Today
I’m delighted to share snippets of not one but two sizzling new
releases from one of my favorite BDSM authors, Ashe Barker. One is
contemporary, the other historical/time travel. Both of them are
lush, romantic and very, very sexy.
If
you enjoy spankings, dominance and discipline as much as I do, read
on!
Blurb:
Making the Rules
A
good, honest, bare-bottom spanking never fails to clear the head
When
twenty-five-year-old forensic sociology student Lily Jamison travels
to a small town in West Yorkshire to investigate the mysterious
disappearance of a young girl, she expects to be working alone. But
then Ben Tyler offers his help, and before Lily knows it the handsome
former Chicago police officer has taken charge and made it his
business to keep her safe, even if that means baring her bottom for a
painful, embarrassing spanking when she disobeys him.
Ben’s firm-handed
dominance and strict correction leave Lily deeply aroused, and when
he takes her in his arms and shows her how a man masters a woman
properly, she cannot help begging for more. But as Lily gets closer
to the truth, she becomes ever more reckless. When she pushes things
too far with her impulsive behavior, will Ben be prepared to punish
her as thoroughly and shamefully as necessary to convince her that he
is the one making the rules?
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Ben
released his grip on her hand. Lily closed the door to the room
behind her and leaned back on it, barely able to believe what she was
doing. She’d actually come here, in the middle of the night, to the
home of a man, a man near enough a total stranger, to ask him to
spank her.
What
if he was some sort of deranged madman? A sadist? A pervert? All of
the above? She knew next to nothing about Ben Tyler, yet here she
was, in his bedroom of all places. And what if he wasn’t content to
stop at just a spanking? She wouldn’t be able to do anything about
it. She shouldn’t be here, she really shouldn’t.
The
sudden rush of good sense had barely crystallised in her head before
Ben caught her by the shoulders. He whirled her around so her back
was pressed against the door and he brought his mouth down across
hers in a kiss that quite literally stole her breath away. Stunned
momentarily, Lily could only part her lips in response to his
demanding pressure, and reeled as he darted his tongue between her
teeth. He curled it around hers in a sensuous dance, and her knees
buckled.
Ben
appeared to sense her imminent collapse and tightened his hold,
inserting his knee between her legs to hold her upright. Lily looped
her hands together behind his neck and simply hung on.
He
broke the kiss after a few moments, and buried his face in the crook
of her neck. “Holy fuck, I’ve wanted to do that since I saw you
yesterday.”
“Me
too,” she whispered, only now allowing that desire to surface and
take form. “I wanted… I mean, I thought…”
“I
know.”
She
should have bristled at his response, his confident certainty.
Instead, she welcomed it, wanted to drown in it. Craved more of it.
“Are
we, I mean, should we… Do you want me to take my clothes off?” He
had said bare bottom, but she was uncertain just how much nudity that
actually meant.
“Well,
that’d be nice but let’s just check we’re on the same page
here.” He lifted his head and took her chin in his palm, angling
her face up so she had to meet his gaze. “You’re here because you
want to try a spanking. Am I right, Lily?”
“Yes,”
she whispered. “I was wondering… I mean, it might… I watched
some videos.”
“Videos?”
He grinned at her. “I can imagine. And now you want to try it for
yourself. You’re curious, right?”
“I
suppose so. It’s just… I can’t really explain but I wanted to
know how it would feel. How it would make me feel. You said it would
relieve stress…”
“So
curious that you come out, on your own, in the middle of the night?”
He lifted one dark blond eyebrow. “Jesus Christ, girl, you’ve
fucking earned a spanking for that alone. If you were my submissive
you’d get what you deserve and not sit down for a week.”
Blurb: Held in Custody
The
best laid plans…
He
had no intention of touching her. His job is to protect the community
of North Uist in the Outer Hebrides so Police Sergeant Finn Olsen is
not about to let some strange woman run around his island brandishing
a knife almost as big as she is. The mysterious female soon finds
herself Held In Custody, locked up for her own protection. And his.
She
is a prisoner in his care, but the more he learns about his unusual
captive, the more Finn begins to suspect all is not what it seems.
Eira speaks a language long dead, has no idea about modern plumbing,
and seems to think he’s a god!
Punished
for attempting to escape and putting herself in danger, Eira soon
learns that the stern man who has her in his power intends to keep
her safe but he expects obedience. Confused, lost, alone, she has no
choice but to trust him as her world is thrown into turmoil. But when
faced with a menacing threat from the past can Finn protect her? And
can they forge a new future together?
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Excerpt: Held in Custody
Eira
stiffened. The sensation was so intense she groaned and her knees
buckled. She would have slithered boneless to the floor had he not
held her up. Then, moments later, her entire body convulsed as her
orgasm overwhelmed her.
Eira
shook. She was weightless, soaring, then diving toward the ground in
an uncontrolled plummet. The myriad lights of a thousand stars
flashed behind her eyes as she swooped, then in an instant were
extinguished and she saw only blackness. Her heart thumped, her
breathing was rapid. She moaned, reached out her hand to caress the
cool, smooth surface before her.
It
was real. All of this was real. The delightful sensations coursing
through her body, the sensual heat of the water which beat down upon
her, the muscled forearm across her stomach which held her fast. She
stretched, ground her shoulders against the broad, male chest at her
back and rubbed her buttocks over the thick cock which jutted
insistently against her.
He
was real, also. Finn, her god who was not, her more-than-a mortal
rescuer who punished and pleasured with equal skill. As her senses
regathered Eira turned in his arms.
He
curled his lips in a smile, the expression both warm and sensual. She
gazed up into the blue of his eyes then reached to lay her fingers
against his cheek. She smiled back, and it was on the tip of her
tongue to thank him for the pleasure he gave her but instead she
stretched up on her toes and brushed her lips over his. Finn's
fingers were in her hair and he tilted her head in order to deepen
the kiss. His tongue explored the seam of her lips and Eira parted
for him. He plunged his tongue into her mouth to tease and dance with
hers. It was erotic, intimate, a kiss which promised much and held
little back. Lust coiled again deep down in Eira's belly and she
lifted one leg to wrap it around his hip.
Finn
broke the kiss to murmur a few guttural words. She had heard him make
similar utterances already and Eira was convinced that he had said
something obscene but she did not care. All she cared about in this
moment was that he should not stop, that he should, that he must...
"Please...,"
she whispered. "Please, I need..."
"Fuck."
Again,
that word. Eira lifted her other leg and clamped her ankles together
in the small of his back. "Ja, fuck," she repeated.
"Please."
More
about Ashe Barker
USA
Today best-selling author Ashe Barker has been an avid reader of
fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. She still loves
reading, the hotter the better. But now she has a good excuse for her
guilty pleasure – research.
Ashe
tends to draw on her own experience to lend colour, detail and
realism to her plots and characters. An incident here, a chance
remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can
spark a story idea.
Ashe
lives in the North of England, on the edge of the Brontë moors and
enjoys the occasional flirtation with pole dancing and drinking Earl
Grey tea. When not writing – which is not very often these days -
her time is divided between her role as taxi driver for her teenage
daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, tortoises. And a very
grumpy cockatiel.
At
the last count Ashe had over forty titles on general release with
publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and several more in the
pipeline. She writes M/f, M/M, and occasionally rings the changes
with a little M/M/f. Ashe’s books invariably feature BDSM. She
writes explicit stories, always hot, but offering far more than just
sizzling sex. Ashe likes to read about complex characters, and to
lose herself in compelling plots, so that’s what she writes too.
Ashe
has a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keeps thinking
of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a
lot more from her.
Ashe
loves to hear from readers. Here are her social media links:
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you can email her directly at ashe.barker1
at gmail dot com
