#SatSpanks 11/8/14 A Brush of Violet #CorbinsBend

Welcome to my stop on the Saturday Spankings Blog hop! This is my first Saturday Spanks since the release of my debut novella A Brush of Violet, the third book of the Corbin's Bend series second season. I am still riding high! This has definitely been a very special experience for me. When you're done reading today's snippet take a minute to visit this post to enter to win a $10 Amazon gift card! Today I'm sharing a little snippet from Violet's first disciplinary spanking. The Corbin's Bend blog is hosting me today as well for SS, so take a minute to visit there to read the first eight sentences of this scene! Also, tomorrow night Spanking Romance Reviews is hosting my release party! For more details and the link to the party visit the bottom of this page. I hope to see you there!

     “When we agreed on the rules, did you agree or not to refrain from taking work calls on the weekends?” he asked as he stood to walk a little ways behind her.

     She heard the jingle of his belt as he unfastened it sending shivers down her spine. “Yes, sir, I agreed.” Her voice came out muffled from where she had buried her head in her arms again. She gasped as she heard his belt come free of its loops with a whoosh.

     “And what did we agree would be the consequences?” The authority in his voice caused her to melt with desire and quake with fear in equal measures.

Synopsis

High powered business woman, Violet Walker, has long left her artistic days behind. That is until her best friend, Everleigh Harris, invites her to Corbin's Bend for an art festival. What Everleigh doesn't know is that Violet hasn't been able to paint a single brush stroke since turning her back on her submissive desires and spanking needs in college. When she meets charismatic and drop dead gorgeous Charles her world is turned completely upside down. Will Violet, overworked, burnt out, and in denial of her deepest wants and desires, be able to surrender when love knocks on her door?   

Charles Robinson, President of the discipline Board in Corbin’s Bend and longtime resident, adores the community he lives in and the freedom it provides for all who live there. Raised in a traditional family; love and discipline are a way of life for him. There’s nothing he wants more than a marriage just like his parents where spanking and romance go hand in hand, even if that means holding out for true love. Is Violet just the kind of woman he’s looking for?

Will Violet risk the life she’s built for herself in blood, sweat, and tears for the undeniable connection she has with Charles, the utter bliss and contentment she feels when she’s over his lap? Can Charles convince Violet she really can have it all? Will this trip be just what she needs to rekindle all that she has lost since joining the corporate world?

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#SatSpanks 11/1/14 A Brush of Violet #CorbinsBend

 

Welcome to my stop on the Saturday Spankings blog hop! With my brand spanking new novel, A Brush of Violet, coming out on November 5th I will be sharing small teasers to put us all in the mood! If you're interested in longer snippets starting at the beginning of the book, be sure to check out my WIP It Up Wednesday posts!

     He feverishly explored her body as she explored his. She worked his belt buckle loose as
he yanked her sweater over her head. Sliding her hand into his open pants, she found his long
warm manhood and caressed his balls, running her hands up and down his length, reveling in the
silky smooth texture. Shockwaves shot deep within her womb when his skilled fingers finally
found his way to her hot core. She moaned, thrashing her head as he gently rubbed her clitoris
with one hand and tweaked her nipple with the other.
     “God, you’re so wet,” he groaned.
     She grabbed at the waistband of his pants trying desperately to get them down. “I need
you inside me now.”
     “Here, let me help you with that,” he said with a grin, pulling them the rest of the way off
and quickly donning a condom.

A Brush of Violet

                                
Length: Novella
Genre: DD/spanking erotic romance
Series: Corbin's Bend

                               

High powered business woman, Violet Walker, has long left her artistic days behind. That is until her best friend, Everleigh Harris, invites her to Corbin's Bend for an art festival. What Everleigh doesn't know is that Violet hasn't been able to paint a single brush stroke since turning her back on her submissive desires and spanking needs in college. When she meets charismatic and drop dead gorgeous Charles her world is turned completely upside down. Will Violet, overworked, burnt out, and in denial of her deepest wants and desires, be able to surrender when love knocks on her door?

Charles Robinson, President of the discipline Board in Corbin’s Bend and longtime resident, adores the community he lives in and the freedom it provides for all who live there. Raised in a traditional family; love and discipline are a way of life for him. There’s nothing he wants more than a marriage just like his parents where spanking and romance go hand in hand, even if that means holding out for true love. Is Violet just the kind of woman he’s looking for?

Will Violet risk the life she’s built for herself in blood, sweat, and tears for the undeniable connection she has with Charles, the utter bliss and contentment she feels when she’s over his lap? Can Charles convince Violet she really can have it all? Will this trip be just what she needs to rekindle all that she has lost since joining the corporate world?

Coming November 2014

Featuring Tara Finnegan's His Forever Summer

Today I'm talking about Tara Finnegan's new Corbin's Bend release, His Forever Summer. It's the book we've all been waiting for! Carla has been a grade A bitch throughout season one, the character you love to hate. So I'm guessing there are a few who would like to see the witch get her comeuppance. Does Kieran man up? Of course he does. He's eaten across with jealousy at the thought of someone else disciplining her, seeing her bare, touching her. And if the only way to prevent that is to do it himself, well then, he's man enough to do it! Here's a little snippet of that spanking.

     “Not a very pretty litany, is it?” he said with a sigh when she was done. Carla shook her head while looking at the floor. “Look at me! I expect a reply when I ask you a question. You asked for this discipline. The least I expect is the courtesy of an answer. Don’t make me remind you again.”

     “No, sir,” she quickly agreed. Why the hell did she call him sir? She hadn’t meant to. Once again, she had wished she had stuck with her original plan of the professional. There was no way in hell he could possibly have made her feel as small as Kieran did.

     “Jim says you shouldn’t be allowed safe-word for a punishment, but I’ve never done this before so in the event of an emergency, shout Methon, okay?”

Instinctively, Carla nodded her reply but she caught sight of Kieran’s face.

     “Methon, got it,” she quickly added.

     “Come up here,” he instructed.

     To Carla’s surprise, Kieran held out his hand to help her. The simple act of kindness touched her all the more because she knew how upset he was at her actions to his family. It felt soft but strong as he pulled her to her feet. And big. She gulped. This was it.

She had no idea what to expect, but he guided her in place across his knee, an intimacy that was totally unanticipated. He fixed her position so her torso was on the bed at a slight angle so her feet could touch the ground. The first few swats weren’t so bad. It was as if he was finding his way. Stingy but bearable. Almost too soft. Carla was doubting he would quite drive his point home. The slaps rapidly increased in speed as his confidence grew and before long, Carla was wriggling and writhing to escape the fall of his hand as the heat accumulated and spread. Although still not unbearably hard, he was getting every part of her bottom through her thin panties and the cumulative effect was taking its toll. The seams of her underwear scratched against her scorched skin on the impact of his hand, making it feel like razor blades were cutting through her skin. Carla was now shouting her apologies but he just continued over and over. Swat after swat raining down. She was relieved when he ceased.

     Her relief was short lived though. She felt him fumbling beside her legs, grabbing out her Corbin’s Bend paddle. She felt him tugging at her panties and she died a death as she realized she was now fully exposed. First her bad deeds, now her bottom were laid bare.

His Forever Summer 

Carla Methon has tread on a lot of toes, men’s and women’s alike. But no one could be more dissatisfied with Carla than the lady herself. With a compunction to throw herself at every man within a three mile radius and a serious case of foot in mouth disease, Carla knows she is in desperate need of being taken in hand before she does any more damage to her reputation. 


Kieran O’Brien needs to escape a broken relationship and he invites himself to spend a summer with his brother in Corbin’s Bend. But Kieran is a totally unsuspecting vanilla with no idea of the ethos of the community he is about to enter. 

The pair strike up an unlikely friendship of vanilla and spice, with one stipulation – it is only a summer fling. By the time Kieran boards his flight to return to Ireland he wishes his summer could last forever. Can he find the courage, not only to admit the extent of his feelings, but to take on the role Carla so desperately needs him to be? 

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Tara Finnegan:

The accidental writer, that's me!
A lot of writers will tell you that they dreamed of being a writer for years and were making up stories from they were knee high to a grasshopper. And a lot of them loved English class.
I dodged all forms of essay (not even bothering to look for an original or plausible excuse) and entertained myself and by poor desk mate during my English classes by very rudely paraphrasing and taking the mickey out of Francis Bacon...yep, looking back, that's probably when I should have had my first good spanking. If not for wasting my own education, then surely for distracting my misfortunate neighbour.
Then I started an affair with my computer, so much so that I nearly had to be surgically removed from it. And what's an affair without a good measure of hot sex and erotic spanking? 

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