Naughty or Nice?
It’s almost Christmas and as everyone knows if you’re naughty you get a lump of coal in your stocking…or how about a spanking? Wouldn’t that be more fun? In my latest book from Ellora’s Cave, Kidnapped for Christmas, my heroine Jillian Marks gets to find out all about spanking and handcuffs and blindfolds and other naughty things. Too bad she didn’t sign up for it in the first place! It’s a case of mistaken identity that ends up in leather, bondage, and sexual submission to a mouthwatering man who won’t take no for an answer. Check the book out here http://www.ellorascave.com/productpage.asp?ISBN=9781419919190 and in the mean time, here’s a blurb and a very naughty excerpt to get you interested.
Kidnapped for Christmas By Evangeline Anderson
Plus-sized and practical Jillian Marks is the responsible one in her family. She got all the common sense and her little sister Sabrina got all the skinny genes. When Sabrina plans a custom kinky kidnapping as a Christmas present for herself, Jillian tries to talk her out of it but her ditzy sister won’t listen.Muscular and intense Kyle Stephens is a Dom who is looking for a permanent sub — a curvy woman who can submit in the bedroom but still think for herself. He takes Sabrina’s file but mistakenly ‘naps the wrong sister, grabbing Jillian instead of Sabrina.
Now Jillian is bound and gagged in a dungeon, learning to submit to the man of her dreams who has her kidnapped for Christmas.
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An Excerpt From: KIDNAPPED FOR CHRISTMAS Copyright © EVANGELINE ANDERSON, 2008 All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc. “Not quite ready to submit yet, sweetheart?” he murmured. “Don’t worry, you will be.” He stroked her cheek and she jerked away from him. Kyle got the distinct impression that if she hadn’t had the gag on she would have tried to bite him. She was a wild one, all right. It was going to be a real pleasure taming her. He smiled and then gave her a more serious look. “Listen to me, sweetheart,” he told her, making his voice stern and unyielding. “For right now, and as long as you’re here, I’m your master and what I say goes. So here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to take off your skirt and everything else from the waist down and you’re going to let me do it without giving me any problems, right?” Her eyes widened and he could feel her wrists and arms tense in his grip, but slowly her head nodded. Good, so she acknowledged his mastery of her even if she was doing her best to pretend she didn’t want to be dominated. That was all right with Kyle, some submissives really got off on being forced to mind. But if the soft, curvy girl in his arms was thinking about topping from the bottom, she had another think coming. When he played a scene he was always in charge—it looked like she was going to have to learn that the hard way. He nodded. “All right.” He unzipped her skirt and slid it slowly down her legs, letting it fall in a crumpled heap at her feet. Then he finished taking off her nylons and panties, drawing the process out as her naked bottom and long, shapely legs were revealed. She had a shaven cunt, her plump little pussy lips kissably smooth, and a full, heart-shaped ass just perfect for spanking. Kyle stroked it softly, building the anticipation. “Mmmph!” She tried to squirm away from his hand but he wasn’t having any of that. “I don’t think so, sweetheart.” He pulled her closer, relishing the feel of her lush curves against his larger frame. God, she was soft in all the right places. His cock was throbbing in his pants, begging to be set free, but that was impossible with Adam’s damn no-penetration rule. Even knowing that, he couldn’t resist pressing a little closer to her. He rubbed his hardness into the tender vee between her legs, parting her swollen pussy lips with his length until she gasped behind the gag. Even through the black leather he was wearing he could feel her heat. “Mmm!” Her eyes widened again but she didn’t try to pull away from him this time. Good, she was learning. Kyle had the sudden urge to lean down and kiss her but the damn gag was in the way. Instead, he brushed a lingering kiss across her flushed cheek. “Feel that, sweetheart?” he murmured. “Feel the way your sweet little pussy is opening up for me?” He rolled his hips, pressing against her clit, making sure she knew exactly how much he wanted her, needed her. He wished he was hilt-deep inside her right now, feeling her tight little pussy squeezing and caressing his aching shaft. But they weren’t going to go there, no matter how much he suddenly wanted to. With an effort of will, he forced himself to step back before he got carried away. “Mmmph?” Her eyes were a little less defiant when she looked up at him this time. There was a haze of desire mixed with uncertainty in their dark depths. Kyle could read her as easily as if she’d spoken aloud. What happens now? she was asking. “Now, you’re going to get that spanking I promised you,” he told her, still stroking her velvety ass with his right hand. He felt her tense again and she shook her head slowly back and forth, a look of pleading in her eyes. “Yes, that’s right.” He nodded and cupped her cheek in his left palm. “You have to be punished for trying to run away so I have to spank you. It’s the only way to make you a good girl. Don’t you want to be a good girl?” She shook her head again but there was no conviction in the gesture. They both knew that Kyle was going to spank her—the only question was how long and how hard he was going to do it. Kyle released her slowly and she didn’t run but just stood looking at him with her cheeks flushed and her eyes pleading. Beneath the thin white blouse he could see her full breasts heaving and he wished he’d taken off her bra as well so he could get a better look at the sharp points of her nipples. But the view from the waist down more than made up for it. The pale silky skin of her thighs narrowed to the tender vee of her shaved cunt and her pussy lips were still swollen and spread apart from the way he’d rubbed against her. He could see the deep, inner pink of her sex and the hard little bud of her swollen clit was fully on display, tempting him to drop to his knees and taste her. He wanted to lap at her, wanted to taste the sweet honey that was glistening on her inner pussy. But there would be time for that later. “Come here, sweetheart,” he murmured, sitting down on the side of the bed and patting his thighs. “Come take your spanking like a good girl.” |