Sat Spanks in Yo Face!

Hey Sat Spankers! I am still sharing from my latest release Pleased by the Knight. It has been out for a while now and I love the cover as much now as I did the first time. I thought I would share out of order. This week’s snippet is from the first chapter when Prince Corbin finds himself in a famous, and private Welcoming party 😀 Everyone wants to be welcomed home, right?

A little behind the scenes tidbit, when I thought about this little scene I quickly titled it my Circus Orgy scene. In my mind there were bright colors and body parts every where. I hope that came across in the final version. To read the rest, you can check out the free first chapter on Blushing Books. Or on Amazon!

Nobody spoke real words unless one counted grunts and moans. This dance was one they all seemed to know the steps to, except for Corbin who watched it all unfold with stupid wonder. Just in front of him an older woman was on her knees sitting on a man’s face, her face fixed in an expression of pure pleasure as she ground against him.

Corbin looked upward to where he thought his gaze would be safe, only to see a woman suspended from the top of the tent, with ropes tied around each of her ankles. She held onto another rope that was intricately wrapped around her middle and she stretched her legs open lowering her pussy to the man who waited below, with his mouth open like a baby bird eager for dinner.

I swear that is less then 8 sentences, it just looks big 🙂

Anyways, I’ve taken up enough spanking time, move on won’t you?

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Wip it Up, up, UP!!

I was at a writer’s conference last week. I love them because they recharge my creative batteries but hate that it takes me so long to get everything back to normal afterwards. But, here I am, trying my best 🙂

This week’s sample is from the same WIP I have been sharing. I got a lot of work done on it this weekend and while I might not know exactly how it all ends, I have a better idea. This little scene occurs just after the one I shared last time. Olivia has been kidnapped and she doesn’t really know who or why, she also isn’t handling it all that well.

Three days passed and Olivia allowed not a word, a morsel of food or drop of drink to pass her lips. She feared that if she allowed herself to do anything more than sit and think then she would begin to cry and there would be no way of stopping it. On a normal day, Olivia hated to cry, she never saw much point in it. In her present company, she hated the idea even more. Grant—she refused to call him Master Thatcher even in her head, as he had instructed to her—had made up the silence by explaining to Olivia in more detail who The Enlightened Hand was. She would never admit the society intrigued her, especially now that she knew it was real and not just a cautionary tale.

By the time the third night was almost upon them Olivia was sore, her butt hurt from sitting in the carriage for so long, her legs ached, begging that she stretch them. Even though Grant had allowed her to sleep in the carriage at night, she had still refused to stretch out, choosing instead to remain in the tense, angry ball she’d curled into as they had driven away from her home.

Grant called for them to stop for the night and Olivia heard the men prepare the area for a camp. Even stopped, her mind was full of an endless beat, the echo of horse hooves trotting over rocky terrain. She closed her eyes and her heart matched the rhythm of the phantom hoof beats. How had she lost everything that was important to her, and so quickly? If devastation were food, she’d be full.

There we are I’ll have to promise any one who is reading to have a sexier, more upbeat snippet next time!

Now, onto the rest of the blog hoppers!

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If I had a Nickel

Hello, my name is Sadie and I am addicted to numbers. I wish it were in a cool way, like you could give me two huge numbers and I could multiply them immediately in my head.

What’s 2356×9205?

Why, that’s 21,686,980 of course!

But no, it is nothing so amazingly awesome. In fact my numbers are generally one, or zero or a change from one large number that I can’t remember to another large number that I won’t remember.

So, I thought, why not share some of the numbers I look at, some of the numbers I enjoy obsessing over and checking. You can then look at your own numbers and maybe tell me in the comments any numbers you like to look at that I didn’t mention.

One of my favorite sources of numbers is novelrank.com // // //

NovelRank – Amazon Sales Rank Tracker

NovelRank is a completely free website for tracking books or other product’s Amazon Sales Rank on Amazon.com, Amazon.co.uk, Amazon.ca, Amazon.fr, Amazon.de (Germany), Amazon.co.jp (Japan), Amazon.cn (China),Amazon.it (Italy), Amazon.es (Spain), and Amazon.in (India). NovelRank is the best free resource for self-promoting authors to track their print and ebook sales and Sales Rank on Amazon with charting, RSS feeds, and real-time data.

For non-book tracking or large volumes, use NovelRank Enterprise Edition sales rank software.

However, what they don’t tell you right away is that there is also an app you can download on your phone and then you can check it. Over and over and over and over again.

My next group of numerical obsessions can all be found on one site, Amazon’s Author Central where you can create your author profile, but you can also do fun things check your book’s ranking, whether the rank has increased or decreased and how much. You can also check your own author rating which, I imagine is something similar to your Google clout, but don’t get me talking about that.

What I really enjoy about author central though is the graphs. I believe I’ve discussed my love of graphs.

I know I shouldn’t say the R-word. In fact, I shouldn’t even look at them, much less count them up and memorize how many I have. But I am only human. A weak, weak human.

And then there are the lists, specifically the best seller lists on sites like Blushing.com or similar. Moving up, moving down, never getting on, lingering like my in laws after dinner…

So, there are a few of my favorite addictions, what are some of yours?

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