Thursday, February 28, 2008

Thursday Thirteen!

Thirteen Non-Scripted and Cable TV Shows We Watch!

1. Good Eats

2. House Hunters

3. Iron Chef America

4. Monday Night Countdown

5. NFL Live

6. Sunday NFL Countdown

7. Survivor

8. Throwdown with Bobby Flay

9. The Next Food Network Star

10. NFL Total Access

11. Trading Spaces

12. Unwrapped

13. Ultimate Recipe Showdown

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Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Your Hunky Hero for Today is...

Declan Sinclair from Stop or I'll Spank! I can totally see why Stephanie kept trying to come up with ways to get him to spank her!


Thursday, February 21, 2008

Thursday Thirteen!

Thirteen of my Favorite Jelly Belly Jelly Beans!

1. Bubble Gum

2. Cafe Latte

3. Cappuccino

4. Chocolate Pudding

5. Coconut

6. Peanut Butter

7. Pina Colada

8. Pink Grapefruit

9. Strawberry Cheesecake

10. Strawberry Daiquiri

11. Toasted Marshmallow

12. Top Banana

13. Tutti Fruitti

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Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Stop or I'll Spank!

Here's an excerpt from my contemporary spanking romance, Stop or I'll Spank, written under the name Samantha Danvers!

Pulling into the driveway, Stephanie was surprised, but pleased to see that Declan was already home. Getting out ofthe car, she hurried up the front steps and into the apartment. Setting her shoulder bag down on the table in the entryway, she glanced around for her boyfriend.

“Declan!” she called.

"In the bedroom!” came his answer.

The bedroom, huh? That sounded good to her! Grinning, Stephanie hurried in that direction. But instead of finding her boyfriend in bed waiting for her like she had expected, Declan was dressed in old jeans and a T-shirt, and was down on the floor taping off the baseboards. He got to his feet when she entered the room.

Stephanie looked around, taking in the plastic tarp covering the floor as well as the cans of paint. “What’s all this?” she asked.

Declan gave her a grin as he folded over the edge of the tape and tossed the roll onto the floor. “You said we should paint the bedroom, right?”

Her brow furrowed. “Well, yeah, but I thought we agreed that we were going to pick out the rest of the colors together.”

Her boyfriend shrugged. “But I found this really great color and couldn’t resist.”

Stephanie almost laughed when she realized that was the exact same thing she had said to Declan about the paint she’d picked out for the living room.

Her gaze went to the cans of paint on the floor. “What color is it?” she asked suspiciously.

“Go put on some old clothes, and I’ll show you,” Declan said.

“How about a hint?” she said.

He chuckled. “Go change, woman!” he ordered. “I want it to be a surprise.”

“I bet I’ll be surprised,” she muttered under her breath as she crossed the room to the walk-in closet.

“I heard that!” Declan called after her, laughing when she turned around to stick her tongue out at him.

As much as he had disliked the idea of repainting the apartment, Declan had to admit that it was more fun than he’d thought. He supposed that might have a little something to do with the spanking he’d given Steph the night before. And after the meeting he’d had that morning, he was looking forward to spending the day with his girlfriend.

The DA had roasted him and Reese about their inability to come up with any other evidence on Markam, then given them another week to come up with something. If not, he was going to shut down the investigation, and that would definitely not look good.

Stephanie came back into the bedroom a few minutes later, interrupting his thoughts and looking sexy as hell in a skimpy pair of cut-off’s and a tank top, and Declan felt his cock go hard at the sight of her. No way was he going to be able to concentrate on painting with her looking like that, he thought.

Walking across the room to stand beside the cans of paint, Stephanie put her hands on her hips and looked at him. “So, let’s see this color you couldn’t resist,” she said.

Dropping to his knee beside the cans, he slowly pried the lid off one of them. Stephanie had a sneaking suspicion that Declan was deliberately taking his time, just to make the whole thing more dramatic.

Finally loosening it enough, Declan took off the lid and set it down on the plastic tarp. “So,” he said, giving her a grin. “What do you think?”

Stephanie stared in disbelief. “It’s white!”

“It’s eggshell,” he insisted. “It says so right on the label.”

She made a face. “White by any other name is still white, Declan.”

Her boyfriend grinned and handed her a paintbrush. “But it’ll look great in here.”

Stephanie shook her head as she watched him stir the paint. Though eggshell was definitely not the color she would have chosen for the bedroom, she supposed she couldn’t complain too much. After all, she did get to pick the color for the living room. Besides, she thought, once Declan saw how boring eggshell really looked on the walls, he would agree with her about repainting.

Taking the small container that he’d filled for her, Stephanie dipped the brush into the paint and began edging in around window while Declan started along the baseboard. Since her boyfriend had already taped off everything that wasn’t going to get painted, she didn’t concentrate on being particularly neat. A couple of times, she even dripped paint on her bare feet. So, when Declan began to paint around the baseboard underneath where she was standing, she didn’t think anything of it when she once again dripped more paint onto the floor. This time, however, the paint didn’t drip onto the floor, but right onto Declan’s head.

"Ooops,” she said when he looked up at her.

“Did you do that on purpose?” he asked as he transferred the brush to the hand holding the container of paint so that he could wipe the paint out of his hair.

She laughed. “No,” she said, and then added, “Not that you don’t deserve it for picking such a boring color.”

He stopped wiping to lift a brow. “Are you trying to get a spanking?”

She blinked in surprise, his words bringing a rush of color to her face. “Wh-what?” she stammered. “No!”

Declan eyes narrowed. “Then no more cracks about my choice of colors,” he warned. “And no more dripping paint on me, either.”

Trying to suppress a giggle, Stephanie turned back to the wall to begin painting again, but Declan’s comment had rattled her concentration and the moment she lifted the brush another dollop of paint dripped off onto his shoulder.

He gave her a stern look. “I mean it, Steph,” he said. “Stop, or I’m going to spank you.”

Stephanie knew Declan wasn’t really mad, but his implied threat of a spanking had her pulse beating wildly. And though she tried to concentrate on painting, it was all she could think about. Her hands were actually trembling in anticipation! How could she paint now?

Not paying attention to what she was doing, she turned around to get more paint, only to bump into Declan and smack him right in the chest with the paintbrush.

For a moment, Stephanie just stared at the white stripe she had accidentally painted on the front of her boyfriend’s shirt, her mouth hanging open in disbelief. Then, unable to help herself, she started laughing.

“Okay, that’s it!” Declan growled, putting down his paintbrush. “Come here.”

Before she even realized what he was doing, Declan had taken the brush and the container of paint out of her hand and had caught her around the waist. Spinning her half around, he bent her over and brought his hand down on her jean-clad bottom several times in rapid succession.

“Owwwww!” she squealed, still laughing. “Honey, please! I didn’t mean that! It was an accident!”

But Declan ignored her, instead continuing to smack her ass, his hand going back and forth from one cheek to the other so fast that she could barely keep up!

Despite how much the spanking stung however, Stephanie couldn’t seem to stop laughing. It was like she had a case of the giggles!

“So, you think this is funny, huh?” Declan said, amusement in his deep voice. “Or maybe you’re still laughing about getting paint all over me.”

Stephanie tried to shake her head and tell him that she didn’t think it was funny at all, but she was laughing too much.

“Well, we’ll see how funny you think it is after I pull down these cute little shorts and really start to tan your gorgeous ass,” Declan said.

In spite of how much she was laughing, Stephanie couldn’t miss the way her pussy tingled in response to his words. She thought she might come right there on the spot!

Making good on his word, Declan reached around and undid the buttons on her cut-off’s, pushing them down in one swift motion. She loved the way he got all caveman about pulling off her clothes! Her panties quickly followed, leaving her bottom completely bare to his gaze, not to mention his strong hand. A sexy little thrill ran through her at the thought!

“Bend over and put your hands on the ladder,” Declan ordered.

Stephanie supposed she could have protested, but the truth was, she didn’t want to. So, she did as he told her, obediently putting her hands on the step-ladder and sticking her bottom out. Pulse racing, she held her breath and waited for the spanking she knew was coming. When Declan resumed spanking her though, it wasn’t with his hand, but with something else. Something that stung like crazy!

“Owwwww!” she yelped. “What the...?”

Jumping up, Stephanie spun around, her hands protectively cupping her sore derriere. Her eyes went wide when she saw the wooden paint stirrer in Declan’s hand.

“Did I say I was done?” her boyfriend asked, the authoritative tone in his voice unmistakable.

She stared at the paint stirrer, her lips formed into a pout. Very interesting, she thought. “No, but...”

“Then turn around and bend over,” Declan said softly.

Still not sure what to think of the paint stirrer, Stephanie slowly did as she was told.

Behind her, the corner of Declan’s mouth edged up. When he had first grabbed Stephanie and spun her around, spanking her with anything other than his hand hadn’t even occurred to him. But then he’d caught sight of the unused paint stirrer, and he hadn’t been able to resist.

In front of him, Stephanie was bent over with her hands on the ladder, her perfect ass already a gorgeous shade of pink and just waiting to be spanked some more. Putting one hand on the small of her back, he drew back the other and brought the paint stirrer down on both cheeks with a hard smack!

"Owwwww!” she protested. “Honey, that stings!”

Declan’s mouth quirked as he admired the rosy red stripe left on her bottom. He’d always thought his girlfriend had a gorgeous ass, but when it was all red from a spanking, it was even sexier. In fact, right now, it was all he could do not to toss aside the paint stirrer, grab her by the hips and thrust into her wet pussy. It didn’t help
that she wiggled her ass every time he brought the piece of wood down on her cheeks. It made him wonder if she was doing that just to drive him crazy because he was rock hard! A few more hard smacks to each cheek was all he could manage before he decided that he couldn’t control himself any longer. He had to have her!
Tossing the paint stirrer onto the floor, he took her hand and spun her around into his arms to cover her mouth with his.

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Thursday, February 14, 2008

Thursday Thirteen!

Thirteen Facts About Sex that I Read About in Cosmo!
  1. approximately 100-150 calories are burned during sex
  2. there are approximately 5 calories in a teaspoon of semen
  3. the most common out-of-the-bedroom locale for couples to have sex is the car
  4. the average speed of ejaculation is 28 mph (so wear those safety glasses, girls!)
  5. the average length of a soft penis is 3-4 inches
  6. the average length of a hard penis is 5-6 inches
  7. for most couples, foreplay lasts 11-13 minutes
  8. the clitoris contains approximately 8,000 nerve endings
  9. the penis has approximately 4,000 nerve endings
  10. both men and women are capable of having orgasms while sleeping
  11. the University of Toronto offers a sexual diversity program that takes an academic approach to S&M and other naughty proclivities
  12. for most couples, intercourse lasts 7-8 minutes
  13. women fantasize more durng sex than men do

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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Your Hunky Hero for Today is...

Reese Huntley from Crying Wolf! I can totally picture him spanking Kat! I can also totally see why she's so hot for him!


Thursday, February 7, 2008

Thursday Thirteen!

Thirteen Sexy Valentine's Treats to Share with your Sweetheart!

1. Playful Pleasures Coupons

2. Chocolate Body Paint
3. Chocolate Scented Massage Oil

4. Chocolate Body Tattoo Set

5. Chocolate Thong for Her

6. Chocolate Thong for Him

7. Cosmo's Aqua Kama Sutra

8. Cosmo's Kama Sutra

9. Discover Your Lover Game

10. Fur Handcuffs

11. Kama Sutra Playing Cards

12. Strip Chocolate Game

13. Sexy Lingerie

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Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Crying Wolf!

Here's an excerpt from my contemporary spanking romance Crying Wolf, written under the name Samantha Danvers!

As they ate dinner, Kat kept the conversation light, just like she would have if they were simply two friends having dinner, that’s all. Picking a safe topic, she talked about the latest clients she had, a newly married couple that wanted every room in their house decorated in white. Reese was tense in the beginning, probably thinking she was up to something, but it wasn’t long before she had him laughing at the way she had to convince the couple that painting the inside of the fireplace white was a bad idea. Once he began to relax, she kept the conversation going with a few more decorating anecdotes. Before long, Reese had gotten so comfortable that he began telling her about his day. Though she enjoyed listening to him, she was careful not to push, but instead, just let him talk about whatever he wanted to talk about.

After dinner, Reese helped her clear the table and load the dishwasher, and though Kat kept her movements subtle, she made sure to stand as close to him as she could while they cleaned up, brushing his arm with hers, or reaching for a plate at the same time he did so that their hands would touch. If Reese was on to her little game, he made no comment, though she had the feeling he might be catching on when she “accidentally” splashed water on herself just so that she could make a show of running her hands over her breasts as she wiped it off. The water combined with her touch to make her nipples harden beneath the cami-top she was wearing and poke out against the thin material. For a moment, Reese stared down at her softly rounded breasts as if mesmerized before he finally dragged his gaze away. Score! she told

Announcing that she’d stopped at the bakery and picked up a cheesecake for dessert, Kat insisted that Reese sit while she served it. She had been afraid that having dessert might be a bit much, especially since he knew that she didn’t normally eat dessert in the middle of the week like this, but she was trying to woo him. And if she didn’t have to be so concerned with doing it on the sly, she would have gone all out and added a bottle of wine and some candles, too. But that would definitely have been way over the top.

Cutting a skinny slice of cheesecake for her and a normal slice for Reese, Kat transferred them to dessert plates and carried them over to the table, where she
promptly put part two of her plan into action. Under the guise of setting one of the plates down on the table in front of Reese, she bent over so that her breasts were right in front of his face.

Reese gazed at her breasts for so long that for a moment Kat was tempted to stay in that position just to see if he would reach up and cup them in his hands. But then she reminded herself that she was supposed to be subtle. Standing up, she gave him a smile.“Ooops,” she said lightly. “Forgot the forks.”

Extremely aware of Reese’s eyes on her, Kat turned and walked across the kitchen, making sure to put a little extra sway in her hips as she did. Opening the cutlery drawer, she took out two forks, only to drop one as she closed it again. It fell to the floor with a clatter.Muttering something about how clumsy she was, Kat bent over to pick up the fork. She kept her movements slow and deliberate as she picked up the utensil, giving Reese a good, long look at her shapely legs and heart-shaped derriere. After a moment, she straightened and tossed the dirty fork in the sink, then grabbed a clean one from the drawer.

Going back over to the table, she handed Reese a fork and sat down. Though he made no comment, she could see that her little act had put him off balance. Good, she thought.Using her fork to cut into the slice of cheesecake, she waited for Reese to glance at her before slowly lifting it to her mouth.

“Mmmmm...” she moaned as she chewed. “This is absolutely delicious.”

Across from her, Reese stared at her, his fork halfway to his mouth, his dark eyes full of desire. He wanted her, Kat thought smugly. Her lips curving into a smile, she lifted another bite of cheesecake to her mouth, keeping her eyes on Reese as he watched her slowly lick the creamy dessert from the fork. Another bite or two of cheesecake and she’d have him, she told herself, almost giggling when she saw how much effort he was having to put into concentrating on his own dessert.

When they had been dating, she and Reese more often than not would have gone straight to bed and made love after having dinner, but tonight they both ended up in the living room watching television. Though he sat on one end of the couch and she was curled up on the other, Kat was extremely aware of the glances he sent her way when he thought she wasn’t looking.

As she sat there pretending to watch TV, Kat found herself imagining Reese picking up in his arms, carrying into the bedroom, and making mad, passionate love to her. In fact, her fantasy was so vivid that when he announced he had an early day the following morning and that they’d better get to bed, she found herself waiting for him do exactly that. But instead, all he said was, “You can have the bed. I’ll take the couch.”

Kat looked up at him in surprise. “Don’t be silly. Your bed is certainly big enough for two, and it’s not like we haven’t slept together before.” She gave him a grin. “I won’t even try to steal the blankets.”

Reese’s mouth quirked. “All the same, I’ll sleep out here.”

Resisting the urge to try and change his mind, Kat forced herself to shrug. “Suit yourself,” she said, uncurling her legs from the couch and getting to her feet. “Good night.”

Without waiting for a reply, she turned and walked out of the living room to pad barefoot down the hallway and into the bedroom. Closing the door, she leaned back against it, her mind awhirl as she tried to come up with a new plan.Kat had really thought that Reese would have admitted defeat after the cheesecake, and if not then, surely by the time they went to bed. What the heck was she supposed to do now? She wasn’t sure how long she’d stood there, waiting for an idea to come to her, but when one finally did, it was like a light bulb had gone on. Of course, she thought excitedly. Stripping off her shorts, she tossed them onto the bed, and then, wearing only her cami-top and a pair of tiny bikini panties, she walked out of the bedroom and into the living room. Ignoring Reese, she walked right past the couch and into the kitchen. Taking out a glass, she poured herself some water and stood in the light of the open refrigerator while she drank it. She knew that the glow would silhouette
her half-naked body to great effect. She also knew that from his position on the couch, Reese could see her perfectly.

Putting the glass in the sink, she walked back into the living room, giving Reese an apologetic look. “Sorry,” she said. “I just had to have some water before I went to bed.”

He made no comment, but just watched as she walked past. Back in the bedroom, Kat waited for a few moments before carrying out the next part of her plan. She would have to time it perfectly or it would definitely look like she was up to something. She knew she should probably have waited at least five minutes, but couldn’t hold out that long. Opening the bedroom door, she crossed to the linen closet. Taking out the extra blanket she knew Reese always kept in there, she hugged it to her chest and padded down the hallway to the living room.

Reese was lying on the couch, staring up at the ceiling, his arms folded behind his head, and he looked up at her entrance. His gaze ran over her bare legs before it met her own. “What are you still doing up?” he asked.

She offered him a small smile. “I just realized as I was getting ready to jump into bed that you didn’t have a blanket out here,” she said. “I thought you might be cold and I figured that since you were nice enough to let me use the bed, I could at least bring you a blanket.”

He frowned slightly. “You can just leave it on the chair,” he said. “I’ll get it if I need it.”

Ignoring his words, Kat walked past the stuffed chair and over to the couch, unfolding the big fleece blanket as she went.

“It’ll just take me a second to put it on,” she started to say, and then let out a gasp of surprise as she purposely tripped on the hem of the blanket to go sprawling across his chest. Reese’s arms went around her automatically to keep her from falling off the couch, which was a good thing because somehow she really had gotten all tangled up in the blanket.

“Oh, I’m so sorry about that,” she said breathlessly. But she really wasn’t sorry at all. Her well-timed trip had worked out just like she’d hoped. It not only brought her nose to nose with him at the perfect angle for kissing, but it pressed her soft breasts against his muscular chest as well, and it was all she could do not to moan when she felt his hard cock, insistent and urgent against her. Though she tried to resist the urge to move against him, her hips seemed to have a mind of their own and she found herself rubbing against his hardness.

“Okay, that’s it!” Reese growled.

Faster than she would have thought possible, Reese threw the blanket aside and had her back on her feet and over his knee. Remembering what had happened the last time she was in that position, Kat frantically tried to push herself upright, but a firm hand on her back pushed her down again.

“Reese, don’t you dare...” she began, only to let out a loud yelp when he delivered a sharp smack to the seat of her panties. She couldn’t believe he was actually spanking her! Again!

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Tuesday, February 5, 2008

TwoLips Reviews give Cindra and the Bounty Hunter 4.5 Kisses!

I'm so excited! TwoLips Reviews gives Cindra and the Bounty Hunter 4.5 Kisses!

"Cindra And The Bounty Hunter rocked my socks off. It is full of action, excitement, and erotic spankings. Paige Tyler has written a delicious book that is a thrill to read. The chemistry between Cindra and Bladen is passionate and seductive. Ms. Tyler does an excellent job in writing the explosive sex scenes between the two. I am sure Cindra And The Bounty Hunter will bring a smile to your lips as it did mine, and I highly recommend it to everyone. I will definitely be on the lookout for more from this amazing author." -Julianne

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