Stormy Night Publications

Extended previews from last weekend's new releases can be found below. Note that there is no extended preview for The Oak Street Method since it is a short story.

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His House, His Rules by K.C. Perrin - Extended Preview

“Now, over my lap,” he said, guiding her across his knees.

He breathed deeply when her weight pressed down on his legs, her upper body resting on the bed beside him, her legs on the other side. Her back was arched, her bottom raised, round soft cheeks covered in the thin fabric of her panties, begging to be spanked. He placed his hand carefully on her behind, softly stroking her bottom. He wouldn’t hurry it this time. He would take his time, relax her into it, and then give her the spanking she deserved.

He hooked two fingers behind her panties and pulled softly.

Charlotte gasped.

“Remember the rules,” Eric said. Spankings were always bare bottom, even if that meant she’d be left nearly naked, in nothing more than her bra.

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The Ranger's Rules by Lily Harlem - Extended Preview  

He kissed her, gently, softly, as if they were in no rush and she wasn’t being ripped apart at the seams.

She tore her mouth from his. “No.” All she wanted was to get her hands free, shove them between her legs, get herself off. She’d go for it harder than ever before, erase the burning need that was about to set her soul combusting.

He lifted up, right up, and knelt beside her. “You really need to come?”

“Yes.” She nodded vigorously. “Yes, please.”

“Are you begging?”

She swallowed and closed her eyes. After a moment she nodded again, just once. “Yes.”

“Not nearly enough.”

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His Firm Direction by Alexis Alvarez - Extended Preview

It’s time for those extras you earned… the ones with the belt. Don’t touch your ass.”

Adrenaline swirled through her body and she swiveled to look at his face.

“Watch what I’m doing, Cleo,” he ordered, shifting her so she was sitting on the couch.

“Ow! My butt is already sore,” she complained, but at a stern look from him she stayed seated, although she shifted uncomfortably on the rough fabric, which made the stinging more prominent.

“No, please,” she begged, anxiety flooding her as he deliberately held her eyes, pulling the belt from the loops with a soft swish. He folded it over and slapped it into his palm, and she jumped. “God! Axel.”

“Sir.” He nodded his chin at her. “In just a second, you’re going to get up on your knees and lean over the back of the couch. Keep your thighs spread wide. You’re getting ten hard ones with the belt. After that, I think you’ll be properly contrite.”

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