Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Spanked by the Bad Boy by London Saint James ~ Bad Boy Fever Series ~ Release Day Blitz


Spanked by the Bad Boy
Bad Boy Fever Series
By London Saint James


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As the personal assistant to the owner of one of the top engineering firms in Denver, Tiffany Brooks has worked hard at maintaining a professional fa├žade, intent on ridding herself of terrible habits—like her attraction to bad boys. But when the owner of DC Construction rides his chopper into her world two years after their one-time anonymous sexual encounter, everything turns upside down. Declan Cage is the type of guy who makes a lasting impression, especially with women, yet the gorgeous assistant at Stoub Engineering never remembers his name—or does she? Intrigued by her game, her sexier than sin body, and an infuriating prissy attitude, Ms. Brooks is begging to be taken into hand, and he’s the man to do it. Armed with the knowledge Declan doesn’t recognize her, will Tiffany give in to her desire for him yet again, or will her past come back to haunt them both and ruin their chance at something real?

Decadent Publishing
Cover Art by Mina Carter
57 pgs, 49k words

Contemporary Erotic Romance (Spanking), Suspense, Thriller, Heat level 5

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Adult Excerpt:

“Straddle me, sugar,” he said in a sandpaper voice, all grit.
Willing to go where she knew she shouldn’t tread, she did what he asked, throwing
one leg over his lap, knees sinking into the leather cushion on either side of his
denim 
clad thighs. His hands went to her hips. Slid down farther, where he stopped. His fingertips touched her flesh. Using his thumbs, he stroked the front of her thighs, undoing her. Shivers traversed her arms and legs. Her sex pulsed. He inched her skirt up, working until the fabric bunched around her waist. When cool
air struck the back of her thighs, one side of his mouth quirked up. He appeared
pleased 
with himself for exposing her panties.
“I’ll give you exactly what you crave,” he said and ripped the thong from her body.
Tiffany sucked in a breath. He threw the tattered silk to the floor with his right hand while flicking her clit ring with the forefinger of his left. “Nice adornment.” He tugged on her piercing, giving her the right amount of pressure. “But you need me to scratch your itch, don’t you, baby?”
She’d come too far to lie about what she needed now. Nodding, she whispered,
“Harder.” He chuckled, and the sound was a flashpoint of sensation added to the slow stroke of the fingers he’d slipped between her crease. She leaned forward, hand resting on the top of the sofa by his head, and kissed him. While
their tongues tangled, he rubbed her, his other hand going to her hair where he
tugged the clip, releasing the long strands. They tumbled down her back in time with his palm curling around the base of her neck, claiming her. Oh, she liked the way he took possession. Everything feminine inside her needed the pure
maleness of him. Tiffany nibbled at his bottom lip, pulling scant inches from his mouth. “You make me burn,” she admitted.
“The feeling is mutual,” he said and plunged a finger inside of her.
“Ahh, yeah,” she uttered her approval.
He shoved his finger deeper. “You’re so wet.”
“Yes.”
Her hand went to his bulging crotch. She squeezed him through his jeans. He
groaned. With nimble fingers, she unbuttoned his fly, freeing his thick cock from the denim.
When the heavy head rested in her palm, she smiled. He was fantastic, and she’d
known from past experience he’d be commando. Wrapping her fingers around the base of his superb erection, she began to pump him. 
“Good?”
“Hell, yes,” he said and fingered her in earnest, inserting another. His thumb pressed
hard against her clitoris, sending heated spikes of sensation through her body.
She moaned, spreading the silken pre-cum leaking from him with her fingertip and
licking her lips. Tiffany wanted to taste him. Put her lips over the crown. Skim her
mouth along his shaft. Take him down the back of her throat. She swallowed, knowing the feeling when she took him inside her pussy would be even better. She needed to experience her sex stretched over the head of his dick again. The fiery invasion. The awareness of being totally filled when he pressed into her tight channel.
Her chest heaving, she mumbled, “Condom.”
“Sorry, sugar. We’ll have to settle for this,” he said. Declan removed his fingers from her
body and tugged her hips down on him before he placed his steel between her
feminine folds. “Slide your sweetness along the length of my cock.”
Oh, God. She was so slick, she easily made the glide up and down, her chest rubbing against his.
In the next instant, he splayed his large hands across her ass, pulling her against him even tighter. This was good, sex without penetration, something she’d never done before, and the delicious sensation had her nipples pebbled hard against the material of her bra, but when he flicked out his tongue, everything got better. She moaned and gave him access to her neck, where he wasted no time and tickled the hollow of her throat before he nipped at the soft flesh with his teeth. She shivered.
“There you go.” The vibration of his deep voice sent a wave of pleasure across the
canvas of her flesh. Every part of her body hungered for his touch. He slapped her
ass. 
She jumped and lost her rhythm—taken aback.
“Faster,” he demanded, and she didn’t 
have time to consider if she liked the swat or not. He spanked her again. “Move your fine ass.”
She complied, sliding herself up and down. He slapped her ass once more, but this
time the sensation sent a buzz to her already-stimulated clit. The joy spreading
across 
her caught— a wildfire.
“Again,” she uttered in a breathy voice.
“Like that, do you?”
God help her, she did.

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Author Bio & Links:

London Saint James has lived in many places, but never felt “at home” until she met the real-life man of her dreams and settled down in the beautiful Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. London lives with her husband and their fat cat who thinks he owns them.
As an award-winning, bestselling, multi-published author,
London is living her childhood dream. She knew all the scribbling she did, that big imagination of hers, and all those clamoring characters running around in her head would pay off someday.

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2 comments:

  1. Thank you for hosting me on your blog today!

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  2. Thanks for the excerpt, sorry, can't enter the giveaway since I don't use Twitter or FB or Pinterest!

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