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Today I'd like to welcome my special guest, Paloma Beck, who is not only a fellow spanking author, but a very talented lady as well. Today she is here to talk about her brand new release "Hold My Hand." So, grab your favorite beverage, sit back and relax. We're so glad you could join us today...
TOMORROW
–April 1st- is Release Day for Hold My Hand. It’s no joke! I’m releasing a book on April Fool’s Day,
exactly fifteen years after I gave birth to my first son. It feels symbolic in
the romantic way I often think of milestones.
Hold My
Hand was my NaNoWriMo
2012 project. I wrote most of the book (and a portion of the second) in
November 2012 but the origins of Aubrey’s story go back even further… to a poem
I wrote in my high school Creative Writing class back in 1988. I had no idea
the poem connected with the story when Aubrey, the heroine, first came to me in
a dream in the spring of 2012. It’s crazy how this project all fell together. I
couldn’t help but focus back on the poem -and the message there- to realize
these feelings and this story were inside me for such a long time.
HOLD My HAND
He reaches to Hold My
Hand
And I walk into the
unknown.
I cling to the
possibility
As I escape into the
forbidden.
He whispers Hold My Hand
And I lay myself before
him.
I hunger for his
offering
As I soar to new
heights.
He reaches to Hold My
Hand
And I am touched by
grace.
I am set free
through my bonds
As I reach to
Hold his Hand.
Hold My Hand is an erotic
contemporary BDSM-lite romance
about Aubrey, a young woman filled with hurt, and William, a man who can't walk
away. They're navigating through a relationship that may have too many
hurdles... or perhaps not, as long as she can hold his hand.
Hold My Hand hints at the
heroine’s childhood experiences of emotional abuse. Aubrey has been hurt in the past,
discouraged and degraded by a heartless father. Still, William sees something
in her that won't allow him to walk away. Instantly drawn to her but intuitive
enough to take it slowly, he courts her. Then he bargains, persuades and
seduces until he ensnares Aubrey with his commanding nature.
Hold My Hand introduces the
heroine to domestic discipline.
Despite the fight she puts up in accepting William's lifestyle, the bonds he
places on Aubrey give her a freedom she desperately needs. In this most
unlikely way, together, they heal old wounds and find their perfect love.
Enjoy
an EXCERPT ©Paloma Beck, 2013
“Stop right there, little elf, before our fun afternoon turns
into a session in obedience. Do not belittle yourself. No more of that,”
William held my chin as he spoke. He knew as well as I did that I would’ve
ducked my head at the reprimand. He kissed me lightly before whispering,
“You’re perfect to me.”
I shook my head. I couldn’t help my response. It was so
ingrained in me that I was unworthy that accepting his words as truth was near
impossible. William squeezed my jaw enough to be uncomfortable. “Repeat after
me,” he said. “I am perfect.”
I pulled back, hoping he’d let me go and knowing at the same
time it wasn’t likely. “I can’t.” Tears began to pool in my eyes and I blinked
to hold them back.
“I’m going to hold your hand every step of the way until you
realize just how perfect you are,” William breathed the words into my ear as
one hand remained on my chin while the other stroked my hair. “Now, repeat it.
I am perfect.”
The pause was too long and I heard William growl so I
whispered, “I am perfect.”
“You are perfect,” he said as he looked into my eyes, “Say it
again.”
“I am perfect,” I whispered again, uncomfortable and
fidgeting with my hands.
“Louder,” William commanded. His voice wrought with the tone
of a man with whom you shouldn’t argue.
“I am perfect,” I said with an indoor voice my kindergarten
teacher would approve of.
“You are perfect. Now louder still.”
“Will…” he shook his head and my words immediately stopped.
“Repeat the words, Aubrey, just the words. We’re going to do
this until you believe them.”
“I won…” again, he cut my words off with the shake of his
head and a stern look.
Tears blurred my sight as I continued to blink them away but
succeeded only in pushing them down my cheeks. Once they began to fall, I
couldn’t seem to stop them. I wanted so badly to stop them before he became
angry with me. I kept my gaze averted. I looked at my feet, afraid of the sight
of William mad.
“Look at me,” William used his thumb to pull my chin up
again. “Look. At. Me.” His sternly spoken words set me on edge but I followed
his command. When my eyes met his, I saw something I couldn’t comprehend. I saw
sympathy. I saw understanding. I saw hope. He wasn’t angry but he watched me
carefully.
Then he smiled at my surprise.
“I’m not angry with your tears. They’re beautiful to me. But
right now, we’re working at you acknowledging that beauty. Repeat after to me.
I am perfect.”
I swallowed and when I spoke, my voice was scratchy but
audible. “I am perfect.”
William leaned in and kissed the tip of my nose. “Again,
sweet Aubrey.”
“I am perfect.”
Hold
My Hand BUY LINKS
About
Paloma
Paloma
Beck is a Romance Author living a life of contradiction... she's a happily
married carpooling mom writing erotic romance. It's almost naughty! Paloma
writes in both the Contemporary and Paranormal realms, journaling the stories
her characters tell her, and they are anything but PG. She dabbles in vampires,
witches, ménage, spanking and bdsm - all in her books, of course.
Paloma believes a daily dose of espresso and a
good book make any day better.
Connect
with Paloma
GOODREADS http://www.goodreads.com/PalomaBeck
So excited to be here. I brought my blanket and am all snuggled up on the couch - stop by and chat with me.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kathryn, for having me today. :)
Loved that excerpt!
ReplyDeleteHow sweet!
Congratulations and good luck!! :)
So excited for you! Nanowrimo is awesome, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteNice post! I might have to borrow that 'Hold My Hand' poem!!
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