#SatSpanks and a NEW RELEASE – Boston Doms Book 3: Her Protector

HerProtector coverTime for another round of #SatSpanks, and this one is exciting because the third book in the Boston Doms series, Her Protector, is now available on Amazon! And it’s on sale for $2.99 through Sunday!

Last week
on the hop, we showed you how Tony could be gentle with his girl. Wednesday, we showed you how fun and lighthearted he can be. But let there be no doubt, when the situation calls for it, he will do whatever is necessary to protect Tess, even from herself!

 

His eyes met hers and his voice was as serious as she’d ever heard when he spoke.

“You will never do that again.”

She couldn’t trust herself to speak, merely nodded. He released her and stood.

“Stand, please,” he said. She obeyed.

“Place your hands behind your head.” She obeyed. He sat on the bed, his hands on her hips as he spun her around to face him. Swiftly, he pulled down her shorts, leaving her bare, shaking, standing before him.

“Step out of them.” She did what he asked. His hands grasped her waist and he tugged her over his lap. Her belly hit his hard thighs so that she was angled, her face on the bed and her bottom perched precariously over his knee. He reached for her hand and pinned it to her lower back, as his fingers
entwined with hers. The gesture was soothing, though the loss of control made her heart stutter.

Love that protective, dominant man!

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#WIPitUpWednesday – Telling Fibs

Time for the #WIPitUp Wednesday blog, and I can’t wait to see what everyone’s been working on!

Today Jane and I are sharing a fun scene from our upcoming release, Her Protector, the third book in the Boston Doms series. If you were waiting to hear Tony and Tessa’s story, get ready! Just 3 more days!!

In this scene, Tony and Tess ordered pizza and settled in to watch a zombie movie. But when Tess fakes Tony out so that she can pay the delivery guy, she’s not quite prepared to deal with the fallout! (This scene makes me giggle every time!)

HerProtector coverStill facing the door, she held the box in her hand, not quite ready to face Tony. She’d planned the whole thing before the food got there. What she hadn’t planned was how to deal with him after she’d fooled him. Slowly, she turned around, and she knew the look on her face was sheepish.

“So, you say this is the best pizza in Boston, huh?” she said quickly. “Why don’t you get us some plates, and I’ll get us some drinks. Phew, am I hungry. So famished, I actually feel a little faint! Can you…”

Her voice trailed off as her fast-talking move wasn’t doing a damn thing. Tony was standing in front of her, and was it her imagination or did she shrink or something? She didn’t remember him being this much taller than she was. Damn it, wearing heels to work had decided advantages. Those eyes! Oh, God, his eyes were narrowed on her in a teasing, but still sexy-stern way that made her heart flutter in her chest.

“Hungry,” she stuttered helplessly. “Faint… with hunger.”

He stalked closer to her, and the only thing between him and her was a flimsy cardboard box, which he removed with one firm pull. She squealed.

He placed the box on the dining room table, then continued to prowl closer to her. She backpedaled until he had her pinned against the door, and her hands went flat out behind her, splayed on the cool frame of the door.

“Are you really faint with hunger? Or is that another one of your fibs, Miss Damon?”

Oh, she was definitely faint, but she was sure it wasn’t from hunger. Her knees trembled and she was so turned on, it was mortifying. She swallowed, an impossible giggle bubbling up.

“Fib? Who says fib?” she snorted. Gosh, his word choices were so adorable sometimes.

He raised his eyebrows incredulously. “First, you fake me out so you can have your way even though I insisted I was paying, you told a fib, and now you’ll insult me?”

He was so close she could see the flecks in the depths of his hazel eyes.

“It’s just cute,” she said helplessly, immediately wishing she could take it back. His eyes softened a little.

“I’ll modify my earlier statement,” he said, and he was so close, with his arms crossed on his chest, she could feel his heat, smell the faint sporty smell of the body wash he had in the shower that she surreptitiously lifted the lid on and sniffed every time she took a shower herself. “People who let second-graders watch zombie movies. Women who go to dark alleys alone in the middle of the night. And people who tell fibs to fake someone out so the guy can’t pay for the food he’s gonna eat most of anyway. Those are the people who need be spanked.”

I’d say that’s not an exhaustive list of spank-worthy crimes, Tony, but it’s a good start! LOL. Click here to see what the other WIPpers have been working on, and I hope the rest of your week flies by!

Boston Doms Book 3: Her Protector! Cover Reveal and #SatSpanks!

It’s the WEEKEND at last!!  We are SO READY to kick back with the #SatSpanks blog hop and get our weekly dose of spanky goodness!

But first, we get to unveil the beautiful cover to our upcoming new book, Her Protector, the third book in the Boston Doms series. Tony and Tess’s story will be available this time next week!!

HerProtector cover
Isn’t it pretty? Lawson’s done it again!

Jane and I love this series for so many reasons, but one of them is definitely the way that each couple finds the brand of D/s that works for them in their unique relationship, and that’s particularly true for Tony and Tessa. Tony wants to give Tess exactly what she needs, while being sensitive to the scars from her past. (We’re writing super-sexy Book 4 right now, about the tattooed Daddy-dom Slay and his take-no-prisoners babygirl Alice, and to say that Slay approaches their relationship a bit differently would be an understatement!!)

In this scene, Tess gets her first spanking from Tony, and he starts out gentle… before things heat up:

“Tell me what you need,” he said, his voice so gentle, it seemed almost ironic he was talking about spanking her. His gentleness made the tears threaten to fall again, her throat clogged with them. She’d been bossed around and tied up, ordered into submission and whipped, but never had any of the men she was with asked her not only what she wanted, but what she needed.

“A real spanking,” she whispered. “One that hurts. I want to feel your strength.”

One of his hands wrapped around her waist, and her hand instinctively flew back. He grasped it, holding her hand, a gesture that was at once intimate and assuring, pressing her hand, engulfed in his large one, into the small of her back as the first smack of his hand fell. Her panties were thin and his hand large; the sting from the single swat hurt more than she’d expected.

“Ow,” she said in a little voice.

“Too hard?” he asked, squeezing her hand in the small of her back.

“Noooo, no no no, please, Tony,” she said. “Not too hard. That’s perfect.”

Another sound smack jolted her, and now he was spanking her in earnest, his palm rising and descending, and the heat of each spank warmed her skin, beginning with a jolt of pain that quickly spread to warmth, and her clit zinged with each stroke…

There’s just something about having a strong man so focused on being gentle and meeting your needs, huh? (*shiver*)

Ready to see what the other #SatSpankers have got for us? Click here! Have a wonderful weekend!