Thursday, 28 April 2016
Thursday, 14 April 2016
Tuesday, 12 April 2016
Just to let you know I have been offline for quite a few days because I am doing something special with the original Daddy's Rules. It is top secret. A lot of important people are interested in the story but it is top secret for now. So as they say, please bear with . . .
In the meantime the steamy next episode in the new series will be out within a couple of days. Watch this space!
Wednesday, 6 April 2016
Tuesday, 5 April 2016
All of my Erotic novels including full length versions and my thrillers are all now only $0.99 on Amazon!
I am also doing a FREE Promotion for Arabella's Secret Erotic Diary for the four days starting tomorrow! I will post the link tomorrow.
Remember you can read excerpts from all of my novels on this blog.
Monday, 4 April 2016
Ever wondered where I get my inspiration to my write sexy novels? Or where Daddy's Rules came from? Then read my Arabella's Secret Erotic Diary and find out about the loving Dominant who rules my world. Check out an excerpt below. Available for $0.99 and on Kindle Unlimited.
Arabella's Secret Erotic Diary
Once out of their sight I crossed the marble hallway and went down the stairs to the bar hoping I wouldn’t be seen especially by the phantom lover. There were only a few people in the main hotel bar. I picked a secluded spot and sat down. A waiter immediately attended me and I quickly ordered a French 75 cocktail made up of champagne, sugar syrup, fresh lemon and gin. My favourite. Then I envisaged myself tucked up in bed with the TV on until I fell asleep watching a downloaded episode of Red Dwarf, my usual habit when I was feeling lonely and wanted to cheer myself up with a good laugh. But as I took my first sip of the drink and looked up at the man striding purposefully in to the bar I knew my plans were about to dramatically change.
I gasped when I saw him. I just knew it was him even though I hadn’t seen his face. My eyes lowered to his wrist searching for confirmation. The Rolex was there and he wore the same silver cufflinks. I took another breath when his eyes rested on me. I had never seen a man like him in my life. He was tall, with a lean athletically muscled physique that made his tuxedo fit to perfection. My dominant lover was younger than me at thirty- six I guessed. He had shiny raven hair cut full and straight at the neck with a soft curl running through it. My hands itched to stroke it to feel its softness. His black eyes burned possessively through me, narrowing lightly no doubt at my indiscretion of not returning straight to my room as he had ordered. In short he was the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on. So it begged the question in my mind, what the hell did he see in a small woman with more curves than I was happy with like me? He should have had someone tall and elegant on his arm.
He didn’t wait to be asked to sit down on the chair across the table from the small booth seat in which I sat. He just did. I took a large gulp of my drink getting the feeling I was about to be told off. I prickled wondering who the hell he thought he was telling me what to do until I reminded myself I had given him permission to lord it over me and how much I had liked it.
“What are you doing here? I told you to go to bed,” he asked in a soft dark voice that rolled over me like a seductive caress.
“I decided not to,” I said defiantly ready to defend my position feeling strangely like a naughty little girl.
“Put down your drink and stand up,” he said it evenly, calmly. There was no trace of anger at my assertion. “We are leaving.”
I opened my mouth to say no but the tilt of his handsome face to the side and the narrowing of his eyes made me think better and to my surprise, moisten between my thighs. I closed my mouth and shuffled uneasily on the sage green leather seat to fight the ache beginning to pulse inside my vagina disturbed he could have such an effect on me. Then I noticed the soft curl of his sexy mouth in to a brief smile. He knew. He knew the effect he was having and was enjoying the power he held over me. I narrowed my eyes back and his smile returned. I wasn’t going anywhere. I folded my arms then reached for my glass again to take another sip glaring at him like a naughty school girl.
“Perhaps you would like me to drag you out of here instead?” he questioned.
Friday, 1 April 2016
Tamed By The Spy: Interrogation is the first part of a revamp of a thriller I wrote a while ago and it is my first foray in to Interrogation Erotica. It was a lot of fun to write and of course it contains strong elements of BDSM Romance, Spanking Romance, Submission Romance, Enema and Anal Play as well as some nail biting action adventure. Available for $0.99 for a limited time and on Kindle Unlimited.
Check out the blurb and a small excerpt below. I hope you enjoy it. Happy Reading!
Tamed By The Spy: Interrogation Blurb
Dylan Blake is an English spy and Dominant working for Interpol’s new secret spy & military organization Interdefense set up to protect Europe and the world from criminal activity and terrorism.
After he has interrogated a submissive reluctant to give him the information he needs to foil a murder plot with a sound spanking and an enema, he is charged with the rescue and protection of a beautiful English journalist in Venice.
Antonia King spent time undercover in a Refugee camp in Italy where she discovered girls were being kidnapped by the Mafia with the help of the Camp Manager to be sold in to the sex slave trade. Believing there is a conspiracy to abduct girls from Refugee camps throughout Europe, Antonia is determined to bring the criminals to justice.
The son of a billionaire and super spy is equally determined to show the stubborn reckless woman she can not put her own safety at risk and do it alone even if it means placing her over his knee at regular intervals for a bare bottom spanking to prove he is now in charge.
Will Antonia submit to Dylan’s mastery and love over his knee? Or will he need to employ more persuasive methods than spanking to ensure her obedience as they fight to stop the abductions?
Publisher’s Note: This novel contains, BDSM Romance, Interrogation Erotica, Spanking Romance, Anal Play, Enema, Spreader Bar, Bondage & more. If this material offends you, please do not buy this book.
Dylan Blake rested his large manicured male palm on the girl’s bottom and stroked it almost lovingly. He peered in to her small anal hole trying to judge its size for the object he was to insert. The girl had proved difficult to interrogate stubbornly refusing to tell him of her boyfriend’s whereabouts and where planned to kill the Government Minister. An environmental activist who was prepared to kill rather than achieve his objectives in a peaceful manner and the luck of the devil in avoiding the authorities, Dylan believed the only way to find Jonas was through his girlfriend and he’d picked her up that afternoon.
She’d proved a handful and resisted arrest. He’d tackled her to the floor of the kitchen after she’d thrown several pots and pans at him and dragged her hands behind her back. That was when she turned and bit his wrist. Grimacing with blood staining his white cuff he decided to show her he meant business. Pulling her up off the floor with one hand holding her wrists together behind her back and the other tugging her long dark ponytail, he had raised her from the kitchen floor and slammed her front ways against the wall. Making sure her pretty face didn’t smack the wall he pulled harder on the ponytail until her head stretched uncomfortably back.
“Where is he?” Dylan demanded pulling her hair hard.
“I am not telling you anything?” she screamed at him.
He couldn’t help but laugh.
“Oh, you will by the time I am finished with you.”
He glanced down at the blood seeping from his wound staining his cuff with a frown. The shirt was ruined.
The girl was wearing a short dress and as he thought of his ruined shirt and the throbbing pain coming from his wrist he ached to spank her backside. The quick flash of her white thong as he slammed her against the wall again exposing her partially bare bottom was too inviting not to smack. To calm her he let go of her hair and lifted the cotton strappy white summer dress to her waist and bunched it there. She squealed and fought but his lean athletic frame was far too strong for her to fight. With lightening speed he moved his fingers down inside the top of her thong, just above the covered crease between her buttocks and in one motion pulled it down over her bottom.
Two juicy plump pale globes bounced free from the restraining hold the thong had placed around it. Admiring their pertness, the spy pulled the thong down over her thighs snapping the delicate straps at the side until the flimsy material came away in his hands. He tossed it to the floor and cupped the side of her rump.