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Exciting news! I have a new story out and we are about to war!

This is so huge, I am grinning from ear to ear with this news!

I’m part of a brand new, smoking hot box set with thirteen other amazing authors.

Bound, spanked & Loved

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The pre-order links just went live yesterday and it will release on Feb 9.

By the way, it’s only 99 cents! 🙂

But wait, there’s more!

Our box set is part of a “Hero War” with Skye Warren’s huge “For the First Time” box set.

We take a quote from each hero from our box set, and battle it out with a hero from the other set.

This is going to be so amazing. Make sure to join the group if you want to join in on the fun.

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Here’s the group link.

http://www.facebook.com/groups/1632562093656387

My story is about a BBW divorcee trying to overcome the pain of her husband’s rejection and cheating, by trying out for a televised ballroom dance competition. Believe me, this is different than any dance competition you have ever seen. 🙂 (It’s probably my sexiest book yet)

Please help us spread the word. Tweet, FB, shout from the rooftops, and go spend 99 cents on your copy. 🙂

(I’ll share an excerpt next time 🙂 )

Blurb for Dancing with a Dom:

What do ballroom dancing, hard spankings, and mind-blowing orgasms have in common? I guess it depends who your dance partner is. The man smiling down at me, with his hand on my waist… he’s a Dom. And he wants to be mine this Valentine’s Day.

Full Blurb for Bound, Spanked & Loved:

Bound, Spanked and Loved: Fourteen Kinky Valentine’s Day Stories is the HOTTEST box set of the season, brought to you by fourteen New York Times, USA Today, and international bestselling authors of BDSM and spanking romance. Lose yourself in a whole lotta naughty with this sexy collection of ALL-NEW, standalone novellas sure to set your e-reader ablaze and leave you breathlessly panting for more.

 

Buy Links: Pre order Jan 12, 2016                 Release Feb 9, 2016

Amazon: mybook.to/BoundSpanked

iTunes: https://goo.gl/cmZZ7Z

Nook: http://goo.gl/6Cy45N

 

Featured authors:

Annabel Joseph

Cari Silverwood

Sierra Cartwright

Natasha Knight

Emily Tilton

Sue Lyndon

Trent Evans

Cara Bristol

Katherine Deane

Renee Rose

Ashe Barker

Korey Mae Johnson

Alta Hensley

Kallista Dane

 

Publisher’s Note: The stories included in this smoking hot collection are MF, MFM, and MMMF pairings. Some contain taboo subjects and no-holds barred BDSM and spanking scenes. All will make you blush hard. ***over 700 pages of brand new stories***

Only 99 cents!

Twitter hashtag #Loved2016

 

 

 

 

 

Erzabet Bishop visits with her sexy “Red Dress”

 This one is hot, y’all! Here’s Erzabet Bishop sharing her sexy Christmas novella 😉
Title: A Red Dress For Christmas
Line: Romance on the Go
Genre: Contemporary erotic romance/ mf
Blurb:
Angel in a red dress…
 
Cecily’s husband Neil has kept her waiting one too many
times. After another lonely night of movie watching, she decides to take her
pleasure into her own hands. Neil comes home from work and catches her being a
very naughty girl. Tangled up in tinsel and wearing a smoking hot red dress,
surely her holiday wish will come true.
Be Warned: BDSM, sex toys, spanking
Buy links:
Excerpt:
“Why did you have to leave?”
Neil rubbed his hand along Cecily’s ass, his finger edging
between her skin and the lacy red panties from behind.
“Why do you think?”
Neil’s cock pressed against Cecily’s side. His fingers
continued their distracting path even as he upped the pulses on the vibrator.
“How do you like that?” he whispered, voice husky. He untied
the strings on the panties, giving him greater access to her slick folds.
“Oh. My. God!” Cecily moaned into his thigh as he slid two
fingers inside of her at the same time as he cranked up the power on the tiny
vibrator to what felt like its highest capacity.
Neil pumped his thick fingers into her pussy relentlessly,
taking Cecily close to the edge and pulling back out again. He turned off the
vibe, leaving her staring down at the carpet, completely bereft.
“But… Oh, Neil!” Cecily wriggled against his lap, her erect
clit pulsing between her legs and her molten core longing for release.
Neil smoothed her hair from her face and wiped a tear that
slid from her eye.
“That’s how I felt looking at those pictures. I wanted to
bury my cock inside of you and I couldn’t. I haven’t seen you much at all with
this new job, let alone been able to do anything about the raging lust giving
me a boner big enough to buy out the vibrator counter just so I’d have a bag
big enough to walk out of the store without disgracing myself.”
“I’ll make it up to you.” Cecily started to move, but Neil
stilled her.
“Wait. I have an idea.” Neil kissed her on the top of her
head. “Come on. Let’s go in the living room.” He helped her up and eased off
the bed and onto his feet. The walk to the living room was quick, Neil shutting
off the lights as he went.
“I want to take you here. Right in front of the tree.”
Cecily grinned, desire raging through her veins. “What about
Lulu?”
“Look, she’s on the chair asleep.”
“Mmmm.” Cecily turned her gaze to the twinkling holiday
lights and knelt down on the carpet.
Neil slid behind her and she heard the sound of a zipper.
“I can’t wait.”
“Neither can I. Take me.”
The tip of Neil’s cock teased her entrance. Suddenly he was
in, thrusting balls deep. With a groan, he slid his hands down her sides. With
one hand he grasped her hip, the other her clit.
“If you don’t fuck me now I’m going to die,” Cecily
whispered, grinding herself against the root of him. “I need you.”
A lot of people ask me why I do short fiction. It’s a fun escape into another world and it lasts long enough to break the cycle of everyday but still feel like you’ve read something fun and worthwhile. The Romance on the Go line is exactly that. Tight stories that explore erotic romance with flair and in this case, some tinsel and a whole lot of naughty.
Happy reading and I hope you and yours have a wonderful holiday season.

Erzabet Bishop is a bestselling and award winning author who
loves to write naughty stories. She is the author of Lipstick, Dinner Date,
Crave, The Science of Lust, Wicked for You, Arcane Imaginarium: Spirit Board,
Holidays in Hell, Sigil Fire, Written on Skin, Club Beam, Pomegranate, A Red
Dress for Christmas, The Black Magic Café, Fantasies in Red, Sweet Seductions:
The Erzabet Bishop Collection, Holiday Cruise, Fetish Fair, Temptation Resorts:
Jess, Temptation Resorts: Marnie, Taming the Beast, The Erotic Pagans Series:
Beltane Fires, Samhain Shadows and Yuletide Temptation along with being a
contributor to many anthologies. Erzabet has been a finalist in the GCLS awards
for 2014 and 2015, winning the Goldie for her spot in two anthologies. She has
been nominated for the 2016 Golden Flogger Award for Crave. She lives in Texas
with her husband, furry children and can often be found lurking in local
bookstores. She loves to bake, make naughty crochet projects and watch monster
movies. When she isn’t writing, she loves to review music and books.
Follow her reviews and posts on Twitter @erzabetbishop.
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Casey McKay’s sexy, new BDSM- Bound

My good friend, Casey McKay is visiting today with an excerpt from her new BDSM, Bound. Her blog has also been nominated for “best creative spanking blog” 2015. If you get a chance, stop by and vote. 🙂  Here she is!

Hi Kate, thanks for having me over today! I have an excerpt to share from the very beginning of my new book, Bound. Melissa and Martin have been together for about ten years and even though he is the owner of an exclusive BDSM club, Melissa still feels like something is lacking from their sex life. She’s come to bed and tried to cajole Martin into taking some action.

 

 

Knowing he was awake, Melissa pressed on. Hoisting her leg up onto his hip, she slid her hand down over his chest.

“Melissa, I’m sleeping.” His voice was gruff and grumpy and still she persisted.

They had fought today. A rare occasion for them. And it hadn’t been a tiny argument, it had been a big, ugly thing. Issues came to light. She feared things had changed. They’d made up, they were back on even ground. But something wasn’t right. Melissa felt it in her gut. She couldn’t let it go. Even after magnificent make-up sex, she still felt amiss. Martin had fallen asleep. She had gone downstairs and puttered around for a few hours. She had read, watched TV, and even looked up a few recipes she had thought about experimenting with. She’d tried to quiet her mind, but nothing had helped.

“You’re not sleeping,” she countered. If he were sleeping, would his cock be hard? she thought as her hand grasped him.

Martin rolled toward her, forcing her to her back. He turned, pushing himself onto an elbow and looking down at her. “We have a big day tomorrow, you need to get some rest.”

“I know what I need, and it isn’t rest.” Sliding her legs open, she gave him a seductive look. Their post argument lovemaking had been just that, lovemaking. She needed him to pound the shit out of her. She needed it rough and she needed it hard. And she needed it yesterday. Otherwise, the thoughts in her head wouldn’t quit. She hated that she needed this and she hated asking. It made her feel vulnerable and weak. It opened her up for ridicule.

Martin looked down at her, but judgment seemed to be the furthest thing from his mind. A look of concern crossed his features as he blinked out of his foggy haze. “I’m telling you it’s time to sleep.”

“I can’t.” It was a plea, the closest thing to a whine that would ever cross her lips.

“So you’re disobeying me?” His face darkened.

She almost argued with him, her chest tightening that he was disappointed with her. She wasn’t disobeying him, but she couldn’t make herself fall asleep. Then she realized why he was asking. “Yes,” she agreed.

“Hands,” he barked.

Melissa stretched her arms over her head and wrapped her hands around the wrought iron headboard. Martin secured her wrists in the handcuffs that permanently hung there. Something was already slipping into place, making her feel calm and he’d barely touched her. She was already nude, having shucked her clothes before attempting to seduce him. He rose from the bed, just a pair of boxer briefs clinging to his body.

Martin opened the closet door and rustled around before coming back to her. “Up.” He motioned for her to lift her legs in the air as he doubled over his belt.

She barely held back a groan. He could have at least left her hands free if he was going to force her to hold her legs up. But she had asked for this, beggars couldn’t be choosers. She promised herself she’d skip yoga in the morning, her core would be getting a workout tonight.

“Keep them up, or you’ll get extra,” he warned.

Bastard. He already knew she’d never be able to keep them raised the whole time. He did this on purpose. She wanted to call him names, but at the same time liquid gushed between her thighs. He knew exactly what she needed. And that was the very thing that was keeping her awake. “Yes, Master,” she murmured when he seemed to be waiting for a response.

His lips tilted up in the slightest of smirks, then he raised the belt and cracked it down across her ass.

 

Blurb:

Melissa’s longtime boyfriend, Martin, is taking her on the trip of a lifetime. It might be just what they need since she has felt a disconnect with him lately. But her overactive mind convinces her that he’s planned the trip for the sole purpose of dumping her… until he brings up the subject of marriage again.

Martin doesn’t know how else to convince Melissa that they are destined to be together forever. He’s left his exclusive BDSM club in the hands of a capable friend and whisked her away to a private island. He can’t figure out why she revels in physical bonds, but balks at the bonds of marriage. It’s not a challenge the seasoned Dom in him is ready to back down from.

When secrets from Melissa’s past threaten to come to light and her well-being and safety are put at risk, can Martin protect the woman his world revolves around? Or will he end up losing everything that matters to him?

 

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Rachel De Vine visits with her hot, new thriller!

Rachel De Vine is visiting today with her hot, new action packed book! This one sounds fun!

 

Hi Katherine,

Thank you so much for welcoming me to your blog today to talk about my new book, That Day At The Lake. Let me tell you a bit about the book.

 

“One day, Adriana, you are going to be such a beautiful woman and men will fight over you. I hope that I will still know you then.”

Adriana has adored Luca since his father rescued her from an abusive man in Naples, Italy, when she was just eight years old. Her one wish when she was growing up was that Luca would fall in love with her and that they would marry. However, life is never as simple as that. Luca’s father is a Mafia member, and is killed by a gang member, and the two children are torn apart, seemingly forever.

Some years later they meet again, and Luca is now a successful businessman, but he is also involved in minor criminal activities and has become involved in a BDSM lifestyle as a Dom, and, although he is attracted to Adriana, he is reluctant to involve the shy, sexually inexperienced girl in his world.

Adriana takes matters into her own hands, and visits a BDSM club to try to persuade Luca to see her in a different light. He capitulates, and some hot, sexy activity takes place between them. However, just as their relationship is beginning, Luca’s criminal past catches up with him, and he finds himself in trouble with the law, due to a jealous gangster turning on him. He goes back to Italy to solve his problems, followed by Adriana. But there they face great danger, with the possibility of not only going to jail, but of losing their lives. Adriana and Luca have survived their early life traumas, but was this threat one that will prove fatal to them both? Will fate for once be kind to them and allow them to be reunited once more?

 

Here is a short extract from the book:

I woke to find the sun streaming through the bedroom window. Looking up with one eye opened and the other still closed, I saw that Luca was awake, lying on one side and looking down on me.

“Good morning. Do you want to talk Adriana?”

“No, I just want to fuck. Oh, good morning by the way.”

“For a prospective sub you are becoming a little demanding.”

“Sorry, am I not supposed to want sex?”

“There’s absolutely nothing wrong with you wanting sex, in fact it is a condition of you being here in bed with me. It’s just that a good little sub waits to be asked.”

“Sorry. Then of course I will withdraw that demand and lie here to await your pleasure.”

“Good, a fast learner, that’s what I like.”

 

This is a tale of passion and crime, love and despair, which could either bring them both great happiness, or end up in the death of them both. Join Adriana and Luca on their rollercoaster of a ride, in my book for which the buy links are below. In the meantime, for more information about all my books, why not go to my website at http://racheldevineuk.wix.com/rachel-de-vine

 

Thank you so much Katherine for inviting me to your blog.

 

Rachel de Vine

 

Buy Links: Amazon US    Amazon UK   Amazon Canada   Blushing Books

 

 

 

Korey Mae Johnson visits with some hot role play

I am so excited to have Korey Mae Johnson visiting today with the book I have awaited practically “forever”!  Her Master’s Hand. I read the first story, Her Master’s Claim (originally  titled, Otherwordly Discipline), several years ago, and could not wait for the sequel. Holy cow, what happened to Charlotte? Poor Ashcroft… Yummy Moriarty…  I fell in love with Korey Mae’s writing style and world building, and because of that story, I realized that what I truly want to write is paranormal and fantasy. Her world building is amazing! And her characters… well, let’s just say that I am still thinking about them three years later.  This is next on my Kindle. I can’t wait to read this one!  Here she is 🙂

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Something I like to play around with between the Moriarty and Alice relationship is to make it actually like a relationship between a spanko couple. For people who like spankings for more than just patty-cake, and in a relationship where you can’t bait your husband to spank you too much because even in a spanko relationship, that sort of thing grows frustrating and tiring, especially for the man, a lot of people turn to role-play.

And that’s not a cop-out. Roleplay can be just as hot– and even hotter!– than the real deal. In the first book of the series, Moriarty and Alice meet by playing a roleplay that leads to hot spankings and sex. I wanted to show that they still embrace that… and they can make it hot. Hot and gratifying. I only hope my readers agree and enjoy!

Sneak Peek: 

His cigar dropped right off his bottom lip when she eventually came out of the bathroom. Metamorphosis complete—only instead of looking gracious, sexy, and rich, she was dressed like a naughty schoolgirl, complete with too much mascara, white knee-highs, penny loafers, and pigtails.

His cock was so excited that it didn’t know what to do with itself! Actually, his dick knew what it wanted to do, but it was taking so much blood out of his brain that he stammered for a moment, didn’t come up with the right words, and she stood in the doorway as if she was gloating.

Suddenly he looked at her confident I’m-sexy-and-I know-it expression and his lip curled up at one end. If bed sport was an actual sport, then he was a goddamned gold medalist. He would not be conquered in the bedroom. He was the one who would be drawing the gasps out in this activity!

He glanced at himself in the mirror, decided that he was also quite sexy—of course, even a monkey would look good in a tuxedo—and stood up, drawing his shoulders back.

“Miss DeMornay,” he said, adjusting his tie, which was out of place, probably pushed by his own Adam’s apple during his swallow when he saw what he was about to be cock-deep into within the next half-hour. “I’m on the way to a fundraising event for the school, and you know I have absolutely no time at all to deal with your shenanigans,” he said, putting on his best exasperated authority-figure voice. He didn’t want to be accused of missing a single beat in this role-play.

She blushed down to her toes, seeming to know where this was going. Spanking, at the least. That had to have been what she had in mind with that naughty little ensemble! “Good,” she finally said with confidence, drawing her head up with proud defiance. “Then don’t. It was just a couple of cigarettes, anyway. Besides, it’s not like you don’t imbibe. You stink like cigar smoke.”

He took the cue, but not the bait. She liked the way he smelled after smoking a cigar, and they both knew it. But that was real life. This—this was even better.

“I am a full-grown man, and I only smoke once a month. What I do is none of your concern, anyway, Miss DeMornay. You are a pupil under my guardianship. What you do concerns me, and what concerns your health concerns me, and what you do to blatantly break the rules of the school concerns me. Do I make myself perfectly clear?”

“You’re in my business, but think yourself too high-and-mighty to actually do what you’re always telling us to, that’s clear.” She crossed her arms all-too-confidently across her chest, doing everything she could to give him fodder to enjoy the scene, but to give him plenty of reason for him to take her across his knee. He was, of course, the head master in this little play of theirs. “I’m only following your exemplary example.”

“Stop baiting me, Miss DeMornay,” he warned, but then gave her a smoldering look. “Or else I’ll start to think you like this.”

She blushed, but then rolled her eyes. “Like what?”

“Breaking the rules to get me to punish you constantly. At this point in time I might as well name my implement after you; it’s rarely used on anyone else. Tell me why?” He had put his body incredibly close to hers. She was forced to crane her head all the way up to look at him. Alice knew that this was a play, with lines, and she had the power to end the scene at any minute, yet he could still detect a small gulp. The sexual heat in the scene had suddenly increased tenfold and Alice must have felt that to, since her knees wobbled slightly, as the knees of girls who are exceptionally aroused are wont to do.

“I’m not breaking them on purpose,” she lied.

He raised one of his dark eyebrows theatrically, just to get her to squirm. “So you were caught smoking by accident, then?”

“Well, yes. I mean, no,” she said, looking confused for a moment. “I mean… I mean, I don’t want you to punish me at all.”

“Oh, so you just want me to make an exception for you, because you’re so important that the rules don’t apply?”

Her eyes narrowed. “No, I just—”

“You don’t think I’ll pull out the cane like I’ve done before?” He pinched her chin, which surely would have really been crossing a line if he actually was a headmaster of a finishing school, but good thing he wasn’t. Besides, they were about to cross a lot of lines if he had his say. “Now, you have to know me better than that by now.”


Blurb: 

For two decades, Maili has lived as the adopted daughter of the powerful demigod who saved her life and healed her broken body, but at last the time for her to wed has come. Yet the very thought of marrying the cruel warlord to whom her guardian has pledged her hand fills her heart with terror. She flees from her home in desperation, but her bid for freedom is foiled by an encounter with a decidedly grumpy yet undeniably enthralling wizard.

Twenty years have passed since that fateful day at the Hatchet Cliffs—years that have taken a far greater toll on Ashcroft than all the centuries before—and the once proud wizard has been reduced to hunting dangerous beasts to sell their magical venom like a wandering merchant. Thing go from bad to worse when he inadvertently captures a beautiful, feisty young witch who happens to be on the run from someone with whom even an immortal of Ashcroft’s power would rather not tangle.

Though he is determined to return her to her adoptive father and then take his leave of them both, something about Maili captivates Ashcroft, threatening to smash through the barriers he has carefully erected to reach the place in his heart that only one other woman has ever touched. But aside from the fact that so much as kissing Maili would incur the wrath of the most powerful being in this region of the world, can he bear to risk his heart being torn to pieces again?

Publisher’s Note: Her Master’s Hand is the sequel to Her Master’s Claim. It is an erotic romance novel which includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
Links:

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Aubrey Cara visits with my new favorite book!

Ok, it’s no secret that I’m a huge Aubrey Cara fan girl. Well, her latest story, Candi’s Debt, is my new favorite! I absolutely loved it! (Here’s my review 🙂 )  She’s visiting today with a lovely “spanky” excerpt- yum!!! Here she is 🙂

 

Katherine, thank you for inviting me over! I have a new book out, Candi’s Debt. I had such a fun time writing this story. Hank and Candi are both such strong willed characters, and it was great to see how these two ‘worked’ things out. Candi gets into a tight spot early in the story and very reluctantly asks Hank for help. This scene comes after Hank has laid down the law and all the rules he feels Candi should be abiding by.

 

EXCERPT:

Halfway done with my smoke I’m feeling calm again when the object of my musings strolls back into the office. He stops in his tracks the second he sees me. The look on his face, when he spots the smoke in my hand, is my only warning.

“Are you smoking?” His amber eyes snap with fire and brimstone as he rounds the corner of the desk bearing down on me. It’s on the tip of my tongue to sass ‘obviously’ when he snatches the cig out of my hand. Before I can react he smashes it into the ashtray, then easily plucks me out of my seat and shoves me down over the wide surface of the old desk.

Maybe it’s the uncomfortable feeling of cold desk and ledgers underneath me. My paralyzed brain finally comes back online with a vengeance and I kick out right before his wide hand cracks down across my ass with stinging force.

Ahhh! What the hell are you doing?” I shriek, trying to grab at his hand in the middle of my back effectively holding me down.

“It’s called a spanking, princess. This is what happens when you break my rules,” he says with a smack, smack to my ass.

“Don’t you dare!”

“I always dare.” This statement is punctuated by three more solid vicious swipes to my rump.

“You have no right. Ahh, dammit, that hurts!” Trying to squirm out of his hold only results in getting my ass smacked hard enough that I go up on my toes. Shit, I swear under my breath gritting my teeth together as he whaps me again.

“We had an agreement, or have you forgotten?”

“I’m not taking your money!”

“Too little, too late. We,” smack, “shook,” smack, “on,” smack, “it.” SMACK.

Ahhh! I’m unshaking. I’m unshaking!”

“Sorry princess, no take backs,” the asshole says this on a laugh.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” I’m outraged when I look back at him. A huge grin splits his damn face. Meanwhile, my poor ass is throbbing. I want to reach back and rub my rump, but the brute has my wrists pinned to the small of my back.

“You know, I believe I am,” the smiling bastard says as he pulls me into a standing position, then quickly grabs my wrists again as I try to hit him. “That was a warning. Next time you’ll get the real deal, young lady.”

“Real deal?” I sputter. That felt pretty real to me.

Unbelievably he plants a kiss to the middle of my forehead, his beard scratching before he sits me back down. He cages me in, his hands braced on either side of the arms of my chair. “Now,” he says. “Be a good girl and get some work done. No more ‘smoke breaks’.” With that, he tweaks my nose before grabbing the cigarettes and lighter from the corner of the desk and leaves the room, wearing a huge grin.

What the hell just happened?

My ass tingles and throbs in a way that’s making me aware of a spreading heat. I’ve just been held down and spanked, and it turned me the hell on. Again. What is worse, I’m pretty sure Mr. Buffoon knows it, too. Oh god, why do I find that hot? I’m attracted to the man. Like, eggs-are-dropping-from-my-ovaries-like-paratroopers-from-the-sky-on-D-Day, attracted to the man. I drop my head, thumping it against the desk, then twice more for good measure. Ugh, I have horrible taste in men.

Candi debt

 

CANDI’S DEBT

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AUBREY CARA

 

Aubrey Cara likes it sweet n’ dirty—romance that is. She adores writing about kinky characters finding their one true naughty soul mate to love, cherish, and get freaky with. Aubrey resides in Coastal GA with her wonderful husband, superhero kid, two hand-me-down dogs, and a fish that has survived against all odds. When she’s not writing you can find her sewing costumes, repairing leaky faucets and dodging the PTA.

 

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Realizing Her Dream!

My good friend, Laurel, has a brand new spanking romance coming out on June 5th! I am so excited for her and her co-author, Maggie Ryan. This is going to be so awesome! 🙂 Here’s some cool info about their joint venture 🙂

 

 

realizing her dream

When Casey Reeves loses her husband to an unexpected heart attack, she gives herself a new mantra: To live life as if it were an amazing adventure, as every single day matters.
Unfortunately, one of the things on her bucket list looks far better on paper, and when Casey finds herself up in a plane, strapped to a tall, handsome man, about to undertake her very first parachute jump, she realizes that she’d do just about anything to be able to back out.

Paul Jackson has been a parachute instructor ever since he retired early, and has seen his fair share of terrified women, but when Casey hysterically promises to do anything he asks in return for being able to return to solid ground safely—even let him spank her—he’s amused, and not a little intrigued. He’s also more than willing to accept her bargain.

Casey finds herself taking a leap of faith—in more ways than one. The two begin their journey together, spending some time on a luxurious yacht, in a tropical rainforest and even in a ranch in outback Australia, as they work their way through her list.

What they discover is that life has a tendency not to follow carefully designed plans. With Paul beside her, Casey quickly learns that living every day to its fullest entails far more than she’d ever imagined. And by her side throughout the action, danger and laughter is a man who not only has no hesitation in reddening her bottom when she deserves it, but can send her soaring into ecstasy with a single look or a touch of his hand.

Finding a new love to equal—or even exceed—her old one was not even on Casey’s bucket list but now that she has, can they make it work? Is Paul really the man of her dreams?

Best-selling author Maggie Ryan and newcomer Laurel Jane have put their heads and their pens together to come up with this, an exciting tale of romance, lust, love, spanking and adventure. If the subject of domestic discipline or explicit erotica offends you, please do not read this book.

Coming June 5th to Blushing Books, Amazon and Barnes & Noble.

Visit Maggie Ryan’s Blog
On Facebook: Maggie Ryan and Laurellaskey@facebook.com
And on Twitter: @blushingMaggie and @LaurelLasky1

Email: maggie.ryan.writes@gmail.com
laureljane50@gmail.com

 

Excerpt:

“I’m very pleased to see you are still here,” he said.
Casey attempted to think of something witty to say, but every word stuck in her throat. The only thing she could do was nod.
“Ready?”
She thought about quipping that she had been born ready but for some reason, the man towering over her looked quite capable of making her prove it. “Um, to go celebrate? Is that what you mean?”
“Believe me, Casey, you’ll always understand exactly what I mean.” He paused to hold out his hand and she took it automatically. “We’ll have some dinner, and then for dessert—well, at least for my dessert anyway—I will give you the spanking you’ve been promised. This is your last chance to back out. If you agree, and by that I mean agree to both dinner and having your bottom blistered, I’ll pick you up tonight. Now tell me, are you ready?”