Friday, May 25, 2012

DEFENSIVE ZONE Blog Tour 2nd Stop

Second stop in the tour! Under the Covers Book Blog PUNISH ME: (Some Insight into punishment in BDSM) 

Stop by and comment for your chance to win a copy of DEFENSIVE ZONE or the Dartmouth Cobras Prize Pack!

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

First stop! Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews-Dean Interrogates Ava and Rhayne Comment for your chance to win a copy of Defensive Zone (The Dartmouth Cobras book #2) and for an entry in the tour Grand Prize!

Monday, May 21, 2012

Sinful Sirens Giveaway Hop WINNER!!!!

Mel Bourne!

You will receive an email regarding your book(s) of choice shortly.

For everyone else, thank you so much for participating in the blog hop. And don't forget to check out the Defensive Zone blog tour from May 23rd to the 31st for more chances to win!

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Sinful Sirens GIVEAWAY Hop and Last pre-release Excerpt

So excited I don't know what to say! lol! Hopefully this last share will be enough! Comment for your chance to win your choice of 2 books from my backlist OR a copy of DEFENSIVE ZONE on release day!


"I wish you didn't have to go." Silver came up behind him and hugged his waist. "I was looking forward to—"

"I won't be long." He turned and angled her chin up with a finger. "But there is one thing I need from you before I leave."

She gave him a sly smile. "Yes?"

"The truth. You wanted to speak to me about Bower, didn't you?" He frowned when she pulled away and shook her head. "Maybe I shouldn't go. I won't tolerate lies and making that clear is more important than anything I need to discuss with the team."

"Not talking isn't lying."

"And you think not talking is an option?" Without waiting for her answer, he hooked his arm around her waist and dragged her to the sofa. He sat with his thighs spread and pulled her between them, using his feet to open her legs wide. "Lace your fingers behind your neck, pet."

She quickly obeyed, which shocked the hell out of him. Chest rising and falling with her quick little breaths, she leaned into him and whispered, "I thought you had to go?"

"I do, but Tim can start without me." He slid one hand around her throat and dipped the other down the front of her bright pink boxer briefs to cup her pussy. "Talk to me, Silver."

"There's nothing to—Oh!" Her pussy clamped around his finger as he thrust it in deep. She fought to close her thighs as he forced them further apart. "What are you doing?"

"Interrogating my naughty little sub." He slicked her moisture over her clit, rubbing the little nub until the tip swelled from its tiny hood. Her hips jutted forward and he tightened his grip on
her throat until she gasped and went perfectly still.


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Saturday, May 12, 2012

Defensive Zone Cover Share and Sexy punishment scene with Dean

I've shared the cover on facebook, but I neglected to share it with my blog followers! I'm sorry! To make it up to you, I'm sharing a sexy punishment scene. Less than two weeks left until the release of Defensive Zone and I plan to tease you mercilessly until then!


She wiggled off his lap and winced when her butt hit the tiles. "Ouch! How hard did you bite me?" 

He grinned as he stood and held out his hand. "Hard enough to leave a mark. Does that bother you?"

Surprisingly, it didn't. She wouldn't be doing nude shots anytime soon and, as her body adjusted to the lightly throbbing bruise, she found she kind of liked it.


"What was that look?"

No way. Do not tell him. "What look?"

"Like you're savoring something." He covered her ass cheek with a hand and squeezed. "This, perhaps?"

She yelped. Then bit back a groan as the throbbing intensified. "No. I was thinking about that shower."

"I'm sure." He sighed. "We'll work on this truth thing. I would punish you for lying now, but I'm pleased with you."


"Because you took what I gave you and didn't ask me to fuck you once."

Holding her tongue between her teeth, she picked up her jeans and moved to put them on. "What's the point? You already told me you wouldn't."

He put his hand on her wrist before she could pull her jeans on. "Strip here, Silver. I want to see you. I think I've earned the pleasure."

Dropping her jeans, she straightened and gave him a sly smile. "I think you're right."

Her hips swayed to a sultry song in her head as she pealed off her t-shirt and tossed it aside. Unlatching her bra, she turned away from him, backing up until her butt rubbed against his erection. She let her bra fall and arched to look up at him, moulding her breasts with her hands as he stared.

"Don't you wish you didn't have to wait?" She smirked and sauntered away from him.

He yanked her back by the wrist and bent her over the table.


"You cockmunching son-of-a-bitch!" She howled as he smacked her again. "Stop! Ow!"

"Behave, Silver." Another hard slap struck her inner thigh when she tried to kick him. "I would have stopped at one for the sass, but I do not tolerate insults."

"You better get used to it, limp-dick!"

"Limp-dick?" He laughed and ground himself hard against her already sore ass. "Sweetheart, I am never 'limp' around you."

Ohohoh! Sore as she was, her insides clenched at the idea of having him inside her again. Maybe another verbal shove would do the trick. "Well you're a fucking asshole anyway."

He sighed. "I think you enjoy being spanked too much for it to be a very effective punishment. Don't move."

For a few seconds, she stayed in that position, facedown on his table, staring at the bowl of sliced apples which for some reason hadn't turned brown. Just as he returned, she realized she'd done what he'd told her to and tried to fix that by skirting away.

Something hit her, hard, and her breath caught in her throat. That wasn't his hand.

He laid the flogger on the table. "Don't make me use it again, pet."

Something wet squirted between her ass cheeks. Her eyes went wide. "No. Oh hell no!"

"Brace yourself."

Cold. Hard. Big. Pressing against her asshole. "I said no!"

Dean's big hand massaged the sorest spot on her butt. "Have you forgotten your safeword, pet?"

"No I haven't fucking forgotten."

The flogger disappeared. Crack! She grunted through her teeth as her body absorbed the sting.

"Manners," Dean said.

"I haven't fucking forgotten, sir!" Really? Then say it!

So twisted, but she really didn't want to. Her eyes teared as the big thing—probably a butt plug—was forced into her. Burning, burning, then a plop as it was seated snuggly.

"There we go." He pulled her to her feet. "Take your shower and leave it in. I may take it out before you sit down to eat if you tell me how sorry you are."

"I'm not sorry."

He frowned as though frustrated with her response. "You know what, I believe you. I may have been very wrong about you. Do whatever you want."

Fine, I will. Not like it mattered what he thought. She laughed in his face and scampered to the bathroom before he could use the flogger again. The plug was just big enough for discomfort, but nothing she couldn't handle. He should have gone for a bigger size if he really wanted to punish her.

Size didn't much matter as the heavy plug weighed on the snug ring of muscles. Irritating, but worse, a constant reminder of how things had shifted from their talking and then their lusty play. Under the hot spray she felt her defiance wash away. Part of her wanted to push him, to test him, but . . .

But what?

The way he'd looked at her, that disappointment, which only darkened after she'd laughed, ruined everything. Maybe she'd pushed him too far. She didn't want him to stop caring.

Why? He's not your Master. You don't want a Master.

Well, playing with one once in awhile might be interesting.

Find another one. Shouldn't be that hard.

But, she didn't want another one.

She wanted Dean.
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Sunday, May 6, 2012

Sunday Snippet-Defensive Zone #1

 Less than 3 weeks left until the release of Defensive Zone! I know I haven't been sharing many excerpts lately (there are some on my facebook page here:  if you click on the player visuals) but I took a little break from revisions to give you a hot tasty bit to make up for it!

The desk warmed under Silver's body and her sweat slicked the glossed wood surface. Dean's fingers inside her, his lips on her breast, his hand holding hers high over her head, kept her from moving much. But her heart fought to beat free of her ribcage and she squirmed restlessly as he teased her to the brink, slowing before she could throw herself over the edge. This wasn't at all what she'd planned, and yet, it felt too good to let protests leave the wide O of her lips. Dean was right. Somewhere, deep within, she'd known what he would demand from her. He'd told her once that dominance was part of the package—not in so many words, but she couldn't act like she didn't know what he was about. Maybe it would be an issue if things went long term—which they won't, so don't even go there—but right now surrendering meant not thinking. And she didn't want to think. She needed to feel.

He slapped her pussy and she cried out as painful pleasure ripped through her. "You're leaving me, little one. You will be with me completely or I will take you off my desk and see you to the door."

No! I can't leave! She twisted her trapped wrists and tossed her head. "I'm sorry. I'm here. I was just thinking—"

"Don't." His thumb pressed hard on her clit and her hips jerked as the sensation electrified her. He lowered his lips to her belly and found a spot that had her twitching and gasping uncontrollably. "You will have to think about this later. For now, all you need to know is you are mine. And, lucky for you, I'm in the mood to play."
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