Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Guest Post - 6/9/15 - Striker by Patricia Green - #Erotic #SpankingRomance #Mystery

They've got to find a cruel serial killer, but their attraction might be deadlier.


Blurb:

Jase Striker, police detective and gritty noire aficionado, doesn't want a partner on the job. When saddled with a sexy new colleague—a rookie in the Homicide division—he's at first irritable. Over time that irritation slowly morphs into a blistering passion, taking their partnership to a new, erotic level that includes a bare-bottomed spanking when needed. But he fears what mixing work with pleasure will do to his crime fighting abilities.
Rookie homicide detective, Angelica Piccolino, is tired of being treated like a kid though her diminutive size and grunge look add to that impression. But she's 26, and no stranger to the street or the bedroom. A real woman can take a spanking now and then...as long as it's from a man she respects.
Forced to work together as a team, Striker and Piccolino investigate a heartbreaking case involving three young women, murdered and left like human garbage, except for a single white rose.  The detectives need to discover the identity of the white rose murderer fast--before another victim turns up.


Excerpt:

The next morning, I realized it had been a huge mistake to allow my partner to drive the police vehicle to the scene of the latest murder. She was reckless and completely unconcerned about other cars. Sure, we had our flasher in the window and the siren on, but we were in an unmarked car. People were slower to get out of the way than they would be for a marked police car. “Geez, slow the fuck down!”
She grinned at me and slewed the car on the wet road. A moment later, she was back in control, but her grin was a little false. I gripped the oh shit bar above the window and held on for dear life. Even a seat belt and air bags wouldn’t be enough if she lost control at this speed.
“God damn it, Piccolino! I said slow down!”
“Grow some balls, Striker!”
“I mean it. You’re going to kill us both. Now cut it out!”
“Or what?” she mocked. “You’re going to spank me?”
Where she’d gotten that, almost reading my mind, kind of threw me for a loop. But if a person ever deserved a spanking more than Piccolino, I couldn’t think of one.
Rain started again, pelting the windshield with big, drooling drops. She flicked the wipers on, but didn’t slow down in the least. We rounded a corner and fishtailed, but once again, she got control after a heart-stopping moment.
“You sure as hell need a spanking, you little brat.”
“Good luck with that. I know karate.”
“Not that it would do you any good.” We swerved and I saw my life flash before my eyes. “You are out of control, woman!”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” The car screeched to a halt, well, almost to a halt, just as it sideswiped a parked vehicle a block away from our destination. Piccolino’s mouth opened and shut a few times, and then she squeaked, “Oops.”
“Your ass is grass, Piccolino,” I told her. “Get out of the car.” My door was pinned closed against the crunched driver’s side door of the BMW she’d hit. Silently, her face pale, Piccolino got out of the car, and I awkwardly moved across the seats and got out behind her. There were no pedestrians and few moving cars along the street, probably due to the rainy weather. That was fortunate for my partner, because it was going to be bad enough reporting this MVA to Donati. Accidents happened when pursuing criminals, but we hadn’t been in pursuit, so there was no excuse for it this time.
I straightened my fedora and stared down at her, my brows drawn together.
“I’m sorry.”
I remained silent.
“Really. I’m sorry. I should have listened to you. I’ve just never been so excited. Rolling to the scene of a homicide. I felt like I was in the big time, you know, like… I don’t know…”
“Starsky and Hutch.”
“Who?”
“Never mind. You crossed the line. This was no little fender-bender.” I pointed to the Beamer. “That guy’s paint job alone is going to cost a thousand bucks.”
“Do we have to say it was my fault?”
“It was your fault.”
“Well, kinda. And kinda not.”
“You want me to lie?”
“Lie? No. Just… don’t say anything about how fast I was going. If you don’t say anything, Donati will never know this was more than an unfortunate skid and crunch due to the weather.”
“I’ve had it about up to here with your attitude, Piccolino,” I told her, gesturing to the top of my head. “You deserve whatever you get from Donati.”
She bit her lower lip. “Do I deserve…maybe…a spanking?”

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About the Author:

Bestselling author, Patricia Green, is a full-time fiction writer specializing in erotic romance. She provides the reader with love stories that emphasize fun characters with quirky personalities. Patricia is the author of more than 20 published novels and novellas as well as an ever-growing collection of short stories.
In her personal life, Patricia is married and the mother of twins. When she’s not being the angel of domestic harmony and a semi-crazed creator of fictional friends, she loves to read, crochet, knit and watch hockey.

You can reach Patricia Green in the following ways:
Email: pig (at) patriciagreenbooks (dot) com
Twitter: @PatriciaIGreen

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Sunday, June 7, 2015

#SPeekSunday - 6/7/15 - Arrested by Love - Fearingthe worst - #DD #SpankingRomance


He caught her speeding in a school zone and decided she needed to learn even civil disobedience could have very painful consequences.

Welcome to Sneak Peek Sunday.  For this hop we get to share six paragraphs from a published work or a WIP (work in progress).

My submission for this week is from my 3rd book, Arrested by Love.  A handsome, but strict, police officer  decides a spoiled socialite needs a special lesson in obeying the law.


Tiffany Morgan has been in love with Kyle Sinclair since she was ten years old, when he'd turned her over his knee for attempting to swim in a raging white water river. Though she'd been furious with him at the time, Tiffany never told her family what Kyle did. Instead, she began trailing after him like an annoying younger sister as she tried to gain his attention.

Now, eleven years later, Kyle, a patrol officer, is finding it much more difficult to maintain his distance from the irresistible and vivacious redhead who continues to invent ingenious ways to attract his interest. Though he dismissed her initial attraction to him as infatuation, as she grew-up, his own feelings of desire and protectiveness deepened. So, despite his constant struggle to resist the spirited little minx's lures, Kyle finally has to admit that he is losing the battle--badly.



After Kyle makes it clear to Tiffany that speeding will earn her much more than a ticket from him, he gives into the inevitable and asks her out on a date.  He loves her, but isn't sure he's the right guy for her.  However, he no longer fights the attraction between them as he dates her exclusively, but Tiffany wants more, so she makes her stand, and Kyle makes it clear how her life will change if they get married.  And he persists by asking if she even thought she could live on a budget.  When she informs him she is not fiscally irresponsible, he tells her that if she can live for one month on the budget he sets for her, and show how she'd been able to save the rest of her salary, without going to her daddy for help, he will ask her to marry him.  But after two weeks in a row of going over, Tiffany seeks out her father in a tearful panic. He agrees to bail her out, but warns her that men can forgive a lot, but lying is something they find difficult to excuse. So, by lying to Kyle, Tiffany finds herself swiftly spiraling downward into a morass of guilt that has her sobbing when he proposes. Confused, Kyle tries to get to the root of the problem as he comforts her. Finally, he assures her that no matter what she's done, he'll still love her.


             "Shh.  Now that's enough of that, Tiffany Anne," he said, trying to be firm with her.  "Settle down now and talk to me.  You know you can tell me anything, so why are you afraid to tell me what it was you did?"
            "Because you'll never forgive me, and you'll hate me forever."
            Though she was being a little overly dramatic about it, Kyle was beginning to suspect the worst.  Bending his head down, he confessed, "Unless you've actually murdered someone, sweetie, there isn't much I wouldn't forgive.  And I'd probably forgive that too, if the homicide was justified."
            He thought that would make her laugh, and was confused when it only made her sob even harder than before.
            "Shh.  I was only teasing, Tiff.  This is way beyond any crying you've done with me before.  Even when I paddled your fanny.  I hate to say it, but I'm beginning to suspect you've been untruthful with me about something."
            When she didn't deny it, he was convinced she'd been seeing someone else.  His heart lurched at the thought of losing her, but he refused to make things even more difficult by giving vent to his hurt pride.  Unable to totally hide his feeling of betrayal, however, he asked more than a little grimly, "When did it happen?"


Tiffany loves Kyle, and wants to prove to him she can will make a good wife, except she's never tried to keep to a budget before, and she quickly discovers it's much harder than she originally thought.  She knows going to her father is against the rules, but she can't face Kyle's disappointment for the second week in a row, so she breaks the rule, convincing herself she'll make it up in another way. However, when she falls short yet again, she begins to feel like a total failure, and actually bursts into tears when Kyle proposes. Kyle, of course, begins to suspect the worst.


M/F, DD and sexy spankings in rural Connecticut.

If you're 18 or older, you can read the first three chapters at Arrested by Love

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Saturday, June 6, 2015

#SatSpanks - 6/6/15 - A Dom's Dilemma - Not all play is fun and games #BDSM #MedicalPlay


She needed his protection, except he insisted on her honest submission first.

Reading this material at Work could get you spanked.

Welcome to the Saturday Spankings blog hop.  My stories are all M/f with the dominant male determined to protect the woman he cares for and loves, or grows to love, by doing whatever it takes to ensure her safety and continued health.  This includes administering a spanking when she needs one.  

My submission for this week is from my first BDSM novel, A Dom's Dilemma, published by Blushing Books.  I'm picking up exactly where we left off last time.


In this scene, Jim, a former Texan who works as a police detective by day and lives and plays as a Dom by night, is in the Velvet Chains BDSM medical station working with his new submissive, Kelly Franklin.  When Kelly balks, Jim suspects fear, rather than brattiness, is responsible for her reaction.  After giving her repeated opportunities to tell him what's bothering her, he decides to continue with his original agenda.  However, when Kelly discovers he intends to give her an enema, her fear increases exponentially, which validates his suspicions, but doesn't address Kelly's lack of trust or stubborn refusal to obey.  So, after reminding his reluctant sub what BDSM is about, Jim gives her an ultimatum.  Say her safe word or submit to his will.  Kelly agrees to do what he wants, despite the persistent inner voice urging her to run away.  Though Jim's purpose is not to humiliate or punish Kelly, her previous experience with medical BDSM was both embarrassing and painful. When she tells Jim this, he uses extra care and patience with her to coax her through the process. However, what goes in must eventually come out, and Jim is trying to teach Kelly a lesson as well as make sure she is fit for anal play.

  
             "Now," Jim said, running his fingers through her hair again.  "That wasn't so bad, was it?"
            He was right, so Kelly shook her head then noticed his frown.  "No, Sir," she answered correctly.
            "Good girl.  Lots better than last time, right?"
            "Much better, Sir.  A totally different experience."
            "Good.  Any pains?"
            "Only a slight twinge, Sir."
            "Excellent.  I'm gonna wanna move you before they get too bad, but I don't wanna do it too soon, so you need to let me know, darlin'."  She nodded, then winced, so he glanced at his watch.  "You're doin' real good," he praised, putting his hand on her lower stomach.  "Yup, I can feel a whole lot of sloshin' goin' on there.  That tummy sure is fuller than it was before."


Kelly has a past she's not willing to share with anyone, and enemas are a hard limit for her. Unfortunately, she adamantly refuses to say why, so Jim considers the procedure a necessity to ensure his new sub isn't concealing something that could make anal play dangerous for her. Though Jim's been trained and knows what to look for, withholding valuable information from a Dom is never a wise course of action for a sub to take.

M/F, Kinky happenings in rural Connecticut.

If you're 18 or older, you can read the first three chapters at A Dom's Dilemma 

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Friday, June 5, 2015

Frisky Friday - 6/5/15 - Acting Lessons - Certain secrets can end marriages #KissMeKate #Spanking


Peter loved Kate with all his being, but that didn't mean he'd tolerate an ultimatum from her.

Welcome to another offering for Frisky Friday, where we hope you're getting as excited about the weekend as we are.

My submission for this week is from my 5th book, Acting Lessons.

 He was a strict and demanding college professor turned professional director who excelled at giving acting lessons.  She was his shy and uncertain former student who became a professional actress under his tutelage.  They fell in love, married, and won two Tony Awards before tragedy struck and a simple kiss ripped them apart.

After a six month separation, Peter Thorton decides to take matters into his own hands by making his famous wife, Kate, an offer she wouldn't refuse.  Plainly put, he wants her back and he intends to do whatever is necessary to achieve his goal, even if it means giving his stubborn, willful leading lady a daily reminder over his knee that she promised to obey him.


In this scene, which occurs at the beginning of Chapter Four, Peter Thorton is attempting to get his wife ready for a trip to a college camp ground in upper New York, where they will appear together in a summer stock production of "Kiss Me Kate." Kate has agreed to help Peter teach the drama students who have auditioned and been selected personally by him for the course he is teaching. Though Kate isn't sure she can trust Peter with her heart again, since she believes he's been unfaithful to her, she's never stopped loving him. And despite having Domestic Discipline originally play a part in their marriage, their last two years together had them living like polite strangers sharing the same house.

Now, however, they are temporarily reconciled with one small problem.  After suffering two miscarriages, Kate is afraid to try again.  Afraid she'll fail.  Peter understands, but because they both want children, he's against her using birth control.  Unfortunately, Kate doesn't agree.  However, hiding contraceptive sponges in her luggage isn't going to be as easy as she thought, especially when their motherly housekeeper Consuelo enters the room to check on her. Kate does her best to cover the evidence, but Consuelo isn't fooled. Unfortunately, Kate has no choice but to continue with her plan, despite her growing unease


            Consuelo left with a nod, so Kate hurriedly dried her eyes and spread the weight and contents of her belongings between the two suitcases.  The last thing she needed was Peter walking in while she scrambled to move her items about.  She was just closing the second case when firm hands grasped her waist from behind and warm lips pressed against her neck.
            Letting out a gasp, Kate gave a guilty start.  Peter promptly turned her to face him.
            "You're awfully nervous.  Is….  You've been crying.  What's wrong?"
            "Nothing," she answered, her laugh a little too bright.  "Consuelo and I just took a walk down memory lane, and it made me sad.  That's all."
            He frowned, as if he didn't believe her, but stroked her hair and back.  "If Consuelo was here, why are you packing?  I asked her to help you."
            "She did, but when I discovered I'd forgotten a couple of items, I finished up by myself."
            His dark, intense eyes regarded her intently.  The man could be a mind reader at times, so she held her breath.  Finally, he nodded.  "Are you ready now?"
            Slowly letting out a sigh of relief, she gave a quick nod.  "Yup.  All packed and ready."
            He glanced at her collection of two suitcases, garment bag, make-up case and other essentials.  "Hmm.  I guess I should consider this reasonable for you, considering we'll be gone for six weeks.  Good thing we've got a large trunk."
            Kate smiled weakly in agreement as Peter called for William.  Once William had the car packed, Peter checked a final time to make sure his employees knew how to reach them, then he assisted Kate into the passenger side and they were off.



Though Kate harbors some guilt about using a contraceptive against Peter's wishes, especially one that he could possibly ingest, she feels he has no right to dictate whether or not she can prevent pregnancy. However, attempting to keep a secret like that, from a husband who's determined to ensure you take good care of yourself, carries its own risks.  And risks incur casualties.

M/F, DD and a staged production of Kiss Me, Kate.

If you're 18 or older, you can read the first three chapters at Acting Lessons


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Wednesday, June 3, 2015

#MFRWHooks - 6/3/15 - A Simple Misunderstanding - An abused woman, injured animal and a vet #CorbinsBend #Spanking


It's Book Hooks Wednesday!  Yay!  And I'm sharing another excerpt from my new spanking romance in the Corbin's Bend series, A Simple Misunderstanding.  It's sequel, Past Interference is included in the Love in the Rockies anthology.

He came to her rescue when she needed him most, almost to lose her when she disobeyed him.


In this scene, which occurs near the beginning of Chapter Six, Eleanor Benson (Elly) is asleep in intensive care, recovering from surgery after she's been attacked by her husband.  Gerald Douglas (Jerry), who feels responsible for Elly's condition, has remained posted at her bedside in ICU when his friend Brent calls to inform him he called Elly's husband to let him know where she was. Though Jerry understands Brent's reasoning, he wants Elly safe. So, after she's spent her first night in the hospital, he checks in with Elly's nurse to get an update on her condition.


“Her wound is draining well, though her abdomen is still swollen. She said she fell. Do you know what happened?”
“I don’t have the details, yet. I was hoping she might have told one of you,” Jerry admitted.
Karen shook her head. “No. She keeps saying the accident was her fault, but she repeatedly asks if we’ve heard anything about Muffin. Is that her daughter?”
“Not in a literal sense. Muffin is her poodle.”
“Ahh.” Karen nodded and made a note.
“When she’s more awake, I’ll let her know Muffin’s condition.”
“Was the dog hurt, too?”
“Unfortunately. Whatever happened, both of them were injured. Thanks for answering my questions.” 

 

Jerry is determined to protect Elly from her abusive husband, but even he needs to get a little sleep from time-to-time.



M/F Domestic Discipline in Colorado.

Blurb:

Though Arthur and Eleanor Benson have been practicing domestic discipline for three months since their wedding, he insists moving to Corbin's Bend, where domestic discipline is the norm rather than the exception, will revitalize their marriage. Elly has doubts, but since Arthur is the undisputed head of their household, they move. However, once Arthur becomes immersed in a community where spanking is not only permitted, but encouraged, his personality undergoes a dramatic change. Accusing his submissive wife of being lazy, disorganized and disobedient, he employs creative methods of pain and humiliation to mold Elly from the imperfect woman he married into the perfect woman he desires. And Elly finds herself a virtual prisoner in her own home, accountable only to the man who rules her life with a cane.

In his years as a vet, Jerry Douglas has seen what abuse does to animals, and he recognizes those same signs in Elly Benson during her daily escape to the dog park with her tiny poodle. Jerry steadfastly supports the tenets of domestic discipline and enjoys the freedom Corbin's Bend offers its residents, but he remains fiercely protective of anyone in need of a champion. And when he witnesses evidence of harsh handling, his instinct is to rush in and rescue. Problem is Elly Benson is a married and consenting adult who insists all her bruises and welts are nothing more than a simple misunderstanding between her and her husband, until the day Arthur Benson takes his authority and discipline one-step too far, endangering Elly's life.


Muffin
A Simple Misunderstanding is available at the following locations both as an eBook and in print.

I also have a page on my web site where I am offering a sample of the first three chapters. If you're interested, visit either the Spanking Romance or A Simple Misunderstanding page in the Over 18 section of my website.

A Simple Misunderstanding is currently the only full novel (vs. novella) in the Corbin's Bend line up, and it's receiving some excellent reviews on the Blushing site.

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Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Guest Post - 6/2/15 - The Alpha's Hunger by Renee Rose #Shifter #SpankingRomance




Excerpt:

He didn’t touch her. “Go to bed, Ashley,” he said, sounding tired.
Determination made her brave. “Fuck you,” she ventured.
In less than a second she found herself pinned to the bed by a solid hand at her nape, and her panties down. Ben hadn’t even moved from his place, he simply twisted in his seat to hold her captive.
“I think you must want another spanking,” he said.
“Yes,” she panted.
She heard him suck in his breath. He didn’t move. He didn’t lessen the grip on the back of her neck, but he didn’t spank her either.
She remained perfectly still.
Then his palm fell on her ass, fast and furious. She tried to keep still, since she had asked for it, but that only lasted a few moments before the sting set in. Then, she wriggled and bucked, twisted and clenched to dodge the punishing blows.
She bit her lips to keep from crying out. She didn’t want him to stop. She wanted it all—everything he had to give. Her bottom warmed under his hand, the initial sting fading after twenty or so spanks, turning into a delicious burn as he continued. It hurt, but it also felt good. She craved each stinging slap as it fell on her bare ass. She offered herself up to him, surrendered to his dominance. A pulsing heat grew in her sex, fueling the coil of need within her.
Abruptly, he stopped and released her.
She waited in tingling anticipation, opening her legs wider in a clear invitation.
“Go to bed,” he repeated.
It felt like cold water thrown in her face. For a moment, she couldn’t breathe, the indignity of being spanked and sent to bed too much. But desire made her bold. She scrambled off the bed and climbed over him, straddling his waist and pushing her breasts in his face.
His face twisted, as if in pain. “Don’t,” he grated. Yet one of his hands was already crushing her breast, the other kneading her ass. His grip was bruising, demanding, almost painful. She smashed her body against his, wanting more. His hot mouth landed on her hardened nipple, biting through her bra. Both nipples tightened, tingling for his touch. Her pussy clenched in eager spasms.
He shifted his grip, clamping one arm around her waist and reaching for her pussy with his free hand, rubbing over the silk gusset of her panties.
She lurched at the shock of contact with her most sensitive area, but he held her in place, his fingers slipping inside to slide roughly along her weeping slit.
“Ben,” she groaned.
He dipped two fingers inside her and at the same time, shoved her t-shirt up and yanked it off her with one hand. As his fingers twisted and thrust inside her, he yanked down one side of her bra. His lips fell on her nipple, teeth grazed, tongue flicked as he tugged the bra down to her waist.
Her fingers fumbled with the clasp and she tossed it to the floor.
He thrust his fingers inside her again, hitting her g-spot and making her legs lose all strength. If he hadn’t been holding her up, she would have collapsed to the floor. But he didn’t slow down, he kept finger-fucking her until he had her dancing on his lap, the penetration sending her hips into fantastic gyrations. His cock bulged in his jeans beneath her, impressive in size. She wrapped her arms around his neck, clinging to him for stability as he made her squirm with overpowering need. Just as she was about to come, he withdrew his fingers, still wet from her juices, and pressed one against her anus.
She jerked, trying to hide it from him. He held her fast, pushing insistently as his other hand came from the front. He shoved two fingers—oh God, was that three? inside her pussy, as one digit breached her back hole.
She bit into his shirt and screamed through closed teeth, holding still.
No one had touched her back hole before. Mess with the bull, you get the horns. Ashley had known Ben Stone would be intense, but she hadn’t expected things to go this way, this fast.
He alternated penetration—first thrusting into her pussy, then her ass, filling her, stretching her, sending her over the edge. Her eyes rolled back in her head, she mewled and yarled like a cat in heat, completely out of control.
The sensations cascaded through her—pussy, clit and anus all hit with stimulation at once. She arched, shoving her breast against his mouth. The moment, he sucked her nipple back into his mouth with a hard pull, she came apart. Throwing her head back, her body bucked on its own accord when the climax began to rock through her. The room spun and her skin burned, scorched in every place Ben Stone touched her.
Before she’d caught her breath, her reality tipped and she found herself on the bed, with Ben easing his fingers out of her. His face held none of the relaxation she experienced, his eyebrows drawn together in pain. 




Blurb:

When she took a short rest on the floor of her cubicle while working late, the last thing Ashley Bell expected was to wake up with the company’s notoriously hard-assed owner and CEO, Ben Stone, standing over her. The offer of a ride home is a bigger surprise, but the biggest shock of all comes when Ben asks her to work for him as his personal assistant.

Despite some misgivings about his intentions, Ashley accepts the position, but she has barely started the job when a phone call turns her life on its head. Her twin sister has been kidnapped, and the price for her life is Ashley’s help in a secret plot to destroy Ben’s company. But she soon discovers that Ben has a far more terrifying secret of his own.

From the moment he first crossed paths with Ashley, the beautiful young human from marketing, Ben has been consumed by her. When her life is threatened by his enemies he casts aside caution and fights with the rage of a beast defending his mate. Not sure he can trust her, yet determined to protect her, Ben kidnaps Ashley, planning to keep her under his watch for as long as necessary.

Ashley is none too happy with the situation, but a hard bare-bottom spanking changes her attitude… and leaves her begging for more. Though Ben knows a human girl is no match for the fearsome lusts of an alpha wolf, she ignites in him a hunger he can barely contain. Can he resist the urge to mark her as his own and take her harder than she can imagine?

Publisher’s Note: The Alpha’s Hunger contains spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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