The Author: A Sexy Snippet by Shelly Douglas

Over the last few months, I've been reading snippets from Shelly Douglas' book, The Author, when visiting the Saturday Spanking blogs. I found them completely hot and contacted Shelly to ask about her book. That's when I found out that Shelly Douglas is actually not one person but two, Shelly and Doug, who write together. I was intrigued, of course, and I invited them to do a blog post when their book released. It's been out for just about a week now I believe and I'm thoroughly enjoying the read and it's sitting comfortably in Blushing Books' top 10!! Without taking up any more time, here is Shelly with a little introduction and a sexy little snippet to follow...

Sometimes Doug and I write individually from the seat of our pants, and other times we assign ideas to each other.  Either way, we always put our “two cents” in later.  It’s uncommon for both of us to be interested in writing the same chapter, but it happened when we agreed on the idea of a masturbation scene where Dana was being “watched”.  Doug thought it would be fun if we wrote independently and then used the best one.  We ended up using both scenes in the book, but can you guess which mind this one came from?

Excerpt

Dana opened one eye to check the clock.  It was three in the morning, and Richard was making soft sleeping sounds next to her.  He was so handsome and looked so peaceful.  But as much as she loved to watch him sleep, she needed to do the same.  Usually she gave herself a good warm-up when she pleasured herself, but on this particular morning, time was of the essence.  She circled her nipple with one hand, and reached under her panties with the other.  Thoughts of a strong man taking her over his knees usually brought her to orgasm.  With Richard around, she had plenty of memories to recall.  She stroked herself over her silk panties, and wetness appeared instantly.  Just as a soft moan escaped her lips, she heard Richard clear his throat.

“Just what do you think you’re doing, young lady?” 

“Nothing.  I thought you were asleep.”  She quickly withdrew her hand and turned over in the bed.

“Not so fast.  Were you doing what I think you were doing?”  Richard turned on a small end table light.

“Well, you were sleeping so peacefully, and I wasn’t.”

“Hey, that’s cheating.  Don’t we have a rule about that?”  Richard’s eyebrow shot up.

“Uh, well, it’s easy to cheat when no one’s watching.”

“I’m a light sleeper, baby.  You might want to remember that.” 

“Are you angry with me?”

“Nope, I just don’t want to feel left out.  Please continue.”  Dana obeyed, rolling onto her back and gently twisted her nipple between her thumb and forefinger. 

“That’s a good girl.  Now relax and close your eyes.”  Richard sat beside her and removed her pajama bottoms.

Dana got comfortable and placed her blushed cheek on the pillow. 

“Richard I’m so wet,” Dana moaned as she rubbed her slit up and down harder and harder.

“Come for me, sweetie.”

“I can’t.  It’s hard for me to do this while you watch.”

Richard leaned in towards her ear.  “I think you need a good spankin’.  Maybe I should take you over my knee.”

“Oh God, oh my God, Richard.”  She stopped talking and pressed as her hard button pulsated.

He knew exactly what suggestion would bring her to orgasm, and gently lowered his lips onto hers.

“Do we need to have another discussion about pleasuring yourself, young lady?”

She shrugged.

“Not good enough, angel.  Look at me, please.”

Dana turned her head and slowly met his eyes.

“You love to test me, don’t you?”  Richard rolled her over with ease and gave a playful smack to her tender behind.  “Now I’m going to need some help to sleep.”  He took her hand in his and gently helped her off the bed. 

“I could give you a sleeping pill,” she said under her breath.

“You have a wonderful sense of humor, kitten.”  Slowly, he lowered her panties and stroked the fullness of her pillow-soft bottom as she bent over the bed.

“I think my naughty girl should wake me up, the next time she can’t sleep.”

“Richard, please.”  Her voice was soft and sweet.

“You’re supposed to save yourself for me, aren’t you, sugar?”  He spanked her with his strong hand, until the center of both cheeks glowed.

“Yes, sir,” she whimpered as his fingers kneaded her warm skin.

“What am I going to do with you?”

She shrugged.

“A spanking won’t put you to sleep, will it?”

She rubbed her reddened bottom up against his rock-hard cock.

“You’re not getting off so easy, this time.”

She turned to look at him, her eyes pleading.

“I believe you were the one that woke me up, darlin’.  Is there something you need?”

She nodded.

“A full sentence would be nice,” he whispered in her ear.

She couldn’t believe he was going to make her say it out loud.  “Please, hurry.  I need to feel you inside me, now.”

“We have plenty of time; the birds aren’t even up yet,” he teased in a raspy voice. 

What she needed was to feel him possess every inch of her – to know that he was in control.  

Gradually his broad cock edged into her slippery lips, and every second was savored as he slowly stretched her tight passage.  Once he filled her completely, he exited leisurely - only to drive back in anew with deep, powerful thrusts.  She moaned in gratitude as he reached around to circle her sweet button with his wet fingers, making her happy pussy shiver with excitement.

Without warning, his palm sharply met the blush on her tender bottom right before he drew back and plunged as far into her depths as he could reach.  A low, deep cry came from his throat as he spilled his hot seed while Dana’s muscles convulsed and clamped around him.

“I should get caught more often,” she purred, as he softly kissed the back of her neck.

Blurb

Dana Cooper is an attractive woman in her early thirties who pays the bills by writing local newspaper articles during the day.  However, as the sun set, she hovered over a laptop writing steamy erotic spanking novels, that included domestic discipline and age-play.  As a “closet spanko”, she decided it was safer to keep her fetishes hidden away in her imagination, bringing them to life only in the fiction that she wrote; until her best friend, Carla, asked her to meet an old friend who was a fan of her novels. 

Richard McBride had been fantasizing about Dana for years.  Of course, he had no idea that she didn’t practice the lifestyles she wrote about.  Dana dreamed about the love of a strong man like Richard, but quickly found out that actually being bare-bottomed over a man’s knee was very different than describing it in a novel.

Richard not only wanted a DD relationship with Dana, but also hoped there was a little girl inside her, wanting to come out.  The idea of AP always appealed to Dana, but she never thought it was safe to reveal that part of herself to anyone.  Could Richard be her lover and her daddy – or was that only in a “happy-ever-after” ending she wrote for Kindle readers?

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