Cassie and the Fire Captain by @KatherineDeane1 #NeverEndingTour #Spanking

Blurb:

When twenty-four-year-old Cassie Stevens meets Eric Waters, her town’s hunky new fire captain, she assumes he is way out of her league. Cassie isn’t a beauty queen like her mother, and a mature, no-nonsense man like Eric would never be attracted to a fun-loving tomboy like her, especially considering her penchant for getting herself in trouble. So it comes as a shock when he stops by the diner where she works, steers her out of an altercation with some rude customers, and promptly asks her out on a date.

It doesn’t take Cassie long to realize that she has finally met the man of her dreams, and Eric seems to enjoy her sense of humor and playful ways. But after she pulls a foolish prank on him during their first date, he takes her over his knee for a spanking, and she quickly discovers how much a man’s firm hand can sting when applied to a naughty girl’s bare bottom.

Eric’s attention and affection make Cassie feel more loved than she has ever felt before, and despite her sore bottom, his discipline leaves her aroused and yearning to be his. But just as she’s about to give him her heart, it seems he’s no longer interested. Can Cassie put aside her fears and trust Eric, or will her doubts set off a chain of events which will tear their relationship apart?

Publisher’s Note: Cassie and the Fire Captain is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Excerpt 4

(Tandem spanking)

“All right, let’s get this over with. Are you ready to accept your spankings?” Eric asked.

 Both sighed, and shook their heads mournfully. “Yes, sir,” they echoed.

 “You may come out of the corner.” LJ said.

 Each woman trudged slowly to stand in front of her respective man, who were sitting on straight back chairs on separate sides of the room. Eric at least wanted to pretend there was a little privacy here. And he didn’t want to share the beautiful site that was his naked Cassie, with anyone else. Once her legs started kicking, she was sure to give off quite the show. He frowned, and shifted his chair so she would be positioned away from the other man’s eyes. He smiled when he saw LJ had done the same thing. Good minds must think alike.

 He stood Cassie in between in his legs, as LJ maneuvered a very subdued Paige over his lap.

 “Are you ready for this?” he asked Cassie quietly.

 She bit her lip, and flinched when she heard the first steady smacks LJ gave Paige’s bare bottom.

“Come on, over my lap, naughty girl.”

USA Today bestselling author Katherine Deane is a multi-published, top 100 romantic and BDSM author and romantic at heart. While she enjoys her life as a stay at home mom, married to the man of her dreams, she also loves fantasizing. She reads and writes in many different genres, but her favorites are: spanking romance, paranormal, fantasy, and science fiction. She blogs about her life as an everyday woman (and closet Spanko), and about her career as a published author.

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Jailed Little Jade by Allison West, @writeAwayBliss #Spanking #NeverendingTour

Jailed Little Jade by Allison West

Released: March 8, 2016 by Blushing Books

Genre: Sci-Fi, Age Play, Romantic Erotica

With a crappy ex-husband and a new lease on life, Jade Brooks moves to Spring Mills for a fresh start. What she gets is far more than she bargained for when Holden Foster shows up at her door.

He’s hot, dominating, and harbors a secret of intergalactic proportion.

When Jade is invited over to share a meal with Holden, she’s grateful for the company and a new friendship. Her curiosity gets the better of her when she finds a package on his counter and he tells her genuinely to open it up and see what was delivered.

The cylinder, a device that travels through time and space, opens a portal and leads Jade and her new sexy friend to a prison colony on his home planet of Adair, where spankings are a regular occurrence and age regression is a requirement for jailed women to rehabilitate within the system.

Given no choice but to become a little one, Jade must face a nanny with a firm hand, Holden as her poppa, and a blossoming relationship that is against the rules.

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EXCERPT  

Trembling, she pushed herself from the cool floor. Glancing briefly in the bathroom mirror, she noticed the glass looked silly like that at a carnival distorting her image. Were they concerned she’d break the mirror and use a large shard as a weapon? She didn’t blame them. If they kept her prisoner, she’d do whatever it took to get away.

Though she wasn’t caged, she still felt contained and Jade wasn’t pleased by it.

“Usually I’d suggest you join the other little ones in the nursery but seeing as how you’ve already had a stressful morning; I’d prefer if you took a nap until you see Poppa at dinner.”

Jade didn’t want to nap. “I’m not tired.” She also wasn’t a child and by the looks of the clothes and the fact she had a nanny, made it seem a bit preposterous. The entire situation was beyond absurd, but it seemed wherever she landed from the wormhole, rehabilitation meant dumbing down women. At least that was how Jade had seen it. She tried to piece together the puzzle that was laid out in front of her, but it made little sense.

“You’ve had a long day, seeing as how you were brought in this morning.”


“Brought in?” Jade asked.


“Yes, by prison transport. I know the ride and acclimation into space can be quite daunting on the body.”


“Space?” Jade repeated confused. Had this woman gone mad?


About the Author

Allison West is a #1 International Best-Selling Author in Science Fiction, Victorian, Historical, and BDSM Erotica. She also writes young adult novels under the name Ruth Silver.

Allison West has been inventing worlds and writing stories for years. Her favorite novels are those that leave a lasting impression, long after the final page is read. You can find more about Allison on Facebook, Twitter, and her blog “Spanking Author.” http://spankingauthor.com

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HotWired - a Hot #EroticSuspense by a #MFRWauthor Anita Philmar

Blurb -

Hotwired for each other... When Ross Dixon is kidnapped from his office, along with the sexy lawyer who'd been busting his balls over a deal that should have been a walk in the park, he wakes to find a devotion chip surgically implanted in his brain. If that isn't bad enough, the chip, designed to trigger emotional reactions between him and the woman lying next to him, is working overtime on his libido.

Mistaken for Ross's flavor of the month, Kayla Michaels, a 22nd century lawyer, doesn't have a problem spending time in Ross's bed--or over his desk--but she wants no part in the romantic feelings the chip is provoking. She's been down that road before and ended up burned.

Kayla and Ross struggle to find answers while coming to terms with the constant lust sizzling between them, but along the way each wonders if the emotions are real or just a side effect of being hotwired.

Opening scene

June 5, 2104

Kayla Michaels tugged at the skirt of her red business suit. But unlike her twentieth-century style jeans, the fabric didn’t caress her skin with comfort. Nor did her high heels massage her feet like her worn calf-leather biker boots. She wished longingly for a beer at the bar with the old gang. The boys could always help her to relax.

“Damn, I hate dealing with pricks like Ross Dixon,” she grumbled and opened the door to his office. A large desk with a plaque embossed with the name “Mrs. Pretty” in gold occupied the other end of the waiting area.

What an awful name.

A petite woman with gray-peppered brown hair glanced up. “Can I help you?”

“Yes, I’m here to see Mr. Dixon.”

“You must be Ms. Michaels. Mr. Dixon agreed to rearrange your appointment because of your early arrival in town, but he doesn’t have a lot of time. He’s due to attend a gathering at the art museum tonight.” Mrs. Pretty stood to her full height of five-foot-nothing and then slipped through a large oak door.

Unmoved by the woman’s cold manner, Kayla turned to view the large screen on the adjacent wall. The calming force of nature, mountains tall and strong, wild flowers blowing in the wind, and water flowing through a field of green helped ease the tight ache of her muscles. She drew in a deep breath and loosened her grip on her briefcase. I can do this.

“Ms. Michaels. Mr. Dixon will see you now.” Mrs. Pretty waved a hand for Kayla to proceed into the inner office.

“Thank you.” Kayla entered Mr. Dixon’s private domain and paused. The high-rise view beckoned her. Steel and glass glowed with the golden hue of the setting sun, and a sense of power engulfed her by simply entering the room.

Her gaze slipped to the organic sculpture by the window, and she realized the plant formed a chair. Tiny green leaves meandered along the arms and base to add color to the piece. A matching couch lined the bordering wall. At the far end of the oversized space, a large oak desk blocked Dixon’s handsome form.

The door clicked closed.

She squared her shoulders and walked forward. No matter how much the unique furnishing might awe her, she couldn’t show weakness. Otherwise, Ross Dixon would eat her alive.

Speaking into his PEEP, he didn’t glance at her but stared out the window. She stepped to the two chairs in front of his desk and settled into the soft leather. Seeing him with his Personal Electronic Ear-Piece, she started to reach for her own device but paused. The tool connected her to every electronic device in her briefcase, but she wanted to conduct this meeting in the old-fashioned way, face to face with no computer interruptions.

She leaned back in her chair and studied the man, homing in on the small details that revealed his personality. His curly dark hair stood on end each time he combed his hands through it, a strong sign of his restless spirit. The small lines around his eyes displayed a zeal to succeed, and his spoon-shaped fingers indicated a destiny to rise to the top of the business world. In a formal black suit, the man reeked of wealth and power. But the pulsating energy surrounding him struck with a force Kayla hadn’t expected.

“I don’t understand. If your brother is already at the hospital, why are you staying?” He worked a computer stick through his fingers like a baton. Kayla read his disapproval in the rigid set of his shoulders.

“But Lindsey, you’re the one who wanted to attend this event at the art museum.” He shook his head and turned. His intense glare nailed Kayla.

The hypnotic blue of his eyes captured her, and the burning heat in their depth lit a flame of need. Every nerve ending hummed, and a spark ignited in her libido. Sweat dampened her palms, and she rubbed her hands over the rough fabric of her skirt.

He blinked and lowered his gaze to the data screens embedded in his desk.

Wowza. She allowed the pent-up air in her lungs to seep out, and after a brief moment, she forced herself to inhale again. The woodsy scent of his cologne filled her nasal passages, and seductive images formed in her mind. To get a hold of her wayward thoughts, she tightened her grip on her bag.

“Fine, we’ll just blow off tonight’s gala, and I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” He waited a half second, then jerked off the ear-piece and threw it on the desk.

The calm expression on his face when he looked up startled Kayla almost as much as his earlier glare. To mask his emotions so quickly required a skill she didn’t possess.

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Reviewer "Whoa, this book is hot! Neither Kayla nor Ross ever plans to become permanently involved with anyone, so it is a surprise and a shock when they wake up with a chip implanted in their brains which makes them only want each other. They barely know each other and what they do know about each other has been confrontational because they have been negotiating a contract."

London Lady by @HeatherHartxxx #NeverEndingTour #Romance

And here it is! My latest romantic roller coaster - offering love, sex, murder, and a pair of villains to drive coffin nails through your heart!

Centered round a true story, London Lady is set in the 1960s. The city is in the grip of fear as two notorious mobster twins make their mark north of the Thames. But they have legitimate businesses too, and driven by need, Claire takes a job in one of their nightclubs as a hostess.

There she meets Bill "Lucky" Underwood. He's their major crime lieutenant, and she knows falling for someone like him is dangerous and stupid. Claire will do anything not to get mixed up in their violent world, but Lucky proves a hard man to say no to....





Love Scene

"So why did you come back tonight?"

"To see you."

She laughed. "No really?"

"Really, I mean it. I was watching you all night in the mirror behind Ronnie. When those idiots put their hands on you I saw red. They're lucky they got off as easy as they did. But after they left I got to thinking. What if they came back? What if they waited until we were gone to get their own back? It can happen in my line of work. I see it all the bloody time. In fact, I couldn't stop thinking about it, so here I am."

"My guardian angel?"

"If you like, yeah."

She smiled, and as she stared at the pavement she felt his skin brush hers as he took her hand. She felt him squeeze it, gently. Inside her head told her to let go, to push him away. This life was not for her. This was not what she wanted. Womanizer or no - there was real danger around him; the kind of shit only a fool would get mixed up in. She knew how her uncle was, and the kind of brute he could be. And he was only small potatoes. Lucky here was mixed up with the read deal. And yet every argument she had, every doubt she cradled, every fear she felt; suddenly none of that mattered. He was holding her hand, and God protect her, she was a fool in love.

"I'm sorry," he said.

"Sorry?"

"What I have to offer - well, it's not going to be easy."

"What are you offering?"

"I want you to be my girl. Ever since I met you, I've thought about you - - about us. About how it would be if we were together. Haven't you?"

She kept her eyes lowered, not wanting him to read what was clearly written on her heart. At least, not yet. "Oh Lucky, I've heard so many things. I can't lie to you, I have to say, I'm a little bit afraid of you. All that business with uncle Frankie...."

He pulled her around to a dead halt; his eyes searching hers. "But do you feel anything for me?"

There was no use lying. Face to face like this her eyes betrayed her. She nodded. "I do."

"And you want to be with me, too?"

"I do."

"Then nothing else really matters, does it?"

With some force of will she pushed him away and resumed her walk along the pavement. "If you were any other man I would say that was true, but you're not any other man, are you? You're with the Kray boys. And don't say they're not as bad as the Richardons 'cos I know it's not true. I've heard stories, Lucky, the kind of stuff that gives little kids nightmares. Now I'm not saying I believe any of it, but if it is true... well... I dunno. I'm such an ordinary girl. All I ever wanted was to meet a nice man, get married, maybe have a couple of kids, just like my mum did. In a million years I wouldn't have imagined this. I think a lot about you, I really do, but I'd be lying if I didn't say I was a bit afraid of you, too."

He laughed. "Of me?"

"Yes. You're part of it, aren't you? Oh God, I just don't know, I really don't."

He pulled her to a stop again. There was a solid brick wall along the side of the street and he nudged her gently back toward it. Her heart beat wildly; if anything was true it was that she wanted him to kiss her now, so badly. She'd said her piece, but her body ached for him; for his gentleness, for his cheek, and yes, if she were completely honest with herself, for the danger too. In him they all came together as one; an irresistible, provocative package, and she wanted him more than anything else in the world.

He brushed the back of his knuckles gently along her cheek and as he bent his head to kiss her, her last defense melted away. She loved him. Somehow, in spite of her reason, in spite of his life-style, in spite of everything, she loved him. She would be his, body and soul, and as his lips brushed hers, her heart surrendered completely. She had no choice now, she would take a chance, and as he pulled her into his body she gave herself up to an unknown destiny, one that only fate could decide. She closed her eyes, ignored her fears, and just let it happen.

Buy Link: London Lady

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Heather!

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Author Bio:

 

Heather Hart is a British author who lives with her family in Maryland. She’s a writer of hot erotic and romantic fiction – an eclectic mix of innocence and dirt in a hyperactive imagination.

When she’s not frantically scribbling away she’s a cat worshipper and curry fanatic. If you like what she writes, please feel free to drop her a line at authorheatherhart@gmail[dot]com.

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Black Dragon's Heart an #Excerpt #FantasyErotica

The last book in the series first.

Blurb - Devoted chemist, Sarah VanHorn, lives for her research but fantasizes about loving Jake Ramsey. Her two worlds collide when the dragon center agent arrives to rescue her from the company suspected of producing chemicals dangerous to those with dragon blood.


Sarah's not the only one with fantasies. Jake wants Sarah as his mate and he's waited years to claim her. Now, under his protective custody--not to mention the influence of Syndetic's sexual stimulant scenting the air--he can't resist the fiery temptation to finally make her his.


But when tragedy strikes and their dreams are threatened, will Sarah sacrifice her career, Jake, and possibly her life to discover the answers? And will Jake let her?

Excerpt


The plan of waiting until after the final security check of the night before making his appearance raced through his mind. He couldn’t afford for any of the guards to overhear their conversation.

Had he over simplified things?

Before he determined his course of action, Sarah hit the magnetic mechanism of her dress. Her lush breasts fell forward, free from the confines of the material. She slid the garment off her shoulders and cupped her breasts, holding them in her delicate hands like a gift.

Jake almost swallowed his tongue. Desire pooled in his loins.

She exited his line of sight, and he took a silent breath to replace the one he’d been holding. The sweet scent of apple blossoms filled his lungs.

Dragon dung. He’d forgotten how an innocent woman smelled like pure paradise.

The blankets on her bed shifted. A rustling sound echoed through the room. He imagined her removing the rest of her clothes. A tick later, he caught a brief glimpse of her in a red robe, and then she stepped into the wash room.

The click of the door closing allowed him the freedom to shift his position. He cursed the dragon blood running through his veins. He normally redirected his lust without a problem, but with his current dry spell, Sarah’s scent slammed him against the limits of his self-control.

But she’d be under the blankets soon. A few deep breaths later, he relaxed and centered his mind on the strategy for their upcoming escape.

The door to the washroom whispered opened.

Her shadow passed directly in front of the screen, and then she slid into bed and the lights dimmed.
Her form shifted under the blanket. In a few moments, the guard would lock the outside bolt.

Then he’d explain his mission.

Read the first scene at http://www.anitaphilmar.com/bdhchapter.html

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