Bailey’s Little Adventure – a guest visit with Summer Graystone

Today wbaileys-little-adventure-cover-sge’re happy to welcome Summer Graystone to the blog to talk about her age play book, Bailey’s Little Adventure!

Here’s the blurb:
Even though she is an adult with a full-time job, Bailey loves role-playing as daddy’s naughty little girl. Nothing is more fun than dressing like a teen and teasing her husband, who is always ready to punish her properly before pleasuring her more than she would have thought possible. When she discovers that he would like to tie her up so that she is completely vulnerable and at his mercy, she trusts him to keep her safe, even when he pushes her past her comfort zone.

But Bailey’s perfectionism makes her insecure about their relationship, and when she makes a mistake that disappoints her daddy she panics and wonders if she could lose him forever. Can he prove to Bailey that even when things get really hard, he will always be there for his little girl with the love, guidance, and discipline she needs?

Publisher’s Note: Bailey’s Little Adventure contains spankings, sexual scenes, age play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book. This book is also available as part of a five-book collection entitled Little Haven.

And here’s a very sweet excerpt!

“For being so patient with me, with work and everything. I saw this and thought of you, thought you might like it.” He handed me the box.

I reached up and kissed his cheek, then tore through the Hello Kitty wrapping paper. The box inside was blue, with a little gold sticker holding it shut. I slipped my finger beneath it, and the lid popped open. Inside was blue tissue paper. I pulled it back carefully, not really knowing what to expect.

It was a teddy bear, the old-fashioned kind with button eyes and a stitched-on mouth and nose. Even without taking it out of the box, I knew it had arms and legs that moved and a tiny tab sewn into the back seam with the name of the company, and a tiny bear stitched on it in emerald green. My hands shook as I pulled the bear out of the box. I’d had the exact same bear as a child.

“Bailey? What is it?”

I couldn’t stop it. Tears fell down my cheeks, landing on the bear’s cinnamon-colored fur. He blurred, and I blinked back more tears.

“This is the bear my mom gave me. The exact same one. It was the last thing I had from her, before she… went away.”

“Oh, Bailey. I’m so sorry.” He wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me against him. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know. Do you want me to take it?” He reached for the bear, but I shook my head, holding it close to me.

“No. I love him. It’s just…” I hugged the bear, tears starting up again. “I miss my mom. And I don’t want… I don’t want you to go away, because she did, right after she gave me the bear.” My words came out in a rush, mixed with sobs. Ian rocked me against him, his voice soft, murmuring wordless sounds against my hair.

“I’m not going anywhere, Bailey. I’m not going to leave you. I’m fine. Your mom was sick…”

He knew the story. She’d had cancer. But I’d been too young then to understand. I knew now, in my mind, what had happened. But in my heart, when I was a kid—and now, sometimes—I still thought she’d left me, that she’d been mad at me.

We sat in each other’s arms until the doorbell rang. Ian went down and took care of the pizza delivery. When he came back, I was still sitting on the bed. He sat beside me, and after a few minutes he picked up the hairbrush from the bedside table.

“Turn around.”

I shifted so my back was to him. While I cradled the bear, he brushed my hair. My mom had done this, and when we were first married, on a day when I’d been in tears over something, he’d picked up the brush and brushed my hair. I don’t know why it comforted me so much. Maybe it was how tight he clasped me, how he held me close. I felt safe.

We sat for a long time, until I was calm, until my tears and the fear of him leaving for no reason had passed. Finally he set the brush aside.

Aw! So lovely!
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Want to know more about Summer?

Hi! So my name is Summer, and I’m a part time erotica author, who attends classes during the day, and writes dirty romantic erotica by night. When I’m not in school studying photography, I also work as a portrait photographer at a small local studio near the beaches of Florida.

Some fun facts about me are that I love apple martinis (I just turned 21, so I can’t get enough of them) and I love Star Wars, The Vampire Diaries, the Originals, The Walking Dead and Smallville. I’m a gamer girl too. Animals are close to my heart, and I have a 3-month-old bearded dragon named Yoda (he’s green and white) and a spaz of a dog named Nala who is a Terrier/Pomeranian mix, but I digress.

My favorite thing to do is to write sexy stories that will melt your panties off, and emotional stories that will make you cry, and rejoice when the hero gets the girl in the end.

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Visit from Summer Graystone!

 Hello, readers! Today Summer Graystone is visiting with an excerpt from her book, “A Different Kind of Pain,” and a brand-new (gorgeous!) cover! I read this book and thoroughly enjoyed it (review on Amazon!). 

http://www.amazon.com/Different-Kind-Pain-Summer-Graystone-ebook/dp/B010P2HCSA/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1458637520&sr=8-2&keywords=a+different+kind+of+pain

Summary:

There was just something about them, about the couple in the picture. An ad for a caregiver for a beautiful woman ― a woman who was dying. Though Melia’s sass and rough-around-the-edges attitude meant she couldn’t take every job out there, she should’ve been able to handle this one. There was a problem though ― a big one. The dying woman’s husband, Luka. Those brilliant, haunted eyes of his… did something to her. They were the kind of eyes a girl had no defense against. Maybe she could take the job ― but she wondered if her heart could. Falling for a man she could never have ― and shouldnever have ― was simply wrong, no matter how right she knew it would be. Sure, she needed the pay… but there was a whole lot more at stake here than money.

For Luka, life had become one thing ― waiting. For a cure, for a miracle, for the end. For the one that Susan was convinced would be coming, Of course, he didn’t really believe it, that the plan his beloved wife had cooked up would ever really work. But if she wanted something, he’d move heaven and earth to give it to her. Even this, no matter how much it might hurt, no matter how wrong, how insane the very idea was. Then with one look at the gorgeous Melia, he allowed himself the one thing he’d never allowed himself to feel, not since that final diagnosis. Hope.

Give me this one thing, she’d told him. Give me this one last wish for my husband before I’m gone. Let me leave him a piece of me ― in the form of another woman, another sub to kneel for him, to obey him. To love him. It didn’t matter how much he argued it, how much he refused ― he knew he’d give in, even on this. For though she might have been his in all ways, bent her will to his, and obeyed him as her Master, she was the one who really held the power ― and always had.

Could this crazy plan really work though? Would Luka be able give Susan this one last wish, something more profound, more precious than he ever deserved?

The one thing that none of them were prepared for though, was that love ― and the selfless giving of that love ― could come at a terrible cost… to the heart and the soul.

And how about a little snippet?

Snippet:
Goodnight, Melia,” he whispered. He was unusually close to her, causing her to have to look up at him. He looked down at her upturned face, her glowing dark eyes lit up like onyx stones. It took every fiber of his being not to kiss her luscious, slightly parted lips. They were both panting lightly. He could tell she wanted him, and he wanted nothing more than to satisfy her. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to gather the strength to tear himself away from her.

Good night, Luka,” she said and reached back for her doorknob. Slinking in sideways, she slipped into her bedroom.

Before she could close the door Luka caught her wrist in an iron grip and pulled her back into the hallway.

Luka pushed Melia against the wall and pinned her hands above her head. Melia felt Luka’s sizeable erection brush up against her, and she gasped as Luka clamped his mouth over hers. He kissed her roughly with all of the pent-up desire of the previous weeks. He kissed her until his lips had gone slightly numb, until he couldn’t breathe anymore. His hands roamed freely and aggressively over her body. Melia moaned into Luka’s mouth, and he pushed up against her, grinding his hips into hers, until Melia was panting and whimpering with want. He pinned her again and slipped his hands into her pajama bottoms. She was dripping wet, and his breath caught in his throat as he moaned into her ear. 

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Summer Graystone is a college student who loves Starbucks! She lives in South California with her four legged dachshund puppy, Nikki. When she’s not locked away in her classrooms, doing homework, she can generally be found tucked in the corner of the local Starbucks having a strawberry frappuccino. You can always find her with her laptop working on her latest novel that is guaranteed to make your panties wet. She loves to hear from her readers! Email her at summergraystone@outlook.com

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