Thanks for visiting today! Ashe Barker is back with a re-release of a sexy BDSM Romance. Enjoy!
- Ashe Barker Books, 2020
- Second edition released July 2020
- Contemporary, erotic romance, mystery
- Approximately 50,000 words
- HEA ending
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Innocent until proven guilty … or until someone finds out.
Aidan Blake needs a plumber. Fast. His boiler is dead, his creaky old house crumbling around him. When his elderly neighbour recommends a local trader, George Mahon, Aidan jumps at the prospect of hot water and warm radiators.
But George, short for Georgina, is not exactly what he had in mind. He was expecting
something else entirely. A man for one thing, not the gorgeous single mother he finds in his house at the end of a long day of work.
Aidan turns out to be full of surprises too. Who would have imagined the smart, geeky businessman would have a BDSM playroom in his attic and a collection of whips and canes to make George’s head spin. And her bottom clench, though that’s another matter entirely. Maybe she;s not such an innocent after all. What does a girl have to do to get to play with those toys?
Just ask, it would seem. As they enter into a professional and personal agreement which soon blossoms into a sultry, kinky relationship, George continues to be surprised by Aidan’s kindness and generosity, not to mention his skill with a spanking paddle.
First impressions aside, the two begin to build something together. And while they peel back the layers to discover their hidden depths, the old house yields up the mysteries of its own secret past. They soon realise that at first glance, nothing is ever quite as innocent it seems.
Innocent was previously published under the title First Impressions, with different cover art.
First Impressions is a story about jumping to the wrong conclusions, about making hasty assumptions and being proved wrong. With the benefit of hindsight – always a wonderful thing – I thought it might be interesting to find out what George makes of Aidan now. I tracked her down and fired a few questions at her. Here goes:
Me: Hi George, and thank you for agreeing to chat to me today. How’s the business going?
George: Great, I’m really busy, but loving every minute. I’m working on a loft conversion right now, and I’ll need to get back to work soon.
Me: Right, let’s crack on then. Tell me, when you first met Aidan, what did you think of him?
George: I thought he was early! I hadn’t expected him back for ages, so I was a bit floored when he marched in that first day and caught me breastfeeding Lily in his kitchen. He took it well though, he was very kind in fact, even made me a cup of coffee. I also thought he was sexy, rich, and way out of my league.
Me: What was the most surprising thing you found out about Aidan, when you got to know him better?
George: Well, it turns out I was right about the sexy and rich bit, but the playroom in the attic came as something of a shock. I’d never seen so many whips and canes in one place. And the St. Andrews cross…
Me: Quite. You were surprised, but not especially shocked I think. Would that be right?
George: Yes, I suppose so. It was a pleasant surprise really. Once I got over my nerves and decided to trust Aidan to know what he was doing we’ve had a lot of fun in his attic.
Me: The readers can find out all about that in the book. So tell us, were there any other pleasant surprises?
George: Yes, I loved the way Aidan took to Lily, my baby. She was only a few months old back then and he was always so good with her, playing with her, looking after her to give me a break when he really didn’t need to. It was as though he wanted to get to know her too. We were both special to him and I loved it when he made me feel that way. He’s such a softie at heart.
Me: Even in the attic?
George: Especially then. He’s a hard Dom with a soft centre.
Me: My favourite sort. So, what’s next for you and Aidan?
George: I don’t know what’s around the corner for us, but we’re both enjoying our happy ever after. I guess I have you to thank for that.
Me: You’re welcome. Thanks for chatting to me. I’ll let you get back to that loft conversion now.
There was no door at the top. The stairs simply emerged into a large room extending across the entire floor area of the house. It was bright, airy, the autumn sunshine streaming through large windows let into the roof. George stood at the top of the stairs and gazed around her. Her jaw dropped.
“Oh! What is this stuff?” She knew full well what she was looking at but felt compelled to ask anyway.
“This is my play room. I bring guests here from time to time.”
“Yes, always women.” His tone was low, and although he did not touch her now George was intensely aware of Aidan’s presence right behind her.
“You—hurt them?” George’s attention was fixed on the St Andrew’s cross which dominated the centre of the room. A spanking bench was situated away to one side, and a stark looking double bed at the other. It had just a mattress, covered in a clean, white sheet. Pillows were piled alongside, on the bare floor. Most of the wall opposite her was covered in rows of hooks, from which hung implements of all sorts. Paddles, straps, whips, a vast selection of canes. There were ropes too, and cuffs in various colours and sizes arranged on a shelf. George said nothing more, just stood still, taking in the details.
She saw that restraints were attached to the four bedposts, and several large rings were suspended from beams in the ceiling at various positions around the room. There were some on the walls too. She could see that more items were partly concealed beneath the bed, a further collection of straps and buckles, and she caught sight of a length of chain. The floor was of polished wood, though several mats were scattered about.
He likes his guests to be comfortable then?
“I do cause pain, but only with permission. The women who come here like what I do to them.”
George had no doubt of that. None at all. Her pussy had started to clench the moment she entered and saw the equipment and implements. Her underwear was already soaked. Christ, if only Jake had possessed a fraction of the inclination Aidan Blake clearly did, she might have forgiven him his other failings.
But there again…
“Who? Who do you bring here? You have a—girlfriend?” Was that the correct term?
“Not a girlfriend as such, though I never lack for company if I want it. When I want it.”
Well, no, he wouldn’t. Aidan Blake was one of the most attractive men she had ever encountered, and he clearly possessed an enviable range of skills. Women would be queueing three deep on the stairs.
“Oh.” She could think of nothing else to say, so settled for silence.
“If you find the contents of this room unsettling, or would prefer not to work in here, I understand that. I still want you to do the rest of the house.”
“No, it’s fine. I don’t mind…” She turned to face him, and swallowed hard. She was a professional, right? And he was a customer. “I assume that for most of your time in here you will be wearing very little. You and your companions. You’ll need a large radiator.” There, practical or what?
About Ashe Barker
USA Today Bestselling author Ashe Barker writes erotic romance and spanking romance in a variety of genres including contemporary, BDSM, paranormal, historical. ménage, gay romance and time travel. She is a #1 Amazon Bestseller and all her stories feature hot alpha males and sassy submissives, often with a lot to learn. Kink abounds, and there’s enough dirty talk to satisfy the most demanding smut lover. However dark and dirty the setting, love always emerges triumphant, and her stories never fail to deliver a satisfying happy ever after.
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