Vicks Vapor-rub, apply liberally to where??? Morganna Williams proves its not just for coughs due to colds any more, bwah ha ha!
She's back today to share another hot excerpt from her latest Amazon Best Selling erotic romance.
Congrats on another hit, Morganna!
Morganna: Thank you so much for having me over today Maddie, I’m so excited about my new release Naturally Naughty. It’s stylized like a spanking situational comedy so each chapter or episode has a spanking in it. The book is a series of episodes that follow Landon and Shannon as they meet and fall in love along their journey to the ultimate happy ending. In the excerpt I’ve brought today, Shannon has done something dangerous and Landon is about to show her that naughty girls get their bottoms punished inside and out.
Shannon has longed for a man strong enough to take her in hand for years, but nothing comes of her fantasies until a minor run-in with the law—and with hunky police officer Landon Bridges—ends up leaving her with blushing cheeks and a well-spanked bottom. Shannon’s sore behind doesn’t keep her from going out with Landon, though, and she soon discovers that having a firm-handed man around can have dire consequences for her backside when she is naughty.
Although a sound spanking is something Shannon seems to receive almost daily, Landon is not opposed to teaching her more intimate and embarrassing lessons should the situation warrant it… and the situation often does. But while Shannon’s misadventures give Landon many opportunities to put her over his knee, the punishments only serve to heighten their desire for one another. Has Shannon truly found the man of her dreams, or is Landon too good to be true?
Publisher’s Note: Naturally Naughty is a combination of erotic romance and romantic comedy that contains spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
Landon nodded and grabbed the hand I’d stroked his cheek with, placing a light kiss on my fingers before letting it go and turning me toward my bedroom with a stinging swat to my bottom. “Go get your hairbrush and bring it to me.”
“What!?” The man really knew how to take a sweet moment and tear it up!
“You heard me.”
One glance over my shoulder at his implacable face had me scurrying to do as he said. I frowned as I handed him the square-backed wooden hairbrush. It was a wonderful brush, felt great against my scalp when I pulled it through my hair, but somehow I didn’t think I would get that same relaxed feeling from it being used on my backside.
Landon wasted no time; soon he was seated on the couch with me draped over his thighs, bare bottom high and ready. He started in with the brush immediately. I cried out from the first searing contact.
Landon made sure not one inch of my bottom or upper thighs felt neglected. The brush was applied everywhere equally and repeatedly. The awesome sting it left in its wake had me bucking across his lap as I tried in vain to avoid the brush.
He held me in place easily and tucked my kicking legs between his own to help me hold still. My Landon was nothing if not considerate.
I bawled and squawked and howled and screamed and still the brush fell; my bottom felt like it was never going to be the same again.
I caught patches of his lecture as he paddled me: “flip-flops… tire maintenance… following strange men… future call me… get a jack… proper spare…”
I’m sure he said more, but really, how can a girl be expected to pay proper attention when her bottom feels like it could keep the superconductor running for a month with its heat? The brush finally stopped falling, but then the unthinkable happened. I felt Landon part my bottom cheeks with one hand and one finger began to press insistently against my puckered hole.
“No, Landon! Please don’t!” I wailed, mortified by this new indignity. Sure, we’d been intimate and even done a little anal play, but this was different.
“Naughty girls get their bottoms punished inside and out,” Landon said firmly as he continued to press against my vulnerable little hole until it relaxed enough to let his finger in. A burning coolness invaded along with his finger, making me gasp. “What’s that?” I cried, wriggling frantically.
“Vicks Vapor-rub. I thought it would help me make my point,” he told me as he began to thrust his finger in and out of my ass while I whimpered. I breathed a sigh of relief when he withdrew his finger completely, only to whine and plead when he returned with two and began to take my bottom in a punishing rhythm.
As I took my punishment I began to become embarrassingly aware of the growing wetness between my thighs. I didn’t enjoy the pain of spanking or of having my tender asshole punished, but being taken so completely in hand by my man never failed to trip my trigger.
“Do you think you can remember to take better care of your car and yourself in the future?” he asked as his fingers pressed deep, making me groan.
“Yes, sir!” I promised fervently.