Special Delivery by Heidi Cullinan ~ Excerpt and Giveaway

I would like to thank Heidi Cullinan for providing this hot and sexy little look into Sam and Mitch’s world.  This clip is definitely for the 18 and up crowd.  Also check out Optimist’s 5* review of Cullinan’s Special Delivery.

Mitch remained quiet for another mile. Sam worried he’d broken everything already. But as they came up over a hill near a rest stop, Mitch said, “Safe word. You didn’t pick one.”

Sam blinked and tried to think. “Violet.”

“Favorite color?”

“Character. From 9 to 5.”

“Good. Remember Violet, then.” He aimed the semi toward the rest stop. “I believe I promised you a spanking if you said that word again.”

“Wait—wait.” Sam held on to the dash as Mitch pulled into a parking spot. “You can’t be serious.”

“Oh, I’m very serious.” He locked the doors and undid his seat belt as he faced Sam. “Stand up and strip that ass bare.”

He’s teasing you. Sam told himself this, but as he sat frozen in his seat, watching Mitch’s rigid jaw, it was a hard line to buy. Sam breathed shallowly, as if to keep from being noticed by too much movement. After a minute or so, his hand hurt, and he realized this was because he held the seat belt strap so tightly it cut into his skin.

“You remember your word?” When Sam kept blinking, Mitch added, “Your safe word?”

It took work to force the word out. “Violet.”

“Okay.” Mitch pointed at Sam. “Get your ass over my knee.”

No, Sam wanted to shout, but he couldn’t, and what was weirder, he undid his seat belt and stumbled around the console and headed for Mitch, moving as if he were in a dream.

“Take off your pants.” Mitch tugged at Sam’s T-shirt. “This too. Take it all off. Right now, Sam. Do it.

Sam had been ready to argue until the gruff command to do it. For some reason this inspired him to reach for the hem of his shirt, pull it off and toss it onto the passenger seat. He fumbled with the fastenings of his jeans because Mitch stared at his waist, and the look made all Sam’s blood run south. But when he pushed his jeans and underwear down and his phone started to tumble out of his pocket, Mitch leaned forward, steadied him and caught the phone in one motion. He put Judy into a small compartment in the dash before nodding at Sam’s jeans. “All the way off. Socks too.”

Sam undressed, dick hardening as he did so, which amazed him because a large part of him wanted to run. This was beyond stupid now. This was crazy. But oh, God, it was the most sexy thing he’d ever done in his life.

He’ll stop if I say the word.

Or would he?

Hesitating with his sock in hand, Sam looked Mitch in the eye. “Violet.”

Immediately, Mitch softened and touched his arm. “Too fast, Sunshine?”

Sam let out a breath, a two-ton weight off his chest. “Just testing.”

Mitch stayed where he was, watching Sam’s face. “So you want to keep playing? Because we don’t have to, if you don’t want to. It’s okay. We can go slow.”

“I don’t want to go slow.”

Mitch’s mouth turned up in one corner. “You’re ready to take your punishment?”

Sam nodded.

“You want me to spank you for saying you were stupid?”

Sam hesitated. Then he nodded again.

Mitch arched his eyebrows. “Say it. Tell me what you want.”

Sam did not want to say it. He wanted it to happen to him, but even as he thought that, he realized it wasn’t fair. He swallowed and tried to hold his head high. “I—I want you to…to spank me. Because I’m stupid.”

Mitch made a noise in the back of his throat that sounded disturbingly like a growl, and the next thing Sam knew he pitched forward toward the dash. He stopped at the last second, arms rigid against the panel of instrument readings or whatever they were, a knee on his stomach and another under his thigh. His bare ass stuck high in the air.

“Say it.” Mitch’s voice was tight and angry. “Tell me you’re stupid.”

“I’m stupid,” Sam said without hesitation and more than a little sass.

Mitch spanked him.

It was no gentle tap, but a smart slap against Sam’s bare buttocks, and it came with an accompanying smacking sound echoing loudly in the cab. Sam cried out, the sound half-recovery, half-outrage, and he tried to wriggle away.

Mitch held him in place and spanked him some more.

The sting from the first blow started to radiate, and when the second one came down, it amplified the first, and by the third Sam worked harder to get away. The more he struggled, the more firmly Mitch held him down, and by the time Mitch finished the seventh slap, Sam had learned to hold still and breathe.

After the tenth, Mitch stopped and rested his palm on the globe of Sam’s now acutely smarting ass. “Would you care to say it again?”

No, Sam would not, because he did not want to be spanked anymore. Yet there was a tightness inside him now, an anger fueled by all the hurt and shame and confusion he’d felt all day, and—well, he was stupid. “Yes,” he snarled. “Because I am. I’m stupid. I’m stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid—ah!

The spanking resumed. It hurt from the start and with more than a little sting. Violet, Sam thought, but even as part of him wanted to end this, the part driving only cried out—and in a move making him feel utterly, utterly like a whore—he arched his ass up higher toward the striking palm. By the tenth strike Sam’s ass was on fire, but the burn was spreading, and his cries had become moans.

“And now?” Mitch asked, as calmly as you please. But Sam could feel Mitch’s erection poking at Sam through the jeans. He was enjoying this. A lot. If he was a whore, Mitch was too.

Good.

Sam shuddered. “I’m stupid. I’m so stupid.” He shut his eyes. “And I’m a whore. I’m a slut.”

Mitch’s laugh was a shiver of dark pleasure. “Oh, but, Sunshine, you aren’t stupid.” A finger slid down the tingling crack between his cheeks, and he gasped as Mitch’s hand closed gently around his balls. “You can be as slutty and whorish as you want, and it will never make you stupid.”

Sam’s arms had been rigid against the dash, but when Mitch stroked him, they went slack and weak. “I do stupid things when I’m slutty.”

“You’re awfully slutty right now with your bare ass all red while you hump my hand. You can make this stop any time, but you don’t. You’re running off with me to God knows where, and you all but begged me to make you my little sex toy on the way. Do you think that makes you a whore?”

Sam was, indeed, humping into Mitch’s hand, because it was stroking his cock. “Yes.”

“Do you want to be my whore, sweetheart?”

Lust, hot and thick, shot through Sam’s body. “Yes.”

“Are you stupid, Sam Keller?”

Sam hesitated.

Mitch’s finger pressed at Sam’s hole. “I’m enjoying this. I’m feeling pretty slutty myself. Am I stupid?”

“No,” Sam replied, no hesitation at all.

“Turn your head to the right.”

Sam did.

Mitch pressed his fingers gently against Sam’s lips. “Open.”

Sam complied, opening his mouth like a baby bird, shuddering when Mitch slipped two fingers inside.

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Giveaway

Heidi has kindly offered 1 lucky commenter their very own copy of the re-released Special Delivery.

contest ends 10 Feb 2014 @ 7pm CST.  Must be 18 or Older, etc, etc

Farewell Giveaway
I have a number of paperbacks, most of which are signed, to giveaway. Over the between now (11 Mar 2017) and 31 Mar 2017, every comment on the blog (this post and all other new posts), will be entered to win 1 of these paperbacks. There are also some misc swag items, so there will be a few packs of these to give away as well.

Thank you so much for your support over the last 4 years. Prism will be closing its doors on 1 April 2017. All content will remain available, but no new content will appear after 31 Mar 2017. As such all request forms have been turned off. Again Thank you,

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16 thoughts on “Special Delivery by Heidi Cullinan ~ Excerpt and Giveaway

  1. Oh can’t wait to read this one and even if I don’t win I have put it on my TBR. If I do win I would like to donate my money 🙂

  2. I loved Special Delivery when I checked it out from the library & am looking forward to being able to get my hands on Double Blind!

  3. I love it when I find a new great author and book. This one is definitely going on my tbr. Thanks for the chance to win.

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