Welcome to the Saturday Spankings Blog Hop where authors share snippets of their work. This week I'm offering a glimpse into my newest book, Widow On The Loose. Thanks for checking it out and make sure you hit the linky list at the bottom of this post for other great samples from hard working authors.
Twenty years ago Claire Wellington was in love with two men. She chose the wealthier, mild mannered George and lived a privileged and comfortable existence. The three stayed friends, even though Travis Forrester didn't always approve of the way Claire behaved. When his best friend George died he asked Travis to take care of Claire and for two years Travis tried, keeping things on an impersonal level and managing her inheritance.
Even though Travis has loved Claire for the past twenty years, he no longer likes the women she has become. He knew if wouldn't be long before she crashed and burned. When she does, he has to decide if saving Claire is worth losing his heart a second time. Will she accept that she not only needs him to take control but that she craves what he is offering, even if that means she’ll be sitting uncomfortably when her behavior is out of control? Can he help her find the sweet, loving woman she’d been when they met decades earlier? Is she worth the risk?
DISCLAIMER: This book contains the spanking of adult women, elements of light age-play, explicit sexual scenes involving anal play. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase this book.
“You might as well come out, Claire,” he called out. His frustration level was rising rapidly. “Sooner or later you’re going to have to use the bathroom.”
“I’ll pee in your fichus,” she snorted, popping up like a whack-a-mole and disappearing just as quickly.
“You do and I’ll put you in diapers like the naughty girl you are for the entire weekend,” he promised darkly.
“God, you’re such a freak,” she laughed. “I’ll bet George never knew.” Rapidly she relocated like a small mouse running along hidden trails.
“George knew I thought he should spank you hard and often for your spoiled, entitled attitude,” Travis informed her.
Claire waited. She could hear him moving around the room, rearranging boxes and crates. Patiently she huddled in a small cubbyhole until she heard him back by the kitchen door.
“Have you always had this fetish for spanking or is it because you secretly want to fuck me and that’s the closest you’re likely to get?” she asked crassly, standing and staring at him across the room.