Milestones blog hop: When dreams collide…

Milestones-AD-1What do you do when your dream conflicts or opposes your partner’s dream?

Welcome to the blog hop contest for Milestones, an anthology of seven domestic discipline spanking romances, now available on Amazon. Read the excerpt from “Major Changes,” my story in the anthology and then answer one of the questions below. Commenting and leaving your email address will enter you into a drawing for Coming to Terms, our previous anthology. For more chances to win, visit and comment on each of the author’s posts on the designated day (you can go back to catch the ones you missed). Comment on all seven blogs for seven chances to win.

Milestones-FinalAn excerpt from “Major Changes” in Milestones

Taking a deep breath, she pushed into Rahm’s office. The door snicked shut. The click of doom, she thought.

Her heart and stomach fluttered in the way they always did when she had to confront a very pissed off Rahm. And he was. Very pissed off. She could tell from the tilt of his head, the set of his jaw.

“Lock the door,” he said.

After she turned the deadbolt, he stood and rounded the desk. “Is there something you want to say to me?” he asked.

“I had planned to tell you!” she said. Her knees knocked together, but she strove for a good show by stomping to the guest chair and plopping her butt into it. Then wished she hadn’t because now he towered over her, and the small metal plug he’d inserted in her ass before they’d left for work didn’t seem all that tiny. She shifted onto one hip.

He leaned against his desk and crossed his arms. “Tell me what?”

He knew. And she knew he knew, so why did a verbal confession seem to carry so much more weight? Why couldn’t they take their knowledge and fly away like pigs?

Because that wasn’t Rahm’s way. He insisted on a full accounting. Rahm’s way or the highway. Rahm’s way or her ass.

No, Rahm’s way and her ass. He would spank her over this. And it wouldn’t be a pretty-please-spank-me-again-it-hurts-so-good kind of paddling. But a wailing-begging-sleep-on-her-stomach-afterwards spanking.

“I got my private investigator’s license,” she said, to emphasize her qualifications. “And I’ve been working as a PI.” Are you happy now?

“What you did is so wrong on so many counts.” His eyes flashed. “What hurts the most is that you lied to me.”

“I didn’t lie to you! I merely didn’t tell you right away.”

“You didn’t tell me at all. Aaron did.”

“You were stationed in Afghanistan! I didn’t think that was the time or place to break the news. You had enough to worry about.”

“So you admit there was cause for me to worry.”

“You’re twisting my words. I knew you wouldn’t like it.” Shit. That didn’t sound good either.

Instead of a military man slash private eye, Rahm should have been a cop or a prosecuting attorney. Everything she said could and would be used against her. She should have taken the fifth. But remaining silent had gotten her into this mess. That and defying him in the first place.

She resisted the urge to wring her hands, but contracted her glutes instead. Hardness inside. Sore already and she hadn’t worn the plug for very long. Her passage that once had welcomed penetration with eager surrender, now protested the intrusion. A metaphor for Rahm’s return, she realized. She would need a period of transition before she could accept what used to be a comfortable routine. Rahm was a born leader; she a natural follower. She trusted him completely. It made sense for him to head their family. Domestic discipline suited her like chocolate and strawberries, like a hand in a glove. Or a plug in her ass. Once she got used to it again. In his absence, changes had occurred. Some of which she wouldn’t mind keeping. Like her job.

She peered at him. “I enjoy investigations. I like helping people. It’s exciting.”

He twisted mouth. “Most people wouldn’t consider a stakeout exciting.”

“It’s not—it’s boring to sit and do nothing for hours. But it’s not dangerous.” Score a point for me. She jutted out her chin.

“It’s boring until the situation shifts and becomes dangerous.”

“I’ve never been in trouble or been threatened.”

“And you never will be. I should fire you, but I won’t. If you want to work here, you can take a desk job. You can assist the other agents with internet research, obtaining records, making phone calls.”

Assist. Desk job? If she’d wanted that, she could have stayed an admin assistant, but that wasn’t why she’d obtained her license. Anger ignited. His country had called him, and he’d performed his duty. She didn’t fault him for that. But he had left, and she’d been forced to handle everything solo: parenting their son, managing the finances, tending to household repairs, and being alone. She was giddy-happy to have him back, but where did he get off thinking he could dictate to her now?

She leaped to her feet. “That’s not acceptable to me. I want to work in the field. Simmons isn’t the only private detective agency. Maybe I’ll go work for somebody else.”

The air sizzled. “Is that so?” he asked quietly.

She didn’t mean it. She would never defy him that way, but he had to learn she wasn’t a pushover. Cadence wet her lips as courage and its foolish cousin, bravado, deserted her. Poke the sleeping tiger with a stick, why don’t you?

He unfolded his crossed arms. “Instead of sharing your feelings, you sneaked behind my back and presented me with a fait accompli.”

“What good would sharing my feelings have done? You still would have said no.”

“Yes, but we would have talked this out. You agreed that when you and I differed, I would have the final say. Do you think you should be able to pick and choose which rules you should follow?”

Sometimes, yeah, she did. “No,” she replied.

“Don’t you think there should be consequences for disobedience?”

In general, yes. Did she wish she could avoid those consequences, hell, yes! “I guess,” she muttered mutinously. She glanced at his face. He arched his eyebrows. Don’t make it worse for yourself. “I mean, yes, Rahm,” she amended in a more respectful tone.

He unlocked a drawer in his desk and extracted a paddle.

ComingtoTermsar (1)Answer one of these questions (and leave your email) for a chance to win Coming to Terms:

1. Have you ever had a dream or goal that conflicted with your partner’s and how did you settle it?

2. Do you think Cadence was justified in sneaking behind Rahm’s back to get her PI’s license?

For more chances to win, visit the other authors on the dates noted below:

Unmet Desire by Renee Rose – February 14

Watching his wife unravel as she faces infertility is as heartbreaking for Luis as it is for Claire, but the more he compassion he shows, the more she drifts away. Deciding to take a firm hand, he whisks her away to their mountain condo for a weekend boot camp to reaffirm their roles and reignite their passion for one another.

Making It ‘Write’ by Celeste Jones – February 16

Jill Carpenter is thrilled when her first spanking fiction novel is accepted for publication and a whole new life as a professional writer opens up for her. The only catch? Complying with her husband’s rules regarding absolute secrecy and privacy.

The Barn by Alta Hensley – February 17

Determined to convert an old barn into the home of her dreams, Paige Holland returns to her small town after twelve years. She finds herself face to face with the man she never forgot. The same man who shattered her heart in a million pieces. The same man she never wanted to see again, yet also the same man she so desperately missed. Connor McNeil…her first true love.

October Something by Jade Cary – February 18

As their tenth wedding anniversary approaches, Kate and Jack Barrington are signing divorce papers instead of exchanging tin. Desperate to save their marriage, Jack holds Kate hostage at their mountain retreat, where happiness once reigned supreme. Can they move through the bad times and find love once again?

Major Changes by Cara Bristol – February 19 – today

Before her military husband left for Afghanistan, Cadence Simmons depended on Rahm’s love, guidance, and protection. But his service to his country forced her to become more independent and make decisions for herself. He’s home for good now and eager to resume where they left off. But Cadence isn’t quite sure she wants things exactly as they were before. Can a little domestic discipline help this loving couple through some major changes?

A Time to Heal by Sue Lyndon – February 20

Stephie’s cancer went into remission a year ago, but her husband, Marcus, still treats her like she’s breakable. They resume practicing domestic discipline, but Marcus has a hard time following through with punishments, leaving Stephie frustrated that it’s not the same as before her illness. Can they move past the fears that have built up between them to find the intimacy they lost?

The First Submission by Anastasia Vitsky – February 21

Bred to uphold duty and tradition from the cradle, rising legal scholar Sori shrinks from marriage and assuming the role of disciplinarian. Temper pot Karie longs for freedom as a First Responder and scorns the fusty Sori. In this prequel to Becoming Clissine, Karie and Sori must choose their own happiness. Can they find love in an arranged marriage?

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5 Responses to Milestones blog hop: When dreams collide…

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    Being from a military town this book is screaming “READ ME” all over it. Thank you.

  2. Tina McClay says:

    Wow, well I have to say, if it is something I really want to do, he doesn’t say too much.

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