It’s Cover Reveal Time!!

Hello everyone. I’m super excited to share with you my new cover for Fobidden! This is the third and final book in the Dark Necessities Prequel trilogy —and the final instalment in the dark universe of Connor and Molly.

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Check out this steamy excerpt from Forbidden—I cannot wait for you to read this book!

The rhythmic patting at her clit which could so easily lull Lily into somewhere heavenly if only Ethan would allow it to continue for long enough vanished again, replaced by a hard strike to her pussy instead. She screamed this time, permitting the pent-up energy coursing around her body to be liberated as the pain spiked, but as soon as the sound was out, the gentle crop was back. Teasing her, luring her and forcing Lily back into the realms of pleasure again.

Oh, sir. She tried to gather her scattering thoughts.

Only Ethan could do this. Only he could make her feel this way. One moment he makes an admission that should shock her to the core, and the next he has her back against the ropes again, hurting her and pleasing her—all at the same time.

“Is that good?” he asked with a laugh, but all Lily could do was blink in response.

He had a fistful of her hair and she could barely move her head, and all she could think about was that relentless little tapping at her clit.

Tap, tap, tap.

Each soft lick goading her, and drawing her body closer and closer to ecstasy.

And then the burgeoning pleasure was gone, and he brought he crop back down hard against her wetness instead, eliciting an even louder, guttural cry from her stretched lips.

“I said, is that good?”

Ethan’s voice was demanding.

Yes, sir.

She forced her reeling thoughts to answer him. Yes, sir. More. Please.

The sound of his dark laughter enveloped her as the tapping resumed, his hand tightening against her scalp.

“You’re going to come for me like this, pet,” he snarled from somewhere over her head.

Oh God. He was right, and Lily’s eyes squeezed shut in response. Much more of this and she was going to come. It was so good. It was all so good. All the pain and intensity of it. The way he was immobilizing her, the collar at her neck and the fucking horrible gag in her mouth. It was maddening, but it was working, pulling her rebellious body toward the highs that only Ethan had access to. The crop continued its magic, making her gasp and clench around the plastic in her mouth and the long plastic shaft still shoved into her arse. The aching fullness taunted her, reminding her who owned her body as Ethan’s crop tormented her clit through the hair of the tail he forced her to wear.

“That’s right.”

She blinked her eyes open at the sound of his growl, but Lily could barely take in anything. She didn’t see the garden furniture stacked neatly in front of her, or the numerous potted plants she’d been growing out here for years.

All there was now was Ethan and his wonderful darkness, and the knowledge that he was going to make her succumb.

It was only a matter of time.

“That’s right,” he told her again. “You’re mine, little pet. Mine to leash, mine to plug and mine to torture.”

Yes, sir.

“Tell me!”

I’m yours.

“Louder!”

Oh fuck, Ethan. I’m yours, sir. She screeched the words as powerfully as she could from her head into his.

“And who owns this arse?” he demanded, tapping the crop against the base of the plug wedged into her behind.

Lily moaned at the change of tact. Her body missing the clitoral stimulation, yet the tremors he sent through the plug nearly made her come anyway.

You own it, Ethan.

She wanted to turn her head and see him, but the fist in her hair was having none of it. There was no moving. There was no independent thought.

There was only Ethan.

Ethan’s will and Ethan’s way.

“And this cunt?” he mused out loud, dragging the crop south from the butt plug to her dripping wet pussy. “Who owns this, Lily?”

Her breaths were coming out in short, sharp bursts by now, her mind struggling to keep up with the multitude of sensations he was creating throughout her body.

You! she yelled as she blinked at the hand-crafted pots. You own it, sir.

Ethan lifted the crop and Lily just had time to gasp before it came crashing down against her pussy again, the pain now morphing straight into heat as her body sought out the pleasure it knew it deserved.

He chuckled ominously at that thought.

“Oh, you deserve it baby,” he agreed as he spanked her pussy with the crop again. “And don’t you worry, I’m going to give it to you.”

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Camille’s Second Chance by Alyssa Bailey

Our stop on the Neverending Blog Tour this week is Camille’s Second Chance by Alyssa Bailey!! 

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“We’re going to the ranch. This Daddy is taking care of all his little ones.”

 

Before she was twenty-one, Camille Hendrix had been lied to, cheated on, assaulted twice, forced into a loveless marriage, divorced, and left to fend for herself with one baby and another on the way. She had also been loved by a man she left without a word of explanation and missed every day of her life. Now, with a nursing degree and two preschoolers she was determined to return to her hometown and make a life, if possible, with the only man she ever loved. But was it too much to ask? Someone in town thought so. 

 

Sawyer Knight was the most sought-after playboy in three counties and probably more. Everyone knew the woman he loved had suddenly left town without a word. Since then, Sawyer could be seen most weekends at the Whet Whistle, kicking up dust, getting toasted, and going home with a different woman. No woman was permanent in his life and Sawyer made that known loud and clear, until Cami came back to town. She was divorced, a mother, and life weary but when he laid eyes on her in his brother’s house, she was still the most beautiful, feisty woman he’d ever seen. Maybe more than ever because her strength of character shone through the battle scars and his heart immediately yearned for her. If he claimed her this time, he wouldn’t let her go without a fight. It seemed the first opponent had already entered the ring.

 

This is book two in the Clearwater Ranch series but can be enjoyed as a standalone.

 

Publisher’s Note: This contemporary western romance is intended for adults only. It contains elements of mystery, suspense, sensual scenes and power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

Untangling his hands from her hair, he pulled her towards his lips as she kissed his torso on her way back up to his face. 

 

“My turn, now,” he whispered in a strangled harsh voice. 

“Not fair, you stole some of my time.” 

“Never said I was fair. It’s Daddy’s turn. Now climb on like a good girl.” 

“I still get to ride?” she asked eagerly as she positioned herself just right to mount him. “What kind are you?” 

“What kind?” 

“What kind of horse?” 

 

His deep chuckle made her tummy flip. “You’re riding the cowboy, baby. They are so much more inventive.” 

 

He brought her down onto his cock, fully seating her over him. Claiming her, showing her he not only took care of his woman, but he also took her. He held her in one position while he pumped her for a while and then allowed her to ride him. As she began to tingle from the friction of the pounding of her clit on every meeting of their pelvises, he demanded something he’d never said to her before. 

 

“Touch yourself, Camille. Bring yourself off.” 

“What? I can’t do that. It’s embarrassing.” 

“Can you argue with Daddy?” 

“No, but I can argue with my boyfriend.” 

“Fiancé,” he growled. “But when we’re in here, you don’t talk back. Daddy rules this room, not his little girl.” 

“Fuck that.” 

“I’m trying to,” he said as he slowed his movements. He released her hips and brought her down, chest to chest. The next thing she felt and heard was an explosion on her butt, then another one. Over and over she felt the sharp slaps on her butt as he continued to pump slowly. 

“Please, it hurts.” 

“Would you like another chance to do as I said?” 

 

Camille didn’t know how she’d touch herself in front of him but somehow, she would. She nodded. “Yes. I can try.” 

He nodded and helped her sit up straight on his staff then watched as she tentatively inched towards her clit. Two thigh slaps made her inch faster. Don’t think about it, just do it. She touched herself and it felt forbidden. That gave it more power and she was soon rubbing and circling her fleshy nerve center as he pumped faster. 

 

“God, that is so damn sexy, woman.”

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Author Bio

Alyssa Bailey is a USA Today and International best-selling author. She loves writing realistic romance for the naughty in all of us. Power exchange adventures between strong, intelligent, sassy women who aren’t afraid to make a stand and men confident enough to give his woman space, but Alpha enough to keep her safe despite her choices is a common theme. 

 

Family and community is important to Alyssa and it’s one reason she loves series. She is expanding her horizons and comfort zone with every new book; that’s exciting. Sometimes, suspense and mystery stirs the plot, other times, it’s crazy day to day angst and danger. Whatever goes on before, there’s always a happily ever after ending. 

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Submitting to the Lawyer by BJ Wane

Our stop on the Neverending Blog Tour this week is Submitting to the Lawyer by BJ Wane! 

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Will they both let their reluctance to admit they want more from the other cost them everything?

Nan Meyers returns to her beloved hometown of Willow Springs a broken woman, ten months after leaving for what was supposed to be a short vacation with her brother. For years she’d enjoyed an active sexual lifestyle at the local BDSM club owned by her friends, but the trauma she endured while away has stripped her of those pleasures, leaving her determined to get her life back. 

Dan Shylock greets the news of his friend and favorite submissive’s return with relief. After Nan cut off all communication with him and her other friends several weeks after going on vacation, her silence had both worried and angered him. Seeing the changes in her upon her return stirs up his suspicions, and when she reveals hints of suffering from an abusive trauma, his protective instincts and determination to help her kick into high gear. 

As Dan slowly coaxes Nan back into embracing the pain induced pleasures she once loved, their growing feelings for each other come to the surface. But before either can come to terms with how they feel, the truth about the strange mishaps Nan has been experiencing almost costs her her life. Will Dan get there in time to save her?

This is book four in the Cowboy Doms series but can be enjoyed as a standalone.

Publisher’s Note: This steamy, contemporary Western romance contains elements of ménage, mystery, suspense, and power exchange.

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

Nan landed belly down across Dan’s hard, denim-covered thighs, a position she’d been in countless times before, and yet still felt new, scary and exciting all at once.  She braced for the pain, praying for that hedonistic thrill instead of fear. His calloused palm glided over her buttocks left exposed by the thong, and she soaked up the pleasant sensations his touch stirred up.  Low voices echoed around them, mingling with laughter, the music and the sounds of play resonating from the loft. She wasn’t alone, or in the dark, the exhibitionism releasing a familiar sweep of excitement to tease her senses.

A light swat stung her right cheek, drawing a gasp at the sudden sting.  He didn’t pause before delivering a matching smack on the left, and tears pricked her eyes at the rush of pleasure from the soft ache.  “Tell me about last night.” Two more identical spanks landed on top of the first ones, still light enough to warm with a here-then-gone sting.  “What frightened you, a nightmare?”

Nan shook her head, grasping the chair leg for added support as he delivered a harder swat in the center of her butt.  “I woke up, and the lights were out,” she blurted, needing him to continue but stopping short of admitting she was sure she’d left them on.  She should have remembered how astute he was. Two much harder smacks jiggled her globes, the painful burn spreading to her pussy. Yes!  The urge to crow in delight at the return of her usual response to pain was difficult to suppress, but she recalled how fast that pleasure changed last week and held herself back.

“Common sense tells me if you fear the dark due to your trauma, you would not have forgotten to leave lights on before going to bed.”  Dan aimed for the under curve of her buttocks next, putting more force behind the spanks, enough to push her forward on his lap.

Nan trembled as he paused to inch a finger under the thong and trace over her puffy labia, his touch on the sensitive flesh setting off sparks deep inside her core.  She’d almost forgotten the pleasure of a burning backside, of picturing others eyeing her red, quivering butt, of lying face down throbbing for more. With a low moan, she shifted on his lap, the pressure of her mound against his rigid muscles sending another blaze of heat spiraling through her.  

With a low curse, Dan pulled back and blistered her buttocks with a rapid volley of spanks, alternating between light and hard, stopping only to brush his hand across her throbbing flesh before resuming again.  “You were frightened, awakening to the dark, with no explanation for the lights being out. Correct?”

“Yes!” she cried out, using every ounce of her concentration and control to fight back the ever-present fear waiting to ruin this blissful torment that was the complete opposite of what Gerard had subjected her to.  It hovered, right there, on the very edge of her conscience, with small flashbacks to that dank cellar. But this time, Master Dan’s deep, commanding voice kept her rooted in the here and now, held her enthralled with the slow build-up of pain and a hint of pleasure pushing its way through.

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Author Bio

I live in the Midwest with my husband and our dog, a lovable Great Pyrenees/Standard Poodle.  I love dogs, enjoy spending time with my daughter, babysitting dogs and kids, reading and working puzzles.  We have traveled extensively throughout the states, Canada and just once overseas, but I now prefer being a homebody.  I worked for a while writing articles for a local magazine but soon found my interest in writing for myself peaking. My first book was strictly spanking erotica, but I slowly evolved to writing erotic spanking romance with a touch of suspense.  My favorite genre to read is suspense.

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Grab my Reverse Harem Romance for only 99c!

Hello Fierce Friends, I’m excited to share that Duty Bound is on sale for a limited time.

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When their uniforms come off…

Bossy, dedicated, overprotective, super complicated. A woman needs a man like that in her life like she needs a temporal lobe headache, right? Think again, because when the uniforms come off and the temperature skyrockets, it’s time to forget Hell and take a trip straight to Heaven.

How about multiplying that by three, four, or more? You get the picture? This set of panty-melting reverse harem stories will have you gasping, panting, squirming and sweating. Read late into the night with these steamy tales featuring priests, military men, S.W.A.T. officers, gardeners, waiters, and more.

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It’s Cover Reveal Time!!

Hello everyone. I’m super excited to share with you my new cover for Fallen! This is the second book in the Dark Necessities Prequel trilogy I am writing. Pick up where we left off with Flawed in this book, what will happen between Lily and Ethan???

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Check out this steamy excerpt from Fallen—I cannot wait for you to read this book!!

“Ethan!”

His name escaped her lips in a panic as she felt the final tug of the binds against the wood above her head, and a moment later his face came into view.

“Lily?”

His face was so calm and his expression so in control. It was as infuriating as it was sexy as hell.

“Please, sir, don’t leave me here!” she whimpered as he settled against the side of her body. “I’m sorry I abandoned you yesterday, but please don’t.”

A part of Lily hated how pathetic she sounded at that moment, but there was no choice—she had no choice—and if this was the only chance she had to plead, then plead she would.

“Little one,” he crooned, and he actually smiled as he gazed down at her, waves of his sumptuous dark hair falling between their faces. “I am not going to leave you. I am never going to leave you. Didn’t I tell you to stop worrying?”

She gasped at his words, her mind still racing despite his assurances.

“Now,” he purred, tracing a finger along her exposed midriff as he continued. “All you need to do is lie back and listen. Can you do that?”

Lily nodded, though if truth be told, she was more than a little distracted by the path of his finger, which was right at that moment circling one, and then the next breast with soft caresses that made her want to pant.

“Yes,” she whispered in reply. “Yes, I can, sir.”

“Good.”

He was gone then, rising to stand beside the bed before he strode to the end climbing back onto the covers between her naturally splayed legs.

“The rules for today are really simple, Lily,” he told her in a tone that made her hips roll forward. It was as though he had hypnotized her body somehow, and now it was obeying his orders, and not her own. “Your job is two-fold.”

Their gazes locked as he edged closer toward her sex, his knees nudging her legs even wider as he went.

“You will endure for me whatever I choose to bestow upon you.”

Ethan’s words echoed around the small master bedroom as though they were an edict from the gods, and in a way, they were. Ethan was the closest thing Lily was ever likely to get to a god, especially now that she was effectively harboring him from the law, and as she eyed him between her thighs, she was struck by just how powerful the man seemed. All of a sudden, it was far too easy to imagine him extinguishing the lives of all those women. The potent combination of his charm, looks, strong muscular body, and his ability to know what others were thinking would have meant that none of them even had a chance.

Ethan was a predator.

She could see that now. Maybe he was even the perfect predator…

“And the second part of your job.”

The steel in his voice shattered Lily’s thought process, and she locked eyes with him again as he delivered his final verdict.

“Do you want to know what it is, little Lily?” he goaded, pressing his palms down at either side of her chest, and lowering his sculpted body over her soft skin.

She gasped as their flesh made contact, arching her back and squeezing her eyes closed as a spike of pleasure whipped through her. “Yes,” she panted with obvious need. “Yes, sir.”

“The second part is that you do not, under any circumstances, have my permission to come.”

Lily blinked her eyes open at him, certain that she must have misheard the man.

“No,” he told her with a soft, taunting laugh. “You didn’t mishear, beautiful. That is your punishment. I am going to keep you on the edge all fucking day, and you’re not going to be allowed even an ounce of pleasure.”

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Romancing the Coast Collection by Libby Campbell

This week on the Neverending Blog Tour, we are checking out Romancing the Coast Collection by Libby Campbell. 

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Seeing Ronnie:

Aloof and beautiful, society blogger Ronnie Flynn only agrees to go out with Del Franklin because he has an invitation to the biggest social event of the year. But it means spending a weekend with him on gorgeous Seguro Island. Before that weekend is over, Ronnie is in deeper than she ever imagined possible. Enthralled by her beauty and intelligence but less impressed with her snark, Del decides the only thing she needs to make her a good partner is a lesson in manners. That’s a lesson he’s happy to deliver, as often as she needs it.

Holding Cynthia:


Cynthia is about to move to the West Coast to be closer her daughter. As her plane touches down in her new city, she steels herself for the new life ahead. When she finds Antony, someone she thinks of as a dear friend, waiting at the arrivals gate, a wave of gratitude and desire floods through her.

She is tired and aching beyond all memory, so Antony takes charge. Very quickly, he realizes there is something wrong, very wrong, with Cynthia’s health. He insists that she see a doctor.

She says he is overprotective. He agrees. He is also determined to look after her if she won’t look after herself. A trip over his knee shakes Cynthia to the core. In spite of herself she likes – she wants – this loving correction.

Is Antony too much, too soon, or is he just what the doctor ordered?

Trusting Ingrid:

Ingrid Nickel doesn’t want to go into rehab. Again. She tried it once but it didn’t work.

When she meets Lachlan Morrison, the connection is electric. She sees a handsome man, directing and challenging, who won’t be intimidated by a powerful woman like her. He sees a woman whose bluster and sarcasm is a cover for something deep inside her that is badly broken.

The daughter of a grifter, Ingrid has grown up street-wise and lawless. Lachlan has rescued more than one creature whose bark was worse than its bite.

Will his stern, loving magic work on Ingrid?

Disclaimer: The Romancing the Coast boxset contains fantasy themes appropriate for mature readers only. Nothing in collection should be interpreted as Blushing Books’ or the author’s advocating any non-consensual sexual activity.

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Author Bio

I’m in love with love. My romance stories feature strong, self-reliant women who challenge the powerful men who love them.

My books are set in the Pacific Northwest, a part of the world I know well and love deeply.

I’ve lived all over Canada, but the best decision of my life was when I moved to Australia to marry my leading man. After many years there, we moved back to the Pacific Northwest. We now live in a leafy neighborhood close to the sea.

My passions are reading and writing. I also love hiking, beachcombing, and an occasional night of dancing.

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Crystal Coast Love Connection by Sierra Brave

Our stop on the Neverending Blog Tour this week is Crystal Coast Love Connection by Sierra Brave! 

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After leaving a bad relationship, marine biologist, Jessica Butler has sworn off love and relationships but can’t resist a night of no-strings passion with hunky soldier, Captain Chase Culpepper. Their evening sizzles, leaving Jessica satisfied, but when Chase wakes up alone the next morning, he’s determined to make her his own.

The faster Jessica runs away, the more Chase finds to love about her. What will it take for him to win her trust and her love?

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

Her tummy behaved like a python curving around a tree, twisting and squeezing, and her impulsive streak got the best of her. She leaned over by Chase’s ear. “Wait a couple of minutes and meet me at the ladies’ room. I’ll be waiting just inside the door.” She stood up and grabbed her purse. “Little girls’ room,” she said before walking off without looking back.

As Jessica entered the restroom, a woman exited one of the three stalls and headed to the sink to wash her hands. Jessica checked the other stalls, relieved to find them empty. She stood behind the other woman, pretending to check her makeup in the mirror. Hurry up…please, hurry.

Jessica stood in front of the mirror and played with her hair while the woman finished up and dried her hands. As she exited, another woman entered. Shit! I guess this was ill-advised. Jessica ducked out of the bathroom, finding Chase waiting just outside the door. She froze in her tracks and pointed behind her back with her thumb. “Occupied.”

“Yeah, a public bathroom is kinda… I already called us a cab. Let’s go to my place.”

A chill ran up her spine as she admired how well Chase filled out his cream-colored pullover sweater and gray slacks. Saliva filled her mouth, and she swallowed to keep from drooling. “What should we say?”

“I already made an excuse about having a stomachache and needing to go home.” He pulled out his phone. “Add your number. I’ll sneak out the back while you go sit back down. Finish your water, and when our ride gets here, I’ll text you. Then you tell the table a friend needs you and leave.”

Jessica’s smiled. “You’re a fast thinker.”

A grin spread across his face, and he shrugged. “See you in five to ten.”

“Count on it,” she replied before hurrying back to the table.

She sat down and asked, “Where’d the captain go?”

“Aw, poor Cappy got a tummy ache and had to go bye-bye,” Brent said with a laugh. “Some guys just can’t hold their booze like the rest of us.” A big goofy smile lit up his face.

What a dork.

Derrick spoke up. “Oh, he said to tell you he paid your bill. Something about owing you one.”

“Yeah,” she said without elaborating. Jessica sipped her water, hoping her face didn’t give her away. She bantered with Derrick and Brent, holding her own while keeping one eye on her watch. As for Ryan and Tanner, they might as well have been at a table for two in some secluded area because after a couple of rounds, they didn’t seem to notice anyone else in the room.

Jessica’s heart was already in her throat by the time her cell sounded off, and like an idiot, she jumped. Smooth girl, super smooth. Slicking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, she reached in her purse and got out her phone, making a big show of looking at her text. “Oh sorry, guys. My friend needs me. She works just down the road, so I’ll just walk on over.” She grabbed her wallet and left ten dollars for Amelia. She wasn’t sure how well Chase had tipped, and after working as a server all through high school and college, she understood the importance of leaving a full twenty percent.

She hightailed it outside and found Chase waiting for her by a running cab. “Ready to go?”

“Yep.”

He opened the door for her. She hopped in and then scooted over to the far side, allowing him to get in next to her. Jessica put on her seat belt while he closed the door. He cupped her cheek, surprising her, and she gasped just before he leaned in and placed a tiny peck on her lips.

She closed her eyes, relishing the smoothness of his soft lips. Goose bumps lifted the tiny hairs on her arms, and she shivered.

“Where to?” the driver asked.

Chase hesitated, looking Jessica in the eye. “You sure about this? I can have him take you home and call you tomorrow.”

Her brain cried out yes! But her pussy told it to shut the fuck up. Jessica reached up, grabbed Chase’s face with both hands, and pulled him in for another smooch. Their lips locked, and their heads turned as they deepened the kiss, their tongues twirling and twisting. After she broke away to catch her breath, Chase answered the cabbie with his address.

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Author Bio

Sierra Brave is a multi-published author of smoking hot romance. She writes across genres, dabbling in a little bit of everything, including ménage and BDSM.  Her love of erotic fiction started in her last year of high school when she first read the sensual classic, Fanny Hill. She felt so naughty yet liberated with her copy tucked away in her book bag and hopes her work will have the same delicious effect on her readers.

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