#SaturdaySpankings

#Saturday Spankings - the first time

To paraphrase Elton John, Saturday’s alright for spanking. Thanks for joining me and the other writers on the Saturday Spanking blog hop.

My excerpt is from my latest book Trusting Ingrid.

Ingrid has spent her entire life looking after number one. Charming when she needs to be, she can lie more persuasively than an Academy-award winning actor. After all, society’s rules don’t apply to her.

If her outrageous behavior made her happy, it wouldn’t be so bad. But she’s a desperate woman, wrestling with alcoholism and not winning the battle.

In this scene, she had just accepted Lachlan’s offer to help her get her life on track.

Lachlan, a man with a commitment to rehabilitating feral, frightened creatures, intends to take her in hand.

He’s about to spank her for the first time.

From Trusting Ingrid, book 3 in the Romancing the Coast series:

“Take off your jeans and panties. Now. Then assume the position. Don’t make me ask you twice.”

Ingrid took off her clothes, laying her jeans on the sofa, topped with her small black panties. She was glad she’d shaved her mons that morning. It was almost naked but not in a trying-too-hard or a knew-we-would-get-here way.

His eyes dilated as he looked at her. He cupped his hand over the mound. His forefinger explored between her folds. She moaned.

He chuckled. “Seems like you’re ready for more than a spanking. Let’s get on with it. First, the preparation stage.” He helped her kneel with her round bottom cheeks pointing toward the fire. As instructed, she rested her head on the ottoman, facing him.

As much as the heat from the fire stirred her desire, she hated the sense of being on display, ready for his inspection, whatever that might involve. Her emotions cartwheeled between hunger for the spanking and a conflicting, deep sense of shame for wanting it.

He stayed crouched beside her, stroking her hair. “Do you know why you are being spanked tonight?”

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#SaturdaySpankings - the schedule

Welcome to the Saturday Spanking blog where every week we look at who is in the naughty corner.

I hope you enjoy this excerpt from my latest book Trusting Ingrid.

Ingrid has spent her entire life looking after number one. Charming when she needs to be, she can lie more persuasively than an Academy-award winning actor. After all, society’s rules don’t apply to her.

If her outrageous behavior made her happy, it wouldn’t be so bad. But she’s a desperately unhappy woman, wrestling with alcoholism and not winning the battle.

In this scene, she had just accepted Lachlan’s offer to help her get her life on track.

Lachlan, a man with a commitment to rehabilitating feral, frightened creatures, intends to take her in hand.

From Trusting Ingrid, book 3 in the Romancing the Coast series:

“I’m going to spank you tonight. That much you’ve figured out already, right?” Lachlan asked, although it wasn’t really a question.

She nodded hesitantly.

“What you may not realize is that I consider your problems, your bad behaviors, to be long term, entrenched habits that can only be broken and rebuilt over a period of time, with regular and consistent correction.”

Ingrid froze. “Period of time? What does that mean? What is consistent correction?”

“The initial period will be a month. For the next four weeks you will be spanked at least once a day.”

Ingrid gasped. “No!”

“Yes” Lachlan kissed her neck.

With his warm lips caressing her skin, her determination to resist him weakened. She protested feebly, “That’s too much.”

“It’s barely a start, considering some of the things you’ve done. The spankings aren’t the only important thing. Far more important is your submission. That will tell me that you know you need to change, that you consent to my direction for the process.”

“At least once a day?” She hated the timidity in her voice.

“Once a day to pay for old sins. More than that for new offences. You’re lucky. Today you’re only going to be punished for today’s wrongdoing.”

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#SaturdaySpankings - Boundaries

Welcome to the Saturday Spanking blog where naughty behaviour usually ends up with the roasting of someone's backside.

Today I’m sharing an excerpt from my latest book Trusting Ingrid.

Ingrid has spent her entire life looking after number one. Charming when she needs to be, she can lie more persuasively than an Academy-award winning actor. After all, society’s rules don’t apply to her.

This scene happens shortly after she has behaved outrageously in a movie theatre.

Lachlan, a man with a commitment to rescuing feral, frightened creatures, intends to take her in hand.

From Trusting Ingrid, book 3 in the Romancing the Coast series:

“Until you’ve got a much stronger moral compass, you obviously need help.” Lachlan patted Ingrid’s two clasped hands with his free one before letting them go.

She sat back, savoring the lingering strength of his touch. Heat rose from her clenching pussy. This was it, the dangerous, exciting aspect of love that she’d been so curious about.

Lachlan drummed the table with his left hand. “Yes, I will punish you. As you demonstrated tonight at the cinema, you have few boundaries. I will help you develop a few more. I don’t want to take over your life or make all your decisions for you. What I want is to help you make better decisions by yourself which is a simple matter of training and practice, otherwise known as discipline. The only discipline worth a damn is self-discipline. If you want to be with me, you’re going to need a lot of it. I’m willing to help you get it. Are you willing to let me? Are you willing to be accountable to me?”

“Starting when?” Ingrid asked in a whisper.

“Starting as soon as we get home.”

“That’s not fair,” she protested. “I didn’t know that rule when we got to the movie.”

“I didn’t say it was fair. But you have between now and when we pull up at Casa Morrison to decide if you’re willing to abide by my terms. They aren’t negotiable.”

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#SaturdaySpankings - a challenge for Lachlan

Welcome to the Saturday Spankings blog hop where some of your favourite writers share their work. Today I'm sharing Trusting Ingrid.

Ingrid is incredible in the old-fashioned sense of the world – almost beyond belief.

She has spent her entire life looking after number one. Charming when she needs to be, she can lie more persuasively than an Academy-award winning actor. After all, society’s rules don’t apply to her.

If all this made her happy, it wouldn’t be so bad. But she’s a desperately unhappy woman, wrestling with alcoholism and not winning the battle.

Enter Lachlan, a man with a commitment to rescuing feral, frightened creatures.

From Trusting Ingrid, book 3 in the Romancing the Coast series:

Ingrid melted against Lachlan, driving her long powerful thighs against his. She was hungry, her need at least as great as his. He could feel it in the heat pouring from every cell in her body.

Then she shut herself down.

She wanted control, a power-exchange game he knew well. 

What does a control freak need the most? Someone to take over the helm for a while. When he told her he’d spank her, he’d swept his hand over her breast. Sure enough, her nipple had hardened at his words. That was all he needed to know. Even if she said she wouldn’t pick him up at the airport, he’d come back here anyway. She wasn’t going to get away that easily.

The biggest challenge with Ingrid would be reading her true desire. Even if she said she was direct, sex was never that simple. Lachlan’s type of sex was even more precarious. He’d have to get her consent without her conceding any sort of defeat.

Conquering a woman of Ingrid’s complex combination of strength and frailty would be like walking through a minefield. He couldn’t wait to get back to her.

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#SaturdaySpankings - Incredible Ingrid

Ingrid is incredible in the old-fashioned sense of the world – almost beyond belief.

She has spent her entire life looking after number one. Charming when she needs to be, Ingrid can lie more persuasively than an Academy-award winning actor. After all, society’s rules don’t apply to her.

If all this made her happy, it wouldn’t be so bad. But she’s a desperate woman, wrestling with alcoholism and not winning the battle.

Enter Lachlan, a man with a fondness for rescuing feral, frightened creatures. The first time they are alone (edited for brevity):

He pushed his fist into her hair, guiding her closer to meet in a kiss. His lips parted as they met hers. His tongue tasted of chocolate, whipped cream, and sweet strawberries. She sucked it hungrily.

Her heart pounded. Her temperature soared. This was exactly what she’d wanted – craved – since the moment she’d seen him.

When his breathing became ragged and urgent she wrenched away. “You’ve got to go to work,” she said.

He cupped her chin with his hand. “Are you a cockteaser, angel?” His eyes glinted with amusement.

“Of course not.” She smoothed her hair, walking away from him with an exaggerated swing of her hips. “That would be rude.” She breathed slowly, willing her body to cool down.

“That wouldn’t just be rude. It might get your backside tanned.”

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#SatSpanks - The reckoning

The count down to Christmas Day has started. I'm so excited! I love this time of year.

This week I have another excerpt from my story, Love At Last Flight. It is part of the thirteen-story anthology, 12 Naughty Days of Christmas.

This collection is available for a short time for only 99¢ - or read for free with Kindle Unlimited.

For a short time you have the chance to win a Kindle Fire and a box of swag from Blushing Books, details are here: 12 Naughty Days.

Because this will be my last blog here for a while – I’m taking a winter break – this is a little longer than usual:

Background: Lauren has disobeyed a direct order Richard has given her in her motorcycle training. She had directly and deliberately challenged him. They have a dinner date that night, but before they go out…

Richard arrived at her apartment half an hour before they were due to be at the restaurant. Lauren greeted him in her bathrobe, wearing only a lace bra and pantie set underneath it.

“I’m glad to see you’re ready for your spanking,” he said.

She nodded, thrilled that they’d got to the game so quickly.

He kissed her on the mouth, the collarbone and the crease of her cleavage. “Lose the bathrobe. Go. Stand in the corner.” He pointed to a corner of her living room as he shucked off his coat.

“For how long?” She frowned.

“For as long as I please.”

She glared at him, threw down the bathrobe, and stomped over to the spot he’d indicated. Once there she started stretching, arms overhead, behind her.

“Stand still.” The sofa creaked as Richard sat down. “Put your hands behind your back. I want to see those magnificent breasts pushed out. I don’t want to hear a word out of you while you stand there and think about the punishment to come.”

Lauren went still, exactly as told. Minutes dragged by.

An eternity passed before Richard said, “Come and lay yourself across my knees.”

Lauren turned back to him, her stomach somersaulting.

“What’re you going to do?”

“Spank you. What did you think I was going to do after you disobeyed me today?”

“I dunno,” she lied. She’d hoped he’d spank her but now her knees had turned to jelly. “Couldn’t I do something else to apologize?”

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#SatSpanks - Hot stories, going cheap

Just over a week until Christmas! I hope you’re having fun this festive season.

This week I have another clip from my story, Love At Last Flight. It is part of the thirteen-story anthology, 12 Naughty Days of Christmas.

This collection is available for a short time for only 99¢ - or read for free with Kindle Unlimited.

For a short time you have the chance to win a Kindle Fire and a box of swag from Blushing Books, details are here: 12 Naughty Days.

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Background: Lauren is now Richard’s girlfriend, only she’s have trouble with his insistence that she obey his rules. He’s giving her a quick refresher:

The reminder of his power over her, in his deep, raspy voice, went straight to her crotch. She kissed him, ravenous for his body. He kissed her back, hard. His mouth moved from her lips to her throat. To her breasts. He licked each nipple. Without warning he flipped her onto her stomach. She was face down on the bed when the first smack cracked across her bottom. Neither hard nor painful, the surprise made her gasp anyway.

“This is because I love you,” Richard said. “If you are going to stay with me, you can expect to be loved a lot and spanked a lot.”

Lauren moaned at the light spanking. Then as abruptly as he started, he stopped, rolling her onto her back again. He lifted her legs, holding them behind the knee, raising her bottom off the bed.

“If you’re ever very naughty,” he said, his hand tracing circles on her stretched buttocks. “I’ll spank you in this position. Hard.”

To demonstrate how painful that would be, Richard slapped her once. Lauren yelped.

“The problem with this position is my hand may slip.” He lightly smacked the folds of her pussy.

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#SatSpanks - after the vows

Happy December everyone! I’m not quite sure how we got here so fast. It seems like just last week we were picking blackberries and swimming in the lake. Still, I love this season: the music, the parties, and the surprises it brings.

That’s why in my book, Sadie Says I Do, Simon and Sadie have a December wedding. Here they are after the ceremony and celebrating is over:

We spent the first night of our married life in our new home. We’d both had our fill of airports and hotel rooms for the year. In our cozy bedroom, Simon set a fire while I watched.

“Present the hairbrush,” he said as he sat back and watched the flames lick around the logs.

I hesitated, perhaps unwisely. “Why?” I asked, unaware of having broken any rules. 

“Reason number one,” he said and nodded toward the bathroom where the Maison Pearson was kept.

I brought the hairbrush, thinking of how sometimes spankings were the worst idea ever, but I kept my thoughts to myself. Simon laid it beside him on the bed and nodded at me, the sign for me to submit.

I dropped my panties, lifted my skirt, and crawled over his lap for one of the gentlest spankings ever. He only used his hand. A ten-year-old with a sprained wrist could have done worse.

“Why do I do this?” His voice was light with laughter.

“Because you love me.”

“When will I shop doing this?”

“Never, I hope.”

“Correct.” He delivered two sharp swats to the top of my thighs and said, “Sit on the floor, in front of me. I want to free your hair.”

Carefully and painstakingly he undid my complicated hairdo, stacking up the hairpins in a pile and placing the roses and holly leaves in a row beside them. Finally he used the Maison Pearson hairbrush to comb out the tangles and brush away the gel and spray that held it together.

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#SatSpanks - Cold weather, hot stories. Hot FREE stories.

Happy December everybody. Thank you for visiting my blog.

This week I’m featuring an excerpt from my story, Love At Last Flight. It will be available for FREE for one day only – Saturday December 2nd. You can get it here:

Blushing Books

In fact, you can get a free short story from Blushing Books every day between now and December 10th. Don’t miss out!

If you do happen to miss one, the entire anthology of Christmas stories, called 12 Naughty Days of Christmas will be available shortly before Christmas this year.

Background: Lauren is taking a motorcycle safety course with handsome, strict Richard. She knows he’s a spanker, so she has deliberately provoked him by disobeying one of his instructions.

Now her fantasy of being spanked is coming true. Only the reality is not quite what she anticipated.

Let’s jump in, mid spanking:

“I can’t take this.” Lauren’s voice came out high and frantic.

“You should have thought of that sooner, before you decided to test the limits. I want to keep you safe, darling. If you ignore me, bad things will happen to you. Like this spanking.”

After that his words rushed together, becoming white noise as Lauren howled. The percussion of the spanking was relentless. Only when the smacks started to fall on the sensitive sit spot at the top her legs, did she raise her body up in protest.

Richard stopped, clamped her right hand in the middle of the back. He pulled her closer and pinned her there, tighter than ever. “Are you going to obey me from now on?”

Lauren moaned, trying to gather her thoughts while the punishment was suspended.

“I asked you a question.” He punctuated his comment with another spank.

“Yes!” she cried, hoping he’d stop. She was close to tears. He mustn’t see her like this.

The next volley of swats was the hardest yet. She was scorched from the top of her thighs to the soft round curves of her buttocks.

“Are you going to obey me in the future, Lauren?” He stopped to ask this question again but the minute he’d said it, he delivered a drum roll of branding smacks on the same spot.

“Yes,” Lauren blurted, a tear rolling down her face. Defeated, exhausted, all fight gone from her, she slumped, accepting the last of the spanking with sobbing resignation.

“That’s what I’ve been waiting for,” Richard said, pulling up her panties, rubbing her throbbing bottom through the lace. He helped her to a sitting position on his knees and held her close.

“Now we understand each other better, don’t we?’ He kissed her tears.

“Yes,” she said, her head bent. Desire, gratitude, and a tiny bit of resentment stormed through her.

He helped her to her feet and smoothed her hair. “Let’s go for dinner. I hope your throbbing bottom will be a reminder of how much I care about you. If you forget, I’m happy to do it again.”

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Blurb: It’s fall and Lauren Myerson has almost everything a young woman could want: excellent health, a good job, a fine apartment, and a loving family. But her life is dull, and a friend urges her to take risks, to find adventure. Enter Richard Paparone. Handsome, sexy, bossy Richard. Something in the way he moves, smiles, and talks triggers a deep and primal desire in her. Knowing he is into motorcycles, Lauren decides to get her bike license. If she can’t have the man, maybe the machine will do. Soon she finds that Richard is more than willing to satisfy the hunger he’s woken in her. Is he just playing with her? Or does he really care? The acid test of the Christmas holiday is just around the corner. She wants to spend it with him. 

He tells her no, he has commitments of his own that don’t include her. When he orders her to go to the family gathering in Hawaii, she is devastated. If he loved her, wouldn’t he want her by his side?

If she disobeys him, she knows what will happen. She’s felt the sting of his disapproval before. Can she trust him? Does he truly care about her? Or should she stay behind to see exactly what is keeping them apart?

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#SatSpanks - When is a choice not a choice?

Happy Thanksgiving weekend to all my American friends! I hope you are enjoying your holiday weekend. For the month of November, I’m sharing excerpts from A Time For Will, a time travel romance.

Will Dawson has been transported to modern times from his home in 1885. The portal for the time travel is in the barn.

When he arrives in 2017, he figures the ranch is still his. to this way of thinking, that makes him master of the house.

He’s laid down some rules for sassy, impudent Lissie Pettigrew. The only problem is, Lissie isn’t good with authority. In this scene, he has her by the hand and has taken her to the barn:

Lissie’s stomach turned to water. “Why are we here?”

“Why do you think?” he asked, closing the door behind them.

“We’re going to try to go through the portal back to your world?”

“We could do that. But not until I’ve tanned your hide properly for sass, cussing, and disrespect.”

He leaned against the door, blocking the only exit to the building. Lissie glanced around. The only things in the barn were a long wooden bench and a couple of stirrup leathers. Surely he couldn’t be planning to use those.

“I’m sorry about that smartass comment to the roofer. He was getting under my skin with that ‘you’re a woman, you wouldn’t understand’ stuff. I said the first thing that came to mind. I should have thought before speaking.”

“That is true.” One corner of Will’s mouth lifted. Damn him. He was enjoying this.

“Okay, I’ve said I’m sorry. You’ve had your apology. Now I need to get back to the house to keep an eye on what all those workers are doing.”

“You’ll have plenty of time to do that. But at this precise moment, you’re going nowhere. You and I are going to do a little reckoning.”

He straightened up, moving away from the door. “I’m feeling generous today. I’ll give you a choice. You can drop your drawers and let me spank your pretty bare bottom.”

Lissie blushed at his knowing tone as he spoke of her body. “Or?”

He glanced at the stirrup leathers. “Or you can preserve your modesty. I’m happy to punish you over your trousers, with one of those leathers.”

“That’s a choice between the devil and the deep blue sea.” Lissie crossed her arms in front of her, as though she could ward Will off, or at least protect herself from what was coming next, by the simple act of hostile body language.

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#SatSpanks - laying down the law

Thank you for visiting. This month I’m sharing excerpts from A Time For Will, a time travel romance.

Will Dawson has been transported o modern times from his home in 1885. The deserted ranch he finds looks only vaguely like the one he left behind. Nothing has prepared him for the sassy, outspoken girl he meets there, Lissie Pettigrew.

As far as he’s concerned, the ranch was his long before her name was on the title, therefore he’s still master of the place. Lissie is slowly getting used to this idea.

The ripple of the muscles in Will’s thighs as he pinned her down made Lissie’s heart race.

Undistracted by anything about her, he said, “You will speak to me with respect, do you understand?” His hands made circles first on one bottom cheek, then the other.

Lissie wasn’t going to be intimidated that easily. She pressed her lips together.

“I said, do you understand?”

When he started spanking her, she realized that she’d forgotten how strong he was.

Smack smack smack.

“Yes! I understand!” she said, despising herself for giving in so easily.

She danced on the spot, struggling to get away from him. Wriggling only made him hold her wrists together tighter.

He smacked her bottom harder. “I don’t want to hear any cussing, swearing, sassing or backtalk from you.”

“Okay. I said, yes, I understand.”

He spanked the top of her thighs. “If I do, you’ll get one of these each time, understood? Only the spankings will get harder and last longer.”

He delivered another volley of slaps to her reddening bottom.

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#SatSpanks - Don't poke the bear

Thank you for visiting today. This month I’m sharing excerpt from my time travel book: A Time For Will, Will Dawson has travelled to modern times from his home in 1885. On the now deserted ranch, he’s met Lissie Pettigrew and her younger sister Hope who have agreed to help him adjust to life in the 21st century.

This is the morning after they’ve met and Will has come into Lissie and Hope’s bedroom

“We have a very busy day ahead of us. Out of the sack, lazybones.”

Will smacked Lissie’s bottom.

“Hey!” She threw back her sleeping bag, nailing him with the stink eye.

“You better take that look off your face, little darling, or I’ll take it off for you. Right now it’s time for you to get up and fix us some grub.”

“I’m not your fucking maid.”

The words were barely out of Lissie’s mouth when Will closed the distance between them, taking hold of her forearms. He raised her off the cot with as little effort as lifting a pillow. Then he marched her over to the window seat.

“Hey!” she screamed, trying to stop his action with the volume of her voice. Her efforts to escape him while he held her in his viselike grip were useless.

Ignoring her protests, he planted one foot on the bench of the window seat, while bending her over his knee and lifting her nightie. He murmured with satisfaction at the sight of her naked bottom.

“How handy,” he said, not bothering to hide the smile in his voice.

Lissie wished she’d worn panties but she suspected that wouldn’t have made a difference. He would have just pulled them down. She’d poked the bear and the bear was angry.

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#SatSpanks - A thorn by any other name

Happy November! If you’re in the Pacific Northwest like I am, I hope you enjoyed this week’s blast of winter. Time to curl up in a comfy chair with some spicy romance. How about a sweet love story with a time travel twist?
In A Time For Will, Will Dawson has traveled to modern times from his home in 1885. On the now deserted ranch, he’s met Lissie Pettigrew and her younger sister Hope. At the moment they are sorting out the correct forms of addressing each other. Will, being from a bygone era, had expected they would call each other Miss Pettigrew and Mr. Dawson respectively. Lissie has persuaded Will that such formality would be jarring in the 21st century. He agrees to use first names.

Lissie smiled at his capitulation. “Will it is then. You may call me Lissie, short for Felicity. You can call Hope, Hope, short for pain in the ass.”

Will leaned over, took her chin with one hand and turned it toward him. “I may be your guest but my claim to this property goes back long before you came here. Therefore, I will be the master of this house and you and your sister will learn to mind me. I mentioned your language before and I do not want to have to mention it again.” He let her chin go and turned to make sure that Hope was listening. “I will not speak to either of you about coarse language again. If I hear either of your cursing, if either of you sass me, you will go over my knee for a quick correction. Do I make myself clear?”

“You do.” Lissie forked a piece of meat and brought it to her mouth without looking at him. Warm dampness blossomed between her thighs. Her body was betraying her, building a hunger that was totally wrong in the current situation. The self-loathing that followed it did nothing to extinguish the desire coursing faster and faster through her veins.

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Don’t miss these other great books & stories from Blushing Books and me:

Romancing the Coast series:

Seeing Ronnie, (book 1)

Holding Cynthia (book 2)

Simon in Charge series –

Simon in Charge – 3 book box set

Or buy the books individually (available for free on Kindle Unlimited)

Simon Says

Winning Sadie (book 2) – also available on Audible

Sadie Says I Do (book 3)

A Christmas short story:

A Prairie Promise (in the A Spanking Good New Year anthology from Blushing Books)

#SatSpanks - No joke

Thank you for joining me on a pre-Halloween trip into the world of fantasy. A Time For Will is a time travel romance. Will Dawson has traveled to modern times from his home in 1885. On the now deserted ranch, he’s met Lissie Pettigrew who thinks he’s an actor who has been sent by her sister as a prank. After he spanks her soundly, she thinks the joke has gone too far. First she asks her twin, Verity to help her. When that doesn’t work, she calls on her younger sister Hope.

“For fuck’s sake, Verity,” Lissie shouted into the woods. “We’ve all had a laugh now. Call off your goon. Enough is enough.”

Before she could catch her breath, Will forced her over to her truck, pinned her against the side of it, and spanked her a dozen times. His work-toughened hand fell with the force of wood on her backside—repeatedly. The thin denim of her summer jeans offered little protection.

“Ouch! Stop! Just stop it!’ she shrieked.

Hope stood, half laughing, half gasping with horror.

“Hope, help me! Make him stop!” Lissie’s voice rose an octave, stressed with desperation.

“That’s enough!” Hope dragged on Will’s spanking arm, in a futile attempt to stop him.

He shook her off as if she were little more than a newborn kitten. “You hang on to me like that and you’ll be next, only I’ll open your drawers and turn your bottom into a Christmas crimson before I stop,” he growled.

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Don’t miss these other great books & stories from Blushing Books and me:

Romancing the Coast series:

Seeing Ronnie, (book 1)

Holding Cynthia (book 2)

Simon in Charge series –

Simon in Charge – 3 book box set

Or buy the books individually (available for free on Kindle Unlimited)

Simon Says

Winning Sadie (book 2) – also available on Audible

Sadie Says I Do (book 3)

Short story / novella (16,000 words):

A Prairie Promise (in the A Spanking Good New Year anthology from Blushing Books)