly aroused, and it isn’t long before he claims her hard and thoroughly.

In her heart, Emma knows what Nathan tells her is true—that her father’s death was just—but writhing in ecstasy as she is utterly dominated by the man who killed him fills her with shame nonetheless, and she does her best to deny her lust for the handsome marshal. Will the day ever come when she can put aside the past and surrender herself fully to the man she once hated?

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“You can’t do this!” she snarled at him. “I am not your… plaything!” she spat. “Or your pet. You can’t command me and expect me to roll over like a dog.”

His eyes narrowed into a predatory stare, and he chuckled darkly. “I can, I will, and you should know better than to come between a wolf and his meal, pet,” he said, using her own word.

He drew himself up so that he stood towering over her. With a callused hand, he grabbed an ankle, flipped her on her stomach, and gave her bottom a smack. She let out a surprised squeal when his hand fell again, stinging the same place. He continued to strike the flat of his palm in measured splats across each cheek. She yelped at each swat but enjoyed the punishment so much that she pressed her bottom into his hand every time it fell. How completely he had mastered her, when even the pain he inflicted felt like pleasure.

His victorious laugh filled the room. “Oh, you’re a naughty one, aren’t you, pet?” he said as his palm crashed against her bare skin for the final time.

When she didn’t answer, he wrapped his hand around her hair and tugged her head up so that they were cheek to cheek. “Aren’t you?” he growled.

“Yes!” she gasped, her scalp and bottom tingling, her stomach somersaulting.

The stubble of his beard scraped her cheek lightly as he moved his lips to the shell of her ear. “Say it,” he said in a harsh whisper. “Say, ‘I’ve been a bad girl, trying to deny what I want to the man who can give it to me.’”

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Other Spanking Romances by Amelia Smarts

Corralling Callie – Jude has his hands full with Callie. She’s sassy and disobedient, but when she puts aside her foul-mouthed, defiant façade, the real Callie is as sweet and kind as she is beautiful. 

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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? 

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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. 

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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.

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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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