Monday’s featured gem is Crystal from Crystal’s Calamity, by the fabulous Stevie MacFarlane.  

About The Red Petticoat series:

The Red Petticoat Saloon series is a collection of books written by #1 and USA Today bestselling authors. Each book tells the unique story of a different woman, 'a gem', who comes to the saloon to find a safe haven and discovers they become part of a family. Recurring characters appear in each book to allow readers continuity as they learn about the women who have learned to bend but have not broken under the harshness that life has to offer. It is a series where strong, loving men find not only entertainment at the saloon but the special women who reside under its roof.

Now for our featured attraction, a steamy, spanky excerpt from 

Crystal’s Calamity:

"Bend over the bed," he commanded harshly.

Clementine turned away from him and slowly bent forward. She wasn't tall enough so he grasped her hips and lifted her into the position he wanted, her legs dangling off the side of the bed. With one hand planted firmly between her shoulders he lifted her skirts.

Her drawers were already ripped from his inquisitive fingers on their ride from town, and with a quick yank, they shredded and fell away from her. She was gorgeous; her snow white bottom was framed by the underside of the red petticoat and the black stockings clinging to her thighs. Almost gleefully he swatted her behind, hard, and watched his handprint appear.

It brought him pleasure to mark her, even in this small temporary way. He slapped her again thinking of the sting on his cheek as he'd carried her upstairs and again as he remembered his anger as she walked downstairs arm in arm with that old man.

Sitting on the bed, he snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her to his hip, spanking her again and again. To her credit she didn't cry out until he lost count of the handprints staining her cheeks.

"Jasper, please," she sobbed out.

"What do you want?" he asked, pausing.

"Um… I'm sorry," she cried, turning to look at him over her shoulder. He doubted his expression was reassuring.

"For what?" he demanded. "What are you sorry for, Crystal?" He drawled her Gem name out as though it were a foul word.

"I-I don't know, for whatever I've done to make you so angry," she sniffed.

"You'll have to be more specific," he snapped, slapping her again.

"I can't," she yelled. "I don't know what I've done. It wasn't a secret," she screamed at him as tears ran down her cheeks. "You knew what I was, what I am. You knew I was going to take men to my room and why! What did you expect?" she sobbed, her shoulders shaking as she collapsed on the bed.

Jasper raised his hand and froze. Everything she said was the God awful truth. He wasn't spanking her because of anything she'd done. She hadn't deceived him, hadn't lied. She never pretended to be anything other than what she was. No, he was spanking her because of what he'd done, fallen in love with her.

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Blurb:

Clementine McKay finds out she's more than a demure little school teacher from the foothills of the Appalachians when her father gets Gold Fever. The dangerous trip to the Sierra Nevada Mountains notwithstanding, she soon learns that despite her small stature and youth, she's a force to be reckoned with. When tragedy strikes she becomes smarter, stronger and more determined than ever to find her father's murderer.

As Crystal, the most sought after whore at The Red Petticoat Saloon, she parlays her skills in a way no one else could have. Now, if Jasper Montgomery would only stop snooping around and interfering in her plans she might just get what she wants most... revenge.

Jasper Montgomery lives and gambles in Culpepper Cove for one reason only. It's his home. Great wealth allows him to do exactly as he pleases and when the dirty little miner's daughter arrives at The Red Petticoat he takes pity on her. He'll be her first paying customer, educating the poor virgin on the skills necessary to please a man. In his mind, there was no sense letting a rough miner ruin her. Yes, he would spin a web of passion and pleasure for her that would endear him to her forever.

Never in a million years did he imagine he was the fly and not the spider.

Author Bio

Best-Selling author Stevie MacFarlane has been writing in her spare time for more than twenty years.  It wasn’t until 2012 that she decided to submit some of her work to Blushing Books.  Since then she has been a nominated for several awards and has frequently hit Amazon’s list of Most Popular Erotic/BDSM authors. While most of her stories are on the sweet side, she never fails to add just enough kink and humor to keep her loyal fans clamoring for more. 

Stevie lives in rural upstate New York with her husband of many years.  She loves hearing from readers and you can write to her at steviemacfarlane@aol.com  

Visit Stevie’s website here:

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Don’t miss these exciting titles by STEVIE MACFARLANE and Blushing Books!

The O’Malley’s:

Changing Her Mind

Little White Lies

The O’Malley Brides

The Not-So-Lucky Bridget O’Malley

The Perfectly Naughty Bride

The Trouble With Abby

Sugar Babies, Inc.:

A Sweet and Sassy Match, Book One

Match Me If You Dare, Book Two

Matched For Keeps, Book Three

The Last Match, Book Four

The Marriage Market:

Amelia, Book One

Grace, Book Two

Effie, Book Three

A Timeless Woman

Happily Ever After Comes True for His Little Lapis at the Red Petticoat Saloon

USA Today and #1 Bestselling Authors bring you The Red Petticoat Saloon.

Join these talented authors as they weave the tales of Madame Jewel’s precious—but slightly flawed—gems at the Red Petticoat Saloon.

Today, we take a peek at book three in the series, His Little Lapis, penned by the wonderfully talented Renee Rose.  Lapis Lazuli is a former governess who has tumbled from society’s good graces. Now that she’s one of the Red Petticoat’s beautiful gems, she specializes in little girl dresses and bare bottom spankings. As such, Lapis thinks she must forgo her dream of one day being taken in hand by a stern Daddy of her own.  But happily ever after’s happen at the Red Petticoat Saloon, and sometimes a fallen girl can find that man of her dreams, or town mayor as the case may be, and still end up getting her heart’s deepest desires.

His Little Lapis

by Renee Rose

Excerpt

She sucked in her lower lip and slowly rotated, giving him a view of her youthful body. She still bore the marks from the bastard Friedrichson. He wished once again he’d broken the man’s nose. Or shoved his boot so far up his ass it came out his throat.

By the time she arrived back front, his cock was rock hard and throbbing. But how and where would he take her? He didn’t want to wake up Polly, but he wasn’t going to spend the rest of his married life going out to the woodshed to have sex, either. They’d have to learn to be quiet.

“Go and lie down on my bed—our bed.”

A trace of doubt crossed her face. He suspected she worried about waking Polly, too.

He grinned. The element of danger heightened his excitement to be with his new bride.

Ever obedient, she stooped to pick up her discarded clothes and disappeared into the bedroom on tiptoe.

He waited long enough to make her fret, then pushed the door open.

The sight of her robbed him of his breath. She lay on top of the bedspread, her pale curls fanned out on the pillow around her face. She’d spread her legs, as if to show she was ready for him, yet somehow she was still his Little Lapis—innocent and sweet at heart.

He kicked off his boots and shucked his shirt and trousers in record time. He crawled up onto the bed, clapped a hand over Louise’s mouth and kissed down her neck.

“Not a sound,” he breathed into her ear. “Not one sound out of you or daddy will spank your bottom raw.”

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Blurb:

All she ever wanted was a stern man to call Daddy...

Once a respectable young governess, Louise Small tumbled from society's grace after her employer forced himself on her.  She wound up at the Red Petticoat Saloon playing Little Lapis Lazuli, a submissive who dresses like a girl and offers her bottom up for frequent spankings.

She enjoys her new identity, so far removed from the prim governess she'd been, but she longs for a real daddy--one who is kind and caring, yet willing to administer real discipline.  When she spies Culpepper Cove's Mayor interacting with his young niece, she knows he's just the sort of man she wants.  But his disdain for her and her profession put them in conflict.  Letting go of her little self, she reverts to the proper, fine-mannered governess to win his attention.  But at what cost?  Her little side squashed, she must give up hope of being taken in hand.  Will being the Mayor's wife be enough?

Bio:

USA Today Bestselling Author Renee Rose is a naughty worsmith who writes BDSM and spanking romance novels.  Names Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, she also won The Romance Review's Best Historical Romance, and Spanking Romance Reviews' Best Historical, Best Erotic, Best Ageplay and favorite author.  She's hit #1 on Amazon in the Erotic Paranormal and Sci-fi categories in the U.S. and U.K., is often found on the list of Amazon's Top 100 Erotic Authors and is a regular columnist for Write Sex Right.  She also pens BDSM stories under the name Darling Adams. 

For a free copy of her BDSM Menage Theirs to Punish, visit: http://theirstopunish-freeebook.gr8.com/

Ruby Red Gets Spanked by the Sheriff: Red Petticoat Saloon #2

Ruby Red

by Maggie Ryan

 The Red Petticoat Saloon is open for business.

Can he force himself to arrest the girl he remembers or will he lose his heart in rescuing the woman she's become?

Blurb:

From the moment Rebekah McTavish meets the beautiful, cultured Madame Jewel, she has but one dream. She wanted nothing more than to get a job at The Red Petticoat Saloon and don the coveted red petticoat worn by Jewel's gems. She discovers that getting hired is the easy part—who knew that Jewel's partner, has a tendency to frown upon gems who break the rules.

Jebidiah Justice spent much of his youth avoiding the little red-head. Even his constant threats to tan her hide did nothing to sway the little pest to better behavior. Now, as the sheriff of Culpepper Cove, avoidance is no longer possible. On the night he catches her red-handed breaking and entering, he has to make a choice. Can he force himself to arrest the girl he remembers or will he lose his heart in rescuing the woman she's become?

Rebekah becomes Ruby, the newest gem at the saloon, finding a home and a sense of family she craves. The only thing standing between her and her red petticoat is a man who refuses to call her anything but Red and warns her that if she puts so much as a pinky toe on those stairs, the only red thing under her skirts will be the hue he paints across her backside. And, this time, she had a feeling that he isn't just threatening.

Will the two leave the past behind and make a future together or will their chance of happiness be taken away?

DISCLAIMER: This book includes the spanking of adult women and explicit sexual scenes including anal play. If these offend you, please do not purchase this book.

Excerpt:

"I'm not a thief!" she began again only to stop as her stomach clutched when she attempted to curl her hand into a fist. The pain had her whimpering.

"Shh, be still," Jeb said. "Let's worry about that after Doc fixes you up." When she began to struggle, he moved one hand to slap against the back of her skirt. "Be still. I don't want any glass on your clothing to cut you. You need to be still until we can get your dress off…"

"Fuck that," Rebekah hissed, "you can't…" Another swat of his hand changed the direction of her thoughts. "Stop swatting me! Put me down!"

"No," Jeb said, easily adjusting his hold as he strode down the dark street towards the jail. "I said we'd discuss this later, but I'm warning you; if I hear you cursing again, I'll be doing a great deal more than popping your behind." A third swat demonstrated his sincerity as she squirmed again before stilling.

Rebekah didn't know which was worse, the throbbing in her hand or the threat of being spanked by the sheriff. She didn't remember him being so… big. No, not big; he was huge, carrying her as easily as if she weighed no more than a feather. It wasn't until he pushed through the door of the jail that another fear flooded through her. She'd never been inside the building before and the sight of a pair of cells, one door open waiting to swallow her whole and to lock her away from freedom had her head swimming and her pulse racing. The soft whimpers she'd been issuing turned into a much louder moan as fear gripped her insides.

Buy Link:

Amazon

Author Bio:

Author for Blushing Books.  I write both contemporary erotica and historical spanking romances.  I enjoy writing about characters that enjoy the provocative D/S lifestyle of today’s times as well as taking a step back into the past to write stories that take place in the Victorian era with age-play as a theme. 

I live in the great Lone Star state with my wonderful husband.  I have always loved reading.  Growing up in a family with four children, it was difficult finding a place to be alone.  I was probably one of the squeakiest clean girls on the planet as I would spend hours in the tub so I could read without being bothered.  It wasn’t long before I began to make up my own endings to the books I was reading.  From there, it just seemed natural to begin writing my own stories.

I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head.  I admit to being somewhat of a romantic though as my stories always must have a great deal of love, passion, corporal discipline and, of course, great, mind-blowing sex.  I want my readers to be able to see, hear, feel and know the characters that I’m creating as well as I do when I bring them to life and transfer their stories to paper.  I want my women to be strong of character but also strong enough to know that submission given in love and trust to your partner does not make you weaker, it makes you far stronger.    I want my men to be sexy, strong, demanding alpha males who know how to take what they want while acknowledging it is a gift they have been blessed with by the women that have chosen to submit to them.  I want there to be no doubt that they truly would die for the other no matter how others might view their relationship.

Follow her on Twitter: https://twitter.com/_Maggie_Ryan

Email: maggie.ryan.writes@gmail.com

Don’t miss these exciting titles by Maggie Ryan and Blushing Books!

Charming Isabella

Louisa Revealed: Women of Wintercrest Book 1

Lord Edward’s Law: Women of Wintercrest Book 2

Claimed: Women of Wintercrest Book 3

Lucy Surrenders:  Women of Wintercrest Book 4

Summer Solace

Becoming His: The Teaching of Rebecca

Lucy’s Journey Home:  Hunter’s Ridge Book 1

Homecoming: Hunter’s Ridge Book 2

Reunion: Hunter’s Ridge Book 3

Blessed Beginnings: Hunter’s Ridge 4

Designed for Submission: Divine Designs Book 1

A Submissive's Dream: Divine Designs Book 2

Treasured Submission

Haven’s Promise: Divine Designs Book 3

The Christmas Pickle

A Submissive’s Gift: Divine Designs Book 4

Rosie’s Resolutions (Masters of the Castle)

My Charming Valentine (Corbin’s Bend)

Miss Summers’ School: Lessons in Submission, Book One

Cherry’s Jubilee: Lessons in Submission, Book Two

Ever Lasting Hope (Corbin’s Bend)

An Author’s Angst (Corbin’s Bend)

Realizing Her Dream (w/ Laurel Jane)

His Passionate Pioneer

My Sassy Settler

A Little Sunshine (written w/ Abbie Adams)

Vintage Values (Corbin’s Bend)

Jewel’s Gems (The Red Petticoat Saloon)

Jewel's Gems: Where It All Began...

Jewel’s Gems

by Maggie Ryan

USA Today Bestselling Author

Maggie Ryan

brings you the first story in The Red Petticoat Saloon.

The story begins with Madame Jewel...

Blurb:

The Red Petticoat is not just another whorehouse. This is a place for every painted lady to get her happy ending. Madame Jewel and her 'gems' welcome hardworking men to come inside for a home-cooked meal or a few hands of cards. They are invited to listen to a pretty girl sing or watch a show. If a bit of intimate comfort is desired, they are welcome to go upstairs and into the arms of one of the beautiful women wearing the red petticoats. However, refer to its gems as whores and you'll find yourself tossed out into the street.

This story all begins when Lady Juliette Gardner discovers she has been set up and her reputation ruined. She decides to leave England for good and find her way to the goldfields of California with the hopes of creating her dream and possibly striking it rich.

To Gabriel Vasquez, the hard work and isolation of working his claim is the only way to achieve his dream. When he discovers his new partner is a woman, a very beautiful, very stubborn English woman, he has no problem – except for the fact that she refuses to think of her safety. If she is to be his partner, he will have no hesitation teaching her exactly what happens to naughty, cheeky English ladies.


Gabriel and Jewel will discover that life has room for more than one dream and as they settle themselves in Culpepper Cove. This mining town, nestled in the foothills of the Sierra Mountains, will never be the same once Juliette—Madame Jewel—opens The Red Petticoat.

Join award winning author Maggie Ryan as she begins the tale of The Red Petticoat and all of Madame Jewel's precious—but slightly flawed—gems.

Disclaimer: This book contains the spanking of adult women and explicit sexual scenes including anal play, and sex with multiple partners. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book. 

Excerpt:

The leg trapping hers was lifted and her drawers were pulled off and tossed aside. 

“Spread your legs for me,” he ordered and she instantly obeyed, opening herself to what she prayed would be her reward for properly paying his required penance for her sins. “You are such a good girl and yet this glistening I see between your lovely thighs says otherwise.” She gasped as she felt his hand move from her buttock to cup her sex, knowing exactly what he’d discover.

“Oh my—tell me, what sort of girl protests paying her penance and yet is leaking onto my hand?”

“A-a naughty girl, sir. A naughty girl who loves…”

“Yes, a very naughty girl indeed,” he interrupted, giving the pouch of her sex a squeeze. “You are so very, very wet aren’t you?”

She could feel her cheeks heat knowing she should be so very ashamed but as his fingers easily spread the lips of her labia apart, she could summon no guilt as she answered honestly, “Yes, I’m… oh, God…” she paused to give a sharp cry as his fingers plunged into her quim, her cream making the entry effortless as he filled her.

“Yes, what?” he teased, swatting her bottom with one hand while frigging her with the other.

“Yes, sir, I’m wet!”

“And what does that mean?” he asked, withdrawing his fingers to run them across the bud of her clitoris, causing her back to arch.

“I’m-I’m ready for… for you,” she gasped, her hips bucking as her body coiled tighter and tighter seeking the release she craved.

“Ready for me to do what?”

 http://www.amazon.com/Jewels-Gems-Red-Petticoat-Saloon-ebook/dp/B01CVZQ0C8/

Author Bio:

Author for Blushing Books.  I write both contemporary erotica and historical spanking romances.  I enjoy writing about characters that enjoy the provocative D/S lifestyle of today’s times as well as taking a step back into the past to write stories that take place in the Victorian era with age-play as a theme. 

I live in the great Lone Star state with my wonderful husband.  I have always loved reading.  Growing up in a family with four children, it was difficult finding a place to be alone.  I was probably one of the squeakiest clean girls on the planet as I would spend hours in the tub so I could read without being bothered.  It wasn’t long before I began to make up my own endings to the books I was reading.  From there, it just seemed natural to begin writing my own stories.

I never try to restrict myself to any one genre because there are just too many delicious possibilities out there and inside my head.  I admit to being somewhat of a romantic though as my stories always must have a great deal of love, passion, corporal discipline and, of course, great, mind-blowing sex.  I want my readers to be able to see, hear, feel and know the characters that I’m creating as well as I do when I bring them to life and transfer their stories to paper.  I want my women to be strong of character but also strong enough to know that submission given in love and trust to your partner does not make you weaker, it makes you far stronger.    I want my men to be sexy, strong, demanding alpha males who know how to take what they want while acknowledging it is a gift they have been blessed with by the women that have chosen to submit to them.  I want there to be no doubt that they truly would die for the other no matter how others might view their relationship.

Follow Maggie on Twitter: https://twitter.com/_Maggie_Ryan

Email: maggie.ryan.writes@gmail.com

Don’t miss these exciting titles by Maggie Ryan and Blushing Books!

Charming Isabella

Louisa Revealed: Women of Wintercrest Book 1

Lord Edward’s Law: Women of Wintercrest Book 2

Claimed: Women of Wintercrest Book 3

Lucy Surrenders:  Women of Wintercrest Book 4

Summer Solace

Becoming His: The Teaching of Rebecca

Lucy’s Journey Home:  Hunter’s Ridge Book 1

Homecoming: Hunter’s Ridge Book 2

Reunion: Hunter’s Ridge Book 3

Blessed Beginnings: Hunter’s Ridge 4

Designed for Submission: Divine Designs Book 1

A Submissive's Dream: Divine Designs Book 2

Treasured Submission

Haven’s Promise: Divine Designs Book 3

The Christmas Pickle

A Submissive’s Gift: Divine Designs Book 4

Rosie’s Resolutions (Masters of the Castle)

My Charming Valentine (Corbin’s Bend)

Miss Summers’ School: Lessons in Submission, Book One

Cherry’s Jubilee: Lessons in Submission, Book Two

Ever Lasting Hope (Corbin’s Bend)

An Author’s Angst (Corbin’s Bend)

Realizing Her Dream (w/ Laurel Jane)

His Passionate Pioneer

My Sassy Settler

A Little Sunshine (written w/ Abbie Adams)

Vintage Values (Corbin’s Bend)

Jewel’s Gems (The Red Petticoat Saloon)

A Dom Dangerous to her Peace of Mind on WIP It Up Wednesday

It’s been a busy few months for me:

Mastering Mariah in April

The Barbarian’s Captive in May

Hero To Obey in June

French Kiss in June

And, coming soon on July 27th, my addition to the Red Petticoat Saloon, Claiming Coral.  

I think I'll have to check in somewhere in August to recover!  And have carpal tunnel surgery, just kidding, thank goodness.  

During that time and all the frenzied pimping and promoting, I missed a stop on the WIP It Up Wednesday Blog Hop for Arturo and Mari, in French Kiss.  So, I thought I’d circle back around and share today, before I harken back to the old west with my Red Petticoat J

French Kiss, is the latest in my Decadence Nights series.  It’s packed with all the action, intrigue, suspense, hot doms, sassy subs and BDSM club action you’d expect from my bestselling original series, Club Decadence.

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In this scene, Mari agrees to go upstairs to a theme room for the first time, having only played in the main club room since joining almost a year ago.  Usually she chooses easy doms who she can trust not to test her limits, which are many.  She quickly finds Master Arturo is none of those things and is in fact dangerous, to her peace of mind and especially her carefully guarded heart.

My naughty excerpt:

 He lowered his mouth, but at the last moment she turned her face away and murmured, “Please, sir, I prefer not to kiss on the mouth; it’s too intimate.”

Shocked, he raised his head—what the fuck? As he pulled her face around, he searched her troubled blue eyes and a range of emotions flickered through him, first anger, then annoyance, taking serious offense, but when he looked deeper and saw the shadow in her eyes, he remembered her loss and from what Master Dex had said, her ongoing distress.

“It’s to be cold and impersonal then, that’s how you want it?”

“Not cold, sir.”

With a faint smile, he searched her face for a moment before inclining his head and concluding, “So at odds with yourself, aren’t you?” He turned her to face the cross, and ordered, “Strip off everything, Mari, I am anxious to get started.”

Buy Links:

Amazon: https://goo.gl/sYiZs7

Amazon UK:  http://ow.ly/Qc1M301CzKr

Blushing Books: http:// goo.gl/jpmJxL

#iBooks: https://goo.gl/2g2MLc

#Kobo: https://goo.gl/ckGIiF

Barnes&Noble: http://goo.gl/aseOlz

The Blurb:

At thirty-eight, Marilee Hoffman finds herself a widow with an empty nest and an empty heart. She is lost, floating aimlessly through life as her family and friends, even the boutique that bears her name, move on without her. After losing her husband and master of eighteen years, Mari has vowed never to open her heart to the pain of that kind of loss again. But she is still young and has needs that only a dominant can fulfill. She searches for what she craves at a distant BDSM club, but as her limits are tested, she refuses to submit fully and leaves unsatisfied time and again, suppressing the submissive and the inner masochist that she truly is.

MI6 Agent, Arturo Durand, is assigned to stop the leak of weapons technology that is being turned on his fellow agents with lethal force. His mission leads him to south Texas, where he calls upon Tony Rossi, an old friend and colleague, and his security team for assistance. The sadist in him is pleasantly surprised to receive a guest membership at Club Decadence, the BDSM club that Tony and his partners run. Arturo finds it is the perfect place to unwind and fulfill his needs while the investigation drags on.

One night, when Mari's easy, non-threatening dom is called away, she is paired with Master Arturo for a scene. Having seen him wield his whip masterfully, she knows on sight, he is dangerous to her vow to keep her heart uninvolved. There is an instant spark and as the weeks go on, Arturo breaks through the barriers Mari has erected around her wounded heart. When new leads in the investigation implicate a terrorist group and Mari's dead husband, Arturo is also shocked to find that his new submissive has become his prime suspect. Can he fulfill his commitment to the crown while protecting Mari and proving her innocence? And when his identity is revealed and she is hurt, thinking he has played her from the beginning, can he convince her that she was more than just a mission and somehow keep her as his own?

Keep up with Maddie at the following links:

Maddie’s blog: http://maddietaylorromance.blogspot.com/

Maddie on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/maddie.taylor.121772

Maddie on Twitter: https://twitter.com/MaddieTWrites

Maddie’s Amazon Page: http://ow.ly/10t4aS

An Old-fashioned Spanking Kind of Man w/ Constance Masters on Wicked Wanton Wednesday

You may have notice Constance Masters has been quiet lately.  Did she take a sabbatical to Timbuktu?  Or perhaps hide out in an isolated grass hut with one of her hot cover models?  The world may never know.  One thing is for certain, she wasn’t resting on her laurels.  She was stealthily creating her latest romance, An Unexpected Wife.

Let’s take a peek at what she brought along to share on this edition of Wicked Wanton Wednesday.  I couldn’t wait, so I put the excerpt up top.  J  Here we go…

An Unexpected Wife

by Constance Masters

Excerpt:

“Music would be nice. What do you have?”

“Well, you have to remember this is mostly my parents’ taste, I do love it though.”

“Put something on that you like,” Cliff said.

Sage flipped through her parents’ selection and finally pulled out a country legends CD. It made her smile. “I remember my dad bought this for my mum, the Christmas I was ten.”

Cliff said nothing but he did top up their glasses.

The music filled the room and Sage’s emotions surged through her, she turned and almost turned the music off. It was too much, too raw.

“Don’t,” Cliff said, standing immediately and pulling her into his arms. “Don’t turn it off. It’s okay, let it go and have a cry. I have wide shoulders.” He swayed a little from side to side and she moved with him in what seemed like an awkward dance.

“I can’t cry.” Sage really wished she could, but the tears just wouldn’t come. She must be a cold and heartless soul. It did feel nice though to be wrapped in Cliff’s warm embrace. “Are we dancing?”

“Dancing’s a strong word but this is about the closest I come. I like to call it movement to music.”

He didn’t laugh but she could feel a rumble that resonated from his chest and down along his flat belly that was pressed firmly against her. Oh it felt so good. “I’ll take it,” she said. She leaned her head against his chest and continued to sway in time to the music. As song after song played, the knot of pain in her belly slowly unravelled.

When the music finished, neither of them moved. She could have said something or suggested changing the music, but Cliff’s arms were still tightly around her and she was glad, she was stuck in the moment. When eventually she tilted her head back to speak, his lips found hers. Their first kiss was soft and gentle with a little pressure; just a sweet connection that left her wanting more. Sage broke the spell by sliding her hands underneath his shirt. His skin was warm and she couldn’t resist sliding her fingers into the space just below the waistband of the back of his jeans.

“Oh, Sage, honey, I’m trying to be a gentleman here,” Cliff said, not doing anything at all to remove her hands.

“Don’t.”

“Don’t what?” His voice was husky and, if anything, his hold on her tightened rather than loosened.

“Don’t be a gentleman. I want you to kiss me, really kiss me.” The passion behind that first real kiss took her breath away, literally. His lips took hers, his tongue danced along the slight part, demanding entrance and, of course, she complied, returning his kiss with equal enthusiasm.

Maybe it was the wine, maybe it had been the music that stirred their feelings. There was a distinct possibility that they were two very horny people who were exploring something that had been hinted at some but never acted upon. Whatever the reason, the effects of those deeper kisses or the one long unending kiss were explosive. They dropped to the sofa, hands clawing to remove shirts and tank tops, all the while their kisses deepened. Sage wanted more skin, she was almost too shy to ask but desperation took over. “Upstairs?”

Cliff bent a little and scooped her into his arms and headed up the stairs.

“Which way?” he panted as they reached the top of the stairs.

“Right.” Sage clung to his neck, kissing and tasting anywhere within reach that wasn’t covered. The short time it took to make it to her room seemed like an eternity and, when she was finally standing there in front of him, any shyness that she had once had completely evaporated. She turned for him to undo her bra as she stepped out of her jeans and panties, leaving them in a puddled mess on the floor. When she turned, Cliff was naked, except for his socks and a tangled pair of jeans at his ankles.

He grabbed at one side and then the other, hopping up and down while he did an indelicate dance of desperation, trying to free himself from his denim trap. Sage giggled, wanting to help but not quite knowing what she could do.

“Funny is it?” he asked with shortened breath.

“Pretty much.” Sage jumped when his hand shot out and slapped her naked bottom. She was still smiling though. “Ooh, that hurt.”

“Good,” Cliff said. He was finally free and wasted no time in reclaiming his prize.

Sage squealed as she was backed unceremoniously onto the bed. In seconds, he was straddling her and there was no going back, not that she wanted to. It felt like the air was forced from her body as he surged deeply into her, filling her with his hard manhood. His mouth was on hers, his teeth nipping and grazing. Instinctively, her legs wrapped around him, her heels kicking at his muscular buttocks, urging him to go faster, deeper.

“Yes, baby girl,” he said, pulling out and surging deep.

Sage’s fingertips dug into Cliff’s back flesh as cold heat started at her toes and crept up her legs, swirling like mini twisters across her body. “Oh God, Cliff,” she puffed out with shallow little breaths, “just there.”

He raised himself a little, his thumb flicking at her swollen nub. “There, baby?”

“Yes, yes.” Sage tightened her legs around his hard body, her knees massaging the sides of his muscular frame. He kissed her shoulders, her neck, her lips. When their tongues met, she peaked and shattered into a million pieces, relishing in the warmth of his eruption deep within her.

When she finally floated back to earth, her eyes sprang open. What in the hell had she just done? Was her life not complicated enough?

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Blurb: 

After moving away for college, Sage Worthington settled down to a job in the city and only came back to her parents’ ranch for weekends and holidays. After receiving the call that changed her life forever, she rushed back to the place she always thought of as home and to the two little siblings who she loved dearly. This was where she was needed and this was where she wanted to be.

Clifton Welsh had been Sage’s next door neighbour for as long as she could remember. He was raised by his grandparents who turned their ranch over to him. They have retired to a smaller house on the property built for them on their favourite patch of the family land. Cliff remembered Sage as a pesky teenager who had needed a good spanking. Now she was back and he saw her as a beautiful twenty-four-year-old who still needed a good spanking.

Sage needs a husband and she needs him fast, before she loses custody of her younger brother and sister. Cliff is determined to use any means necessary to stop Sage from doing something rash and dangerous. He is even willing to marry her himself but is Sage ready to commit to an old-fashioned man who spanks?

Disclaimer: This book contains the spanking of adult women and sexual content.

Author Bio :

Constance Masters is a wife, mother, grandmother, friend and author.

She writes romantic spanking fiction with the main emphasis on romance.

Constance has always been a sucker for reading romance and that reflects in her writing but she also likes to laugh. Her stories are full of love, laughter and family comedy. It's a lot like her life.