Guess which BAD Daddy is FREE?

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It’s almost the end of 2020, and to celebrate, I’m giving away Mastered by Daddy  for a limited time!

(Happy new year and hurry—it’s only free until Jan 3rd!)

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Check out this steamy excerpt from Mastered by Daddy—then dive into the darkness!

Sophie’s gaze was back on the colossal black structure in the corner of the room, her eyes widening as she devoured the sight of the thing. Her brow furrowed. “What is that, Daddy?”

Jared licked his lips, inching toward her. “I’m glad you asked, Sophie, because that is a present for you. It’s a playpen.”

She gasped, an audible sound that seemed to echo around the room. “For me, Daddy?”

This time he couldn’t help but smile. “You had your question, little girl,” Jared reminded her. “But let me explain. Daddy’s desk is just over there.”

Jared gestured toward the expensive black desk sitting in the opposite corner and Sophie’s gaze followed his to acknowledge it. “You see it?”

There was no need to ask. She clearly saw it, but Jared was relishing the look of Sophie down there on her knees, trying to piece the whole sordid picture together in her head. Frankly, her confusion was making him hard again.

“Yes, Daddy.”

“That’s where Daddy works, and unfortunately baby, there are some things I have to do even though you’re here with me.”

Sophie craned her neck to meet his gaze again, and for a second, there was silence while they assessed each other’s faces.

“And when I do, I need to keep an eye on you. Of course, I could leave you tied in your room, but I’d rather have you with me.”

A tiny whimper escaped her lips as the penny began to drop. “I-in there?”

Jared smirked at her reaction. The more Sophie looked, the more she was no doubt identifying all those perfect little additions Jared had included in the pen. The structure was like any other playpen, but this was made of metal and effectively had a roof—a construction that would seal Sophie inside and keep her safe if he needed to leave her momentarily.  Jared didn’t want to call it a cage—Sophie wasn’t an animal, and he didn’t want her to see herself that way—but, she was his captive now, and he needed to contain her. Whether she liked it or not. That meant that when she was inside, it wouldn’t just be the metal erection that constrained her, but the chains and cuffs he’d secured in there, too. If she was a good girl, then perhaps, Sophie could be free to roam inside sometimes, but on the whole, he wanted her bound.

Bound and wet and needy—just the way she was meant to be.

“Yes, little girl.” Jared fixed her with an intentionally determined stare. “That’s where you go.”

Sophie’s shocked gaze fell over the pen again and she started to pant even harder.

“Do you like it?” He raised an eyebrow with the question and watched as she flustered.

“Daddy, I…” She bit down hard on her lower lip. “Why? Why do I need to go in there?”

Jared chuckled. “To keep you safe baby,” he purred. “And I think you used your question already, didn’t you?”

Sophie inhaled, her hands visibly shaking.

“Go and take a look, little girl.” He lowered, pressing his palm into the small of her back and encouraging Sophie toward the thing until she shuffled forward, the chain jangling between her feet.

“Oh God!” She pressed her palms to her mouth when they moved nearer.

“Isn’t it lovely?” Jared’s tone was sardonic, but there was truth in it, too.

The pen was beautifully crafted and completely bespoke. It had taken some weeks to build and hadn’t been cheap, but as Jared approached the structure now, it had all been worth it. He’d had the thing lined with soft white faux fur and satin, so his little girl would be snug inside, but inside she would be.

Sophie turned back to regard him. “I can’t.” Her voice was shaky. “I can’t. Please, Daddy. Please don’t make me go in there!”

If there had been any doubt about how much of a sick fuck Jared was, this was the moment that crystalized it for him. Sophie was a beautiful woman, and on the whole since he’d taken her, she’d been reasonably compliant, yielding to him wonderfully, but all of that changed nothing. Even though there was real terror dancing in her eyes, no compassion stirred in Jared. In fact, as he rose back to his full height and gazed down at her, the only thing stirring was his lust. He loved that flicker of panic he noticed, the way her breathing had accelerated and the fact she was having trouble getting the words out. He relished the adorable flush of her cheeks and the way her limbs trembled. It was perfect and it was turning him on.

“You’re going in, Sophie.” Jared’s tone was stern. “You know you are.”

Her face crumpled while her gaze flitted between the pen and the man who was going to force her into it. “But—”

“But nothing,” he interrupted. “We both know you’re going to do as you’re told, so there really is only one question, little girl.”

Jared’s voice thundered around the room and Sophie startled. “Are you going to obey the rules and be Daddy’s good girl, or do I need to make you go in?”

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His Dark Intentions is LIVE!

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Good news!

His Dark Intentions is live!

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Britain on the brink.

A forbidden romance few understand.

The fight for survival.

In 2024, Great Britain is a cruel place. Heartache, angst and pain are widespread.

Caroline Craness is one of many women detained because of her gender, judged for her behaviour and hopeless, until HE rescues her–the Commander General–the man in charge of Fortorus.
Two worlds collide in the heat of their passion.
Commander General Harper will save her, but at a price.
Caroline must relinquish all control, and if she isn’t careful, he might demand her soul.
Can she fight to stay alive in his dark world, or will the desire sweep her away?

From USA Today bestselling author, Felicity Brandon, comes an edgy new dystopian romance.
Hold tight, and let this fast-paced, twisted love affair leave you breathless.

Devour this book before the price goes up! 

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“𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞,” 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭.
Connor simply shook his head at her. “There is no discussion on this. You’re going in the cage.”
One obsessed fan. One captive author.
Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing.
An unknown hero steps in to protect her, but her relief turns to terror when her savior’s true intentions are revealed.
Connor Reilly doesn’t just want to save her. He wants to take her for himself.


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Love a Billionaire by Daryl Devore

Our stop on the Neverending Blog Tour this week is Love a Billionaire Collection by Daryl Devore!!

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If you love hot, billionaire romances, then Daryl Devoré’s collection is a must read. Three of her hottest billionaire romances bundled into one smouldering collection.

Desires – When secrets conflict with dreams, love explodes.

After a mistake by a surgeon’s scalpel shattered Fuchsia Quinn’s dance career, she picked up the pieces of her life and moved forward.

Peyton Lang, having run from an impoverished neighbourhood, lives the lifestyle of a successful billionaire.

Frustrated that his current multi-million-dollar project is stalled, Peyton drops in to LEATHER-ICIOUS for a quick drink and late night entertainment. What he saw was a beautiful redhead. What he found was he wanted her.

Two O’clock with the Billionaire – Sometimes, a woman has to do what a woman has to do.

Where Derek Davenport is concerned, women only had one thing in mind: trap him into a marriage.

Unemployed and nearing financial desperation, Arianne is forced to step out of her comfort zone. With minimal hours and excellent pay, she accepts the position of courtesan to a handsome billionaire.

Their sexual antics cause emotions neither is willing to admit. Will Arianne and Derek drive each other crazy…or will they fall in love first?

Two Truths and Lie – The legend of Robin Hood and Maid Marian with a twenty-first-century twist.

As if multiple planes crashes, a car accident, and a concussion isn’t enough, carefree Byn and straight-laced billionaire, Mark clash over Byn’s need for independence and Mark’s struggle with guilt pushing him in the opposite direction of love. When an art forger, an art thief and a ninety-year-old woman get involved the chance for true love for Byn and Mark fades.

All is lost until a children’s game is their only hope.

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

His tongue slipped between her teeth. She flicked the tip of hers across the bottom of his. He groaned. She responded. Their tongues wound around each other like tangled spaghetti. Moans escaped her throat. Her nipples pressed against his t-shirt, begging to be suckled.

She broke off their kiss with a gasp. “Question?”

“What?” His voice was equally breathless.

“Why do you still have clothes on?”

He leaned back onto his knees. “I was asking myself exactly that.” He pushed off the bed, tugging at his shirt. Flame grabbed the covers and tossed them to the end of the bed. When she turned, Pete stood naked, cock proudly erect. Walking on her knees to the side of the bed, Flame bent forward. The tip of his cock grazed under her chin. A dusting of dark hair circled his belly button. She poked her tongue in and out.

“Mmm. Promises of things to come.” He ran his fingers through her hair.

“I’m hoping emphasis on the word, come.”

“Oh yeah. There’s going to be cuming. And groaning.” He bent lower and kissed the top of her head. “You know this is pretty much gonna be monkey sex. We’re both wired pretty tight.”

Flame bent her arms and tickled her waist while performing her best monkey imitation. “Then let’s get the party started.” She braced herself on the bed, leaned closer, grabbed his hips for support, and covered his swollen penis with kisses. His breath quickened. His cock twitched. Changing what she did, she traced his shaft with teasing bites and long licks from bottom to top. When he was completely wet, she slipped the tip into her mouth. Holding him there, she reached behind and grazed his bare ass with the tips of her fingers. His body quivered.

Making a circle around him with her finger and thumb, she pressed her lips on her fingers and lowered her mouth as far as she could, then continued the movement with her hand. Pulling her hand back up to her lips, she slid back to his tip then lowered her head and hand once again. Her fingers reached between his legs and stroked his testicles. “Like that?”

“Mm-hmm. That feels good.”

She glanced up, met his gaze, and smiled.

Using a light touch all the way through her coordinated stroke, she kept the pressure steady. His fingers wrapped in her hair as he pulled her closer, trying to get deeper into her.

Her speed and pressure increased as the rest of her fingers encircled his engorged shaft and mimicked the efforts of her lips. His hips bucked into her. His breaths came in short, sharp pants and the look on his face said he was focused on the delicious delights her mouth and hand provided him.

Her left hand alternated from clawing his ass to caressing and squeezing his testicles.

With a groan of frustration, his knees buckled. “Stop.” She dragged her lips up the length of his cock, slipping off and then kissing the tip. She could taste he was near his climax.

Pete tucked his hands under her armpits and tossed her backward onto the bed. The mattress shook as he climbed on. He knelt and rested on his heels, taking a moment to admire her naked body. “You are beautiful.” His hands rubbed her nipples, enticing them to swell. He lowered his head and slipped the closest one into his mouth. His tongue swirled around it, making it wet and hard.

The touch of his tongue on her breast made her clit throb. A groan was all the response she could muster.

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Author Bio

Two writers in one. Daryl Devoré writes hot romances with sexy heroes and strong heroines and sweet romances with little to no heat. Daryl has several published books available on Amazon in ebook or print book and available at other book retailers via D2D.

Daryl (@daryldevore) lives in an old farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband and 2 cats. Daryl loves to take long walks on her quiet country road or snowshoe across the back acres, and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth, and a meteorite. She’s been deep in the ocean in a submarine, flown high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter, and used the ladies room in a royal palace. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.

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A Hero’s Heart by Amber Daulton

Our stop on the Never-ending Blog Tour this week is A Hero’s Heart by Amber Daulton!!

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When it comes to revenge, nothing is sacred, not even Christmas. DEA field agent Jarrett Brandt returned home on his Harley Davidson to visit his brother’s grave, not to reconnect with his first true love. Now widowed with a son, Marissa Reinn Brandt expected nothing from the one who broke her heart—the twin brother of the man she married—but when her son offered him a place to stay for Christmas, she agreed for son’s benefit. As they rekindled the flames of love and lust that once bound them together, an enemy from his past and a trusted mentor from his present threatened to destroy everything they held dear.

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

Jarrett continued thrusting until the last ounce of his strength vanished. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the crown of her head. “That was amazing, baby. You’re so damn bossy.” He couldn’t stop smiling. 

Marissa blushed and glanced up at him. Locks of auburn hair shielded her face. “I—um—I have a kinky little secret.” She pushed back her hair and tried to rise. He pinned her on his massive chest and swiped stray strands behind her ears. Her blush reddened. “I love bondage films, adult films. I know it’s a total macho guy thing but bossy, woman-empowerment sex turns me on. I like the control.” 

Instant arousal. His cock thickened and prodded her ass cheeks as if he hadn’t fucked in months. “Handcuffs. We have to get furry handcuffs.” Jarrett grinned. Tingly aftershocks rocked through him. “God, I have the perfect woman.” 

She giggled and tried to sit up again. 

He tightened his hold. “We need to combine our collection of tapes.” 

“And toys.” 

He chuckled and finally released her. She jumped to the opposite side of the bed while he sat up and hung his head between his legs. Laughter billowed deep from his chest. “She’s so damn perfect,” he said more to himself than her. He wiped sweat from his forehead and then grasped his heavy cock, ready for another round. He stared back at Marissa as she brought her knees to her chest. He freed the twisted blanket out from underneath them and draped it over her.

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About the Author Amber Daulton is the author of the romantic-suspense series Arresting Onyx and several standalone novellas. Her books are published through The Wild Rose Press and Books to Go Now, and are available in ebook, print on demand, audio, and foreign language formats. Amber lives in North Carolina with her husband and four demanding cats. Amazon Goodreads Bookbub

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This is Dalton’s tale…

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She’s feisty and tempting.
And she doesn’t let anything come in the way of her mission.
I’ve dealt with my fair share of rule-breakers.
So, Delilah isn’t what I need.
But I can’t stop dreaming about holding her in my arms.
She might be hiding a secret.
A secret that could destroy me and burn the city to the ground.
There’s only one question that remains.
Is she worth the destruction that she’s about to cause?

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Her Dark Nemesis Cover Reveal!

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I have another incredible cover reveal and new preorder for the next book in

The Gates of Fortorus Series, Her Dark Nemesis.

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I wanted to believe I was a good man.
That, deep down, I would do the right thing, but it was just possible I wasn’t the good guy.
Maybe, I never would be.

Caroline left me for dead, and fled.
She thought it was over, but underestimating me was a huge mistake.
Back in my possession, she doesn’t stand a chance.
She wants to be free,
But what good is liberty when she can’t escape me?

From USA Today bestselling author, Felicity Brandon, comes a dark, edgy new dystopian romance.
Hold tight, and let the third in this fast-paced series leave you on the edge of your seat.

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“Fortorus they called it—for the brave—but this place wasn’t about fortitude or resilience. This was a place to put us until they decided what to do with us, a place to break us down. It was hell.”

I’m a captive.
A hostage of the ruthless new regime.
Helpless.
Until one day he saves me.
He takes me under his wing and breathes life into me.
But can the man in charge of Fortorus be my knight in shining armor?
Can my captor really be my savior?

Her Dark Protector is a full length novel and the first in a new dark dystopian romance. It contains dark scenes which may offend some readers.

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“𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞,” 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭.
Connor simply shook his head at her. “There is no discussion on this. You’re going in the cage.”
One obsessed fan. One captive author.
Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing.
An unknown hero steps in to protect her, but her relief turns to terror when her savior’s true intentions are revealed.
Connor Reilly doesn’t just want to save her. He wants to take her for himself.


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Harmony’s Embrace by Amber Daulton

Our stop on the Never-ending Blog Tour this week is Harmony’s Embrace by Amber Daulton!!

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Divorced dad Birley Haynes is too busy raising his children and running his family’s music academy to start a relationship. Then Harmony Holdich, his high school sweetheart, returns home to Willow Springs, Vermont for Christmas and falls into his bed. She brings light and fun back into his life, but he can’t brush aside the threatening incidents around his workplace.

Harmony hadn’t expected a complication like Birley, especially so soon after the death of her unfaithful husband. With her life a mess, she plans to move across the country and start over. All she can offer him is a fling, but her heart yearns for more.

When the threats rise, how will Birley keep his children safe and convince Harmony to give love another chance?

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

“Fuck!” White-hot lightning lanced through him, his orgasm tearing from his testicles. Stars danced in his eyes. He kissed her long and hard, stealing her breath and loving her taste. His limbs shook, his vision winking in and out. He pulled free and collapsed beside her. A deep breath filled his air-starved lungs.

She panted and snuggled against him. “Wow, Birley. Your technique has improved too.” She gently gripped his semi-hard erection.

Air lodged in his throat. He thrust into her grasp and shuddered. “Easy. Your touch is like fire, ice, and electricity all wrapped into one.”

“You’re sensitive, huh?” She thumbed the bulbous head, then teased her fingernails through the hair dotting his abdomen. “I could lay here all night.”

“Good. I have no intention of letting you go.” He groaned as he pumped himself, relieving the last bit of lust thickening the shaft. Stickiness coated his palm. He stilled. “We didn’t use a condom.” How the hell could he forget that?

“I’m clean. You?”

“No worries, but what if you get pregnant?”

“If only I’d be so lucky.” She sighed heavily as he scowled. “Then again, I can’t hold a baby past the first trimester. I don’t want to go through that pain again.”

He clutched her close. What would his life be like without Andy and Kay? He didn’t want to imagine it. “I’m sorry for what you’ve been through, but Harmony, I won’t walk away from you if you do get pregnant. I’ll go with you to all the doctor appointments. If we lose the baby, then we do. If not, we’ll raise it together.”

“This conversation is pointless.” She withdrew from him and wrapped the sheet around her. “It’s hard for me to get pregnant in the first place, so I doubt we have anything to worry about. But thank you for wanting to stick by me. Not that you could. I wouldn’t expect you to give up everything you have and drag your kids to California.”

Of course not. She should move back to Willow Springs. What if she refused? He would have to uproot his kids, forsake his inheritance, and throw a wrench in his parents’ retirement plans. Was Harmony worth it? He smoothed the fine lines around her eyes. She was worth everything, but he wouldn’t rip Andy and Kay away from their home and family.

“Rest, babe.” He reached across the bed and turned off the light. After she cuddled back into his arms, he kissed her forehead. The music faded as the last track ended, and her soft breathing echoed in his ears. In the morning, he would buy a box of condoms. No more stupidity on his part. When his lover left, she wouldn’t be taking his unborn child with her.

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About the Author Amber Daulton is the author of the romantic-suspense series Arresting Onyx and several standalone novellas. Her books are published through The Wild Rose Press and Books to Go Now, and are available in ebook, print on demand, audio, and foreign language formats. Amber lives in North Carolina with her husband and four demanding cats. Amazon Goodreads Bookbub

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Get Taken for FREE!

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One obsessed fan. One captive author.

Lost on the streets of a foreign city, Molly Clary is attacked after a book signing. An unknown hero steps in to protect her, but her relief turns to terror when her savior’s true intentions are revealed.

Connor Reilly doesn’t just want to save her. He wants to take her for himself.

Now Molly’s fighting, not just for her life, but for the essence of who she truly is. If she’s going to survive in Connor’s dark new world, she’ll have to learn to play his games. But if Molly plays, what will it cost her? Can a monster ever really learn to love, or will his need to dominate destroy them both?

If you enjoyed the debauched desire of the Twist Me series, then you’ll devour Felicity Brandon’s edgy new trilogy.

Buy Taken to begin this hauntingly addictive set.

Taken is an edgy, fast-paced, dark romance and is the first book in The Dark Necessities trilogy. Molly and Connor’s story continues in Tamed, and concludes in Entwined. Read how the darkness began in The Dark Necessities Prequels…

This book contains dark and twisted scenes. You have been warned…

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A Dom is for Life by Ashe Barker

Our stop on the Never-ending Blog Tour this week is Ashe Barkers’ latest book, A Dom is for Life

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A Dom is for Life … not just for Christmas.

It’s been over three years since her bitter break up with her husband, and Libby Novak is over him. Definitely. All she needs to do is sign the final papers and their divorce will be final, the whole sorry chapter finished with.

So, why doesn’t she?

A slip up in a shopping centre places her on the wrong side of the law, and Libby is horrified when the head of security turns out to be her soon-to-be ex-husband, Josh. She manages to convince him of her innocence though, and he’s prepared to let her go.

So why doesn’t she just head for the exit? Why, instead, does she beg him to spank her, like he used to do, when they were together, and he was her Dom as well as her husband? 

Josh was always a stern Master, and he has a score to settle with the wife and submissive who betrayed him. Will one spanking be enough? 

As the heat of their marriage sizzles again, who will get burned this time?

Warning: This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. 

The first two chapters of this book were originally published as a short story, In The Eyes of the Law in the Totally Bound Over The Knee anthology, In this edition, the book has been substantially expanded to a full-length novel, re-edited and with new cover art and title

Here is a steamy excerpt from this book!!

“Lift your skirt, Libby. Above your waist. Then put your hands and feet on the floor. I want your bottom lifted up, ready for me.”

I reach for the hem of my loose-fitting skirt and raise it, gathering much of the fabric in front of me. The waft of cool air on my naked buttocks sends my pussy into yet another frenzy of clenching.

Despite my enthusiastic anticipation, I still flinch when Josh lays his palm across my right cheek, massaging the sensitive skin in large circles. He repeats the action on the other side.

Memories rush back. Warm, sensuous memories as I recall his unhurried preparations, his insistence that I be thoroughly readied, especially for an intense scene. I wriggle against his thigh, loving the solicitous attention. No one ever made me feel as vulnerable, or as safe as Josh.

“I guess you’re liking this, Libby.”

“Mmm, yes, Sir. I am.”

“And this?” He drops the first few light, teasing slaps onto my upturned bottom.

“Yes, Sir, that, too.” I writhe on his lap, turning my bottom to try to catch maximum impact with each stroke.

“Libby, you know better than that. Keep still.” He ceases the delightful slapping, waiting until I resume my original position.

“I’m sorry, Sir. I just…”

“Hush. It’s okay. Do you still use the same safe word?”

“Yes, Sir. Murgatroyd. But I won’t be needing it.” My mother’s maiden name hasn’t been pressed into service for a while now. During my ill-fated scenes with other partners during our separation, I’ve stuck to the more traditional traffic-lights system.

“Probably not, but just checking. Apart from the last couple of times that you just told me about, how long is it since you were last spanked? Really spanked, I mean, into sub-space?”

“Not since you and I… Oh!” I let out a sharp cry when he ramps up the intensity.

“Okay, and has it been just spanking or have you tried anything else?”

“If you mean have I fucked anyone else, the answer is no. I’m not— I mean, I like kink, but…”

“Okay, I get that, too. I was thinking about any other types of play. You liked to be tied up, I recall.”

“N-no. Nothing else, Sir.”

“I see. This still all right?” 

He’s dropping quite hard slaps on my bottom now, raining them all over the tender flesh. I’m managing not to clench because I know that just increases the pain, but it isn’t easy.

“Yes, Sir. It’s fine. Thank you.”

“I missed you, Libby.” He delivers this line without breaking his rhythm.

“I-I missed it, too.”

“It? I said I missed you, girl. Not this. Well, not only this.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You should be. You should never have left me.”

“I had to. You knew why I had to.”

“I know what you told me, but you were wrong. You were impatient. You should have given me more time.” The pressure of the slaps has risen again, the spanking is really hurting now, and it’s linked to this conversation somehow. He isn’t striking me in anger. He never did and never would. But there is a connection.

I feel compelled to at least attempt an explanation, though my wits are scrambling fast, and I’m not sure how coherent it will be.

“I couldn’t stand it. I begged you to leave the army, but you refused. In the end, I had no choice.”

“I would have put you first. You knew that. I always did.”

“I didn’t know. How could I? Oh, oh, Sir…” 

The spanking pauses for a few moments. Josh leans down to pick up his belt from the floor beside him. I suck in a breath and hold it.

“I always did,” he repeats. “I asked you to wait. You should have trusted me.”

“I… Aagh!” There’s a whoosh as the belt slices through the air, then a loud crack when it lands across my bottom, wrapping itself around both buttocks. “Oh God, oh Jesus that hurts.”

Josh ignores my comment and my scream, readying himself to swing the belt again. Another rush of air, louder this time, and the belt again connects with my searing flesh.

“Oh, oh. Christ.” I screw up my eyes. Tears are already prickling behind my eyelids. Surely I used to be much more resilient than this. I’ve become soft, out of practice.

“Why couldn’t you trust me, Libby? Did I ever let you down?”

The belt lands again, leaving a third river of agony across my bottom. My arse is scorching, yet still I lift it to him, offer myself up for more punishment. I know—I’m sure we both know—this isn’t about a bottle of perfume, nor is it about a lapse of memory, a moment of carelessness. This is about trust, broken promises, disappointment, and long-suppressed anger.

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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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Deeds Not Words by Ashe Barker

Our stop on the Never-ending Blog Tour this week is Ashe Barkers’ latest book, Deeds Not Words.

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A handsome viscount. A headstrong Suffragette. And a cause worth dying for.

She grew up while I wasn’t looking. My sweet little half-cousin is now a beautiful woman. I’ve adored her for as long as I can remember. It’s high time I made her my viscountess. 

But there’s just one problem. While my back was turned Clarissa has joined the Suffragette Movement. And now, I gather, she’s incarcerated in Holloway facing their vile force-feeding regime and God only knows what other horrors. I need to act quickly.

I’ve never been more pleased to see my handsome cousin. Always my guardian and protector, James rescued me from that awful place and brought me home to Smallwood where he is determined to keep me safe. And he insists upon employing his own brand of discipline, to teach me the error of my ways.

I want to surrender to him. I love him. I think I always have. But I love the Suffragette cause too. James wants me to submit to his authority and continue the campaign without endangering my life. But this has become a fight to the death, and I will not desert my sisters.

Warning: This book contains sexually explicit content which is only suitable for mature readers. 

This story was previously published in the 2019 anthology Once upon a Christmas Wedding. This version is a stand alone story, re-edited, and with new content added.

Here is a steamy excerpt from this book!!

She folded her drawers with care and placed them upon the low stool at the foot of her bed. Straightening, Clarissa checked her appearance in the full-length mirror to make sure that she had not disturbed her clothing in any other way and that there was no outward sign that beneath her plain cotton skirt her buttocks were naked.

The fact that she would soon be obliged to display those naked buttocks to her handsome cousin caused her other cheeks to heat. What would he think? Would he be… moved in any way?

Something coiled, deep in her core. Even if James found nothing to unduly excite him in this situation, she could not say the same for herself. The fluttering in her belly was not altogether to be attributed to apprehension, though she would not for a moment deny her nervousness. But she trusted James. He had sworn not to harm her and that was good enough.

Twenty strokes, though. With his belt, at that. Dear Lord, help me…

Better yet, she might help herself by going down to the study and getting this unpleasantness over with as quickly as possible. Her resolve buoyed as high as she could manage, Clarissa hurried from the room.

Downstairs in the main hallway she hesitated just briefly then lifted her hand and knocked softly on the study door,

“Come in.” 

At his summons to enter she slipped inside and closed the door behind her.

“There is a key in the lock,” James said, leaning back in his chair to regard her entrance. “You might like to turn it. We would not wish to be disturbed.”

She could not argue with that sentiment. Quickly, she locked the door, then faced him again. “I removed my drawers already.”

“I see. You are ready, then?”

Her chin high and her spine stiff, she nodded briefly. “I am.”

“In that case,” he got to his feet and moved around the desk, “I shall not keep you waiting. Perhaps you would be so good as to position yourself across the desk. I have made a space for you.”

He had indeed. The entire expanse of polished mahogany had been cleared of the usual documents and other paraphernalia usually scattered about, the casual clutter of a man of business with much to occupy him. Today, right now, his focus was entirely upon her.

Clarissa had mixed feelings about that dubious honour as she stepped forward to lean on the desk.

“I am not sure how… I mean, I have never…”

“Lean forward. Rest your upper body on the desk top and reach out in front of you. You will find it easier if you grip the opposite edge. I suggest you do not let go, and above all, do not even think about reaching back to protect your bottom.”

“Do you need me to lift my skirts?”

“I will do that. All you need do is make yourself comfortable.”

“Comfortable?” She gave an inelegant snort but wasted no unnecessary time in spreading herself across the desk. “Is this all right?” She lay with her cheek pressed against the polished wood and regarded him.

“Yes. Perfect.” He unfastened the buckle of his leather belt. “We agreed upon twenty strokes, did we not?”

“That is what you said, yes.”

The belt slid free of his trousers with an ominous whisper. James folded it in half, then laid it on the desk beside her. “I shall raise your skirts now. Perhaps you would lift up your stomach slightly in order that I may tuck the fabric beneath you.”

Clarissa found herself obliging him without comment, though the cool breath of air wafting across her bared buttocks as he rolled her skirts to her waist caused her to screw her eyes tight shut. Maybe, if she did not open them until this was all over, she might blot out the worst of the humiliation.

“You make a pretty sight, Clarissa Bellamy, and one I sincerely hope to view often in the years before us.” 

His tone was low, warm. Something in that soft timbre made her want to purr but she quickly stifled such nonsense. “Please,” she groaned. “Just get on with it.”

“Very well.” He picked up the belt, grasped the two ends and the buckle within his fist, and swung it by his side. “I do not believe there are many servants about this morning, and no visitors expected. Even so, a spanking can be a noisy business. I shall not require you to remain silent, but you might like to consider it anyway. Whilst we shall not be disturbed in here, noise does carry…”

“I shall be as quiet as I can.” And she meant it. This whole business was quite mortifying enough without the prospect of Victorine witnessing her shame and indignity as well.

“Good. Then, we shall begin, shall we?”

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About the Author

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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