I'm joining Wip It Up Wednesday for the first time with a peak at my current work in progress, tentatively titled, SECRETS OF THE LAKE HOUSE. This book is an erotic spanking/menage suspense featuring a sister determined to find her missing sibling and the sheriff and Scotland Yard Brit just as determined she not hinder their investigation. I hope you enjoy this teaser where Nash has just caught Alena trying to break into the lake house her sister, Ashley was last seen at.
“Had a nice chat with the beauty shop owner, Cora I believe
her name is. You’ve been prying again.”
She refused to give him the satisfaction of trying to pull
her arm free and failing to break his hold, so she stood her ground and gave
him a cool look of unconcern, she hoped.
“I told both you and the sheriff I was going to find my sister, or a
lead to her whereabouts. I’m not leaving
until I get something I can give to the Portland PD.”
The smile that creased his lean, tanned face sent a shiver
of warning down her spine and a warm gush of heat between her legs. Oh good
Lord, she almost groaned aloud. This
couldn’t be happening again, not with the same reaction to a different man.
“You have two choices.
I can haul you into town and to the sheriff and let him know I caught
you attempting a break-in of one of Blue Springs finest residents in another
attempt to hinder his investigation, or you can suffer the consequences of your
actions the old-fashioned way again.”
Nash almost made the mistake of chuckling aloud when he dropped that
hint he knew of Randy’s discipline and her eyes widened in shock, and just a
touch of arousal.
Heat curled low in her abdomen from the look in his eyes,
his suggestion responsible for the warm pulse flooding her sheath with
moisture. Was she turning into a
spanking slut or was it just these two men whom her radar has zeroed in on and
refused to let go?
“Randy already tried that,” she responded in an attempt to
defuse his intentions and regain her sanity.
“An introductory lesson, from what he relayed to me. I won’t be as nice.” Turning, he sat on the small glider, keeping
hold of her arm as he looked up at her.
“What’ll it be? Bend over my lap
or a trip to see the sheriff?”
She really didn’t want another confrontation with Randy, he
just might toss her in jail for the night and she certainly couldn’t afford an
attempted break-in charge on her record.
That could cost her her job. With
a sigh of resignation, she ignored the leap of her pulse and the light in his
eyes as she replied with a terse, “Fine.
I’ll take the spanking.”
Before she lost her nerve, she followed his slight tug and
laid across his thick, hard thighs. But
when he yanked her shorts down, along with her panties, she twisted around to
glare up at him. “Hey! I didn’t agree….ow!” The smack of his hand
on her right buttock startled her, but not nearly as much as her response to
the sharp sting that left her skin throbbing with heat.
“Do I continue or do we go have a nice chat with Sheriff
Janzen?”
Oh, she really didn’t like his cool, amused tone or the
knowing look in his eyes, but, God help her, she did like the soft stroke of
his broad palm over the tender skin he just abused. Determined to win this battle, she huffed out
an annoyed breath then turned back around, making a desperate attempt to ignore
the way the warm breeze caressed her exposed buttocks, the outdoor exposure
adding to the arousal that slap had initiated.
“That’s a girl, luv.”
Nash smacked her other cheek, enjoying her reluctant capitulation.
Oh good
Lord, she groaned as that accent curled her
toes and the next swat landed with blistering heat on her other buttock. Biting her lip, she concentrated on stifling
her escalating arousal as he rained a litany of steady, hard smacks across her
butt. Each one burned hotter, stung
harder and worked to increase her arousal.
By the sixth stroke, her buttocks throbbed with heat and pain she felt
reciprocated in her sheath.
A moan slipped past her compressed lips as he moved down to
land a well-aimed smack on the sensitive skin of the under curve of each
buttock before continuing down to smack her thighs. “Shit!” Swiveling her head, she gave him another
icy glare. “That, that’s….uncalled
for!” His low chuckle grated on her as
much as his soothing caresses calmed her ire.
God was she confused!
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