Author of romance with loving DD, D/s and Spanky Fun!
Monday, 25 July 2016
Reckless, Sassy and His
Five short stories about ladies that try, tempt, and push the men that love them
A feminist forced to live with a cantankerous rancher, a woman trapped
in a storm with only her regrets, a stubborn spirit needing three
lifetimes to learn, and a few more.
Journey with these feisty ladies as they discover themselves and love,
despite their best efforts to unknowingly sabotage themselves.
The dark red, v-neck sweater he wore made his skin tone richer and his
eyes brighter. But it was his expression that made her feel woozy with
want. Perhaps she liked his dominance games. Games? When she was across
his hard thighs there was nothing gamely about it. He wanted her to feel
his displeasure and learn from it.
"Obtuse doesn't suit you." He
leaned back in his chair, pushing his sleeves up and crossing his toned
arms. Their definition made her stomach
flip. She had always known of his attractiveness, but she had always
observed it emotionlessly, hadn't she? It was actually affecting her
physically and emotionally now. She licked her bottom lip and listened
to her brain screaming—lecturing her. Logically she knew there was an
impossibility of happiness with him, he was too domineering, too bossy,
but her body disagreed. It told her she would be more than happy waking
up in his protective strong arms. Thoughts of his dominant display began
to make her pulsate in dangerous places. Was it possible she was
aroused by his spanking? He had made her feel like she was his, and she
was beginning to like that idea.