A spanking good time in this week’s #SatSpanks

For this week’s #SatSpanks, I am bringing to you a sexy spanking scene from my new release, Flawed! This book will be out on May 7th! Pre-order here today!

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He lifted his hand, bringing it crashing back down over her covered behind, and he watched with satisfaction as her lips parted.

Holy fuck.

“Why are you being spanked, Lily?” he asked her as he delivered another three swats in fast succession.

She gasped, her eyes blinking wildly as she replied. “You… you want me to answer?”

Ethan chuckled lightly. She was so fucking adorable. “Yes, beautiful Lily,” he told her. “I want you to bloom for me, to come alive under the weight of my palm. And for that, you must answer.”

He heard the gasp of air Lily pulled in between her teeth. “I wanted it,” she responded, and Ethan could hear the trace of irony and disbelief in her tone at the admission. “I wanted you to spank me.”

Lily was right. She had wanted this, and as he spanked her over and over, he wondered whether or not she was regretting that choice now. He hoped not, and as he glanced down at her face he couldn’t see any fear in her eyes. There was some shock, and perhaps even concern, but not fear.

And Ethan knew what fear looked like better than most.

There was definitely no terror in his little flower, but there was the genesis of something else—the dark promise of her dilating pupils and her splaying knees beneath her virginal gown. There was the tantalizing prospect of her arousal.

“That’s right,” he crooned from over her bent body. “You did want it, little Lily, and I believe you need it, too. I think you’re the kind of woman who would benefit from a spanking most days.”

His right palm connected with the sitting spot of one and then the other pert cheek of Lily’s behind. “What do you think, young lady?”

Her lips parted again at his query, and he could see just by looking on her face how much she both loved and hated being labelled that way. No doubt she found the name denigrating in some way, but that was alright. Ethan could tell how much her body wanted to be treated that way—her desire to yield and her fast, panting breaths were evidence enough of that—but he also knew something else, something Lily didn’t know yet. Ethan wanted to denigrate her. He wanted to push her right down into the depths, if for no other reason, so that he could be the one to make her soar again.

“Yes,” she rasped, gyrating her body over his lap although he had never commanded her hips to move. It was hypnotizing to witness. “Yes, I do.”

“I know you do, beautiful,” he confirmed as he rained down a fresh torrent of smacks on her upturned bottom. “But you don’t have to worry. I’m here now, and I can help you scratch that little itch.”

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A special surprise in this #SatSpanks!

In this #SatSpanks edition, I’m thrilled to share an excerpt of my new book, Flawed. This is a prequel to the hugely successful, Taken, Tamed and Entwined, so get ready for more Dark Necessities. 🙂 It’s with my editor right now—and I can’t wait to get it out there to your kindles! Read the sexy snippet, then add it to your TBR now…

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He lifted his hand, bringing it crashing back down over her covered behind, and he watched with satisfaction as her lips parted.

Holy fuck.

“Why are you being spanked, Lily?” he asked her as he delivered another three swats in fast succession.

She gasped, her eyes blinking wildly as she replied. “You… you want me to answer?”

Ethan chuckled lightly. She was so fucking adorable. “Yes beautiful Lily,” he told her. “I want you to bloom for me; to come alive under the weight of my palm. And for that, you must answer.”

He heard the gasp of air Lily pulled in between her teeth. “I wanted it,” she responded, and Ethan could hear the trace of irony and disbelief in her tone at the admission. “I wanted to you to spank me.”

Lily was right. She had wanted this, and as he spanked her over and over, he wondered whether or not she was regretting that choice now. He hoped not, and as he glanced down at her face he couldn’t see any fear in her eyes. There was some shock, and perhaps even concern, but not fear.

And Ethan knew what fear looked like better than most.

There was definitely no terror in his little flower, but there was the genesis of something else—the dark promise of her dilating pupils and her splaying knees beneath her virginal dress. There was the tantalizing prospect of her arousal.

“That’s right,” he crooned from over her bent body. “You did want it, little Lily, and I believe you need it, too. I think you’re the kind of woman who would benefit from a spanking most days.”

His right palm connected with the sitting spot of one and then the other pert cheek of Lily’s behind. “What do you think, young lady?”

Her lips parted again at his query, and he could see just by looking on her face how much she both loved and hated being labelled that way. No doubt she found the name denigrating in some way, but that was alright. Ethan could tell how much her body wanted to be treated that way—her desire to yield and her fast, panting breaths were evidence enough of that—but he also knew something else; something Lily didn’t know yet. Ethan wanted to denigrate her. He wanted to push her right down into the depths, if for no other reason, so that he could be the one to make her soar again.

“Yes,” she rasped, gyrating her body over his lap although he had never commanded her hips to move. It was hypnotizing to witness. “Yes, I do.”

“I know you do, beautiful,” he confirmed as he rained down a fresh torrent of smacks to her upturned bottom. “But you don’t have to worry. I’m here now, and I can help you scratch that little itch.”


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Goldie makes a discovery in this weeks #SatSpanks

In this weeks #SatSpanks edition, Goldie wrestles with the idea maybe she actually wants to be spanked!?

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“You don’t have to be alone,” I begin, raising my hand slowly to stroke the soft strands of fair hair from her face. I pause, absorbing its rich honey tones, and wondering at how beautiful she is.

“What will you do to me?” she asks, her eyes loaded with sin, as though she is at this moment considering all of the debauch options.

“What would you like me to do?” I reply, deliberately throwing her one of my most devastating glances.

Her lips part at my question, and I swear I can hear the pounding of her heart. “I don’t think I’ve ever been with someone so…” She pauses, eyeing me up and down again before she continues. “Big before?”

This time I have no choice, and I laugh gently at the thought. “Do you think you can handle me?” I say, deliberately wishing to provoke her.

Her right eyebrow raises for the briefest second, and I know she has taken my bait. “Of course, I can handle you,” she says flatly.

“So then,” I answer her with a chuckle. “You have nothing to be worried about.”

“Hmmm,” she replies, “not unless you…” Her voice dries midsentence, and something about the resonance makes my cock throb painfully at my waistband.

“Not unless what?” I murmur, pressing myself against her sweet body.

An unconscious groan leaves her lips as she feels, apparently for the first time, just how keen I am to keep her company on this stormy night. “Logan,” she breathes, her gaze coming to rest upon my own once again.

“Not unless what, Goldie?” I repeat, allowing my exasperation to show just a little in my voice.

She stills, acknowledging the tone. “Not unless you spank me again,” she whispers, her dilating pupils evident even in this light.

I watch her with interest. What an intriguing young thing you are, I think. The one thing that you protested so vehemently, now appears to be the one thing on your mind…

“If you behave, then you won’t need to be spanked again,” I say, maintaining eye contact with her as I speak.

Her cheeks flush, although I can’t tell if it’s with arousal or an evocative blend of her excitement laced with the obvious fear she feels. She swallows, evidently trying to play it cool. “But what if I want to be spanked again?”

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See Lilly’s first time in this #SatSpanks

Take a peek at this little something I am working on. Right now, it’s a surprise, but I can confirm this will be another Dark Necessities novel, and I am having a whole load of fun with these characters! See what happens when Ethan helps Lilly experience her first time in this #SatSpanks.

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Without waiting for a response, Ethan’s attention shifted, and he used his right hand to yank her white skirt up until the fabric pooled at her delicious hips. He was afforded the most scintillating view he’d had in waking hours, with Lilly’s long pale legs kneeling over him, topped by the most adorable set of white, cotton knickers. His cock roused again at the sight of her. Shit, the things he wanted to do this woman, and for a second, Ethan had to pause and catch his breath.

“Now, just relax down over me, little Lilly.” He used the same hand to press down gently on her lower back, helping to persuade the woman into position. Once she there, Lilly seemed to relax just a little, her face pressing into the leather, and her arms flung out in front of her.

Instinctively, Ethan wanted to command Lilly to shift her face and look in his direction, but he didn’t. Not yet. Let her have her privacy for now if it helped. This was all new for Lilly, and Ethan could only imagine at how she was processing all the associated emotional responses. Of course, he could have closed his eyes and reached into her mind to find out precisely how she was dealing with them, but once again, Ethan chose not to. He wanted to enjoy the spanking without the interruptions of Lilly’s thoughts.
His left hand rose to Lilly’s upper back, and he rested it between her shoulder blades. There was no force in the act, but he hoped it would be enough to send the message he wanted to convey. Lilly didn’t get to move now. Lilly got to stay in place and take what was coming to her.

Taking a deep breath, Ethan steeled himself. This was it. The moment he’d dreamed about for fuck knows how many months. The moment he finally got to spank her, and now he just had to make it count. He raised his hand and brought his large palm crashing back down on top of her cotton under wear. As his skin connected with the material, Ethan’s arousal soared, the sound of the impact doing nothing to quell his fervor. There was something so God damn kinky about those knickers–they were so pure and innocent—so totally Lilly, and yet utterly in contrast to him, and the things he had in mind. Ethan had spanked women in various states of undress over the years, but never in his life had he taken a woman over his knee in such virginal panties.

But then, Lilly was a virgin, he reminded himself. He’d do well to remember that fact.


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Molly makes a dirty admission in this #SatSpanks

Take a peek at Connor and Molly in this #SatSpanks  and then rush over to Amazon and #OneClick Entwined, the conclusion of The Dark Necessities.

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Connor swatted her again, pausing to admire the way the impact passed over her cheeks. “Do you need this spanking, kitten?” he demanded, noticing his voice had fallen to little more than a growl.

He didn’t know why he asked, having already determined for himself that the answer was yes, but somehow, there was always something so bloody satisfying about hearing it from Molly’s lips.

“Yes, Master,” she breathed as he landed a fourth strike, followed by another three in fast succession. “Yes, I need it.”

“Yes. You. Do.” Connor agreed, accentuating each word with a new swat. “Just think about how many months you’ve gone without my discipline.”

Connor landed another hard spank, conscious of his cock throbbing gloriously at the groan that left his kitten’s lips. “How many spankings have you needed?” he asked her. “How many have you missed?”

“Too many, Master,” she panted as he continued, spanking her gorgeous backside time and time again as if to reinforce the point.

“Yes, too many,” he agreed. “I know you, kitten, and naughty little pets like you need regular spankings to keep them in their place.”

He paused, watching as her hips rose of their own accord. It was as though Molly’s body was actually looking for his palm. “Don’t they?” he demanded.

“Yes!” She was almost screeching now, though Connor didn’t think he’d been very hard on her so far. Allowing his gaze to drink in the length of her body, he concluded with a wry smile that his pet’s desperation was more to do with her burgeoning arousal, than her pain threshold. He knew from experience that she was well-equipped to deal with a lot of pain. “Yes, Master. They do. I do!”

“Yes,” he agreed again, and as he spoke, Connor shifted his palm and aimed his next strike directly at her pussy.

Molly yelped at the new strike, but the sound morphed quickly into something of a moan.

“You like that, kitten,” he mused mockingly. “Don’t you?”

Her wide-kneed stance made it easy to access her wet seam, and even the swat he’d just delivered hadn’t made her legs close.

“Yes, Master,” she admitted, her voice a strangled sound which conveyed her very obvious misery on the subject.

“Tell me, then,” he commanded as he smacked the area again. “Tell your Master what you like, you naughty little pet.”

Molly moaned at the instruction, her hips grinding against his legs as he gave the order. Her body language was more than clear; Molly wanted more. Much, much more.

“I like it when you spank my pussy, Master,” she panted, pushing her face into the fabric of the cushion as she made the concession.

Connor smiled to himself. That wasn’t a bad first effort, but she’d have to do much better than that if she wanted her pleasure.


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Molly finds herself wanting more in this #SatSpanks

The exciting conclusion of The Dark Necessities is coming and I am excited to bring you this #SatSpanks with an excerpt from Entwined. Take a peek and then preorder Entwined on Amazon!

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Connor swatted her again, pausing to admire the way the impact passed over her cheeks. “Do you need this spanking, kitten?” he demanded, noticing his voice had fallen to little more than a growl. He didn’t know why he asked, having already determined for himself that the answer was yes, but somehow, there was always something so bloody satisfying about hearing it from Molly’s lips.

“Yes, Master,” she breathed as he landed a fourth strike, followed by another three in fast succession. “Yes, I need it.”

“Yes. You. Do.” Connor agreed, accentuating each word with a new swat. “Just think about how many months you’ve gone without my discipline.” Connor landed another hard spank, conscious of his cock throbbing gloriously at the groan that left his kitten’s lips. “How many spankings have you needed?” he asked her. “How many have you missed?”

“Too many, Master,” she panted as he continued, spanking her gorgeous backside time and time again as if to reinforce the point.

“Yes, too many,” he agreed. “I know you, kitten, and naughty little pets like you need regular spankings to keep them in their place.” He paused, watching as her hips rose of their own accord. It was as though Molly’s body was actually looking for his palm. “Don’t they?” he demanded.

“Yes!” She was almost screeching now, though Connor didn’t think he’d been very hard on her so far. Allowing his gaze to drink in the length of her body, he concluded with a wry smile that his pet’s desperation was more to do with her burgeoning arousal, than her pain threshold. He knew from experience that she was well-equipped to deal with a lot of pain.

“Yes, Master. They do. I do!”

“Yes,” he agreed again, and as he spoke, Connor shifted his palm and aimed his next strike directly at her pussy. Molly yelped at the new strike, but the sound morphed quickly into something of a moan. “You like that, kitten,” he mused mockingly. “Don’t you?” Her wide-kneed stance made it easy to access her wet seam, and even the swat he’d just delivered hadn’t made her legs close.

“Yes, Master,” she admitted, her voice a strangled sound which conveyed her very obvious misery on the subject. “Tell me, then,” he commanded as he smacked the area again. “Tell your Master what you like, you naughty little pet.”

Molly moaned at the instruction, her hips grinding against his legs as he gave the order. Her body language was more than clear; Molly wanted more. Much, more more.


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Delia learns there are rewards too in this #SatSpanks excerpt

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She collapsed from Medlock’s lap, crawling towards Turner instinctively. Cardinal Turner met the crying women with open arms, scooping her up against his body, and holding her there. Solace. That was what she needed now, and that was all he offered. For the longest time there was silence, save for the throaty sobs which escaped Delia’s mouth from time to time, but after a while, even those began to calm.

Medlock and Brogan roused, shifting from their places and taking up new locations as they waited to see what would happen. How would Delia be feeling when her head cleared? Would she be receptive to the new ideas the three of them had in mind now that her daily penance had been observed? But they knew better than to force things. Serving God had taught them patience, and they waited for the little lamb to stir.

After a while, her face lifted from its place against Turner’s vestments, the scarlet of his robes wet from her tears. She blinked down at the wet patch she’d created, blushing lightly in acknowledgement.

“I’m sorry, Cardinal.” Her words were little more than a murmur.

“No more apologies today,” he told her softly. As he spoke, his right arm shifted from its place around her and meandered to her hot, tear-stained face. Turner brushed away the dark hair sticking to the side of her face, the soft caress capturing her attention immediately.

“Your absolution is close, Delia. Just a few more days and we feel sure you’ll have earned God’s forgiveness.” Her brows knitted at his words, and the hand at her face travelled lightly to her right cheek, Turner’s thumb stroking the flesh there tenderly.

“A few more days?” she croaked. “But, Cardinal, I don’t know how much more I can bear.” Delia’s hand slipped reflexively to her punished backside as if to reinforce the point.

“I know,” Turner replied. “You will be sore, but that is the point. A punishment which does not sting will not change your future behaviour. But you have done so well already. We know that you will bear it, Delia, and then your sins will be cast aside.” She sighed, the sound loud in the silence of the room.

“I hadn’t expected this to be so…” she hesitated, searching for the right word. “Tough.” Turner smiled.

“Nothing good comes without effort, little lady.” He drew her face closer towards him, and to his relief, she didn’t offer any resistance as his large fingers guided her forward. “There shouldn’t only be effort though.” Turner’s words were a low, sensual whisper, vibrating over her body. Delia’s eyes widened, and despite her obvious discomfort, she shifted on his lap.

“No?” she asked, biting her lower lip. “What else should there be, Cardinal?” Turner’s loins stirred at her question, and he noticed how large her pupils had become. If he didn’t know better, he’d have sworn the little lamb was open to his advances.

“Reward,” he told her. “A reward for all your efforts. God is merciful, remember?”


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