Kelly Dawson Author

I haven't participated in  Saturday Spankings  for a while now and it's good to be back!  Today I'm sharing a snippet from my western The Code of the West  along with the great news that it's now available to read for free in Kindle Unlimited!    If you haven't read the first of my Westerns,  The Ways of the West  then now is a really good time to check it out because it's available free in KU too! Here are 8 sentences to whet your appetite: He separated her pussy lips with his fingers, holding her wide open, pushing his tongue deep inside her, exploring her innermost crevice. He nibbled at her pussy lips, tormenting her, driving her wild with desire. He flicked his tongue across her swollen clit, then rubbed the sensitive nub between his fingers, rolling it gently. Raising his hand, he slapped her wet pussy gently with the tips of his fingers, smiling as the look of first shock, then pleasure, spread over her face...

Welcome to my blog for the  Six of the Best  blog-hop. It's been ages since I participated in this blog-hop so it's great to be part of it once again and share a snippet out of my erotic spanky Western -  The Code of the West .  The Code of the West is the stand-alone sequel to  The Ways of the West  and is where Mr Jordan, the ruggedly handsome, stern trail boss, finds love.  Both stories have been combined into one paperback volume:  The Heart of the West Mustering all the strength she could, she stood up, stretched, and crept over to the remuda. The horses were all line tethered, and she could see the night hawker right at the very end. He didn’t look to be very alert; she was safe. The horse at the close end of the line was a bay mare she’d ridden many times before, a solid horse with plenty of stamina and enough speed to put a good distance between herself and the camp, before she was discovered. As quickly and quietly as she cou...

Featuring Mr Jordan, trail boss from  The Ways of the West   continuing in the standalone sequel  The Code of the West Straddling her, he lowered his lips to hers, devouring her hungrily, but before she was sated, he moved his body lower, kissing her throat, her shoulder, trailing kisses all the way down the middle of her body. His hands encircled her breasts, squeezing them gently, as he kissed lightly between them, moving his lips further down her body, kissing away the remaining droplets of water from the stream. He circled his tongue around her navel, tickling her, teasing her.              Her breasts were tight in his hands, tight and hot, as though they would burst. The dull ache between her legs intensified, pulsing in rhythm with the rapid beat of her heart. Her breaths were coming in short, shallow gasps as he pressed her back against the towel. What was he doing to her?  He mov...

Welcome to my blog for this week's  Saturday Spankings blog hop   where authors share 8 sentences of their work. I'm back this week with some more from my recently released western  The Code of the West  which is the standalone sequel to  The Ways of the West . Both these books have been combined into one paperback volume -  The Heart of the West . “No.” Jed’s refusal was firm. “I’m going to be out there fighting alongside your men. They’re fighting for me – I’m going to be fighting with them.”         “Get in the wagon before I take a razor strop to your bare backside!” Mr Jordan snarled, his eyes flashing with frustration.         “Take a razor strop to me if you feel you must, but I won’t be hiding in the wagon. This is my fight, Weston. Let me fight it.” Blurb: In the years since the tragic death of her parents, Jedda-Lyn Cross has given everything she...

For my  #WipItUpWednesday  post this week, I'm sharing the final installment of the fight between Cal and Mr Jordan. Installment one and two can be found here   and here . Then there was silence. “It’s over,” Davey whispered in her ear, spinning her around so she could see. Sure enough, Cal was lying on the ground, wounded and bleeding but alive, and Mr Jordan was on his feet, but barely. Woody and Chuck both moved to help him over to the supply wagon where Monty was already laying out his medicine bag.             Jed stood there in horror, shocked, looking at the scene before her, unable to believe it. Woody and Chuck were on each side of Mr Jordan, supporting him as he staggered over to the wagon, trailing blood behind him. Cal wasn’t moving. In a flash, Neil was by his side, examining him briefly, then he drew his gun.             Davey moved so ...

Welcome back to my blog for this week's  #WipItUp Wednesday  blog hop! This week I'm continuing on from the excerpt I shared last week ... if you missed that post, check it out  here . She could hear the beat of Davey’s heart as he wrapped his arms tightly around her in a protective embrace, pounding in an erratic rhythm, getting faster and faster as the fight wore on. She didn’t need to see the fight to know what was happening – she could hear it in the groans of the men. She could feel it in the grip Davey had on her, the grip that kept getting tighter and tighter even though she remained still.            The minutes ticked by. She could hear blows landing, accompanied by muffled grunts. Davey’s arms held her tightly. She was clutching his shirt in one hand, her other fist was stuffed into her mouth to stifle her screams.  Suddenly, Davey loosened his grip. Something was happening! Cautiously, s...

Welcome to my blog for this week's #SatSpanks blog hop! My 8 sentences this week continue on from the snippet I shared last week. She was surprised by how much it stung. She knew Mr Jordan was still recovering from his injuries, she knew he couldn’t put much strength into spanking her. Yet on cold, wet, bare skin, his hard hand felt like a branding iron.             He spanked her hard and fast on alternate cheeks, spreading them out to cover her entire bottom and the tops of her thighs. With each smack, Jed yelped and wriggled, kicking her feet, trying to escape the stinging smacks that just kept landing. Mr Jordan kept up the assault on her backside, spanking her in a steady rhythm, until Jed was limp over his lap, sobbing hard.  Her bottom was one big mass of pain; she wasn’t even aware when Mr Jordan stopped spanking and instead just rested his hand lightly on her burning bottom. She lay over his lap,...

This is the last blog post for the  Wip It Up Wednesday  blog hop with Melody Parks at the helm.  Thanks so much for all your hard work Melody - I've had fun doing this hop :)  And huge thanks to Meredith for taking over and keeping this great blog hop going! This week I'm sharing an excerpt from my latest release  The Code of The West , the standalone sequel to The Ways of The West . But first, some exciting news - my two westerns have been combined into one paperback volume - The Heart of the West which  is available now! Excerpt from The Code of the West Cal glared at her, and she glared right back at him defiantly, feeling brave now that she had the big trail boss for protection.                 “I’ve come to take you home,” he told her.                 “I’m not going home,”...