Adaline Raine is visiting today!

I have Adaline Raine on my blog talking about her new book, The Medic of Brighton Creek which I read recently and thoroughly enjoyed. Welcome Addy!


Hi Morganna!
I’m really excited to be over today and am sharing an excerpt from my new release, The Medic of Brighton Creek. I’m so happy you enjoyed it, and hope you come over to my blog soon. **grins** In this snippet Mikayla is babbling because she doesn’t want to go back to the city and her job. She wants to stay a little longer but she isn’t voicing that well. She is in the bed and breakfast that her two good friends, Bonnie and Brody (ah, the newlyweds) own. Sam is in the kitchen as well and she is all jumbled up emotion wise.
Be sure to stop by to see all the stops along the way. I’m giving away free books as well as sharing snippets and chatting about all sorts of things!
“… I was on my way out. I’ve got to finish packing up and all after I help Bonnie, of course.” She zeroed in on the fridge and took out creamer to avoid the eyes Sam was probably giving her. If he knew she wanted an excuse to stick around, he’d find one—hell, he’d probably invent one if needed. “I have to get a cab to the bus station to get to the train station, and then a cab to the rental place sometime before I’m due back at my job. Big important plans, you know!” she babbled as she moved around the kitchen.
Her humor sounded forced instead of sarcastic, and she hoped neither man read into it. They both knew her so well. Sam stood to refill his mug but Mikayla quickly took care of it. She went to hand him the sugar but he moved and she awkwardly pressed herself against his chest. His shirt felt soft against the tiny triangle of exposed skin on her V-neck shirt and she longed to run her nails over it. Mikayla looked up to say “excuse me,” but instead kissed him hard.
What the fuck am I doing?
He returned the kiss, although he appeared flustered at the public display, so she quickly pulled away and stepped around him. “What was that for?”
“I’m the reason for the stunning reviews. I’m the sugar in their coffee.” She winked, mortified at how worked up she got around him, then hurried out.

Returning to her hometown for her best friend’s wedding, Mikayla Turner doesn’t expect to run into her teenage crush, handsome paramedic Sam Brighton, within a matter of moments. But after her car runs off the road in a snowstorm, she seeks help at the nearest house and is shocked when it is Sam who answers the door—still as sexy as she remembers him.

Sam patches her up and lets her stay at his home until the weather improves, but he makes it clear that there will be consequences should she choose to disobey him during her stay. Mikayla has grown up in the years she’s been away, but she still finds herself craving Sam’s dominance, and she is unable to resist putting his warning to the test. After Sam takes her in hand and bares her bottom for a sound spanking, Mikayla has never felt closer to him, and though it leaves her blushing, his thorough, intimate medical care makes her feel safer and more loved than she’s ever felt before.

When the local doctor takes some time off, Sam steps in to help out and he asks Mikayla to stay and serve as his receptionist. She agrees, but she can’t help worrying that Sam’s attraction to her is short-lived and that one day he will tire of her and push her away. Will self-doubt drive Mikayla to leave Sam and her hometown forever, or can she face her fears and learn to trust the man she loves?

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

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Author Bio
Adaline Raine is an avid reader of spanking romance and is known for reviewing every book she touches! Her latest release is The Medic of Brighton Creek about a young woman who returns home for her best friend’s wedding and finds herself longing for the dominance her longtime crush, Sam Brighton used to provide while she was there. Soon they are together as she always dreamed of but her doubts leave her unsure. Sam wastes little time in taking her in hand as well as caring for her. Be sure to check out this sweet contemporary romance with medical play and domestic discipline.

Devon’s Discipline, her supernatural release, is about a young college junior stuck on a downwards spiral after the tragic loss of both of her parents. She meets Professor Matthews who has little tolerance for disrespect and he helps set her straight again through physical discipline.

Marked by the Alpha, Adaline’s premiere story, literally shows us an alpha male werewolf turning his chosen mate over his knee for some well needed attitude adjusting.

Becoming a Lady, her second release, showcases spankings in a historical setting. Our lovely main character is poor and abused so when a tall man drugs her and steals her away from her village she is confused by his actions. He takes his time to teach and guide but his methods include his hand and her hind.

Adaline has also become known for her love of creating graphics for others. She has designed custom banners and buttons for various blog hops throughout the community including “Spank or Treat 2013″;”Winter Spanks 2014”; “Summer Spanks 2014”, as well as the headers and backgrounds at Bratty Addy. Her exclusive feature, Addy’s Couch takes guests books covers and fashions them into a one-of a kind piece for fun or promotional purposes. Contact Adaline at brattyadaline at gmail dot com if you would like her to create something for you!

Adaline runs an active blog on blog spot as well as a Spanking Romance board on Pintrest


Just for grins!!!

A few years ago a friend of mine who also writes spanking stories was talking to a friend of a more vanilla persuasion and took the rather big step of tellling her she wrote spanking erotica.

Her friends reaction was strange and she didn’t seem to react at all to the word spanking. After much discussion it was discovered there had been a misunderstanding. The friend thought my friend had said she wrote banking erotica.

This was quite a funny misunderstanding to me. Banking erotica, what would that be like? So I wrote a little short banking erotic story for them. I am posting it here for you below. Hope you enjoy it!


Checks and Balances

Audrey was beside herself with excitement. The new bank in town was open for regular business. A new bank meant new bankers; she barely suppressed a shiver of anticipation.

All the grand opening hoopla was now a thing of the past and the field was wide open. It was hunting season and the prey on the menu was the new branch manager. Farley Reynolds, III was new to the area; the hunt was so much sweeter when the prey was unaware of the game.

Dressed in her best pink suit with the small pill box hat, hair flipped out in a curly sweep of shiny blond. Audrey grinned as she pulled on the small white gloves completing her ensemble. The young banker wasn’t going to know what hit him. While the package appeared prim and proper, Audrey’s undergarments would have been at home in any gentleman’s club worth its salt.

A brief touch-up of lipstick and she was walking into the bank, straight back to the manager’s office.
He was a handsome man, taller and more roughly hewn than the bankers she’d hunted before. Audrey studied him from beneath her lashes, while she waited for him to notice her standing in his doorway.

The name Farley conjured up a pale comparison of the Adonis before her; Audrey lifted her chin with determination and pulled her shoulders back as she softly cleared her throat. She was up to the challenge, the fact that he wouldn’t be as easy as all those who’d come before would make the victory all the sweeter.

He looked up with a quirk of one brow, “May I help you, young lady?”

Audrey gave him her sweetest smile, “I was thinking about opening a new account.”

“New accounts are handled in the lobby,” he said with an easy grin. “I’ll take you to Wanda; she’ll get you situated in no time.”

“I was thinking of opening a rather large account with your bank but first will need some reassurance that you’ll be able to handle everything I bring your way.”

Farley blinked. “I assure you Madam; Wanda is capable of meeting all your banking needs.”

“Please, I would much rather have the guidance of a man whose shown his financial bravado by rising so quickly to the challenge of Branch Manager, besides,” she smiled coyly as she sidled up to him – placing a small gloved hand on his bulging bicep, “I really think you’re much more suited to meeting all of my needs than Wanda.”


“Perkins, but please call me Audrey,” smiling again, her bright teeth shining in the perfect bow of her mouth.

Farley cast a rather dubious look down at her but sighed in resignation, “Very well, Ms. Perkins do come in and take a seat.”

“Audrey,” she said demurely as she walked slowly to the chair in front of his desk with a deliberate sway of hips.

“Audrey,” Farley said thoughtfully as he watched fetching movement of the generous curves of her backside. With a suddenly calculating smile of his own, Farley shut and locked the door to his office before following her to his desk. “What kind of account are you interested in?” he asked as he sank lithely into the large leather chair positioned behind the big desk.

She was distracted by the large leather-bound binder on the desk, “Oh my, what a big ledger you have.”

He nearly laughed out loud at her antics, subtle she was not. “Mmmmm…”

“I just find the world of finance fascinating.”

Farley came to a decision, rising from his chair he came around and sat on the edge of his desk in front of her, pulling her to stand before him.

“Ms. Perkins…Audrey I’m sure you’ll agree that occasionally it’s necessary to vet new accounts and make sure the Bank’s standing in the community remains beyond reproach.”

Mesmerized by the intentness in the dark eyes holding her own, Audrey felt her mouth go dry as she nodded in helpless agreement.

It wasn’t until she felt cool air touch her silk and lace covered breasts that she realized he’d completely unbuttoned her suit jacket. The tables had been turned – instead of the hunter, she’d become the prey.

Before she could decide how she felt about that, her skirt was a puddle at her feet and she was being lifted to straddle his legs as his mouth descended capturing one pert nipple through the silk of her bra.

Audrey gasped, involuntarily wrapping her legs around his waist and delighting at the rigid length she felt through his pants against her heated center.

Her hands threaded deeply into his hair as he suckled and teased her nipple into a tight bud of sensation. He laughed at the soft mew of protest when he released her breast to move on to its twin.
Audrey, so used to calling the shots and directing the action, was awash in sensation. She found herself rubbing against him begging for more.

Just as quickly as it began he set her firmly on her feet in front of him, then spun her to face the desk and tipped her forward over the edge. She was more than ready for him to make a deposit in the bank of Audrey but was titillated and shocked when he ripped her silken panties from her bottom and nudged her legs apart with one firm thigh.

Audrey’s bottom arched back against him in a plea of supplication needing everything he had to offer almost desperately. She heard the rasp of his zipper then he was there, thrusting inside with one powerful movement of possession that stole her breath completely.

He filled her to the hilt hands coming around to cup her breasts and tweak at her sensitive nipples and he moved within her. Farley rode her hard and fast with a devastating thoroughness that left her gasping for breath as she begged for more. He was relentless, bringing forth every ounce of sensation he could wring from her writhing body.

Audrey felt her body tense like a tightly wound spring as she climbed higher and higher until suddenly the spring snapped and she soared to the stars and beyond.

Farley continued to drive into her with the precision and concentration one would expect of a banker, wringing one last silent scream from her before taking his own satisfaction and grinding into her one final time.

When he lifted her to stand in front of him again, Audrey’s legs were shaking unsteadily. Farley smiled in satisfaction as he dressed her back in the prim little suit san panties.

Audrey stared up at him bemused; wondering if this was how all her bankers felt after she’d finished with them.

Farley turned her firmly to the door opening it for her and guiding her through, “Think about all the account options we’ve discussed Ms. Perkins and if you decide to open account I think Wanda can accommodate you. Please come again, next time I’ll give you a tour of the vault.”

Before she could blink, Audrey found herself standing alone in the hallway. Her body still quivering from all they’d shared she came to a decision.

She marched straight up to Wanda’s desk. “I need to transfer all of my funds to this bank and open a new account.”

Audrey knew she would never need to bank elsewhere again, this branch could meet all her needs … banking and otherwise.


Hope you’re having a terrific Thursday! Happy Reading!

WIP It Up Wednesday!!!

This week we are  going to pick up with Glory and Gabriel where we left off, smack in the middle of Glory’s first punishment.


Glory couldn’t believe she was over a man’s knee getting her bottom spanked. It hurt way more than it did in her fantasies. His hand was hard! His hand now rubbed over her stinging flesh and she felt a gush of wetness between her thighs.

“Glory?” his hand fell again in four sharp swats.

“Oww! I’m sorry I left. I should have waited for you in the office,” she said in rush of breath. Did this mean her spanking would be over? Why did the thought of him stopping make her want to cry?

“Very good, now that we’ve established the reason for your spanking we can start your punishment,” he told her soothingly as his hand continued to stroke her heated flesh.

Glory sighed, “Oh good. Wait! What do you mean start my punishment?”

“Did you really think we were finished?” he asked in surprise.

“I didn’t really know. It’s not like this is an everyday occurrence or anything,” she said with a hint of snarkiness. Did he think she’d read the spanking rule book or something?

“That just increased the number of swats from twenty to forty young lady,” he told her sternly. “I’d keep the smart comments to myself if I were you.”

“Yes sir,” she said softly.

She couldn’t believe she was over a man’s lap about to receive forty swats on her bare bottom for punishment. For years Glory had fantasized about a man taking her in hand quite literally but now that it was happening she wasn’t sure how she felt about it.

A loud clapping sound and a sudden stinging heat on her left cheek brought her out of her musings in a hurry, “Ouch!”

“Now that I have your attention again are you ready to begin your punishment?” he asked as his large palm rubbed circles on her upturned backside.

“That one didn’t count either?” she asked in alarm.


Oh dear…poor Glory. 🙂

I hope you’re having a great week and enjoying all the fun blogs on this hop!

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Saturday Spanks!!!

I hope everyone is enjoying this first Saturday Spanks of 2015!  Today I am bringing you a naughty snippet of Claiming Their Mate. In it Madison has grown tired of waiting for her mates to claim her fully so she decides to take things into her own hands literally. 🙂 She’s about to find out what happens to naughty little mates that steal orgasms.


Ethan felt his cock grow impossibly tighter at the evocative vision she was deliberately presenting as she used her mouth to clean every trace of her essence from the vibrator.

“I think you’ve been told before mate, your pleasure belongs to us,” Jared said firmly.

“You will be punished for each and every orgasm you stole from us,” Ethan assured her and watched with satisfaction as she shivered in response to the sensual threat. “How many times Madison?”

She gave him a satisfied smile, “How many times what?”

“How many times did you make yourself come?” Ethan asked. He began to roll up his shirtsleeves and watched as Jared did the same.

Madison watched them, licking her lips a little nervously as she clearly realized how dangerous it was to tempt a pair of wolves.

“Madison,” Jared said her name warningly.

“Three,” she said a little hoarsely.


Be sure to check out the rest of the awesome posts for Saturday Spanks and enjoy the rest of your day!

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Happy New Year!!

I hope this beautiful nippy first day finds you well. My family will soon be sitting down to the traditional black-eyed peas and cabbage accompanied by ham and cornbread. Have a wonderful day!