Sexy Just Got Rich Just 99p! Celebratory Sunday Snog @8britbabes


A sale sign fills my little heart with joy and so today I’m sharing a little of that excitement with you because the latest Brit Babes hot anthology is just 99p at the moment, what a bargain!  And Really, I’ll take any excuse to share an excerpt from my story Wallflower. It’s a scorcher of a story!

Billionaires have it all but that doesn’t mean they don’t have to work hard to get what their hearts desire. In this anthology of erotic BDSM stories the Brit Babes offer heroes and heroines who aren’t shy about taking what they want. From farmyards to luxury penthouses, wealth is all about sating needs, connecting souls and taking pleasure to new highs. Whether you’re looking for a coffee break read or something longer to curl up in bed with, you’ll find something to suit your needs in Sexy Just Got Rich.

Sexy Just Got Rich from the  Brit Babes anthology is filled with hot, sexy stories from all 8 of the babes.  Pick it up at  Amazon UKAmazon US , Amazon CaAmazon Au ,All Romance eBook and Smashwords. It’s also now available in Print from Amazon UK , Amazon US , Amazon CA, Createspace and Barnes and Noble.


Leo Crabtree is a Billionaire, a Dom and a man not to be messed with. He’s set his sights on the shy, classic wallflower, Penny. She’s taken his invitation, become his submissive but can she carry it through? This scene is from after Penny’s first punishment, even the Leo is pushing her boundaries and showing his control.

This is a super hot excerpt, just warning you!

“Now, Penelope, will you be a good girl for your master?”

“Yes, sir!” I gasped, eagerly. Another slap impacted my sore flesh and I yelped with the sting.

“Do you really mean that?”

“Yes, sir, I do.” I moaned, clenching and expecting another blow.

“Good girl.” He soothed his hand over my heated backside. “Such a good girl. You took your punishment so well.”

I know it sounds absurd but I felt so proud at that moment. Leo’s praise buoyed me. I had survived the spanking and had enjoyed every moment of it.

“Now, good girls deserve a treat, don’t they? So what do you want, Penny?”

I wanted to tell him. I really did but I wasn’t used to being so forward. Whenever I’d directly asked for sex in the past it had completely backfired. Men, in my experience, didn’t like it when I expressed what I wanted instead of just complying to their needs.

“Come on now, don’t be shy.” Leo stroked my arse, the prickles of arousal made me moan. “Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.”

“Fuck me.” I whispered so quietly I wasn’t even sure I said it aloud.

“What was that, Penny? Speak up.” His fingers slipped down between the crack of my buttocks and slid through the silken moistness of my pussy lips until the tip of his longest finger brushed my clit.

“Fuck me.” I gasped.  Leo rubbed my clit and I moaned loudly.

“Fuck me.”  I thrust my hips to feel more of his touch.

“Fuck me, please,” I begged, so wrapped up in my desire to come that propriety and anxiety was stripped away.

“Certainly,” he answered, pulling his hand from between my thighs. “Get up.”

I shifted back over his thighs until I was once again kneeling on the floor. Leo stood and offered me his hand with a smile. I grabbed hold of it and he helped me to my feet. The knickers that had clung across my thighs fell in a pool to the carpet.

I’d only just got my balance when he pushed me back and with a yelp I fell onto the sofa, back first, arms flailing. It was soft and giving and luckily long enough so I didn’t bash my head off the arm. I was about to call Leo a nasty name, instinct had kicked in, but he silenced me by ripping down the zip of his trousers and pulling out his cock.

The contrast between his smartly tailored suit and his raging hard on was poetic. He was vulnerable in that moment, I was seeing something deeper than the seduction technique and the masterly ways. I was seeing him and his desires. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.

Within moments he was on his knees on the sofa. Nestled between my thighs he lifted my legs and pulled me towards him. Desperately, I popped my hips so I could strain closer. He held me just in front of his pubis and peered down the length of my body to capture my gaze.  He said nothing. The moment of vulnerability was gone. He showed me that he was in charge once again and only when he decided to move would I feel his cock deep inside me.

Maybe he saw that realisation in my eyes because he slid forward, nudged my wet lips open and slipped inside me slowly, infuriatingly slowly. I felt every bump, every fibre of his straining erection as he pressed forward until he was fully buried within me and my buttocks rubbed against the flies of his trousers.

I never stopped looking into his eyes. I was pulled in by the icy blue of them, the hue deepening and warming with every movement within me. His pupils dilated, his eyes animated with lust while he held the rest of his body rigidly in control.

What did he see in my eyes? Did they shine with arousal and speak of the pride I felt surviving my first spanking? Did he see how much it meant to me to be there with him, to be accepted as his slave? Could he see how much I needed him and wanted him to be my Master?

I couldn’t have put all that into words but I hoped he saw it while we rested, joined together so intimately.

“So,” he said like we were just engaged in conversation, not locked together in lust, “what was it you wanted?”

My cheeks blazed with heat. I disengaged my gaze from his and looked at the sofa back then over to the huge window and the tower top view beyond.

“I want you to fuck me,” I replied. I knew I had to say it, so I did even though my body cringed with the act of being so brazen.

“Oh yes?” He pulled back just a little, my pussy reacted, clenching to keep him within. “Then why don’t you look me in the eye and tell me that?”

“I can’t.” I shook my head, cursing myself for being so particularly ridiculous. I was part way to fucking the man, he’d seen me naked and spanked my arse. Why couldn’t I meet his gaze?

“There’s no shame in admitting what you want, Penny. Come on now, look at me. Tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you. Oh, fuck will I give it to you.” He groaned as my pussy once more clamped around him. My sex was certain of what she wanted, why couldn’t I be so bold?

I gulped and looked up at him. I was aware of everything, every minute detail. The softness of the sofa against my throbbing bottom, the chafing of his trousers between my thighs, the tightness of my nipples and the rough gasping of my breath as I held back the arousal inside.

I closed my eyes for a moment. It was all too much. Leo ran his hand down the outside of my thigh and pulled it back again with gentleness. This act of kind coaxing gave me the confidence to open my eyes and ask him for what I wanted.

“Please fuck me, Sir.”

“With pleasure.” He grinned broadly, his face lighting up and softening for a moment then hardening once again as he drove himself deep within me.

“Yes,” I cried, “fuck yes.” His rhythm was fast and hard and I shook with the impact of his thrusts. My eyes closed and I raised my hands desperately to feel him, to grab on to him and hold on tight. He took one hand in his, kissed it and then pressed it down to my pubis. I didn’t have to ask, I knew what he wanted me to do.

Fancy more of Penny’s story? Well firstly, check out this tasty teaser created by the brilliant Kev Blisse featuring the fab Matt S.


And then pick up your copy of Sexy Just Got Rich to read the tale in full and enjoy the other sexy Brit Babe Billionaires for just 99p.

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