Saturday, February 28, 2015

A Rosy Pink Glow, Courtesy of SWEET SURRENDER and SatSpanks

In this early scene, Dr. Marc is lusting after Nurse Jessie.  He follows her into the locker room for a private word, to clear the air and make his feelings known.   

He wants her...



*****


My eight line limit. (caution; explicit and smoking hot.  That sexy Dr. Marc and his naughty, wicked, wonderful mind - sigh)  

Enjoy...  



Feeling like a perv, or some kind of depraved peeping Tom, he stood there unnoticed with his scrubs becoming uncomfortably tight as his fantasy consumed him. It was recurrent, the one he’d had ever since the first time he’d seen her in his OR.


He’d pull her over his lap, positioning her so her body draped perfectly across his thighs, her bare ass high in the air while her full breasts fell free over the outer edge of his thigh. After a slow warm-up, with his hard palm creating a rosy pink glow over her cheeks, he’d turn up the heat, swatting faster and more sharply, pausing every few strokes to caress her warm skin. She’d wiggle and squirm, asking what she had done to earn a punishment. As he proceeded to roast her saucy behind, turning the heat into a burn with a delicious biting sting, he’d tell her it was for making him painfully hard every day for the last month. He would continue until she was crying out and calling his name, until she arched, pushing back to meet every swat, seeking more, until the glistening proof of her arousal covered her pussy lips and inner thighs. Only then would he stop and pull her astride his thighs, spreading her wide and thrusting up inside her enveloping wetness.

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Wednesday, February 25, 2015

The Captain Has His Fill on Wicked Wanton Wednesday with Jaye Peaches


These are a few of my favorite things:

1.  Historical romance
2.  Sexy military men
3.  Hot BDSM and spanking action
4.  Jaye Peaches

Since all are included in my blog today, guess what?  I'm in erotica heaven!

Let's not waste any time and get right to the steamy excerpt.



In Enemy Hands
by Jaye Peaches


Having fallen in love her enemy, Hester must wait until nightfall to greet him as her lover….


Daniel crept into her room a little after midnight. Although tired, he’d vowed to attend to her that night. With his body, he would comfort her anxieties and wipe out the turmoil in her mind.

She lay naked on the bed, the candle burning brightly on the bedside, and her eyes sparkled. Seeing her tempting body laid out for him to inspect, he stowed away his gentler plans and allowed his manhood to rule his desires. Slowly he stripped, allowing her to see his stiff cock, which sprang upright and ready.

“Come, my sweet, kneel at my feet and I shall let you drink me.”

Hester crawled across the bed, her mouth opening and her tongue slipping out. Perched on the edge, she lowered her head and kissed the head of his penis. The sensation caused ripples of delight across his body. He wove his fingers in her hair, assisting her dipping head by directing the pace of her feasting mouth. The skin about his cock tightened as it surged with hot blood.

“Once you’ve had your fill, I shall have mine. By the time I’ve supped on your nectar, sought sanctuary in your tight arse, and brought you to your blistering climaxes, I shall leave this room a giddy man.” He released his grip on her hair.

Hester wiped a trickle of saliva from her lips with the tip of her finger, spreading it around her moist lips. She appeared not to mind his vulgar talk and stroked his manhood with her hand, chuckling faintly as she kept him stimulated. “You may ravish me, my captain. Command me and I will obey.”

He leant over and she rose up to meet him, her lips puckered and inviting. He tasted his own salty pre-cum and inhaled deeply. “Now, how could a soldier resist such an order!”


Blurb:

When the rest of her household flees the family estate during the English Civil War, Hester Cavell, a proud Royalist supporter, stays behind hoping to protect her home. Unfortunately for Hester, she quickly finds that she is no match for a troop of Parliamentarian dragoons, led by Captain Daniel Hasard. Once the dragoons take control of her house, Daniel lets Hester stay with her servants, but he warns her that he will punish her severely if she causes any trouble.

Despite Daniel’s warning, it isn’t long before Hester risks her safety and attempts to sabotage his troops, earning her a long, hard switching on her bare bottom. But as the weeks pass, she begins to realize that the man behind the enemy uniform is loving, intelligent, and kind, and she can’t help but grow more and more attracted to him. Daniel returns Hester’s affection, and while they remain enemies by day to protect her reputation, they soon become passionate lovers by night.

Not wanting the servants to guess at their games, Hester continues to make a pretence at mischief, and Daniel continues to punish her sternly. But when a servant at last finds out the truth of their relationship, will it bring an end to their newfound romance, or will Daniel cast aside politics and allegiances and ask for her hand in marriage?


Publisher’s Note: In Enemy Hands is an erotic novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.


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Maddie's Intimate 
Authors Corner:

Welcome back to Wicked Wanton Wednesday, Jaye.  It’s been a bit since you’ve visited my corner—tsk tsk—so, can you tell my readers a little bit about your writing?  (how long you’ve been an author, what genres you write, novel vs novella, HEA vs HFN, etc.)


Jaye:  Hi Maddie – time flies when you’re writing! I’ve been a published author for nearly two years and a writer since I could hold a pen.

I’m novel writer, I have been known to hit over a 130k, but I also love writing short stories, the kind that come with a challenge, like don’t go over 1000 words. It’s the in-between I struggle to produce – the novella, it’s neither one thing nor the other for me. I generally aim for a happy ever after or a happy for now if I’m writing a series. If I know my book is a one-off, I think of the end at the start, so I know where I’m going. What I love writing is kink, whether it is softly softly, wrapped around a romance or a strong flavor of BDSM with a darker edge, I’m happy to write both. I’m also writing non-erotica literature under my real name.


Maddie:  We suffer from the same condition, Jaye.  I too have an allergy or a mental block when it comes to novellas.  But if it means more bang for the readers buck, I'm all for that.  

So… Tell us about In Enemy Hands with its gorgeous cover.  It drew me in immediately.  How did you came up with the idea for story line?  Was it triggered by an event in your life or pure imagination?  Will we get a white knight moment? Or is that a spoiler. Do your books usually contain action and danger? And does the hero always swoop in and save the maiden fair?  <sigh>


Jaye:  The cover is fantastic and captures the mood of the book really well.

I’m a huge fan of historical novels (my father is a historian so I grew up surrounded by hundreds of non-fiction books). The English Civil War, which is when the book is set, was a momentous occasion, just like the American Civil War, dividing communities and even households. I thought it would be an ideal scenario to set a star crossed lovers plot with the heroine held captive in her own home, determine to protect it from the occupying forces. If you want a US equivalent, think of the Southern fiery belle, Scarlet O’Hara and a Yankee captain falling in love. Most of my books have an over-arching storyline that I think of first, but I also like to inject a little action or danger into chapters, especially if they’re a prelude to a spanking. As for the hero saving the maiden fair, maybe it could be the other way round, or perhaps a bit of both ;-)


Maddie:  Gorgeous cover!  I was sold on it alone.  Here's something I've been wondering, maybe we have this in common too.  I hear erotica authors say often that sex is hard for them to write and they leave a flag ‘insert sex scene here’ and come back and add it at the end.  I am the complete opposite.  Which is easier for you the meat and potatoes story line or BDSM/spanking/sex scenes? 


Jaye:  I suppose you might say I’m a meat and potato with a side order of sexy veg. To be honest, it depends on the book. Short stories, I find it easier to get sexy quick, the longer the book the more the characters and plot take over. I have been known to skip over the sex scenes and put a flag up, but most of the time I write out a rough draft then come back and expand it at a later date. Naturally, when the kids are about, I’m not in the mood for writing sex scenes!


Maddie:  Oh shucks, another skipper/flagger, I wouldn't have guessed it.  My search for a sex first, plot latter kindred spirit continues.  LOL  Okay, here's another question.  What is the most endearing quality of your hero?  Why? 


Jaye:  Honour. In times of war it’s very easy for integrity to be superseded by hatred and cruelty. I wanted my hero to stay true to himself and question what he does, also he has to be a great leader. I think an officer who commands his men’s respect … as well as the ladies…  is very sexy.


Maddie:  So he the Captain has strength of character.  Sexy indeed.  Now give us the dirt.  What is the number one, hands down, must have physical characteristic of a Jaye Peaches hero?


Jaye:  That’s tricky!  Physical – I’m going to have to say that stern but heart melting tone of voice that makes the heroine obey without question. I do like the muscles, dazzling eyes and all that, but a voice carries much promise of what lies beneath, too.


Maddie:  Heart melting voice, muscles, dazzling eyes  --  add the military man and for me Captain Daniel is droolworthy.  <sigh, splashes cold water on my face> 

Okay, I'm back and want to as a serious business question.  Scrolling through you library on Amazon, I saw that you have self published in the past.  That's the 64,000 question for authors it seems.  To self-publish or not…  Having done both, what do you see as the biggest pros and cons?


Jaye:  Having done both, I would say starting out as self-publishing is tough. You have to practically give your book away, which I did. Then there is weighing up the expense of editing, covers, marketing etc, with limited idea of what might sell. Plus building a fan base from scratch. Kindle Unlimited didn’t exist when I started and in any case I wasn’t happy with just Amazon selling my book. I found Smashwords useful as it linked me to lots of suppliers. The key thing with self-publishing is the book is yours to do with as you please and that’s liberating.  I would say do both, but if a newbie is wondering which to choose first: you can learn a lot from working with a publisher and that is invaluable.


Maddie:  Tell us what’s next Jaye Peaches.    


Jaye:  I’m editing the last installment of my BDSM series – Sublime Trust, which tells of the story of Jason, a Dominant and his submissive wife, Gemma. Then I need to finish off a kinky erotic romance that is set around wine tasting. Lots of tonguing and the like J.


Thanks for spending time with me today Jaye.  it's always a pleasure.  Best of luck with In Enemy Hands and come back anytime you have more erotic historical romance to share.  I'm a fan, too!

Come back next week WWW fans when my guest will be Normandie Alleman.    Have a wicked and wanton week! 
Love, Maddie.



A Penalty Toy on WIP It Up Wednesday



A lovely BDSM excerpt from SWEET SURRENDER today.

Jessie comes home with a trunk load of naughty sex toys from her bachelorette party.  Marc steps in to educate her on what they're all about, but he prefers a hands on teaching method.  




Sweet Surrender is a stand-alone sequel to Sweet Salvation. It is a full-length erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, medical play, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If you're still not convinced that it's a hot read, stay tuned for the excerpt... .




Crap! He’d found the gift bag she’d left on the kitchen counter. His words mirrored her thoughts.

“This is the penalty toy you picked out, remember?”

She groaned in embarrassment. What had she been thinking?

“Don’t be shy, cara. Imagine my delight when I peeked inside and instead of one, I found a whole kit.”

His lips began to move down her back, grazing and caressing lightly as he spoke. “Of the dozens of options you had at your fingertips like the edible panties,” he paused for a kiss, “the big purple dildo which frankly has me intimidated,” another delay to graze and caress, “and the vibrators,” this time his tongue flicked out to tease along her spine, “you passed them all by and chose bondage. My kinky baby wants to be tied up.”

Her throat suddenly clogged with emotion and her protest came out as a squeak.

“Shh, no talking; the kit didn’t have a gag, so you’ll have to be good and obey me. I want you to experience being under my total control. Not knowing what I’m doing, where I’ll touch you from one moment to the next.” His hands stroked her down her spine. “Or if I’ll lick you instead.” He matched words to action as he spoke, his tongue following his hands to the curve at the small of her back. His lips brushed back up until she felt the length of his big body above her, the heat pouring off him making her burn with a sensual fire in her aroused state. “Or how I’ll fuck you.”

He lowered himself onto her and she discovered he was as bare as she was. His cock, full and ready, was not to be ignored as it nudged her thigh. “Oh, and let’s not forget, how I’ll paddle you.”

“Honey—”

“Uh-uh-uh, I think I told you to be quiet, naughty girl,” he scolded sternly, the underlying playfulness clear in his words. “Now you’ll have to be punished.”

Liquid warmth rushed to her pussy. Suddenly, the important conversation she planned to have with him didn’t seem as urgent anymore.

He shifted, his knees pressed between her thighs, spreading her wide. Gliding over her shoulders, his wide hands caressed in a long slow graze down her sides, pausing to test the outward swell of her breasts where they rested flat against the mattress, then continuing slowly over her waist and down to her hips. When they curled over her round bottom, they squeezed and at the same time separated the twin globes. The entire length of her steamy cleft was open to his gaze. She clenched.

“Relax.” A long finger traced over the tightly held hole, ringed the wet mouth of her channel, and then glided downward to test the hard little nub below. He teased it with his fingertip until she was squirming and tugging against her binds. Leaving, he moved up to collect more moisture from her pussy, moving slowly upward to explore the tight ring of her ass. “This tight little flower closes up like a touch-me-not. Have you ever seen one?”

She felt the warm, wet lick of his tongue between her cheeks and sucked in a gulp of air. She shook her head, confounded by his impromptu botany lesson at such a time.

“It’s also called the ‘sensitive plant.’ At the lightest touch, it snaps closed—demurely—like your shy little opening here. We’ll have to work on that bashfulness, because when I possess you here,” his finger circled the delicate skin before he continued, “I’ll want you to describe in detail how it feels because you are going to love it.”

“Marc,” she beseeched him, “please…”

A tsking noise tickled her ear before his hand landed with a searing swat on each cheek. “You’re not being very obedient in your first bondage session, cara. That’s the purpose of the paddle though, isn’t it, to correct disobedient girls?” His hands curled around her hips and he lifted her. “Up on your knees. Give me a nice high target for my paddle.”

She panted. His imposing voice, the evocatively naughty words, and his easy command of her body filled her with anticipation, making her heart pound faster. This was her fantasy—exactly. It was as if he’d tuned in to her brain’s wavelength and watched a tutorial entitled, ‘how to play out the perfect bondage scene with Jessie.’ She could feel the juices of her desire flowing. Unsurprisingly, Marc, who never missed a trick, noticed.

He ran his fingers along the moisture coating her inner thighs and then dipped in between her lips. Jessie heard the sound of her wetness as two of his fingers pumped inside her and her face ignited, her cheeks burning so hot she thought she would burst into flames.




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Saturday, February 21, 2015

Craving His Dominance on SatSpanks

A moment of Sweet Surrender on SatSpanks.  If you blush easily, prepare to do it now.


My eight smoldering lines...



           “I won’t run away. I promise with all my heart.”

He kissed her again with a passion that stole her breath. When he lifted his head, his eyes seared into her as he asked, “Who do you belong to?”

“You, handsome, I belong to you.”

“Damned straight, now, let’s get you in the car. I’m taking you back to the house where I’m going to prove it. First, I’m going eat that sweet pussy until you scream my name, then I’ll fuck you until you can’t move. Afterwards, I’m going to spank your ass for putting us through this before I fuck you again. Any questions?”


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The Blurb:

Abandoned by her father at a young age, Jessie Swanson swore she’d never again depend on any man, let alone someone with Dr. Marc Trent’s reputation as a player. Upon being assigned to work a shift as Marc’s nurse, she vows to keep things entirely professional, but when the darkly handsome surgeon asks Jessie to dinner her promises prove no match for his golden-brown eyes.

One date turns into another, and then another, and the better Jessie gets to know Marc, the more his take-charge personality appeals to her. She soon finds herself craving his dominance in the bedroom as well, and when he takes her over his knee, bares her bottom, and spanks her long and hard, she is left blushing and begging for more. But after Jessie learns that Marc’s mother and sisters are unhappy about their match, she retreats into her work, sure that a girl who used to call a trailer park home can’t possibly have a future with someone like him.

When Marc puts his foot down about Jessie’s excessive overtime hours and her failure to take care of herself properly, things come to a head. Jessie decides to move on rather than risk losing her independence to a man she fears will one day cast her aside, but Marc doesn’t give up easily. Will the wounds of Jessie’s past keep them apart forever, or can Marc prove to her that he is not only a man she can depend on, but one worthy of her surrender?

Publisher’s Note: Sweet Surrender is a stand-alone sequel to Sweet Salvation. It is a full-length erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, medical play, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.


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Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Getting Strict with a British Barrister and Maggie Carpenter on Wicked Wanton Wednesday

Maggie Carpenter is back with a deliciously decadent story...  

I got to thinking about the word decadent, which has several definitions.  I believe today we'll be exploring decadence in the context of unrestrained and excessive indulgence in one's own desires, passions, whims, etc... 

Well, I don't know about the last part, and I think that my guest Maggie Carpenter would agree, that exploring our desires, passions and whims is what this genre is all about--thank goodness!  

In The Strict British Barrister: Act Two, Brittany and Duncan explore decadence as well as romance, bondage (see there's nothing unrestrained about it), discipline and more.


The Blurb:  

Duncan believes he can lead Brittany deeper into the world of BDSM, and with seductive Dominant skill, he introduces her to some of his favorite prurient pleasures, but a misunderstanding disrupts their happy holiday.

Brittany runs off, leaving Duncan filled with confusion and despair. He has no way of knowing where she might be, or how to find her. Alone and vulnerable in a strange city, Brittany is hurt, upset and vulnerable. 

Will Brittany manage to stay out of harms way? Can Duncan find her before she gets herself in trouble? If they are reunited, will they find their Happily Ever After?

The Strict British Barrister: Act Two, is a tantalizing love story filled with surprises, spanking, romance and salacious sex. A tale that takes the reader from the exclusive Claridges Hotel in Knightsbridge, to a stately manor called Andover Abbey in the heart of the English countryside, a place where the word ‘naughty’ takes on a whole new meaning.



Maggie's HOT excerpt.  Caution, decadence ahead <wink> 

                Her arms pulled above her head were lifting her breasts, making them appear as though begging for attention; her luscious body was shining in the glow of the candles, the few drips of water glistening against her skin, and he could glimpse the erotic dew between her thighs. Surrendering to the temptation, he began to softly himself stroke, but feeling the shadow of his orgasm, he shook himself from his reverie and reached for the flogger.
        “You are incredible,” he murmured leaning forward and kissing her neck, “so full of passion.”
        “I’ve...never...felt like this,” she stammered.    
        “And now you’re going to feel even more,” he breathed.
        Draping the long, leather tendrils over her shoulder, he let them slink across her breasts and down the front of her body, then moving to her side he lightly flicked them against her bottom. He heard a short gasp, and flicked them again with a little more energy, but the third time he added some zing.
        Her soft wail filled the room, and to his utter joy, she arched her back, thrusting out her backside in a silent request for more; raising the flogger he let it fly, swishing the tongues through the air. He waited for the wail, the cry, the moan, but she was silent; worried, he moved quickly to her side.
        “Brittany?”
        “Please,” she whispered, “please don’t stop, Sir, I beg you.”
        Clutching her hair, he jerked it back and sank his lips into her mouth.
        “My precious, darling girl,” he growled, “you fill me, you utterly fill me.”
        Stepping back, he lifted the flogger, and holding the handle in one hand, and the ends of the leather locks in the other, he snapped them into the air, landing a dull, thick, burning sting. Her deep howl echoed through the dimly lit room, and as it dissipated, he began walking slowly from side to side, flashing the flogger every few seconds. Her groan transformed into a single sound, changing in pitch and volume but never ceasing. Time stopped, and when he finally lowered the whip and stepped behind her, smoothing his palm over her radiating backside, he leaned his mouth into her ear.
        “Talk to me,” he breathed.
        “I...feel...weak...I need you,” she mumbled breathlessly.
        Thrusting his fingers into her pussy, he was met with an avalanche of warm moisture, and a long, deep groan; it was time.


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Maddie's Intimate 
Authors Corner

Maddie: Welcome back to Wicked Wanton Wednesday, you are becoming a regular guest on my blog, which I love.   This has got to be because you are quite prolific.  How many books have you written?  How do you crank them out so fast?  Do tell, I thought I wrote at a good clip, but you and some others zoom right past me.

Maggie:  In total twenty-seven, but I’ve been on a binge over the last two years, producing about twenty-two.  Once I start, I become obsessed, and cannot stop until it’s done.

Maddie:  Tell us a bit about your new book.  How did you came up with the idea for story line?  Was it triggered by an event in your life or pure imagination?

Maggie:  The Strict British Barrister: Act Two, has so much in it I’m not even sure where to begin. Brittany and Duncan have taken their shipboard romance to London. They had such a connection they simply couldn’t say goodbye when the cruise sailed to an end.

Duncan discovers Brittany is quite an extraordinary young woman. She is heroic in this story, truly heroic. Never having been a submissive, she has some interesting moments, and Duncan is very careful with her, gentle and loving, but oh, so strict. There are some scary moments for Brittany when she throws a hissy fit and runs off. There are some even scarier moments when Duncan finds her and brings her home, and a mystical moment when they discover there may be more to their connection than either had realized.

My story lines? Real life or imagination? Both?

Every book I write has an element of personal experience. This might sound crazy, but I only have a vague idea of what I’m going to write when I start, then it just sort of happens. For example, there are a couple of important elements in this book that fell out of the sky at the time I wrote them. Andover Abbey, for example, a very naughty place, on a scale of Downtown Abbey in grandeur, suddenly popped into my head.

Maddie:  Sounds like there is action and suspense, maybe some danger.  Will we get a white knight moment? Or is that a spoiler. Do your books usually contain action and danger? And does the hero swoop in and save the maiden fair?  <sigh>

Maggie: As I just mentioned above, there is definitely some action and suspense. There is usually a white knight incident in my books, I think I have a bit of a hankering for it, (sighing along with you), but in this book, it’s Brittany who, at one point, saves the day. It’s a great moment, and it made me so excited when this sassy girl from South Carolina showed her mettle.

Maddie:  I hear erotica authors say sex scenes are the hardest to write.  I am on the other side of that fence saying that’s the easy part, it’s the dialogue, or the suspense or the humor that is the biggest challenge.  What do you think?  Action/adventure or BDSM/spanking/sex scenes, which are harder to write? Which is more fun?

Maggie:  There is one element of BDSM and sex that I find easy; I can imagine all kinds of naughty things...laughing right now...and that’s fun! The difficult part is describing intercourse, or spanking, in an interesting way. Dialogue, no problem, I can hear my characters talking (bring on the men in the white suits) and they often make me laugh. Action scenes can be a bit challenging to describe sometimes. There’s a scene in this book that is literally explosive, (small explosion, no buildings blowing up or anything like that) and that was a bit difficult, but I think I managed it okay.

Maddie:  What is the most endearing quality of your hero?  Why?

Maggie:  Ooh, Duncan. I LOVE Duncan. His balance of strict and sweet. He has nothing to prove, and he’s not a bully. I think that must be difficult for Dominants, to be strict and not be a bully.

Maddie:  If I were friends with your heroine, would I want to have coffee and talk over story lines with her, or have mani/pedis and go shopping with her?  Why?

Maggie:  Oh Maddie, that’s such an interesting question. Brittany is a talker, so definitely coffee. I’m not sure she’s a mani/pedi girl, but she is a very savvy shopper, and that’s in the book btw, a trip to Harrods.

Maddie:  What is the number one, hands down, must have physical characteristic of a Maggie Carpenter hero?

Maggie:  Sorry, I have to go with two. Arms and eyes. He must have arms that can engulf my girl. Arms that can hold with gentleness, or with an inescapable bear hug. Arms that are bondage unto themselves.

In equal first place, eyes. Eyes that are unwavering, any color, but unwavering. Eyes that speak, eyes that can, in a nano-second, make my girl feel like a naughty five-year old, or make her feel like a star.

Maddie:  Tell us what’s next Maggie.  What else do you have in the works?

Maggie:  I’m well into my next one, and it’s taking me on quite the ride. It’s called, The Cowboy and the Girl In The Hot Pink Chaps. I’m not sure which words should be capitalized there. Can you help? As usual I wasn’t sure where these two were going to take me, but it’s all falling into place. He’s a western saddle maker, and she’s a barrel racer. It’s a kind of reunion story, but the reunion has a bit of a twist. Think Cinderella meets Prince Charming twice.  Something like that.

Maddie thank you so much for having me visit again. Your questions are always so thought provoking and fun.


Thanks for being my guest Maggie, its always a blast.  Wicked Wanton blog fans, learn more about Maggie and follow her at the following links: 





The Doctor Will See You Now on WIP It Up Wednesday

Happy Wednesday, WIPsters.  Are you sick of old man winter and his ice, snow and subzero temperatures?  I sure am.  So I WIPped up something HOT.

From my new release; Sweet Surrender...

As a bonus, WIP It Up is part of my Sweet Surrender Blog Tour.  By participating and leaving a comment below, you will be entered into my daily prize drawing and the grand prize at the end of the tour.  For details and blog dates follow my link, and good luck!




Here's the set up for the scene:

Jessie is stressed and her job is a pain in the neck, quite literally.  Dr. Marc offers to use some of the equipment at his rehab clinic to ease her tight cramped muscles.

What starts out as a soothing massage soon has her neck pain forgotten, but other tight achy places might need his expert attention.


Here’s my excerpt from Sweet Surrender:


Lifting her head, she gaped in amazement as he placed a square electrode pad on her breasts, near the outer edged of each nipple. “Um, dare I mention, doctor, that if you’re doing an EKG, those pads are way off course?”


As he picked up two more pads, he smiled. “This is a bit different than an EKG. Spread your legs.”


“Uh…” Anatomy may not have been her best subject, yet she knew no parts in her neck were connected to what his gaze was aimed at. Something was definitely up. “What do my—uh,” she paused, “um, girlie parts have to do with my neck problem, doc?”


“It’s all part of my multi-focused treatment plan, baby. Now be a good patient and do what you’re told. Open your legs and say ah…”


She hesitated, not finding his humor the least bit funny. Her mind reeled as she tried to grasp exactly where he was going to put those other two electrode pads, and she wasn’t sure she liked it one bit.


His head twisted. As his determined brown eyes met hers, Jessie inched her thighs apart.


“Good girl, but I need you wider apart. I need full access for this.”


Swallowing, with carnal images playing like a slideshow in her head, she moved another inch, which brought the outside of her thighs near the sides of the narrow table.


“Wider, cara.”


“I can’t. There’s not enough room. I’ll fall off.”


He frowned, seeing her predicament. “Too bad these tables aren’t equipped with stirrups.”


She swallowed hard.


He laid the pads, sticky side up, on her belly. “Be still a minute while I improvise.”


“Marc,” she began, coming up on her elbows as he walked toward the storage cabinets.


“I said be still, Jess.” This was said over his shoulder as he searched through the array of drawers and cupboards. “Ah, this should do.”


When he turned, he held a pair of scissors and a roll of Thera-band, the latex resistance bands they used in rehab for strengthening. He cut a long length and moved to the head of the table. She twisted, trying to see what he was doing.


“Lie back and relax.”


“What are you planning to do with that?”


He pressed down on her shoulders until she lay flat on the table. His perfect face appeared over her, upside down. “Are you going to cooperate or am I going to have to restrain you like we do unruly patients?”


The word ‘restrain’ froze her body and her tongue simultaneously. Her brain on the other hand went wild with naughty images of herself in bondage. She blinked up at him and he smiled. “I’m glad the idea isn’t a problem for you, sweet Jessie.”


The next thing she knew, he’d wrapped a length of latex around her thigh and formed a sling. He shortened the length, which pulled her knee practically to her chest, tying both ends over her head to the top of the table. She felt exposed as cool air wafted across her damp pussy lips, even more so when he repeated the process with the other leg. When he finished, both of her hips were flexed, her knees were upraised, and her thighs spread wide, baring every inch of her pussy from stem to stern. It was like being on the gynecologist’s table, only more extreme and definitely more intimate as she lay naked—without even a thin paper gown or a drape—fully on display for his viewing pleasure. And he did—view, that is—and with great pleasure if the grin on his face could be believed. Moving to the foot of the table, he came to stand between her upraised legs, stroking her inner thighs with the backs of his hands.


“Comfortable?”


Exposed, displayed, vulnerable, helpless, unprotected, all of these words and more came to mind; comfortable wasn’t one of them.



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The Blurb:

Abandoned by her father at a young age, Jessie Swanson swore she’d never again depend on any man, let alone someone with Dr. Marc Trent’s reputation as a player. Upon being assigned to work a shift as Marc’s nurse, she vows to keep things entirely professional, but when the darkly handsome surgeon asks Jessie to dinner her promises prove no match for his golden-brown eyes.

One date turns into another, and then another, and the better Jessie gets to know Marc, the more his take-charge personality appeals to her. She soon finds herself craving his dominance in the bedroom as well, and when he takes her over his knee, bares her bottom, and spanks her long and hard, she is left blushing and begging for more. But after Jessie learns that Marc’s mother and sisters are unhappy about their match, she retreats into her work, sure that a girl who used to call a trailer park home can’t possibly have a future with someone like him.


When Marc puts his foot down about Jessie’s excessive overtime hours and her failure to take care of herself properly, things come to a head. Jessie decides to move on rather than risk losing her independence to a man she fears will one day cast her aside, but Marc doesn’t give up easily. Will the wounds of Jessie’s past keep them apart forever, or can Marc prove to her that he is not only a man she can depend on, but one worthy of her surrender?


Publisher’s Note: Sweet Surrender is a stand-alone sequel to Sweet Salvation. It is a full-length erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, medical play, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.


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