By
Ashe Barker (Guest Blogger)
I’m really excited about this story, Gray is a hero I’ve been fantasizing about for a while now, and it just reached the point where he had to emerge. He’s a thief and a rogue and no one at all could mistake him for a gentleman, but I hope readers – and Imogen - will love him as much as I do.
He makes a decent if not especially honest living out of relieving wealthy travellers 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. Help comes from the most unlikely sources sometimes.
Will he intervene, or just help himself to anything of value and leave her to her fate?
Blurb
After
the death of her mother, twenty-year-old Imogen Bennett faces the
prospect of being coerced into marriage by a scheming relative, but
fate intervenes when a masked highwayman accosts her on the road.
Desperate to escape the unwanted wedding, Imogen pleads with the
mysterious, handsome rogue to rescue her.
Alistair
Graham – Gray - is a proud Scotsman who rebelled against British
rule, and since the defeat of the highlanders at Culloden he has
taken to robbing rich Englishmen travelling through Scottish lands.
He is no gentleman, but he is certainly not a man who would ignore a
young woman’s pleas for help, and he agrees to do what he can to
assist the beautiful girl he has waylaid.
Imogen
finds herself drawn to Gray, and though he warns her that he expects
a woman’s complete obedience both in bed and out of it, she cannot
resist offering her virgin body to him. He takes her hard and
thoroughly, leaving her utterly spent yet still aching for more, and
when her shock at her own wantonness leads her to speak
disrespectfully to him he bares her bottom and punishes her soundly.
A
highwayman is no suitable match for a lady, however, and Gray fears
that her association with him can only put them both in danger, so he
makes her promise that she’ll tell no one about what took place
between them and then ensures that she is delivered safely to the
home of her honourable cousin in Kirkleven. Yet despite her best
efforts to put Gray out of her mind forever, in her heart Imogen
knows she will always belong to the man who rescued her, mastered
her, and made her his. But will her highwayman ever return to lay
claim to his lady?
Publisher’s
Note: The
Highwayman’s
Lady
is an
erotic romance
novel that
includes
spankings, sexual
scenes, anal
play, elements
of BDSM,
and more.
If such
material offends
you, please
don’t
buy this
book.
Excerpt
(X Rated)
"Imogen,
if you still say no, I will stop." His tone is soft again—
gentle, warm, utterly seductive. I am baffled by his words.
"What?
No, I don't want..."
His
fingers slow. He is stroking in and out of my drenched quim with
aching tenderness, extending one finger to caress my sensitive nub
with each pass. He hurt me but now he is pleasuring me. As long as he
continues to evoke these intense sensations which threaten to sweep
me away, I can accept all else from him.
"Imogen,
shall I continue?"
"Yes,"
I whisper, my voice a cracked mix of entreaty and defeat.
"I
shall fuck you again."
Oh
sweet Jesus, yes! "I
know. Please, I need..." I squirm across his lap, thrusting my
hips backwards against his hand. A thought occurs to me. "Sir,
will it hurt this time?"
"No,
love. Though if you should feel a need to scream I shall not stop
you."
He
rolls from beneath me and arranges me on my stomach, bending each of
my legs in turn to lift my bottom into the air. The coolness of the
room is soothing, the air wafting across my naked and still flaming
buttocks. He presses his palm into my flesh again and I flinch though
I hold my position.
"You
will be sore for a while, little one. Let us hope I do not have cause
to chastise you again before we part on the morrow."
"I
am sorry. Truly, I did not mean—"
"I
know you are sorry and it is done. We will not speak of it again. Is
this nice?"
I
moan as he uses his fingers to open my dripping entrance, tracing the
shape of my quim before taking my swollen nub between his finger and
thumb.
"Give
me your hand, Imogen. Reach back, between your legs."
I
am bewildered but have learnt the folly of disobedience. I do as I am
bid. Gray takes my hand in his and guides me to my own moist flesh.
He replaces his fingers on my nubbin with my own.
"Rub
just there, sweetheart. It will feel so good while I fuck you."
I
clench, outraged at the suggestion, yet drawn inexorably into his
decadent web. This is all about pleasure, my pleasure and his. My
actions are wanton, his demands positively indecent. I do it anyway.
Proper behaviour is for somewhere else, another time. Here, now, I am
a strumpet. And I am his.
I
draw my fingers over the tip of that hot, greedy little bud and let
out a groan of pure satisfaction as he enters me again, his cock
filling me with one deep, swift stroke. It is tight but not painful.
I make a conscious effort to squeeze around him, a signal of sorts
that all is well with me.
"Ah,
little Imogen, you delight me," he murmurs as he leans forward
to drape his body around mine. His chest presses against my back, his
hips against my bottom. It still hurts from the spanking but I am no
longer concerned with that. I rub against him, gyrating my hips as I
ramp up the pressure on my sweet pleasure-nub.
Gray
withdraws, then plunges back inside. He is deep. I am stretched, so
much I am sure I will split in two, but I cannot bring myself to
care. I want this. I want it now. I want all of it. All of him.
Despite
my untutored thrusting and desperate rolling of my hips, Gray remains
unhurried. He fucks me slowly, with exquisite finesse and maddening
care. My fingers are quick and I soon discover the action which
pleases me most. I bring myself to an explosive climax, once, then
again, as he rocks his cock in and out of my slick quim. I am
clenching and spasming around him, squeezing his thick rod, muttering
my desperate pleas that he fuck me harder, faster, deeper. At last he
rams his cock into me and holds still, twitching inside my convulsing
flesh. He lurches forward to kiss the back of my neck, then with
hoarse shout of triumph, delivers several powerful thrusts. My climax
seizes me. I am lost, spinning, weightless as he fills me with his
hot seed once more.
Review
Quotes
"The
characters are strong and you easily become engaged in their journey
and because of that you must keep turning the pages to discover what
will happen next! Nicely done!!"
"A well
written
book
with
a
plot
full
of
suspense,
danger,
romance
and
a
whole
lot
of
steam!"
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About Ashe Barker
I’ve
been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other
genres. I still love reading, the hotter the better. But now I have a
good excuse for my guilty pleasure – research.
I
tend to draw on my own experience to lend colour, detail and realism
to my plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there,
a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story
idea.
I
live in the North of England, on the edge of the Brontë moors. When
not writing – which is not very often these days - my time is
divided between my role as resident taxi driver for my teenage
daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, tortoises. And a very
grumpy cockatiel.
I
have around thirty titles on general release with publishers on both
sides of the Atlantic, and I have several more in the pipeline. I
write M/f, M/M, and occasionally ring the changes with a little
M/M/f. All my books feature BDSM. I write explicit stories, always
hot, but they offer far more than just sizzling sex. I like to read
about complex characters, and compelling plots, so that’s what I
write too.
I
have a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keep thinking
of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a
lot more from me.
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5 comments:
Hi, Ashe,
Welcome back! This one sounds like fun... ;^)
This sounds like such a yummy book. I am off to Amazon. Thank you.
Thank you so much for inviting me back.
Thanks for the great excerpt!
That book cover is one hot specimen and great very x rated excerpt.
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