On His Terms ~ Mimi Mine ~ #SixBest #6BestHop

Welcome to Sunday's Six Best Hop where authors of any genre can share six paragraphs of their best.

What's a vanilla guy to do when wooing a woman who desires so much more than he had ever imagined? In my erotic romance Mimi Mine, Mason is faced with this dilemma when he discovers just what it'll take keep Mimi Westfall for the long haul. And Mimi discovers she may have bitten off more than she could chew when Mason taps into his inner Dom.

“I was just wondering...what happens if I use my safe word?”

That seemed to give him pause. He sat for a minute before he said, “Well, I guess we wouldn't play these kind of games anymore.” 
 Disappointment shot through her at the thought of him not spanking her ever again. She wasn't sure about this whole corner time thing though. Her body was stirred up but she wanted a spanking. “What about when I've done something like last night? Or what if I just want to be spanked?”

He hung up the phone looking at her so long she wasn't sure if he was going to answer and she had to look at the wall because she was getting a crick in her neck from looking back.

“I think,” he said to her back. “If we're going to do this sort of thing...you don't get to choose your punishment. Not when you've earned a punishment. Not when you need to be taught discipline.”

His authoritative tone was back and Mimi’s toes tried to curl in her shoes as the sound of it seemed to roll through her body.

 “I think I'd like to control your pleasure, too. Those are going to be my terms,” he said. 
Mason Coleman hasn't been living. He’s been existing day to day. Ever since an accident took his family, he’s thrown himself into proving he deserved to survive. Now, ten years later, he’s built a multi-million dollar business, but has nothing to show for his personal life.

He’s ready to feel alive again, and he knows just the woman to help him. Too bad she’s his employee. She also carries secrets that are about to shake everything he thought he knew about women.

Being a single mother has not afforded Mimi Westfall many dating opportunities. In fact, she’s pretty sure Mr. Right took a wrong turn somewhere, and she’s destined to live a life devoted to her showerhead.

When her fantasies about her delectable boss commanding her and putting her over his desk to spank her naughty bottom start happening for real, she’s not sure if she should thank her lucky stars or run for the hills.

Warning: Contains one heroine that loves spanking fiction, a hero with a new found fetish, and two kooky cousins that bring new meaning to bad relations. 

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#6BestHop The Horror of a Crying Woman

Welcome to Six Best Blog Hop where authors of every variety can exhibit six paragraphs of some of their best. This week I'm sharing from my newest book, Candi's Debt. The scene is a part of Hank and Candi's initial meeting.

HANK

I drag in an aggravated breath, running a hand through my hair. I really don’t need this shit. And didn't this chick know better than to go off with fucking strangers? “Is there a friend I can call for you?” I ask, trying to be the voice of reason.

   

 She shakes her head and wraps her arms around my waist as she starts sobbing. Big, body wracking sobs shake her.

   

 She’s nice and tall, and all her curves hit me just right. Great, now I’m trying not to notice how luscious her body feels pressed up against mine. And it feels fucking amazing. I definitely don’t want to think on how good she smells. A touch of cigarette smoke and rum cling to her, but underneath that is a light, flowery perfume scent that has my pulse pounding. My dick twitches twice, and I try not to breathe too deeply.

   Shit, shit, shit. I really don’t need this. Rubbing her back I give her a “there, there,” wondering what the hell I’m supposed to do now. I’m not one to play the knight in shining freaking armor. This is a prime example of why I date hardass chicks that avoid emotional displays. Who needs a regular diet of this shit? That fact alone makes it even more shocking when I hear myself say, “I think there's a twenty-four-hour diner around here. Why don't we go get coffee and I'll take you to your car?”

   

 “Oh my god, thank you. That would be nice,” she says, patting my chest. “You're so nice. And sweet.” She moves in to kiss me and I jerk back a little. I’m hella attracted to her, but I’m not the kind of guy who takes advantage of the needy desperate women. Undeterred, this girl drops to her knees, working my belt buckle.

   

 For a moment I can’t move. I can barely breath, standing transfixed by the beautiful blonde on her knees undoing my fucking belt. Under different circumstances I'd find out how far she could take me. See how her luscious lips would look wrapped around my cock, but now—I give myself a mental slap. My mother was like her. A gorgeous whore. Who knows how many times this girl has 'thanked' men on her knees. I refuse to be like the men who had used my mother.

Candi

The men in my family are gamblers, cheats, and thieves. They aren’t loyal to anyone but themselves. It’s the Dawson way. My oldest brother was killed for sticking to that tradition.

I refuse to let that happen to my little brother. He’s all I have in this world and I’ll do anything to save him.

His debts are now mine, and I always pay my debts.
Now if a certain ape leader would get out of my way, things would go much more smoothly.

Hank

I swore never to return to Texas. But here I am, wading neck deep into shit creek. I’m not even getting paid for this crap.

And Candi? She has more secrets than sense and represents everything I try to avoid. I’m not sure how I got tangled up with her in the first place. I have no business getting involved with a woman like her. She needs to be saved from herself.

I don’t have a white knight complex, and this girl needs a savior. I can’t be that guy.

*Author's Note: Candi's Debt  is a full length, stand alone HEA. It contains adult themes, taboo dirty talk, harsh language, and explicit sexual content.

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#6BestHop Candi's Debt

Welcome to #6BestHop, where authors and writers feature six of their best or favorite paragraphs from a current release or WIP. I'm not sure if these are my best six paragraphs from my new book Candi's Debt, but it's one of my favorite scenes, so I had to share. 

Candi gets caught going somewhere she really, really shouldn't be. So, to teach her a lesson she wont soon forget, Hank takes her to an adult novelty store and makes her pick out naughty toys he will be using on her later. Candi is understandably embarrassed, but despite her protests to the contrary, she's also very turned on. 

It was a really fun/hot scene to write, and I hope everyone enjoys reading it! 

HANK

“Oh, princess.” Her breath is coming fast and her cheeks are flushed. Pushing her further back behind the display, so we’re blocked from view, I slip my hand under her skirt and enjoy her quick indrawn breath as she grabs my wrist. Too late. My fingers sneak past the soaking wet crotch of her panties and sink up into her slippery core. “Tsk, tsk, someone is lying to me and to themselves. You know what happens to girls who lie?”

    “Hank.” My name on her lips comes out strangled. She’s still clutching my wrist for dear life, but she’s not trying to yank me away. 

I start a leisurely back and forth glide just to watch her eyes haze over and roll back. Fuck, the way her breath hitches makes me rock hard in an instant. 

    “Seems something about this little outing we’re on is tripping your trigger. So tell me, is it all the naughty vibrators and dildos doing it for you?”

    “Dammit, Hank.” This time my name comes out on a pant, but I keep a maddeningly slow pace. She doesn’t know it yet, but I don’t plan on letting her come anytime soon.

    “No? Not the vibrators. I would have thought you’d like those. Hmm, maybe it’s the butt plugs and nipple clamps, or maybe just maybe,” I say leaning close into her space so my breath is puffing on her neck, “It’s the fact that I’m going to take you back to my place, and clamp your lovely tits.” I pinch her nipples as a preview, and she jerks. “Then daddy’s going to bend your hot little ass over and work a plug into your tight little back hole before spanking you so hard and so long, you’ll think of me for a week every time you sit down.”

CANDI

The men in my family are gamblers, cheats, and thieves. They aren’t loyal to anyone but themselves. It’s the Dawson way. My oldest brother was killed for sticking to that tradition.

I refuse to let that happen to my little brother. He’s all I have in this world and I’ll do anything to save him.

His debts are now mine, and I always pay my debts.
Now if a certain ape leader would get out of my way, things would go much more smoothly.

HANK

I swore never to return to Texas. But here I am, wading neck deep into shit creek. I’m not even getting paid for this crap.

And Candi? She has more secrets than sense and represents everything I try to avoid. I’m not sure how I got tangled up with her in the first place. I have no business getting involved with a woman like her. She needs to be saved from herself.

I don’t have a white knight complex, and this girl needs a savior. I can’t be that guy.

*Author's Note: Candi's Debt  is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, graphic sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, this book may not be for you.

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