Be careful of your tone…

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This #WIPItUp Wednesday, I am excited to bring you a sizzling little excerpt from my soon-to-be-released Regency spanking romance!

In this scene, Lydia speaks impertinently to her guardian, and soon lives to regret her insolent tone when she realises what the consequences will be…

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I regret my tone, and the words even as they leave my lips. They hang in the air of the carriage around us, encircling me as I hold my breath, awaiting Lord Markham’s response. I look to him, trying to read his face and decide if I have overstepped the unspoken line between us. It is a stony silence which meets me, and at once I know I have aggrieved him. “My Lord, I did not mean to offend you, I…”

He raises his right hand, showing me his palm, and the act halts me in an instant. I look back to his face, my wilfulness sliding into trepidation, and am greeted by the all-too familiar brow rising in front of me. “I do trust you, Lydia, yes,” he replies, smoothly. “Yet I am less convinced with that mouth of yours.”

I blanch, rueful to have displeased him, and uncertain about what it may now mean. “I apologise,” I say. “I meant only to express my frustration about the secrecy of this special occasion.”

“I know,” he replies quickly. “I understand that. But you will learn to still your tongue and control your tone when you speak to me.” His voice is low and steely, making me uneasy. “I thought I had only recently delivered a lesson in respect, and yet now I find it may need teaching again.”

The knot of excited anxiety in me twists, knowing full well what he means, and yet refusing to acknowledge it. “There is nothing further to learn, My Lord,” I say hopefully. “I meant no offence by it!”

“And yet offence was taken?” he replies, staring at me severely.

“For that I am sorry,” I reply, in a little more than a whimper.

He nods, a small smile forming on those lips. “I suspect you will be,” he answers. “Once you have been taken over my knee again.”

My heart is raging inside of me, and threatens to push up into my throat. “My Lord!” I gasp, “you cannot mean to do so here, in the carriage? What if we are seen? What if the driver, or the footman hears us?”

The smile on his face grows. “Then I daresay that you, My Lady, will be rather embarrassed?”

My breath is coming in short bursts now, and I am close to panting again. “But, Thomas – what will people think?” I look to the carriage door anxiously, as though escape is even an option available to me.

“Most likely my dear, they will think you are a naughty young woman in need of correction from her guardian, and they would be right, wouldn’t they?”

I meet his eye, my no doubt panic-stricken expression aligning with his cool composure. He cannot mean to spank me here, I maintain, although his body language already tells me that I am quite wrong on this assumption.

“Come now,” he says smoothly. “Come over my knee and take your punishment. You must learn to speak to me with respect.”

“P- please, Thomas,” I stutter. “Do not do this – not here!”

He glares at me, clearly unimpressed by my hesitation. “I will add another five swats for every minute you keep me waiting.”

I start, moving from my seat, and yet unsure where I should now go. Energy courses around my body, making me feel giddy and panicked all at once.

“Lydia,” Thomas’ voice is calm and warming. “Now, please.”

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ARC readers wanted!

Hot Regency Spanking Romance.

Something has been done which cannot be undone. I have entered the darkness of a world from which I cannot – and do not want to – retreat from…

You are sure to be aware that the release of my new Regency spanking romance is imminent – the final edits are being checked over with my lovely editor now, and work on the cover will soon be underway!

This book is very dear to me. Not only has it allowed me to continue to write historical erotic romance (after the success of The Viking’s Conquest!) But it has permitted me to pen one of the most sensual and tantalising stories I have ever written, with my trade-mark kink and spanking thrown in for good measure of course!

With this in mind, my thoughts turn to my lovely readers… Would any of you like to read an Advanced Copy, in exchange for an honest review at Amazon/Barnes & Noble, (and Goodreads if you use it?) If the book sounds like it could be your cup of tea, please drop me a line at felicitybrandonerotica@hotmail.com or comment here.

Wishing you all a truly #sinfulSunday!


He draws his body closer to me, the length of his taut thighs brushing the edge of my body. “By God, I want to devour you, Lydia Franklin. I want to redden your backside, and take you to the precipice of ecstasy.” His lips stray towards my face, now surely just an inch from me. “I know I should not, and how it torments me!


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Who needs a spanking?

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This Saturday I am excited to bring you a new teaser from my forthcoming hot Regency spanking romance. Lydia is initially unaware of her desire to be challenged, and taken over Lord Markham’s knee. It it doesn’t take her long however, to relish his discipline and control…

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My spanking continues over His Lordship’s knee. Any urge I had to resist, as weak as it may have been, is now extinguished. I hang over his body limply, my arms and hands resting against the rug next to my head. A new strike lands against my sweet spot, and with each I am moved just a fraction against the hardness of his body.

“Oh Lydia, how you need this!” His voice purrs from behind me, and I am inclined to agree with the sentiment, although I find no words are willing to form to do the job.

His hand connects again – four hard swats which are perfectly positioned to further fuel the rising fire within me. “Yes, Lydia. You need this, and so do I. You need to be spanked, and I do so desire to spank you.”

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Favourite Historical Fiction!

I am excited to share the news that The Viking’s Conquest has been voted the Favourite Historical Fiction in the recent Have You Heard? awards! I also placed third in the Favourite Historical Author category!

A HUGE thank you to everyone who has taken the time to read, vote for, and support this book, which was also the runner up in the most recent Spanking Romance Review awards!

The Viking’s Conquest has been provoking readers since its release last October, and whilst some of its themes are dark, it’s great to know the book has been so well-received.

Now I look forward to releasing my new Regency spanking romance, and hearing what you all think of my latest work…

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Ready for a riveting Regency read?

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This hump day, I am thrilled to be able to join the #WIPitupWednesday blog hop, and bring you a sensual little excerpt from my forthcoming hot new spanking romance. The book – which is back with my publisher now after its final edits – is proving to be one of my personal favourites. Check out this section of the WIP, and see if you can see why…

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Swallowing hard, I look to him. “Are you cross with me for not confessing straight away?” I ask, timidly.

He eyes me intently, that delicious gaze searing into my flesh. “Of course,” he says, his voice strong. “I should very much like to punish you for your ill-intent, but I give you credit for being honest with me before I had call to press you on the matter.”

“Punish me?” I repeat, the rest of his words rather lost on me.

He smiles, as he pulls the strands of hair away from my eyes. “Mmmm,” he says. “Take you over my knee, bare your delicious behind, and spank you until you are desperate for me .”

My lips part, and I hear a small gasp escape them. “Thomas…” My throat tightens, as though the words cannot  make their way from me. “I think I am already desperate.”

His right hand skims its way up my body, reaching my hairline and drawing my head backwards. “Desperate?” His voice is low and seductive. “What are you desperate for, My Lady?”

I blink at him, feeling my legs tremble. “You,” I whisper. “My Lord, I do not know what you have done to me, but ever since we met, I have been captured.”

He presses his lips against the nape of my neck, allowing them to caress the sensitive skin there. “Oh Lydia,” he groans from my left shoulder. “We are both captured, my love.”

My eyes fly to his face. Have I really just heard him correctly, did he just refer to me as his love? My thoughts are sent reeling by the new trail of kisses which he plants along my neckline, until his lips reach my own jaw, and finally my mouth. Those lips are hot as they brush over mine, the scent of the liquor on his breath, along with the sensations of his mouth, making me feel giddy.

“What do we do, Thomas?” I ask, our eyes connecting once again as he towers over me.

“I can take you over my knee right this moment, Lydia,” he replies, “if it will lessen the desperation?”

I smile, although the thought of his suggestion sends a tingling sensation racing through me, pooling desire at my centre. I draw my hand up into his dark, thick hair, drinking him in.

“I see you find the idea agreeable?” he chuckles, nuzzling me.

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Once Upon A… by Charlotte Hart.

If you enjoy your erotic romance dark, then you’ll love my feature today…

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Once Upon A

Stained Duet #1

Charlotte E Hart

Synopsis

Alana Williams is three published authors. She has been for years, but now she wants to add another voice to her whirlwind of deadlines and unachievable targets. Trouble is, she knows nothing of her latest literary undertaking – KINK.

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It began as research. Just research. The technical approach. One that delivers the content necessary for a hidden culture to seem plausible, even if it’s not. Readers expect perfection from me. They want the experience. They need to be taken on a journey. That’s my job as a writer.

Blaine Jacobs is his name. He’s my research. A man who seems as logical and focused as me. A man who agrees to help. A man who, regardless of his stature in the community, seems to offer a sense of realism to this strange section of society. And even if he does occasionally interrupt my data with dark brooding eyes and a questionably filthy mouth, what does it matter? It’s just research, isn’t it? It’s not real. None of this is. Nothing will come of it or change my mind.

So why am I confused?

I’m becoming lost.

Falling apart.

And Blaine Jacobs, no matter how calm he might have seemed at first, now appears to linger on the edges of sanity, pushing my boundaries with every whispered word.

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About The Author

Charlotte is an erotic romance author and poet living in the heart of the Shropshire countryside in Great Britain. She’s lived all across the United Kingdom due to her previous employment as an Event manager but finally settled in a small town that still reeks of old school England. She graduated from college with a degree in Business and her Horse Riding Instructors Qualification which eventually led her into the very bizarre world of outdoor pursuits’ event management where she trained to instruct all sorts of equipment. Some of which included crossbows, shotguns, quad bikes, 4×4 driving and archery, she’s not entirely sure how any of it happened but knows that she adored every minute.

When not writing she enjoys socialising with close friends and travelling to all the major cities across the globe, travel has always been a constant companion to reading throughout her life and only increases her thirst for stimulation.

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Sharing Backstage by Paige Parsons!

This hump day, I am pleased to bring you a hot new release Sharing Backstage, by Paige Parsons!

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What happens when the girl who runs from everything finally decides to stay put?
Harper Harrison is an accomplished, independent, and vibrant young woman. As a freelance production stage manager, she’s no stranger to being in charge. She knows how to get the impossible done, even if she has to take a few shortcuts for the sake of theatre magic. She has one fatal flaw, though. When things get complicated, uncomfortable, or she even thinks they might go wrong, especially in her personal life, she bolts.
Lucas Mason is a fellow freelancer, and when they work the same show, sparks fly. They share a love of the stage and high stakes sex. They’ve christened nearly every location backstage unashamedly, but Harper wants more. Lucas makes every effort to keep her at arm’s length. He blames it on their crazy schedules, but Harper believes something more is going on.
They reconnect after an extended break and Harper is shocked to find out that Lucas is now her boss. He has a dominant streak that he isn’t afraid to display, and she isn’t a fan. Answering to Lucas takes more than a little getting used to, and after a trip or two over his knee, she decides that maybe a relationship with him is more than she bargained for, after all.
Harper leaves town to chase her Broadway dream and to take comfort in the familiarity of her ex-boyfriend. New York isn’t home, though, and Harper has to face the truth of her situation. The easy going man she’s with isn’t the one she wants or needs. Lucas is three thousand miles away, and he has no intention of chasing her.
To have the life she wants, Harper will need to face all of her demons, confess her transgressions, and accept her punishment. It’s the only way they’ll ever find themselves sharing backstage again.
Publisher’s Note: This work contains depictions of adult sexual activity and adult domestic discipline. If you would rather not be exposed to such topics, please don’t read this book.

If you need to know more, here’s a yummy spanking excerpt to whet your appetites…

“Hopefully the memory of this spanking will better help you control your impulses and reflexes.”
“¡Ay! Tómalo con calma. Sí, papi!”
She wasn’t even close to tears, but these spanks packed a lot more power than what she’d been getting in passing. There was no doubt he meant business. It wasn’t that she didn’t take him seriously before, but now it felt like he was drawing his own hard line. Focused in on the searing happening on her backside, Harper became acutely aware of the sound. Lucas had stopped lecturing, and now the only audio vibrating off the walls were her cries and the sound of flesh on flesh impact. Her subconscious was having its own internal dialogue now.
It was just an impulse, right? She didn’t have some sort of impaired psyche that really wanted to feel what a serious punishment would be like, did she?
Lucas tapped her hip so she would lift a little for him to get her pyjama bottoms and panties down. The girl hardly kept clothes on in the house and only ever slept in tank tops and panties, but he guessed self-preservation had kicked in and motivated her to slip on his old University of Arizona flannel bottoms. If he weren’t about to redden her backside, for scaring a year off his life, he’d have appreciated the look more. She had to wear them cuffed at the top and bottom to get around in them, but she loved them and looked adorable on the rare cold Arizona night.
Harper reached back in a futile attempt at impeding his clothing removal process. That sting was pretty powerful through her clothes, and she didn’t want to gain any knowledge of how painful it might be without them.
“I promise I will start from scratch, Harper if you don’t get those hands back in front of you.”

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Happy hump day,

Hugs,

Felicity Brandon