Friday, 29 June 2018

Blog Tour ***Until Daddy by Measha Stone***

Carissa knows the score when it comes to relationships. They don’t last. Sure, they’re good for some fun in the short term, but that’s all. Fun. There shouldn’t be any exceptions, not even for Jamison Croft, but he’s not an easy man to shake. He blasts through every brick she lays.
He may look the gentleman in his expensive suit, but he’s anything but when it comes to Carissa.
But how can Carissa let herself ease into his dominating presence when she knows it has an expiration date?
Jamison is determined to break through her walls with his relentless care and patience. And when their bond is threatened, he will show her he’s in it for the long haul. No matter what barrier gets thrown up in his way.

When his hand made contact with her bare bottom she jumped; the sting much sharper than before. Her dress wasn’t very thick. Even with it being December in Chicago, she’d worn a thinner fabric, so it wasn’t protecting her much. His naked hand on her equally exposed bottom shouldn’t be much harder than with the flimsy material protecting her. Another swat and she jumped again. More heat spread, and he continued to reign down the fire across her bottom.
She wiggled, and kicked her ankles, both of which he stilled with hugging her closer to his body and wrapping one leg around both of hers.
“Oh! Ow!” She covered her bottom momentarily, but quickly moved it out of the way, sure that he wouldn’t hesitate to go harder on her if he felt the need.
As much as her bottom began to throb, her clit reacted in kind. The wiggling only made her need worse, and the pressure built in her lower belly aching for release.
“That’s a good girl. Almost finished.” He dragged his nails across her sore backside, making her hiss.
“Yes, sir.” She could feel the tingling and soaring sensation that only a solid spanking could bring her, and although she felt every one of the harder smacks he brought down on her, they only served to bring her to a more pleasant plane.
“There we are.” He dug his nails into her again, and she sighed, resting her head against his calf. “You did so good. And good girls get very good rewards.” He moved his leg from trapping her and pushed her outer thigh away. “Open your legs for me, Carissa, let me get to your sweetness. You need a release and have deserved it.”
She mumbled something, but she obeyed, spreading her legs and even lifting her hips from his lap to give him better access. He didn’t pull her panties aside, but rather slid his fingers beneath the thin, wet material.
“So wet for me.” With his free hand, he ran up the length of her back and sunk his fingers into her hair, fisting it and pulling back until she arched upward. “Now, keep being a good girl and fuck my fingers. Come on my lap, with your bright red ass starting up at me.” He plunged two fingers into her passage way, and she groaned with the pleasure of it.
She planted her toes on the ground and did exactly as he instructed. His fingers fucked her while she pushed against him. When a finger brushed against her clit, she groaned and began to ride his lap even harder.
“Oh! Oh god!” she gripped his leg.
“That’s my good girl, come for me, come hard.” He tugged her hair and the little bit of extra pressure, the tiniest flash of pain, and she skyrocketed over the edge that she’d been teetering. She screamed out her release, rocking harder against his thighs and riding every severe pulsation of her orgasm until finally everything stilled. Her breath began to settle, her orgasm faded silently, leaving her in a haze of genuine softness.

Measha Stone is an international bestselling author of erotic romance. She’s had #1 top-selling books in BDSM, and suspense. She lives in the western suburbs of Chicago with her husband and children, who are just as creative and crazy as her. Her vanilla writing has been published in numerous literary magazines, but she’s found her passion in erotic romance. She loves reading it, writing it, and living it whenever possible.

No comments:

Post a comment