Can Macy find love dancing in the arms of a Dom?
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To this day, I’m still not sure which is more embarrassing.
Being left by your husband who says you are fat, overbearing, and frigid in bed.
Or having to change partners midway through a season of televised dancing—because your partner can’t lift you.
Both hurt. A lot. The first made me want to curl up into a little ball and hibernate. Since I had plenty of fat to store away for the winter, it didn’t sound like a bad idea.
The second left me so angry, I waltzed the man through his own set of moves—straight up to the full mirror. Then I lifted him. Luckily, he didn’t get hurt. And I didn’t get sued.
But that’s how I ended up over the knee of the hottest man I have ever met.
After he spanked me, he became my new partner.
NOTE: This novella originally appeared in the USA TODAY BESTSELLER Bound, Spanked and Loved: Fourteen Kinky Valentine's Day Stories.
This story has been reedited. 10k words of hot new scenes!
Excerpt: (You’re going to spank yourself)
He let me go, and grinned. “You are such a naughty little thing, playing with yourself without my permission. I was going to give you the spanking you wanted. But now, you get the spanking you deserve.” He swatted my ass once more and kissed me quick on the lips. “Grab that hairbrush and go to your bedroom.”
I hadn’t been spanked with a hairbrush yet. What would it feel like? I tapped it against my palm as I walked out the door and to my bedroom. Ow, that little thing packed quite a punch. “Are you really going to spank me with this thing?” I asked as soon as we both stood in front of my bed.
“Nope.” He grinned and the look he gave me made me shiver. “You’re going to spank yourself while I watch.”
Oh God. I sagged onto the bed, almost feeling dizzy as another wave of arousal heated my core.
“Bend over the bed,” he ordered low and quiet.
I obeyed. He could see every part of me. My blotchy, red bottom cheeks, my engorged clit, the wetness between my legs. It embarrassed me. And I loved it.
“Spank your naughty ass with the brush.”
I whimpered and gripped the thick handle between my fingers.
“Do it well, or I will punish you thoroughly,” he growled and sat down on the chair facing the bed.
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About Katherine Deane
USA Today bestselling author Katherine Deane is a multi-published, top 100 romantic and BDSM author and romantic at heart. While she enjoys her life as a stay at home mom, married to the man of her dreams, she also loves fantasizing. She reads and writes in many different genres, but her favorites are: erotic romance, paranormal, fantasy, and science fiction. She blogs about her life as an everyday woman (and closet Spanko), and about her career as a published author.
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