Friday, October 25, 2013

“Sensuous Promo’s Presents - Book Tour for The Beginning of Forever by Vallory Vance”

Welcome to the fifth stop in Sensuous Promo’s Book Tour for Vallory Vance’s, The Beginning of Forever

About The Beginning of Forever ~

The story of Amber Grayson and Kevin Miller began with a flash fiction piece, Rainy Day Surprise, about the couple enjoying a rainy afternoon with the help of a new toy. Much to my amazement, I received a lot of encouragement from readers to write more about this sexy man, his uptight girlfriend and the naughtiness that went on when they closed the doors.

In the Moment, was born. This short story chronicles how the sometimes pushy office manager managed to wrangle herself a cowboy. Amber is in full dictator gear in this one. And she should be because she’s the Project Manager and Kevin’s boss. Undaunted by the towering woman in her constricting black suit, Kevin has a lot of fun peeling her out of it.

I am pleased and little sad to let this couple go after our year together. It has been an awesome ride with them and one I hope you’ll take.

The Beginning of Forever by Vallory Vance

Amber Grayson, a conservative executive, found true love with fiancé, Kevin Miller. He infused her life with a sense of adventure and challenged her thoughts about appropriate bedroom behavior. After such a steamy affair, Amber was expecting nothing less during their engagement.

Even with the rushed timetable for the wedding combined with the stress of merging their households and finances, Amber is excited to begin a family with the man of her dreams. However, the beginning of forever is more difficult than either of them thought.

Locked in a battle of wills, Amber and Kevin find their commitment to each other and their future tested. Is this the beginning of their lives together or the end?

Excerpt (R) 

“Of course I love you.” She scooted forward and kissed him. 

He quickly caught her neck, held her so that he could feel the warm rush of her breath. Her kiss held no passion, and felt like one you’d bestow on a friend. He needed assurance that she was with him until the end, no matter what. 

“How about ‘I want you so bad’?” He moved his lips over her throat and felt a beat brush against his mouth. 

“Tell me.” He nipped at the delicate skin of her neck, tasting the spray of scented mist on his tongue. 

“I want you so bad.” 

The husky pant of her desire pounded in his head and stilled the quiver in his chest. She was his again. 

He yanked the rim of the T-shirt over her head, ripped the short shorts and panties down her legs. Reclining back on his haunches, he massaged between her legs, his fingers slickening with the motion. His. 

Her hands twisted into the pillows, flopped at her sides and her moans filled his ears. He slipped his fingers into her, watching her move, while his cock thumped unmercifully against his zipper. 

“Just let go, Amber.” He bent over, caught her mouth, and thrust his tongue inside. Her moaning deepened and her eyes squeezed shut. Bucking wildly beneath him, she tore her mouth from his and warmth rushed around his fingers. He kissed her gently and rose from the bed, removing his clothes slowly. 

Dark wisps of her hair fanned out of her braid onto the cream pillow bunched beneath her head, and her large wide-set eyes fluttered open to meet his in a soft gaze. Her lips parted to speak but only expelled a shallow breath. There was a part of him that wanted to watch the trailing of her hands from her neck on their languid journey down between her breasts. And there was a part of him, a stronger part, which draped her trembling thighs over his forearms and lunged into her.

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Friday, October 11, 2013

#FreakyFetishFriday: @NormandieA Asks "Are You Down with Food Play?" #erotica #anthology

Welcome back to The House of Taboo. This week we have an encore performance by one of our previous guests, author Normandie Alleman. She was her last week and because you clamored for more, she's back again to rock your world and our Center Stage. So go ahead and grab your favorite 'rita from Tony at the bar and get comfy while Normandie takes you on a ride through the world of food play. ~Luscious Lia

Are You Down with Food Play?

Personally I don’t like to get too sticky unless there’s a shower in my near future – think chocolate sauce, whipped cream, caramel, etc. It’s a good thing the characters in the new Whip It Up Anthology are more adventurous. 

This anthology includes six sexy BDSM stories about amorous antics in the kitchen. Cakes and Canes, Puddings and Paddles. They say the kitchen is the heart of a home. What better place for love and romance D/s style? This book will certainly heat you up and give you ideas for keeping those home fires burning. 

Here’s the blurb for Subterfudge – my story in the Whip It Up Anthology: 

When Roger asks his live-in sub Ashley to learn to cook she eagerly agrees, assuming it’s going to be a breeze. After all, she’s a bright, accomplished woman with a successful career—how hard can it be to prepare some food?

Once she’s up to her ears in cocoa and flour, Ashley realises cooking is more complicated than it looks. Finding ways to shortcut the process, Ashley dupes Roger into believing she’s a diva in the kitchen. But when he finds out she’s not the chef of his dreams, will he serve up a punishment fit for a saucy sub or will their relationship go up in flames?

Reader Advisory: This book contains anal sex, rimming, food play.

Something soft and fluffy drifted up the inside of one of her legs, barely passing over her crotch before it glided down her other leg. It could have been a feather…a frilly, lush sensation. Yes, please. 

“I know how much you like being tied up…do you think I need to do that to you tonight?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her voice quivered with need.

“Good thing I brought these, then.” He clutched her wrists and bound her with the familiar cloth restraints that he used with her so frequently. Her hands were confined above her head, their movement restricted to a few inches in each direction. 

“Spread your legs for me.” 

Ashley obeyed. The air in the room was chilly. A sense of vulnerability came over her. It reminded her of that feeling when you’re a patient in a cold, sterile hospital room.

Then she felt his mouth on her. She lurched and gasped for air when he buried his face in her mound. Tongue licking, nose nudging, teeth nipping, his hot breath coated her with his own lust. He had her quaking in moments. 

She was on the verge of climax when he stopped. 

Bastard! He’s teasing me. She was breathless, at the peak of arousal. He loves seeing me like a bitch in heat.

“I’m going to play with you with some unusual toys. I want you to try and guess what they are. I will help you along, but you give your best guess. Ready?”

“Yes, Sir.” She nodded.

Thwack! She felt something on the inside of her leg. What is that?

“Keep your legs spread.” His voice issued a warning. 

“Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir.” 

More swats from the unknown implement. That feels familiar. What is it? When have I felt it before?

Then a swat to her pussy woke her up. The sting wasn’t terrible, but it definitely brought the blood to the surface and made her cry out. 

“What am I smacking you with, little sub?”

“I’m not sure…”

Learn more about the other stories and pick up your copy of the Whip It Up Anthology today!

About the Author

A former psychologist, Normandie has always been fascinated by human behavior. She loves writing quirky characters that are all too human. Fiber arts, baking, and Pinterest are a few of her favorite pastimes. She lives on a farm with a passel of kids, her adorable husband, and a pet pig who’s crazy for Red Bull

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Friday, October 4, 2013

#FreakyFetishFriday: @NormandieA Stops In to Talk About Daddy's Little Girl Fetishes #erotica

Welcome to Fetish Friday here at The House of Taboo! I'm Luscious Lia, your host for this and all events here at the club. This week we have a special treat. It's the first of two visits by our guest author Normandie Alleman. This week she's talking about "daddy's little girl" fantasy/fetish. You'll just have to come back next week to see what she has in store for us then.  I'm going to have a seat at the bar with my partner and love, Tony. He's made another batch of those hot pink 'ritas. Mmmmm.  Take it away, Normandie!

Little Girls Love Their Daddies

My favorite part of BDSM is the power exchange. And I particularly love this dynamic when it’s between a Daddy Dominant and his submissive “little girl.” Pain may be a part of the interaction between these two, but it’s usually in the form of a punishment. And it’s the act of submitting to daddy’s will that’s a turn on. 

A Daddy Dom will punish his little girl when she is naughty, but he does this to help her grown – not to dole out pain for the sake of pain. He loves to spoil his little girl and wants to help make all her dreams come true. He wants to help her become her best self. 

His little girl can feel safe and secure knowing that her Daddy will take care of her – in whatever form that takes. Being his little girl relieves her from some of life’s responsibilities. In exchange, her Daddy is her world and she will submit to him and do whatever he asks of her.

My new release, Daddy Morebucks explores this type of D/s relationship and is Book One in The Daddy’s Girl Series. Here’s the blurb:

From the moment she laid eyes upon him, Marley knew in her heart that James was not just another client, and the difference wasn’t even the large sum of money he offered in return for a single night of submission. No, what set him apart was the fact that when she called James “daddy”, it was her own heart which beat faster and her own body which ached with need.

After that night, Marley does her best to put all thought of him behind her, using the huge payday he provided to get on her feet again and start over… until James knocks on her door and walks right back into her life. He makes her a simple offer: if she will live with him and submit to him whenever he wishes, he will provide for her every desire.

Even before she accepts his offer, though, Marley knows what she truly wants is not money or clothing or even a fancy new car. What she longs for is a daddy who will give his little girl what she really

needs… a daddy who will spank her bare bottom when she is naughty, tie her up and take her any way he pleases, and then cuddle her until she falls asleep in his arms. Can she dare to hope that James will be that daddy?

Here’s an excerpt

Locking her eyes with his, she slipped out of her chair onto the floor and crawled on her hands and knees around to his side of the table. Setting her hands on his knee, she attempted to push back his chair. But it didn’t go as smoothly as she had planned. The chair didn’t budge.

“What are you doing?” He wore a bemused expression.

“I was going to ask you if I could please worship your cock, Daddy.”

“Sir,” he corrected. “And I will be the one to tell you what to do, young lady. You are out of line.”

Marley sat back on her heels, deflated. “Oh. Sorry. Sir.”

“My, my. You are a little slut. I think you’ve earned a spanking for that little stunt. Come up here and lie across my lap.”

Obediently, Marley draped herself over his lap, her bottom over his knee.

Slowly, he pulled her dress up around her waist and yanked her panties down to just above her knees.
“Marley, do you know why I’m disciplining you?”

“Yes, Sir. Because I was naughty.” Her voice sounded strange since she was upside down.

“It is because you are to do what I ask of you, not take the initiative.”

“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir.”

“The rules were explained to you before you got here?”

“Yes, Sir,” she lied. She didn’t have any idea she wasn’t supposed to do that. Hell, she thought he would like what she did. But she’d lie there for a spanking for five G’s.

“Then you have earned a punishment for your impudence. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” She steeled herself for whatever was to come.

She flinched when his bare hand slammed down on her naked rear end. Another blow rained down, eliciting a cry from her lips. She clenched her muscles.

“Don’t tense up. Relax. Ease into the pain. It will make it easier.”

“Yes, Sir.” Her voice a whimper, she took a deep breath and tried to do as he instructed.

More swats landed on her ass. She imagined it must be getting red by now.

He was right. Not resisting was helpful. Embracing the sting helped her ride the wave of pain as he smacked her posterior.

She moaned under his hand and was grateful when he ceased the spanking and began rubbing her aching cheeks. Gently, he slid his hands over her skin, massaging her hot globes, easing her distress.

“Mmm, thank you, Sir,” she purred, disheveled and drunk with endorphins.

“You’re welcome,” he said quietly.

His fingers dipped down and brushed across her pussy lips. She strained, wanting him to touch her.

 Read Chapter One of Daddy Morebucks FREE here

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About the Author

A former psychologist, Normandie has always been fascinated by human behavior. She loves writing quirky characters that are all too human. Fiber arts, baking, and Pinterest are a few of her favorite pastimes. She lives on a farm with a passel of kids, her adorable husband, and a pet pig who’s crazy for Red Bull. 

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