Tabby Talks To: Morganna Williams

I love my fellow erotica authors. I read their work, I chat to them, I appreciate it when they take the time to read my stories... but most of all I love the way we all support each other.
Today I'm delighted to be able to host the amazing Morganna Williams, who writes hot, sexy books about all my favourite things...and her latest book is storming up the charts. She's here to tell us alll about it! Over to you, Morganna!

Thank you for having me today Tabitha! In my new book: His Girl, His Rules, Glory has been writing about spanking and BDSM for years in her romance novels but has no practical knowledge; so she goes to a local BDSM Club for professional research and to gain a little personal knowledge. Master Gabriel is ready to teach Glory everything she needs to know. 
Let's peep in as things heat up in Master Gabriel’s office:

Glory fidgeted nervously on the couch in Master Gabriel’s office, trying to make her short skirt cover more of her rounded thighs and trying to ignore the man watching her. He was absolutely beautiful with black hair that curled slightly around his ears, sparkling blue eyes set in a strong face with a squared jaw and topped with dimples. He was tall with broad shoulders and was obviously very fit; in a nutshell, she was way out of her league.

She felt her eyes widen in alarm when he sat down next to her a little closer than she was comfortable with. Good night Irene, but the man was hot! Sex on a stick as Jessica would say.

She swallowed as her mouth seemed to completely dry up and her pulse began to pound in her ears. Master Gabriel was like every fantasy man she’d ever dreamed up in one muscular package of alpha-ness.

Glory blinked in alarm when he suddenly snapped his fingers in front of her nose. “Ms. Walters? I’ve been talking to you. Where did you go off to?”

She felt hot color fill her cheeks as she looked over at him. “I’m sorry, Master Gabriel, I was woolgathering.” Glory looked down, embarrassed that she was messing up this interview so badly.

Firm fingers caught her beneath the chin and brought her head up so she had no choice but to meet his steely gaze. “No more woolgathering, young lady. Now, I asked you why you were here.”

“I, umm, needed to do some research for my new novel… and… I… well… umm…”

“I think it’s safe to say since you filled out a membership questionnaire that you have a more personal interest in BDSM than research. Correct?” he asked, pinning her with his knowing eyes.

“Yes,” she said softly, the penetrating eye contact making her feel like he could see straight into her soul.

“Yes, sir,” he corrected her.    

                                   

“What?” Glory blinked, freeing herself from his eyes for a moment.

“You will call me sir while we’re in this room. Understood?” he asked with a brow raised questioningly.

“Yes, sir,” Glory answered.

“Good girl. Now, are you ready to explore your submissive nature this evening?” Once again his blue eyes captured hers, allowing her no escape.

“Yes, sir,” she said with a soft sigh. The normal protest dying on her lips, Glory found she couldn’t deny this compelling man. She wanted to please him.

He smiled at her, his blue eyes suddenly warm as they crinkled at the corners. “Then we will begin. Your safeword for tonight is red.”

Then suddenly his hands were at her waist and he lifted her easily to sit on his lap facing away from him.

Glory gasped, her hands going instinctively to wrap around his wrists.

“Glory, let go of my hands, please,” he said firmly.

She immediately let go. “I’m sorry, sir. I’m not used to being picked up.”

“It’s all right, sweetness, but I need your hands out of the way.” His firm hands caught hold of her wrists and lifted them over her head to place them behind his neck. “I want you to hold onto the back of my neck right now. Don’t move them until I tell you to. Understand?”

“Yes, sir.” Glory tried not to think about the way the position lifted her breasts up and out. They looked ready to pop out of the top of the bustier.

“Good girl,” he said soothingly and then he brought his hands up under her skirt and hooked his fingers in the waistband of her panties, slowly tugging them down. She lifted her hips slightly as he worked them off then pulled them down her legs.

Her breath came out in a deep shuddering gasp as she watched him tuck them into his pocket before catching her under each thigh and lifting her legs to straddle his. Cool air kissed her hot center when he spread his legs, opening her wide.

Blurb: 

Though Glory Walters writes erotic novels about firm-handed men who know how to deal with feisty women, she’s ashamed to admit she’s never experienced anything of the sort herself. But then she meets Gabriel—Sergeant Gabriel to the men he leads on the local SWAT team, but Master Gabriel to her—and suddenly the scenes in her books don’t seem so far-fetched anymore.

Gabriel has just been going through the motions in life since his wife’s death four years ago, but almost from the moment he sets eyes on her, he wants Glory as his own. Despite never having been taken in hand before, she responds beautifully to a good, hard, bare-bottom spanking, and his dominant lovemaking leaves her breathless. But when Glory foolishly puts herself in extreme danger, she soon discovers that naughty girls who take risks with their safety get their bottoms thoroughly punished… inside and out.

Publisher’s Note: His Girl, His Rules is an erotic novel that contains spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

Want to read more? You can get this now at Amazon to see why ALL the reviewers have given it 5 stars so far!