Wednesday, January 30, 2013

New Cover! THE WAGER!

So excited! Got my cover for THE WAGER, my upcoming release from Blushing Books! Korey Mae Johnson is the artist and it features the hunky Jimmy Thomas!



When San Francisco advice columnist Skye Covington gets a letter from a reader wanting to know if she should let her boyfriend spank her, she’s quick to let her know that no modern, independent woman should submit to a man in that way. Not unless she’s okay with her boyfriend expecting her to submit to him in other areas of her life as well. A woman can’t be submissive in the bedroom and in charge outside of it, or so Skye believes.

Sports columnist Carter Madison has always been attracted to Skye, but since it’s common knowledge that she doesn’t date jocks, he never bothered asking her out. Her latest column gives him an idea, though. Since she admits she’s never been spanked and obviously knows nothing about it, he challenges her to a friendly wager. She lets him spank her three times. If she likes it, she has to apologize to her readers in her column.

Never one to pass up a dare, Skye agrees. She has no doubt she’s going to win. Because there’s no way she could ever enjoy getting spanked, right?



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Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Thursday, January 24, 2013

Thursday Thirteen - Excerpts from NOT REALLY THE OUTDOOR TYPE!



Thirteen Excerpts from my sexy new release NOT REALLY THE OUTDOOR TYPE!


1.
As Kendall stood there beside the racks of fishing poles waiting for the girl to come back, she realized she was nervous about seeing Jason again. Would he recognize her? Heck, would he even remember her
 
Before she could speculate on an answer to either of those questions, the door opened and the girl came out, followed by a tall, well-built and even-better-looking-than-she had-remembered Jason Maxwell. One look into those gorgeous blue eyes and she felt like she was back in high school again. Jeans and a plaid shirt had never looked so damn sexy on a guy.


2.
Since then, he’d alternated between kicking himself for letting her get away and thanking God he’d been too chicken to ask her out back in high school. Because while being with her would have been beyond amazing, she would have broken his heart for sure the day she’d left Copper Canyon for the big city. And something told him you didn’t simply “get over” a woman like Kendall.

3.
After he’d shown her around in the back, he gave her a tour of the store, taking her through the different areas to familiarize her with each section. Though Kendall really did make an effort to pay attention to everything he said—especially since she didn’t know the first thing about most of the stuff—she spent more time listening to his sexy voice than focusing on what he was saying. His rough, husky timbre seemed to have established a direct connection with her erogenous zones. Sort of like a verbal vibrator. The more he talked, the more insistent the purring in her pussy became until she was sure she was going to have run to the restroom to play with herself.


4.
Kendall tried hard to focus on work the rest of the day, but that was easier said than done, especially after closing time. By then, the other employees had left for the day and it was just the two of them in the store. She tried not to let it, but her gaze kept straying to Jason as she filled the bins with more of the floaty red and white balls used for fishing. God, he looked hot even doing something as simple as standing at the counter going over the day’s receipt. Stifling a moan, she bent to pick up another handful of floaty things and inadvertently bumped into the metal rack, knocking the whole thing over. She instinctively reached out to grab it, but it fell anyway, hundreds of red and white balls rolling across the floor and going every which way.
 
Crap.
 
Hoping Jason hadn’t seen, she snuck a glance his way to find him glaring at her, his jaw tight. He slapped the pen he’d been using down on the counter. “That does it. I’ve had it!”
 
Her face coloring hotly, Kendall hastily bent down to start picking up the balls when she felt Jason grab her arm. She didn’t know what she expected, but it wasn’t for him to haul her to her feet and glower at her.
 
“You’re doing this deliberately, aren’t you?” he demanded.
 
She stared up at him, mouth open. “Wh-what? No!”
 
He lifted a brow. “No one could screw up this much unless they were doing it on purpose. What, is this is your way of trying to get back at me for something you think I did to you in high school?”
 
What the heck was he talking about? “You really need to get over yourself.  I barely even remember you from high school, much less anything you might have done.” She tried to yank free of his grip, but his hand only tightened on her arm. “Let go of me. Unless you don’t want me to pick up these stupid things.”
 
“Oh, you’re going to pick them up, all right,” he growled. “After we get something straight.”
 
Kendall frowned, about to ask him what he meant by that when Jason suddenly bent her over at the waist, his strong arm holding her in place.
 
She craned her neck to look at him. “What the hell are you doing?”
 
“Helping you focus on you work,” he ground out.
 
“Focus? What—?” she began, only to let out a startled little, “Oh!” of surprise when she felt him give her ass a hard smack. “What are you doing?”
 
“I told you,” he said, giving the seat of her tight jeans another smack, harder this time. “I’m helping you focus. Since you said you didn’t make all those mistakes on purpose, I have to assume that means you’re not paying attention to your job. Maybe a spanking will help you keep your mind on what you’re supposed to be doing.”
 
 
5.
If this wasn’t a date, why was she still standing in front of the mirror wondering if the silky camisole top she’d combined with a pair of low-waisted pair of jeans, platform sandals and dangling earrings was sexy enough?


6.
Kendall ran her tongue over her lips, torn between waiting for him to kiss her and grabbing him by the back of the head and planting one on him herself.
 
She was this close to giving in to the crazy urge when Jason slid his fingers beneath her chin and gently tilted her head up. She closed her eyes and parted her lips. When his mouth finally touched hers, she thought she might melt into a puddle right there on the front porch of the cabin. He tasted like coffee and a little bit like chocolate cake, only sweeter and more delicious.
 
She ran her hands up the front of his shirt to clutch his shoulders, moaning as the muscles flexed beneath her finger. When her lips parted, his tongue plunged into her mouth, seeking hers and tangling with it in a way that made her whole body tremble.
7.
Kendall eyed the tank of creepy creatures warily. The idea of venturing in there with nothing but a flimsy net for protection was almost enough to send her running out of the hothouse. But getting live bait for the customers was part of her job. Besides, how hard could it be? All she had to do was put the net in the tank and wait for the crickets to jump in.
 
Simple, right?
 
Taking a deep breath, she slowly inched the lid off the tank and carefully set it down on the table, then hesitantly peered inside. The creatures froze, their eyes trained on her. They seemed just as afraid of her as she was of them.
 
Not a chance.
 
Steeling herself, she thrust the net into the tank, only to jump back with a loud scream when a cricket jumped on her arm. Black and shiny, it had to be the biggest cricket she’d ever seen. Terrified, she slapped at it wildly with her free hand. The cricket bounded high in the air. She whirled around, trying to track the thing in case it attacked her again, but it was no use. She had no idea where it went. She only hoped it wasn’t on her
 
Shuddering at the thought, she turned back around. While trying to save herself from that psycho cricket, she’d dropped the net into the tank with the rest of them. Crap
 
8.
Jason lifted a brow, a smile threatening to break the seriousness of his expression. “Crickets attacked you?"
 
“Yes,” she insisted. “You should have seen it. They were all over me. In my hair. On my clothes.” She shivered just thinking about it. “I can’t believe it’s even legal to keep those things. They’re dangerous.”
 
He chuckled. “The only thing dangerous in there is you, honey. Believe me, those crickets are more afraid of you than you are of them.”
 
“I seriously doubt that.”
 
“You know, it probably would have been easier if you’d just used your hands instead of the net.”
 
Her eyes went wide. “My hands? You’ve got to be kidding me. They could have bitten me.”
 
“Crickets don’t bite, Kendall.” He jerked his head toward the hothouse. “Come on. I’ll show you how to catch them.”
 
Kendall blinked. He didn’t seriously expect her to go back in there with those things, did he? “No way. If you haven’t noticed, I’m not really the outdoor type. That means anything dealing with nature is off-limits.”
 
Jason shook his head. “You’ve been living in LA for way too long.”
 
“Yeah, well at least I don’t have to worry about crickets attacking me there.”
 
He snorted. “No. There, you just have to worry about people attacking you.”
 
She made a face. “Go take care of your stupid crickets. I’m going home.”
 
Kendall turned on her heel to storm off, only to trip over a plastic bucket beside the hothouse. It fell to the wooden dock with a thud, the contents inside spilling out all over her feet. This day just kept getting better and better.
 
Cursing, she shook her feet, trying to get the dirt off. That was when she realized there were slimy, wiggly things crawling around in it.
 
Kendall jumped back with a scream, frantically kicking her feet. While the dirt fell off easily, the squirming things living in it only clung to her skin. She backpedaled wildly, cringing as they squished under her sandals.
 
“Get them off me,” she shrieked.
 
Jason ignored her. Instead, he crouched down to hurriedly scoop up handfuls of the nasty little creatures and put them back in the bucket.
 
“Dammit, Kendall, you’re stepping on them. Just pick them up. They won’t hurt you.”
 
Kendall stared at him in disbelief. He wanted her to touch those disgusting squirmy things?
 
“Pick them up yourself!” she shot back.
 
Heedless of the worms crawling around underfoot, she started for the door when Jason caught her arm and spun her around.
 
“You didn’t learn anything from that spanking I gave you the other day, did you?” he growled.
 
Kendall gasped. He wouldn’t dare spank her again. But as he strode over to one of the benches alongside the building, she realized he intended to do just that.
 
“Jason, wait…”
 
The rest of what she was going to say came out in a whoosh of breath as he sat down on the bench and flung her over his knee.
9.
I can’t believe you spanked me again,” she said.
 
He got to his feet, a tower of rock-hard muscle that reminded her how easily it was for him to hold her down and redden her ass a minute ago. Her pussy quivered at the memory.
 
“And I’ll keep doing it until you do your job better,” he warned.
 
She lifted her chin. “You don’t have to worry about that anymore because I quit.”
 
Jason recoiled as if she’d slapped him. The stunned expression on his face floored her. He couldn’t really be surprised, could he?
 
Kendall didn’t know why she kept standing there. Was she waiting for an apology? Or hoping he’d beg her not to quit? Neither would make her change her mind.
 
10.
Jason swore as he watched Kendall go. What the hell was wrong with him? He’d promised himself he wasn’t going to spank her again, but between lying to a customer about being out of live bait and stepping on those damn nightcrawlers, he’d lost it. And now he’d lost her.
 
 
11.
She gulped her coffee, not caring that it was still too hot. God, she sounded stupid. Jason had spanked her not once, but twice because she’d done something he didn’t like. But he was also sweet and funny and gorgeous a sin. Not to mention one hell of a good kisser.
 
She groaned. No doubt about it, she was definitely making an appointment with a therapist when she got back to LA.
 
 
12.
How could she be a modern, independent woman and submissive at the same time? The two should be mutually exclusive, shouldn’t they?
 
 
13.
She toyed with the shoulder strap of her purse, waiting for him to continue. Unfortunately, Jason made no further attempt at conversation. Which meant it was up to her.
 
Kendall took a deep breath and plunged in. “That wasn’t the only reason I came back to work. I…I was worried about you.”
 
“Sheriff Atwater told me.”
 
She blushed. Crap. What had the man told Jason? “He probably thinks I’m an alarmist."
 
Jason’s mouth quirked. “An alarmist would have called in the National Guard.”
 
Kendall laughed. Why hadn’t she thought of that?
 
“You didn’t need to worry about me, you know,” Jason said. “I was fine.”
 
“But I didn’t know that then. I kept imagining all sorts of horrible things. If you knew how worried I was…"
 
He frowned. “Wait a minute. Did I miss something? Because the other night you couldn’t stand the sight of me.”
 
“I know, but you just spanked me and…” Did he know how hard he was making this? “I was mad at you, okay? But when you didn’t come back when you said you would and I thought something had happened to you, I realized how much I cared about you.”
 
Jason said nothing. Unfortunately, his expression gave nothing away, so she had no idea what he was thinking. Then again, maybe his silence was answer enough. Maybe he wasn’t as interested in her as she was in him.
 
Her eyes burned. Crap. Now, she was going to start crying. “I-I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have come…”
 
She started for the door, but Jason caught her arm. He used his other hand to tilt her face up to his. What she saw in his eyes made her catch her breath.
 
“I’m glad you came.” His voice was a husky caress in her ear. “I’ve been driving myself crazy these past couple days trying to come up with something I could do or say that’d make you forgive me for spanking you. All I could come up with was the promise that I won’t do it again. Please tell me that’s enough.”
 
Kendall opened her mouth to tell him that his spankings were part of the reason she’d come to see him, but Jason kissed her before she could get the words out.
 
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Wednesday, January 23, 2013

New Release! NOT REALLY THE OUTDOOR TYPE!

So excited to announce I've got a new release out with Blushing Books called NOT REALLY THE OUTDOOR TYPE!  It actually came out years ago and has been out of print for a while, so I've reworked it. This version is totally different - and I think better - than the original. I'm excited about it! Hope you will be, too!

Not Really the Outdoor Type

The passion between them isn't the only thing that's hot when a big-city girl rekindles a romance with her high school crush!

Dumped by her boyfriend and out of a job, Kendall Merriweather moves from LA back to her hometown in rural Idaho, hoping to sort out her life. When she needs a job, she goes to Outdoor Outfitters, one of the few businesses in the small town that’s hiring. She’s not crazy about live bait and arming hunters against poor defenseless animals, but there is one benefit—the owner is her high school crush, and even more gorgeous now than he was then.

Unfortunately, her fascination with Jason Maxwell results in one workplace disaster after another. He’s patient with her at first, but soon decides that what Kendall needs is a good sound spanking to help her focus on her job.

Kendall tells herself she’s a big-city girl who shouldn’t have to put up with getting a spanking from any man, so why does she get turned on by having a big, strong guy like Jason warm her bottom?


Excerpt:

Jason still hadn’t come back by closing time, which made her even more curious about where he’d gone off to. Nicole and the Darren, the other high school kid who worked at the store, headed out shortly after the last of the customers, leaving her alone in the store. She considered waiting for Jason in his office, but decided to hang out by the lake instead.

As she sat on the bench, her gaze strayed from the crystal waters of the lake to the hothouse to make sure those nasty crickets hadn’t figured out a way to open it. They were probably all over the place by now. God, those things made her skin crawl.

The door to the store opened, making her jump. She almost laughed. What did she think, it was some big, bad cricket coming to get her? Getting to her feet, she walked over to Jason. She’d worn shorts and a pair of low-heeled sandals to work, and her pulse skipped a beat when she saw his eyes go to her long legs.

“Hey.” She gave him a smile. “I was wondering where you were.”

He didn’t return her smile, or answer her question. Instead, he frowned and looked past her at the hothouse. “One of the locals said he came in looking to buy some crickets and you told him we were out of them. In fact, he said you told him we were out of all the live bait.”

“Um…” She knew she should own up to it and tell Jason what happened, but for some reason, her self-preservation kicked in “I don’t really remember. We were so busy today. Maybe he talked to someone else.”

Jason lifted a brow, the look in his eyes making Kendall think he didn’t quite believe her little fib.

She hurried on before he could press the issue. “I waited because I thought you might like to come over for…”

The words trailed off as Jason walked past her and headed down the dock toward the hothouse. She hurried after him.

“Wh-where are you going?”

He gave her a sidelong glance. “To see if we’re out of live bait.”

Kendall grabbed his arm. “You can’t!”

He halted in his tracks and turned to face her. “Why not?”

She tried to come up some lie he’d believe, but she couldn’t think of anything. “Because…”

His brows drew together. “What did you do, Kendall?”

She chewed on her lower lip, hesitating. When she didn’t answer, Jason turned on his heel and headed for the hothouse again. Kendall followed.

“I wouldn’t go in there if I were you,” she said, stopping him just as he reached the door. “At least not without a really big flyswatter or something.”

Jason turned to look at her in confusion. “A flyswatter. What are you talking about?”

Kendall sighed. “I went in there to get that guy his stupid crickets, and the next thing I know, those creepy, disgusting things were jumping all over the place.”

He frowned. “Didn’t you use the net?”

“I tried. But before I could, they attacked me.”

Jason lifted a brow, a smile threatening to break the seriousness of his expression. “Crickets attacked you?”

“Yes,” she insisted. “You should have seen it. They were all over me. In my hair. On my clothes.” She shivered just thinking about it. “I can’t believe it’s even legal to keep those things. They’re dangerous.”

He chuckled. “The only thing dangerous in there is you, honey. Believe me, those crickets are more afraid of you than you are of them.”

“I seriously doubt that.”

“You know, it probably would have been easier if you’d just used your hands instead of the net.”

Her eyes went wide. “My hands? You’ve got to be kidding me. They could have bitten me.”

“Crickets don’t bite, Kendall.” He jerked his head toward the hothouse. “Come on. I’ll show you how to catch them.”

Kendall blinked. He didn’t seriously expect her to go back in there with those things, did he? “No way. If you haven’t noticed, I’m not really the outdoor type. That means anything dealing with nature is off-limits.”

Jason shook his head. “You’ve been living in LA for way too long.”

“Yeah, well at least I don’t have to worry about crickets attacking me there.”

He snorted. “No. There, you just have to worry about people attacking you.”

She made a face. “Go take care of your stupid crickets. I’m going home.”

Kendall turned on her heel to storm off, only to trip over a plastic bucket beside the hothouse. It fell to the wooden dock with a thud, the contents inside spilling out all over her feet. This day just kept getting better and better.

Cursing, she shook her feet, trying to get the dirt off. That was when she realized there were slimy, wiggly things crawling around in it. Kendall jumped back with a scream, frantically kicking her feet. While the dirt fell off easily, the squirming things living in it only clung to her skin. She backpedaled wildly, cringing as they squished under her sandals.

“Get them off me,” she shrieked.

Jason ignored her. Instead, he crouched down to hurriedly scoop up handfuls of the nasty little creatures and put them back in the bucket.

“Dammit, Kendall, you’re stepping on them. Just pick them up. They won’t hurt you.”

Kendall stared at him in disbelief. He wanted her to touch those disgusting squirmy things?
“Pick them up yourself!” she shot back.

Heedless of the worms crawling around underfoot, she started for the door when Jason caught her arm and spun her around.

“You didn’t learn anything from that spanking I gave you the other day, did you?” he growled.

Kendall gasped. He wouldn’t dare spank her again. But as he strode over to one of the benches alongside the building, she realized he intended to do just that.

“Jason, wait…”

The rest of what she was going to say came out in a whoosh of breath as he sat down on the bench and flung her over his knee. Kendall immediately tried to push herself back up, but the strong arm wrapped firmly around her waist held her fast.


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http://www.blushingbooks.com/index.php?l=product_detail&p=315

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http://www.amazon.com/Not-Really-Outdoor-Type-ebook/dp/B00B1W7DN8/ref=sr_1_41?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1358452965&sr=1-41


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Thursday, January 17, 2013

Thursday Thirteen - WDW Marathon!



Thirteen Things We Did at the Walt Disney World Marathon Weekend!

1. Ran 26.2 Miles!
2. Went to the Marathon Expo
3. Went to Downtown Disney
4. Stayed at Disney's Art of Animation Resort
5. Went to Disney's Hollywood Studios
6. Took Pictures with Wreck-It Ralph and Vanellope von Schweetz
7. Rode Toy Story Midway Mania
8. Rode Tower of Terror
9. Went to Magic Kingdom
10. Took Pictures with Tinkerbell and Periwinkle
11.  Took Pictures with Gaston
12. Took Picture with Beast
13. Had a ton of fun!

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Wednesday, January 16, 2013

WDW Marathon!



We're back from the Walt Disney World Marathon Weekend!  It so rocked!  Not only did we beat our time from the previous marathon, but we got our hands on the awesome anniversary medal Disney awards for finishing!  The course was extra cool, too, taking us all the way into all the parks, ESPN's Wide World of Sports and the Richard Petty Driving Experience Raceway!  And yes, there were lots of characters along the way!

We stayed at Disney's new Art of Animation resort, which I totally recommend, and also checked out the new Fantasyland in Magic Kingdom, including the new Be Our Guest restaurant, where we got to meet Beast!  Yes, I love the characters!  Speaking of, we met Wreck-It Ralph and Vanellope von Schweetz, too!  I was totally excited!  Love that movie!

Yeah, if you haven't figured it out, Disney is like Vegas to me, only better!

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Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Tasty Tuesday Hunk!

Okay, my mind is going all sorts of place with this guy!

 
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Thursday, January 10, 2013

Thursday Thirteen - Reasons People Don't Keep Those New Year's Resolutions!



Since I gave you a list of the most popular New Year's Resolutions in another TT, I thought I'd share thirteen of the most popular reasons people don't keep those resolutions!

1. They try to go it alone
2. The goal they set is too high
3. They give up too easily
4. They can't fit it in their schedule
5. It's too expensive
6. Their resolutions are unrealistic
7. They don't have a plan on how to keep their resolutions
8. They're not honest with themselves
9. They go into it with the wrong perspective
10. They don't believe in themselves
11. They don't have clearly defined goals
12. They make too many resolutions at once
13. They forget to reward themselves when they stick to their goals

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Wednesday, January 9, 2013

New Cover! NOT REALLY THE OUTDOOR TYPE!

So excited!  Got my cover for NOT REALLY THE OUTDOOR TYPE, my upcoming release from Blushing Books!  Korey Mae Johnson is the artist and it features the hunky Jimmy Thomas!

Not Really the Outdoor Type

The passion between them isn't the only thing that's hot when a big-city girl rekindles a romance with her high school crush!

Dumped by her boyfriend and out of a job, Kendall Merriweather moves from LA back to her hometown in rural Idaho, hoping to sort out her life. When she needs a job, she goes to Outdoor Outfitters, one of the few businesses in the small town that’s hiring. She’s not crazy about live bait and arming hunters against poor defenseless animals, but there is one benefit—the owner is her high school crush, and even more gorgeous now than he was then.

Unfortunately, her fascination with Jason Maxwell results in one workplace disaster after another. He’s patient with her at first, but soon decides that what Kendall needs is a good sound spanking to help her focus on her job.

Kendall tells herself she’s a big-city girl who shouldn’t have to put up with getting a spanking from any man, so why does she get turned on by having a big, strong guy like Jason warm her bottom?


Read an Excerpt!
http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksNotReallyTheOutdoorType.html

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Thursday, January 3, 2013

Thursday Thirteen - New Year's Resolutions!


 
I don't make New Year's Resolutions, but here are thirteen of the most popular!
 
1. Get more exercise
2. Lose weight
3. Stop smoking
4. Read more books
5. Save more money
6. Try something new
7. Get organized
8. Watch less reality TV
9. Redecorate
10. Leave work on time
11. Get better at social networking
12. Call people more than text them
13. Go on vacation
 
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Wednesday, January 2, 2013

What I'm Working On!

Hey everyone!  Just a quick note to let you know what I'm working on!

It's a sexy spanking romance for Blushing Books called NOT REALLY THE OUTDOOR TYPE. It actually came out years ago and has been out of print for a while, so I'm really reworking it. This version is totally different - and I think better - than the original. I'm excited about it!  Hope you will be, too!

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