In writing the Bandit Brothers series, I aim for variety. Different pairings. Different personalities. Different suspense plots.
I try to mix up the smexy scenes, the kink, the spice.

But when I was promoting Flame True this week, I noticed that a) it’s very hot in that kitchen and b) it’s not the only book that uses a spoon in a scene…

And it was too hot for the clock app because I forgot to cancel out the word “wet” I received a community violations ban…so that’s fun.

Here’s the scene from Flame True. It’s the morning after, and they thought it was going to be weird. Instead, they find out how comfortable they are with each other. You can buy Flame True here and I always appreciate reviews! (anywhere!)

She licked her lips. “Do something.”

“Oh? Like this?” He flicked the spoon against her inner thigh.

Mulberry grabbed the edge of the counter. “Yes.”

With a little more force, he snapped the piece of silicone against her other thigh.

“Yes!”

“Like that little snap of pain?”

He rubbed the red spot on her thigh.

Mulberry nodded her head.

“I didn’t hear you.”

“Yes! Okay, yes! I like it.”

“Good,” Nick slapped her inner thigh, bringing the spoon down with a flick of his wrist, harder than before.

He alternated her thighs, watching her expression. He beat out a solid rhythm, slapping the spoon against her thigh.

Her body hummed with pleasure, her chin dipped down to her chest, and her nipples beaded.

He struck her repeatedly with the spoon until her thighs were red.

She exhaled a shuddering breath as he pressed the spoon to her heated flush.

“Thank you.”

“My pleasure.”

He nuzzled her neck, soaking in her body’s warmth and inhaling her shampoo’s fruity scent.

Sliding the widest part of the spoon over her breasts, along her stomach, down to her pussy.

He held it against her labia for a moment.

She shook her head. “Yes.”

He gave a quick little tap.

She shrieked, her eyes open. “Again.”

Watching her hang on the brink of her orgasm, her hands coiled, her body tense, Nick flicked the spoon again, aiming right for her clit.

“Fuck, yes.”

“You’re a needy girl, aren’t you?”

“Yeah. More, please!!” She grabbed the hem of his shirt, trying to pull him closer.

“Show me how you fuck this spoon, that you’re so hungry for an orgasm that you’ll slide this into your pussy.”

He pressed his lips to hers, wrapping her fingers around the spoon’s handle.

Every ounce of blood he had rushed to his throbbing cock, as she turned the spoon sideways, holding her labia wide apart and slid the bottom half of the spoon into her pussy.

Her pussy was swollen and shiny with juices.

“Ah!” Mulberry’s brows came together, and little pants escaped her mouth.

Nick held her shoulder, steadying her, then she thrust the spoon deep into her pussy.

His thumb pressed against her hard clit, wanting her to soar higher.

Damn, this woman. She gorgeous all the time, but like this with him, in this moment, Mulberry was ethereal.
Her head flew back, her legs closed together as she screamed his name, riding the orgasm.

He kept steady pressure against her clit, holding her tightly.

“Yes, give me more,” he whispered in her ear.

“Can’t…I can…oh god!” Her cheeks were pink, her eyes glassy.

Flame True, Raleigh Damson

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