Monday, January 26, 2015

Cover Reveal: Protective Custody #spanking


I'm thrilled to announce that Protective Custody, a book that's been a little while in the making, is ready! Blurb finalized, cover perfected, ready for release tomorrow, Tuesday the 27th of January! I'll leave you with the blurb today and share a sexy little piece tomorrow...Enjoy!

When Skye Madden is caught trespassing at an exclusive ski resort while trying to support herself as a tabloid photographer, she is stunned to discover that her childhood crush, Aidan Hastings, is the head of security. More shocking still, Aidan tells her in no uncertain terms that if she is found snooping around the resort again, he’ll take her over his knee and give her a spanking she’ll never forget.

When her boss sends her back to the same resort a year later on another assignment, Skye can’t help but remember Aidan’s warning, but a spanking quickly becomes the least of her worries after she gets lost on the mountain. While trying to find her way back, things go from bad to worse when she witnesses a cold-blooded murder, and she is left with no choice but to confess everything to Aidan. Worst of all, it appears that the murder is connected to the Russian mob.

Aidan decides he’s taking no chances with his best friend’s little sister, a girl he’s never been able to forget. As a former special agent, he is more than ready to do whatever is needed to keep her safe, even if that means taking her into hiding in an isolated cabin, whether she likes it or not. But Skye Madden has grown even more stubborn and headstrong than he remembered, and he soon realizes it will take quite a bit more than just a bare-bottom spanking to bring her in line.

Even with her world collapsing around her, Skye wonders how she can let this man—someone who has a place called a “punishment room” in his house, on top of everything else—start to claim her heart again. Can she learn to trust her firm protector, or will she take matters into her own hands and put her life in even greater danger?


Publisher’s Note: Protective Custody is an erotic novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

** I have shared a couple of excerpts from the book over the last month. If you'd like to read them, here are the links. Note, they were unedited at that point. Excerpt 1 and excerpt 2.

Friday, January 23, 2015

Jackson's Justice by Maddie Taylor

I have Maddie Taylor here today with Jackson's Justice, the (stand alone) follow up to Marshall's Law. 

The Blurb

Twenty-year-old Jenny Harper has been in love with Heath Jackson since the day she saw him leap from a galloping horse to save an old woman when she was eleven years old. Over the years, Jenny has watched the women swarm around Heath, but she has her heart set on him and she is not one to give up easily. One way or another, she will show Heath she is a grown woman, ready for a husband, not the child he remembers tagging along after his younger brother.

Unfortunately for Jenny, ever since he was left at the altar by a foolish girl who ran off to marry a wealthy old man, Heath Jackson has sworn off marriage, preferring instead the company of widows and saloon girls. And in any case, though he has secretly lusted after her for years, as far as Heath is concerned Jenny is too young, too much like family, and too eager to wed.

But when tragedy strikes, putting more on Jenny’s shoulders than she can bear, her only hope of saving her family home lies in marrying quickly. Can Heath sit back while other men vie for her affections? Can he bear to watch in silence as she chooses a weakling when she desperately needs a strong man like him, one who will keep her safe and give her the sound discipline she needs when her impulsive ways place her in danger? Or will he stand up and claim what should be his, even if it means risking his heart again?

Publisher’s Note: Jackson’s Justice is a largely stand-alone sequel to Marshal’s Law. It is a full-length erotic romance novel that contains sexual scenes and spankings, including domestic discipline in a historical setting. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Excerpt

“You had your pa wrapped around your little finger growing up, I’ll bet,” Heath murmured as his hands went to her waist and released the top button of her pants. “You’ll find I’m not so easily fooled.”
Taken aback, she stared at his face, which was now very determined. How had he known? While she attempted to make sense of what was happening, he had the last button undone and began tugging down her pants. Snapped out of her stupefaction, her hands went to his as she shook her head vehemently.
“Heath, you can’t.”
“You know than I can, Jenny. It behooves you to cooperate. Fight me on this and you’ll likely be jumping from the frying pan into the fire. You’re getting spanked.” He tugged and the denim slipped down an inch, but she yanked it back up.
His brows gathered in a fierce frown, but his voice remained steady. “Move your hands. These jeans are coming down so you feel every swat.”
“No, you don’t understand,” she whispered, thoroughly mortified.
He tilted his head, suddenly curious. “What don’t I understand, darlin’?”
She closed her eyes, having no other option but to admit her shame. “I’m not wearing any drawers underneath.”





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Author bio:

An author of erotic romance, Maddie is a lifelong reader who became a romance junkie as a teen with her first romance novel, The Wolf and the Dove by Kathleen Woodiwiss. From then on, she was hooked, and gobbled up everything she could get her hands on, whether contemporary, historical, paranormal or sci-fi. If there was romance to be found between a strong alpha male, and a sassy, adventurous and oftimes defiant yet loving woman, Maddie was all over it. As an author, she stays true to those themes writing steamy erotic romance, with a side of kink, and adding elements of intrigue, danger and suspense to her plots. 


Maddie started writing as a hobby. Her stories stayed private while she raised a family and worked full time as a registered nurse. It wasn't until 2012 that she decided to take the plunge and submit her first book for publication: Captain My Captain. She went on to publish eleven novels the first year.



She's still juggling writing with her day job. You'll find her working at her laptop into the wee hours of the morning, or scribbling plot ideas into the notebook she always keeps handy, and working out the details of a scene while floating around in her pool with a lemon drop in hand. Don't be surprised if you see her pulling over on the side of the road searching frantically for pen and paper in order to capture an idea for a scene that popped into her mind, because as Maddie says, her best ideas always come when her hands are full or if there isn't a pen in a five-mile radius.

Friday, January 9, 2015

A Saturday Spanking For You #satspanks

It's that time again...Saturday Spankings! And somehow I remembered to put my post up so I'm celebrating. Today I'm sharing a piece from an upcoming book which is in the midsts of being titled, covered and line edited. I remember when I used to be in a rush for these things but these days I'm much more relaxed so I have no release date to share, but I imagine in the coming week or two. I shared a piece of this a week ago for WIP IT UP Wednesday and today I'm sharing eight dirty little sentences along with a pic of Joe Manganiello just because I think he's hot and he's how Aidan looks in my head. I do see a little hair peeking out of his pants I kind of wish I couldn't see but I'm sure he keeps things managed down there... 

"You didn't suck me properly earlier, Skye," he said, slowly pressing into her. "I'd like to see you suck my cock properly, take it deep into your throat, I'd like to see your face with my cock stuffed in your mouth, watch you as I come down your throat and you swallow ever last drop of my cum."
"Aidan…" she was going to explode.
"Are you ready to kneel before me and take my cock into your mouth?" he asked, reaching to undo the bonds at her wrists.
"Yes. Oh, yes…" she said.
"Are you going to swallow my cum?" he asked, undoing the restraints at her legs.
"Yes, sir."
"And what should we do if you spill?" he asked, gripping her by her hair and sliding her down onto her knees.

"Punish me, sir," she said.
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The Daddy’s Girl Series – Age Play Optional: Guest Post by Normandie Alleman

Normandie Alleman has a brand new release in her Daddy's Girl Series and she's here today to talk AP vs. Daddy Dom and share a sexy little scene with us! Here she is:

A few months ago it came to my attention that some of my writer friends hadn’t read any of the books in my Daddy’s Girl Series because they weren’t into age play. “Hmm,” I thought. “I’m not either. The closest I get to role playing a younger age would be wearing a schoolgirl outfit, which I do find rather hot. And I wear a lot of knee socks, but my characters don’t behave like “littles” – there’s no coloring, no bottles, diapers, or stuffed animals…

The Daddy’s Girl Series is about a group of girls who gravitate towards Daddy Dom/little girl relationships. These books focus on the Daddy Dom/little girl relationship dynamic which is characterized by protective, nurturing, caring behavior of the Dom towards his sub. He cherishes and adores his little girl. She may act like a grown woman, (like the characters in my books), or she may pretend to be younger, which is considered age play, but in either case, her “Daddy” makes her feel special. His role is to guide her, keep her safe, and sometimes even spoil her. A little girl is the center of her Daddy’s world, and he is the center of hers.

Childish or regressed behavior on the part of the little girl is optional. Some DD/lg couples engage in age play, while others do not. In my books the main thing is the girls refer to their lovers as “Daddy.” If that squicks you out, you probably won’t like my Daddy’s Girls books, but if the idea of being the center of your man’s world turns you on – you just might like them. Here’s a sample from my new release, Poor Little Daddy’s Girl:

Charmaine robotically fastened her seat belt, dazed from the passionate kiss Hunter had just planted on her. Whew, her legs had gone all Jell-O on her, and she’d been afraid she might slide to the ground. A side effect from her concussion last weekend or pure lust? Difficult to determine.
“Where will you take me next?” Usually she would have told him where she wanted to go, but for some reason, tonight it pleased her to let Hunter take charge of their evening.
“I thought we could go back to my place. You still haven’t received that punishment I owe you.” He raised his eyebrows suggestively.
Her heart sunk. A punishment? That didn’t sound like a fun time at all. She was no pain slut, and she had a feeling he would inflict some pain if given the opportunity. Using her safe word was always an option. Nah, she couldn’t have him thinking he was too much for her.
“Fine,” she said, trying to keep her voice as neutral as possible.
When they got to his place they took the rattle-y old elevator to his apartment. Once inside, Charmaine felt the buzz of happiness. His place was growing on her.
“Why don’t you go into the bedroom and take off your clothes,” Hunter said as casually as if he asked her to hand him a paper towel.
“Just like that?” she asked in a voice that dripped sarcasm.
“Just like that.”
Her heart rate sped up. How arrogant could he be, just assuming she was going to get naked for him? Who did he think he was? Clearly he didn’t know she had considered standing him up tonight.
“You should at least offer me a drink,” she snipped.
“I’m sorry. Where are my manners? Would you like some water, Charmaine?”
“Water?” She crossed her arms over her chest. “I was thinking beer or some wine…”
“I’m sure you were but you’ve had enough to drink tonight, tiger.”
“You’re an ass, you know that?” she asked, pressing her lips together in anger.
“So I’ve been told. Do you want some water or not?”
“Ugh. Fine, I’ll take some, but I’m not getting undressed!” She huffed loudly and went to sit in the ugly recliner, trying to shut out the pictures in her head of the way he’d pleasured her there. She wanted to stay mad at him.
He brought her a glass of water with two ice cubes in it. She took a sip then set the glass down on the coffee table. Hunter tilted her chin up toward him. “Hey,” he said.
She gave him a pronounced pout. “What?”
“Don’t be like that,” he chided her.
“Like what?” she said, sticking her lower lip out as far as it could go.
“All pouty and bratty, like a naughty little girl.”
“Why? What will you do?” she said, her interest growing.
“I might have to spank you with my belt.”
“With your belt?” Her blue eyes grew huge.
He nodded. “Now, please go into the bedroom and take off your clothes. If you don’t want to take off your top you may leave on your blouse, but off with your skirt and no panties.”
The way he’d taken control of the situation, firmly yet gently, captivated her. “Well, since you asked nicely…” she said and went into the bedroom where she took off all of her clothes. Unsure what to do next, she lay down on her tummy on the bed.
She heard him come into the room, then heard the “ziiiiiiip” as he yanked his belt out of his belt loops. No one had ever hit her with a belt before, and she wasn’t sure she could take it. Remember you have a safe word—Kimberly’s advice rang in her ears, and she took a deep breath. Breathing always helped her get through a spanking.
“Charmaine, what are you being punished for?”
She wanted to roll her eyes and offer a smartass retort, but she squashed her obnoxious side and answered dutifully, “For not following your instructions after the car wreck.”
“That is correct. Anything else?”
“Being bratty?”
“Exactly.”
She lay there, quietly on the bed for several minutes trying not to tense up her muscles, a challenge since any second she anticipated a leather strap would wallop her butt.
Then it came. The impact of the belt cracking against her buttocks. Ouch! It hurt, but not as badly as she’d expected. She exhaled and reminded herself not to hold her breath.
Another swat came down, this time she could actually feel the supple texture of the leather against her backside. It made an impression that was both pleasurable and painful at the same time. She writhed on the bed, eager to experience more.
“See? It’s not so bad is it?”
“No, sir.”
Thwap! The slapping sound resonated throughout the room.
Thwap! The lashes were beginning to sting. She imagined her bottom must be turning pink by this point, and she was getting wetter as her arousal built.
Thwack! That one hit lower on her ass and she prayed he wouldn’t go onto her thighs. Thigh spankings could be killers.
Fortunately, Hunter was no sadist, and he kept his swats to her rear end.
His smacks were starting to burn, and now she made a small cry with each one.
He must have realized she was getting close to her limit because with one final whack he asked, “What have you learned from this?”
“To listen to what you say, do what you ask, and not be bratty.”
He sat down heavy on the bed next to her. “That about sums it up.” He curled his body next to her and rubbed his palm over her reddened flesh which now felt like it was on fire. His caresses served as a salve, mitigating the pain, and she moved to press her naked body against his clothed one.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she said playfully.
“You’re welcome, Kitten.”
She stroked his cheek with her hand. “Kitten?”
“Yeah. You’re a tiger most of the time, but when I tame you, you turn into the most adorable little kitten.” Her heart fluttered in her chest, and her pussy throbbed with need. At that moment there was nothing in the entire world she wanted more than to be his kitten.

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Author Bio: A former psychologist, Normandie has always been fascinated by human behavior. She loves writing quirky characters that are all too human. Fiber arts, baking, and Pinterest are a few of her favorite pastimes. She lives on a farm with a passel of kids, an adorable husband, and a pet pig who’s crazy for Red Bull.
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