Showing posts with label #BDSM. Show all posts
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Thursday, October 20, 2022

A Dom is for Life by Ashe Barker , #eroticromance .#ashebarker ,#contemporary

A Dom is for Life

By Ashe Barker

 



  • Ashe Barker Books, 2020
  • Release Date 26 September 2020
  • Contemporary erotic romance, romantic suspense, BDSM
  • HEA ending


Taglines:        She betrayed me. Hurt me. Will just one spanking be enough to settle the score?

 

 

Buy Link https://www.amazon.com/Dom-Life-Ashe-Barker-ebook/dp/B08K4SRCWZ 

(and it’s FREE to read on Kindle Unlimited)

 

 

Blurb

 

A Dom is for Life … not just for Christmas.

It’s been over three years since her bitter break up with her husband, and Libby Novak is over him. Definitely. All she needs to do is sign the final papers and their divorce will be final, the whole sorry chapter finished with.

So, why doesn’t she?

A slip up in a shopping centre places her on the wrong side of the law, and Libby is horrified when the head of security turns out to be her soon-to-be ex-husband, Josh. She manages to convince him of her innocence though, and he’s prepared to let her go.

So why doesn’t she just head for the exit? Why, instead, does she beg him to spank her, like he used to do, when they were together, and he was her Dom as well as her husband?

Josh was always a stern Master, and he has a score to settle with the wife and submissive who betrayed him. Will one spanking be enough?

As the heat of their marriage sizzles again, who will get burned this time?

Warning: This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers.

The first two chapters of this book were originally published as a short story, In The Eyes of the Law in the Totally Bound Over The Knee anthology, In this edition, the book has been substantially expanded to a full-length novel, re-edited and with new cover art and title

 

Excerpt :

“Libby, it’ll be all right. You just need to explain to the police how this happened and they won’t press charges. They’ll believe you.”

“Why would they? You don’t.”

“I do, actually.”

“Then why involve the police?” I gaze at him, his handsome features obscured by my tears.

His smile dazzles me. It always did. “Good question. Fair enough, we won’t involve them. You can go.”

“No police?”

He shakes his head. “You’re no criminal, Libby. I know that about you, at least. And our fine constabulary has better things to occupy them than dealing with an airhead who never concentrates on what she’s doing. I remember this was something I had to take issue with often enough when we were together, and you haven’t changed, it seems.” He shrugs. “Still, it had its compensations as I recall, and you took discipline very well.”

I redden as I, too, recall those disciplinary sessions. Josh could always deliver a fine spanking, and he was a demon with a paddle or cane. Perfect for a pain slut like me.

“You can leave now, Libby, and I suggest you give Scents a wide berth in future. Mrs Davis never forgets a face.”

“You’re letting me go? No police, no punishment?” This is what I said I wanted, but as he gestures to the door, I begin to think I’m not ready to leave after all. Not yet.

“Punishment, Libby? I never said anything about that. I’m head of security here, that’s all. I nick ‘em, but I don’t decide on guilt or dish out punishments.”

“You used to. Dish out punishments, I mean.”

“As your husband, yes. And your Dom. When you deserved it.” He regards me under lowered brows, his beautiful dark eyes glinting.

I know that look, that expression that would send me panting to my knees every time.

I resist the urge to drop to the floor at his feet now, though it’s a close-run thing. “You’re still my husband. You just made that clear enough.”

“But not your Dom. Not anymore.”

“No, but…”

“Do you want me to punish you, Libby?”

Yes! Oh God, yes!

“No, of course not.”

He holds my gaze, his expression steely. The sterner he becomes, the more my pussy convulses with longing, with something suppressed for too long. My knickers are damp.

“Do you want me to punish you, Libby?” he repeats the question slowly, each word enunciated with calm precision.

“Yes, please.”


About Ashe Barker

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

 

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Wednesday, April 6, 2022

Gritty, compelling, insanely sexy, "The Master " #eroticromance #ashebarker #katyswann



Media Kit
The Master
By Ashe Barker and Katy Swann


       Stormy Night Publications, 2018
       Release Date 16 August 2018
       Contemporary erotic romance, romantic suspense, sports romance
       61000 words
       HEA ending



Tagline
       The lesser of two evils


Teaser Snippets

He was trying to be her dom and her coach, and he was starting to fear that he was failing at both.


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Blurb
After her long-time taekwondo instructor passes away suddenly, Jodie Price is certain her dreams of Olympic glory have been dashed, and she is thrilled when bold, handsome coach Dylan Atkins offers his help. But Dylan’s training regimen will be more rigorous than anything Jodie has experienced before, and she quickly discovers that he is a firm believer in strict discipline.

When she is caught drinking in defiance of Dylan’s rules, Jodie soon finds herself sobbing and promising to do better as she is thoroughly paddled. Dylan’s stern correction arouses her deeply, however, and it isn’t long before he takes her in his arms and masters her completely. But though his skilled, dominant lovemaking leaves her utterly spent and satisfied, will Jodie trust him enough to tell him the truth when a powerful sponsor tries to use their romance to blackmail her?

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

Author Synopsis

Life can’t get any better, can it?

Jodie Price has landed a hot new taekwondo coach and the offer of sponsorship to get her to the Tokyo Olympics. She needs to be at peak physical fitness for the qualifying championships so she’s more than willing to promise there’ll be no more drinking or partying until after the selection is over. But she can’t resist one last fling before the work starts in earnest. After all, one night at her favourite BDSM club won’t do any harm…

But she hadn’t bargained on her sexy new coach being a dom, and when she literally bumps into Dylan Atkins at the club he’s determined to show her that he’s her master, in the dungeon as well as in the dojang. A hard spanking settles the matter.

Jodie and Dylan agree to put their relationship on hold and concentrate on their sport, but they can’t keep their hands off each other. It’s not long before Jodie ends up in his bed with her ass burning from another punishment. Their relationship deepens, and Jodie’s life seems perfect as she sets her sights firmly on making it to Tokyo with Team GB.

But when she discovers that the very person she thought of as her saviour is out to destroy her career with blackmail and threats she doesn’t know where to turn. Worse, the repercussions are affecting her relationship with Dylan. Suddenly, she has a lot more to lose than just her dreams of Olympic gold.

Excerpts (PG)

Dylan raised his eyebrows and gave Jodie a stern glare. “That’s the second time you’ve told me to shut up this week.”
Jodie grinned. “So, what are you going to do about it? Spank me?”
Dylan’s laugh finally broke the tension. “If you were my sub, then yes. But, lucky for you, you’re not. Okay, we’ll forget it ever happened.”
Not a chance. Jodie smiled sweetly and nodded. “While we’re on the subject, can I ask you a question?”
He tilted his head to one side and eyed her suspiciously. “Go on.”
“What were you doing at the club on Friday? Were you looking for someone to play with?”
“Not particularly. As I’m still fairly new to the area I thought I’d check out the local scene. I didn’t have any plans to play. I was there just to observe, but then I bumped into you.”
Jodie grinned, warmth flushing her cheeks. “I’m glad you did.”
Dylan gave her the sexy dom look that made her muscles turn to jelly—stern and uncompromising. “That was supposed to be a punishment.”
“Yeah, and it was. It bloody hurt. But it reminded me of why I got into the kink scene in the first place.”
“Oh?” Dylan raised his eyebrows and fixed his eyes on her, as if trying to see inside her head.
Jodie’s belly flipped as the power coming from them seemed to strip away her outward bravado. She knew without a doubt that he would always see right through her and would never let her get away with anything but total honesty.
“I… er… well, I’ve always found the whole concept of D/s fascinating. You know, a submissive giving up control for her dom and that dom punishing her if she deserves it and rewarding her if she’s been good. BDSM had become a bit of a game for me. I’d go along to the clubs and scene with someone because it was fun, but there wasn’t any actual D/s involved. In most cases, I’d end up telling the dom what to do. Anyway, that night, when you spanked me, you reminded me of what it feels like to be a real sub. Your punishment made sense and left me feeling grounded and chastised. I liked that feeling,” she finished in a whisper. Oh, God, what am I saying? “Shit, that sounds weird. Sorry, just ignore me.”
Dylan smiled, dropped his fork then rested his hand on hers. “It’s not weird at all. It sounds to me like you are a submissive who just needed a little reminder about the true nature of D/s.”




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

About Katy Swann

Katy lives in Kent, UK with her husband, three children and three cats. She writes erotic BDSM romance with a strong emphasis on Dominance and submission. Katy explores both the emotional and sexual elements of D/s, with Doms that are firm but caring and submissives that are strong and feisty. 

She loves the 4 C’s: cats, chocolate, champagne and coffee. When she’s not writing she spends her time as a glorified taxi driver for her children and even finds time now and then to indulge in her interests, which include Tai Chi, dance, music, aviation and reading. 

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Tuesday, October 8, 2019

His for the Taking by Brandi Evans , #contemporary, #BDSM , #romance





Genre: contemporary, BDSM romance


Not all love stories play by society’s rules.


Blurb:
I love managing Red Light Lingerie, a sexy boutique in Dallas. I get to spend my days talking to people about bedroom wear, sex toys, and enhancement lotions for all occasions. But by far, my favorite erotic job perk is my sexy British boss, Maxwell Penn. 


Max is a Matthew McConaughey look-alike who’s equal parts dreamboat and domineering pain in the neck, and I regularly fluctuate between “I want to bed him” and “I want to strangle him.” But still, yum.


The paradigm of our relationship, however, changes irrevocably when a lingerie designer, a friend of Max’s from Britain, comes to town, and I have to stand in for a no-show lingerie model. Before I can say G-string, I find myself sandwiched between Max and his dark-n-sexy friend. 


I’d be in total heaven if it weren’t for the guilt swirling in Max’s blue eyes. I have no idea why it’s there, but I’m bound and determined to find out. 


Publisher’s Note: This book contains descriptions of consensual activities, including eroticism and discipline. If you object to these elements, please do not read this book. 


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Excerpt
(R+)


I yanked against my restraints. The material stretched with my movements, but my hands stayed firmly bound at the small of my back.


“See, Max? This is one sturdy piece of lingerie.”


My mind exploded with images of what they could do to me, completely helpless and practically naked. Should I worry? A smart woman probably would—but the look in Max’s eyes—


I’d never wanted him more than I did at that moment.


Garrett’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “Also, I designed the top so the two front halves can be pushed together to allow quick and easy access to the tits without having to untie any restraints already put in place. Would you like a demonstration of that, too?”


Max’s gaze stayed locked with mine, never veering, never faltering. “I’m thinking.”


I bit my bottom lip and shook my head. But who was I fooling? I’d wanted Max to touch me for a long time. I’d dreamed about it and gotten off while imagining him fucking me. But what about Garrett? I’d fantasized about being with multiple men, too, so I’d consider his presence icing on the beefcake.


Part of me wished Max and I were alone, but it was probably better we weren’t. Less intimate, which I needed. As it was, the intensity of his stare threatened to melt me into a puddle.


“Please touch me, Max,” I whispered, unable to stop myself. At least, I think I verbalized the words, but I may have simply mouthed them. “Please.”


Max’s eyes widened. His nostrils flared. And he hesitated a long, tortuous moment before stepping into me and yanking the garment’s outer edges into the valley between my breasts, completely exposing me—and then cupping the undersides of my breasts.





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Author Bio


Brandi Evans was raised by a caravan of traveling Gypsies. She spent her days learning the ways of her people and her nights lost in legends as old as time. Okay, not really, but that's way more interesting than the truth!


In reality, Brandi grew up the oldest child of an ordinary family. Grade school, middle school, high school. Nothing extraordinary happened until she left the nest. She joined the military, went to college, got married, and became a mom. And somewhere along the way, she discovered she liked to read—and write!—stories hot enough to melt eReaders. 


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