Carly
puts her plan into motion. One night, after closing the lingerie shop where she
works, she slips into the sheerest scrap of nothing she can find, climbs on a
table in the middle of the sales floor, and strikes a pose. Now, she
waits for Trent, the head of mall security, to make his rounds and find her.
Simple enough, right?
Except
things go terribly wrong. Silent alarms are tripped, and Carly is left with one
furious Alpha on her hands. Will she end up in the arms of the man of her
dreams, or will her bottom, left bare by the skimpy black thong, end up paying
for her unintended crime? Or, if she's lucky, will she get both?
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light BDSM themes. If this doesn't do it for you, maybe you shouldn't buy this
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Excerpt:
“I’m going to spank you, Carly. Right here, right now.
Before I lay you out on this table and make you my girl for real.” He extended
his arm, palm up. “If you agree, take my hand, and we’ll get started.”
Her gaze dropped, and she stared at his palm, large
enough to cover most of one cheek with a single swat. It looked hard, and Trent
was strong. Undoubtedly, it would hurt. It was the point of a spanking, right?
A mix of confusing emotions whirled inside her:
exhilaration, panic, indignation—didn’t they recently establish she wasn’t a
child—and desire. It was this last one which prevailed over all the others
because the thought of his hands on her, touching her bare skin, soothing her
with kisses and caresses—she hoped, when he finished—was what she’d dreamed of
for so long.
Nervously, her tongue slipped out to wet her dry lips, at
the same time the heat of arousal tingled between her thighs. “I haven’t ever
been spanked before.”
“I won’t hurt you, Carly, not ever. You can trust me on
this. But for scaring me the way you did and the risk you took—I could have
been delayed. Then what? If the cops had shown up before me, they could have
charged you with trespassing. I can only imagine what something of this nature
would have done to your reputation.” He shook his head and blew out a breath
slowly. “For that alone, your sweet ass will sting like it deserves to.”
The blazing anger of earlier was gone. In its place, a steely
determination to see this through by making her behind pay the price.
Surprisingly, her decision wasn’t hard to make.
She raised her hand and placed it in his. “I trust you,
Trent.”
His warm fingers enveloped hers, her hand so much smaller
than his, a good representation of the size disparity between them. But she
wasn’t afraid, not of him or his strength, and when she gazed up at him through
her tears, and his image wavered, it was from regret over what she’d done. “I
really am sorry.”
His face softened, and she didn’t blink, not wanting to
miss how his eyes deepened to a darker even more beautiful green. He dropped
her hand and curled both of his around the sides of her neck. With his thumbs,
he tipped her chin up farther and angled her head just so for his kiss. Trent
took her lips, not soft or tentative, but hungry, consuming, claiming, and as
his tongue delved deep, Carly melted against him.
The crush she’d nurtured as he’d held her at arm’s
length, blossomed with his kiss, and a fullness invaded her chest. It could be
from her heart thumping wildly, and how she gasped for air around his demanding
mouth, but she sensed it was so much more.
When he raised his head, she was ready to be done with
the punishment and get on with the forgiveness, so they could move past her
incredible blunder of this evening and explore what else he’d promised.
Winded and slightly dizzy, her mind was busy working on a
solution to their next problem. “So where do you want me? There are only tables
out here. I could bend over one, but if you want me over your lap, the bench in
the back room might be better, or the computer chair.”
His slow, tender smile was as intimate as his kisses.
“You’re going to be good for me, aren’t you, Carly?”
“I want to be, Trent. So very much.”
About
Maddie
A USA
Today and #1 international bestselling author, Maddie is a lifelong reader
who became a romance junkie as a teen with her first romance novel, The Wolf
and the Dove by Kathleen Woodiwiss. From then on, she was hooked, and gobbled
up everything she could get her hands on, whether contemporary, historical,
paranormal or sci-fi. If there was romance to be found between a strong alpha
male, and a sassy, adventurous and ofttimes defiant yet loving woman, Maddie
was all over it. As an author, she stays true to those themes writing steamy
erotic romance, with a side of kink, and adding elements of intrigue, danger
and suspense to her plots.
Maddie
started writing as a hobby. Her stories stayed private while she raised a
family and worked full time as a registered nurse. It wasn't until 2012 that
she decided to take the plunge and submit her first book for publication:
Captain My Captain. She went on to publish eleven novels the first year.
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