Searching for Home by PK Corey

Our stop on the Neverending Blog Tour this week is Searching for Home by PK Corey!!

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Jenny is happily married to her strong, gorgeous sheriff. She has great friends and a good job. But life is never perfect is it? Within a short time, she and Cal have to move from the home they rent, need to move in with his parents and receive life-changing news from her mother’s lawyer. Jenny’s friend and boss, Allie, has her share of problems too – money woes, grabby clients and burglaries near her work.

When they try to keep their worries from their protective husbands, they find out what it means to have an alpha man to deal with. After the girls are attacked at work, things seem to go from bad to worse. Taking on adult responsibilities is never easy as they’re finding out the hard way. Good thing they have their older friends, Cassie, Sue, Annie and Lily to fall back on.

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

“Are you planning to keep your clothes on all night?” Jenny asked.

“It is getting a little warm in here, isn’t it? A little help, please.” He held out his arms, and Jenny came over, laughing, and began unbuttoning his shirt. She loved Cal’s body. He was as hard as a rock. His shoulders, abs, legs, and even his butt seemed to be one hard muscle—and it all belonged to her. 

She continued to undress him until she reached his boxers. She snapped the waistband sharply and said, “Prepare to be ravaged!” As she yanked them down, she pushed Cal back onto the bed. 

His erection was magnificent! And Jenny paused to marvel. Cal looked at her with anticipation. “Think you can handle it?” he asked, grinning. 

“Well I’m sure as hell not inviting anyone in to help,” she told him as she stripped off her clothes. “It’s all mine!” And with that, she went to work. Although Jenny had little experience when she and Cal had married, in this area, she was a natural. She always began by stroking his silky hardness. She made him feel as though she was truly handling something precious and amazing. 

When she took him in her mouth, she started slowly. She concentrated on the head as her tongue swirled about. Soon, it wasn’t only her tongue swirling—she moved around, coming at him from different angles, taking him in to a different depth. One minute, her hand grasped him firmly. The next, she was pulling away and tickling his balls. It kept him off-balance, never able to anticipate, and she loved having the control. 

His release was mind blowing, and he cried out Jenny’s name. Completely spent, he lay without moving as Jenny came to curl up by his side and waited for him to come back to himself. When he felt capable of movement, he pulled her tightly to him, lifting her to lie on top of him. 

“You’re the most incredible woman in the world. Do you realize that?” he asked. “Of course, I do,” she answered happily. “Nothing but the best for my husband!” Fifteen minutes later, Jenny sat up, straddling Cal. “Are you ready to go again?” “Damn, Jen, I can’t recover that fast. You’re going to kill me.” 

“That’s not a problem. You have life insurance, don’t you?” she asked sweetly.

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Author Bio

After spending thirty-six years in two careers I liked just fine, I’ve finally found my dream career as a writer. I’ve been happily married for thirty-six-years and my sweet husband has gotten used to the unique experience of living with a writer. He is very encouraging and an excellent editor when he’s pressed into service. 

 I’ve been intrigued by spanking stories since before I first saw Ricky spank Lucy. Stories of this nature were hard to come by before the Internet and the ones I found were a little harsh on discipline and very much lacking in love. So, I made up my own stories and enjoyed these in my head for years. I finally began writing them down. Although the lovely women in my stories are spanked often, the love between them and their men takes top priority.

 My Cassie’s Space series shows a mature couple who are deeply in love. Despite loving Cassie’s free-spirited ways, Tom is determined to keep her safe, even if it takes a trip over his knee. And with her friend Sue by her side and all they get into, a trip over his knee is very likely. My Cal’s Law series, is about a younger couple. Though they come from very different backgrounds, love and discipline draw them together. 

I love my husband, my kids, my cats, reading, writing and hearing from my readers.

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Twisted is on Sale!

Greetings, Fierce friends! I have an incredible surprise for you this week.

From Sept 22 through Sept 27th, Twisted is going to be on sale for 99c/p! If you have not grabbed this book yet, now is the chance to grab it while it is on sale. 🙂Twisted Cover

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book to whet your appetite even more!

“Sex between unmarried couples is illegal.” He trailed his lips up to her temple and spoke against her skin. “What we did in London, that would have us both arrested and locked up. The key thrown away.”

“It would?” What they’d done in London. Damn, she wanted more of that, now. But what was he saying? Was sex off the agenda? Had she come all this way for nothing?

“Luckily,” he went on, slipping his hand to her other breast. “We have more than one bedroom here, so we can stay under the premise of having separate rooms and all being perfectly decent.”

“And will we? Be perfectly decent, that is?”

“What do you think?”

“It wasn’t what I had in mind.”

“Me neither.” He released the top button of her blouse and slid his fingers beneath the material.

His flesh was warm on hers, his fingers big as they delved under the lace of her bra.

“Dimitri,” she gasped when he sought her nipple and tugged.

“Jenny. God, you’re so damn sexy.”

“But what about…? Should we go—?”

“It’s okay. I understand everything.”

“You do?”

“Yes.” He removed his fingers from her bra, tugged his hand from her blouse, and slid downward, to the waistband of her dark denims. “And I want you to trust me.”

She hesitated, then, “I do trust you.”

“Already?” A sliver of surprise edged into his tone.

“We’ve known each other for a while.”

“I suppose we have.” He released the top button on her jeans then drew down the zipper.

She trembled, curled her toes inside her shoes, and stared straight ahead at the view.

God, I love his hands on me.

“I need to touch you,” he said into her hair. “Feel you again.”

Oh and she loved this new side to him, this holding her tight and firm, taking what he wanted, being more dominant. “Yes. Touch me again.”

She gasped as he shoved at her denims, pushing them down to allow some give in the material. She wasn’t exposed, but he had access.

“Doing this” he said, his free hand coming up to her forehead and covering it. He forced her crown to the crook of his neck and held her there. “Would have us arrested.”

“Is it really so bad?” She widened her stance. Needing his fingers on her, in her. Getting arrested was the last thing on her mind.

“Tell me, does it feel bad? Criminally bad?”

“No.” She moaned as he maneuvered beneath the waistband of her panties. “Not at all.”

“So it feels good?”

“Yes. Oh, Dimitri, I wanted this again, with you…so much.”

“And…” he said softly.“Tell me…” He sought out her clit and rubbed the pads of his fingers over it. “Tell me what else you wanted from me that night in London.”

“Mmmm… I wanted to feel you let go, give in to your lust and just take me, wild and full of passion.”

There, she’d said it. Told him what she’d wanted. Put it on the table. He didn’t have to be a perfect gentleman in the bedroom, she didn’t need that. She needed a man to push her boundaries, help her learn about all the nuances in her desires and be comfortable enough with himself to give in to his animal urges.

Yes. Animal.

“A bit like the heat, you think you can handle my lust?” He slipped through her soft folds and circled her entrance. “Handle me if I go ahead and take what I want?”

“Oh, fuck…” She grasped his wrist, digging in her fingertips.

He chuckled. “Plenty of time for that. Right now you get this, and we’ll see how well you cope.”

He pushed into her, two fingers, thick and long.

She sagged against him, her pussy dampening and easing his way.

“Damn, you’re hot and tight,” he muttered. “Lucky bastard.”

She trembled and clenched around him. “What?”

“Er, I’m a lucky bastard. To have you.” He withdrew then pumped back in. Setting up a rhythm and hand-fucking her.

Her knees weakened, and she was glad he had her clamped to his body. She didn’t trust herself to stay standing. It felt so damn good to be at his mercy this way. They hadn’t even gotten upstairs. The bedroom wasn’t part of the equation, and here he was, driving her to a climax.

“You’re perfect, you know that?” he whispered, his voice a little hoarse, as though excitement was stealing some of his breath.

“More.”

“You want more?”

“Yes, oh yes…please.”

“Because you said please, you can have more.” His palm caught on her clitoris, stimulating it with each jab of his fingers.

“Oh God,” she gasped, locking her knees.

“You’re going to come soon,” he said, his lips on her hair once more. “And your pussy will grip my fingers, your arousal will slick over my palm. And out there”—he paused—“are people, going about their business in offices, houses, boats, and helicopters. People who if they had binoculars could see you right now.”

“Fuck.” She clamped her thighs together. What was he saying? That she could be arrested, thrown in jail?

“But none of that matters, my sweet Jenny, because you trust me, you trust my judgement that no one is watching, no harm will come to you if you surrender to my touch and take what you need.”

“Oh, I need… I need to…” She was wet now, wet and needy, the pressure growing fast in her clit. He was touching her just right, building her up so fast and in a way she’d hadn’t even dreamed a man could.

“That’s it, let it go, let everything go. I’ve got you,” he said.

“I’m going to…”

“Yes and while you do, know that I own you, you are mine. Mind, body, and soul, all fucking mine.” He clasped her closer, the length of his body firm on hers, a thick bulge pressing into the small of her back. “Come, let me feel you come.”

She was trapped, held hostage by him. Her head spun, her nerves were on fire. She may well have observers, with no faces and no names, out there in the distance, but she didn’t care. The only thing she cared about was Dimitri wringing this orgasm from her, pushing her into a spiral of bliss.

She held her breath, her ribcage swelling against his back. It was close, the pressure too big to contain.

The sound of his flesh rubbing on hers competed with the sound of her thudding pulse.

It was there. For a few sweeter than sweet seconds she was held in suspension, ecstasy ruling every sense, then she pounded into a wild orgasm. He didn’t let up, stayed with her, impaling her with his fingers.

“Dimitri!” she yelled, dragging her nails over his forearms. “Oh…please.”

“That’s it, let me own you,” he said into her ear. “All of you, and all of your pleasure.”

“Oh, don’t stop.”

He didn’t, fucking her with his fingers and dragging over her clit. She tried to raise her head, but he held it secure in the crook of his neck.

She was battling for breath, her throat tight, her legs weak.

“Ah, you’re so wet now, dripping for me and hugging my fingers. Sweet, sexy Jenny who has so many needs to be fulfilled.”

 

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Ready to be Tempted? #SatSpanks

This week on #SatSpanks, there is an excerpt from my brand new release, Tempted.

This is the first chapter in Dalton’s story, a hot torrid tale of chemistry, lust and secrets.  Be sure to #oneclick this book so you can read all the hot steamy action now!

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Arousal soared through his body as he lined up the crop for the next strike. Raising the implement, he landed a further two spanks to her reddening cheeks. Dalton’s hunch that Delilah might be receptive to the implement had been proven correct, but in his wildest dreams, he could never have foreseen this. She wasn’t just welcoming, she was wild. In all his years, Dalton had rarely seen a woman so turned on by the crop. Or maybe it wasn’t just the crop? Perhaps his little firecracker liked the pain, or the bondage, or her inability to take control like she usually did? He couldn’t be sure which factor inspired the greatest arousal, and yet the look of her plump, drenched lips told him it didn’t truly matter. Against all odds, Delilah was absolutely revelling in the treatment, and that was what counted.

“Oh, twenty-one and two! Sir.”

Dalton grinned. He hadn’t even had to prompt Delilah to respond this time. “Very good, firecracker,” he purred, swatting the other cheek twice. “You’re doing well at this.”

Delilah groaned, pushing her tempting cunt back as though she was searching for the next strike. “Thank you, sir. That was twenty-three and four.”

His heart raced at Delilah’s wanton display. She had always seemed like a sexual woman, but seeing her this way was sending Dalton into a hedonistic spin of his own. He desired Delilah more than he cared to admit—more than was logical. And as he gazed down at her panting form, the idea of just keeping her for himself seemed all too plausible.

But, Dalton couldn’t do that.

He didn’t just take women—that wasn’t him.

Abduction was so much more Connor’s style, and yet as he struck Delilah’s prone backside once more, nothing had ever seemed so alluring to Dalton before. He could do it. He could just keep her tied up and horny for him. Who cared about Delilah’s true motivations for coming to Diablo that night? Who cared if none of it made sense? And as she numbered the strike for him, he was suddenly overwhelmed with the possibility.

Maybe it was Dalton’s time to live a little?

His turn to do something irrational.

His chance to fall in love.

The notion filled his head, and he smiled as he continued to rain the crop down against Delilah’s breathtaking arse. Her thoughts were quiet now, no longer speaking of the pain, but consumed only with the burgeoning desire coursing through her veins, and Dalton agreed wholeheartedly. He landed strike after strike, pausing only to allow Delilah to name the swat, until, finally, there was only one more remaining.

“How many more, Delle?” There was really no need to demand the answer from her delightful lips, especially as she had only just informed him that the prior strike was number thirty-nine, yet still he asked, unable to contain the craving he felt to hear Delilah’s raspy little tone again.

“One more, sir,” she breathed and glancing over her shoulder at him, Delilah flashed him a wicked smile. “Thank you.”

Their gazes locked for a second before he landed the final strike. Dalton saw the hurt flicker through her eyes, but it was over almost before it started, her thoughts confirming what her body so ably demonstrated. She fucking loved the pain.

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Submitting to Two Doms by BJ Wane

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

 

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It was meant to be an affair…

After Kelsey is assaulted, her FBI foster parents plead with her to spend a few weeks with their friends in Montana while they investigate the incident. Since she would do anything for them, she grudgingly agrees, wondering how she will pass the time on a ranch in the middle of nowhere without going stir crazy. As soon as she catches sight of her two hosts, Greg and Devin, she figures: what better way to take her mind off her troubles than with an affair with one of them?

Ex-FBI agents Greg and Devin vowed never to get personally involved with another woman under their protection after their last case ended in tragedy. When their former boss asks for their help, the two best friends butt heads over how to answer him. But what with the insecurity reflected in Kelsey’s blue eyes, the desperation behind her flirtations, and discovering her submissive side, both men find themselves succumbing to the petite blonde.

While Kelsey basks in the dominant attention of both her cowboys, she continues to insist she can’t wait to get back to her life in Philadelphia. It isn’t until the threat against her is verified, the truth comes out about her past, and a few disturbing mishaps occur that Greg and Devin step into full protection mode, vowing to keep the woman they’d both grown to care for safe. And not until after the guys save her life, freeing her to return home, does Kelsey realize home really is where the heart is, and hers is in Montana with her two cowboys.

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

With a hard yank and no warning, Devin pulled her over his left thigh, lifting his right leg to pin her flailing legs down. Kelsey’s surprise cost her the hold on her blouse, the sides flying open again as she went down. Shackling her wrists together in his left hand, he held her arms pinned against her lower back as he flipped her skirt up and smacked her panty-covered, wriggling ass.

He didn’t tell her green meant continue and yellow pause as he didn’t consider those choices an option with this woman. It would either be continuing as he saw fit or stop altogether. “Let’s discuss why you were given orders to keep to socializing tonight.” He cracked his palm against her soft buttocks again, enjoying their jiggle. And her gasp. “Since we know little to nothing about you or your experience, it would have been irresponsible to turn you lose and allow you to fend for yourself.” Smack! “What if you had lied to one of the stricter Doms and he pushed you too far? Would you have been able to stop him before he traumatized you? I think not.” Smack!

“I’m sorry,” she choked, shifting her hips as he swatted her two more times before resting his hand on her warm butt. The thin panties offered little protection in hiding her quivering heat.

“That’s a start, but not good enough, baby.” With a quick shove, he lowered her panties to mid-thigh, his mouth watering at the sight of her small, pink-tinged, round buttocks, his hand itching to feel her bare flesh heating up even more. “You lied, and then set out to deliberately go against our wishes after we were nice enough to give in to your insistence to come out with us tonight.” Lifting his arm he delivered a volley of bare-assed spanks, each one a little harder. After five, he paused and caressed her burning backside, the sheen coating her pussy slit drawing his eyes and his frustration. Fuck, how could he continue to resist her if she was going to get aroused from the hot pain he was heaping upon her?

And then she whipped her tear-streaked, red face around and gazed at him with remorse shining in her damp eyes. “I…I never thought about that.” She hiccupped and his hardened resolve to remain aloof crumbled a little more. “You’re right.” With a nod, she turned her head back down and lifted her hips. “You shouldn’t stop yet, Sir. Please.”

Well, son-of-a-bitch. Now what?

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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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His for the Taking by Brandi Evans

Our stop on the Neverending Blog Tour this week is His for the Taking by Brandi Evans!! 

 

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I love managing Red Light Lingerie, a sexy boutique in Dallas. But by far my favorite job perk is my sexy British boss, Maxwell Penn.

Max is a Matthew McConaughey look-alike who’s equal parts dreamboat and domineering pain in the neck, and I regularly fluctuate between “I want to bed him” and “I want to strangle him.” But still, yum.

The paradigm of our relationship, however, changes irrevocably when a lingerie designer, a friend of Max’s from Britain, comes to town, and I have to stand in for a no-show lingerie model. Before I can say G-string, I find myself sandwiched between Max and his dark-n-sexy friend.

I’d be in total heaven if it weren’t for the guilt swirling in Max’s blue eyes. I have no idea why it’s there, but I’m bound and determined to find out.

Publisher’s Note: This sensual romance contains explicit scenes and elements of power exchange.

Here is a steamy excerpt from the book:

I yanked against my restraints. The material stretched with my movements, but my hands stayed firmly bound at the small of my back.

 

“See, Max? This is one sturdy piece of lingerie.”

 

My mind exploded with images of what they could do to me, completely helpless and practically naked. Should I worry? A smart woman probably would—but the look in Max’s eyes—

 

I’d never wanted him more than I did at that moment.

 

Garrett’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “Also, I designed the top so the two front halves can be pushed together to allow quick and easy access to the tits without having to untie any restraints already put in place. Would you like a demonstration of that, too?”

 

Max’s gaze stayed locked with mine, never veering, never faltering. “I’m thinking.”

 

I bit my bottom lip and shook my head. But who was I fooling? I’d wanted Max to touch me for a long time. I’d dreamed about it and gotten off while imagining him fucking me. But what about Garrett? I’d fantasized about being with multiple men, too, so I’d consider his presence icing on the beefcake.

 

Part of me wished Max and I were alone, but it was probably better we weren’t. Less intimate, which I needed. As it was, the intensity of his stare threatened to melt me into a puddle.

 

“Please touch me, Max,” I whispered, unable to stop myself. At least, I think I verbalized the words, but I may have simply mouthed them. “Please.”

 

Max’s eyes widened. His nostrils flared. And he hesitated a long, tortuous moment before stepping into me and yanking the garment’s outer edges into the valley between my breasts, completely exposing me—and then cupping the undersides of my breasts.

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Author Bio

Brandi Evans was raised by a caravan of traveling Gypsies. She spent her days learning the ways of her people and her nights lost in legends as old as time. Okay, not really, but that’s way more interesting than the truth!

 

In reality, Brandi grew up the oldest child of an ordinary family. Grade school, middle school, high school. Nothing extraordinary happened until she left the nest. She joined the military, went to college, got married, and became a mom. And somewhere along the way, she discovered she liked to read—and write!—stories hot enough to melt eReaders. 

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The Dark Necessities Trilogy is Complete!!

With the release of Forbidden, my Dark Necessities Prequel Trilogy is complete!!!

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Lily limits… in this week’s #SatSpanks

This week on #SatSpanks, there is an excerpt from my latest release, Forbidden. This is the final chapter in Ethan and Lily’s story and the final book in the Dark Necessitites Prequel trilogy.  Be sure to #oneclick this book today so you can read all the hot steamy action and find out how this exciting story comes to an end!!

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“Now, as to the matter of my tail light…”

Panic gripped her belly at Ethan’s sudden change of tact, her throat drying.

“Want to tell me about that?”

Lily panted as his question lingered in the air between them. “I was terrified,” she conceded, sucking her lip between her teeth in response to the bubble of energized arousal now simmering at her core. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know what else to do.”

Ethan smiled wryly. “You couldn’t just do as you were told, I suppose?” he proffered. “For once.”

She blew out a breath. “You said yourself that you overstepped the mark with the trunk, sir.”

“Maybe.” His gaze flitted to meet Lily’s for a moment. “Or maybe I just need to bind your ankles together and make sure you’re secured the next time, eh?”

There was a dark twinkle in his eyes as he glanced back to the road that sent a dark, delicious tingle of apprehension running down Lily’s spine.

“Ethan.”

There was that desperate, breathy tone again, the one he could conjure with just a few dark words and a glower.

His lips curled. “I know you hated it.” His voice was quiet now, but somehow, the sound still caused Lily’s nipples to harden. “But admit it; a part of you loved it, too, didn’t it? The peril, the powerlessness—it drives you fucking crazy.”

Lily gulped. “I didn’t love it,” she insisted. “That’s why I broke the light, sir. I was desperate.”

Ethan laughed, that ominous timbre Lily recognized all too well. “You always say you’re desperate,” he reminded her. “That you’re at your limit, that you can’t take anymore, when what you mean is you just need someone to push you over it. Make you take more, Make you love it.”

Her heart thundered at his words. Was he right? Was that would she needed?

“Someone?”

“Me,” he clarified. “You need me, little one.”

“But I can’t live that like,” she replied, though Lily’s voice was so weak that even she was unconvinced by the response. “Always on the edge. Always afraid. Always—”

“Aroused?” Ethan interjected, his eyebrow arching in that way that always sent her thoughts scattering.

“Right, sir,” she murmured, her gaze lowering. “I can’t function like that.”

“Says who?”

Ethan’s voice was still quiet, but there was an edge to his tone now, and it wasn’t lost on his wife.

“Sir?” Lily lifted her chin to look at him again. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, who says you can’t function like that?” Ethan repeated. “Who made the rules about how you should live—how weshould live?”

Lily tucked her hair behind her ear, her gaze shifting to the road ahead.

He had her there, because she didn’t really have an answer. Who did make those rules? Where had Lily’s expectations about what their marriage should mean derived from? Her own parents, perhaps, but then that couldn’t be right, could it? Lily had spent years pushing against their rules and vowing she’d never become her mother, spending her evenings ironing and knitting to the sounds of her father’s crackling radio.

“So, who then?” he pressed. “If not your parents, then who?”

She swallowed. “I don’t know, sir, and that’s the truth.”

Ethan’s hand reached for her, brushing over her fingers lightly. “And that’s the point,” he said evenly. “There are no rules, Lily. We can live however we like.”

Lily gazed down at the large palm so easily encasing her digits. “So long as we don’t break any laws?”

He snorted at that, the sound making Lily smile.

“So long as we don’t get caught,” he corrected her, throwing Lily a wink as he pulled into a service station.

“Right,” she mumbled. “My mistake, sir.”


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