8/3 Saturday Spankings!
Boy, it’s been a while since I’ve had the time to do this. But I’m hard at work on Saving Sara: Masters of the Castle, Book 3, so I thought I’d give everyone a little sneak peek of Jackson and the love of his life…whether she wants to be or not!
Saturday Spankings are only supposed to be 8 lines, however the majority of mine are incredibly short. The submission is 3 paragraphs instead and fewer words than my blurb. 🙂 This snippet is close to the beginning. Jackson and Sara are waiting just outside Master Marshall’s office, waiting to talk to him. When you’re doing reading this, go ahead and click the Saturday Spankings pic above to go back to the list and visit the other talented authors who have joined these week’s sneak peek!
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“I never lied to you.”
“Sure you did.” The smirk became a genuine smile and Jackson leaned in close to her. His voice dropped seductively low. “No,” he purred for her ears alone. “Please, no. I don’t want a spanking. Don’t touch me there, Jackson, please. That hurts.” His smile broadened when she quickly looked away, unable to hold his gaze, recognizing in an instant exactly which conversation that had been. She tightened her thighs, squeezing them together as if that alone could stop the low throb that came pulsing to slow life between them. Heat stole up into her face, burning her cheeks from the inside out; grinning, Jackson leaned in closer. “Except that it didn’t hurt, did it, Sara? I seem to recall you came so hard for me, you left my hand drenched in salty-sweet pussy juice. My fingers dripped with it. It coated my cock better than any lubricant and when I shoved into you, baby girl, I sank right in all the way up to my ba—”
The door to Master Marshall’s door banged open then and Sara jumped to her feet as if the bench were a stovetop.
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Once upon a time, Jackson and Sara were friends. Close friends. Friends with benefits, even. For him, making that leap into a committed relationship seemed like a no-brainer. For her, it was scary as hell. Having seen more than one submissive become lost in the illusion of a dungeon relationship incapable of surviving in real life, and now on the verge of falling in love herself, Sara has no idea who she’s falling in love with: Jackson the reality, or the masterful illusion.
Then the accident happened and with Jackson offering to take care of her, that’s when Sara knew–she was going to lose herself in the illusion. Terrified, she ran.
Now, years later, Jackson is chief of security for The Castle–the hottest BDSM fantasy resort in the country. Summoned to the dungeon on a trouble call, Sara is the last person he expects to find huddled up against the bathroom wall. After three long years filled with even longer nights, he’s had plenty of time to consider all he’d do if ever she fell back into his life. When he sees his chance, he doesn’t hesitate. One day—that’s all he has before the buses come and Sara runs again. One day to rekindle old passions, to bury old fears, to prove once and for all just what is illusion and what is not.
Welcome to The Castle.