Monday, January 2, 2017

#NewRelease - Freezer Burn - Susannah Shannon - #romance #spanking #sexy


 Available 12/31/2016

Who knew a snowy New Year’s Eve could be so hot?

 Blurb:

Part of Blushing Books, New Year’s Eve anthology, Freezer Burn is the story of Lucy and Nick’s adventure into domestic discipline. 

Lucy, a successful mathematician  is trying to juggle adjusting to life in Sweden while casually brining up to her husband that she really wishes he was in charge and would soundly spank her sometimes. 

She is helped in this journey by an online friend who writes a website called “The Well-spanked Feminist”. 

Freezer Burn is a fish out of water story with funny characters, funnier situations and a heroine you can’t help but root for. 

The snow is deep, the love is true and even if they are on the edge of the arctic, Lucy will ring  in the New Year with  a red hot bottom.



Excerpt:

Nick ran his hands over her sides, squeezing her breasts and nuzzling her neck. “What do you want me to do to you?” he whispered.  Her heart  was hammering in her chest. Was she brave enough to take this chance? 

Before she could censor herself she whispered, ”I was thinking you should spank me.”

 She felt his cock harden against her thigh.  “That’s a great idea.” he said.  Only a little drunkenly he put a finger under her chin so she would have to look at him, ”I think I should totally spank your bottom.  You were really rude.” His sternness was somewhat ameliorated by the cheesy grin flitting across his handsome face.

“I was, I totally was.”

“I guess I better teach you a lesson then. Come here,” He  had a firm grip on her wrist and he took her with him as he scooted back across the mattress until his back pressed against the wall.  

She was nervous, but she didn't want to risk making this difficult for her usually so gentle husband. She lay herself over his lap. He ratcheted up her  tight skirt, and tangled his fingers in the waistband of her tights. 

He wrenched them down exposing her white bottom.  He rubbed his fingers over her skin tracing circles over the tender, pale globes. 

“You are  a naughty girl.” he declared. 

“Yes,” she said with a nervous giggle.  The first swat wasn't hard, but it made her jump.  His fingers left pale pink lines.  

“Do you think you can remember to behave now?” he asked. 

She wanted to say ,”you have got to be fucking kidding me?! This cute ass isn't going to spank itself- put your back into it!” 

She didn't though, ”Umm. Maybe, I’m almost ready….” He gave her a few slightly harder spanks. 

“Next time it will be worse for you,” he said. 

“Oh promises, promises,” thought his drunken frustrated wife.   It had not been the stern walloping she had dreamed of, but it was a start and his hand sliding between her thighs did leave her panting with desire.


More About the Author:

Susannah Shannon lives in the American Midwest with her family. She loves a witty, strong heroine who longs to submit to that one special man. Sparks flying, lips kissing,  and the set of a determined man’s jaw… these are a few of her favorite things.

Sunday, January 1, 2017

#NewRelease - The Space Marshal's Captive - Jaye Peaches - #spanking #scifi


Title: The Space Marshal’s Captive
Author: Jaye Peaches
Genre: BDSM Sci-FI
Release date: 17/12/2016

Tagline:

He’s going to pleasure her in ways that her darkest fantasies never touched.



Blurb:
After nineteen-year-old Jade Kryst is caught by space marshal Mason Hadley while trying to smuggle supplies to a rebel-held planet, she quickly discovers that her captor is not a man to be underestimated, and when she fails to cooperate with a thorough strip search she ends up with blushing cheeks and a sore bottom.

Though he does his best to remain professional, Mason is drawn to his beautiful, feisty captive, and he strikes a deal with her. If she will use her skills as a mechanic to keep his ship up and running while he hunts down the dangerous criminals he is pursuing, he will set her free once they are apprehended. Jade accepts his offer, but it doesn’t take long for Mason to realize that keeping her in line will require a firm hand frequently applied to her bare bottom, along with even more humiliating punishments when her continued disobedience makes it necessary.

Despite her status as his prisoner, Mason’s stern dominance leaves Jade burning with desire, and when she surrenders herself to his masterful lovemaking it is better than she ever dreamed. She soon finds herself falling deeply in love with the handsome space marshal, but will there be a place for her by his side after his mission is over?

Publisher’s Note: The Space Marshal’s Captive includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Excerpt (18+)

“Rise up, sweetheart, and mount me.”

Sliding her legs on either side of his thighs, she hovered astride, angled her hips and lowered herself, seeking out his rounded glans, slotting it between her swollen lips. He felt thicker than ever or maybe she was tighter; either way, the fit was snug and the friction wonderful. Once her bottom touched his thighs, she paused, savoring the pinching sensation, then the give as she stretched to accommodate his girth. She jutted her breasts forward, arched her back, and rested her hands on his knees.

The sparkle in his eyes intensified as she bucked and rode his rod, frantically trying to avoid his cock hitting her sweet spot. She huffed while she fought the arousal and failed to crush it. Noisily, she moaned, probably too loudly. It was then that he started to roll her nipples between his fingers and thumbs, tweaking them until they hurt. She panted, tussling with the need to come and annoyed by his interference—couldn’t he see that she was struggling? He grasped her ass cheeks and hitched her up higher. She was in danger of losing contact with his cock. Alarmed, she grabbed his shoulders to steady herself.

Feeling his strength beneath her fingers was tantalizing. She started to pick at his shirt, hoping to expose his skin, touch it with her fingertips and enjoy the smoothness of his bare chest.

“Hands behind your back,” he ordered and reached into his shirt pocket. The restraining bands on her wrists snapped together, binding her. The ankle ones had gone—he’d removed them as a reward a few days after they first fucked. Now, she would have to rely on his support to keep her balance and rhythm.

Binding her didn’t dissuade the rising force of her impending orgasm; instead, it enhanced the fire coursing through her body. The electrifying epicenter was her clitoris.

Mustn’t come, mustn’t come. Keep moving, changing position, rhythm, anything to prevent the climax.

If she came, he’d spank her. She imagined herself across his lap on the commander’s chair, the seat of his power. The picture in her mind created a wave of goosebumps erupting across her flesh.

She came and the suddenness stunned her. She’d not even had a chance to plead with him. He would feel the orgasm along the full length of his buried shaft—a multitude of spasms, strong and conspicuous, accompanied by her stifled screech.

He flexed his hand—his intention was obvious.



Author Bio:
I'm an author of erotic D/s romances including Amazon bestsellers. All my books contain an element of BDSM, spankings or erotic games of sensual exploration. If you desire a little thrill, something to entice, then please take the time to read one of my books. Thank you!
When not writing, I’m busy spending time with her family, enjoying music, sometimes drawing and if the weather allows, gardening.

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