Review: Darker

Loving this review of Darker by Devi Ansevi

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If you haven’t already, you should dash over to my review of Darkening, the first book in Ashe Barker’s trilogy. Go ahead, I’ll wait. Clicking the link opens a new window, so you won’t lose your place here.

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Finished? Wonderful, welcome back!

Now, let’s talk about Darker, the second book in the trilogy.  Holy freaking balls of painful ass-whipping fire, Batman. I loved it.

Shall we deconstruct the why with my favorite form of how-do-I-love-thee? Yes, lets.

Get ready to turn on the air con. Ms. Barker ratcheted up the heat factor in Darker. We’ve got caning, spanking, bondage, sex toys, masturbation, blow jobs, bondage, anal play, bondage, and anal sex.  Oh, and did I mention bondage? Even with Nathan’s version of “just gentle sex,” there’s bondage. And *this*reader couldn’t get enough.

The first book ended on a cliff hanger. If you haven’t read it…

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#WIPItUp – To Have A Highwayman

Welcome to my blog, and to my first  WIP It Up Wednesday snippet for 2016. In case you wandered in here by accident, this is the blog hop where authors share excerpts from their works in progress. Please feel free to comment – we’re needy types and we love feedback, and it’s great to know if we’re on the right track.

This week I thought I’d share another snippet from To Have A Highwayman. That title might yet change, but at least now the story is finished.

It features Gray, a highwayman who makes a decent living out of relieving wealthy travelers of their valuables. Nothing much surprises this cynical bandit, but when he holds up a coach on a lonely road the last thing he expects to find is a woman fighting for her life inside the carriage. Will he intervene, or just help himself to anything of value and leave her to her fate?

Here’s the snippet, which picks up where I left off last week. No editing yet, so please be gentle.

“You, there is rope attached to my saddle. Bring it here and tie this one to the wheel. Do it quick, else I may change my mind and decide to lodge a lump of lead between your ribs after all.”

I am unable to see anything from within the coach, and I do not dare venture out. I listen as the coachman scurries to do the highwayman’s bidding, and Sidney unleashes a string of curses. The tirade comes to an abrupt end with the cocking of the pistol once more.

“You are beginning to grate sorely upon my nerves. I suggest you turn your attention to emptying your pockets, sir.”

“You robbing bastard. I will not. You shall hang for this, you mark my words.” Belligerent to the end, Sidney seems intent on self-destruction.

“I shall mark your more than ample jowls with a noose of my own if you do not do as I say. I’ll be having your valuables in this bag, if you please. It is of no concern to me whether that occurs whilst you are alive, or dead.”

“I have no valuables with me, no money. Nothing of worth.”

I know that to be untrue, he had intended to bribe the vicar who would marry us so must have about him at least the wherewithal for that. I leave it to the robber to ascertain the facts of the matter.

“Then you will have no objection if our friend here goes through your pockets on my behalf. Will you?”

“If you value your hide you shall not lay a hand on me, you blackguard.”

“Ah, now there we have a difference of opinion, fine sir. And since it is I who hold the pistol and you who snivel on the ground like the coward you appear to be, I have little doubt how this dispute of ours will end.”

“You can take her.”

“I beg your pardon?”

“My wife, the slut in the carriage. Have her if you like. She should fetch a bob or two in a tavern I should wager.”

“Ah, you mean the lady you were seeking to batter to death just moments ago? She is your wife, then?”

“Aye, more or less. Allow me to leave here unmolested and she is yours to do with as you wish. That is a fair bargain, is it not?”

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2015 in review

Mmm, that’s helpful. The WordPress.com stats guys prepared a 2015 annual report for my blog. It appears I had over 24,000 views over the course of the year, enough to fill the Sydney Opera house nine times. Not bad. And I can’t even sing.

 

 

If you were one of my visitors in 2015, thank you so much for dropping in. I hope you found something you liked, and I hope to see you again in 2016

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#WIPItUp – Stand and Deliver!

Happy New Year! I hope everyone is having a fabulous festive season so far, and that 2016 brings all we might hope for. And of course, welcome to my blog, and to the final crop of  WIP It Up Wednesday snippets for 2015.

In case you wandered in here by accident, this is the blog hop where authors share excerpts from their works in progress. Please feel free to comment – we’re needy types and we love feedback, and it’s great to know if we’re on the right track.

My snippet for this week comes from my current WIP, a story as yet untitled but almost finished which features an 18th century-style bad lad. Gray is a highwayman who thinks nothing of relieving wealthy travelers of their valuables. His occupation is somewhat unpredictable, but when he holds up a coach on a lonely road and orders the occupants to stand and deliver, he is astonished to find a woman fighting for her life inside the carriage. Gray is no knight on a white charger, far from it, so when she begs him to help her what will he demand in return?

Here’s the snippet. No editing yet, so please be gentle.

“Sidney, the rats in your cellar are too good for you.”
I should have guarded my tongue. I realise that the moment after the words are out as he lets out a shriek of rage and pounces on me. I roll onto the floor, curling up into a ball in a vain attempt to evade his slaps, his kicks, his murderous punches. The blows rain down on my body as I bury my head under my arms, convinced he is finally going to kill me and wondering if perhaps that is preferable to the fate worse than death he had in mind.
Just as I am convinced matters could get no worse, they do.
“Stand and deliver.” The curt command rings out, sending dark terror into my already despairing soul. I cringe, dreading the harsh retort of a pistol, perhaps the scream of our coachman as he tumbles from his perch.
Instead, the carriage lumbers to a halt. Sidney, amazingly, seems oblivious to the turn of events. He continues to punch me, cursing my very existence as he lays in with boots and fists. I manage to scramble partly under the seat and thus gain some measure of protection. Sidney is intent on dragging me back out, presumably in order to continue his beating. He kneels on the floor, and yet again wraps my hair around his fist and yanks it hard. I let out a scream but am powerless to avoid being dragged back within his reach.
The click of a pistol being cocked penetrates Sidney’s red mist of pure rage. The sound is not loud, but somehow reverberates around the enclosed space of the carriage. My step-brother loosens his grip on my hair and scramble the few inches I am able to cower in the coroner of the coach, expecting every breath I draw to be my last.
“You appear not to have heard me. I said, get out of the coach.” The soft highland brogue is an incongruous surprise, but it is a tone I know will brook no argument. I nod and reach for where I suspect the door handle might be.
“Not you, miss. You may remain where you are for now. You sir, out. Now!”
If I am to die, at least I may not do so in such close proximity to Sidney. I offer up thanks for that mercy as I gasp for air, willing the agony in my ribs to subside enough that I might at least regain my seat and some shred of dignity. Meanwhile our assailant has grabbed Sidney by the collar and hauled him from the coach. A loud thump follows his exit, and a muffled curse as he bounces the couple of feet to the ground, the highwayman not having deemed it needful to first position the small set of steps usually employed to avoid such mishaps.
I take a perverse pleasure in his discomfort and likely demise. Highway robbery and murder could not befall a more deserving character.

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Her Noble Lords – “…it is all about heat and intensity, the twist and tingle of pleasure”

Erotic medieval romance with a sting in the tale. Grab yours now, from Amazon

Here’s an excerpt…

“Open your eyes, my lady. Now.”

I shift, attempt to roll over. I am immobile, quite unable to move.

“Wake up, countess, unless you want to descend the outer wall unconscious. I assure you, it is of no consequence to us.”

What? Still half asleep I wriggle, attempt to open my mouth to question. There is pressure, tightening. I cannot breathe.

“Ah, I see we have your attention at last.” The pressure lifts, just a little. I gasp in a welcome breath as I open my eyes.

Blond hair fills my vision, the colour of corn in sunshine. Rich brown eyes, a wide, full mouth, one side lifted in a parody of a smile. It is a mouth I have not seen for over a decade. The chamber is too dimly lit for me to discern the long, curling eyelashes, or the dimple I know still adorns the earl of Egremont’s firm chin.

“I see you recognise me.” He lifts his eyebrow, relaxing his grip on my jaw just enough to allow me to offer a brief nod. His palm remains across my mouth though and I cannot make a sound.

“Then you will know why we are here?”

We? I dart my gaze around the dark chamber, seeking the other, the one who is always close at hand. He emerges from the shadows of the room, a bundle of my mistress’ clothing in his arms. The same blond hair, eyes the exact shade of dark mahogany he shares with his older brother.

The St. John brothers. Ralf, now earl of Egremont holds me pinned in the bed, his hand across my mouth, the other arm across my chest preventing me from moving. Behind him, Sir Piers tosses the clothing across the coverlet.

“We need to move. Is she coming quietly?” Piers murmurs the words to his brother but they are no less menacing than if he had bellowed them at me. I have always hated shouting but the low tone terrifies me every bit as much.

The earl leans over me again, tightening his grip. I cannot breathe.

“My lady, we have business to conduct, you and I. You do know this, don’t you?” Again he relaxes his hold, enough to restore my meagre supply of air and enable me to nod my response.

“But not here. You are leaving with us. Now.”

And, from the back cover…

After eighteen-year-old Linnet Routh is kidnapped from her home in Wellesworth castle by Ralf, the powerful, handsome Earl of Egremont, and his identical twin brother Piers, it quickly becomes clear to her that the seasoned warriors have mistaken her for someone else. Convinced that she is Lady Eleanor, a noblewoman who was promised in marriage to Ralf yet has refused to wed him, the brothers bring Linnet to a church with plans to compel her to speak her vows.

Linnet attempts to steal a horse from Piers and make her escape, but when she is caught her efforts end up earning her a thorough, humiliating bare-bottom spanking. Though terribly embarrassed by the manner of her chastisement, she cannot help becoming helplessly—and shamefully—aroused by the punishment.

When the brothers recognize the truth of Linnet’s claims at last, she expects to be cast aside as a mere commoner. To her surprise, however, they instead offer to make her their shared bride, and despite her misgivings about the idea Linnet agrees to the union. As they each take their turn to claim her, the pleasure of their dominant lovemaking leaves her yearning to be taken long and hard by both of them at once, and soon a passionate romance has grown between Linnet and her noble lords. But when tragedy strikes will it bring a permanent end to their newfound happiness?

Publisher’s Note: Her Noble Lords is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes including threesomes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Her Noble Lords – “…it is all about heat and intensity, the twist and tingle of pleasure”

Erotic medieval romance with a sting in the tale. Grab yours now, from Amazon

Here’s an X-rated excerpt…

Suddenly, without warning, the fingers are dragged from my channel, and the arm circling my waist and holding me immobile is gone. The fist tangled in my hair holds me in place and I remain still, waiting as the bed shifts again.

I let out a small cry as the lips of my quim are parted gently. Thumbs perhaps? I do not know. Something large, wide, and solid is at my entrance, pressing, demanding to be let in.

At the same time, the cock teasing my mouth surges forward. I open wide to accept, manage to suppress my gag reaction as it hits the back of my throat. I am breathing through my nose… just.

The pressure ramps up and my quim opens to admit the demanding intruder. Slowly, carefully, he inches forward until he reaches the flimsy obstruction blocking his way. He pauses, pulls back a little, then drives his cock deep, ripping the barrier as he does so. My cry of pain is lost, muffled by the cock filling my mouth. The rod filling my quim is fully seated and only now does he pause to let me adjust.

Long seconds roll by. Hands caress the curves of my bottom, then either side of my spine. The strokes are soothing, calming, intended to reassure me as both my quim and my mouth are filled, stretched, impossibly full. I concentrate on just breathing, slow and even as the discomfort subsides, then shifts, transforms to become something else, something demanding, hot, insistent. I squeeze my inner muscles, shift my hips a little.

The cock filling my quim eases back a little, then more, until it has almost entirely withdrawn. It drives deep again, the stroke long and steady and matched by the withdrawal of the cock in my mouth. As my channel is stuffed, my mouth empties. The rod in my mouth pushes deep again, right into my throat, as the shaft in my quim withdraws. They are working in tandem, alternating their thrusts, one filling me as the other withdraws.

I reach out my hand, clawing the air for something, anything to hang on to. I locate a hard, naked male thigh and wrap my fingers around it as best I can. A firm grip on my wrist dislodges my hold, only to turn my hand palm up and interlace fingers with mine. He is stroking my hair from my face, offering reassurance as he fucks my mouth.

I settle, the sensations in my sensitive channel rekindling as the trauma of penetration recedes into memory. Now it is all about heat and intensity, the twist and tingle of pleasure as my body reshapes and my senses realign. I roll my hips, my inner muscles convulsing. I am helpless, carried along as wave after wave of delight scorch through me. I drag my hand free in order to grip the shaft of the cock between my lips and pump it hard. I am sucking, wrapping my tongue around the head, swallowing the juices as their salty flavour fills my mouth.

And, from the back cover…

After eighteen-year-old Linnet Routh is kidnapped from her home in Wellesworth castle by Ralf, the powerful, handsome Earl of Egremont, and his identical twin brother Piers, it quickly becomes clear to her that the seasoned warriors have mistaken her for someone else. Convinced that she is Lady Eleanor, a noblewoman who was promised in marriage to Ralf yet has refused to wed him, the brothers bring Linnet to a church with plans to compel her to speak her vows.

Linnet attempts to steal a horse from Piers and make her escape, but when she is caught her efforts end up earning her a thorough, humiliating bare-bottom spanking. Though terribly embarrassed by the manner of her chastisement, she cannot help becoming helplessly—and shamefully—aroused by the punishment.

When the brothers recognize the truth of Linnet’s claims at last, she expects to be cast aside as a mere commoner. To her surprise, however, they instead offer to make her their shared bride, and despite her misgivings about the idea Linnet agrees to the union. As they each take their turn to claim her, the pleasure of their dominant lovemaking leaves her yearning to be taken long and hard by both of them at once, and soon a passionate romance has grown between Linnet and her noble lords. But when tragedy strikes will it bring a permanent end to their newfound happiness?

Publisher’s Note: Her Noble Lords is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes including threesomes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Out Now! Brit Boys : With Toys

Brit Boys: With Toys 

Now on general release, Brit Boys: With Toys, a collection of 8 M/M novellas written by 8 top British M/M authors. This smokin’ hot box set is waiting for you NOW on Amazon, 422 pages of unforgettable M/M erotic romance that will leave your eReader, and you, burning up.

With stories by

Ashe Barker

MK Elliott

Lucy Felthouse

KD Grace

Lily Harlem

Ashley Lister

Sarah Masters

Tabitha Rayne

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From coast to coast and city to country Brit boys enjoy playing with each other and their toys. Not any old toys, though; guitars, rope, plugs and Moleskine journals all prove to be enormous fun. Throw in a shop that’s wall to wall with kinky ideas, a journalist on the lookout for the next big thing, and Dominants who insist on obedience and there’s sure to be something to cater for everyone’s taste.

Whether it’s a quickie or a slow indulgence, Brit boys know how to hit the spot and they aim to please every time. So take a ride, fly high, come enjoy these sexy boys and their toys.

 

Brit Boys: With Toys is an anthology of M/M stories written by British authors, featuring British characters in British locations. Here’s the low-down on what to expect …

Hard Riders by Ashe Barker

If there’s one thing Liam loves more than a scorching hot lust-on-wheels superbike, it’s the gorgeous sexy guy who owns such a dream machine. When Jackson finds him all but drooling over his tyres and offers him a ride Liam takes no persuading at all. Soon they discover that their mutual fascination with boys’ toys is not limited to the two-wheeled variety, so it’s just as well that Jackson owns his own sex shop and Liam’s job leaves plenty of scope for dressing up.

But real life is much more than just a few kinky games, and has an unfortunate habit of getting in the way.

All Roped Up by M K Elliott

When Alex Fraser interviews Conner ‘Big-Mac’ McCaughey, the champion of London’s bare-knuckle boxing scene, he has more than just the fighter in his sights. Hoping to expose the fight club’s illegal dealings, Alex will stop at nothing to get the story, including doing whatever Conner asks.

The moment Conner sees Alex Fraser, all he can think about is what the young reporter will look like bound. Shibari—the ancient art of rope bondage—is the fighter’s passion, and he can’t think of anyone else he’d like to practise on more.

But Alex’s quest to expose the truth could land them both in serious danger…

Doctor’s Orders by Lucy Felthouse

Hospital porter Aaron Miller isn’t expecting a very exciting birthday. He and his doctor boyfriend, Blake Colville, are working opposite shifts, leaving Aaron to go home to an empty house and the prospect of another shift the following day. Just as he’s leaving work, however, an unexpected sexy encounter in a supply cupboard leaves him feeling in a much more celebratory mood. And an impending dirty weekend away with Blake just puts the icing on the non-existent cake. But who needs cake when you’re dating a dominant doctor?

Toys for Boys by K D Grace 

Alpha Nerd, Will Charles teams up with Caridoc ‘Doc’ Jones in a coast to coast walk across England reviewing outdoor gift suggestions for the Christmas edition of Toys for Boys—an online magazine dedicated to the latest gadgets to tickle a man’s fancy. Will is recording their adventures with the latest smart phone technology. Doc is reviewing the latest outdoor gear. The two quickly discover the great outdoors provides even better toys for boys, toys best shared al fresco, toys that, in spite of Will’s great camera work, will never be reviewed in Toys for Boys.

Mile High Kink Club by Lily Harlem

Rhodri’s looking for love, but not ordinary love. He needs a man who’ll bend to his will, submit to his desires and obey his every command–including chastity.

So when Gay Hook Ups finds his perfect partner it’s well worth a trip to London. What he doesn’t bet on is his fragile-looking match being a sharp and successful entrepreneur. So when things between them soar, will he unlock the passion, free his desire and will they reach the dizzying heights of ecstasy together? It all depends on whether Darius is prepared to be caged in order to be set free.

Open Mike by Ashley Lister

Ken finds Mike reading poetry in a bar. Mike is confident and clever and seems capable of teaching Ken everything he needs to know about poetry. And, when Ken asks for his guidance, Mike gladly offers to share his expertise. Consequently, when Mike offers to share more than his expertise in poetry, Ken discovers there are a lot more things he wants to learn from him.

I Get You by Sarah Masters 

Morton is Warren’s boss, and they fancy each other like crazy. Except neither of them has the courage to say so, until Warren blurts out an inkling of his feelings. Morton is stunned by Warren’s offer for them to go away together, but not half as stunned as Warren when Morton accepts. Both of them are pretending to be someone they’re not. And both of them soon realise that being yourself is the best bet.

The Guitar by Tabitha Rayne

When shy, awkward Kel plays guitar, it’s the only time he feels at home in his own skin. On stage he can hide in plain sight behind his band and the music. It turns him on to play and he can’t help rubbing up against his guitar. Kel is enraptured by a guy he sees every night in the audience and is shocked when this gorgeous guy seems to notice him. So full of his own self-loathing, Kel just can’t accept that someone as perfect as Damien wants to be with him. Will his insecurities put their happiness in jeopardy?

 

 

 

 

 

#ScintillatingSunday – a spanking from Her Noble Lords

Welcome to my blog, and to Scintillating Sunday, brought to us each week by the Mile High Muses. This weekend I thought I’d share a snippet from my recent release, Her Noble Lords. It’s a medieval erotic menage, with a bit of a twist in the HEA.

Here’s what to expect from the story:

After eighteen-year-old Linnet Routh is kidnapped from her home in Wellesworth castle by Ralf, the powerful, handsome Earl of Egremont, and his identical twin brother Piers, it quickly becomes clear to her that the seasoned warriors have mistaken her for someone else. Convinced that she is Lady Eleanor, a noblewoman who was promised in marriage to Ralf yet has refused to wed him, the brothers bring Linnet to a church with plans to compel her to speak her vows.

Linnet attempts to steal a horse from Piers and make her escape, but when she is caught her efforts end up earning her a thorough, humiliating bare-bottom spanking. Though terribly embarrassed by the manner of her chastisement, she cannot help becoming helplessly—and shamefully—aroused by the punishment.

When the brothers recognize the truth of Linnet’s claims at last, she expects to be cast aside as a mere commoner. To her surprise, however, they instead offer to make her their shared bride, and despite her misgivings about the idea Linnet agrees to the union. As they each take their turn to claim her, the pleasure of their dominant lovemaking leaves her yearning to be taken long and hard by both of them at once, and soon a passionate romance has grown between Linnet and her noble lords. But when tragedy strikes will it bring a permanent end to their newfound happiness?

Publisher’s Note: Her Noble Lords is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes including threesomes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Right, on with the business. The aim of this blog hop is to scintillate, and I thought these eight paragraphs might just manage to do that.

Piers turns and seats himself on a fallen tree trunk, his long legs stretched out before him. He hauls me down from his shoulder and unceremoniously dumps me across his lap. I kick, only to have him lay one leg over both of mine to hold me still. I attempt to reach back, to claw at him, all the while screeching my protests at the indignity he is subjecting me to. Piers takes both my wrists in one of his hands and secures them in the small of my back. “Be still, my lady. The more you struggle and fight me, the more this will hurt.”

“Let me go, you vicious bully. You have no right. Only my husband—”

“My brother may well have his own issues to settle with you. This is for my horse.”

“I didn’t steal it. I was only—”

“Did you have my permission to take Julius?” His tone is hard, implacable. Worse, he has seized the hem of my gown and is drawing the fabric up my legs. Surely he cannot mean to bare my bottom for this! He can and does. The cool whisper of a light breeze flutters over my naked buttocks as he bundles the fabric of my clothing up over my hands, still held firm at my back.

“How dare you, my lord! This is outrageous, my husband will—Aagh!”

My tirade is cut off by the hard slap across my left buttock. Stunned, I lie where he has put me, my head down, my unbound hair brushing the ground. I am silent, unable to quite comprehend what is happening to me. My silence is shattered by the next spank, even harder, in the centre of my right cheek. I scream and buck as I try to get free. My desperate struggles come to naught as he tightens his grip, pulling me hard up against his body. I am yet more mortified by the insistent and unmistakable nudge of his erection against my hip, occasioned I don’t doubt by his perfect view of my bared bottom.

And more. In this most unladylike pose he has but to lean to his left in order to see a great deal more of me. Humiliated beyond measure, I fight my mounting panic, press my legs together, and will myself to remain still, to endure. I can do no other, for he has completely overpowered me.

I hope you enjoyed this snippet from Her Noble Lords. If you like to read my brand of smut and want to keep up with news of my new releases, giveaways, promotions, etc and haven’t signed up for my newsletter yet, please consider doing that. No Spam. Ever. Check out the last few issues here

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#SedStuds – Brit Boys : With Toys

Welcome to my blog, and to the Seductive Studs blog hop. I wanted to hop on over this weekend to share a snippet from Hard Riders, my story in Brit Boys : With Toys –  a sizzling MM boxed set due out on 22 December.

Here’s the snippet…

Liam continued to suck on Jackson’s cock and Jackson wondered if he’d somehow managed to collapse and die on the way home. Maybe this was heaven. That thought crystallised as Liam returned his hands to Jackson’s arse, this time kneading the naked flesh there. He parted his buttocks and trailed his fingers down the crack until he found the puckered hole, waiting for him. Jackson had some vague recollection of having told Liam he was usually the top in any sexual encounter, but even if he remembered the conversation, that knowledge did not prevent Liam from inserting two fingers deep into his anus.

Jackson let out a long, low moan as Liam massaged his prostate. He was about to come, and hard.

“Shit! Liam, I…. Oh, Jesus!” His balls tightened, then he ejected a thick stream of viscous cum.

 

You can pre-order the boxed set now for just 99c/99p which is a cracking deal – you can’t get a Starbucks latte for that! Be sure to pre-order now, as the price will increase after release day.

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Here’s what to expect from Brit Boys : With Toys

From coast to coast and city to country Brit boys enjoy playing with each other and their toys. Not any old toys, though; guitars, rope, plugs and Moleskine journals all prove to be enormous fun. Throw in a shop that’s wall to wall with kinky ideas, a journalist on the lookout for the next big thing, and Dominants who insist on obedience and there’s sure to be something to cater for everyone’s taste.

Whether it’s a quickie or a slow indulgence, Brit boys know how to hit the spot and they aim to please every time. So take a ride, fly high, come enjoy these sexy boys and their toys.

Brit Boys: With Toys is an anthology of seven M/M stories written by British authors, featuring British characters in British locations.

And finally, don’t forget to drop in on the rest of the Seductive Studs authors sharing excerpts today. To find the list click here

#SaturdaySpanks – Showing off her spanked bottom

Hello, thank you for visiting my blog, welcome to another bottom-warming selection of Saturday Spankings. This is the blog hop where spanking authors share snippets from something hot and sizzly to spice up the weekend. Make sure you check out the other authors playing this weekend – scroll down to find the link.

I’m sharing a few more sentences from In the Eyes of the Law, my story in the Over The Knee collection which has been nominated for a BDSM Writers Con Golden Flogger award, in the best anthology category. Check out the full list of 2016 nominations – a delicious feast of kink.

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Here’s the snippet…

“Should I take my skirt right off, Sir?”

“Yes, that might be best.” He hitches one hip on the worktop on the opposite side of my kitchen, clearly intending to watch.

I loosen the button at the side of my waist and let the skirt drop to the tiles at my feet. I step out of it, then peel off my briefs. My T-shirt falls to just below my waist, so he has a pretty much unimpeded view of my waxed pussy and, when I turn, my pink and crimson striped bottom.

Josh gives a low whistle as I bend at the waist and rest my elbows on the kitchen counter.

“Christ, that looks so hot. Fucking gorgeous, Libby.”

And here’s the back cover stuff.

She’s still his wife, in the eyes of the law. But is she still his submissive? His to spank?

A momentary lapse of concentration places Libby Novak on the wrong side of the law. A criminal conviction could cause her to lose her job. How much worse could this get?

Libby soon knows the answer to that question when the head of security at the mall shows up. She hasn’t seen her estranged husband for years, and now she discovers Josh has a strict policy on how best to deal with shoplifters. He was her husband and her Dom. Will he turn her over to the police, or would a hard, bare-bottom spanking be sufficient redress for her misdemeanor? After all, that’s how he always dealt with her in the past.

Josh has never forgiven Libby’s betrayal. She let him down. She deserves to be punished. But does he still have that right?

Libby meant to divorce him. She was granted the decree nisi but never quite got round to making it final. They both know she’s still his wife—in the eyes of the law—but is she still his submissive? His to spank?

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