Tuesday, February 23, 2016

The Dons Daughter By Renee Rose

The Don’s Daughter

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Giving control of her body to Carlo Romano, underboss to her father, was dangerous. More dangerous than her hair-brained idea to take off her clothes at a strip club as a form of sex therapy. But the temptation outweighed the risk. Carlo made her feel sexy, alive and appealing, feelings she’d scarcely known after two years with her cheating and demoralizing ex-boyfriend.

Carlo couldn’t believe Summer — the don’s daughter — was dancing half-naked on the stage of a strip club. Nor could he believe she suggested he’d be the one to take a belt to her ass and set her straight. But he’d had a thing for Summer since the day he moved in with her family, fresh off a plane from Sicily. He couldn’t walk away from the opportunity to get up-close and intimate, and show her his dominant side.

Still, Summer may not be ready for a new relationship, and even if she is, there was the not-so-small matter of what her parents would say — her father would probably want to kill Carlo if he found out he’d seen her naked...

Carlo had Summer naked across his lap on the sofa. He was fully clothed, the way he liked it for a power exchange scene. He hadn’t touched it yet, but her pussy already glistened with dew simply from the act of baring herself for him.
He stroked the curves of her muscular ass, down her long, shapely thighs. Fucking gorgeous. Drawing his hand back, he landed a smack on the lower portion of her right cheek.
Her shoulders tensed, but she held still for him.
Such a good girl. She’d gone soft and sweet on him from the moment he’d promised a punishment in the car, and brunch had consisted of moony looks from under her lashes and more attempts to get him to share his personal preferences for everything from nuts or no nuts in cookies (nuts, definitely) to favorite vacation locale (mountains, not beach).
He smacked the other cheek, then rubbed the sting away. Warming her up slowly, he slapped and stroked until her bottom turned an enchanting shade of blush. Only then did he increase the intensity, spanking her harder and picking up the tempo.
She clenched her butt muscles and made little gasping noises that made his already stiffened cock go rock hard. The gasps turned into grunts and little cries. He wasn’t giving her time to assimilate the pain, so it would quickly overwhelm her senses. Sure enough, her hand came flailing back, trying to cover. He caught her wrist and pinned it behind her back, continuing to beat a steady rhythm on her rapidly reddening behind.
Summer looked back in alarm. “Carlo, I’m sorry!”
“You were a naughty girl, tesoro mio, and now your bottom must pay the price.”
She wriggled as if trying to dodge his hand. “Please!”
He had no intention of stopping, because the wriggling and the begging was just part of the game. He could spank her to tears and she’d still be dripping wet for him. Summer was wired as a true submissive, her masochism a complement to her dance career.

About Renee Rose
Named Eroticon USA's Next Top Erotic Author in 2013, Renee Rose is a naughty wordsmith who writes romance novels centered around her favorite kink: spanking. She has won The Romance Reviews and Spanking Romance Reviews' Best Historical Romance, 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.

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Tuesday, February 16, 2016




When you put a congressman together with a Detroit hood, you can wind up with an explosive combination. That’s what the people at the Firm think, anyway, and they send in their best agents, Robert and Kassie, to investigate this potential threat to national security.

No strangers to alternative life styles, the intrepid pair enter the shadowy world of swingers, where they soon discover that there are secrets amongst the players that were hidden away long before any of them became involved in the life style.

Excited by the prospect of switching partners, if only for an hour, submissive Kassie plunges headlong into this brave new world, only to awaken the green-eyed monster deep in her heart. And though alpha male Robert will do whatever it takes to accomplish their mission, the price of success might be to lose the only woman he has ever truly loved.

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In a sequined, short cocktail dress, and with her curls loosely held in an up-do, Kassie looked a billion dollars. There was no denying it; Kassie's beauty always shone a little brighter whenever they had a mission to do. If he were honest with himself, he had to admit that it irked him a little bit that she didn't quite shine so brightly for him. It also irked him that the Firm had created this niche around them; it felt like any job involving a sexual angle was thrust their way these days. It didn't bother him so much, but he hated the way they used her. If it were up to him, they'd get out of the game in a heartbeat, and had suggested as much to Kassie. But she wouldn't hear of it. She loved what she did, and nothing was going to change her mind.
"Come here."
She did as he asked, and he stared down at her flawless foundation and ruby lips, cupping her face in his palms. "You look beautiful."
"Thank you."
He took her hand and admired the beautiful diamond bracelet she wore on her wrist. "Do you like your Christmas gift?"
Kassie glanced down and twirled the bracelet around, admiring the flawless diamonds. "Yes. It's very beautiful, and goes perfectly with my dress. Talking of which, it's getting late. Shouldn't we get going?"
He glanced at the clock by the side of the bed. "No. We have time. How long did it take you to put on this face?"
"A few minutes," she said, quizzically.
"Good. Kiss me."
"Excuse me?"
At once she became his slave, and bowed her head in apology. “Sorry, sir."
He tilted her chin up and smeared the lipstick across her mouth and onto her cheek before kissing her hard. "Go to the bed, take off your panties, bend over, and raise your dress."
Without hesitation she did as instructed, and for a moment he admired the perfect roundness of her backside orbs. "You know why you're going to be punished, don't you."
"Yes, sir."
"And why is that?"
"Because I was disobedient and questioned you."
"Exactly. Five smacks. Spread your legs."
She set her legs apart, and he stood inches behind her, his hand stroking on her backside, her skin as smooth as a soft, ripe peach. And then he spanked her hard, so hard, in fact, that a red imprint of his hand appeared on that perfect canvass. She didn't cry out one bit; but then she had experienced much, much worse in the past. His hand rose, and he spanked her again, this time a little harder, aiming for the same spot in the hope that the beautiful red imprint would deepen.
And this was the pattern throughout the five beautiful strokes. His mark would be on her throughout the evening, and that was some comfort, at least.

Author Bio

Heather Hart is a British author who lives with her family in Maryland. She’s a writer of hot erotic and romantic fiction – an eclectic mix of innocence and dirt in a hyperactive imagination.

When she’s not frantically scribbling away she’s a cat worshipper and curry fanatic. If you like what she writes, please feel free to drop her a line at authorheatherhart@gmail[dot]com.

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Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Stolen Love – Spy Games Book 2 By: Heather Hart

Stolen Love – Spy Games Book 2

Author: Heather Hart

When novice spy Kassie Shannon is given the chance to blow the lid off a human trafficking operation, she jumps right in, feet first. The front man for this criminal operation is a Brit called Alex Weber, a high-flying billionaire playboy with a thing for beautiful women and yachts.
Forever a champion of the neglected and abused, Kassie will do whatever it takes, including using her own body to bring this wealthy slime bag down. Knowing Alex is expected to arrive at Baltimore’s Inner Harbor, she and her partner devise a plan to flush him out into the open. She and Robert Redmond sail down in their small boat to meet Alex.
Although he is her master in the bedroom, Robert can’t help but accede to Kassie’s every whim outside it. But he has met the charming yet ruthless Alex before, and knowing what he is capable of, he fears Kassie may be in over her head.
He sets a close watch on her, but even he can’t be with her twenty-four hours a day. There is always a chance she might slip through his fingers the second his back is turned. And if the amoral, sex-trading Alex manages to get his hands on her, the love of his life could be sold and lost to him forever.

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Did she know he was a spy, or did she just think him a concerned lover? If the latter, she would have no idea of the skills at his disposal. He hoped it was the latter. He raised his hand to his head.
"May I?"
She nodded, and he removed the wig and mustache.
"Great improvisation I must say. I was very impressed."
"Shouldn't we follow them?"
"Why? You're not going to the same place. Why don't we just sit here for a moment and enjoy each other's company? Maybe see the second half of the show?"
"You're sick, you know that?"
"What's so special about her? You and I fucked and, as I recall, it was pretty good, as fucks go. Why her? I doubt she's any better than me between the sheets."
Fucking women scorned. "Chemistry. You were a good technician, but there was no love, no heart. Kassie is all heart."
"Huh. What do men know about love? It's all sex to them."
"Really? You should read poetry. You might gain a better understanding of the opposite sex."
Author Bio
Heather Hart is a British author who lives with her family in Maryland. She’s a writer of hot erotica and romantic fiction – an eclectic mix of innocence and dirt in a hyperactive imagination.
When she’s not frantically scribbling away she’s a cat worshipper and curry fanatic. If you like what she writes, please feel free to drop her a line at authorheatherhart@gmail[dot]com.

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Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Betrayed By Blood Courtesan Slave Trade Book 2 By Allison West

Betrayed By Blood
Courtesan Slave Trade Book 2
By Allison West
Published by Blushing Books

When Aaron discovers his father, King Gideon, and brother, Prince August, are still alive and a verdict for treason to come within a few days, Aaron has no choice but to infiltrate the palace, no matter the cost. Forced to align himself with the rebel leader Rhys, Aaron and Lorelei must return to the palace to seek justice and protect the crumbling nation of Brayleigh. Will she be loved by all who know of her as the murderess or feared for her deadly sins? 

Unwilling to let Rhys take command of the country, Aaron will have to become the prince he was destined to be and rise in power to overthrow the new regime. Will Aaron be able to stop Rhys from his rise of power and end the slave trade once and for all? Will Lorelei find herself assimilated as part of the rebel movement or an enemy of the people? 

Betrayed by Blood is the riveting conclusion to the Courtesan Slave Trade series and a spin-off of the Gem Apocalypse series.


Rhys glanced from Lorelei to Aaron. “The former king of Brayleigh will be put on trial, along with his son, August. I want the palace presentable and the guillotine ready should the verdict be guilty.”
Aaron swallowed the lump in his throat. “Don’t you find that a tad bit harsh?” He no longer could sit quietly and listen to such talk of his father and brother being executed. Being at his former home, it made the pain all too real.
“Harsh?” Rhys said and laughed. “I find your father’s advances toward the women of Brayleigh harsh. Taking their virginity, selling them to the highest bidder. Do you not see how better a world we’ll have without him in it?”
“You have his crown and the power that goes with it,” Aaron said, reminding Rhys that he’d won. He had the country in the palm of his hand. Why did he need to go on and execute its former leader? Could he not be exiled instead? There was plenty of land abandoned after the Gem Apocalypse.
Rhys nodded. “I do, but it’s not enough. I need the people to know that I want what’s in their best interest. I’m not angling for taking over or even suggesting a leader for our nation. I’d much rather see a free world without boundaries and walls keeping us apart. Where we’re all equal and no one is hunted and murdered for having different color eyes than a sapphire.”

About the Author
Allison is a sassy, fun-loving, and adventure-seeking young woman. She loves to travel and can’t wait for her next vacation.
Allison writes romantic erotica. She began writing romance novels in college, spending her down time either reading a book or writing fiction. Please don’t make her choose between the two, she loves them equally.
Allison West also writes under Ravyn Rayne and Ruth Silver.