Thursday, February 28, 2013

Book Spotlight: Party Crasher by April Angel

Today I'm spotlighting April Angel's scorching hot new release, Party Crasher.


She crashed his party and became his prize…

According to one annoying Drex Callum, Chris is a “nosy reporter.” And maybe she is. She’s heard of the super secretive event known as the Seduction Party, and she won’t be content until she finds a way in. The last thing she expects to find is that Drex is the host. She’ll never get an invitation from her nemesis—unless she finds a way to get one herself. And breaking into his house is nothing if it means getting the scoop. But what she gets instead is an eye-full of the man himself, half-naked and more than she’d ever dreamed he could be in all her teenage fantasies.

Drex has been fantasizing about Chris forever, and now that she’s a grown woman, he still has a hard time treating her like one. So when she shows up at the Seduction Party—on the auction chair!—he’s got no other choice but to teach that nosey woman a lesson. He never dreamed sex could be like this, with Chris in his room, tied to a bed, asking him for stuff that blows his mind…

But when things turn ugly, it becomes clear that someone wants the nosey reporter dead. And Drex will have his hands full trying to keep his prize safe… 

Chris held on to the window ledge and lifted one foot into the darkened room. She heaved her body over, landing on her ass in the process. A groan slipped from her lips, and she slapped a hand on her face. Crap. The last thing she needed was to call attention to her presence in Drex’s office.

Careful not to disturb anything, she walked over to his desk and started rummaging through drawers. Why the hell did she decide to become a reporter in the first place? Oh yeah, because she liked to be in people’s business was Drex’s usual snide response.

Something on the Seduction Party had to be in there somewhere. Wild drums beat in her chest. She tried to focus. She had to remain alone inside the room. She glanced quickly over her shoulder at the door. She was pissed to have to go to these lengths. Drex was a tight-lipped bastard, and she was reduced to snooping because he refused to invite her.

He knew she had been trying to write a story on the super private bash that took place once a year. Invitees were under strict restrictions and had to sign confidentiality waivers. Luckily, she’d overheard her brother, Cole, on the phone with Drex. The rat mentioned he’d gotten his invite and thanked Drex for sending it over. Her blood simmered with anger.

For months, she’d mentioned to both men how badly she’d been trying to get more info on the secretive party, but they’d done nothing to help. All she wanted was to get her hands on an invite, finally figure out what the heck the stupid Seduction Party was all about, and write her damn story.

It was no secret she and Drex didn’t see eye to eye, but he didn’t have to be so rude to her in his attempts to ward her off. When she’d asked, point blank, if he’d let her into the party, the jerk had shaken his head and said, quite empathically, no. Bastard. No matter—she’d get her own invite.

She went through every drawer until she hit a locked one. She smiled in wicked delight. Ha, as if that flimsy lock was going to deter her. In seconds the lock clicked open. Cautiously, she pulled the drawer by the handle and grinned. Jackpot.

A noise broke through her joy. Someone was outside the office. She curled her hand around the coveted black envelope and shoved it to the bottom of her crossbody bag. She threw the bag out the same window she’d crawled in and was about to jump when the door opened.


Oh, hell. Frozen in place, she gripped the window ledge and looked longingly at the bag in the shrubs. Of all the people that might have walked in, why did it have to be Drex? Goose bumps broke across her skin and her frustration soared. She hated the effect his voice had on her body.

“Christine, I can see you quite clearly.”

She narrowed her eyes at the laughter in his voice. Taking a deep breath, she turned to look at him and almost fainted.

When the hell had he gotten that body? He was wet and in a towel. A tiny thing wrapped low around his hips. In stupefied shock, she watched his bronzed muscles flex as he took a step toward her. She widened her eyes and almost fell out the window trying to move away. She’d known him all her life, and there wasn’t one time she’d seen him look like…like that.

Stunned, dry mouthed, and getting hornier by the minute, she let her gaze roam over him. From the wet short spikes of his dark hair, to his wide hairless chest, down the eight-pack abs, and lower to the precarious towel that showed a hint of pubic hair, she visually devoured him. She gulped.

“Christine? Chris?” Worry was in his voice.


“You OK? You look kind of flushed.” He took another step toward her.

She tried her best to melt into the wall, but her body had other ideas. Under her tank top, her nipples pebbled to hard points. Her gaze darted up to his, and she saw something she’d never seen there before—lust. Panic swarmed her.

“I’m fine.” She took a step away from the window and him at the same time.

“What are you doing here? No one mentioned you were waiting to see me.” He lifted his brow.

It was hard to concentrate on what he was saying when so much of him was still on display. “I just…I just came by to see—” She swallowed and tried to remember what the hell she was supposed to say if she got caught.

“To see?” He prompted her with a smile. She figured he knew she was having a hard time but was thoroughly enjoying her discomfort.

Disgusted with her feminine parts, she sent all sexual thoughts to the deepest, darkest part of her brain. Her old crush on him had died a quick and silent death back in her teenage years.

“I came to ask if you’d decided to help me get my story.” Her voice sounded firm, and she squashed any notion of seeing what lay under the tiny towel.

He took a step closer and she one back. The back of her knees hit a sofa, and she fell back into the cushioned seat. His face was tense.

Her pulse jumped into a crazy gallop. Never had she seen him look so severe and, damn it, it turned her on.

“Why would I do that?” His voice deepened to a low rumble.

Something, very much like panic, pushed her to get away from him. Never one to fear, she got angry instead. “Look, I came to give you a second chance at helping me. You know I will get into that party, and when I do, I’m writing about every single thing I see there. This is your one chance to have some say on what I put down on paper.” She stood and walked toward the door of the office and then turned to face him. “So, what will it be?”

“I said no, and I meant no. That party is not the kind of thing you should be going to.”

“You hypocrite! You sent Cole an invite, and yet I can’t get one?”

He clenched his jaw. “Your brother is a grown man.”

“And what the hell am I? I’m not a little girl anymore. I know what I’m doing.” She grabbed the door handle and glared at him. “I’m going, whether you like it or not.”

He gripped her arm. Her eyes met his in an angry battle of wills.

“Don’t do anything you’ll regret, Chris.”

Unsettled by his touch, she shook her arm out of his hold. “Life’s too short for regrets.” She walked out and toward her car without a single look back.

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Author Bio:

Want to know about me? April Angel (aka Milly Taiden) was born in the prettiest part of the Caribbean known as the Dominican Republic. She grew up between New York, Florida and Massachusetts. Currently, she resides in New York City with her husband, bossy young son and their little dog Speedy.

She’s addicted to shopping for shoes, chocolate (but who isn’t?) and Dunkin Donuts coffee.

A bookworm when she can get her hands on a good story, she loves reading all Mina Carter and Dianne Duvall among others.

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As April Angel

Party Crasher

Wicked Valentine – Sizzling Encounters – Book 2

Stranded Temptation

Mr. Buff – Sizzling Encounters – Book 1

Coming Soon

Lucky Break – Sizzling Encounters – Book 3

A Hero’s Pride

As Milly Taiden

Caged Heat

Wynter’s Captive

Halloween Heat III – Mate Event

Fate’s Wish

Sharp Change

Coming Soon


Wolf Protector


Wednesday, February 27, 2013

50K Contest Winners

Thanks to everyone who entered my little contest in celebration of my blog reaching 50K hits! Five commenters were randomly chosen and they will each receive a Kindle gift copy of any ebook from my backlist.

The lucky winners are . . . 

Celeste Jones
Adaline Raine
Joelle Casteel

Congrats to the winners, and complementary spankings to all who entered! Here's to another 50K and more spanky fun :)

Monday, February 25, 2013

Book Spotlight: Fondled and Gobbled, Volume 1 and 2

Today I'm welcoming Lea Barrymire to my blog. She's one of the authors and creative forces behind the Fondled and Gobbled books, and she's here to talk about the creation of those two volumes. Take it away, Lea...

Imagine sitting with a bunch of like minded ladies, chatting sex and other debauchery. This is the environment in which the Fondled and Gobbled anthologies were born. A group of us sat down and laughed until we cried. We put together two volumes, so far, of slapstick spoofs based on everyone’s favorite erotic tenets.

Volume 1, Fondled and Gobbled: Someone Had To Do It

The stories held within its electronic pages will have you giggling, chuckling and laughing out loud. If you’re looking for the perfect romance with the perfect hero and heroine, this isn’t it! This is a series of spoofs, parodies, just-for-fun lighthearted take-offs. It’s for all us longtime, hard-core romance readers who can laugh at the clichés, purple prose and “suspend your disbelief” plot devices that haunt our beloved favorite genre.

The perfect man—with the imperfect cock and oral skills. The Dom who isn’t a dom, and the man who proves it to him. The alien with dessert-flavored semen and three cocks. The older man (a kajillionaire with a penthouse in Seattle…) who has limitless ability to come all night with his naïve little virgin. A woman on a diet who craves a feast of meat and finds herself five Broadshaft Brothers who can deliver.


Volume 2, Fondled and Gobbled: Going Back for Seconds

How about the virgin whose carefully planned hymen removal doesn’t work out the way all the romance novels told her it would. Or, a busty broad doing what she can to get over her penis anxiety—assisted by a cadre of male strippers. And, of course, a not-so-bright (and not so “big”) alien who comes to claim his life mate, and the Earth girl who wants to be claimed at all costs. Oh, and can’t forget, a cursed, mute shapeshifter who needs to pop his cherry with his unsuspecting fated mate. 

Want to know more? Want to meet the women who took on the task and rocked the house? Come visit the asylum, I mean our blog…

If you want to find the Fondled and Gobbled books, check them out here:

Or on Amazon:

***Lea is giving away a copy of Volume 1, Fondled and Gobbled: Someone Had To Do It to a random commenter! Please leave a comment with your email address for a chance to win. The contest runs until 2/28 and the winner will be announced on 3/1.***

Friday, February 22, 2013

Saturday Spankings: Gotta love a freshly spanked bottom #SatSpanks

Welcome to another week of Saturday Spankings fun!

This week's excerpt is from "Confession Time", my short story that will appear in the Coming to Terms anthology due to release in May. In the following scene, James has just given Lucy her first maintenance spanking. After they crawl into bed, he decides to check out his handiwork.

“You’re soaking wet.”

She whined when he grazed her clit and didn’t pay it enough attention, on purpose of course. James loved to tease her. As he watched her ass wiggle in search of his hand, he sucked in a quick breath at the vision of her freshly spanked bottom. She was not as red as she was after a punishment, but a deep circle of pink stained each mound, and his cock hardened further. So lovely. Her ass truly belonged to him. With a sense of ownership, he splayed her cheeks apart to glimpse her quivering hole.

Here's the blurb for Coming to Terms:

Summer means more than fun and sun, rest and relaxation. For the couples in Coming to Terms, vacation presents a chance to connect, and work through important issues in their domestic discipline relationships. From endeavoring to define DD to missing a DD partner to balancing erotic spanking and disciplinary spanking, these stand-alone stories penned by seven authors of spanking fiction cover a broad spectrum of issues commonly encountered in loving DD relationships. Will the obstacles prove too difficult to overcome? Or will each couple emerge from vacation with their relationships revitalized and stronger than ever?

Look for Coming to Terms in May 2013!

Hungry for another spanking? Visit the authors listed below for more Saturday Spankings excerpts:

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

I've reached 50K blog views! A big THANK YOU and a CONTEST!

I haven't checked my blog stats in a few days, so I decided I'd better log in this morning to see what's what. And guess what? My little ol' blog finally surpassed the 50K view mark. Not bad considering my blog is only about a year and half old.

Most of my hits come from being listed on Chross and My Bottom Smarts. So a big thanks to Chross and Bonnie!

Of course I also get hits from other bloggers that include me on their blogroll. I think most of the blogs on my blogroll to the right also include me on their another big thank you to all those lovely authors and bloggers. :)

Let's not forget the searches! I love to look at the search words that that land people on my blog. The top searches are Sue Lyndon (this one gives me warm fuzzies), spanking scenes, romantic spanking, anal spanking stories, maintenance spanking, and spanking stories. Hmmmm...I'm sensing a theme here. Not sure but I might spend a lot of time talking about spanking!

I want to thank everyone who has visited my blog, included me on your blogroll, retweeted my posts, or shared my posts in some other way. THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! celebration of reaching the 50K mark, I'm doing a contest! I'm sending 5 random commenters a Kindle gift copy of any ebook from my backlist. To participate, please leave a comment (include your email address if I don't already have it) before midnight EST on 2/26. I'll announce the winners a week from today (2/27).



Friday, February 15, 2013

Saturday Spankings: An excerpt from Shana's Guardian #SatSpanks

It's time for Saturday Spankings! To learn more about the Saturday Spankings blog hop, go here.

 Today I'm sharing a snippet from my last release of 2012 - Shana's Guardian.

“Now, tell Uncle Daman what happens to bad little girls who don’t listen to instructions?” His hand traveled down to her thigh and squeezed hard.

“They get punished,” she answered.

“That’s right. Bad little girls who don’t listen get punished. Why are you about to be punished, Shana?” His roaming hand probed her dripping wet pussy lips and he spread her moisture around, knowing this damning evidence of arousal humiliated her immensely. When she took too long to answer, he smacked her bottom soundly.

Shana's Guardian blurb:

Shana's twenty-fourth birthday hovers on the horizon like a death sentence. She's the oldest eligible woman in Jackson Settlement, and she dreads the day her guardian, Uncle Daman, announces her marriage.

Her feelings for her widowed uncle are complicated, especially because they aren't related by blood. Daman is a strict man who wields a mighty paddle, but Shana has grown to love him wholeheartedly in the years after her parents' death.

To her surprise, he proposes they get married. Of course, he's upfront with her about his expectations in a wife. If she marries him, she'll be subject to spankings and more intimate discipline when she misbehaves.

Will Shana accept his terms of marriage? Even worse, will the threats looming outside the settlement barriers doom their relationship before it has a chance to begin?

Shana's Guardian is available on Amazon US, Amazon UK, Amazon CA, Barnes and Noble, All Romance, and Blushing Books.

Be sure to visit all the authors listed below for more Saturday Spankings fun!

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Love Spanks Winners! Paddles and Kindles and Book Bundles, Oh My!

The Love Spanks Blog Hop was a blast! I enjoyed all the stories, excerpts, and the comments too. And now it's time to announce the winners!

Grand prize winners:

  • Love Spanks paddle, donated by Blondie's: Minelle
  • Book Bundle, donated by Stormy: SH (Sammie)
  • $15 Amazon Gift Certificate, donated by Stormy: Kelsey Summer
  • $40 Loose Id Gift certificate, donated by Cara and LI: Cat
  • Kindle Fire/Nook Color, donated by Blushing: His First Mate

  • Congrats Minelle, SH, Kelsey, Cat, and His First Mate! :)

    The winner of my individual contest (a $10 Amazon giftcard) is Sunnygirl! You'll be getting an email from me shortly:)

    Many of the authors who participated in Love Spanks are announcing their individual winners on their blogs today too, in case you'd like to check them out.

    Silly Valentine's Day cards...and a book anniversary.

    I just looked at the calendar and eek!  Can't believe it's February 14th tomorrow. I still feel like it's January. My husband and I don't do much for Valentine's Day anymore, but we usually exchange cards. I hate sentimental cards, so I always give him a funny one. In return, he always finds me the sappiest card he can find professing his undying love.

    This is the card I'm giving my husband this year:

    And here's the card I secretly wish he'd give me:
    Speaking of Valentine's's been a little over a year since the release of my bdsm romance Valentine Submission. I wonder what kind of cards Jack and Anne will exchange?
    Desperate for some peace and quiet after an ugly divorce, Anne escapes to the beach for an impromptu vacation. But instead of r&r, she finds unexpected passion in the arms of a longtime friend, Jack, who happens to be a widowed Dom. Anne is open to his lifestyle and asks him to teach her submission. But when she realizes she's lost her heart to him, things get complicated. Not only is she due back at her job in two weeks, but she fears competing with the memory of Jack's wife. Maybe it's not meant to be.

    Anne's sweet submissive nature brings the Dom in Jack to life, and he finds the first happiness he's known in a long time. He plans a special surprise for her in his playroom on Valentine's Day - only to discover she's left without saying goodbye. The chase is on. If Anne thought she could leave him that easily, she'd better think twice...

    Valentine Submission is available on Amazon US, Amazon UK, Amazon CA, Barnes and Noble, Smashwords, and Kobo. 
    Happy Valentine's Day!

    Friday, February 8, 2013

    Love Spanks Blog Hop...."Showing His Love"

    Welcome to Love Spanks 2013!  Would you like to win a Kindle Fire or Nook Color (donated by Blushing Books), a $40 gift certificate to Loose Id (donated by Loose Id and Cara Bristol), a $15 gift certificate to Amazon (donated by Stormy Night Publications), or a book bundle (donated by Stormy Night Publications)?

    For updates and the complete list of information, please see the main contest page.

    Here is a quick rundown of the rules:

    1. Visit each blog between Saturday, February 9th and Sunday, February 10th to read the posted stories and excerpts.
    2. Leave a comment answering the story question on each blog.  You will receive one entry per blog for the grand prize drawing.
    3. If you have visited all the blogs, visit Anastasia Vitsky’s blog to sign up for FIVE bonus entries to the grand prize.
      Deadline is midnight EST (UTC -5) on February 10th!!
    4. If you successfully completed the Spank or Treat challenge and were notified by Ana, you may add “VIP” to your comments.  You will earn THREE bonus entries toward the grand prize.  (Yes, we will be doing this again.  Yes, if you successfully complete the Love Spanks challenge you can become a VIP for our next activity!)
    5. Visit any of the participating blogs on Valentine’s Day to find out the lucky winners.  Will it be you?


    As an extra treat, all Love Spankers are eligible for free books!  (Donated by Lazy Day Publishing)

    • Of Yesterday by Alta Hensley
    • To Love a Woman by Jade Cary
    • Rules of War by Sue Lyndon
    • Casting by Liz Borino
    • Deep in the Heat of Texas by Amy le Blanc, Melissa Ecker, and Alta Hensley

    ***The following short story "Showing His Love" features Alex and Tammy from "Bad Kitty", the story I wrote for Spank Or Treat. Also...I’m giving away a $10 Amazon giftcard to one random commenter. Just leave a comment with your email address and be sure to answer the underlined story question I ask below.***

    Showing His Love
    by Sue Lyndon
    “All right, ladies! It’s time to cut the cake.”
    Finally. Tammy sighed in relief. Cake was always served last at these things. After cake, she could make a polite getaway. She glanced across the banquet hall at her sister-in-law, Marie, who was surrounded by her closest friends, holding her bulging tummy as she chatted about baby names and what kind of disposable diaper service she’d be using. Not knowing a single soul, aside from Marie – who treated her with fake kindness – Tammy felt awkward and missed Alex terribly.
    None of her family members, including her mother, had been able to make it. The invitations – or unvitations, as Tammy jokingly called them – had arrived a mere week before the baby shower. In her stubbornness, Tammy booked a flight and hotel at the last minute, just to stick it to Marie. Now she second guessed her genius plan of retribution. After all, was it worth it to make herself so miserable? Probably not.
    Buzz. Her purse vibrated. Tammy searched for her cell phone. It was a text from Alex.
    How’s it going?
    She glanced around to make sure no one was paying her any attention before typing her reply. Kill me now.
    That bad?
    Terrible. Marie’s friends are just as fake as she is. I still can’t believe my brother married her. All she cares about is a fancy address and designer baby clothes.
    Well, I figured you’d be upset right about now. I have a surprise, kitten.
    I hopped a flight and I’m waiting in the hotel lobby right now.
    Tammy looked up from her phone as a huge piece of red velvet cake was shoved in her face. “Uh, sure, thanks.” She accepted the dessert and casually placed her phone down. Her heart contracted with delight. Alex was in the hotel, right outside in the lobby waiting for her.
    Her eyes fell to the illuminated screen as she took a bite of cake. I brought the paddle.
    The cake caught in her throat, and she reached for her cup of party punch. A few curious eyes traveled her way, including Marie’s.
    “You all right, Tammy?” her sister-in-law called from across the room. She flashed a dazzling smile, revealing perfect white teeth.
    Groaning inwardly, Tammy forced a smile and waved a hand dismissively in the air. “Oh, yeah. I’m good. The cake’s a little dry, that’s all.” The shock on Marie’s face was priceless. Tammy’s spirits brightened and she sat the cake on the table. Now was the time to leave – when she had the upper hand. After texting Alex a quick I’m on my way, she said goodbye to Marie and exited the banquet room.
    Her heels clicked in the hallway as she approached the lobby. Butterflies flitted about in her tummy.
    The paddle. He’d brought the paddle.
    She knew she wasn’t in trouble for anything, and she loved the light sting of the implement during a playful spanking. In fact, she’d been on her best behavior for months and hadn’t earned a punishment spanking since Halloween. The paddle was a new purchase and had only been used for fun.
    So far.
    The sight of Alex in a pair of faded jeans and a snug t-shirt that hugged his muscles took her breath away. Much better than red velvet cake. Her pulse raced as she glanced at his shoulder bag, knowing what it contained.
    “You look beautiful.” His dark eyes swept over her body, and she was secretly happy she’d gone shopping at a nearby boutique for a sexy new dress after arriving on the early flight yesterday.
    “I can’t believe you’re here!” Standing on her tiptoes, she pressed a kiss to his warm, inviting lips. His stubble grazed her cheek.
    “I have some rules you need to hear before we go up to the room.” One dark eyebrow lifted.
    She gulped. “Rules?”
    “Yes. Rules. I don’t want to hear any complaining about Marie or her friends once we get up in the room. I told you coming to the shower was a bad idea. The two of you have never gotten along, and it was catty of you to insist on coming, Tammy.”
    She bristled. “It was even more catty of her to invite me and my mother at the last minute. I know it was done on purpose, even though her BFF supposedly planned the thing.”
    His eyebrow rose higher. “We’ve already had this argument, kitten.”
    “You’re right. I’ll try to stop talking about it.” She grinned and batted her eyelashes, leaning into his chest as he placed a kiss to her forehead. Through his jeans, his erection pressed against her center. She tingled all over in anticipation of his private touch.
    “That’s a good girl,” he said. “Give me your keycard.”
    Tammy dug through her purse and handed it to him. They took the elevator to the ninth floor. Disappointment coursed through her when a little old lady entered behind them, preventing any naughty elevator shenanigans. Grr. Maybe next time. Alex must’ve read her thoughts, because he squeezed her ass each time the old lady glanced away. She quietly slapped his arm and covered her mouth to hold in the laughter.
    They exited the elevator, moving past the old lady, and hurried into the hallway. Tammy couldn’t wait to get Alex alone. After hopping a plane to surprise her like this, he deserved one hell of a blowjob.
    Once inside the room, she tossed her purse on the floor and kicked off her heels. Alex grabbed her from behind, trailing hot kisses down the side of her neck, rubbing his bulge against her bottom. Her pussy quivered and she moaned delicately, lost in the moment as he began groping her breasts. One hand slipped up the front of her dress, caressing her inner thigh.
    “Mmm,” she murmured. “I’ve missed you.”
    “I’ve missed you too, kitten. It’s too bad you have a punishment coming.”
    “A what?”
    “You heard me. You promised me you had good intentions for coming to this baby shower, but the phone and text conversations we’ve had since you arrived in Memphis indicate otherwise.”
    Tammy stiffened. Her stomach flipped when she remembered the paddle. Anger flared briefly in her chest when she thought of how Alex had enticed her upstairs. If she’d known she had a punishment coming, she would have been the last guest to leave the party. Hell, she would’ve lingered to help the hotel staff clean up. “You’re joking, right?”
    “No joke. You should’ve taken the higher road and skipped the shower. It would’ve saved you all this misery. I know Marie is always trying to pick fights with you, but I expect more from you, Tammy. You’re better than that.”
    Her mouth opened and closed, and she decided it best to not respond. Once Alex made up his mind, there was no changing it. His firm voice filled her with curious dread. How would the paddle feel during a punishment? Her mouth felt dry when she tried to swallow past the growing lump in her throat.
    “But we’re in a hotel, Alex. What if someone hears?”
    “The rooms on either side of us are unoccupied. I asked the lady at the desk. Told her I was thinking of getting a room next to you.”
    “But what if I scream?”
    He turned her to face him, and his dark, serious eyes bored into her soul, stealing her breath away. Forbidding didn’t begin to describe his countenance. “You’re only getting ten with the paddle, Tammy. It’ll be quick and you can scream into a pillow if you need to.” Without waiting for a response, he guided her to the bed, urging her to bend over.
    The soft comforter brushed against Tammy’s cheek, but it was soon replaced by a pillow. She buried her face, fearing the whole hotel would hear the ordeal if she didn’t take this precaution. The paddle stung enough during play, and Alex didn’t use even half his strength then. She heard him shuffling about the room, and the telltale sound of a shoulder bag being unzipped. A few seconds later, his hands roved over her bottom, cupping her cheeks through her dress before pulling the material up to gather at her waist. Her panties came next, yanked down to her trembling knees.
    “Tell me why you’re getting this spanking, Tammy.” His tone was all business.
    She took a slow, calming breath. “Because I came here for a bad reason. I know I shouldn’t let Marie get to me the way she does, and I know I shouldn’t sink to her level. I’m sorry.” Saying it out loud felt nice, even if she had a paddling coming.
    “I came here because I love you, kitten. And that’s exactly why you’re getting this spanking.”
    Crack! The first blow caught her left cheek. The air flew out of her lungs. Clutching the pillow, she moaned deep in her throat, and screamed with the next smack. Good God, it hurt. The pain seared her flesh, stinging deep and all over. Each crack of the paddle covered a lot of surface. And to think she was the one who suggested buying it. Not her smartest moment.
    The final blows came fast, and she tried her best to keep silent, hoping the pillow muffled her protests. When Alex’s hand rubbed her lower back, she knew it was over. Filled with relief, she sagged over the bed. She had survived. And now she had a healthy respect for the wooden implement that now rested on the bed. She turned farther around, until Alex gathered her on his lap, stroking her hair and kissing her forehead. As always, she melted into his affections, resting her ear near his heart to listen to its steady, reassuring beat.
    “I’m sorry.”
    “I know. It’s all forgiven now.”
    After a moment, she recalled his words from earlier and laughed lightly into his chest. “So, this is how you show your love, huh? By flying all the way to Memphis to blister my poor bottom?”
    The sound of his chuckle vibrated through her, reassuring her that he was in good spirits – even after a long flight and having to deal with her misbehavior. “It’s one way, kitten.” He pushed her down on the bed, straddling her as his hardness pressed against her center. “But not the only way.”

    The End 

    ***I’m giving away a $10 Amazon giftcard to one random commenter on my blog. Just leave a comment answering the following question:  What do you think Alex would’ve told the TSA agents if they discovered the paddle in his carry-on bag?  BE SURE TO LEAVE YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS!***

    Participating Authors:

    For updates and the complete list of information, please see the main contest page.