Tuesday, March 15, 2016

WIP it up Wednesday blog hop -- "Oh I'm Game."

Hello, readers, and welcome to WIP it up Wednesday! Today I'm sharing both a snippet and some exciting news. If you missed the serial novella I released here on the blog a few months ago, it is now availble to read, all bound and delivered with a lovely little cover, and totally free, as Blushing Book's most recent monthly freebie read!

What's this book about? 

Celia has been madly in love with her best friend Maverick for years - namely, ever since the day he took her over his knee and gave her a birthday spanking. But she's kept her feelings for him hidden for fear of losing their friendship. He's everything she's ever wanted - strong and sexy, sweet, but fully capable of keeping her in her place and spanking her when she needs it. Fearful of ruining a relationship that means the world to her, Celia keeps her feelings hidden, protecting herself hiding her true feelings behind a sharp tongue and quick wit. She tells herself she will find a Dom, and hatches an idea with Maverick and their friend Rodney. Why not start a "How to Dom" business? They already know how to be a Dom. Who better to school the masses?

Maverick feels the weight of responsibility. His family needs him. His friends rely on him. With the promise of padding his income to help pay bills, he reluctantly agrees to head up the "How to Dom" demos. He throws himself wholeheartedly into demonstrations and lectures, sharing what he's learned as an experienced Dominant, and happily partaking in real demonstrations - often heated, sexy, and sometimes humorous - for the sake of the camera.

How will Celia keep her feelings in check, when she's party to not only being near the man of her dreams but actually seeing him demonstrate what she so desperately craves from him? Will she manage to keep her true feelings hidden...or somehow convince him that the woman he really needs is the one he's been with all along?

Now how about a nice little excerpt? 

Maverick has just attempted a completely flop of a spanking session filiming for the business, and they have no one left to volunteer to go over his knee. Celia knows before he even asks just exactly what he has in mind....

“Oh, we don't have to worry about that,” Maverick said, in his low, deep voice. “We'll get our spanking session.” Celia turned to him, dread pooling in the pit of her stomach. Somehow, she knew. She knew. She felt a prickle of fear tingle along her spine. She swallowed and deliberately inhaled, as she faced him.
“Come here, Celia.”
If only he knew how badly she wanted to hear that scolding tone of his. If only he knew how she wanted real discipline meted out by him, the accountability, the certainty of his dominance and punishment when she needed it. She longed for it. She craved it. Thirsting for real punishment, only Maverick could quench that thirst. Celia didn't want to fool around and get spanked for the kink. She wanted the real thing, and she wanted it from him.
He was sitting back on the couch, the leather paddle in his hand again.
“Yes?” she whispered. She cleared her throat. “Uh, what's up?”
He curled a finger and beckoned for her to come. She began walking to him, her feet heavy as lead, but he shook his head.
“Hand the camera to Louanne, Celia,” he ordered. “And come here.”
She knew she should tell him no. It was foolish to obey him now, when those wicked, glittering eyes were focused on her, the set of his jaw making her stomach tighten and clench, the paddle clenched in his hand, causing waves of arousal to shoot through her. But his voice, impossibly smooth and so deep she felt it in her limbs, was weaving an enchantment around her.
He was spinning his web, and she was caught.
She never knew how she got there. She never remembered the walk across the room as she stood in front of him. He was so big, so tall, even though he was sitting, still towering over her. He looked in her eyes steadily.
“Am I right?” he asked, so low, only she could hear. “That we won't have a problem staging a spanking scene tonight?”
She nodded, and swallowed. There was a lump in her throat and tears stung her eyes and she wanted to beg him, plead with him, to not go there, please don't go there, she couldn't handle it.
But when would she ever get to live out her fantasy? Would the opportunity ever present itself again?
“Yes,” she said. And with all that was in her, she grinned and winked. “I'm game if you are.”
He grinned back, and his response was a whisper.
“Oh, I'm game.”


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  1. I just got it & look forward to reading it!
    Great snippet :)

  2. Got it! I wonder what poor Celia is going to make of her impromptu spanking? Good news is, I will shortly be able to find out.. :D