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Saturday Spankings #120 – Aaron couldn’t hold back any longer… #SatSpanks

Saturday Spankings-467x200Hi everyone,

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, which is where authors post eight-ish sentences of a spanking on their blogs.

I’m continuing with Doctor’s Orders this week. I hope you enjoy it!

Doctor's Orders“You’d be amazed what more… erotic uses one can find for one of these babies. And wait until you find out what I’ve got in my pockets.”

Aaron couldn’t hold back any longer—he squirmed, bouncing his weight from one foot to the other and clenching his fists at his sides. Like earlier, he wanted to rearrange himself in the crotch department, but given he no longer had a table to hide what he was doing, he refrained. Blake would never stand for that. So Aaron contented himself with a little more fidgeting, hoping the movement would at least release a little of the pressure in his groin. Christ, and this was before he even knew what Blake had in his pockets. What would happen when he actually produced the item or items?

I hope you enjoyed that snippet! You can buy the book here. And then see the below list to hop to the other authors taking part…

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Saturday Spankings #119 – “I suppose we’ve been too busy…” #SatSpanks

Saturday Spankings-467x200Hi everyone,

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, which is where authors post eight-ish sentences of a spanking on their blogs.

I’m continuing with Doctor’s Orders this week. I hope you enjoy it!

Doctor's Orders“I couldn’t help but notice just how favourably you reacted when I dragged you into that cupboard the other day at the hospital. I mean, you always react favourably, but you seemed particularly enthusiastic about getting your cock sucked by a doctor in uniform. I hadn’t given much thought to the uniform aspect at the time, as I was just trying to give you a birthday surprise I knew you’d enjoy. But after some consideration, I figured it couldn’t hurt to bring out the medical play element again. In fact, I’m amazed that after all these years, one of us hasn’t thought about it before. I suppose we’ve been too busy with… other things, haven’t we?”

His smile wide, Blake lifted one end of his stethoscope pointedly, then dropped it again.

I hope you enjoyed that snippet! You can buy the book here. And then see the below list to hop to the other authors taking part…

Wednesday on Thursday: Coffee, Words and Sex by Kay Jaybee (@kay_jaybee)

I have never made a secret of my love of coffee. I can’t function without a generous cup of Americano- black and hot- first thing in the morning. There is certainly no way I could get my words down without its magic imagination enhancing qualities. Caffeine is my addiction of choice…

…apart from words. You could easily make a case for claiming that I am equally addicted to words and writing. I am fascinated by words. How they can about, the way we use them, and the power they have. They are, without doubt, the most powerful weapons on earth. Used thoughtlessly, they can cause great hurt and harm; break hearts, minds and start wars. Used well, and the results can be beyond rewarding.

The inspiration behind my new novella, Wednesday on Thursday, came from my belief in the power of words. What would happen, I wondered, if someone became obsessed with how individuals react to certain words when used in certain situations? Certain erotic situations.

I extended this thought a little by asking myself what might happen if that fascination with behaviour reactions to words was observed through a serious of experiments conducted via crossword puzzles and quizzes.

At this point you may be worrying about how much thinking I do- or you may want to read the blurb.

 

Wednesday on ThursdayBlurb

There are rumours that the coffee guy has “a thing” about words.

Shrugging off her friend’s concern about the way the man in the cafe stares at her every lunch hour, Wednesday can’t see how his love of words could possibly be hazardous.

The fact is, Wednesday rather enjoys being the centre of an attractive man’s undivided attention. His dark blue eyes alone have provided her with many delicious erotic fantasies, a welcome distraction from the pressures of the real world and a dull job.

It’s totally harmless…

…until there’s an accident with a cup of coffee.

After soaking Wednesday with a hot latte, the coffee guy’s attention suddenly becomes far more enticing—and dangerous.

Drawn into a bizarre world of human behavioural research, where crosswords are used to initiate sexual experiments, Wednesday finds herself driven, not by a desire to further scientific research, but by the need to be rewarded for her hard work by the coffee guy’s captivating research assistant.

A stunning redhead by the name of Thursday…

 

This novella, as the blurb reveals, is a work that combines everything I love. Coffee, cafes (I write all my stories in my local cafe) and words- not to mention sex. Quite partial to that as well – and if pushed, I rather like redheads…

Here is a little taster from Wednesday on Thursday to whet the appetite.

Chapter One

His hands moved so fast that Wednesday didn’t register what was happening until her top was by her ankles. A large palm came to her neck. She was pinned to the spot, and her bra was tugged down until it lodged beneath her breasts. Then a pair of masculine lips greeted her right nipple.

A delicious wave of climactic shock spun her head with images of what the man with the dark blue eyes might do once he tired of feasting on her chest. Of what it would be like to experience his agile tongue lapping at her pussy, over her butt, around her…

‘Wednesday!’

Snapping out of her recurring fantasy, Wednesday Taylor blushed. ‘Sorry, Carol. I was thinking.’

‘Again?’ Carol smiled. ‘Come on, who is it that’s captured your imagination and lured it away from the paradise of data input? Every time I look at you you’re miles away.’

‘No one. I was planning a holiday.’

‘If you expect me to believe that, then you must think me blind as well as stupid.’ Perching on the edge of Wednesday’s desk, Carol shoved a pile of papers to one side. ‘It’s that guy from the café, isn’t it?’

‘Which guy?’ Wednesday deliberately kept her eyes on her screen.

‘Come off it, Nez. The one who can’t take his eyes off you. Until you take a quick look at him, that is. Then he studies his espresso cup with an expression that suggests he’s trying to work out its molecular structure.’

‘The man to whom you are referring sits in a corner.’ Wednesday flapped away the suggestion with a wave of her hand. ‘He is automatically observing everyone because his seat oversees the entire cafe. I really was contemplating the advantages of Portugal over Spain.’

Carol rolled her eyes and sighed. ‘If you say so, but be careful.’

‘Use a high factor sun screen on the beach, you mean?’

Getting to her feet, Carol seemed to give up on her pursuit of gossip. ‘Seriously, there are rumours about that bloke. He makes me uneasy.’

Winking playfully, Wednesday said, ‘Rumours? Do tell.’

‘I’m serious! Apparently he has this “thing” for words.’

Putting inverted commas around the word “thing” with her hands as she replied, Wednesday laughed. ‘A “thing” for words. Now that is scary. If you’d said he had a “thing” for sharp blades, I’d have been worried.’

‘I’m serious. It’s weird. He doesn’t just watch the women that appeal to him; he sort of visually dissects them. It’s like he’s hunting for something. Or someone.’

Waiting until Carol had returned to her work, Wednesday opened the top drawer of her desk and stared at the napkin she’d slipped in there an hour ago.

That lunchtime, as usual, Wednesday had been trying not to make it obvious that she was watching the coffee guy as he was watching her, when he’d surprised her by a break in his routine. He had got up to leave the cafe exactly two minutes earlier than usual.

As he passed her table en route to the exit he’d almost brushed her shoulder, but not quite. After dropping a napkin lightly onto her lap without uttering a word of explanation, he’d walked out of the door and disappeared into the afternoon.

Back in the safety of her office, regarding the folded serviette as if it were an unexploded bomb, Wednesday felt her palms prickle with perspiration. By comparison, her throat had gone Sahara dry. Even though he hadn’t looked at her as he’d passed by, Wednesday had the strangest sensation that his inkwell eyes saw straight into her soul. That somehow the coffee guy knew what her late night dreams were about.

And who they featured.

Checking to make sure that Carol wasn’t watching her, Wednesday unfolded the note and read the neat looped writing.

 

I would very much like to see you, Wednesday, on Thursday. I need to check you weren’t burnt. Regards.

 

Thursday? That’s tomorrow. But when tomorrow? Did he mean he wanted to apologise for spilling the coffee? If so, why hadn’t he said so before? The accident was days ago. And what did he mean by I need to check?

Wednesday pictured the coffee guy steering her into the nearest secluded area of town, trapping her between a wall and his six foot frame, ripping open her shirt, passing his gaze over her pale flesh to check for burn marks…

A sudden tightening of her chest made Wednesday drop the note and slam her desk drawer shut. If she carried on like this, not only would she fail to get anything done, but she’d be sat in damp panties for the rest of the workday.

Again.

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If you’d like to find out what happens next, then you can buy Wednesday on Thursday in e-book format from Amazon UK and Amazon US. 

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Many thanks to my lovely friend and fellow Brit Babe, Lucy Felthouse, for hosting me on her fantastic blog today.

Happy reading,

Kay xx

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Kay JaybeeBio

Kay Jaybee was named Best Erotica Writer of 2015 by the ETO, and received an honouree mention at the NLA Awards 2015 for excellence in BDSM writing.

Kay Jaybee has written over 150 erotic stories, including Wednesday on Thursday, (KDP, 2017), The Collector, (KDP, 2016), The Perfect Submissive Trilogy, (The Perfect Submissive, The Retreat, Knowing Her Place, Xcite 2011-14), The New Room, (Xcite, 2015), The Voyeur, (Xcite 2012), Making Him Wait (Sweetmeats, 2012), A Sticky Situation (Xcite, 2013), Digging Deep, (Xcite 2013), Take Control, (1001 NightsPress, 2014), and Not Her Type (1001 NightsPress, 2013.

Details of all her short stories and other publications can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.uk

You can follow Kay on –

Twitter- https://twitter.com/kay_jaybee

Facebook –http://www.facebook.com/KayJaybeeAuthor

Goodreads- http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/3541958-kay-jaybee

Brit Babes Site- http://thebritbabes.blogspot.co.uk/p/kay-jaybee.html

Kay also writes contemporary romance as Jenny Kane – www.jennykane.co.uk

Saturday Spankings #118 – He was doing his sexy smoulder… #SatSpanks

Saturday Spankings-467x200Hi everyone,

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, which is where authors post eight-ish sentences of a spanking on their blogs.

I’m continuing with Doctor’s Orders this week. I hope you enjoy it!

Doctor's OrdersWow—Doctor Colville was well and truly in the room. He wore his white coat over the top of his smart shirt and trousers, and had his stethoscope hanging around his neck.

After admiring the sight before him, Aaron dragged his gaze up to Blake’s face. He was doing his sexy smoulder—which never failed to make Aaron’s stomach flip and fill with tiny bubbles of excitement—and he continued to do it for several more seconds, sending Aaron further into squirm territory. Then, apparently unable to keep a straight face for any longer, he gave an equally sexy smirk. “Like what you see, huh?”

Suddenly dry-mouthed, Aaron nodded.

“I thought you might.”

I hope you enjoyed that snippet! You can buy the book here. And then see the below list to hop to the other authors taking part…

Saturday Spankings #117 – Aaron’s mouth dropped open… #SatSpanks

Saturday Spankings-467x200Hi everyone,

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, which is where authors post eight-ish sentences of a spanking on their blogs.

I’m continuing with Doctor’s Orders this week. I hope you enjoy it!

Doctor's OrdersFabric against fabric. More rummaging.

Then: “My, who’s being spectacularly well behaved now? Trying to make up for being such a little prick tease, are you? We’re way past that point, I’m afraid. You’re not wriggling your sweet arse out of what I have planned for you.”

More movement, then Blake appeared in Aaron’s peripheral vision, and walked to stand in front of him.

Aaron’s mouth dropped open in surprise.

I hope you enjoyed that snippet! You can buy the book here. And then see the below list to hop to the other authors taking part…

No One Until Her by Lynn Burke (@AuthorLynnBurke)

No One Until HerBlurb:

Kaden Quinn has life by the balls and enjoys his side job as a Dom in a downtown Boston BDSM club. What he doesn’t want—or need—is a pseudo-sub trying to shred the veil that protects his painful past.

When untamed Livi Risso’s insatiable need to get to the bottom of a story leads her to an exclusive kink club, her curiosity ignites upon meeting a restrained Dom who refuses to touch her.

Kaden feigns disinterest while scening, but that doesn’t stop Livi from experiencing intimacy like she’s never imagined. When one misstep leaves Kaden shaken, will Livi be the one to break down his wall against love?

Purchase Links: Evernight PublishingAmazon US | Amazon UK | Bookstrand

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Excerpt:

“What’s your name, sub?” I asked.

“Li … Lisa.”

I narrowed my gaze and stared down at her. “If you say so, Bella.”

“Bella?” Her head tilted to the side, her eyes slightly widened. “Is that a compliment?”

“You’re Italian, aren’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Then that’s what I’ll call you.” A light flush spread across her high cheekbones and she bit her lower lip. Goddamn cock sprung to full attention. “First thing you ought to know—and should have learned long before entering this club as a sub—your gaze belongs on your Dom’s boots, your knees on the floor.”

The bulge in my leathers snagged her attention as her head lowered and she hesitated. A shudder rippled down through her, but she sank to her knees with practiced ease, a waft of subtle sweetness, what had to be expensive perfume, floating around me. My mouth watered. Long, glossy dark hair cascaded around her downturned face. Her shoulders remained back and straight.

Trying to ignore the press of my goddamn zipper into my cock—and prickle of unease tingling the back of my neck—I glanced across the room at Devon, one of the few Doms who didn’t mind switching.

He lounged in a chair, drink in hand, but otherwise unoccupied. Bella’s appearance had already drawn his attention. He gawked like a starstruck lover at the goddess kneeling at my feet.

The idea of sharing the tasty morsel of a pseudo-sub twisted my gut, but the thought that touching her skin would definitely cause trouble overrode my Neanderthal side.

As though feeling my stare, Devon lifted his gaze to mine.

I quirked a brow in invitation.

He shot out of his seat with a shit-eating grin and strode across the room. He stood a good half-foot shorter than me, but we both had blue eyes, the same light hair, and square jaw… We’d enjoyed our fair share of women fantasizing about brothers.

“Master Devon, care to join us this evening?”

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About Lynn Burke:

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.

Her current work, the Risso Family Novellas, revolves around four siblings from Boston’s North End.

Find Lynn on her websiteFacebookTwitterAmazon, and Goodreads.

Mid Week Tease: “Your secret is safe with me…” #MWTease

mid-week-tease-buttonHi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! Today I’m sharing another snippet from The Beauty and the Badass. This will probably be my last snippet from this book as I’ve just released a new one so will be sharing from that 🙂

The Beauty and the Badass“Your secret is safe with me, don’t worry. So… what’s her story? I’m guessing there’s more to it than her name and the fact she’s gorgeous, otherwise we wouldn’t be gossiping in the corner like little old ladies.”

With a smile, the other man said, “Yeah, there’s more to it all right. She’s an enigma, that one. Teaches a kickboxing class twice a week—needless to say she’s bloody good, bet she could put any of us down, no bother—but her day job is as one of them beauticians. You know, does hair and nails and all that other women’s stuff.”

Alexei let out a splutter, which he tried to cover up by clearing his throat. “Erm, yes, I know what a beautician is, mate.” As the information sunk in, he pursed his lips. “Wow, so she does kickboxing and she’s a beautician?”
Nodding, John replied, “Yep. Told you she’s an enigma. You wouldn’t really put those two things together, would you? But in her case, they’re two sides of the same coin. She’s multi-talented, is Zoe.”

“Hmm…” He inched closer to the open door to see if he could get another glimpse of her. “Two sides of the same coin…” he said thoughtfully. “A beauty and a badass. I think I might be in love!”

John chuckled and clapped him on the shoulder. “Yeah, well, good luck with that one.”

Grab your copy of The Beauty and the Badass here: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk/published-works/the-beauty-and-the-badass/

Don’t forget to check out all the other blogs taking part!