Friday, May 27, 2016

Hardened by Ashe Barker #bdsm #eroticromance #ashebarker #discipline #dominance #spanking #contemporary

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by Ashe Barker

I’m really excited about Hardened. I’ve written quite a few M/f stories, and they mostly tend to start out with the male hero in a position of power or influence. Hardened is different. When we meet Jared and Molly he is a prisoner serving time for armed robbery and she’s a prison officer. The chemistry between them is off the scale sexy though, and even though it spells trouble for them both, but especially for her, they can’t keep their hands off each other. For a while I’ve been thinking about a story that starts out a bit different and this is it.

Jared is a bad lad (don’t we all just love one of those?) but he’s bright too, and talented, and can see where he’s gone wrong. He’s made some bad choices when he was younger but he’s determined to forge a different life for himself, though it’s not always that simple. I suspect the same is true for most ex-offenders – it can be hard to completely walk away from your old associates and as Jared discovers, the past has a habit of never being that far behind you.

Blurb
Despite the fact that he is doing time for armed robbery, Molly MacBride is drawn to Jared North almost from the moment she sets eyes on him. Even behind bars his confidence and dominance are undeniable, and soon enough she is willingly baring her bottom and placing herself across his strong thighs, surrendering to both firm punishment and intense pleasure.

When all hell breaks loose during a prison riot, it is Jared who saves Molly’s life, but she is so shaken by the incident that she quits her job and does her best to put him out of her mind. As the years pass, however, Jared never relinquishes his place in her heart—or her fantasies—and when she learns that he has been released on parole Molly cannot resist seeking him out.

Through a combination of hard work and natural talent, Jared has forged a career for himself as a world-renowned photographer, yet in spite of his newfound sophistication and wealth he is no less dominant than he was when she first met him. It isn’t long before Molly finds herself submitting to both his stern discipline and his masterful lovemaking, but can she truly risk falling for a man whose criminal past could come back to haunt them both at any moment?

Publisher’s Note: Hardened is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.


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Wow! I was really surprised by this book….the story is about Jared and his choices and the consequences of those choices. The writing is very good and the story absolutely kept me turning pages until I finished the book. This book really earned its' 5 stars.

This was a good page turner as I was keen to see where their journey took them.

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About Ashe Barker
USA Today Bestselling author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, BDSM, paranormal, historical. ménage, gay romance and time travel. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories feature hot alpha males and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink abounds, and there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut lover. However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant, and her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.

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EXCERPT
“Do you want more?” Christ, I hope so, but for her first time this has already been quite an introduction to the not-so-gentle art of kink.
“Yes. Please.”
Her voice is shaky but clear enough. I’m happy to continue if she is. I intend to push her to her limit or as close as I can get. She’ll leave here sore, a bit confused probably, but still craving more.
“I’d like to use my belt. Is that all right?”
“Oh, I’m not sure…”
“Yes, you are. Remember, I’ll stop whenever you tell me you’ve had enough.”
“Okay then, just for a bit…”
I don’t bother to correct that. In truth, I’ll be the one deciding how much she needs, unless she calls a full stop to the proceedings, but I think that’s unlikely. I’ve never had a subbie safeword on me yet. I ease her forward slightly so I can reach the buckle of my belt. I slide it from the loops of my jeans and fold it into a double thickness, clasping the buckle within my hand.
“Ten strokes with the belt, okay? You can count them if you like.”
Her response is a breathy squeak, and she grabs my ankle again. I pull back my arm and take the first swing.
Molly lets out a yelp and her entire body jerks. I watch as the darker crimson line of the belt blooms across her right buttock, pausing to allow her to process the sensation and to settle again. It takes several seconds, then when she becomes still I drop the next stroke across her left cheek.
Molly flinches, but there is no sound this time. Neither is she counting, at least not out loud. I wait for a few moments, then deliver two more strokes in quick succession. This does elicit a sharp cry, and I half expect her to ask me to stop. She’s shuddering, and her grip tightens on my leg, but as the seconds pass there are no words of defeat or surrender from her. I allow her ample time to call a halt if she wants to, then I repeat the two strokes.
Molly manages to stifle a squeal, for which I am grateful. I suspect we are both mindful of the men milling about just on the other side of the cell door and neither of us wants to attract attention. Had I had longer in which to plan this scene I would have certainly opted for a more secluded setting, but we are where we are. Next time, perhaps…
I apply two more strokes with my belt, gathering in intensity now. Molly is absorbing the pain well, riding it like a natural. She is tense, still rigid across my lap, but if anything, she has lifted her cute bottom up for me to spank. I can only guess at what else might be going on in her head, but I know without a shadow of a doubt that she’s loving what I’m doing to her.
“These will be the last two. They’re going to be across the backs of your thighs and they’ll really hurt. If you think you might scream tell me now and I’ll find you a gag.”
“No, thank you. I’ll be quiet, I promise.”
“Good girl.” I spend a few moments stroking her flaming buttocks, the heat radiating up into my palm. Molly makes a sound deep in her throat, which I swear sounds like a purr to me. I continue the sensual caress, pressing my hand into her punished skin to better drive home the experience, to draw out for her that heady mix of pain and pleasure that will set the endorphins coursing freely through her system. This is why I didn’t want to rush.
“Are you ready?” I murmur.
“Yes,” she replies, pressing her bottom into my hand.
I draw my palm lower, down over the curve to stroke the backs of her legs, the crease where her bottom meets her thighs. This is the sweet spot I am about to thrash. I rub her there as I lean to my right, just enough to get a decent view of her pussy lips peeking out from between her legs. She is swollen, glistening, the moisture betraying her arousal. I trail my thumb along the length of her slit, ready to withdraw at the slightest protest from her. She submitted to a spanking, no more, and I won’t push her.
Molly gasps, but doesn’t pull away from me. Encouraged but still cautious I angle my hand so I can push my thumb between her folds to reach her clit. She parts her legs and lifts her bottom up. I require no further urging. Her clit is plump, swollen with her arousal. I take it between my finger and thumb and squeeze, gentle at first then firming up the pressure.
Molly is squirming on my lap, wriggling and writhing as she seeks to direct the touch to her sensitive tip. I know just what she needs, and have no intention of allowing her to set the pace now. I trail my fingertips around her clit, then flick the end. I swipe it from side to side, then from the bottom to the top. She is panting, thrusting her hips back, wordlessly begging me for her release.
She is there, right at the top, hovering at the edge of the precipice. I tease her for several moments, bringing her almost to the point of no return, then allowing her to slide back down. Her breath has been transformed into soft, sobbing gulps and her thighs are spread wide. When I am convinced she can take no more, I lift my hand from her.
“Close your legs, Molly.” I issue the command and wait for her to comply. She’s reluctant, but gloriously obedient even so. I transfer my belt back into my right hand ready for the final two strokes.
I thrash her across both thighs.
“Aagh!” Despite her good intentions Molly lets out a scream. I expected this, but even so, she did promise me that she would be quiet.
“Molly, I can still gag you.”
“I’m sorry, Jared, truly. I won’t make a sound next time.” She sounds so contrite I can’t help but smile.
“Good. Make sure you don’t or I’ll add on more strokes to help you learn that I mean what I say.” I keep my tone cool and clipped and the words stern because that’s what she needs. Molly MacBride is a natural submissive and she craves my authority and rigid control right now.
I drop the final stroke across her thighs, just below the first. She spasms hard, her entire body convulsing as she fights to absorb the pain. She shudders, her muscles softening as she lets it seep through her and away.
Even before she has finished processing the sensation I slide my hand back between her legs and rub her engorged clit. Her orgasm is instant, racking her body as I squeeze and tug on her sensitive nub. Her shudders, violent at first, subside but she is still trembling as I lift her from my lap and cradle her in my arms. She reaches up and locks her arms around my neck, her face buried in the dark grey fabric of my prison-issue T shirt.
I pull her in close and hold her. She is sobbing, her tears dampening my clothes. I rub my palm between her shoulder blades and kiss her short, sleek hair. It smells of apples, and something else. Cinnamon perhaps?
“You’re okay, I have you.”






Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Attention all Spankos! Join the #JuneInstaSpank challenge!

Join spank aficionados everywhere for the June Instagram challenge. Instead of the Spank A-Z blog challenge, this June Spanking Romance Reviews and Blushing Books is hosting the Spanking Instagram Challenge!! 

Here is the schedule and graphic. We have a Facebook group to provide Instagram help, and also to discuss a few ideas we are still working on. Click here to join.


Monday, May 23, 2016

A Naughty-Rated Excerpt from @SueLyndon 's His Sweet Amber (Red Petticoat Saloon book 5)

I had the pleasure of beta-reading Sue Lyndon's new book His Sweet Amber, which is book 5 in The Red Petticoat Series.  It has everything you love in a Sue Lyndon book-- a sweet hero, good conflict and lots of steamy spanky scenes!  

His Sweet Amber by Sue Lyndon
(Book Five in The Red Petticoat Saloon series)
Having known nothing but heartbreak and betrayal in Culpepper Cove, Callie Smith seeks refuge at The Red Petticoat Saloon. To the young widow’s utter shock, on her first night working upstairs, former love interest Pastor Lawrence Black bids an ungodly amount of money for an evening with her. After his dominant lovemaking leaves her breathless, he stuns her with a marriage proposal. But how can a soiled dove become a pastor’s wife? Despite her stubborn refusal, he insists she’s now his wife-in-truth and returns night after night, not allowing any other men to touch her.

As time goes on, Callie finds it increasingly difficult to ignore her growing feelings for the stern but kind, handsome widower who issues firm commands in the bedroom and doesn’t hesitate to spank her bare bottom when she disobeys. Truth is, she’d be proud to call Lawrence her husband, but surely her reputation would hinder his calling to become the town pastor. Will he succeed in convincing Callie she’s meant to be his wife?

About The Red Petticoat Saloon series:
The Red Petticoat Saloon series is a collection of books written by #1 Amazon 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.The moment his tongue darted over her pink, gleaming parts, Callie jolted beneath him and her hands flew to his head. She gripped him and groaned, while moving her hips up and down, seeking her pleasure.
The naughty girl.
He pulled back from her center and gave her a stern look.
Her eyes went wide and she immediately returned her hands above her head, but it was too late. She’d disobeyed his instructions, and now he had to punish her for it. Of course, he would be lying if he said part of him hadn't hoped she would disobey.
“I’m sorry, sir.”
His cock hardened every time she called him sir. God, what a beauty she was. And so goddamn sweet. She didn’t belong here. After tonight, he would take her away. He would keep her in his cabin and they would return to town when the circuit judge passed through, when she could legally become his wife. He felt his nostrils flaring with the possession he felt for this sweet young woman.
He moved to sit on the side of the bed, patted his thigh, and gave her another stern look. “You disobeyed, Callie, and you will be punished for it. Over my lap.”
All the color drained from her face, and he realized that she hadn’t protested his use of her given name this time. Perhaps she hadn’t noticed.
“You’re going to spank me?”
“Yes. I told you to keep still, and I also told you to keep your hands out of the way, above your head. You were a naughty girl, and now I intend to redden your cute little bottom and teach you a lesson, Callie.”
When she placed herself across his thighs, she gasped as he forced her legs wide apart.
“I want a view of your wet folds as I’m spanking you, Callie. You’ll keep yourself spread just like this,” he said, shifting her bottom higher on his lap.
Arousal escaped down her thigh, and his excitement rose at the knowledge that she was enjoying this as much as him. She gave another needy moan. She was breathing hard and every few seconds a shudder jolted through her. He cupped her bottom and gave it a squeeze.
“You were a very bad girl, weren’t you, Callie?”
She released a harsh breath. “Y-yes, sir.”

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USA Today bestselling author Sue Lyndon writes naughty spanking romances in a variety of genres, from contemporary to historical to fantasy. She's a #1 Amazon bestseller in multiple categories, including BDSM Erotica and Sci-Fi Erotica. She also writes non-bdsm sci-fi romance under the name Sue Mercury. When she's not busy working on her next book, you'll find her hanging out with her family, watching sci-fi movies, reading, or sneaking chocolate.

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Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Kick-A$$ review of His Little Lapis

Thank you to Epic Romance Reviews for this awesome review of His Little Lapis on Goodreads:


HIS LITTLE LAPIS is absolutely delicious! And swooningly sexy. And so endearing my heart is still fluttering wildly in my chest!!! Each book in the Red Petticoat Saloon collection tells a 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. This is the third book in the multi-author series but even though I did not read the first two installments, I was not lost at all and can personally attest to the fact that it works as a standalone!

USA Today bestselling author Renee Rose always raises the bar with all her erotic romances, adds that special “razzle dazzle” that enamors fans, and this tasty morsel is no exception! I have always had an affinity for sultry romances set in the Old West, with strong, rugged men and the spirited little ladies who love them, but this is far from your typical erotica! This book is really special and unique and puts a fascinating twist on the Age Play dynamic.

HIS LITTLE LAPIS spins the tale of forbidden love between Will Rockwell, the dashing mayor of Culpepper Cove, and Louise Small (AKA Little Lapis Lazuli), a former governess turned prostitute who now works at the Red Petticoat Saloon. The “upstanding gentleman” and the “soiled dove” harbor an instant attraction that is sweet, intoxicating and highly risque. At first, the upstanding mayor feigns polite indifference toward the beautiful, blue eyed Gem when he runs into her at the bank. After all he couldn’t very well associate with a lady of the night who traipses around town dressed as—of all things!—a little girl. But his darling little niece, who is temporarily in his care, forges an immediate connection with her. And there is no denying the burning lust that courses through him as he stares down into Lapis’s beautiful angelic face as she holds her head high amidst public scorn and ridicule. He sees the real womanchild underneath the frilly dresses and pigtails. He sees the hope and longing shining in her gaze and it tears at his heart. Furthermore, her strong desire to obey and please arouses a primal desire to shield her from shame and derision, to soothe away her troubles, have her bend to his will in naughty, deliciously depraved ways.

But he knows surrendering to temptation is highly inappropriate and could destroy his pristine reputation, and political aspirations, so he stiffens his resolve and tells the fetching Lulu in no uncertain terms that she is to steer clear of him and especially his niece. But seeing him being so gentle and doting with adorable little Polly is fodder for her fantasies and she hatches a naughty scheme to get close to the Mayor. Naturally, Will is fit to be tied when he catches her IN HIS HOME, cozying up to his niece, after he strictly forbade it. She runs off and he gives chase. Before they know it, a stern chastisement for defying him leads to an explosive night of passion!

Afterwards, he tries to keep his distance, but when a vile encounter with a smarmy “john” leaves her in dire straits, he rushes to her side to comfort and cradle, kiss and soothe all her hurt away. Then caving to his base impulses, he tosses his Lapis over his shoulder, wisks her off to his homestead and stakes his claim on her! But how in tarnation can they make a marriage work? Who would accept a mayor with a bride he'd carried off from a house of ill repute? She would be a social pariah. An outcast. Subject to even more ridicule and scorn. How can he ask her to live that way? But how can he bear to live WITHOUT his precious china doll either?

Ahh...the conundrum!!

I thoroughly enjoyed HIS LITTLE LAPIS! I was hooked by this sweetly intoxicating romance from page one. There is wonderful character development, palpable romantic tension, an engaging, scintillating storyline, all set against a picturesque Wild West backdrop. Who could ask for anything more?? Oh did I mention the sex is off the charts? Like scorching, panty melting hot!! If tantalizing dom/sub scenes, sweet surrender, and steamy nights (inside the woodshed and out) are your kink, then you will go wild for this book!

The romantic chemistry between Mayor Will and Lapis is utterly irresistible! I also loved their interaction with little Polly and there is a lot of heart and sizzling heat and soul deep emotion at the core of their story. Ms. Rose excels at breathing life into her characters, giving them lovable quirks, aching vulnerabilities and multiple facets, and certainly rises to the occasion with this delightful romance!

Will is the type of hero that western romances are made of: Tall. Broad-shouldered. Darkly handsome. Strong and honorable. A consummate gentleman (well, except in the bedroom!) He is so swoony he turns your knees to jelly! Like his little Lulu, I was as drawn to his gentle loving nature as I was by his fiercely possessive, dominant side! He treats Lapis with such reverence and adoration, cherishes and nurtures her innocence and childlike wonder, and becomes everything she wants and needs--the commanding master, the stern yet doting “daddy,” the playful, attentive lover... And everything in between!

Lapis is an equally alluring heroine. She is so intriguing, multi faceted with many emotional layers. Quite a paradox. Even though she is a prostitute, she exudes a purity and childlike wonder and exuberance that is utterly bewitching. It’s no wonder that Mayor Rockwell cannot resist her charms. But they both grapple throughout to reconcile their wants and desires with how it conforms to the mores of society.

"It was a strange and bizarre life she led, this playing coquette, being the childlike submissive. On one hand, it fulfilled her more than anything before. It brought her peace to submit to a man—to relinquish all control. She found it completely freeing. On the other hand, she nearly always experienced moments like this of regret and shame over her behavior."

I was fascinated by the two different sides to her! Lapis Luzuli, a sultry, wide eyed prostitute with an affinity for play acting as a little girl , and prim and proper Louise Small, a respectable governess with a stiff upper lip and impeccable manners. It is heartbreaking that she was robbed of her innocence in such a cruel fashion, a moment that forever changed the course of her life. As such, Lapis struggles mightily between surrendering to her oh-so-naughty compulsions and her need for respectability. She yearns to reclaim he lost honor, but it’s not just about wanting her respectability back. It’s about wanting a man like Will. Which, of course, requires respectability! I also appreciated how despite his confusion about why she was the way she was , he never judges her for it. He loves her so completely and unconditionally he becomes the doting, kind, dominant master she desperately needs to satiate her deep seated desires. And that, in turn, fires his blood as well!

"Just looking at her beauty stole his breath. What man wouldn't want to protect her with every ounce of his strength? To cherish her, love her, pleasure her and yes… punish her. But only because she liked it. And so did he. "

Turns out that a “little” wife, was exactly what he'd been looking for all these years; he just hadn't known it until he met his beautiful china doll, his sweet angel, his precious little Lulu. She was perfect for him in all the ways that truly mattered!

And speaking of perfection, HIS LITTLE LAPIS is flawless in every way! So if you are looking for a highly addictive, scintillating page turner that will tug at your heartstrings while fulfilling your sinful fantasies, you don't want to pass this sparking gem up by the dazzlingly talented Renee Rose!

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Yep, I'm glowing right now!  

My Dom by Jane Henry and Maisy Archer



Blurb:

Heidi considers herself a strong, independent, professional—definitely not the type to fall for a macho, dominant alpha-male like her neighbor in 6F. Yet when she overhears his kinky, sensual escapades one evening, she finds herself as intrigued as she is horrified. Surely that’s not spanking she’s hearing? And are those whimpers from the woman in his bed caused by pleasure or pain? She tells herself she is not attracted to...whatever they are doing. But when she has an unfortunate run-in with Mr. 6F himself, the connection is electric. To her great consternation, she finds herself imagining what it would be like to be under his authority, or bound to his bed.

Dominic thinks he’s tasted all the pleasures the lifestyle has to offer without the messy complications of an emotional connection or commitment...until he meets Heidi. The night she finally gets up the nerve to ask him to put her over his knee, he's more than happy to oblige. This sassy, adorable woman draws out of him a desire to protect and lead, awakened with growing fervor as he introduces her to the erotic, intoxicating world of dominance and submission.

But when Heidi and Dom are thrown together in an unlikely series of events that tie them together professionally, they must separate business from pleasure. Or will they?


Excerpt:

“So, sorry again about this,” she said, lifting her hands to indicate the dog, Tammy, and herself. “I’ll just take Prin…”
“You know, we have rules in this complex,” he said, folding his arms across his chest and walking… stalking… slowly down the stairs. “Rules about dogs,” he elaborated. “And leashes.”
Heidi flushed.
“Those rules protect everyone’s safety,” he concluded when he was standing right in front of her.
“I know… I just… It was kind of an emergency,” she stammered. “And I was holding the leash. I didn’t expect her to pull away like that.”
“Sounds to me like you need a firmer hand on the leash.”
He did not just say that to me.
Heidi looked up at him, eyes widening in amazement at the double meaning, but his return look was bland. God, she was paranoid.
She cleared her throat.
“It won’t happen again,” she promised.
“See that it doesn’t,” he said softly but sternly, sending an uncontrollable flush of warmth through her body and making her fucking traitorous nipples harden again, right there on the spot.
Quickly folding her arms across her chest once more, a quick glance at his face told her he suspected exactly what she was trying to hide.


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Jane Henry

Jane has been writing since her early teens, dabbling in short stories and poetry. When she married and began having children, her pen was laid to rest for several years, until the National Novel Writing Challenge (NaNoWriMo) in 2010 awakened in her the desire to write again. That year, she wrote her first novel, and has been writing ever since. In 2012, she became interested in the d/s lifestyle, and has discovered her love for writing romance with a d/s twist. With a houseful of children, she finds time to write in the early hours of the morning, squirreled away with a laptop, blanket, and cup of hot coffee. Years ago, she heard the wise advice, “Write the book you want to read,” and has taken it to heart. She sincerely hopes you also enjoy the books she likes to read.


Maisy Archer

Maisy is an unabashed book nerd who has been in love with romance since reading her first Julie Garwood novel at the tender age of 12. After a decade as a technical writer, she finally made the leap into writing fiction several years ago and has never looked back. Like her other great loves - coffee, caramel, beach vacations, yoga pants, and her amazing family - her love of words has only continued to grow... in a manner inversely proportional to her love of exercise, house cleaning, and large social gatherings. She loves to hear from fellow romance lovers, and is always on the hunt for her next great read.


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