Monday, June 30, 2014

#Spank A2Z ~ Z is for Zoe

Well the A 2 Z blog-hop has come to an end! It was fun, and I am squeaking in here at the last minute I know. I would do it again for sure- My only request is can we do it in the winter next time? Or maybe I should just plan better LOL. For My last post Z is for Zoe We don't talk a lot about our characters under the age of 18 usually, but hey, she fits into my Z post so why not. Zoe is the 2 1/2 year old daughter of my heroine Sophia in The Prodigal Bride. She's a cherub of a girl with big blue eyes, rosy cheeks and blond curls. But she's two, and as most two year olds do, she's always causing a fuss at the most inopportune of times. Zoe is modeled after my neighbor girl and hold a big place in my heart. She's only placed throughout the story a few times, but it's always memorable :) I foresee giving her her story some- time down the road when she is of age. Thanks for coming by the journey with me!

Sunday, June 29, 2014

#SpankA2Z ~Y is for Yes, sir!

I had a few days where I ended up skipping, and i few days where I ended up posting once in the morning and once at night, but It looks like I will make it to the end of the A to Z challenge by tomorrow! Thank You Celeste Jones for putting this together for all of us. It was fun!
 For my Y word I have chosen Yes, as in Yes, sir. Like Naughty, Yes sir is a common utterance in spanking and erotica books. A well placed  "Yes, sir" will get me every time. I'm sure I could have found this several times in either of my books, but I am going back to Bride Two Soon for this one.

 In this scene, Beth Anne has stayed too late at work again, and now she and Ben are late for their per-marital counseling session with Bishop Miller.


Ben was sitting in the living room of Beth Anne’s family home growing more irritated with every second. They were already twenty minutes late for their meeting with the bishop and Beth Anne was nowhere to be found.

Ben picked up his cell phone and angrily dialed her number once more. It went straight to voicemail. She had obviously gotten caught up in work and lost track of time. He knew that she was under a lot of stress trying to get everything done before the wedding, but school had been out for over three hours. She should have had more than enough time to get a fair amount of work done, and still make their date on time. Now, Bishop Miller was sitting over at the church waiting for them to show up when they could have been more than half way through the counseling session by now.

Enough was enough. He was just getting up, intending to drive over to the school and find her when she came barreling, breathlessly through the front door.

Her hair was disheveled, her cheeks were flushed and her clothing was wrinkled, no doubt from sitting at a desk all day. She obviously needed to freshen up before their meeting, but there was no time.

“Go get in the truck.”  His voice was stern and his face was pinched.

“Ben, I’m so sorry. I will just run upstairs and change really quickly, and then I will be right back down.

His eyes darkened. “I said, go get in the truck. Now”

“But I just—” Beth Anne stammered, her eyes darting from him to the stairs and back again.

“Beth Anne, I am not going to repeat myself. If you wanted to have time to change, you should have bothered to leave work on time. Go get in the truck.”

Ben was silent on the short drive over to the church, while he listened to Beth Anne attempt to explain herself. She can try all she wants, he thought, but she’s not going to get very far.

He listened to her plead with him, as she went on and on about the stress she was under and the pressure she felt to get everything done before the wedding. He was sympathetic, but if there was one thing Ben hated it was being late, especially when there were other people involved. In his opinion, she had shown a blatant disregard for his time, and more importantly—Bishop Miller’s time.  He told her as much.

“Okay, Ben, I understand why you’re upset I do—” she began, attempting to explain herself once more.

“Sir,” he hissed, interrupting her.

“I will apologize to Bishop Miller—Wait, what?” Beth Anne broke off her apology abruptly, feeling confused.

“You’re in trouble, Beth Anne, and when you’re in trouble, and I am lecturing you, I don’t want to hear your excuses. When I am lecturing you the only thing you need to say is ‘yes, sir’ or ‘no, sir’.” He watched as Beth Anne responded to his words. She gulped and her mouth dropped open slightly. She looked so sweet and vulnerable all of a sudden that it was difficult to be stern with her as he was filled with an overwhelming urge to comfort and reassure her, but there was no time. They had just pulled into the church parking lot and Bishop Miller was waiting for them outside his office.

 Okay, so Beth Anne never actually said Yes, sir in this scene, but, I bet she will before the night is through, don't you? ;)

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#SpankA2Z ~X is for XXX

I know what you're thinking. How does innocent ol' Rayanna have something to post for X-rated, or XXX?
You're right, I totally don't! BUT, I did some beta reading this weekend for thew lovely Dinah McLeod and she has given me permission to share a SMOKING HOT piece from her upcoming novella Love Heals, a sequel to Love Hurts!

And here's a little bit of insight for you. In my opinion, as a true Dinah fan- This is her best work yet. Her original phrasing and colorful expressions had me laughing out loud, and her sex and spanking scenes? Let's just say I couldn't keep my hands off my hubby that night! WHEW!

 But don't take my word for it- Check it out for yourself as soon as it comes out- and remember- You got your first sneak peek here! ;)

 Love Heals is the sequel to Love Hurts, which released this past January. The main characters are Brandon and Karen and the scene I am going to share with you is a part of the opening scene. Classic Dinah- Go straight in with the HOT STUFF!!!

            “Not yet,” he scolded before he went back to alternating between suckling and biting down on my nipple.
            I laid flat again with a whimper, desperately wishing I could talk him into fucking me. I would try, if I thought I had half a chance of being successful, but I’d begged before and I was determined not to do it again. I was a CEO of my own company, for God’s sake! I was used to being begged, not the other way around!
            He switched nipples making my groans deepen with urgency. When his fingers traced the outside of my pussy I thought I’d come on the spot. “Not yet,” he murmured wickedly. When he slid a finger in, testing my wetness, I nearly came undone. Every single cell in my body was begging for release, an end to this torture that would only stop one of two ways: either with him fucking me until we were both sweaty and exhausted and incapable of speech, or until my body betrayed me and disobeyed him. To do so would land me right over his knee, which I suspected was what he’d been hoping for. Well, I would be damned if I gave him what he wanted—or at least I’d die trying, which was starting to look more likely.
            The second finger slid in next to the first and Brandon strummed me expertly, making my sex clench and hum with anticipation. I could feel my climax building, my body going taut to fight it. He let go of my nipple abruptly and it tingled with the loss of his touch. He bent down and blew a stream of warm air on my wet pussy lips, which was all it took for me to surrender to the pleasure that had been striving to overtake me.
            I caught sight of the satisfied grin moving across Brandon’s face right before I closed my eyes and shuddered against his hand. He was a gentleman, he didn’t believe in leaving things unfinished and he let his fingers dance wildly, mercifully inside me until my orgasm reached its peak. He walked around the bed to untie my hands and climbed back in bed beside me, pulling me to him while I trembled with another orgasm.

There's no release date yet that I am aware of, but this hot little number just finished the beta phase, so my guess is we'll be learning more soon!

Both Love Heals and Love Hurts could stand alone perfectly- but together it's even better, so if you haven't read Love Hurts yet, pick it up now, and get caught up before the sequel releases!

Karen Donahue is intimidating, but she has to be. The youngest CEO of a Fortune 500 company, her job is stress personified. She's used to being in charge and if she doesn't always like it, well, it's part of the job. And if she's a little bit of a brat, it's just because she works so hard.

An excuse that is not good enough for Brandon Fuller.

After Karen's car breaks down, he comes to the rescue only to be chewed out by the fiery, hot- tempered brat. He informs her that he won't fix her car unless she accepts a spanking for her behavior and having broken her phone during her last tantrum, she has little choice but to accept. What she's not prepared for is how much she'll enjoy discovering the pain that often accompanies pleasure.

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Saturday, June 28, 2014

#SpankA2Z ~ W is for Wanton

I finished The Prodigal Bride!!!! It's with the betas right now, and I just made a few changes this morning, one of them being to add in this little scene.

“And you understand now that becoming my wife or even agreeing to become my wife in the future means you will be subject to discipline as I see fit? I won’t hesitate to turn you over my knee and warm your bottom whenever necessary. However,” he clarified “Punishments will be different if we are together, I will be much harsher at times than I was today, and I will spank you on the bare—It will be worse in some ways, but it will be better in many other ways—that I can promise.”

He took great pleasure in watching her eyes light up and her cheeks flush as she took in his meaning. “I’m not sure I understand what you mean” she said coyly. “Perhaps you should give me a preview.”

He nodded sagely. “Perhaps I should” And in one swift move, he flipped her over, and in moments had her positioned across his lap just the way he wanted her. He rubbed her bottom vigorously, taking pleasure in her soft moans of anticipation before slapping her bottom playfully.

“You’re a little wanton one, aren’t you?” he teased her, bringing his hand down to warm her throbbing bottom once more.