Saturday, March 28, 2015

Sneak Peak at Second Time Lucky on Sat Spanks

Another taste to whet your appetite... 


Coming soon...


Second Time Lucky, Club Decadence Book 5



Unofficial Blurb:

From an early age, Mara Westbrook has led a troubled life.  With no one to trust or rely on, she meets a breathtakingly handsome soldier on her ward at Walter Reed.  He captures her eye and makes her yearn for things she never thought possible, not for a girl like her.  Can she put aside the traumatic secrets of her past and risk giving love a try?


Injured and in pain, the only light in Master Sergeant Sean O'Brien's dark days is his night nurse, his blond haired, green eyed, deliciously curvy, modern day Florence Nightingale.  Seeing her in those tight scrubs, tending to him and his fellow soldiers with her sweet, yet sexy smile, eases the pain in his throbbing leg.  Unfortunately, it shifts the ache about six inches higher.  He wants her, badly, and yearns to take her over his lap, peel down her pink scrubs and panties--his mind conjured up matching pink lace--and warm her spectacular ass until she's wet and begging for more.  More of the discipline and dominance that only he can provide.    He sets out to make her his own, to earn her trust, her love and in the end her ultimate submission.

As the threats against the Decadence Masters and The Club become fierce, answers are at long lasts revealed.  Come visit old friends and as always watch desire ignite, love simmer, while kink and sex burn blazing hot in the best damn BDSM club in the southwest.    

Second Time Lucky is a full-length erotic romance novel that includes sexual scenes, spankings, anal play, toys, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, you are definitely on the wrong blog!  



Snippet:


“Haven’t you ever had a spanking?”

“No.”

“What about a sexy spanking?”

She shook her head in the negative. 

“Not even a little swat in the heat of the moment?” 

“You mean other than the times you’ve done it?” She replied, shooting him an accusing glare.

“What can I say?  Your round, gorgeous behind practically screams ‘spank me’ especially when you’re on all fours in front of me.”  He grinned when she rolled her eyes toward the ceiling.  “Poor neglected Mara, if you think the swat or two I’ve given you accounts for a sexy spanking, you don’t know what you're missing.”  

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Sorry, no buy links yet.  I'll keep you posted on the release date. Check out my Amazon page for other titles in the Club Decadence series and my other work while you're waiting.   Or, hop around the blog today and find some other tantalizing spanking romance and erotica treats.  There's something for everyone, I promise.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Mr. Hot-Sex-on-a-Stick Dom Man and Morganna Williams Take Over Wicked Wanton Wednesday

Welcoming first time guest author Morganna Williams to Wicked Wanton Wednesday.  Morganna has another HOT Amazon Bestseller on her hands with her newest release:

His Girl, His Rules

The cover alone sold me…  Phew!!!  She spent some time in the author’s corner and I’m hoping she brought a sexy excerpt, too.  What did you bring for us today, Morganna?


Morganna:  Thank you for having me today Maddie! I’m excited to share and excerpt from my new book His Girl, His Rules. In this scene Glory wakes up thinking about the spanking she’d received from Gabriel the night before and gets a bit hot and bothered; what’s a girl to do when she’s excited and there’s not a Dom in sight?


Excerpt from His Girl, His Rules:


Glory woke feeling better than she had in years. Her body still tingling with remembered pleasure. She’d written about explosive multiple orgasms, but had half believed it was all the stuff of fantasy and nothing she could ever expect in reality.

Thankfully, in this instance she’d been wrong, because wow-oh-wow, was the reality hotter than anything she could have dreamed up. If the last orgasm Gabriel had given her had been any more intense, Glory was pretty sure she would have passed out.

And the spanking! A new surge of wetness pooled between her thighs as she thought about being across Gabriel’s lap. It had hurt, but boy, had it ever tripped her trigger.
She wriggled around experimentally, shifting her bottom across the bed sheets, and frowned. Not a prickle of sting or any lingering soreness.

Frowning, Glory climbed from the bed and lifted her gown to study her backside in the full-length mirror next to her vanity.

Nothing! Her bottom was as white as it ever was; it was as if the spanking had never occurred. Why did that make her so sad?

She knew it wasn’t the pain of the spanking that had aroused her as much as the complete mastery he’d demonstrated over her; the dominance of the act. The aftereffects, the heat and slight soreness in her bottom last night after he’d finished her punishment—that part she’d enjoyed. The actual punishment, not so much.

Though perversely she wondered what it would be like if he punished her for something more serious. She pictured him taking her back over his knee for something major and spanking her until she hung limply over his knee sobbing out her apologies. Would he make her stand in the corner with her hot red bottom on display?

Glory groaned out loud as the wetness and heat between her thighs grew exponentially. With a smile she opened the drawer of her bed stand and pulled out her trusty vibrator.
Lying back on the bed, she spread her legs wide, turning it on high as she thrust it straight inside her needy channel.

She wasn’t in the mood to tease herself; her morning reverie had taken her way beyond the point of slowly building up her arousal. Glory wanted it hard and fast and she soon realized doing this on her back wasn’t going to cut it.

Rolling over, she brought her knees beneath her and spread them wide; using one hand, she spread her lips open as she drove the vibe in hard and fast. Her hips began bucking down to meet it immediately, the little clit stimulator buzzing against her clit with every inward stroke. Finally needing more stimulation, Glory simply pressed it deep and ground it hard against her inner walls as the little vibrator rode her clit.

She pictured Gabriel’s hard hand slamming down on her butt and then exploded around the sex toy with a muffled scream. Smiling, she began to move it in and out in a gentle rhythm as she rode out the final pulses of her orgasm, drawing it out as much as possible, and then collapsed face down on the bed to recover.

That had been the most intense orgasm she’d ever given herself; it still hadn’t compared to the ones Gabriel had supplied, but it was still a pretty amazing solo venture.
Of course it hadn’t really been solo; Gabriel had been there the whole time in her mind. Glory sighed; no way did she have any business falling for a man. Especially one like Gabriel.

Mr. Hot-sex-on-a-stick dom man.


Blurb:

Though Glory Walters writes erotic novels about firm-handed men who know how to deal with feisty women, she’s ashamed to admit she’s never experienced anything of the sort herself. But then she meets Gabriel—Sergeant Gabriel to the men he leads on the local SWAT team, but Master Gabriel to her—and suddenly the scenes in her books don’t seem so far-fetched anymore.


Gabriel has just been going through the motions in life since his wife’s death four years ago, but almost from the moment he sets eyes on her, he wants Glory as his own. Despite never having been taken in hand before, she responds beautifully to a good, hard, bare-bottom spanking, and his dominant lovemaking leaves her breathless. But when Glory foolishly puts herself in extreme danger, she soon discovers that naughty girls who take risks with their safety get their bottoms thoroughly punished… inside and out.


Publisher’s Note: His Girl, His Rules is an erotic novel that contains spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.



Maddie’s Intimate 
Author’s Corner


Maddie:  We’re here to talk about His Girl, His Rules, Morganna’’s newest release.  Personally, I love the premise of the book.  What inspired your latest storyline?


Morganna:  I would say most of my storylines have a grain of something of real life in them. Mine or someone else's. A few conversations in His Girl, His Rules are straight from conversations I've had with friends.


Maddie:  Often times in the genre, the women are flawed or have past traumas and the hero helps them overcome.  What about your hero, Gabriel?  What do you see as his biggest character flaw, if any, that Glory helps him overcome? 


Morganna:  Gabriel's biggest character flaw is fear. He was afraid to love and lose again. In a way, there is a little submission in every love story. To truly love, we have to submit to the emotion and our need for another person. Glory may be the submissive in the story but Gabriel has to let go of his fear and submit to his feelings. Glory has to let go of the illusion of control.


Maddie: Your cover is hot, how much input do you have into title and cover art?


Morganna: The cover art is always hot because Korey Mae Johnson is a genius. I don't have an artistic bone in my body. I just give a brief overview and describe the characters and Korey takes it from there. The titles are usually tossed around a bit. For His Girl, His Rules, my editor Jamie pulled the title straight from dialogue.


Maddie:  How do balance writing with your home life?


Morganna:  I write mostly on my lunch hour or when I have a spare moment here and there.


Maddie:  What is your biggest challenge as an author?


Morganna:  My biggest challenges as an author are finding time to write and trusting myself. I second-guess myself a lot.


Now, How about some fun Stuff:


Maddie:  What is your #1 guilty pleasure?


Morganna:  Reading, I spend way too much on Amazon.


Maddie:  If you had to freedom to set up the perfect authors nook where you could create without interruptions, where would it be and what would it look like and?


Morganna:  Office in a beach house with a big window overlooking the beach in front of my desk.


Maddie:  Tell me 5 more fun facts, (I think you’ve done this before) about yourself that people close to you don’t know


Morganna:  Fun Facts!


1) I love the water; swimming, snorkeling, scuba;

2) I went to Europe all by myself when I was in my twenties;

3) I'm a klutz;

4) I once chipped my two front teeth on a grocery kart (long story);

5) I'm the lady in the store that will talk to anyone. ;-)


Maddie:  I want to go shopping with you!  We’d have a blast, after we knocked over a display or two with our klutziness, of course!  All my teeth are intact, however.  (knocks on wood).  Thanks for spending some time with me today Morganna and for sharing about Gabriel and Glory.  Come back when you have more sexy, steamy Dom excerpts to share.  J  You know we love it!




Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Getting Medieval with Dinah McLeod on Wicked Wanton Wednesday


 Medieval romance… sigh… conjures up images of gothic castles, knights in shining armor, damsels in distress and now we can add hot bottomed spankings and Conquered Brides. 

Dinah McLeod is visiting today and has brought along an excerpt from Kidnapped and Claimed for our wicked wanton reading pleasure.

Enjoy...



Kidnapped and Claimed

When her husband’s repeated infidelities and drunken insults become too much to bear, Lady Cecily flees to her childhood home at Hohenzollern, but things quickly go from bad to worse and she is kidnapped from the castle stables only moments after her arrival. Cecily ignores her abductor’s warnings of ruin about to befall Hohenzollern and his claim that he took her from the castle only to keep her safe. She resists him every step of the way, until at last he spanks her long and hard. Despite his firm chastisement, it soon becomes clear to Cecily that her captor cares for her in a way her husband never did. But can she forgive him for stealing her from her home?


Excerpt:

At first, the stable seemed empty. I shouldn’t be surprised—it was time for the evening meal, after all—yet, I was annoyed. Now that I’d dismounted, I realized how hungry and tired I was. I wanted nothing more than to see my horse cared for so that I could seek solace with my mother, and perhaps partake in a bit of supper myself. A movement out of the corner of my eye had me turning my head and when I saw a figure crouching down low, watching me, my irritation grew.

“Are you the stable boy?” I demanded, my voice harsher than I normally would have used, but justified given the circumstances.

“Ah…”

“Whatever are you doing on the floor?” I snapped. “Get up, then. There’s work to be done.” I held out the reins, arching a brow when he stood, dusted off his trousers, yet made no move to take them. “Well? What are you waiting for?”

“Forgive me, Princess, I don’t mean to—”

“Oh, for Heaven’s sake,” I exclaimed, with an unladylike snort of laughter. “You must be new.”

“What gave me away, my lady?”

“I am not the princess. Any servant worth his salt would know that.” Not that he could be blamed entirely for the slipup. We both had the same thick, dark raven hair. Though mine spilled in curls down my back, with it held up in pins as it was at the moment, it would be hard to tell. We were of a similar height and build—both with small waists and narrow hips, though Susanna’s chest was more endowed than mine own. We also shared smooth skin as white as milk, and full, rosebud mouths. Still, for all those shared qualities, no one could deny that Susanna had the presence of a queen, the bearing of a ruler, which added to her beauty in a way that I would never know.

“Forgive me, my lady. And whom do I have the honor of addressing?”

I tilted my head to the side, examining him. My first thought was that he did not speak very much like a servant. Nonetheless, I opened my mouth to answer him when it occurred to me that perhaps it would be better if I did not. If he didn’t know who I was, then perhaps he would not remember seeing me at all when my lord husband began asking questions. Smiling to myself, pleased with my own cleverness, I dismissed his question with a wave of my hand. “Never you mind. Go about your business and leave me to mine.” I’d barely spoken when I felt him move behind me. A sudden chill ran down my spine and heeding my instincts, I spun around to find him right behind me.  

“I would very much like to,” he said in a quiet, steady way that would have been comforting but for his unnatural closeness. “But I’m afraid you’re my business now.”

“I beg your pardon?” I huffed the question, even as my heart began to pick up speed. “Do you forget yourself, sir? Do you forget that you address a lady, one far above your station?”

He did not smile, but a twitching around his lips told me that he would like to. “You high-breds are all the same, aren’t you? Always concerned with your own importance. There is more to the world than you know, Princess.”

“I already told you—”

“Hush.”

The word was spoken softly, but with enough authority to shock me. I took a step back, until I was leaning into my horse. “You do not command here! Why, you are nothing more than a…than a…” I trailed off helplessly, thrown by his calm, by his quiet authority in the face of my anger.       

“I do not know why you are here, but it is not the place for you. It would go better for you if you returned at once.”

I blinked my large, blue eyes in surprise. “Why? Is there danger afoot? Something I should tell Princess Susanna?”  Something in his expression changed when I said her name and I smiled, finally feeling as though I had the upper hand. “Yes, perhaps I shall go fetch her right now, I think she would like to know there are impertinent stable boys in her household.” I turned to go, but I had not gone two steps when I felt his hand close over my arm in a surprisingly strong grip.

“I cannot allow you to do that.”

I whirled on him, irritated with his matter-of-fact tone as well as the fact that he would dare lay hands on me. “Who do you think you are?” I demanded. “How dare you touch me!”

If anything, his grip on me tightened. “I’m afraid I can’t risk you’re leaving. You’re going to have to come with me. Just remember, I did try to warn you.”

“Warn me about what?” I practically spat the words at him, my fury incensed when he did not so much as blink. “Unhand me, you brute!”

“Come along quietly now, or I’m afraid I’ll have to gag you.”

The way he spoke without wavering, the dead-set of his eyes, told me that he would not hesitate to carry out his threat. Yet, I dug my heels in and yanked with all my might. When I did not find myself released, I took a deep breath, preparing to scream at the top of my lungs and alert anyone nearby to my plight. Before I could, however, I felt his hand come down sharply on my backside. It was only once, but it was swift and hard. I opened my mouth to shout my indignation, but his hand came clamping down over my lips, smothering my outraged cries.

“Do as I say, or it’ll be worse for you,” he promised.


Buy Links 




Commanding the Princess by Korey Mae Johnson


As the ruler of Hohenzollern Castle in name only, Susanna has watched helplessly for years as her power-hungry uncle made one enemy after another for her. One enemy stands out, and the moment she catches sight of him, Princess Susanna is certain that it will be Gerhard of Bavaria who brings her world down around her. As his army smashes through her gates, Susanna makes the only choice she has left. She surrenders herself to Gerhard, hoping to win mercy for her people, though she fears it will come at the cost of her life. But she soon learns that Gerhard has other plans for her, plans which may end with her surrendering much more than just her castle to him.



The Knight’s Seduction, by Renee Rose


Avowed to never again yield to a man’s ill-treatment, Lady Daisy stands ready to fight to the death when her castle is sacked. The imposing knight Sir Barrett has other ideas, however, and to her dismay, Daisy soon finds herself not only disarmed, but soundly spanked as well. Sir Barrett takes her as his captive bride, but when she shows real terror at the prospect of consummating their marriage, he offers her a bargain. She will offer her body to him and accept the pleasurable torments he inflicts, but he will not claim her fully until she aches for it so badly she begs him. Certain she will do no such thing, Daisy agrees, but can she resist the knight's seduction?



The Widow Is Mine, by Ashe Barker


Since her husband’s untimely passing, Lady Natalia has resigned herself to a quiet life as a young widow and perhaps one day as a nun. But when her adopted home is conquered by the enemy, her world is turned upside down. After he rescues her from the chaos of Hohenzollern’s fall, Duke Stefan of Richtenholst cannot imagine allowing Natalia to languish behind the walls of a convent. The duke takes Natalia home as his wife, and he quickly proves himself ready to compel her obedience when it is necessary, but can he ever truly make her his own?



Conquering Lady Claire, by Sue Lyndon


As Hohenzollern Castle falls, mayhem unfolds around Lady Claire, and her only aim is to lead as many women and children of the castle to safety as possible. In an odd turn of fortune, her courageous efforts ultimately lead to her capture by none other than Lord Galien of Minrova, the very man that her brother, a powerful duke, recently commanded to find her and claim her as his wife. Claire’s defiance is quickly overcome by means of a firm hand applied to her bare bottom, but Galien is not content merely going through the motions of a political marriage. His skilled lovemaking soon leaves his new bride begging for more, but can he conquer her heart as well?


Join me next week when my guest author will be Morganna Williams

Saturday, March 7, 2015

Club Decadence Returns to SatSpanks



A little taste of Decadence in a sneak preview.  


Coming soon...


Second Time Lucky, Club Decadence Book 5



Unofficial Blurb:

From an early age, Mara Westbrook has led a troubled life.  With no one to trust or rely on, she meets a breathtakingly handsome soldier on her ward at Walter Reed.  He captures her eye and makes her yearn for things she never thought possible, not for a girl like her.  Can she put aside the traumatic secrets of her past and risk giving love a try?


Injured and in pain, the only light in Master Sergeant Sean O'Brien's dark days is his night nurse, his blond haired, green eyed, deliciously curvy, modern day Florence Nightingale.  Seeing her in those tight scrubs, tending to him and his fellow soldiers with her sweet, yet sexy smile, eases the pain in his throbbing leg.  Unfortunately, it shifts the ache about six inches higher.  He wants her, badly, and yearns to take her over his lap, peel down her pink scrubs and panties--his mind conjured up matching pink lace--and warm her spectacular ass until she's wet and begging for more.  More of the discipline and dominance that only he can provide.    He sets out to make her his own, to earn her trust, her love and in the end her ultimate submission.

In book 5 of Club Decadence, we pick up were we left off with the Mendoza Cartel weakened and running scared.  As the threats against the Decadence Masters and The Club become fierce, answers are at long lasts revealed.  Come visit old friends and as always watch desire ignite, love simmer, while kink and sex burn blazing hot in the best damn BDSM club in the southwest.    

Second Time Lucky is a full-length erotic romance novel that includes sexual scenes, spankings, anal play, toys, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, you are definitely on the wrong blog!  




Snippet 



“You mean you’d spank me for sassing?”  

“Damn straight, I’d absolutely paddle that gorgeous behind, in fact,” his grin had turned down right wicked now, “as your man, I’d be obliged to.”

“I’m in big trouble then, 'cause I tend to get sassy when I’m nervous too.  I think it’s a defense mechanism of some kind.”

“What do you have to be nervous about, baby?  It’s just you and me.”

“Well, this topic for one.  You’re a six foot three, two hundred thirty pound man with big catcher’s mitts for hands who’s talking about spanking me.  Wouldn’t you be nervous if you were in my place?”

He laughed.  “Hell yeah, because if you hadn’t noticed, I don’t swing that way.”


Sorry, I don't have a publication date yet, but its getting close.  I'm on my final pages of edits before my wonderful beta readers get their hands on it.  Stay tuned for more snippets and updates on the release of Second Time Lucky.


Intrigued?  New to Club Decadence?  The other titles of this Best Selling series are available on Amazon, Blushing Books, Barnes and Noble and other eBook sites if you'd like to get a head start on Second Time Lucky, CD Book 5.  












Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Normandie Alleman, Washboard Abs, Forty is the New Thirty, and a Tycoon All on Wicked Wanton Wednesday

I’m thrilled to have Normandie Alleman with me today because she brought along a little something different.  Her new release, TAKEN BY THE TYCOON, veers from the offtimes prescribed recipe in romance, pushing aside the formulaic relationships between twenty-somethings and the May-December older man, younger woman liaison.    


In TAKEN BY THE TYCOON, 40-something Violet Weeks meets a younger dominant man of her dreams.  Yes!  Go Violet!!!  Forty is the new thirty and doesn’t mean you can’t be a beautiful, sexual being. 




Case in point, Sophia, Jen, Selma and Violet... 








How many men would kick any of these women out of bed?  I wouldn't, and I'm straight.  LOL
   






Blurb TAKEN BY THE TYCOON

He reminds me of the men who grace the walls of stores where my daughter shops. Men with rippling abs and sinewy ropes of muscles. Men intended for younger women. 

I never expected him to notice me. Imagine my surprise when he cornered me in the locker room, pressed his incredible body against mine, and forced me to acknowledge a desire more powerful than anything I’d experienced before.

Now that he has introduced me to the pleasures of being dominated, he wants to possess me completely. But how can I risk my heart, when I know his affection will never last?


Snippet

He kissed her on the forehead. “You truly were a very good girl today. Next time I’ll bring my ropes.” His eyebrows lifted, the anticipation palpable for them both.
“Promise?” Violet asked saucily.
“If you are a good girl and promise not to touch yourself until I see you next week,” he said.
“What?”
He grabbed her by the waist and whispered in her ear menacingly, “That pussy of yours belongs to me.”
Her eyes widened. “It does?”
There was an intensity in his eyes she’d never seen before. “Do you want it to?”
She nodded.
“Say it.”
“Yes, Sir. I want my pussy to belong to you.”


Buy Links:

Barnes & Noble: http://tinyurl.com/kuolnt3
Kobo: http://tinyurl.com/nm28bc8       


Maddie’s Intimate Authors Corner

Mixing it up a bit this week, we have Violet Weeks, voted one of Texas’ Biggest Movers & Shakers Over 40 – 2015, Co-Founder of the charity Musical Mentors, and lover of oil tycoon (and HOT, young stud) Stuart Swearingen.  Ms. Violet is also a self-proclaimed fun-loving girl, which doesn’t make it a stretch that Sharon Osbourne is an inspiration to her.  She graciously agreed to be in the hot seat today.  Let’s see what trouble we can get up to.

Violet, what is your best and worst quality?

Hmm. My best quality would probably be that I like to have a good time. And my worst quality is something that I’m working on. I’m too worried about what other people think of me.

What is your biggest secret that nobody knows about?

That I’m terrified of going into menopause! Eeek! My worst nightmare is turning into an old crone, so I’m fighting this aging thing every step of the way.

What do you want more than anything?

To be with comfortable in my relationship with Stuart, and find a way to stop worrying that he’ll leave me for a younger woman.

How much of a rebel are you?

I’m a rebel in my own way. I’m independent, and I like to do my own thing. But I have to admit I do worry about people saying bad things about me, so that keeps me in check to a large degree.


What about Stuart – is he a good or a bad influence on you? 

Both! He doesn’t give a fig about what people think. He’ll get me into all sorts of trouble so that’s bad, but at the same time I need to let my guard down more. He helps me do that, so in that way he’s a good influence. He’s made my life richer.



What do you consider to be your greatest achievement?

Raising my daughter. She’s eighteen now, and I’m so proud of her. I’m also proud of my charity. It provides musical instruments and instruction to kids in at-risk school districts. Several of our kids have earned college scholarships with the help of the program.


What is it you most dislike?

Busybody socialites who have nothing better to do than gossip about other people. Get a life!


What is the quality you like most in a man?

Hard, well-defined abs. What? Is that bad to say?


What quality do you like most in a woman?

Wit. I love a gal with a good sense of humor, don’t you?


What is your greatest regret?

That Stuart and I didn’t find one another sooner. It probably wouldn’t have worked, but I crave more time with him and I hate for us to have wasted time in relationships with others. It’s not realistic to think this way, but sometimes I’m wistful about it.


Which living person do you most admire?

Christie Brinkley. Good Lord, the woman is in her sixties and have you seen how amazing she looks? I should probably say someone like the President, but oh well. I’d love to look that great at her age!




What is your motto?

Live each day as if it’s your last.


Thanks for spending time with me today Normandie and Violet, come back anytime you want to share more sexy snippets, new releases or pics with rippling, rock hard abs...  Yum Mee!



Author Info:

A former psychologist, Normandie has always been fascinated by human behavior. She loves writing quirky characters that are all too human. Fiber arts, baking, and Pinterest are a few of her favorite pastimes. She lives on a farm with a passel of kids, an adorable husband, and a pet pig who’s crazy for Red Bull. If you’d like up to the minute new release info on Normandie’s books text RACYREADS to 24587 (Use all CAPS).


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