Today I have the fabulous Ashe Barker on my blog with her new release! Holy Hotness…check out this sexy highwayman! Whew! Makes me hope that crime does pay 😉

 

Hi Lee, and thank you so much for inviting me back over to your blog to give a shout out about The Highwayman’s Lady.
I’m really excited about this story, Gray is a hero I’ve been hatching for a while now, and it just reached the point where he had to emerge. He’s a rogue and no one could mistake him for a gentleman, but I hope readers will love him as much as I do.

Here’s the blurb…

After the death of her mother, twenty-year-old Imogen Bennett faces the prospect of being coerced into marriage by a scheming relative, but fate intervenes when a masked highwayman accosts her on the road. Desperate to escape the unwanted wedding, Imogen pleads with the mysterious, handsome rogue to rescue her.

Alistair Graham – Gray – is a proud Scotsman who rebelled against British rule, and since the defeat of the highlanders at Culloden he has taken to robbing rich Englishmen travelling through Scottish lands. He is no gentleman, but he is certainly not a man who would ignore a young woman’s pleas for help, and he agrees to do what he can to assist the beautiful girl he has waylaid.

Imogen finds herself drawn to Gray, and though he warns her that he expects a woman’s complete obedience both in bed and out of it, she cannot resist offering her virgin body to him. He takes her hard and thoroughly, leaving her utterly spent yet still aching for more, and when her shock at her own wantonness leads her to speak disrespectfully to him he bares her bottom and punishes her soundly.

A highwayman is no suitable match for a lady, however, and Gray fears that her association with him can only put them both in danger, so he makes her promise that she’ll tell no one about what took place between them and then ensures that she is delivered safely to the home of her honourable cousin in Kirkleven. Yet despite her best efforts to put Gray out of her mind forever, in her heart Imogen knows she will always belong to the man who rescued her, mastered her, and made her his. But will her highwayman ever return to lay claim to his lady?

Publisher’s Note: The Highwayman’s Lady is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

And an excerpt…

He covers my mouth with his and I part my lips in welcome. It is as though he has released a tap, my body arching as the well of pent-up lust gushes forth to meet his thrusting tongue.
He shifts again and I part my legs to accommodate him. He breaks the kiss and leans up on one elbow, reaching back with his free hand to grasp my knee and draw it up, widening me, spreading me open. He leans to the other side and repeats the action.

“Wrap your legs around my waist. If I hurt you, you may scream. I will not stop. Afterwards, if I continue to cause you pain, you may let me know that in any way you deem suitable.”

“Would you stop? Afterwards? If I asked you to?”

He rubs his forehead against mine. “Aye, lass, I would.”

It is enough. I reach up, blind, to kiss him.

“Very nice, sweetheart. And now… your legs?”

Ah, yes. I hook my ankles together in the small of his back, screw up my eyes behind the improvised blindfold, and I place my trust in him.

I have but the vaguest of notion of what is to happen. I am not entirely ignorant and I realise his fingers inside me were the prelude, but my grasp of detail is woeful. The delight he has afforded me so far is a happy harbinger, surely?
I take in a sharp breath as he parts the lips of my quim again, but this time the intruder is larger, thicker. My entrance opens, spread wide as he pushes forward. His hips rock under my legs, just short, probing strokes impaling me inch by inch. It is sore, my flesh stretching around him.

“Oh, sir…” “Is this better?” He slips his hand between our bodies to lay his fingertip across my sweetest spot. He rubs again, quickly, from side to side. The pulsing sensation from just a few minutes ago is back, my tense body softening around him.

He takes advantage, pressing further into me. I gasp, hope to weather this without crying out or worse still, begging him to cease.

Another inch, then another. I press my face into his shoulder, my breathing ragged now.

His fingers are in my hair, caressing my scalp before tangling in the curls and easing my head back to meet his kiss again. He supports his weight on one elbow, the other hand stroking my pleasure spot as he distracts me with the sensual assault on my mouth. I do not know which is the more effective diversion. I only know that I want this moment to continue. To never end.

Of course, it must. Just as I relax, soften against him, he drives forward. The pain is intense, tearing, a ribbon of fire rushing deep inside me. I scream into his mouth, the sound swallowed by his kiss. He stops, holds still. The pain subsides. I am numb.

“There, it is done. Breathe in, Imogen.”

I do as I am bid, taking care not to move any other part of me. I would surely tear in half were I to attempt such foolishness.

“Good. Now you may breathe out.”

Excellent advice. I follow it.

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More about me:
I’ve been an avid reader of fiction for many years, erotic and other genres. I still love reading, the hotter the better. But now I have a good excuse for my guilty pleasure – research.
I tend to draw on my own experience to lend colour, detail and realism to my plots and characters. An incident here, a chance remark there, a bizarre event or quirky character, any of these can spark a story idea.
I live in the North of England, on the edge of the Brontë moors. When not writing – which is not very often these days – my time is divided between my role as resident taxi driver for my teenage daughter, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, tortoises. And a very grumpy cockatiel.
I have around thirty titles on general release with publishers on both sides of the Atlantic, and I have several more in the pipeline. I write M/f, M/M, and occasionally ring the changes with a little M/M/f. All my books feature BDSM. I write explicit stories, always hot, but they offer far more than just sizzling sex. I like to read about complex characters, and compelling plots, so that’s what I write too.
I have a pile of story ideas still to work through, and keep thinking of new ones at the most unlikely moments, so you can expect to see a lot more from me.

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