Monday, January 11, 2016

#NewRelase - Bethany Leigh - At Dead of Night

Hello my lovelies! Today, I have an author we've all seen on my blog before with her prior releases, Freedom and Betrothed -  which were both pretty hot reads.. (if i do say so myself.... *wink)

Bethany is here to share her latest release, entitled At Dead of Night, a murder mystery novel where, of course, our main character Lucy ends up with a red bottom quite a few times for her misbehavior... 


Now isn't that an awesome cover? So I know you all want to know, what's this book about?

Tagline:

Red herrings meet red bottoms in this tale of detecting, discipline and life decisions.

Blurb:

After eight years of working as a PI, Lucy Ogilvy finally has a murder mystery to investigate. Who did kill Marilyn Carter, a convicted murderer who is now a prominent Christian evangelist?

Lucy's investigations bring her back in contact with her ex-boyfriend Noel. They'd like to get back together - but he insists on a domestic discipline relationship, and forbids her to take unnecessary risks for work.


Can Lucy accept Noel's discipline? And how do you investigate a murder without taking a few risks, anyway?

Excerpt:

The first time Noel had slapped Lucy, she'd enjoyed it.

It had been a stinging slap on her thigh, delivered after she'd turned the cold tap on him when they were sharing a candlelit bath. She'd clambered out, but he'd remained in the bubbly bathwater, eyes closed, chillaxing. Shocked out of the tub by the cold blast of water, he'd grabbed her and whacked her. Then he'd turned off the tap, pulled the plug on the water, and declared that she was going across his knee.

 "Like fun I am," she'd said, looking down at the bright palm print on her thigh.

But over his knee she'd gone and it had been fun. He'd smacked her bare, wet-from-the-bath bottom twelve times, then rolled her onto her back and given her what had at that point been the best shag of her life. Afterwards, they'd lain contented on the bed, her head tucked under his left arm.

 "Now that," she'd said, "was amazing sex."

 "Sex is always better after a spanking," he'd declared.

 "Who for? Me or you?"

 "Both of us," he'd grinned. "You were drenched and I'm not talking about the bathwater."

 "Bastard!" Half-annoyed and half-embarrassed, she slapped his arm.

 "Stop that," he said, stern. "That's my job." He sat up, hauled her across his lap and gave her backside another six sharp smacks.

 "Ow," she said. "This is so unfair."

"But you're enjoying it," he said. "Aren't you?"

 It was too embarrassing to admit it, but yes, Lucy was. Spanking had been something she'd fantasized about for years. Schoolteachers had been the imaginary spankers in her childhood, followed by boys she'd fancied in her teens and later the handsome young men she'd met through work. She'd fantasized about being spanked by Noel, too, and the fact that he actually did spank sent shivers down her spine. Not that she could bring herself to admit it. Instead, she wiggled her bottom, hoping that would serve as the answer that she couldn't pluck up the courage to give voice to.

He'd chuckled and stroked her smarting buttocks and thighs. "That was just playful," he'd said. "You wait till you get a real spanking from me. I can guarantee you won't enjoy it at all." 

At that moment she couldn't imagine not enjoying a spanking from Noel. But down the track she'd realized he was as good as his word.


Extra Excerpt (since I'm feeling generous and all....)

Lucy observed him for a second. So far, he'd always looked amused before giving her a spanking; now, though, he looked grim.

 "Is this going to be a serious spanking, then?" she asked. "The sort you say I won't enjoy?"

"Stop prevaricating, Lucy. If I have to make you go over my knee, I'll make the spanking harder and longer – and, believe me, it's going to be hard enough and long enough already." He tapped his knee with the hairbrush.

 Should she? Shouldn't she? Lucy didn't know what she wanted to do. Refuse to let him spank her? Defy him so he would be forced to overpower her? Get over his knee? She wanted the spanking…but not to be told what to do.


In the end, she gave a defiant toss of her head, and bent over his knee. Noel lifted her skirt.


Purchase Links


Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/At-Dead-Night-Bethany-Leigh-ebook/dp/B01AB4PBQW/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1452210888&sr=8-4&keywords=bethany+leigh


Blushing Books: http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=3664

Author Bio

Bethany Leigh is a newbie erotic romance writer published by Blushing Books. Her first novella, Freedom, is set in a kinky alternate Edwardian era, and her second, At Dead at Night, is a murder mystery set in present-day England. Her short story anthology, A Cure for All Ills and Other Stories, will also be published by Blushing Books, and includes contemporary, historical and time-travel stories set in Australia, England and the Czech Republic.

She enjoys writing (and reading!) about strong-willed heroines crossing swords with alpha heroes.

Author links


Twitter: @writerbethany1


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