Welcome to Saturday Spankings. This week a few from a soon to be released boxed set from myself and Natalie Dae. THE COLLECTION will be available on Amazon (including KU).
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THE COLLECTION contains three novels, GOOD COP, BAD COP, WATCHING HER, KINK and two short stories MORE and HARD (all available individually on Amazon).
Excerpt taken from KINK
“So,” I said, deciding to change the subject once and for all before he insisted again that I was someone I wasn’t, “You may want to have a little nap once you get home because our next encounter is at three a.m.”
He widened his eyes, scraping one hand down the side of his cheek. Was he fighting the urge to tell me not to give him orders?
“What?” he asked. “Why so late—or early, depending which way you want to look at it?”
“I’ve got this little scenario I’d like to try out.” I hoped he’d be up for it, that I’d see him again, that he wasn’t just stringing me along in saying he was interested in fucking me for a second time. I had a serious crush on him—him and now that wicked stick—and I couldn’t wait to have more of it, of him. Of everything he had to offer.
“And what’s that?” He moved the two steps towards me, crushing me to his chest. “Fuck, you’re such a dainty thing. I wouldn’t have guessed you could take it on the arse like you did. Being as it was your first time with a misery stick and all.”
“Like I said, I’ll take whatever you want to give me. And tonight you’re going to give me something in the deserted storeroom of a supermarket.”
He appeared so shocked I nearly laughed.
“That’s right. My daydreams involve many, many things. Me in ordinary situations, getting fucked and spanked and whipped and smacked and… Lots of delicious things—things you need to think about if we’re going to make this a regular meet-up. Is that what you want?”
“Fuck, yes. I want to do so many dirty, kinky, debase things to you. Have done for quite a while. Like I told you, I’ve been thinking about you for a long time.”
I nodded, lifting one hand to brush a fingertip over his bottom lip. “I never would have known, to look at you—and believe me, I must have looked at you over a thousand times—that you’d change from the man you were when you offered to brush my hair from my face to… To who you just were. A no-holds-barred Dominant.”
“Is that a problem?”
“No. I love it.” And I had, did. He was right up my street, and hopefully, if he wanted to fuck me a third time, he’d be just that. Up my alley, too—in more ways than one.
“So let’s get the rules straight before we go further.” He dashed his tongue out to lick the end of my finger.