I’m pleased to welcome the talented Kallista Dane here today. I met her this past summer at the Blushing conference and she’s a real sweetheart! Before she gives us the scoop on her hot new book, I’m going to ask a few questions…
Renee Rose – Are you okay in your kink?
Kallista Dane – Okay, to answer that question, I have to give you my definition of the word – Kink is anything I wouldn’t do. All those people out there having sex with G.I. Joe dolls – they’re the kinky ones.
A little spanking, a little BDSM – as one of the characters tells Kyra in Bared by the Billionaire, “I do whatever I need to do in the bedroom to make sure my man still thinks of himself as strong and virile and in charge, especially now when we’ve been together for so many years. In return, he sees to it that I am very happy by the end of the night, usually many times over. Adding a new spice occasionally, a little heat to the evening meal – it perks up both our appetites.”
Renee Rose – You admit to being a lifelong spanko. How do you think the Internet and the surge of spanking related erotica is helping men and women who pre-Internet were confused or ashamed by their unusual desires?
Kallista Dane – It took me years to work up the courage to admit my desire to be spanked – and more time after that for my husband to get on board with it. It was hard for him to accept that it could possibly be a turn-on to me. I first started making up spanking stories to introduce my secret fantasies into our personal life.
Now there’s lots of company out there for all of us spankos. My advice to women who share this desire is – cowboy up and tell him some time! Your man may surprise you.
Renee Rose – Tell me about your latest book
Kyra Thornton is in serious trouble. Her former boss has disappeared after stealing every dime from the company’s trust account and framing her for the theft, so when the FBI offers her a way to prove her innocence and escape prosecution, she hesitantly agrees. All she has to do is go undercover, take a job working for billionaire technology entrepreneur Jake Harmon, and find evidence to prove the FBI’s claims that he masterminded the crime.
There’s just one catch: Jake is a Dom, and he’s looking for someone who can be both a financial officer for his company and the perfect sub for him. Kyra has never been a sub—or wished to be one—but under the circumstances she is left with little choice, and she soon finds herself stripped bare and on her knees awaiting Jake’s every command. To make matters worse, her new master quickly proves more than ready to punish any disobedience with a long, hard, deeply humiliating spanking.
But to Kyra’s shock, Jake’s firm-handed dominance and skillful mastery of her body leaves her not only blushing with shame and aroused far beyond anything she’s ever experienced before, it also leaves her yearning for more. It isn’t long before she feels a growing need to submit both her body and her heart to the dark, mysterious billionaire. But when the time comes to fulfill the bargain that kept her out of prison, can she trust Jake to protect her, or will she cast aside her newfound love to save herself?
Publisher’s Note: Bared by the Billionaire is an erotic romance novel that includes spanking, sexual scenes, BDSM, anal play, exhibitionism, elements of medical play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
“You just broke a basic rule, Kyra.” He sank back down on the sofa and yanked her over his lap again. “You will keep your eyes downcast at all times unless I give you permission to look at me.” As he spoke, his hands roamed. Her ass was warm and glowing from the spanking and he could feel the moist heat of her pussy against his bare cock, thick and hard and ready. He spanked her again, a quick burst of firm swats, and finally slid his hand between her legs.
She moaned then, deep and low. The moan turned into a soft cry as he plunged two fingers inside her. She writhed around on his lap, rubbing herself against his rigid length, exciting his cock even more as she squirmed, trying to work his fingers deeper inside her.
Harmon let out a harsh groan. He forgot all about the monitors, the screens, the sensors. With one powerful move, he flipped her over to lie face up on the sofa. He shifted his body, supporting himself with his arms.
“Now look at me,” he demanded as he spread her legs apart with his knees and moved over her. Kyra met his eyes. “Tell me. Tell me you want this.”
“Yes.” Her voice was breathless, the single word torn from her.
He locked her gaze with his and slowly, relentlessly, slid inside her. Kyra’s eyes darkened and she opened her mouth a little, as though she wanted to take him in everywhere. Harmon bent his head and captured her lips with his. Her tongue darted into his mouth, teasing, the way she’d done to the head of his cock. He reared back and rammed himself deeper. She let out a muffled scream and thrust her hips up to meet him.
He made a noise then, low in his throat, and started fucking her, hard and fast. She wrapped her legs around his waist and took him in, throwing her head back and bucking against him. He looked down. Her eyes were closed now, her hair spread out around her face. She was making soft cries that got louder and wilder as he rammed into her over and over.
“I want you to come, Kyra. Now. Come for me.”
Like my ancestor Scheherezade, I cannot sing or paint or dance. I have but one talent – I am a weaver of words.
As a little girl I was scared to take risks. As a woman, I’ve walked on the Great Wall of China, scuba dived in underwater caves, and skied a black diamond run in Vail. But the greatest risk I’ve taken is putting my naughtiest secret fantasies in print.
I love to tell stories of strong women and the even stronger men who suddenly show up in their lives when they expect it least and need it most.