Tuesday, 28 May 2013


This is the first in my new series from Evernight
It is an amalgamation of everything i love
Regency period
Menage- all with m/m
YAY!! I love it!
Here's the blurb:

For five hundred years, vampires Nathaniel and Michael have loved each other. But without their third mate, they feel empty and incomplete.
Lady Margaret Tonnington is a recent widow who has finally got some control over her life. The last thing she wants or expects is two male vampires, who both claim to need her. She is shocked by the strength of their passion for each other and wants to be a part of that love.
But Michael and Nathaniel want to bind her to them forever. Margaret is hesitant to change her life and fights to stay human.  A compromise will be almost impossible, however it is essential for her vampire mate’s lives that she does. 

Thursday, 16 May 2013

Hop against Homophobia and Transphobia

It is the international day against homophobia and transphobia so we are doing a blog hop!!!
It may be insiginificant but i want to explain where my love affair with M/M started.
Brian Kinney and Justin Taylor.
If you do not know these names you have missed out.
They were/are two of the main characters in Queer as Folk- the Canadian version.
I was 17 when I was first introduced to the tv show and these characters. I would tape it on Monday night and watch the one episode over and over again.
Their sex's didn't matter to me, I just loved the love story between the two people.
I have never and will never understand how people can descriminate on the basis of who you love
and the way you make love. It makes absolutely no sense to me whats so ever.
So of course when i began writing erotic romance it was a natural progression to write M/M, M/M/M, M/M/F and M/M/M/F.
I do love my M's don't I ?
So to celebrate I want to share the epilogue of my story ' Truth Be Told.'
Which is an erotic romance released in May by Evernight Publishing.
I know that not everyone longs for the life of a 'breeder' as Brian Kinney used to say and everyone has the right to live the life they want. But this is my epilogue, so i gave my characters what they most longed for and what I believe they have every right to have.

Epilogue: 4 years later.
“Blow out the candles, sweet heart.” Patrick held his daughter’s long brown hair back so it didn’t get burnt.
She loudly and with great enthusiasm blew out the four candles on top of the cake that his mother had made for her as everyone at the party laughed and clapped.
“Good girl, Carlie,” Liam came around the other side of their daughter and picked her up into his arms, squeezing her tightly.
He put her back down on her feet and pointed her in Patrick’s mum’s direction. “Go and thank Granma for your cake while Daddy cuts it up for everyone.”
Patrick began slicing up the chocolate cake for all of their family and friends and couldn’t hold back his smile as Liam slid his arms around his waist.
“What are you smiling about, beautiful?” Liam whispered into his ear and Patrick was grateful he’d worn jeans to hide his body’s reaction.
“I just can’t believe she’s four already.”
They both looked over at his parents, where his mum and dad were giving their daughter all the attention a little girl could want.
Liam and he had been legally married for two years and they’d adopted Carlie eighteen months ago. She had been a shy, sickly little thing that had been bounced around from foster home to foster home until they had gotten her. Liam and he had both reduced their work hours and between them and both sets of grandparents, Carlie had blossomed into a happy, healthy little girl.
“I still can’t believe that we’re married with a child.” Liam’s soft words were meant only for him, but Patrick twirled in his husband’s arms and kissed him loudly on the lips.
“I love you, I love our life. I want nothing more.”
Liam laughed and stepped out of his embrace. Patrick looked up at the house they had bought together and looked around at the family they had created and knew his life was perfect.
“Are you sure about that?” Liam asked him, one eyebrow raised in the air as he pulled out a piece of paper from his back pocket.
“Yes … why?” Patrick’s stomach had dropped ominously. Liam would never spring bad news on him at a party, but what could be so exciting? Had he bought another house?
Liam opened the paper and handed into to Patrick.
“Because, they’re giving us a son to complete our family.”
Patrick glanced at the paper and didn’t need to even read it. With a scream he threw himself into Liam’s arms, who picked him up and twirled him around.
Milly and his parents walked over with Carlie while he quickly read the letter. They had applied to adopt another child six months ago, but had heard nothing.
“What’s wrong, daddy?” Carlie held out her arms to him and Patrick took her and squeezed her warm little body. She would have to share being the centre of his world now. He believed she was strong enough to do it.
He looked up at Liam, his voice too clogged up to speak.
Liam, knowing him too well, turned to his in-laws and smiled. “I just showed Patrick what we received yesterday. We are getting a little boy in the next few weeks.”
“Congratulations!” All of his family chorused, surrounding him, and kissing his cheeks and Liam’s. Even his dad gave Liam a kiss on the cheek. His dad had come a long way.
“What, daddy?”
Patrick looked down his daughter who was looking at Liam like he had grown another head.
“Daddy and I decided that you have been such a good girl lately that we are getting you a little brother, just like Toby has.”
“Oh, okay,” she shifted to get down and ran off towards her sand pit.
Patrick’s mother laughed. “She is so resilient.”
“Kids always are. So how old is the little boy?” Patrick’s dad joined in and looked over his shoulder at the piece of paper.
Patrick handed it to his dad, so proud of his parents who had done everything in their power to make him feel wanted and loved. They had accepted Liam so well.
“He’s only thirteen months old, so he’ll be a handful.”
Everyone laughed and Milly reached out and squeezed his hand. “A perfect pidgeon pair just like us, Patrick. You really have got everything you ever wanted.”
Patrick looked around at his family home filled with the man he loved, a daughter he adored, and a family who supported him. He knew there would always be hard times, but with all of these people by his side, life would always be wonderful.

If you have any wish to check out my book and see how Patrick and Liam got together, here is the link. 

Also, write a comment and I will give three free copies of my m/m/m vampire menage book- 'Bonded Hearts' Due out in June- to the most original comments (so leave your email). I will let you know by the end of the hop :)
Thanks so much for visiting. Tamsin xoxox


Wednesday, 15 May 2013

Sinful Sirens Blog Hop Post

Hello everyone!
And welcome to my blog!
My name is Tamsin Baker and I write erotic romance and erotica.
I write what I love to read so at the moment I have contracts with books including:
M/F, F/F, F/F/M, M/M, M/M/M, M/M/M/F and M/M/F.
(I do love my boy love!)
Historical, contemporary, vamp, fantasy and Domme.

I would love to give some of my ebooks away so I can introduce myself to some people
In the next two months I have my menage vamp series coming out.
It is everything I love to read.
Historical- Regency Period.
I have loved Regency Period books since I found Eloisa James, Julia Quinn and Sabrina Jeffries.

They all include M/M
I have loved M/M since Justin Taylor and Brian Kinney

And its a vampire book. I have loved vamps since I found Twilight and the Sookie Stackhouse series.

So there are 3
Eternal Hearts- M/M/F
2 male vamps that have been lovers for 500 years who finally find their third mate- Margaret.
Bonded Hearts-M/M/M
The 900 year old male vamps find their third, Jackson.
Healed Hearts- M/M/F
Three male vamps find their fourth in Maryanne.

So here's the game.
Tell me which one you want and why and I'll give the best answers a free ebook- they are all due out in june 2013 by Evernight Publishing. Don't forget to leave your email.

Thank you!!! And enjoy the rest of the hop


Tuesday, 14 May 2013

new cover!!!

This is my m/f short erotic romance due out on Friday!
Here's a short excerpt:

Mark took her exit off the freeway and too soon pulled onto her street.
            “Thank you.” He looked straight at her and smiled as the car came to a stop, but she could see the tension there in his face. Their friendship was too important to her. Had they just risked it all?
            Angie knew she wanted to kiss him, in truth she wanted to fuck him, but most of all she wanted to tell him that she was in love with him. She was a coward and she didn’t.
            She grabbed her bag, pushed open the car door rather than waiting for Mark to open it, and stood on shaky legs on the footpath. Sticking her head back into the car, she asked, “Do you want to come in?”
            Mark leveled her with his eyes. She could see he wanted her, desperately. “Baby, if I come inside, I’ll be coming inside you. So you better think again about that invitation.”
            Angie swallowed hard, guilt and embarrassment flooding her. “I’m sorry.”
            Mark shook his head. “No, I’m sorry. You taste better than anything or anyone, ever. Just give me a few days to calm down and things will go back to normal. Okay?”
            Angie blushed again, a flood of longing sweeping through her lower body. She had some hard decisions to make because she didn’t know if she wanted things to go back to how they had been before.
            “Okay. Thank you for taking me to Lily’s tonight, Mark.”
            He smiled, some of the tension easing from his face. “Any time.”
            He waited until she had opened her front door and stepped through, then revved the car’s engine and drove away.

Talbot's Seduction- book spotlight

Thank you for giving me a little space to talk about Talbot's Seduction. Talbot was a special character for me to create and his story couldn't be contained in one book. He first came to life in Talbot's Ploy but that story left so many questions as to where this young rogue had come from. A prequel was in order, so said my muse. In it I brought to life the conflict of Talbot realizing his tastes for men. Everything he has been taught was stripped away in that one moment for him.
This was the first story I created where the character struggled with their sexuality. Every other m/m I've created had characters that knew where their tastes lay. In order to transform Talbot into the man he was in Talbot's Ploy, I had to drag him to the muck and shake him a bit. The tortured soul needed to find out by trial and error that he couldn't not run from who he was. Acceptance, sometimes, is a hard road.

talbots-seduction MOCKBlurb: Talbot Sauvageot is a young Lord living in Paris, France, in search of anything but the duties of his station. He spends his time drinking and whoring, his memory of the last evening always a blur. When he is tricked by his betrothed’s father, Talbot realizes his heart beats not for the velvety folds of a woman but the hardened shaft of a man. Now he must find a balance in a world that condemns a man to death should he dabble in sodomy. His desires are unleashed tenfold when his Friend Tyeis shares his same interests in a bedmate.
Warning: m/m sex, multiple partners, forced seduction, sex toys, spanking, public exhibition, rimming
His gaze wandered to the window, and he strode over. The scenery hadn't changed much. Frolicking in the pool below had turned into a festive event. Many more students—including Tyeis—dove into the crystal water. Clothes lay scattered on the marble tile surrounding the area. Talbot's cock stirred at the sight, and he stepped back.
Back in Paris, when his father treated him to a maison, Talbot had been unwilling to shed his clothes in front of Delphine. She had instructed him on pleasing a woman after their flight from her brothel, but he'd felt clumsy and awkward. She praised his skill, vowing to have her girls spread the word of his prowess. His trust in Delphine came with no reservations. Their need for secrecy was mutual.
His need grew in his breeches, and Talbot turned his parents’ picture face down. What he was about to partake in was the very reason his father took him to the maison over and over again. The heat rose in his cheeks as he peered out the window again, his eyes fixed on the majestic beauty of the chiseled specimens below.
Talbot's head hung low for the wicked images circling in his head but he couldn't deny his want. His manhood sprang out of his breeches as the laces unfurled. "Forgive me, Father," he murmured. His fingers grasped his throbbing member, sliding along the shaft. The more he honed in on the nakedness below, the thickness grew within his gliding palm. His forehead pressed against the glass as his breathing grew heavy. Heady illusions of his fellow brethren wrapping their lips around his girth excited him more. Talbot's scrotum contracted and the pressure built.
The click and turn of his door had Talbot scrambling to cover his erect cock. At full mast, its size could not be contained in his pants. He reached for the coverlet on the bed to mask his state. Perspiration ran down his cheeks, and his embarrassment grew.
Professuer LaVigne stood in the doorway. Without a word, he closed the door behind him and walked over to Talbot. He yanked away the blanket, and Talbot desperately tried to hide his engorged cock behind his hands.
"Remove your hands, Talbot."
"Monsieur, s'il vous plait." Talbot could not met his eyes nor tame his cock.
"Now or should I write your father on your behavior?"
As if touching an open flame, Talbot snatched away his hands. "I will not happen again, Professuer. I swear."
"I doubt that." LaVigne snorted. His finger thrust under Talbot's chin, forcing him to gaze into the eyes of his teacher. "Pray tell, Talbot, what was your inspiration for such acts?"
Talbot's eyes betrayed him, casting a glance over at the window. His chest seized, the fear of his lust being discovered chilling his skin.
LaVigne half-smiled and adjusted the front of Talbot's waistcoat before dancing his fingers lower. Talbot's eyes widened as his teacher stroked the underside of his hardened manhood.
"Your tastes are sinful, Talbot, and should you be caught, your parent's shame will be the last of your worries." LaVigne continued his deviation. "May I suggest you wait until night consumes the land for such indulgences and, if it pleases you, my door is open to relieve you of your guilt." He swiped the liquid from the purple tip and suckled it from his finger.
Talbot trembled, the shock of his teacher's bold actions unnerving him. LaVigne could never know his act quickened Talbot's breath.
"It is wrong," Talbot said, yet his cock did not agree with his words. He'd dabbled with an older man once before, and it ended in death for the Comte. He could not entertain that thought again.
"Only if one gets caught. Be careful, Talbot, and I will show you how to keep you and whatever lover you choose safe. Even in Paris." He reached into his jacket and pulled out a card. It fluttered onto Talbot's bed. LaVigne left, a smirk on his face.
Talbot shifted his shaft into his pants and laced them in haste. His hand wiped away the sweat still pouring from his brow. Far away from his home, Talbot shivered from his arousing encounter with LaVigne. His cock begged for release yet, and the temptation to seek out his teacher after dark called to him.
Talbot shook his head. He could not give in to his carnal lust. It was not the right of the world. His secret needed to be buried below, never to be acted upon again. He had left Paris behind but the sin he washed himself in followed close.
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Sunday, 12 May 2013

New Release by Rebecca Brochu- Under cover lover!

When vice cop Gentry Trecall is informed that he’s going to be going undercover as a hooker, thanks to the city’s latest bid to crack down on prostitution, he’s skeptical but resigned.  What he doesn’t expect is to encounter someone like Dublin MacAulay, the owner of the popular night club The Pale that just so happens to be right across the street from the corner Gentry has been assigned.
With the gruff but sincere way he tries to get Gentry off of the street Dublin’s unlike anyone Gentry’s ever met before.  An unspoken attraction lingers between the two and the truth about Gentry’s profession is the only thing that keeps it at bay.  But when the truth finally does come out will Dublin be able to forgive Gentry for the lie he’s had to tell?  Or will his undercover work lose Gentry the lover of his dreams?

Teaser Excerpt:

"I didn't think this far ahead," Gentry admitted quietly. His lips were slick and dark from being kissed, and Dublin pulled himself back from Gentry’s neck only to surge forward again to recapture them. Their tongues slid against each other, hot and wet and deliciously dirty, before Dublin pulled back again with a low groan.

“What do you want, Gentry? You have to tell me. You have to say it,” Dublin rasped, voice husky and eyes heavy lidded.
Gentry' mouth fell open, and his eyes dropped to Dublin's lips as he swallowed hard against the wave of vicious desire that roared through him. "I want everything. I want you and me naked in your bed, or on this bar, or where ever I can have you right now. I want you to fuck me hard and fast or deep and slow. I want you to give us both what we’ve been wanting since we met, and then I want you to do it over again. Please," Gentry added. His cheeks burned red, and he licked his lips nervously as he met Dublin’s gaze head on.
Dublin didn’t say a word, but he wasted no time in ushering Gentry to his feet. He led Gentry towards the back of the club and up a flight of steps into what Gentry could immediately tell was his private office. Dublin tumbled them both down onto the couch, his hot, firm weight pressing Gentry down into the thick cushions, and then Dublin kissed him again.

Saturday, 11 May 2013

Book Review- Pup, by SJD Peterson

Ok, now you have to understand, it takes a lot for me to actually 'read' nowadays.
I have two part time jobs, a house, hubby and kids. PLUS my writing...
However, I was monitoring the ARe top best 50 sellers because 'Truth be told' was on it
and I was drawn to the cover and excerpt of a m/m contemporary BDSM story- Pup.


The blurb, in my words:
Tackett is a mid forties Dom who, after his friends collaring ceremony is suddenly looking for more than casual sex.
Micah- who Tackett calls pup, is an early twenties sub who aches for the strong hand of a Dom who can be his everything.
Micah has ADD and has a lot of trouble concentrating. Yet, he is clever, charming, hard working and convinced the Tackett is the Master for him.
They decide to have two full weeks together to find out if they are the right fit.

The actual blurb:
Micah “Pup” Slayde knows he wants Tackett Austin the moment he lays eyes on him in the Guards of Folsom. Micah wants to have purpose, to be taken care of, and to take care of his Dom—wants to trust him completely, live for him, belong to him. To become his everything. Micah is sure Tackett is the one. The problem is, in order to be the perfect sub, he needs to stay focused, and that’s not easy for Micah, who suffers from what he refers to as a “broken brain.” Focus and adult attention deficit disorder rarely coexist.

Ever since Ty Callahan and Blake Henderson’s collaring ceremony, Tackett’s been thinking too much about his own loneliness. Even though Ty introduces Micah and urges Tackett to give him a try, Tackett isn’t so easily convinced. He’s spent his life pursuing a successful business career, and the subs he dominates almost never enjoy the kiss of his leather twice. Twenty years Micah’s senior, Tackett has no interest in taking on and taming such a young and naughty sub—but it’s difficult to resist such an adorable pup when he begs.

Now- there are some AMAZING moments in this book, I cried twice.
The sex is amazing, the BDSM beautifully done and the love that is created is truly brilliant.
I was mad when it ended.
I contacted the author and have been assured that I will see more of Tackett and Micah in the subsequent books.
If you like BDSM and like m/m- I cannot recommend this book enough.


Wednesday, 8 May 2013

Come meet Jessica Jayne

Jessica has a new release out and it is HOT. Come read for yourself ;)

Gracelyn Riley married a firefighter.  She knew that came with risks.  But she never imagined herself widowed in her early thirties with two children to care for on her own.

As a fireman, Matt Riley was at the scene when his brother, Chad, was killed.  He suffered greatly from survivor’s guilt and depression after the accident.

The last year has been difficult for both Gracelyn and Matt.  They’ve relied on each other to get through the tough times.  With the anniversary of Chad’s death upon them, Gracelyn and Matt once again turn to each other for comfort and support.  They find it in each other’s arms (and bed).  Will their desire for each other consume them?  Can they overcome the guilt and scrutiny to find love again…together?

“He wasn’t the perfect husband,” Gracelyn said.  “I learned about the women.  I was so angry with him.  So angry.  He risked our marriage and our family for a few hot fucks.  One of the hardest things I ever did was tell him to leave our home… that I needed to separate from him so I could sort it out on my own.  And then, a week later he is gone… for good.  I felt so guilty. I loved him.  I really did.  And he was a great father.  I miss him.”  Tears started to flow down her face.
“I miss him too,” Matt said.  He gave her hand a squeeze.  “Gracey, I know you loved him.  He knew you loved him.  I know he made mistakes in your relationship, but he did love you… a lot… even if he didn’t always show it properly.  And he was going to work his ass off to save your marriage.”  Matt wiped her tears away with the back of his hand.
“This is just so hard, Matty.  Raising Jenna and Josh on my own.  It’s a big responsibility when both parents are around, but on my own… I feel like I am screwing everything up,” she cried.  “Shit around the house that he would normally take care of sometimes falls by the way side because I forget about it… like the trash.  And then I see it sitting there and get mad that he isn’t here to take the trash out or mow the lawn or help the kids with their math homework.  He was always better with math than I was.  Not to mention, I feel so damn alone.”  She looked up at him.  Her blue eyes sparkled through her tears.  
“You know you can always count on me,” Matt said.  He put his arms around her and cradled her.  “I’ll help with Jenna and Josh as much as I can.  And you know Mom and Pop will always be here to help too.  And when I don’t have Brian on the weekend, I can be here to do whatever you need…like I have been.”
“I can’t ask you to do more than you already do,” she said.  “You already do so much… too much.  You attend the kids’ events and games.  You help take care of the yard… fix the little things around the house… make sure my car is always up and running.  You need to have a life.  You can’t spend your free time taking care of your brother’s widow all the time.”
“Gracey, you are more than just Chad’s widow.  You’re family.  And you have always been a friend.  You’ve been a tremendous support for me.  I wouldn’t have made it through this last year without you.  I will do whatever I can to help you.  You know that.  We’ve helped each other through this last year and I’m not abandoning you now.  I’ll always be here for you.”  
“I just don’t want to be alone anymore,” she cried into his shoulder.  Her hands gripped his t-shirt desperately.  Matt held her tight.  Tears welled in his own eyes.  The past year had been difficult for everyone, especially Gracelyn.  But she’d always stayed strong…whether for the kids, for everyone else or for herself.
They had shared tears together over the last year, but he had only witnessed her completely break down twice.  First, when she found out about the accident.  Matt wouldn’t let anyone else break the news to her.  He had been at the scene when the accident happened.  Several firefighters had to restrain him to keep him from rushing back into the collapsing building to get to his brother.  The fire chief wanted to tell Gracelyn about Chad’s death, but Matt refused that as an option.  He and Gracelyn were close and he did not want her to find out from anyone other than him, so he rode with the chief to her house.  She knew the minute she opened the front door and saw him standing in his turnout pants, t-shirt and suspenders with his face all smudged black from the smoke and his own tears.  She collapsed in his arms when he confirmed it.  And then when they buried Chad, Gracelyn broke down for the last time… at least in front of anyone else.  Maybe she sobbed every night in the shower or lying in bed by herself.  But he had not seen it.  The sight of her in his arms now… it just broke his heart.
Gracelyn lifted her head and looked at him through her tears.  Matt gently touched her face with the back of his hand, in an attempt to wipe away her tears and soothe her.  Leaning into him, she pressed her lips to his.  At first, Matt didn’t comprehend what was happening.  Her lips were soft against his, yet she kissed him so confidently.  Her fresh strawberry scent enveloped him… so sweet… so intoxicating.  She smelled like summer despite it being the end of September.
Matt’s mind told him to stop the kiss.  Stop it before it went any farther.  But her tongue slid against the seam of his lips and his head jumbled with a mix of thoughts—none of which were coherent.  

I am a born and raised small town Ohio girl, who moved to the Sunshine State after graduating from college. I graduated with a bachelor's degree in English because I could not imagine doing anything else but reading and writing. It is such a pleasure to be able to share all the stories in my head!

In the journey of life, I also became a wife and a mother of three children. So, life is always an adventure. But the love of writing has never died.

My favorites:  I love to read and write... obviously! But I also enjoy all sports, especially college football and the Ohio State Buckeyes!  Go Steelers!  Go Rays! I LOVE to travel... LOVE, LOVE, LOVE to travel. And I love sharing my love to travel with my children. I love to drink Teavana teas! I love a good glass of wine, especially if it comes from a bottle made by the FOOLS wine club… yep, I’m a member of that!    I love hanging out with my family and my friends!  Big fan of music, but love nothing better than putting on my jean shorts, tank top, cowboy boots and hat and watching Tim McGraw belt it out!  I’m a sucker for a cowboy hat!  

Favorite quote:  “If nothing ever changed, there would be no butterflies.”

Friday, 3 May 2013

News! Contract and other

Ok- first news is, that I have a new contract.
A contemporary m/m erotic romance of about 19K words that will be released in probably July
as part of the short and spicy range with Steam eReads!
Very excited to have written, critiqued, submitted and have it accepted in less than 4 weeks!
Beautiful characters Marcus and Danny :)

Other news is- Truth be told got up to the n0. 97 best seller in gay fiction on Amazon and no. 15 best seller on ARe, not bad for my first erotic release!!!

Can't wait for the next two.

'Timing is everything' and 'Hidden talents', come out on May 17th.

Timing is everything is a 'romance on the go' short story being published by Evernight Publishing:

Angie has always wanted to visit the dungeon her boss and long time friend frequents. When she finally gets there she is scared, interested and aroused. The car trip home with the man she is secretly in love with, indicates he may feel the same too.
Unable to do much about it that night, Jen frees herself of her current ties and gets ready for the next Friday at Lily’s. Taking the risk to lose her job and her best friend. Will it be worth it to find out just how deep Mark’s feelings go?  

and Hidden Talents is part of the Edible Delights Anthology published by Secret Cravings!


Wednesday, 1 May 2013

Waking Beauty by Nikki Prince

Blurb:  Aurora Devine's libido has been asleep for over eight years. She's had the curse of not being able to have the big O since running away from her master Felipe Santiago Castro. The last time she came at the hand of a man it was with Felipe. Fearing what would happen if she let go with him completely she'd run.
Convinced the only way she will find peace of mind and pleasure is to go to Once Upon a Dream Fantasies she signs up for a time of pleasure asking for everything she'd lost eight years before to be fulfilled in a fantasy.
Felipe would show her that he was her only fantasy. He'd do anything to have her back in his life as his submissive. He'll play along and give her the fantasy she wants but in the end she'd realize that her submissiveness called to his dominance and they were a matched pair.
The quiet continued on for a few moments longer before finally she couldn’t stand it any longer.
“Are you there?”
“Yes, Beauty, I’m here.” The voice was deep and the accent Spanish. They’d given her what she wanted. It wasn’t Felipe, nonetheless he’d do. She could pretend it was him. Only Felipe could make her come. The fantasy, if kept alive in her mind and in her heart, would make everything okay. She had to believe that. She couldn’t continue the way she was going. Hopefully just dreaming of Felipe as she was being touched would be enough.
She let herself live in the fantasy. This wasn’t a random stranger: it was her Felipe and he’d come back for her.
“I see you followed all of my instructions to the letter with exception of one.” His voice was stern and she squirmed.
She heard the tsk-tsk that he gave. “Don’t bother to explain. I told you there would be consequences, didn’t I?”
“Yes, but?” How on earth did he know she’d touched herself?
“No buts, Beauty. When I give my word I mean every bit of it. So you will be punished. There is no other way around it. I give what I promise.”
His words exhilarated her and at the same time scared her. This was what she wanted and he was going to give her exactly that. He reminded her of Felipe in so many ways. “Now … do you understand, beauty?”
“Yes, I understand…” She didn’t know what to call him. From what she could hear he was moving about the room and he hadn’t tried to touch her yet. It was making her antsy.
“You should know what to call me. What did you put down on your paperwork?”
“I put Amo and señor.” Those two words were what she’d placed on the form. Amo and señor were what she used to call Felipe. Amo meant master and of course señor meant sir. She did say she wanted this to be as real as possible. This place didn’t half step at all. They followed everything that the client wanted.
“Then that is what you call me when you address me, Aurora. Is that understood?”
“Yes, señor, I understand.”
“Perfecto, my beauty.”
Damn, she really could believe it was Felipe. The accent was to die for. She let out a startled gasp as she was picked up by strong hands and held against an even stronger feeling body. In the next moment she was laid across his lap on her stomach. His fingers swept over her lower back where she had her tramp stamp.
“What a beautiful tattoo, Aurora.”
“I got it on a whim, señor.” It was vines on either side with thorns and a rose that dipped into the middle near her ass.
“Briar Rose,” he whispered softly. His words were so light that she almost thought he was talking to himself. His fingers traced lightly over the tattoo and then there was a stinging slap to her ass.
“What are you doing?” She couldn’t help the startled gasp that escaped her as the sting from his palm resonated through her whole body. Her words were given in her shock.
“I think you know what’s happening.” His palm rested on her bare ass and she squirmed.
“Stay still.” The command was given and she immediately obeyed. His large hands stroked slowly over her ass.
“What instruction did you disobey, Aurora?” All the while he rubbed his hand over her bare bottom as he spoke. It was soothing as much as it was delicious.
“To not touch myself.”
“That’s right, my beauty.” She squealed from the first smack on her ass by his palm.
“While you’re here, this is my ass, my pussy and my breasts.” With each word he slapped his hand against her backside, making her moan. Her butt was stinging from the spanking. Granted, it was in a pleasurable way. This paddling didn’t repulse her. In fact, she wanted more.
“Do you understand beauty?”
He gave her another rapid succession of slaps against her bottom. She found herself rocking her body into his lap.
“Yes, yes, señor. I understand fully.” Her ass was burning as she was being spanked as if she were a petulant child, and she loved it. Each slap set off an electric current of sensations that went straight to her clit.



Where to find me:
Nikki Prince is a mother of two, who’s always had a dream to be a published author in the romance genre. Her passion lies in raising her children as readers, gaming, cooking, reading and her writing. Her mother can now breathe easy about the child who used to get in trouble because she was hiding books everywhere and reading when it wasn’t appropriate.
Nikki’s a multi-published author with several epublishing houses. She loves to write Interracial romances in all genres, but wants to let everyone know to not box her in, because there is always room for growth.
Nikki’s also a member of Romance Writers of America National chapter (http://www.rwa.org) and OCC/RWA local chapter (http://www.occrwa.org) and is a member of the board as Co-Programs Director.  She is also a member of the online chapter Passionate Ink RWA.