Rocky Mountain Rogue
Chapter One Susannah Moore peered out the stagecoach window at the passing Kansas scenery: a flat, grassy plain as far as the eye could see. The further West they got, the trees became fewer and fewer until all that was left was a stretch of baked grass under a punishing sun, and, other than a few rock outcroppings as they grew closer to Colorado Territory, no end to the prairie in sight. It was all very boring, really. With a sigh, the blue eyed beauty pulled back the window covering and sagged back onto her chair, waving a fan in Read more…
#MySexySaturday
Hello Sexy! 😀 Today I have an excerpt from Rocky Mountain Rogue. I got the idea for the book from a real mail order bride’s story–the poor lady went out to meet her gentleman correspondent, and her coach was robbed on the way. When she arrived to meet her groom, she realized he was one of the robbers! I took the premise of this true story and ran with it, turning the main players into a sassy schoolmarm from Boston and a roguish bad boy who’s fighting for his family, and adding a vicious villain, a quirt (a type of whip), Read more…
#MasturbationMonday: Rocky Mountain Rogue
This excerpt brought to you by Jesse…the original Rocky Mountain Rogue She was tight, so tight, and rocking involuntarily against him. He paused, allowing her to stretch around him, even as her little sounds and shivers almost made him lose it. For a distraction, he lowered his head to her neck, licking and sucking the sensitive skin until she writhed under him. “Jesse please, I need…” Her breath hitched and he renewed his assault on her lips. Her hands clawed at his back until he pulled them away, forcing them on either side of her head. “You want this?” He Read more…
#ScintillatingSunday Rocky Mountain Rogue
This excerpt brought to you by Jesse…the original Rocky Mountain Rogue… “Touch me, Susannah,” he said roughly. “Look at me. This is who I am. We could be good together.” “Jesse…” He caught her hands. “Don’t think, lovey. Just touch.” Susannah did what she’d wished to do, and let her fingers follow the path the rag had taken minutes before. Her hands roamed over sleek muscles, tanned and hardened by hours of outdoor labor, honed and sharp as the mind of their master, ready to haul and ride, shoot and kill, or hold and love. She felt all of him, Read more…
#SatSpanks “Call me sir”
This Saturday I’m bringing you more from Rocky Mountain Rogue: 209 pages of bad boy lovin’…and spankings! “Spread your legs,” he said hoarsely. She obeyed, and he rewarded her with soft touches up and down the slippery folds. “You’ll like it,” he whispered. “Maybe not all of it, maybe not right away, but you’ll feel good. I’m going to take care of you.” “All right,” she whispered back. His hand stroked over her bottom, squeezing one fleshy globe and then the other. Then he smacked her. “When I’m disciplining you, the correct answer is ‘yes, sir.’ Do you understand?” Read more…
#WIPitup Rocky Mountain Rogue: “On Your Knees”
“On your knees,” he said softly, and freed himself from his trousers. She knelt, a supplicant come to the temple to worship her god. Her hands stroked his cock, sliding over the heated flesh while she looked to him for guidance. Her body buzzed with desire. He let her fingers slide over him for a moment, and then brushed them aside to grip his cock. She let her hands drop. “You want this?” On her knees, his rod was right at her face. She kept her head back to look into his eyes. “Yes.” “Truly?” His eyebrow mocked her. His Read more…
Rocky Mountain Rogue: Meet Jesse
“You want this?” he asked, pressing his cock into her fleshy backside, ripping up the frothy mess of fabric to find her flesh while his other hand dove into her front, finding a breast and squeezing the fleshy mound. “Yes,” she moaned, arching her back and pressing her hot bottom against his. He couldn’t tear his trousers open fast enough, so he didn’t try. Instead, he rubbed himself against her, then placed a large hand on her tiny waist and flattened her against the bed, in a semblance of the punishment position she’d been in only minutes before. Her cheek Read more…
#ScintillatingSunday: Susannah & the Quirt
This #ScintillatingSunday showcases bits from 3 scenes in Rocky Mountain Rogue starring a quirt, Susannah, and her rogue 😀 *** “What’s this?” Susannah touched a wicked looking length of braided leather, about two feet long with two little strips hanging off the end. “That’s a type of whip vaqueros use.” “Vaqueros?” “Ranchers. I worked for a few in Texas.” She touched the long braid with a delicate finger. “You use this on cattle?” “Not this one.” Jesse gave a wicked grin. “The ones I used on cattle were longer and heavier.” “Then, what do you use this for?” When he Read more…
#Sat Spanks: Meet Jesse
For this #SatSpanks I’m very excited to start sharing snippets from Rocky Mountain Rogue! * She yelped over and over again into the gag, her begging turning into incoherent sounds. Her bottom was burning, the pain searing her mind. Her punisher took care to deliver smacks to every part of her bottom, even laying a few on the backs of her thighs. Worse, she knew as her bottom reddened and her legs jumped with each hit, her cunny was on display, framed by blonde curls. As she shifted on his iron thighs, she could feel his manhood growing against her, Read more…
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