Wicked Wanton Wednesday

Welcome to Wicked Wanton Wednesday--Regency Style

Renee Rose is my guest today and she brings a wicked historical tidbit from the Reddington Scandal. 

 

 

Those of you who know Renee will appreciate her motto: 'no romance is complete without a spanking' and I wholeheartedly agree.

There's nothing like the Regency era.  The glamor, the glitz, the decadent lifestyle of The Ton...  I write Victorian but I believe they had the same split drawers and delicious corsets.



Those of you new to her work, read on... If you read Renee's excerpt, you will get a little taste... 

Enjoy Wicked Wanton Wednesday Regency Style.

The Blurb from the "Reddington Scandal"

When Phoebe's brother-in-law catches the notorious rake Lord Fenton in his home late at night, half-dressed and obviously attempting escape, he flies into a rage, threatening to kill both his wife and Lord Fenton. In a desperate measure to avert bloodshed, Phoebe claims she is Lord Fenton's lover, thereby forcing him to take her as his wife to avoid a scandal.

Knowing full well a philanderer like Teddy Fenton could never remain faithful, Phoebe insists upon separate bedrooms, resolving to resist his charm rather than fall in love and face the pain of his inevitable infidelity. Her handsome husband respects her request for a marriage in name only, but his marital dominance manifests itself in other ways. She soon learns that while he will not force her to his bed, Teddy is more than willing to take her over his knee and spank her bare bottom when her behavior warrants it.

Doubting his ability to stay faithful and not wishing to replicate his parents' miserable existence, Teddy had never intended to take a wife, until he was forced to marry the lovely Phoebe Fletcher and everything changed. Suddenly other women hold no allure for him, and he wants nothing more than to win the affection of his new bride. But just when it seems he might succeed, secrets from her past threaten to destroy their chance at happiness. Can this couple come to love one another as befits a man and wife, or will their marriage end in scandal after all?

This book contains a special bonus story featuring Kitty and Harry Westerfield from The Westerfield Affair.

 

Publisher's Note: The Reddington Scandal is an erotic romance novel that includes both consensual and non-consensual spankings, anal play, graphic sexual scenes, and more. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

"Renee Rose has written several historical romance / spanking novels and I have loved every single one.  I whole-heartedly recommend this title." - Bottoms Up Book Reviews

Buy today: Amazon, Amazon UK, Amazon DE, Amazon.it, ARe,Barnes and Noble, Blushing Books

Enjoy an Excerpt from The Reddington Scandal... 

He pulled her drawers off. “Show me how you touch yourself between your legs, Phoebe.”

            Her lips parted and her head fell back. Her hand crept slowly toward her sex, which he could see was already glistening with nectar. She touched the outer lips of her sex tentatively.

            “Is that how you do it?” he murmured as he crawled up next to her on the bed, settling on his side with his head resting in his hand.

            “No,” she whispered.

            “How do you do it, Phoebe? Do you put your fingers inside?”

            “No.” Her brow furrowed and he sensed he had tread on dangerous ground.

            “Just show me how you do it.”

            “Well,” she hesitated. “I lie on my stomach.”

            He smothered a laugh. “Roll over, then, and show me what you do.”

            She rolled over, her hand between her legs. She did not penetrate her sex with her fingers, but kept them all cupped together, undulating in a wave like motion over her mons. Her hips began to grind, pressing her mound into her hand.

            He unfastened her corset, taking care not to distract her. “Now that I shall be prohibited from frequenting the brothels, I'll have to teach you to please me like a light-skirt. Do you think you could do so, Phoebe?”

            She made a little whimper of protest, but her hips hurried their speed, belying her excitement. “Have you ever heard the term cada orificio?”

            She made a negative sound. Her corset completely opened, he trailed his fingertip down her spine. “It comes from the Italian whores. It means every orifice. It means they take a man into all three of their largest orifices.”

            She made another moan. His fingertip had reached the cleft of her buttocks and he slid it down to her thighs, then back up, this time deep within her cheeks.

            “Did you know you can take a man here, Phoebe?” he asked, applying a small amount of pressure on her back hole.

 

Maddie's Intimate Authors Corner

November's authors corner questions is how do you get the inspiration for your sex scenes.  What do you say Renee?  What inspires you wanton wickedness???

Renee:  My own sex life feeds a lot of my sex scenes, as do my masturbatory fantasies. TMI?  Sorry!!!

Maddie:  Oh Renee!  That is not nearly enough TMI!!!!  Now you have left us readers to assume you have participated in all of the wickedly HOT sex scenes you have written especially cada orificio.  Now... naming names would be TMI.  LOL

Thank you so much for joining me today!  Will I see you again next month for The Naughty List??  I hope so...

Next week my pre-Thanksgiving guest will be Emily Tilton.  See you then!

Torrid Tantalizing Tuesday

Back by popular demand;  

Torrid Tantalizing Tuesday.  

I am very happy to be hosting Dinah McLeod, a great friend and colleague but also a wonderful DD/Spanking fiction author.  

Dinah sets up her newest release:  "Answering to Him"

I would like to first thank Maddie for allowing me to be here with her today! And secondly I’d like to take a moment to introduce you all to my newest book, “Answering to Him”. It’s the story of Alicia and Oliver, who have been married sixteen years and have one teenage son, Jonah. As long as they’ve been married, Alicia never has come clean about a secret she’s kept hidden: she’s a spanko and she’s just dying for her husband to take her over his knee! When she finally finds the courage to reveal herself, she finds herself in for a surprise when Oliver has a completely different spanking in mind!

Now enjoy a tantalizing taste from "Answering to Him"

He pounced on me, nibbling my lip, kissing it, so amorous in his need that he was rougher than usual. I responded eagerly, feeling his urgency in every possessive touch of his fingers. I tilted my head back so that he could kiss my neck. He attacked the delicate flesh immediately, with such passionate kisses that I wondered if I might get my first hickey in almost fifteen years. As he was pressing his lips to every inch of skin there, I was pulling his shirt off. As soon as he was free of it, my hands went for the zipper on his pants.

“When are you going to stop wearing jeans to bed?” I asked, my voice breathy as I giggled.

“As soon as you remember to take them off me, like this,” he replied before biting down on my neck and making me gasp.

As soon as I slid his jeans off, pulling the boxers down along with them, his cock sprang forward, long and hard. Just the sight of it made me melt. I reached out a finger to stroke his hardened manhood, and the minute I touched the swollen head, the feel of his silky skin made my panties dampen with desire.

“God, Alicia,” he groaned, sounding almost fierce. Before I could take him in my hand, he reached over and pushed me down on the bed.

I felt my heart leap into my throat. I’d never seen him like this; my husband was always so steady and mild-mannered, and while I loved him for it, seeing this man that was practically wild for me was thrilling beyond words. We came together as though we were the cats in heat my husband had teasingly accused me of being. I clawed my fingernails down his back and saw him grit his teeth as he groaned.

He pounded into me, hard, each thrust desperate to find release. I could hardly catch my breath as I lay underneath him; desire had turned my insides to mush, and with each thrust I felt myself flying higher, and higher, exhilarated at the pleasure and terrified of following all at once.

“I can’t take any more,” I gasped. “Please, Oliver.”

Normally the perfect gentleman, my husband would have stilled and rolled over at once. The man who had replaced him, who had delivered more pleasure to me in one night than I’d ever had before, shook his head. “Come with me.”

“Oh, please,” I groaned again. “Please.” Even I didn’t know what I was begging him for—I could hardly speak with the heat in my body that was willing to tear me apart to find release. Maybe he knew I was saying, Stop, you have to stop before I come apart. Maybe he knew, but he didn’t heed my pleas.

The thrusts came closer together, even harder than before, and I rode each wave out, clutching his sweaty arm. I closed my eyes and saw colors dance before them. This must be what it feels like—my body was racked with orgasms. This must be what it feels like to die by pleasure.

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Maddie's Intimate Author's Corner

I asked Dinah where she got her inspiration for my sex scenes?

Funny story. A reader of Harlequin romances when I grew up, I always used to try to "write" in my head as I was being kissed. You know, he leaned toward her, seduction in his eyes... anyway, it made me burst out laughing whenever a man tried to kiss me! They stopped trying after getting that reaction a few times! ;) So now I do the same thing with my sex life. Just please don't tell my husband!

MT:  Great answer, Dinah.  Just one question.  You say you do the same thing with your sex life, that doesn't include the laughing, does it?  I image that could really put a damper on things.  Not to mention deflating his ego and getting you spanked!  Or is that you ploy?   I insist that you clarify.  :) 

Thanks for stopping by today Dinah!  I'm looking forward to seeing you again for our Christmas Collaboration on The Naughty List.  Please drop in again any time.

Tomorrow Renee Rose will be joining me for Wicked Wanton Wednesday, so make sure to drop by and see what she's got cooking.  I bet it's sexy, HOT and if I was a betting woman, I bet it's historical.  So, come on by!

#SatSpanks Goes West with Marshall's Law

It's Saturday Spankings time again and I'm serving up another tasty snippet from my WIP; Marshall's Law. 

 

 

 

 

Marshall's Law is my work in progress set in the old west where a modern woman from 2013 finds

herself transported to Wyoming in 1878.  

 

 I don't have a cover but I thought this picture

sort of sets the mood...

The Blurb:
 
Janelle Prescott meets the very sexy, dominant Marshall Aaron Jackson.  They butt heads of course (emotional angst and all that) and he winds up marrying her to save her.  He is her hero until he decides to exercise his authority to keep her safe.  This 2013 modern woman has to learn to adjust to life in the Old West,  including no A/C, no Coca-Cola, and no cell phones.  Egad!
 
But the biggest adjustment she must make is getting used to Aaron's old fashioned rules and his old west form of discipline.  
 
If you know my books, there is a rift that must be mended, a villain that must be conquered, a love that must be nurtured, and a butt that must be busted.  

 

Enjoy a snippet from Marshall's Law:
“I know this is hard, Janelle, but you can’t go running around by yourself at night or anytime, for that matter, it’s just not safe. There are outlaws, drifters and thieves around that would love to come upon a helpless woman such as you.  Do you understand that?”

Nodding her head, Janelle sniffled and said, "I want to go home, Aaron.”

“I know, honey, but I don’t know how to make that happen and until we figure something out, you have to do what I say.  For your own good, understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.”  He sat down next to her and his next statement shocked her.  “I want you to come across my lap again--you’ve earned another dozen for this little stunt.”

Welcome to Wicked Wanton Wednesday

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Must be 18 or older to view the wicked words within

 

Today we travel back to Regency London for a sizzling, sexy treat.  Our featured author is Celeste Jones who presents her brand new release; Lady Katherine's Conundrum. 

 

 

 

 She’s back and she’s in trouble.

After a summer in the country Lady Katherine and her husband, Thomas, return to London to participate in all the festivities available to a Lord and his Lady. The scandal that forced them to marry is long forgotten and they are at the top of the social ladder.

In addition to the pleasures of an active social life, Lady Katherine is thrilled to learn that the friend who abandoned her in her time of need, Lady Lorena Arnold, is now the subject of a salacious scandal. Katherine can hardly believe her good fortune when she observes Lady Arnold en route to a tryst. But, before she can share the juicy tidbit with the other ladies of the ton, her husband lays down the law: No Gossip.

Will Katherine be able to keep her tale to herself? And if not, will her tail be at risk of a brisk spanking from the stern but loving Lord Winchester?

Note: This book is a sequel to Lady Katherine’s Comeuppance, but can be read on its own.

Further note: This book contains hot sex, erotic and disciplinary spankings.

 

Now for a sizzling excerpt:

 

 

Warm water trickled down her breasts and dripped from the hardened peaks of Lady Katherine Winchester’s nipples. She leaned back in the copper tub, stretched her arms out along the sides, and luxuriated in the watery cocoon.

Her black hair flowed toward the floor as she pressed backward then propped her feet on the bottom rim of the tub, doing her best to recline.

 

Her husband, Lord Thomas Winchester, knelt next to the tub. He dipped a large sponge into the bath. Once it filled to saturation, he squeezed the water over his wife’s body with obvious enjoyment.

 

She closed her eyes and reveled in the decadent sensations of the water sliding down her naked flesh. The warm liquid flowed over her and dripped back into the balmy pool where it started and remained there until the sponge sopped it up for another cascade across her prickled flesh.

 

Thomas continued tormenting her with rivulets from the sponge, paying particular attention to her breasts, which he lathered and rinsed repeatedly. He strove to be a thoughtful and thorough husband.

She sighed and a soft smile played across her lips.

 

Thomas moved from the care and cleanliness of her breasts to a detailed inspection of her womanhood. He reached below her and tapped her bottom, signaling her to rise up. Once she did, he slid a small wooden stool beneath her hips in order to support her lower half for easier care and attention.

Her knees fell to the sides of their own volition, opening her to his view. “Mm. Good girl,” he said and the husk in his voice tightened the knot of desire twisting in her stomach. He sponged her thighs with slow deliberation until the flesh of her flanks quivered with longing.

“You are very meticulous, my lord,” she whispered.

“I like to take care of what is mine,” he said .             

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Maddie's Intimate Authors Corner

 

Once again, we ask November's popular reader question...  Dear Celeste, where do you get the inspiration for the steamy sex scenes you right.  Inquiring readers (and me) just have to know

 

Good question, Maddie! Partly it is based on the scene and the characters, but mostly it is my imagination or my own fantasies or preferences. However, I do try to change things up a bit so I might ask myself what I think should happen next (which is usually mildly interesting) and then take it a step or two further to make it more interesting.

If I’m turned on, I hope at least a few of my readers will be too.

Thanks so much for stopping by Celeste.  I love historical erotic romance, especially those set in Regency and Victorian London.  Is it the naughty era, the decadence of the period or the spectacle of the season?  Maybe.  But I bet it has more to do with the sexy, dominant Lords like Thomas who entertain their beautiful ladies, both in and out of the tub.  Wow! 

 

After that excerpt, I clicking on amazon and travelling back to the decadent past.  Thanks Celeste.

 

Join me next week when I  will one again have 2 featured authors.  Including Dinah McLeod on Torrid Tantalizing Tuesday with a taste of her newest release, "Answering to Him" and Renee Rose on Wicked Wanton Wednesday.

 

 

 

 

Torrid Tantalizing Tuesday

 It's torrid... It's tantalizing... It's Tuesday! 

 
I'm delighted to be offer up an 
extra special treat this week. Enjoy!


Yes, we will still be 
Wicked and Wild on Wednesday, but due to the great response for guest author spots, I am bringing you an additional day of hot, sexy, sizzling promotion of a new or recent release. 

 

 

Today I welcome Maren Smith her wonderful new addition to the Master of the Castle Series; "Saving Sara"

Once upon a time, Jackson and Sara were friends. Close friends. Friends with benefits, even. For him, making that leap into a committed relationship seemed like a no-brainer. For her, it was scary as hell. Having seen more than one submissive become lost in the illusion of a relationship that was then incapable of surviving in real life, Sara was terrified. She knew she was falling in love, and she had no idea with what: Jackson the reality, or the masterful illusion. Then the accident happened and Jackson was there for her. And that's when Sara knew - she was going to lose herself in the illusion. Terrified, she ran.

Now, years later, Jackson is chief of security for The Castle - the hottest BDSM fantasy resort in the country. Summoned to the dungeon on a trouble call, Sara is the last person he expects to find huddled up against the bathroom wall. After three long years filled with even longer nights, he's had plenty of time to consider all he'd do if ever she fell back into his life. When he sees his chance, he doesn't hesitate. One day - that's all he has before the buses come and Sara runs again. One day to rekindle old passions, to bury old fears, to prove once and for all just what is illusion and what is not.

 

Here's a sizzling excerpt from Saving Sara:

“Look at me,” he said, when she tried to hide her face. “When we talk, I want you to look at me. Any time I touch you, I want you to look at me.”

Sara shook, her stomach flinching sharply, her hips tucking into the mattress when he found her clit. It took him very little effort to peel back the sheltering hood and bare her to the full-on caress of his thumb. She locked her eyes on him and fought to keep them there.

“There will be no misunderstandings between us,” he said, above her barely stifled whimpers. “From this moment until I release you, your body is no longer yours. Every part of you will be for me and me alone. I will give you to no one else. Who do you belong to, Sara?”

His fingers caught her clit between them and his thumb pressed in, amplifying the fever of her need and filling her with a flood of throbbing warmth.

“You,” she moaned, her eyes trying to close when he began once more to caress. She fought to keep them open, to keep her stare fixed with his.

“I am going to fuck this pussy.” His fingers pinched her again. His thumb pressed; her hips nearly came up off the bed. Her legs tried to wrap around him, needing to pull him closer. He refused to budge. “Whose pussy is this?”

“Yours!” She arched, lifted up into the press of his hand only to feel him suddenly release her and withdraw. He slapped her sex, a light spank that felt anything but.

“Lie still,” he censured.

Sara locked her muscles. She gripped the sheet with both fists, closing her mind to the ravage of need that screamed out in raw wanting when he slipped his fingers between her folds and abruptly thrust two fingers all the way up inside her. He rocked her with the fury of his pumping hand. His palm slapped her pussy, stinging the flesh and mashing against it, but all she could hear was the wetness of his driving fingers, and all she could feel was the indescribable sensation of being so filled, so deeply touched, so roughly stroked.

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Authors Corner

This month, I'm asking all of my guest authors a question frequently asked by our readers.   Maren, can you tell us how you get the inspiration for your steamy sex scenes?T

Music. That's it in a nutshell. I'll let you in on an industry secret: sex scenes are hard. The questions constantly going through your head are: Is it sexy enough? Is it arousing? Does it titillate? Is it hot or is there too much play-by-play? Do I have enough emotion? If you read through one of my sex scenes and you don't feel a certain aspect of your body humming and throbbing along with the heroine, then I've failed and I don't like to fail. My job is to get into my heroine's head so my reader can too, and I do this by putting on my headset, turning on a selection that speaks for the book I'm working on and tuning out everything except the mood of the music that's playing.

Every one of my books is created this way. Quite a lot of Saving Sara was done to Marilyn Manson's 'Personal Jesus' and I'm not a Manson fan, but the low-thumping bass and the magic of his voice in that song is sheer eroticism for me. Adam Lambert is another song I played for this book. You can practically hear the spanking happening in the beat of 'For Your Entertainment', and for me, spanking is in itself extremely arousing.

I have literally hundreds and hundreds of music files (all legally purchased and downloaded because...well, homey don't play that) that range from country to classical to jazz and blues and even rap. I have a heavy pop rock leaning and only very, very little headbanger, because to me that's just noise.

Music taps into the fundamental heart and soul of human emotion. I want my books to do that too, so for me, the answer is to write to music.

For no other reason beyond the assagement of possible curiosity, if you want to know my music file for Saving Sara, this was it:

Aerosmith - Ragdoll
Alex Gaudino - Destination Unknown
Brian Ferry - Slave to Love
Britney Spears - Gimme More
Christina Perri - Jar of Hearts
Dana Glover - It Is You I Have Loved
Florence and the Machine - Kiss With A Fist
Icona Pop - I Love It
James Blunt - Goodbye My Lover
Jesse McCartney - Body Language
Kanye West - Love Lockdown
Lionel Richie - Hello
Macy Gray - Beauty in the World
Marilyn Manson - Personal Jesus
Oak Ridge Boys - I Wish You Could Have (Turned My Head and Left My Heart Alone)
OMD - If You Leave
Pink - True Love
Robin Thicke - Blurred Lines
Santana - Into the Night
Saving Able - Addicted
Sheryl Crow - The First Cut is the Deepest
Tata Young - Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy Me
 

What a great answer, Maren.  As I look through your list I see so many songs that evoke an emotional response in me.  Music is indeed a big part of most of our lives, especially in regard to love and intimacy.  Couples frequently have special songs, first kiss songs, first dance songs, etc...  Funny, one of my heroine's even had a playlist titled "songs to do it by."

Thanks so much for stopping by today.  Congrats on the success of your series and your newest "Saving Sara".  I read it, loved it and can give it my personal rating of 5 not stars, but soaked panties.  Thanks 

Don't forget to come back tomorrow when Celest Jones will be joining us on Wicked Wanton Wednesday.

Love, Maddie

#SatSpanks Makes Me "Happier Than a Tick on a Fat Dog"

 

 

 

 

 

 Do you think my #SatSpanks title is strange.  Well...

 

That little voice in my head said, "Go west Maddie".  So I did.  I wrote a Western.  To be specific it is a western time travel romance. 

 

Marshall's Law is my work in progress set in the old west where a modern woman from 2013 finds

herself transported to Wyoming in 1878.  

 
Janelle meets the very sexy, masculine and dominant Marshall Aaron Jackson.  They butt heads of course (emotional angst and all that) and he winds up marrying her to save her.  He is her hero until he decides to exercise his husbandly rights in the bedroom.  No I don't mean sex (although there is plenty of that) but in a manner, true to the old west, he must tan her hide, wallop her, give her a good hiding for some disobediently dangerous act.  If you know my books, there is a rift that must be mended, a villain that must be conquered, a love that must be nurtured, and a butt that must be busted.  

I don't have a cover yet, so I've included a pic of my inspiration for sexy Aaron Jackson.  Yum!

Enjoy a snippet from Marshall's Law:
 


“Give me a minute with her,
 will you Doc?”  The familiar deep voice captured Janelle’s attention and she turned her head toward its source. 

As soon as the door clicked shut, Joe’s look alike walked closer to the table and stared down at her.  “Let’s get some things straight, right now.  You will do exactly what the doctor says; you will do it politely and will thank him when he is done.  And if I hear another foul or disrespectful word out of your mouth, I will turn you over my knee and paddle your little butt until you can’t sit for a week.  Is that understood?”

Stunned, her mouth gaped open in disbelief--just who did this guy think he was? 

******

No released date yet, so watch my blog or SatSpanks for updates.  I promise more yummy snippets to come....

See you on Wicked Wanton Wednesday and back again next week for more Saturday Spankings.

Now hop along over to the other author's blogs for more yummy snips. 


  

Wicked Wanton Wednesday Presents The Princess and The Huntsman

Welcome back to Wicked Wanton Wednesday. 

My debut post was a huge success with more page views than ever.  In fact, the response has been so great that I am booked clear through January. 

The upcoming line up will feature some of your favorite erotic, spanking and BDSM romance authors including; Maren Smith, Dinah McLeod, Patty Devlin, Renee Rose, Celeste Jones, Emily Tilton,  Natasha Knight, Harry Lime, Mary Wehr and Angela Sargenti.    ,

 

This week I welcome Patricia Green with a sizzling excerpt from her latest release, The Princess and the Huntsman...

 

Though she was once as sweet as she is beautiful, since her mother’s untimely passing Princess Brandywyn seems to grow brattier with every passing year… until the day she is waylaid by a band of ruffians and dragged away into the forest. She is taken far from her home, but at last she is rescued from the outlaws by a simple huntsman named Tom and her life is changed forever.

Neither Tom nor anyone else will believe that a girl dressed in rags could be a princess, and without the slightest idea of how to get home, Brandywyn finds herself with no choice but to accept Tom’s offer to share his cottage. The feisty nineteen-year-old princess soon learns, however, that Tom will not stand for being treated as a servant. To her horror, Brandywyn discovers that arrogance will earn her a good, hard spanking on her bare bottom, and that more serious misbehavior will result in even more humiliating punishment.

In spite of his strict discipline, Brandywyn begins to feel things for Tom that she has never felt before… things that make her blush with shame. A princess should not dream of being stripped bare and taken long and hard by a commoner, yet dream of it she does. But what will her answer be if he asks for her hand, and what will come of them if her father finds her and returns her to the palace? Can a princess not only lust for a huntsman, but love him as well?

Enjoy the following Sizzling excerpt from

The Princess and the Huntsman:

 

…the wondrous feeling of him inside her became a joy, not an invasion.

Brandywyn raised her hips a bit, and Tom took that as a sign. He smiled above her and began to move within her. Tiny strokes at first as she gentled to his movements, then larger and longer thrusts.

Brandywyn’s channel got more and more slippery, and he slid inside her easily. Heat rose from that secret place, and her breasts swelled, their nipples rubbing against Tom’s chest. Every sense in her body was awakened to the friction within and without, and she writhed beneath Tom, gasping and moaning with each new motion.

Tom kissed her face, her eyelids, stroked her hair. He whispered sweet things to her, telling her how beautiful she was, how precious, and how much he loved her.

All these things came together, focused between her legs. He thrust faster and faster and finally, slippery and full, Brandywyn’s body burst with pleasure. She cried out and wrapped her legs around Tom, drawing him in deeper, and deeper yet. “Oh, Tom! Aye, my love!”

“You are so beautiful,” he murmured. He thrust for a short while more, until he pressed her fully once, twice, and grunted deeply as he took his own satisfaction. Brandywyn could feel him pulsing inside her and it reminded her of their one time before when her bottom had been their meeting place, but this was better, much better.

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 Author Bio:

Patricia Green is a fiction writer specializing in erotic romance. She hopes to provide the reader with love stories that emphasize fun characters with quirky personalities. She’s the author of 20 published novels and novellas.

Patricia is married and the mother of twins. When she’s not being the angel of domestic harmony and a semi-crazed creator of fictional friends, she loves to read, crochet, knit and watch hockey and baseball.

You can reach Patricia Green in the following ways:

Email: pig@patriciagreenbooks.com

Website/Blog: http://www.patriciagreenbooks.com

Spanking romance pages: http://patriciagreenbooks.com/books-featuring-spanking/

Facebook http://www.facebook.com/Patricia.Green.Romance

Twitter: @PatriciaIGreen

Google+: http://plus.google.com/+PatriciaGreen

Amazon Author Page:  http://www.amazon.com/Patricia-Green/e/B002RCB0IK/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1

Goodreads Author Page: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4541511.Patricia_Green

 

 

 

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Author's Page

 
 

 

This month, I'm asking all of my guest authors a question frequently asked by our readers.   Trish, can you tell us how you get the inspiration for your steamy sex scenes?

 

Thank you, Maddie, for having me here. You've asked a question that many readers are curious about. It's my pleasure to be part of Wicked Wanton Wednesday to try to give you my perspective on the topic.

My inspiration is based on experience, of course. We all know I'm not a virgin as a married woman over 40. I take my personal experiences and embellish them using some of what I've read, heard from friends, and seen in movies (not x-rated movies, but romantic movies) and plays.

For some of my books, it's stretching a little, but that's fun. Having a fertile imagination helps as well. In The Princess and the Huntsman, the book is set in a fantasy realm, but the sensory information includes experiences most of us have had, as well as some new sights, sounds, smells and sensations we all fantasize about. I hope it inspires everyone who reads it.

Thank you so much, Trish for playing along with us today.  After that steamy excerpt I'm sure there a lot of eager busy fingers amongst our readers today.  Clicking buy links I'm sure.

Join me next week when, due to popular demand, I will feature two installmants.  Stop in for Torrid Tantalizing Tuesday for a taste of "Saving Sara" with Maren Smith and for our regular installment of Wicked Wanton Wednesday we'll feature Celeste Jones and her newest, "Lady Katherine's Conundrum".