James was the manager for the 850 acre farm she and her brother Simon had inherited. She liked James. He'd always treated her nicely, like an honorary little sister, and she'd had a crush on him forever. Not that she could ever tell him. She wasn't going to set herself up for rejection ever again.
But when it seems that someone is out to harm her, can she count on James to come to her rescue?
Set in rural New Zealand, this epic romance will thrill you and keep you captivated, enchant you with charming detail and inspire you, as learning to overcome adversity ultimately is Rachel's Journey.
James caught up with her in a few strides and picked her up around the waist, throwing her over his shoulder like a sack of spuds where he landed a solid swat to the seat of her jeans.
“Owie!” she yelled, pummelling his back with both her fists. “Put me down!”
“Be quiet,” James hissed, “unless you want everyone to see you getting spanked like this. Is that what you want?” He slapped her backside again, even harder than before, putting his whole body into the swing, as he continued walking to the ute.
“Ow! You put me down!” Rachel snarled, but her voice was lower than before – she was mindful of the position she was in and she didn’t want to attract attention. Being surrounded by people wasn’t deterring James any, that much was obvious. He smacked her butt twice more before they got to the where the ute was parked, and when they were out of sight behind a neighbouring horse float he started spanking her in earnest, holding her firmly in position over his shoulder and landing half a dozen blazing hard blows to the seat of her jeans. She pummelled his back with her fists again, but all that she succeeded in doing was making it worse for herself – James increased the strength behind the swats, landing another six viciously-hard blows. Then, with a super-hard wallop that made her shriek in pain, he set her on her feet, holding her firmly by the shoulders so she couldn’t get away.
“What’s gotten into you?” he growled at her. “There was no call to act that way!”
“So you don’t really love me then?” it was a rhetorical question; more of a statement really – at any rate, she didn’t expect an answer.
“You like being spanked, don’t you?” James asked her incredulously.
“No I most certainly do not!”
James chuckled. “Yes I think you do. You’re wanting to prove whether or not I care about you, and you know that a spanking means I care. Admit it – you know I’m right.”
“So what if you are? What’s wrong with wanting to know that you care?”
James held her face in both his hands, brushed the tears from her cheeks with his thumbs, and kissed her full on the lips. “I care.”
Author Bio: Kelly Dawson loves anything to do with horses, rodeos and cowboys, and loves to get lost in a good book - preferably a rural romance where a strong woman falls in love with a ruggedly-handsome, tough but gentle cowboy, and these are the types of characters who feature in the stories she writes. Only in Kelly’s books, the cowboys are even better because they spank!
She lives literally at the bottom of the world in the South Island of New Zealand, with her husband, four kids, a dog and a cat.
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