Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Wip It Up Wednesday!!

Hello Readers!!

This is my first blog in a while! I am so excited you are here to share it with me. I have been working long and hard on my new book! Its its a totally new concept with new characters and storyline! I hope you enjoy this little snippet I am going to share with you!

Please remember this is raw and unedited, it doesn't even have a title yet. I am so excited to share this with you all!



Grant laid Emmalyn on the bed, her bum resting on the edge of the bed. He leaned over her, and kissed her lips, moving to her breasts, he kissed them softly over her shirt. Sliding his hand up her shirt he pulled it up and over her head. Pulling her bra cup to the side of her breast, grant placed his mouth over her nipple, flicking it with his tongue.

Emmalyn let out a moan as grant continued to manipulate her nipple in his mouth. Grant then moved his hand to the other breast, pinching her nipple, oh so gently. Grant watched Emmalyn bit her lip and arch her back in pleasure.

Thanks for joining me today!

Much love,

Danielle

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

Laura’s Longing By: Jessica Brand


         

 Laura’s Longing  
 Jessica Brand


Sales blurb:
A story of love and exploration. Laura is the quintessential all American small town girl, the vivacious cheerleader who is saving herself for the love of her life. Unfortunately the love of her life is the bad boy in town. Young love being what it is, she finally decides he’s the one to make her a woman and she develops a plan for her fairytale outcome. Unfortunately her fairytale turns into a horror story when she finds her beau, in flagrante delicto with another girl bent over the kitchen table.

In her anger and her grief she seeks solace from her closest girlfriend and after purging some of her pent up lust in the arms of her friend she decides the town is not big enough for all of them and moves to the city to make a new life. Accepting an offer of accommodation in Denver from a mysterious woman a few years older than herself, Laura soon discovers activities taking place in her host’s basement studio that defy Laura’s comprehension. Initially shocked at what she witnesses, her shock turns to arousal as she watches erotic games involving activities she had no idea were possible.

Determined to explore further, she convinces her host introduce her to this strange world of bondage and discipline where the lines between pain and pleasure are blurred, where being spanked could be erotic or agonizing, depending on one’s perspective. Her first experience convinces her she needs more and after unexpectedly meeting a new love, sets about introducing him to the BDSM netherworld. Ensuring he learns from experience, Laura is finally satisfied as their love is consummated in the erotic confines of her housemate’s dungeon.

It is not for the faint hearted as it takes the reader into the highly erotic world of consensual BDSM.

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Excerpt:



Picking up one of the ankle cuffs, she studied it closely. It was multi-layered brown leather with a shiny chrome D-ring on one side and large chrome buckle on the other. Bending over, she closed the cuff around her ankle, surprised at how comfortable it felt without even buckling it up. Straightening up to return it to its place on the bed, her hand slipped inside her panties, confirming what she already knew. Her body was ready but she was still unsure about her mind. She had two and a half hours to decide.
Taking the collar in her hand, she held it up against her neck. The skin of her neck was particularly sensitive and she had always loved it when Brandon had kissed and gently nibbled it, not that he did it as often as she would have liked. As the leather touched her skin it caused a little shiver to pass through her and she wrapped it around her completely, doing up the buckle just tight enough to be comfortable. Looking at herself in the mirror, she smiled at her reflection, thinking the collar made her look like an innocent little puppy. As she was considering the potential for the evening she wondered whether she was really as innocent as she liked to think.
Switching her focus to the shiny steel handcuffs, she reached down and carefully picked them up, surprised at how heavy they felt. She played with the two halves, swinging one around to see how it slotted into the locking mechanism. She had never handled handcuffs before and they scared her and fascinated her in equal measure, representing helplessness and control. Hearing a click, she realized she had accidently locked one of the cuffs. "Shit. No," she said, panicked. Yet, she felt a little gush inside her panties she knew was not from her excitement, but fear.  "No, no, no," she repeated as she tried desperately to pull the cuff open.
Realizing her efforts were fruitless, she tried to slip her hand through the locked cuff but found that, as dainty as her hands were, it would not fit through the hole. Tears sprung to her eyes as she slumped down on the bed in utter frustration, trying to work out what to do. She had just failed her first test and she was shattered. Noah's note made it quite clear. She was to be very careful with the handcuffs and if she didn't follow his instructions, he would not see her. As she sat there in despair, a thought struck her.
Racing to the bathroom, she grabbed a hairpin. People always used hairpins to pick locks in the movies! It looked easy enough. Surely she would be able to unlock the cuff and save her evening. Slipping the end of the pin into the lock, she began moving it around with no real idea of what she was doing. Sliding it and twisting it this way at that in the forlorn hope that the lock would release, she became increasingly frustrated when nothing happened. Finally she threw the hairpin to one side and desperately pulled on the unrelenting cuff. "Aaarrrgghh," she squealed as her anger got the better of her.




Author Bio:

Jessica Brand is a pseudonym for a writer based in Sydney, Australia. She has a number of books published under different pen names, all of them containing elements of BDSM, power and control. Much of what she writes about comes from her experience over many years, both as a Dominant and as a submissive and as her stories unfold you will find yourself "living" the scene. 

If power and sexual control are not your thing, it might be better to seek your reading enjoyment elsewhere. 

Questions:

How did you become a writer? I have harbored an urge to be a writer for many years, figuring I could write as well as many published authors but never having the wherewithal to actually see a story through to completion. When I finally did, I found that people actually liked it and I have continued ever since.

How many books have you written? Are they all spanking fiction? I now have six published books under two pseudonyms – Jessica Brand and R. R. Greaves. They all have elements of spanking in them but they tend to be more into BDSM, power and control and are quite explicit.
Are you okay in your kink? I embrace my kink. After keeping it repressed for many years, I realized that you only live once. Just about everyone has fantasies and many of them are about things we would not normally share with family and friends. What goes on between two consenting adults is nobody else’s business and hence the biggest decision should revolve around whether one wants to act out their fantasy or whether they want to keep it in their mind. Once that decision has been made, it’s easy.

Where do you find inspiration for your stories? When you write, do you ever model any characters after actual people? My inspiration comes from my own fantasies and experiences then I weave them into a story that, hopefully people can relate to. I want people to read my stories and be able to imagine themselves in the thick of the action – either as the dominant character or as the submissive. Some but not all of my characters are modelled on real people I’ve met and played with.

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

The Dons Daughter By Renee Rose

The Don’s Daughter



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Blurb:
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...

Excerpt
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
#1 BEST SELLING AUTHOR IN PARANORMAL and SCI-FI EROTICA!
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

A SWINGING CHRISTMAS – SPY GAMES BOOK 3 By: Heather Hart

A SWINGING CHRISTMAS – SPY GAMES BOOK 3



 Blurb:

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."
"But—"
"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





Blurb
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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Excerpt
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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