Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Sneak Peak Snippet & Cover Reveal! A Brush of Violet #WipItUp @CorbinsBend 9/17/14



Welcome to my stop on the WIP It Up Wednesday 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! I'm going to start at the beginning and post a little each week until release day. If you're interested in going straight to the spanking scenes, be sure to check out my posts on the Saturday Spankings Blog Hop which I began this last Saturday.

I'm really excited to reveal my very first cover of my very first book! It arrived in my email last night! I love the new design for season two of Corbin's Bend! The Autumn colors are gorgeous! Without further ado........here it is!




Arms filled to brimming with client files, Violet stumbled into the house. She kicked the door shut behind her with the back of her high heel. Tripping forward, she aimed for the nearest flat surface where she dumped everything in a heap. Success. Not waiting another second to slip out of her heels, she flung them off in the general direction of the entryway closet. The cold ceramic floor soothed her aching feet bringing blessed relief. She glanced up at the wrought iron wall clock.  Ten o’clock already! Her stomach grumbled in protest. Trying to assuage her angry stomach she padded barefooted into the kitchen to dig up something for dinner.
Her eye caught on the cabernet beside the stove. Wine first then dinner, she decided, popping the cork off of the open bottle to pour her favorite red wine. Pausing to allow the aroma to hit her olfactory receptors, she felt instant relaxation. She took a slow sip before she turned to pop some leftovers into the microwave. 
 The faint ring of her cell phone came from the mound of belongings she had just dumped on the table. Running over, she dug through the pile until she realized her purse had been knocked under the table. Grabbing it, she tunneled through her purse, finding her phone at last at the very bottom.  “Hello,” she answered, panting and gasping for air.
 Her childhood friend Everleigh’s curious voice sounded on the line, “Um, did I catch you in the middle of a marathon or something? A pregnant pause and then, “Oh shit! I didn’t interrupt you in the middle of um, extra-curricular activities, did I?”
 Violet laughed heartily. “No, Ever, there’s virtually no chance of that. So ease your worried mind.” She chuckled some more as she caught her breath. “I literally just walked in the door and lost my phone in the mad dash to get out of my heels.”
 “Woman, do you ever rest? Two hours until midnight and you’re just getting home?” Ever asked, incredulous. “I’m exhausted just thinking about your schedule.”
 “What? This is normal for me,” she admitted.  
 “I know, which is why I’m calling so late. You don’t think I call my other friends at this hour do you?”
 “Um, I’m guessing no,” Violet responded as the microwave beeped to indicate dinner was ready. She pulled it out and took it to the couch to settle in.
 “Actually, I called because I have some really good news,” her friend said excitement bursting from her.
 Violet pulled the throw blanket off the back of the couch and tucked it around her. “Awesome, do tell.”
 “I just got news that Corbin’s Bend has agreed to put on a huge art fair. I got it approved today.”
  “That’s amazing news!” she gushed along with her friend. “How did you pull that off?” she asked, having no doubt that if anyone could it was Ever.
 “It is, and I’m ecstatic! I’ve envisioned this since I first moved here and put feelers out not long after that in hopes to garner interest,” Ever continued breathless in her excitement. “I’ve already sparked the attention of several nationally known artists who will be coming to put on demonstrations and have booths of their own.” Excitement bubbled over in her voice. “I wasn’t sure if there would be enough community support, but everyone seems to be on board.”
 “Holy smokes, girl! This really is going to be huge isn’t it? It sounds like you are completely in your element.”
 “Yes, it is and that’s why I need your help,” she said. “Between the two of us we have the knowhow and the history to make this festival a real success,” Ever rushed on, not allowing her to get one word in edgewise. Violet picked little red balls of fabric from the blanket as she listened. “Besides,” Ever went on, “Rob’s going to be gone on that business trip overseas, so the timing could not be more perfect for the two of us to get together and do what we’ve always done best. Violet, dust off some of your old artwork and come enjoy something you haven’t in a long time. It will be like old times,” Ever appealed. “You are so talented. I want to show you off. It’s been so long since you’ve done anything creative and I know you need a break. Plus I miss you,” she rambled. “This is the perfect time for you to come up and visit me.”
 Memories swirled inside her head. Violet and Ever had grown up together, living and breathing art. In fact, they had headed up a city beautification project enlisting art students and professionals alike to take part in their project. In their senior year of high school they had even helped head up a committee working toward building an art district for the city nearby. It had been a huge success and she was sure that was what Everleigh was referring to.
 But times had changed. While Everleigh has gone on to make art a career, with tremendous pressure from her mom and a failed relationship her first year in college, Violet had traded her paint brushes for a briefcase and went corporate instead. Anxiety curled in her gut. Did she even have it anymore? She had not picked up a paint brush in years. 



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





Available only until October 3, 2014. Special pre-release package price on all NINE books in the Second Season of Corbin's Bend at 33% discount. (Regular price: 44.91 - Discount price - 29.99) Nine great full-length books by nine of our most popular authors at a serious discount. Package includes invitation to a private Facebook party with great prizes. 





Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Tuesday Tantalizations - 9/16/14

Today is the start of a new feature on my blog called Tuesday Tantalization's. Every Tuesday I will post hot spanking teasers to get our juices flowing. I don't know what it is about the belt that makes my heart speed up and my knees go weak, but even an innocent jingle causes me to swoon.


The idea of my husband loosening his tie, rolling up his shirt sleeves, and pulling his belt from it's loops to give me the spanking I so richly deserve, sends shivers down my spine and causes my whole body tingle in anticipation. 


The thought of  his buckle jingling as he unfastens his belt, the whoosh of leather sliding from it's loops, the sound of it swishing through the air, and the crack as it strikes my upturned flesh fills my fantasies and makes me feverish for it to happen.





Mmm, yummy! Now I need a cold shower or better yet, maybe I need to show my husband this post!

Which implement takes up the most room in your fantasies?


Monday, September 15, 2014

School's In Session Boxed Set - Detention With Professor Black by Dinah McLeod

After the amazing time I had at the End of Summer Spanks: Last Flings; Lessons Learned Blog Hop & reading the very strict and sexy snippets from the newly released School's in Session boxed set I knew I had to delve in deeper. So, for the next week I will feature one book from the set until we have delved a little deeper into every book! I know I can't wait to read each and every one of them! Today's feature is Dinah McLeod, Detention With Professor Black. Read the blurb, read the excerpt, and if you've read the book please share what you think!

Detention With Professor Black By Dinah McLeod

Blurb:
Michelle Johnson has been down on her luck for the past year and life only seems to be getting worse. First, she's diagnosed with cancer, then she loses her job, her apartment and her boyfriend of six years one after the other. Now she has to move back in with the father that abandoned her after her parents' divorce. Life just couldn't get any worse.

That's what she thought, until the only teaching position she can find is Kindergarten - her least favorite! Worse yet, the principal is her old high school crush who doesn't hesitate to punish tardiness with a special kind of detention.




Excerpt:

“Come in,” I called when I heard the knock at the door. I already knew who would be on the other end of it, and I was more than a little excited, even if we had a very serious matter to discuss.
Michelle opened the door softly and let herself in.
I couldn’t help but note how lovely she looked. A few tendrils of hair had pulled free of her bun, falling to frame her face that was as dewy and vibrant as her eyes. A slight pink hue rose to her cheeks as she looked at me—a very good sign, if I read it right. “Please, have a seat.”
She sat across from me, crossing her legs and putting her hands in her lap, though I noticed she kept fidgeting.
“It must feel a bit like getting called to the principal’s office,” I noted, trying to put her at ease.
She gave me a tentative smile. “A little.”
“Where you ever sent to the principal’s office in high school? I can’t remember.”
Mutely, she shook her head to the negative.

Ah, so she was a good girl at heart. That was good to know. “Well, I suppose we should begin by discussing why we’re here.”
“Are you going to fire me?” she blurted out, looking so vulnerable it tore at my heart.
“That’s up to you, Ms. Johnson. I would say that this is a very serious offense, but no, not unless it becomes a recurring one.”
“You’re being very formal all of a sudden,” she noted with a hint of a smile.
“Yes and I suggest you do the same. When we have meetings of this nature, I answer to either Mr. Black or sir. Understand?”
“I think I’ll just call you professor,” she replied with a glint in her eye.
I felt my cock stir at the sexy lilt to her voice when she called me professor. Was she even aware of it? “Now then, what should we do about this? If you were one of my high school students, I’d put you in detention.”
Mesmerized, I watched as she licked her lips, her flush deepening. “Is that what you’re proposing?” My cock was making my pants uncomfortably tight, but before I could answer, she said, “When?” in that same sweet, seductive voice.


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Sunday, September 14, 2014

School's In Session Boxed Set - Educating Marguerite by Kate Richards




After the amazing time I had at the End of Summer Spanks: Last Flings; Lessons Learned Blog Hop & reading the very strict and sexy snippets from the newly released School's in Session boxed set I knew I had to delve in deeper. So, for the next week I will feature one book from the set until we have delved a little deeper into every book! I know I can't wait to read each and every one of them! Today's feature is Kate Richards, Laying Down The Law. Read the blurb, read the excerpt, and if you've read the book please share what you think!



Educating Marguerite by Kate Richards

Blurb: Virginia City, Nevada, in 1870, is no place for a graduate of Miss Pomeroy's exclusive finishing school. And Marguerite Stokes makes no secret of her displeasure at her father's insisting she join him there.

Her subsequent angry tantrums lead him to place her under the supervision of stern schoolmaster William Melton, who has a firm hand but a secret hatred for the Stokes family. His attraction to Marguerite is immediate, but can he reconcile his desire for her with his grudge against her father?

When her father decides to force Marguerite to marry William, she is forced to choose between making her own way in the tough Wild West, or submitting to the authority of her father's secret enemy. Will the feisty, determined young lady take flight? Or can William convince her that she belongs by his side - and under his strong hand?


Excerpt: 

“Last chance, Miss Stokes. Will you return to your class and study as you should?”
She lifted her head and stared up into his eyes, defiance evident from the top of her head, to her hands planted on her rounded hips, to her tapping toe. “I will not.”
“Then you leave me no choice.” He reached behind him and took the paddle from the wall and set it on the desk. The wide board never used until this day on a girl. “Bend over.”
“Are you quite demented?” Her jaw dropped, and she snapped it shut. “I shall not.”
He grabbed for her again and she spun and ran for the door. In two steps, he had an arm about her waist and dragged her back to the desk. “Probably, to have taken you on. Bend over.”
“No! Take your hands off me.” Her shrieks surely carried to other parts of the building, but no one would come. Miss Stokes with her snobbish attitude had garnered no friends in the school. “I will tell my father.”
Forcing her forward over the high oak desk, he rested his forearm on her back to hold her in place. He lifted the paddle and held it high. “You may tell your father I offered the discipline he never did.” She twisted and managed to whack him in the head with a flailing arm and slid to her knees.  He grasped her elbow and lifted her so she rested half across the desk, this time with her hands, luckily, pinned beneath her.  She panted, but lay still for the moment.
“I shall administer ten swats with the paddle to attempt to cure you of such unladylike demeanor. Then I shall send you to a different class, one more suited to your level of maturity.” Eying her derrière, he considered the likely number of layers of cloth between the paddle and her skin. But there was no help for it. He wouldn’t bare her …the very thought of her  naked bottom sent his heart racing.  He would have to hit lower, across her limbs, to make an impression.
Raising the board he brought it down fast and hard, with a satisfying thwack. She jerked and struggled and he caught her legs, tangled in their long skirts, between his ankles, and held her waist down with his arm. “The sooner you stop…struggling, the sooner this will be over.” He quickly paddled four more times, five to go.
“My father will see you dead. He has never struck me.” She twisted to look over her shoulder and he winced at the vehemence and rage in her expression. Still, once begun….
“Perhaps, if he had, I would not need to. You require the firm hand of a strong man in your life.” As he raised the paddle again, the door opened behind him.


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Kate Richards divides her time between Los Angeles and the High Sierras. She would gladly spend all her days in the mountains, but she’d miss the beach…and her very supportive husband’s commute would be three hundred miles. Wherever she is, she loves to explore all different kinds of relationships in her stories. She doesn’t believe one-size-fits-all, and whether her characters live BDSM, ménage, GLBT or any other kind of lifestyle, it’s the love, the joy in one another, that counts.

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Saturday, September 13, 2014

#SatSpanks - A Brush of Violet


Welcome to my very first time participating in the Saturday Spankings blog hop! I will be sharing from my upcoming Corbin's Bend novella, A Brush of Violet. In this scene Charles is introducing Violet to a special spanking room contained within the Corbin's Bend clubhouse. 


“In most cases it would be the strap or tawse, the paddle, or if you were especially naughty, the cane.” Her breathing quickened as she imagined her bottom getting stripe after stripe laid into it after some particularly bad offense. She couldn’t help but wiggle her bottom at the thought. She wanted to be spanked so bad she could taste it.

“Of course you would not have these clothes on. You would be fully nude, exposed. Naughty girls don’t get to keep their clothes on while being spanked.  Violet, do you want to be spanked?” he asked as he rubbed circles on her behind.



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



Available only until October 3, 2014. Special pre-release package price on all NINE books in the Second Season of Corbin's Bend at 33% discount. (Regular price: 44.91 - Discount price - 29.99) Nine great full-length books by nine of our most popular authors at a serious discount. Package includes invitation to a private Facebook party with great prizes. 




Friday, September 12, 2014

School's In Session Boxed Set - Laying Down The Law by Celeste Jones

After the amazing time I had at the End of Summer Spanks: Last Flings; Lessons Learned Blog Hop & reading the very strict and sexy snippets from the newly released School's in Session boxed set I knew I had to delve in deeper. So, for the next week I will feature one book from the set until we have delved a little deeper into every book! I know I can't wait to read each and every one of them! Today's feature is Celeste Jones, Laying Down The Law. Read the blurb, read the excerpt, and if you've read the book please share what you think!


Laying Down The Law By Celeste Jones




Blurb: Newly divorced and returning to law school after a twenty year absence, Ali Stewart has just one class to complete before sitting for the bar exam, becoming a lawyer and moving on with her life. She feels out of place with her much younger classmates, but she's determined to succeed and put her ex-husband far in the past. When she is paired with Griff for the semester, she learns that he even though he is much younger, there is much he can teach her, in and out of the classroom. 

Laying Down The Law is an erotic romance which includes spanking, anal sex and graphic sex.

Excerpt:
“Have you ever been fucked in the ass, Ali?” His thumb prodded her there, in that place, that place that no one ever talked about or touched. She ought to have been repulsed. Pulled away and told him to leave.
But the tingling in her ass and the tightness in her pussy told her otherwise. Maybe it was the pancakes . Maybe it was dealing with Dirk the night before, but suddenly Ali realized how much of life, of her life, she had put aside. She didn’t even know what her own interests were, but in that moment, she wanted to be fucked in the ass. And she said exactly that to the man with his finger on her butthole.
Life had certainly taken some unique twists. She could almost picture herself observing the scene: her naked with a belly full of pancakes and an incredibly sexy younger man intent on probing her ass. And she wanted it.
Oh, what the hell had become her motto and that's what she said between giggles against Griff's shoulder.
"What are you giggling about, Ms. Stewart?"
"I just can't believe any of this is happening. Pancakes and anal sex. It sure makes reading the Sunday paper seem like a dull way to spend the morning."
"Would you rather read the Sunday paper? I can go and get one. Or steal the neighbor's."
She ground her pelvis against his. "You offered to fuck me in the ass, and I expect you to keep that promise."
“God you are incredible,” he growled in her ear before he nipped at her lobe and burned kisses along her throat and down to her throbbing tits.
“You are too.” She slipped her fingers into the waistband of his briefs and slid them to the floor where she knelt and took his rod in her mouth, her hands gently cupping his balls while her tongue paid tribute to his rigid shaft.
Griff buried his hands in her hair and when his grip tightened she took that as a compliment as she moved her mouth up and down his shaft, her tongue circling the rim around the mushroom head of his cock. A trickle of pre-cum escaped and she happily lapped it up with her tongue.
“Ali, you’re going to be the end of me if you don’t stop that.” Griff gently raised her up by the shoulders and kissed her deeply. When the kiss ended, he turned her to lean over the kitchen table. “Stay right there, baby,” he whispered in her ear.
In seconds he was rubbing something slippery on her ass. Ali glanced back …vegetable oil. She never would look at pancakes the same way again.
She could hardly believe the position she was in, naked on the kitchen table, vegetable oil slicked over her back end and a gorgeous young man who wanted to fuck her in the ass.

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Thursday, September 11, 2014

School's in Session Boxed Set - Three Dark Hours by Maggie Carpenter

After the amazing time I had at the End of Summer Spanks: Last Flings; Lessons Learned Blog Hop & reading the very strict and sexy snippets from the newly released School's in Session boxed set I knew I had to delve in deeper. So, for the next week I will feature one book from the set until we have delved a little deeper into every book! I know I can't wait to read each and every one of them! Today's feature is Maggie Carpenter's, Three Dark Hours. Read the blurb, read the excerpt, and if you've read the book please share what you think!




Three Dark Hours, by Maggie Carpenter
Blurb:


“Breathless and overcome, Isobel was lost in the moment.  She had just been spanked for the very first time by her handsome teacher, the hero of her fantasies, and she was convinced she would faint from the sheer excitement of it all.”


Isobel Parker believes she has neither the talent or education to write a full length novel, and to improve her skills she enrolls in an after hours creative writing course.  


On the first night, excited and enthusiastic, she walks into the classroom and is shocked to see the hero of every short story she’s ever written. He is tall, wide-shouldered, with black hair and sizzling blue eyes; his name is Patrick Doyle and she is hooked.


Captivated by the bulging muscles threatening to break through the thin white cotton sleeves of his shirt, and the smattering of chest hair peeking across the open collar, she finds it impossible to concentrate.  As the classes continue her sleepless nights become filled with dark fantasies in which he is the star, and when he instructs his students to write a short story entitled, Three Dark Hours, Isobel jumps at the opportunity to put her lascivious fantasies on paper.  


As she finishes the erotic account of spanking and other wicked pursuits, she prays that when the handsome and enigmatic Mr. Doyle reads it, he will understand it’s actually a very special, very naughty invitation.

Claiming it has been authored by a friend she nervously hands the tantalizing tale to her boss for a critique.  His name is Brad Saunders, and he is an ambitious Acquisitions Editor for a boutique publishing company. Isobel is hoping for some helpful notes, but Brad has a stunning surprise in store, one that could change her life and turn her wicked fantasies into reality.


Excerpt:

She was a woman who craved a covert, darker foray into love.  A woman who ached for the slap of her lover’s hand on her naked ass.  Not a love pat, or even an unexpected sharp swat, but a slap that would carry its sender’s meaning; a slap that would tingle, then sting, then stain, then mark.  I’ve been with such women before, many times, but few have stirred me as she did; I knew immediately that the chemistry existed; I could feel it sparking across the room, and her flushed face told me she could feel it too.
My animal instinct was compelling me to march across to her, clutch a fistful of her chocolate brown hair, yank back her head and lock her eyes.
“I know what you are, and I know what you need, but you must ask me for it...nicely.”
My words would have been a deep whisper, borne of a power that lies within me, a power that constricts my vocal cords, as if nature ordained that my speech be modified for such occasions.   Society, however, would perceive it as threatening, and though her true self would have craved surrender, her conditioned mind would have prevented her from responding as she would have longed to.
“Sir, please, spank me, whip me, caress me, kiss me, use my body for your pleasure, and hold me for long hours...”
I could hear them as she dared to lift her eyes and capture mine, the unspoken words drifting through the space between us.  As they’d whispered into my soul’s ear, I had sighed and risked a lingering glance.


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