Saturday, 6 April 2019

Weekend Reads

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Hot New Release!

Now I have a sneak peak for you to enjoy from this brand new release!

Daring Daniella
Pippa Greathouse and Ruby Caine

The newest set of brides has arrived in Golden River, and it seems the town is more unsettled than ever. Convinced she’s mousy and unattractive, Daniella Abcott is terribly worried that Caleb is no longer interested in her—so much so that she takes matters into her own hands and misreads Caleb’s feelings for her.
And she’s nothing if not daring. 
Caleb, on the other hand, is the strong and strict deputy of Golden River. In love with little Daniella since the very first time he laid eyes on her stealing his clothes as he swam in the river, he’s been determined to correct her mischievous streak. Now, however, the town is after him and determined to push him into marriage. His plan to distance himself from Golden River—and from Daniella—almost succeeds. Almost. 
Will Danny discover the truth about his feelings for her? And can she accept it if she does? Will Caleb admit his love for her? What happens when she runs away from him right after the ill-fated wedding?

Publisher's Note: This historical old west romance contains graphic scenes and themes of power exchange. If this is offensive to you, please do not read it.

Already hooked? Buy it here! 

Here's a little excerpt to tickle you taste buds.

Any chance of being reasonable disappeared immediately. The deputy stormed into the building, grabbed the bolt of cloth out of her hand and slammed it back on the table she had pulled it from. "Now, listen here, you little brat." His hands were planted on his hips. The other women started gathering around to watch the excitement. 

"Caleb! What's gotten into you? I was planning on purchasing that fabric to make—" Danny's cheeks tinged with scarlet as she spoke, seeing an audience gathering.  Perhaps she didn't want any of the brides hearing them having a spat. 

"You can forget it. Your little sewing project will wait until I am good and ready to ask." He yanked off his hat when he noticed the young ladies watching him. His voice lowered, but the brides compensated by taking a collective step forward. "Miss Daniella, I think it would be best for you to head back to the ranch this minute. I will come calling soon. You and I need to have a very important discussion." 

One the brides sighed loudly. "How romantic, Deputy! You're about to propose. Though I think it quite rude of you to settle on whom you want to marry before you get to know the rest of us. You are in most of our top ten lists, you know. Of potential mates, that is." 

Danny took a threatening step toward the girl who had just spoken. "Well, you can all just scratch him off, because he's already taken."

Caleb picked his little brat up in his arms and moved to the door, setting her down a few feet away from the group of brides. He scowled at her. "I never thought I would have to give this warning to women, but public brawling is not acceptable in Golden River."

Author Spotlight
Pippa Greathouse and Ruby Caine write exclusively for Blushing Books, both individually and on other collaborations. 
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Saturday, 23 March 2019

Hot New Releases!

Lots of tasty new books for you to devour on my blog today!

Kicking off we have Book 3 in my Club Risqué series 

Ties that Bind

For something a little different I've put together this video full of teasers and snippets to tantalise the tastebuds.

And don't forget that Book 1 - Fool's Desire is currently on sale at 0.99

You can go directly to it from the link on the top left of the page.

Fancy another 0.99 deal?
Here's a little tidbit from C.P. Mandara. Book 1 in the Velvet Lies series.

The Velvet Chair

"Oh, darling. You're going to be so easy to conquer." His finger reached under my chin and pulled my face back to meet his. "I can't wait to strip you out of that dress and watch you crawl around my home naked. I'm going to spank that delectable ass with every damn pervertible I can find. Hairbrushes, wooden spoons, spatulas, and I might even try a damn baking sheet. That ass of yours is always going to be prettily pink and perfectly swollen while you're under my roof."  

My name is Mark Matthews. I own half of London, and the part I don't own, I'm working on.
Life was all going swimmingly well until Michael Redcliff entered my life, demanding that I marry his daughter. Actually, swap demand for blackmail. He's got goods on me that I want no one else to see. so for the time being I need to be his little lapdog.
I'll marry his daughter. I'll give him all the status, money and power he can handle...for as long as it takes me to get a divorce. You see, I can't renege on our little arrangement - but she can. I give her a week. One week and she'll be screaming the place down for her legal counsel.
I am never wrong.

What about something a little different?

My best friend is missing, my boyfriend dumped me for not putting out, and I am 99% sure I was the only person at graduation still carrying my v-card.
I thought I had problems, the normal kind that everyone faces as they become an adult. But that was before I turned into a vampire.
Now I am living with the Vampire Queen under the protection of three of the hottest brothers I have ever seen. Did I mention that my hormones are out of control? Not to worry though, I've got this. Really, what could happen?

And Finally...

Out Now—Sapphic Seduction by Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985) 
#sapphic #lesfic #erotica #lesbian

If you enjoy short tales of ladies loving each other, then get your hands on this collection from the pen of award-winning author Lucy Felthouse.
From Zumba classes to army basic training, surfer chicks to mechanics, and even a lost dog, this book has variety galore. There’s something for everyone, and will have you eager to turn just one more page.
Enjoy twelve titillating tales, over 45,000 words of Sapphic delight.
Please note: The stories in this anthology have been previously published.

Ready for a sneak peak? I thought so!


Verity’s phone buzzed in her pocket, reminding her of an angry—and insistent—bee. Sighing, she pulled the device out and looked at the screen. Rolling her eyes, she rejected the call, then pressed the off button. Fuck her family and their petty dramas—she did enough for them, and they never appreciated it. Let them deal with their own shit for a change. She’d come here for some peace and solitude, and that was what she was damn well going to get.
After showing her membership card to the kindly old lady at the kiosk, Verity passed through the gate and into the gardens of Biddulph Grange. The beautiful stately home, sadly, was private, but the stunning landscaped gardens were open to the public. The place was already off the beaten track—nestled as it was, deep in the Staffordshire countryside—but once Verity stepped inside the huge gardens, she felt a million miles from anywhere.
Closing her eyes momentarily, she pulled in a deep breath through her nostrils, and released it from her mouth. Already she felt better, the stress and irritation seeping out of her and disappearing into the gravelled path beneath her feet. This place was her refuge, her sanctuary. She never told anyone where she went when she disappeared off for a few hours every couple of weeks—more often if her family was being more difficult than usual—and that was the beauty of it. No one knew where she was, no one could bother her. All she had was herself and the cacophony of nature within the garden walls, and that was precisely how she wanted it.
Letting out a contented sigh this time, she shut out all the unpleasant thoughts, emptying her mind, and concentrated only on what was around her. What she could see, what she could hear, what she could smell.
Her favourite thing about the gardens—aside from their being her escape—was the fact they seemed to look different every time she visited. Nature took its course: trees and bushes grew, plants flowered, leaves turned and dropped. New plants were introduced, old or diseased ones were removed.
The wildlife was wonderful, too. A huge variety of birds fluttered, swooped and hopped around, tweeting, twittering and singing. Butterflies and squirrels also made frequent appearances. They never failed to make Verity smile, and today was no exception. A further weight was lifted from her as her lips curved into a grin, and she breathed in deeply through her nostrils. The air smelled fresh, yet something lingered, hinting at something to come.
Verity tilted her head back and looked up at the sky. Hmm, that could be it. There was a thick covering of cloud, not particularly ominous-looking, but then that was British weather for you. It could, and did, change in the blink of an eye.
Shrugging, Verity carried on walking. She was here now—she wasn’t going to leave just in case it rained. Even if it did, so what? A little rain never killed anyone. It could actually be kind of refreshing.
Putting one foot in front of the other, she followed her nose through the landscape, admiring everything she saw, and exchanging polite nods and smiles with the handful of people she met. And it was only a handful. Perhaps others had checked the weather forecast before coming out and had been deterred. More fool them.
On the other hand, though, she thanked them. It meant she had the place pretty much to herself. Smiling, she allowed her imagination to run away with itself, painting a picture of a scenario where Verity owned the stately home currently hidden from view, and was wandering in her own private gardens. Every tree, every bush, every flower, every blade of grass was on her land, and she loved it. Having such an amazing place to call her own… well, she knew how lucky she was.
She was snapped out of her grand and wonderful fantasy by something that didn’t look quite right. Blinking, she focussed on whatever it was over to her left-hand side that seemed to stand out like a sore thumb. She frowned and stepped closer, still not entirely sure what she was seeing. Though it definitely wasn’t a thumb, sore or otherwise

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Author Bio:
Lucy Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an Amazon bestseller), Eyes Wide Open (winner of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon bestseller), The Persecution of the Wolves, Hiding in Plain Sightand The Heiress’s Harem seriesIncluding novels, short stories and novellas, she has over 170 publications to her name. Find out more about her writing at or on Twitter or Facebook
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Saturday, 9 March 2019

Mad March Sale

Mom's Favorite Reads in association with The Fussy Librarian are running a huge two day sale promotion this weekend, which I am proud to be a part of.
Seventeen authors covering a range of genres will be offering their books for free or priced at just 99 cents during Saturday 9th & Sunday 10th March 2019
My own book, Fool's Desire (Club Risqué Book 1) will be part of this promotion. 
Please take a look, there really is something for everyone! 😃

Buy them here! 

Thursday, 28 February 2019

Busy, busy, busy!

Okay, so February, and the run up to it, has been a mammoth month which is why my blog is so late! On the upside, there's loads going on and lots of exciting news. Where to start?
Well, let's begin with the fact that Club Risqué Book 3 is due for release in two weeks time. So how about a little sneak preview of my cover, before it goes live, just for you?
Here you go! This is 'Ties that Bind' and it is Logan and Luanna's story.

Luanna Morgan has worked hard to brush off the stigma and scandal of being a single teenage mother. These days, she is better known for her calm composure and serene disposition, but despite that, things start to sizzle between Luanna and her company's legal director, Logan Thornton. 

Logan might seem like a mild mannered corporate lawyer, but in BDSM circles, he is better known as Master Baku, the Shibari expert. His dream is to publish a series of artistic poses which incorporate his three loves—Shibari, suspension, and photography, and he has his sights set on Luanna as the model.

But Luanna has led a deliberately quiet and modest life. She knows nothing about bondage or the intricacies of D/s relationships. She's always had to rely on herself, and her current reputation has been hard won. Even if she decides to throw caution to the wind and finally live a little, is there really any room left in Logan's life for yet another love, especially if she can't find it in herself to share the ones he already has?

Logan has Luanna tied up in knots, both literally and figuratively. Is it possible to find a compromise or will circumstances conspire to pull them apart?

So what else, you ask? Well, February also saw the submission of Club Risqué Book 4 to my publisher, Blushing Books, so that is currently being processed and I also finished writing Book 6. That just leaves Book 5, which I am finishing the edits on, as we speak, ready to get that one submitted too. And that's not all! Oh no! As if all that's not enough I currently have Fool's Desire, Club Risqué Book 1 on sale at the special promotional price of just 99p! You can grab a copy using the direct link on the right side of the page 😊

So what else is new? Well, I have two books being featured on this months blog. Fist up we have Entwined by Felicity Brandon. 
This is the conclusion of the Dark Necessities Trilogy.

by Felicity Brandon

Can a monster ever find redemption?

Get it here:

Free from her captor, author Molly Clary finds herself back at home, but she’s just as lost as ever. In the isolation of her new-found freedom, Molly makes a startling revelation; she can no longer function without Connor Reilly. She can’t write without him; she can’t live without him.

The admission leads Molly into the most intense and dangerous chapter of her twisted love affair yet, and by reaching out to Connor again, she must decide if she can really leave her old life behind to venture into the dark and mysterious confines of the organization known only as The Syndicate.

For a couple whose love is built on lust, and fear and submission, there should be no happy ending. But as Molly helps her kidnapper lay his ghosts to rest, the question beckons, can they forge their own brand of happiness regardless? Can Connor finally be delivered into a consensual union with his kitten, and will it be enough to satisfy both of their dark needs?

Buy the captivating conclusion to The Dark Necessities trilogy, and devour this tantalizing finale.

Here's a sneak peak to whet your appetite!

She sighed, a sound he heard despite the wind whipping around them. “This is so fucked up,” she explained,” but I didn’t know what else to do, I…”
Her voice trailed off into silence, and she blinked away the tears which were clearly threatening to fall. Connor’s feet moved before his brain even registered the action, his stride closing the distance between them in just a couple of paces. Molly’s eyes widened at his sudden proximity, her face lifting to look upon him in some sort of dumb-stuck awe. He couldn’t tell if it was terror or yearning which he saw in her eyes, but it didn’t matter. To hell with the mantra; Molly was upset, and that meant he wanted to protect her. Deep down Connor was certain of one thing. She had never stopped being his, and in his normal messed up way, that meant only he was allowed to cause her pain. If she was upset, he wanted to calm her, and comfort her. He wanted to make it better.
“Hey,” he said, towering over her small frame. “Hey, it’s okay.”
Connor wanted to wrap her up in a hard embrace, to hold her close to his body and smell the sweet scent of her hair in his nostrils. He swallowed down that urge, opening his arms out to her in as non-threatening a gesture as he could muster. There was a moment when nothing more happened. Molly cried openly, wiping the tears away with the back of her hand. Her eyes darted from his open arms to the sea, and back to the car she had parked beside his Mercedes. Connor could tell it was quite a predicament for her. Evidently, she wanted to go to him, but she was understandably scared. The last time she had trusted him, she’d wound up gagged and drugged.
Slowly, she edged closer to Connor’s body. He saw her blow out a huge breath as she neared, gazing up into his face as she finally pressed herself against him. 
It was a moment of epiphany. 
Molly had chosen to come to him, looking for comfort from the one man who’d taken and tormented her. It was like some sort of miracle, and Connor knew he was the luckiest son of a bitch on the planet as he felt her body heat next to him. His arms were on her at once, enveloping her in his warmth in a matter of seconds. His right hand rose to her hair, cradling her head as she sunk down against his chest.
Molly dissolved into sobs, her body trembling with the weight of whatever emotion she released. For his part, Connor said nothing. He merely stood there, holding her body on the wind-swept beach. In a time not so long ago, he had called himself a devil. A monster who preyed on innocent little lambs like Molly, but just look at him now. Connor was the greatest example of disparity he knew. He proved that karma didn’t exist. He’d been a sick fuck his whole life, taking what he wanted under the protection of his powerful peers, and caring nothing for the consequences. He should be damned, and he thought he had been, but he’d been wrong. The greatest penance he could ever have received was to never have seen Molly again. To have never caught sight of her mischievous smile, or run the soft strands of her hair through his fingers. And yet, here was she, her small arms clinging to him as she cried her heart out. There was no way he deserved to be this blessed. No way.

Author Bio and social links:

Felicity Brandon is a top 100 Amazon bestselling author.
She loves the darker side of romance, and writes sexy, suspenseful stories, with strong themes of bondage and submission.
You’ll find her either at her laptop, at the gym, or rocking out to her favourite music.

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And that's not all I've got in store today!
Also I'm featuring the debut novel from new author RJ Grey, so lets take a little look at this recently release.

Absolving Amy 
by RJ Grey

Amy Johnson’s life is a series of bad luck mixed with worse decisions. One of those bad decisions was homicide detective, Ben De Luca. He is sexy, stern, and everything she could ever want, but her past forces her out of his bed and from his life. That is, until she finds herself in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now, she has no choice but to submit to his presence in her life. 

Will she accept Ben’s protection and open herself up to his love, or will she allow the walls she has built around her heart to force Ben out of her life, for good, this time?

Publisher's Note: This action-packed romance contains graphic scenes as well as power exchange themes. Please do not read it if this offends you.

Here's a little sneak peak to who your appetite!

  “Amy, I have to warn you, right now, that I am not a normal boyfriend. You need more than a protector. You need a Daddy to watch over you, to spoil you and also to keep you in line. I'm just the man for the job. In my relationship, I am the one in charge. This means I am going to take really good care of my baby girl. It also means I'm going to hold you accountable for your actions and the choices you make. When you are a good girl, Daddy is going to reward you and spoil you rotten. When you are a bad girl, Daddy is going to punish you as he sees fit to correct the behavior. I'm going to punish you so that the next time you have to make a similar decision, you look back on it and think, do I want to upset my Daddy? Do I want to see the disappointment in his eyes and feel it on my butt? As your Daddy, I will always give you what you need and a lot of what you want. ”

Author Bio

RJ Gray started writing at the age of five when she won her elementary school’s story contest. Her writing has evolved from short stories about unicorns to books about dominant alpha males and feisty, stubborn females. RJ holds college degrees in both social work and criminology, topics that can often be found in her novels. She has spent the past fifteen years the wife of an Army bomb technician and as such, she has a passion for military and veteran causes. RJ lives in Virginia with her husband, two young sons and their recently rescued beagle-lab puppy. 

RJ loves hearing from her readers. You can email her at She is quite the social butterfly and you can find her on the internet on her Facebook Page, Amazon, Instagram, Bookbub, GoodReads and Twitter Another way to keep up with her is by subscribing to her newsletter 

Tuesday, 18 December 2018

Christmas reads and giveaways with Linzi Basset / Isabel James

Surely everyone loves a festive seasonal read.  First up on my blog today we have a standalone Christmas novella. Take a look at this!

Master Santa 
Linzi Basset

There she was, staring at the door of the exclusive BDSM club, LascivoCredence.
Who did something like this? Accept an anonymous invitation to become a stranger’s sub for one night? What was she thinking? It was completely out of character for her―especially since her knowledge of the lifestyle was limited to what she read in novels. But her curiosity over the super hot CEO she worked for and had a secret … er … libido crush on, was the caveat to throw caution to the wind. She had to know what he was up to in his free time.
In a skimpy elf dress, wearing killer heels, she waited to meet Master Santa … completely unaware of the deviant plans he had in store for her. 
Cash Evans had it all. He was rich, clever and possessed the kind of physical appeal that made women’s clothes fall from their bodies with one look from him. But he had needs, the kind very few women could understand let alone embrace, and he should know. He’d been searching for the right one for years. 
Now, he had his sights set on the naturally sensual Megan Torres, and the powerful Dom in him knew just how to wake the submissive within her. 
Would one night with him yield the one he had been searching for, or would she flee him and his chains when the clock struck midnight without a backward glance?

Editor's Note:
Prepare to touch yourself while reading this story … to provoke both pleasure and to try to protect your most intimate parts from Master Santa's sadistic tendencies. This story will turn you on and make you cringe in staggering succession, and by the end, you might even be looking into trying this pain for pleasure thing.  
Tickled your taste buds? Get it here, with this handy universal link;

Want to enjoy a sneak peak? Well, here you go then!
Excerpt: Copyright©2018 Linzi Basset

“So you do.” His eyes traversed over her face. “It’s quite refreshing to find a woman of your age to still have the ability to blush.” 
Megan tried to look away, but his gaze locked her in place. His fingers caught her chin in a painful grip, the message unmistakable. He was in charge.
“Why do you think you’re here, Megan?”
“I don’t … I’m not sure.” Which was the truth. She was drowning in a soup of confusion. 
“I decided it’s time to show you what your fuck-me-looks invite every time you pass me in the hallway.” 
“I never—”
His eyes darkened; the gravelly order reached deep inside her, yanking out the submissive she’d only guessed was hiding there. “Don’t spit out lies in here. I won’t stand for it. It’s the one thing I expect from you—honesty. In what you say, in how you react, and most importantly, in how you submit to me.” 
“Yes, Sir.” 
“What did I tell you, who am I to you tonight?” 
“Master … my Master Santa.” 
The pad of his thumb pressed into her lip, exposing the fleshy crimson pulp.
“Don’t forget again, subbie.” He kept her gaze captive. “Push out your tongue.” Again, she obeyed blindly. She was overwhelmed by his closeness. There was something in his eyes that caused nonstop shudders to roll through her. He was power personified, yet he seemed to have fierce control over it. She wondered if it was for her benefit because she was a newbie, or if it was what all the subs she had seen hanging onto him reacted to. His gaze swept over her face, so compelling it felt like his big hand was sliding seductively over her body.
He leaned closer. His lips locked around her tongue and he sucked. Megan gasped and pulled hers back inside her mouth. She whimpered as his thumb pressed her bottom lip painfully against her teeth. Her clit began to throb incessantly. 
“Push out your tongue. Pull it back again and I’ll put a clamp on it to keep it in place the rest of the evening. Is that understood?” 
“Yes,” she gasped and immediately flicked out her tongue. She’d seen pictures of some of the clamps they used in BDSM scenes and she had no intention of wearing one of those torture tools! The pressure on her lip increased. Her eyes shot to his. The dark look in his gaze was the only reminder she needed. “Yes, Master.” 
He smiled. “You’re a quick learner. It pleases me.” His gaze dropped to her mouth. “Tongue.” 
This time Megan was prepared … only to the extent that she didn’t yank it from his grasp. What she wasn’t prepared for was the burst of heat that seared through her body as he sucked. Her eyes fluttered closed. She yelped as he bit into her tongue; her eyes shot open. The order was there in the flash of his eyes. Keep your eyes open, subbie. It was eerie that she could hear his voice inside her mind. 

Author Bio and social links:

Linzi Basset is a top 100 Amazon and iBooks Bestselling Author.
Not satisfied to be chained to one genre, she flourishes in producing multiple realms of her imaginary world. Her bestselling Club Cove series have all achieved top 5 on the Amazon charts. Her stories as edgy, dark, suspenseful and at times filled with sweet romance. Linzi is a sucker for HEA and all her books have a happy ending, no matter the battles each couple have to fight to get there. 

As a full time author, there’s only one place you’ll ever find Linzi and that’s behind her laptop … well, now and then she pops in at the gym too and she’s never without her trusty energy booster … a steaming cup of coffee! 

And there's even more! Take a look at this fantastic giveaway!

Just in time for Christmas! 
Who doesn’t like free book money? How about a change to win a $25 Amazon Gift Card? Then this is your chance! 

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You must be listed as a subscriber and books added to TBR on the day of the draw. Gift Card will be sent electronically directly from Amazon. A random winner will be drawn from all qualifying entrants on Christmas Day.
Linzi Basset and Isabel James are responsible for this giveaway. 

Want a little more titillation? How about this?

Santa'a Whip


Isabel James

What better way to spend a cold Christmas Eve in front of the fire?

Santa’s Whip will tantalize your senses as you share in this sweet, romantic, yet kinky experience of a couple who have reached a crossroad in their marriage.

: A whip as a Christmas present! Has her husband lost his mind?

A desperate wife
A husband with a secret
A marriage at a crossroads

A recipe for the beginning of the end of a twenty-three-year relationship? Or would Caleb’s deviant plan to add some spice to their marriage be just what was needed to save it? 
Zoey Thomas was at her wits' end. Their twins had left for college in LA, and suddenly, her amorous husband had become the master of celibacy. So sexually frustrated, she even toyed with the idea of renting a lover for an afternoon! 
That is, until a gift containing a slinky black dress, silky nylons, and killer heels arrived with an invitation to meet him on Christmas Eve at the exclusive Club Solace, brought a flare of hope. 
Then she uncovered what was at the bottom of the box … 
A black crop with the engraving, Santa’s Whip. Had her husband completely lost his mind? 
Would Zoey be ready for what secrets the night might reveal? Or had Caleb’s invitation just backfired and threatened to blow their entire life to smithereens?

Editor's note:
I felt her jealousy. I felt her anger. I felt her betrayal. I also felt her desire. Santa's Whip does not disappoint; a fast-paced, erotic tale that will toggle your emotions and your libido for a truly very Merry Christmas.  

Here's a little sneak peak!

Excerpt: Copyright©2018 Isabel James
“Stop cursing,” he rumbled. 
Her eyes widened. “That’s all you’ve got to say?” She never cursed and the fact that she didn’t even realize she was doing it was proof of just how angry she was. She jumped from the high barstool, unconcerned that her boobs jiggled as a result, nor did she notice his gaze drop to appreciate the sight she presented. “Enjoy your club, Caleb. I’m out of here.” 
He caught her arms as she stomped past him. 
“You’re not going anywhere. Not until we’ve discussed this like adults.”
“Oh, now I’m a child! Like I don’t have the right to be upset and angry to find out my husband has been lying to me. That our marriage has been a fucking … farce.” Her voice thinned as a sob broke through her furious tirade.
“Don’t ever say that again, do you hear me, Zoey?” His gravelly voice thundered toward her although he’d only grated it softly through thin lips. We’ll talk in my office and I’m warning you, behave yourself or you won’t like the consequences.” 
“You don’t scare me, Master Caleb. I’m your wife, not your devoted submissive, which means you have no … no! Put me down! Caleb Thomas … oww!” Zoey cried out as two hard slaps cracked against her silk covered buttocks which were upended over his shoulder. His hands tightened around her legs as he twisted around and stomped toward the stairs in the opposite corner. 
“You’ve been warned. Believe me, babe, the next one won’t be a pat like the first two.” 
A pat?Her ass was burning like lava had been poured over it. She grabbed at his belt as her head bobbed like a cork in water and bumped against his buttocks with every step. The cool air on her ass cheeks registered. Her face flushed red and she reached back to pull down the short skirt … ineffective at best as it barely covered her butt standing. She did her best to keep her hand over her girly bits, mortified that in this position her most of her private parts were on blatant display. 
“You are so gonna regret this,” she snapped indignantly. 
“Keep it up, my pet. I’ve been dreaming about having you at my mercy in here. You have no idea the scenes I’ve been visualizing us having.”
Zoey stopped struggling, stumped at how it floored her to hear him say that. It made her want to give in to him, face the challenge of submitting to him, if only to see how she’d matured sexually since they got married. She felt a surge of excitement rush through her to settle in an insisting throb in her loins. In that moment, her anger shifted as her libido took control of her body. Her eyes widened at the realization that she was aroused by the prospect of being at Caleb’s mercy, in the dungeon, naked and tied up … awaiting the first—
Oh shit. Hell no! Fucking hell no!

Author Bio and social links:

Isabel James is a pseudonym for two authors who collaborated to bring you a tale of emotional and spiritual discoveries.

One is an Erotica Author who has achieved Bestseller status a few times with her Club Alpha Cove series, Club Wicked Cove, Club Devil Cove, The Tycoon and Their Sub series, Linzi Basset. 
The other Author is a poet at heart and loves the nuances of wordplay. Like a true Artist, he paints a canvas with words, drawing you into his imagination, seducing you with their expressive beauty. He loves everything Shakespeare and draws his inspiration from the beauty of true passion and lust of life and love.
The day these two met, they discovered they had a writing chemistry. Their minds sparred and they converted their passion for words into a journey of discovery that happened without any conscious decision.
Their writing is intense, it’s intimate and no holds barred. They openly explore the sensual and erotic emotions that rule the human body and mind. They’re each other’s yin and yang, challenging their minds and emotions to constantly explode in the stories they write. It’s an anthology of colorful, winding words that more than tell a story, it draws you inside, inviting you to feel each and every touch, see every emotion and experience the explosive sensations for yourself as they guide you through a maze of pleasurable erotica and challenge you with spiritual emotional discovery.

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