Sneak Peek: Having it All, Passion Series Book Three

As most Wanting it All  fans know, I’ve been feverishly working to finish book three in the Passion Series.  I will share that I’m angry with myself because I had the full outline for this book back in January and had the first third finished before May.  I then decided to  take a hiatus from writing to work on getting published, stand up my website and complete a full length novel for the Corbin’s Bend series.  My CB book, Life’s Unexpected Gifts, will release on December 17th.     I am back focused on finishing Having it All so I can get it turned into Blushing as soon as possible.

But, I do feel bad that some of you who have been hanging with me since my Lit days are more than anxious to see what Lukus and Tiffany and Markus and Brianna have been up to.   I thought I’d post a juicy excerpt from Having it All to whet your whistle for what’s coming in November.   This is from the work in progress, so please forgive any errors. They are mine.  We join Lukus and Tiffany as she attends her very first center stage show at The Punishment Pit.

Excerpt from WIP: Having it All

The server named Trixie kneels at the side of the chair, using what looks like a rope to secure Tiffany’s ankle cuffs to hooks at the bottom of the chair.  She hands the end of the rope to Lukus, putting him in control of Tiff’s bondage.  As she crawls from one side to the other, Tiffany detects the anger rolling off the woman.  At first she’s not sure what’s causing it, but when their eyes lock, Tiff knows with certainty her anger is directed at Tiffany.

‘Ah! The first of many of his previous subs who are not happy with me being here.  Just great.  She works here.’

Tiff is relieved when Trixie finishes and hands the final rope to Lukus and he dismisses her.  She sulks off to serve other patrons as the house lights go down.  The house music changes over to an instrumental number with a heavy beat.  Palpable anticipation and tension fills the room.

Waiting for the show to start, Lukus draws Tiff back so she rests against his chest.  His lips brush her left ear lobe while one hand explores her splayed open pussy and the other cups her right breast.

“So you didn’t want to go through the contract.  You’d rather talk about things.  We’ll consider tonight our first official contract negotiation, baby.  I have you as a captive audience and we’re going to talk about all of the things happening.  What you like.  What you don’t.  What you’d try.  What you won’t.  Understand?”

“That was tricky.”

“Maybe.”  Lukus sucks her left ear lobe in his mouth while burying what feels like two fingers deep in her wet slit.

“Oh, God.  That feels so good.  Don’t stop.”

“Here’s the deal.  You keep talking, I keep rewarding you.  You clam up, I keep my hands to myself.”

“You’re devious.”

“I prefer resourceful.  First question.  We’ll start easy.  On a scale of one to ten with ten being you love it, how do you feel about having your legs tied open and immobile like this?”

“That’s not easy!”

“Oh, so you’d rather me start with asking how you feel about needle play?”

“Well sure, since that’s a negative ten.  See.  Easy.”

Tiff loves his chuckle.  “Fair enough.  How about the naked slaves next to their Masters and Mistresses?”

“What am I rating?  Watching them or how I’d feel if I was one of them?”


“Okay, well watching them is fine. Good even.  Being one, I’m not sure yet.”

The stage curtains slowly part, revealing a dungeon scene.  An announcer sounding a lot like Ethan announces the start of the show.  As the stage lights brighten, Tiffany’s eyes become riveted to the scene center stage.  A scene pried directly out of the deepest recesses of her own mind; visions formulated years ago after reading several very dark erotic romance novels.  That this is real should dampen her excitement.  She should feel embarrassed, maybe angry.  Hell, definitely scared.  None of those adjectives capture her true feelings as surprising waves of desire to surrender and submit wash over her.

Center stage, arms strung high against a thick wooden whipping post, a frightened and vulnerable woman hangs.   As if hanging from her arms isn’t painful enough, her legs are bent and pulled up and wide, secured by artfully wrapped layers of white rope, leaving her entire body open for inspection and punishment.  Even from a distance Tiff can see tears streaming down her face, tracks of black mascara in their wake.

Tiff becomes aware of Lukus leaning in close.  “How are you doing, baby?  What number are you?”

‘I can’t tell him the truth.  What will he think of me?’

“Tiff, are you okay?  Answer me.  I need your…”

“Eleven.  I’m at an eleven.”

She hears his sharp intake of breath.  “I think I can work with that.”

Having it All will be released by Blushing Books in November 2014.  If you have not already read them, books one and two are now available.
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Cover Reveal Time: Life’s Unexpected Gifts – Corbin’s Bend

I am so excited to be part of season two of the hit series, Corbin’s Bend.  If you haven’t heard, Corbin’s Bend is a fictitious community nesteled in the picturesque mountains of Colorado.   The community brings together a specific group of people who share one common interest – the love of spanking.   My book will be released on December 17th and is called Life’s Unexpected Gifts.    I’ve had my awesome cover for weeks and have been waiting for the day I got to share it.  Today’s that day!

Ta-da!  Meet Hallie and Troy.

Hallie & Troy from Life's Unexpected Gifts

Hallie & Troy from Life’s Unexpected Gifts


Violence has been part of Hallie Boudreaux’s life for too long. Deciding all men are barbaric abusers, she’s once again on the run away from danger. Desperate to feel safe, if even for a few days, Hallie remembers the only time she had felt truly happy in the last seven years were the summers spent at her Aunt Gina and Uncle Adam’s. Taking a chance her aunt might take her in, Hallie points her dilapidated car towards Corbin’s Bend, praying she makes it there before her clunker takes its last gasp.

Troy Jackson can’t wait to surprise his sister on her 30th birthday. He’s recently moved back to Colorado to be closer to his only relative, Traci, a psychologist living in Corbin’s Bend. The surprise is on Troy when his normally conscientious sister runs amok on her big birthday proving that even intelligent, independent women still need the stern guidance of the men in their lives. Having grown up with loving parents who practiced the domestic discipline way of life, both Traci and Troy subscribe to the founding principles of the Corbin’s Bend community wholeheartedly.

Hallie’s family is thrilled to have her in Corbin’s Bend, but can Hallie come to terms with living in a community based on its endorsement of spanking, a practice Hallie sees as abuse. Can Traci’s counseling help her overcome her fear in order to accept her new life in Corbin’s Bend, or is it Traci’s brother who ultimately has the power to show Hallie that not all men are abusers?


Unedited Sneak Peek Preview:

He’s sure no one notices when he backs out of the space, heading to his sister’s office. Hallie’s waiting just inside the door, her eyes widen when she realizes she’s been caught eavesdropping.

Troy tries to put her at ease. “Mind if I hide in here with you? It’s chaos out there.”

She gives him a nervous look and he can see tears pooling, threatening to spill down her cheek.

“I said I was sorry for breaking in here. Did you have to call the damn cops on me?”

Troy can see the panic rising in her eyes and he moves closer, reaching out to take her hand to keep her from bolting. He catches her before she steps out of reach. Her hand feels small and warm, with the slightest tremor of fear.   “Oh no, Hallie. We didn’t call the police. At least not the way you think. The police found your car in the ditch. They were worried about what happened to you.”

“Oh. Thank goodness.” The relief is short. True terror fills her eyes.

“Hallie? What’s wrong?” Troy tries to get her to answer, but she’s frozen in fear. He moves to catch her as she looks like she might collapse. “Hey… what’s this? You should be happy. Your aunt and uncle just arrived. They can’t wait to see you.”

Instead of cheering her up, he hears a sob escape instead. Troy is surprised when she hugs him tightly as if he might be her lifeline. He hates to see her in distress, but can’t help but like how she feels in his arms, so warm and feminine. Her head tucks neatly under his chin. Her scent stirs inappropriate feelings under the circumstances.

He holds her until she calms.   Reaching to the box of tissues on Traci’s desk, he grabs a few and helps wipe at her tears.   In spite of their red rims, her green eyes are intoxicating.

Her nose is running courtesy of her crying jag. Troy grabs another tissue and holds it out to her. “Here you go. Blow for me.” She blushes, embarrassed, yet she grabs the tissue to comply.

“Good girl.” It’s in that second Troy knows how important praise is to Hallie, making him suspect she hasn’t received much of it in her twenty-three years. He watches her relax under his simple compliment.

“Now, why don’t you tell me what has you so upset? Don’t you want to see your aunt and uncle?”

Her answer is quiet. “Yes, of course I do.”

“So why the tears?” She tries to look away. He suspects she’s remembering how they’d met the night before as she tries to yank out of his grasp. He lets her step back, but remains close enough to gently tilt her chin to look up into his eyes. “Please don’t be afraid of me, Hallie. I know we got off to a bit of a rough start, but I promise you. No one, including me, is going to hurt you.”

She hesitates before answering softly. “Okay.” It’s not much, but it’s a start.

“Why the tears?”

“It’s not my car I was driving.”

“Yes, the sheriff said it belonged to an Edward somebody. Is he a friend or something?”

“Or something.” Yep, there’s a story there.


She just nods her head, too afraid to speak.

“Let me guess. He didn’t know you were taking the car, did he?”

This time a slight shake of the head.

“And he isn’t going to be happy to find it… and you… gone?”

Several tears streaming down her face is his only answer. He hates the next question, but he has to ask. “Edward is the person who hurt you, isn’t he? Traci said she and the doctor found old bruises all over your body. Edward gave them to you, didn’t he?”

He can detect her trembling and knows he’s put the pieces of her puzzle together.   “Do you think he’s chasing you? Is that why you were running in the middle of the night?”

She finally tries to speak. “I really don’t think he could give a shit about me, so no. I think he might miss the car though.”

Welcome Thianna D and Chemistry of Attraction

I am so excited to do a spotlight today on the newest Corbin’s Bend release, Chemistry of Attraction by Thianna D.   This is the first of nine books that will make up season two of this hot series.

Retired Marine Brandon Delt, moves to Corbin’s Bend after his recently divorced wife marries his cousin. Tired of living a non-discipline lifestyle, he fully welcomes the openness of the Corbin’s Bend spanking community. One day he hopes to meet the woman he could make his TiH. He doesn’t expect to meet her on day one.

Carodine Minor’s just in Corbin’s Bend for the summer. Just graduated with her master’s degree in chemistry, Dina isn’t sure of her next step in life. Not once has she ever considered being spanked. Logical woman that she is, when she finds herself intrigued by the idea of a hand across her derriere, she asks for a demonstration from Brandon. One demo turns into a wild night of passion neither wants to let go of.

Take one hot summer. Add in an intellectual chemist and a dominant retired Marine. Once the chemistry ignites, combustion is soon to follow.


There was a momentary silence and then one of his hands rested on her lower back and the other lifted. Slap! His hand came down harder than this afternoon, heat sizzling in its wake. Before she even felt the warmth that bloomed from it, he hit her other cheek. Back and forth he went, covering her entire derriere with hard slaps until her entire rear end felt like a light sunburn.

But she didn’t care. Each smack of his hand lit up something inside of her, something primal, raw, animalistic. Arching her back, she growled softly when his hand slammed right between her cheeks. Each slap produced its own sound, but she barely heard them, her left brain utterly fascinated by the sounds coming out of her own mouth. When his hand came down on that sensitive crease between buttocks and thighs, her logical brain blanked out. What remained was wanton, needy, and craving everything the man at her side could give her.

“More!” she cried out as he hit her sit spot again. Her entire body felt like a coiled spring and she so wanted to be sprung. All she needed was just a few more. Just a few more. Please, just a few more.

Brandon had other plans. “Spread your legs,” he commanded and she rushed to obey, not wanting him to stop. “Fuck, you’re so wet, beauty,” he murmured, the fingers of his spanking hand drifting between her legs, stroking along her clit and delving into her core.

“More,” she whimpered as those wonderfully strong, large fingers began to fuck her, rubbing against something that made her arch more and let out a low keen. So close. She was so close. It wouldn’t take much more to send her over. Damn, he—


As his hand that had been on her lower back came down right on her rump, the world exploded. Lights burst in front of her eyes even as her cunt spasmed and she opened her mouth in a silent scream. Her muscles clenched and squeezed, pulling her through the roughest orgasm she had ever felt.

And it wasn’t over yet.

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