Friday, February 16, 2018

A TIME FOR WILL by Libby Campbell



A Time For Will
by
Libby Campbell

  • When time travel drags Will into the 21st century, how will he cope with the beautiful, fiery blond who waits for him there?

Blurb:
Identical twins, Verity and Felicity (Lissie) Pettigrew inherit an abandoned farm in the remote hills of the Methow Valley. Little do the twins know, but their windfall harbors a secret. While exploring the old barn, Verity stumbles into a hidden portal and is instantly transported more than one hundred years into the past.
In 1885, on the same farm, Will Dawson is saddling his horse when a disturbance in a corner of the barn catches his attention. In his haste to rescue the gorgeous woman in the center of the disturbance, Will is flung far into the future.
Meanwhile, Lissie arrives on the farm looking for Verity, but finds the handsome, slightly suspicious cowboy instead. From their first words to one another, sparks fly.
Lissie’s modern manners and profane language offend Will. His solution? Some old-fashioned discipline delivered on the spot.
Affronted by Will’s distinctly un-twenty-first century approach to male/female relationships, Lissie challenges his authority at every turn in spite of nearly always ending up over his knee.
Meanwhile, Verity must deal with life in 1885. Although accepted into Will’s family, she longs to get back to the 21st century and the man she loves.
Can Will live in a future in which progress comes at the price of everything he holds dear? Can Lissie win him over, and teach him that women can be independent and willful but still soft and sexy? Will Verity find her way back to the man she loves?
Publishers note: This stand alone love story includes scenes of domestic discipline and spicy romance.

Excerpt
“I’ve warned you about your language and I’ve warned you that I am in charge here. You’ve spoken to me disrespectfully, you’ve cursed, and you just told that man that I’m an idiot.”
With his right hand clamped around her left wrist, he turned and headed to the barn, towing her behind him. Her gait was awkward as she crab-walked to keep up. He didn’t say another word until they’d followed the beaten path around to the front of the barn. With a gentle nudge, he guided her inside.
Lissie’s stomach turned to water. “Why are we here?”
“Why do you think?” he asked, closing the door behind them.
“We’re going to try to go through the portal back to your world?”
“We could do that. But not until I’ve tanned your hide properly for sass, cussing, and disrespect.”
He leaned against the door, blocking the only exit to the building. Lissie glanced around. The only things in the barn were a long wooden bench and a couple of stirrup leathers. Surely he couldn’t be planning to use those.
“I’m sorry about that smartass comment to the roofer. He was getting under my skin with that ‘you’re a woman, you wouldn’t understand’ stuff. I said the first thing that came to mind. I should have thought before speaking.”
“That is true.” One corner of Will’s mouth lifted. Damn him. He was enjoying this.
“Okay, I’ve said I’m sorry. You’ve had your apology. Now I need to get back to the house to keep an eye on what all those workers are doing.”
“You’ll have plenty of time to do that. But at this precise moment, you’re going nowhere. You and I are going to do a little reckoning.”
He straightened up, moving away from the door. “I’m feeling generous today. I’ll give you a choice. You can drop your drawers and let me spank your pretty bare bottom.”
Lissie blushed at his knowing tone as he spoke of her body. “Or?”
He glanced at the stirrup leathers. “Or you can preserve your modesty. I’m happy to punish you over your trousers, with one of those leathers.”
“That’s a choice between the devil and the deep blue sea.” Lissie crossed her arms in front of her, as though she could ward Will off, or at least protect herself from what was coming next, by the simple act of hostile body language.
Will folded his arms. “Don’t make me wait too long. I’m not a patient man.”
Don’t miss these other great books from Libby Campbell and Blushing Books:
The Romancing the Coast Series
Seeing Ronnie.(Book 1)
Holding Cynthia (Book 2)
Simon in Charge – 3 book boxset
Libby Campbell, spanking writer and mischief maker
Libby Campbell writes in the bay window of her mock-Tudor home, fueled by coffee, chocolate, and many cups of fragrant tea. Sharing a love of hiking, road trips, and an occasional night of dancing, Libby and her husband live on a rocky island in the Pacific Northwest.
Libby savors her evening bubble baths where she sings along to her favorite music, safe in the knowledge that no one can hear her. She loves all animals, but particularly small dogs with big attitudes and big ones who think they are lap dogs. A woman for all seasons, Libby is happy cuddling in front of a winter fire, watching a summer sunset, listening to birds in the spring, and walking in the autumn rain.
Optimistic by nature, Libby wants a solid HEA in her reading and her writing. She writes the stories she wants to read. To see what she’s working on now, or how she formed her earlier novels, visit her Pinterest boards where she pins pictures that inspire her characters and their worlds.
Connect with Libby Campbell on social media:
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Friday, February 9, 2018

HELD IN CUSTODY by Ashe Barker



Held in Custody
By Ashe Barker

  • In an unfamiliar, hostile world, who can she trust?
 Blurb
When he encounters an injured young woman while on a motorcycle ride on the small Scottish island of North Uist, police officer Finn Olsen immediately comes to her aid, but to his surprise her dialect proves all but incomprehensible to him. To make matters worse, she first tries to run and then does her best to stab him with a dagger after he catches her.
Recognizing that the woman is confused and distraught, Finn disarms her, handcuffs her, and brings her back to the local police station, which doubles as his home. Once she is in his custody, however, it quickly becomes clear that his beautiful, feisty prisoner comes from a very different era, and that she has somehow travelled forward in time more than a thousand years.
Finn takes it upon himself to keep the headstrong girl safe in a completely unfamiliar world, even going so far as to bare her bottom for a sound spanking with his belt when she attempts an escape. Despite her situation, she is deeply aroused by his bold dominance, and when he claims her properly she is left utterly spent and satisfied. But as they unravel the mystery of her arrival in the twenty-first century, will their discoveries bring an end to their newfound romance?
Publisher’s Note: Held in Custody includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please do not purchase this book.
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Excerpt 18+
He patted his lap and waited for Eira to resign herself to the inevitable. It did not take long. Eira edged forward from the head of the bed and eventually threw herself face down across his knee.
Finn lifted the towel to reveal the curved perfection of her bottom. He had, of course, had occasion to admire her body in the shower, though between the T-shirt and his own annoyance that opportunity had been limited. He took his time to savour her now.
Eira flinched when he laid his palm on the soft, tender skin of her buttock. He squeezed, then reached for the belt which he had laid beside him on the bed. Finn took the precaution of hooking his leg over both of hers to ensure she remained in place, and with his spare hand he held her wrists in the small of her back. He usually derived considerable pleasure from taking his belt to a willing woman and he was only marginally less enthusiastic about administering a decent disciplinary spanking. Now that he had Eira laid across his lap, waiting, he was ready to admit that this was where he had wanted to see her right from the moment he had set eyes on the woman on the road. Even so, he thought it best to get this done with quickly. It was late, they both needed to get some sleep.
Eira yelped when the first stroke landed. She wriggled and squirmed on Finn's lap but he held her fast. After a few moments she settled and he delivered the second stroke. This time she whimpered but did not struggle. The third and fourth strokes were met with first screams, then sobbing. By the fifth she lay limp, weeping, her bottom sporting five vivid crimson stripes.
Finn laid the belt aside and traced each red wheal with his fingertips. He was gentle, but she hissed with pain even so.
"I am sorry, " she gulped. "I will obey."
"I know," murmured Finn. "I know you will. And now, you know what will happen if you don't."
"I am sorry, also, for the knife."
"That's done with, I told you. It doesn't matter."
"I am sorry, even so."
Finn eased her to her feet, then held her elbows until he was sure she was steady. "All is forgiven. You have been punished and we will not talk of it again, the knife or you disobeying me." He pulled her to him in a hug then smiled up at her. "You must be tired. It is very late. I made a bed for you."
"I know, in the prison."
"No, not there. In another room. You can use it until you have somewhere else to stay." He stood up and held out his hand. Eira took it, and he led her from the room.
"This is for me?" She gazed at the small but perfectly serviceable spare bedroom.
"Yes. You can sleep here. I'll bring your clothes when they're dry but until then you'll have to borrow more of mine."
"May I stay with you?"
"What?"
"May I sleep in your bed? With you?"
More about Ashe Barker
USA Today best-selling author Ashe Barker has been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. She still loves reading, the hotter the better. But now she has a good excuse for her guilty pleasure – research.
Ashe tends to draw on her own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to her plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea.
Ashe lives in the North of England, on the edge of the BrontĂ« moors and enjoys the occasional flirtation with pole dancing and drinking Earl Grey tea. When not writing – which is not very often these days - her time is divided between her role as taxi driver for her teenage daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, tortoises.  And a very grumpy cockatiel.  
At the last count Ashe had over forty titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and several more in the pipeline. She writes M/f, M/M, and occasionally rings the changes with a little M/M/f. Ashe’s books invariably feature BDSM. She writes explicit stories, always hot, but offering far more than just sizzling sex. Ashe likes to read about complex characters, and to lose herself in compelling plots, so that’s what she writes too.
Ashe has a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keeps thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from her.
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Thursday, February 1, 2018

MASTER ME PLEASE by BJ Wane


MASTER ME, PLEASE
by BJ Wane


Buy Links:

https://www.amazon.com/Master-Please-Miami-Masters-Book-ebook/dp/B0778RNX7C

http://blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=4535


Will his desire for her override his conscience?
BLURB:
Blurb – Master Me, please
Krista Matthews thought nothing could be harder than losing her husband and Master to suicide until the man he’d entrusted her care to left her also.  By the time Dr. Dax Hayes returned from an overseas, volunteer medical tour, she thought she was over his deflection and ready to re-immerse herself in the BDSM world she needed and missed so much without his help.  One scene proved how wrong she was and after Master Dax’s timely rescue, she agrees to let him tutor her back into the lifestyle.  She hadn’t counted on her growing feelings for the strict Dom or his refusal to take her over completely, like she craved.
Dr. Dax Hayes fell for Krista Matthews the minute he looked into her blue eyes and saw the sated, content look she shared with her husband, Dr. Kurt Matthews.  He managed to keep his feelings and lust under control until his friend and colleague asked him to join him in gifting Krista with a menage for her birthday.  Knowing it was a mistake, but unable to resist, Dax succumbs to the temptation of this one-time scene, never realizing where it would lead.  A year later, after sealing his fate with a questionable act, he flees on a guilt trip only to return and discover nothing had changed-he still wanted Krista Matthews with an ache that wouldn’t be assuaged by anyone else.  
Unable to resist stepping in when she gets herself in trouble, Dax again gives in to temptation and aids the one woman he can never have back into the lifestyle her submissive nature needed.  When Krista learns the truth, will her feelings be strong enough to forgive him, or did he gamble everything only to lose it all in the end?
DISCLAIMER: This book is intended for adults only. It contains elements of power exchange, BDSM, including explicit sexual scenes and anal play. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.
   
EXCERPT 
Voices nearing the surgery room filtered through the swinging doors and one deep baritone sent a shiver of awareness dancing under Krista’s suddenly tight skin.  She turned just as Dax pushed through them and her first thought was nothing had changed.  He still towered over her, his coal black hair still curled around his ears and nape and those penetrating green eyes set in a tanned, chiseled face could still draw a quick, heated response from her.  She wasn’t sure she could lay claim to being female if her heart rate didn’t pick up speed or she didn’t go slightly damp when Dr. Dax Hayes walked into a room.
He left without a word for a year and a half.  The reminder helped her to believe that instant response meant nothing nor changed a thing.  Inhaling until she couldn’t hold any more air in her lungs, she nodded and managed a small smile of welcome.
“Dr. Hayes.  It’s good to have you back again.”
Crap.  Krista had been about to congratulate herself on managing a cool, but friendly greeting when he fisted those large hands on his lean hips and cocked his head.  His bland, generic reply belied his intense regard that turned the butterflies of unwanted pleasure in her stomach to jitters of long neglected need.
“It’s nice to be back.  How have you been, Krista?”
So proper and reserved from a man whose cock she’d had in her mouth.  “Good.  You?” she returned just as detached, her heart aching for the easy friendship they shared before both he and Kurt deserted her.  She felt as lost and alone at this moment of stiff formality as she had at her husband’s funeral.
He stiffened and gazed at her for another silent moment, as if he too found this initial meeting disappointing.  “Better, now that I’m stateside again.  Let’s just say my tour reinforced how lucky we are as opposed to some parts of the world.”  Dax stepped forward, his eyes softening as he said, “Krista, I…”
The resident and nurse entered, and he clamped his mouth shut, yanking his eyes off her with an abruptness that allowed Krista to release her pent-up breath.
AUTHOR BIO:
I live in the Midwest with my husband and our two dogs.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I much prefer being homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking.  My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.
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Friday, January 19, 2018

BANISHED HERO by Anita Philmar










Banished Hero – Book 1 in Banished Series
by Anita Philmar
Can a lost princess find her way home?

Blurb:
With no memory of her past, Faye Lynn Berton clings to a father who curses her ability to shape-shift, then uses her special skill to scam local villagers. The only freedom she knows comes as she soars through the sky in falcon form. A chance meeting with another changling turns her world upside down. Beyond satisfying the powerful sexual cravings that follow transformation, he reveals a surprising dimension of sex between their kind…one to unlock the secrets of her soul.
Havyn Westmore has questions…Faye Lynn holds the answers. Determined to unravel her secrets, he must strives to gain her freedom and trust. Teaching her the finer techniques of transformation keeps her close while sex strengthens their bond. But on the trail of discovery, Havyn must confront his own past. Accused of a heinous crime, he was banned from his homeland. Now, he must choose between returning to face certain execution—or robbing Faye Lynn of her birthright and a life in Paradise.
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Excerpt (R)
The idea of stroking his thick sex excited Faye Lynn in a way she found almost impossible to resist. “Or taste, or in any way find...”
Havyn wrapped her fingers around his growing implement of pleasure.
“Oh, but it’s so hard, almost like a silk hammer.” She sighed, imagining the sensual tool inside her, stroking her sensitive skin. The pounding heat of his thrust would nail her to the bed.
He groaned and released her wrist. She started to let go, but he shook his head. “Don’t stop. I want you to touch me.”
Her hands fondled his staff.
“You can also taste me.”
She peered at him to judge his words. The blue-black fire in his eyes burned through her.
Would he really let her be so naughty?
She didn’t ask, but the idea teased her mind with what he might taste like in her mouth. Her hand slid down the length, and she examined the full plump head of his erection. She shifted so she could use both her hands. One nestled between his thighs, and she cupped the full sacks. His hips lifted off the bed, driving his staff smoothly along the grip of her other hand.
He groaned. “Little one, please...I need your mouth over my cock.”
Her lips suddenly dry, she licked them and sucked the bottom one into her mouth to avoid the temptation he offered.
Appealing?
Yes.
Proper?
No.
But the round smooth head resembled a pair of sensuous lips.
And she could taste his lips.
Her father never said she couldn’t kiss the sexy lips of his rod. She leaned closer, puckered her lips and gripped his penis in her hand.
She kissed the tip. The soft skin teased her, and she slid her mouth a little farther over his erection. Her tongue found the small slit at the top. Boldly, she stroked the head with long, wet caresses.
The taste of him lit a flame. Hot fluid seeped between her legs. She shifted first one way, then another to ease the pressure building. Her mouth grew hungrier for what her vagina yearned for. She sucked his penis deeper, enjoying the wicked flavor. On the edge of crossing her father’s strict line, she refused herself the pleasure of taking the full plump head completely into her mouth.
“Stop,” he moaned and closed his hands around her shoulders. He used his weight to roll her onto her back. His thick erection drove into her, filling her completely, and held taut. His hunter’s gaze cut through her like a sword, his penis, the blade that marked her as his lover.
Other Books in the Banished Series
Banished Scoundrel
Banished Witch
Banished – 3 books in one
Some of Anita’s other Titles
Black Dragon’s Blood
In Deep Water
In Too Deep
Duty's Bride
More Than Ready
A Cowboy's Pleasure
The Country Doctor's Bride
Bio for Anita Philmar
Anita Philmar likes to create stories that push the limit. A writer by day and a dreamer by night she wants her readers to see the world in a new way.
Influenced by old movies, she likes to develop places where anything can happen and where special moments come to life in a great read.
Naughty or Nice?
Read her books and decide.
Email: anitaphilmar@yahoo.com

Wednesday, January 10, 2018

SUBMISSION SECRETS AND THE SOLDIER by Kryssie Fortune

Submission, Secrets, and the Soldier
by Kryssie Fortune
Blurb
Luke Roberts, a former army mechanic, has a new sub. She's shy and inexperienced, but willing. As he teaches her about sensation play, she fears he'll really hurt her and screams her safewords at him. Her reaction causes Luke to have a flashback. Although he's clawing his way back to normal, he suffers from PTSD. Determined to get well, he contacts a PTSD specialist in Westhorpe Ridge.
Kathryn Johnson has visited a BDSM club three times. When she hooks up with Luke Roberts, he unintentionally terrifies her. She swears off spankings and goes home to Westhorpe Ridge. The last person she expects to see there is Luke Roberts.
Circumstances force them to share an apartment. Can Luke protect her when danger threatens? Or is she just a temporary sub in residence?

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Excerpt (18+)
Slap. She sobbed in earnest, her tears soaking the chair seat as her shoulders shook. “Nine, Sir.”
Again, he turned gentle, stroking her butt and running his fingers through her cunt. “Spread your legs wider.”
Nervous but willing, she spread her legs so far apart she struggled to keep her balance. When he reached between her thighs and pinched her clit, she stiffened and made a sound halfway between a sob and a pleasured scream. He moved his hand, and she tensed, expecting him to strike her ass. Instead, he slapped her cunt.
Every bone in her body jarred, then melted like the clocks in a DalĂ­ painting. She moaned and slumped forward. Her legs refused to support her, and she slid to the floor. “Ten, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”
When he gathered her into his arms, she curled up against his chest like a contented kitten. Murmuring soft words, he settled on the sofa and stroked her hair before drying her eyes with a tissue. “You’re a brave, beautiful girl. I’ve never had a sub respond the way you do.”
He held her until her tears stopped, then almost bent in two to drop a gentle kiss on her forehead. She pulled him closer, kissing him back like a sex-starved slut—demanding as well as giving. His tongue tangled with hers, but after a moment, he pulled back. “Sweet Kate, if you want to take this further, you spell out your needs. I won’t take advantage of you. You’re the one in charge here, remember.”
Curling her arms around his neck, she pulled him in for another kiss. When they broke apart, she whispered, “I want everything. I want to suck on your cock until you come down my throat. I want you to go down on me until I scream. I want you to tie me down and torment me into a sensual frenzy. I want you to teach me more sexual games than I can count. Most of all, I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t walk in the morning.”


More about Kryssie Fortune
Kryssie is never seen without her kindle. She reads everything and anything she can get her hands on. When she discovered hot, sexy reads, she felt like she’d found her home. The only books she hates are the ones that end with a cliff hanger or have unhappy endings.
Kryssie tries to set her stories in places she’s explored. Hopefully, it adds color to her writing. Anything can spark a story idea. Sometimes she takes liberties though. The North Yorkshire town of Whitby is one of her favorite places. To keep the details of her imaginary town, Westhorpe Ridge consistent, she mentally shunted Whitby over the Atlantic and renamed it Westhorpe Ridge.
When not writing, Kryssie loves to walk on the beach of home town, Bridlington, or potter in her garden. Popping down to London to see her family is her favorite thing to do.
Kryssie currently has thirteen books on general release along with a boxed e-book of the first three Westhorpe Ridge stories. All her stories are M/ F or M/M/F. All are edited by publishing houses in either the UK or the USA. While her stories sizzle with sex, plot comes before bed. Life’s always an adventure going on in Kryssie’s world.
Kryssie loves to hear from readers. Here are her social media links:
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