Sage needs a husband and she needs
him fast…
Cliff remembered Sage as a pesky
teenager who had needed a good spanking. Now he saw her as a beautiful
twenty-four-year-old who still needed a
good spanking.
Cliff is determined to use any
means necessary to stop Sage from doing something rash…
Is Sage ready to commit an
old-fashioned man who spanks?
Can Cliff and Sage get their act
together in a few short weeks?
Will Sage finally be ready love,
honor and obey?
EXCERPT:
“I feel like a
heel,” Sage said grumpily. “I shouldn’t be the
one that feels like that.” She stole an angry glance at Cliff who hadn’t said a
lot since they’d left his grandmother’s house.
“Wait, I should
feel like a heel? Why?” Cliff blinked with shock.
“You know why.” He
could look as innocent as he liked but if it looks like a duck, quacks like a
duck and waddles like a duck, it is a duck.
“Um, no I don’t. Am
I sorry that my grandparents blew the whistle on us? It wasn’t ideal, but they
made up for it by giving us a nice party don’t you think? Their hearts were in
the right place.”
“If that’s the
story you’re sticking to.” Sage was being mean when he’d been nothing but nice
to her and the kids but he had also been deceitful and conniving. If he wasn’t
happy with things the way they had agreed to them, then why had he agreed? Why
make promises of wanting to win her over? She hadn’t asked for any of that.
“I’m not sure what
your problem is but I’m not arguing right now,” Cliff said with a sigh. “I don’t want to argue at all.”
“Sometimes, you don’t
get what you want. Sometimes, people make all your decisions for you; change
your plans, decide what’s best for you.”
“Exactly.”
“Don’t twist my
words.” Sage was getting angrier as time ticked by. There was silence for a few
minutes and that didn’t make her happy either. “We had a deal.”
“We still do.”
Cliff
was white knuckling the steering wheel and she could tell he was getting riled,
quiet anger wasn’t enough though. She was mad damn it and she wanted a
response. She wanted a fight. “Sure, that’s why
you told your grandparents about our getting married, suddenly like magic, the
kids find out about us and you’re sleeping in my bed. I bet you planned on her
inviting Aunt Jen but I bet you didn’t know that Aunt Jen would insist on
keeping the kids though did you? “
Cliff
pulled his grandfather’s truck to a stop outside Sage’s house. “You actually think that I orchestrated all of this to
get you in the sack? Really?”
“Yes, it all seems
a little convenient to me.”
Cliff
did not utter a word but if the flashing from his eyes and the steam coming
from his ears was any indication, there was plenty going on inside his head.
Sage
sat there stunned, she’d wanted an argument, not compete silence. She watched
Cliff open the door and slam it behind him. She had never seen him so angry. He’d
probably stalk off to the barn for a bit until he’d calmed down. Nope, he was
coming around to her side of the truck. Uh oh, perhaps she should have escaped
while she had the chance. She wanted a fight and it looked like she was about
to get her wish. Her fingers just about reached the door lock when he flung the
door open. Efforts to scramble to the other side of the car were stopped by
very strong male arms. Before she knew it, she was out of the car, scooped up
with ease like a small child. “Cliff, stop, what
are you doing?”
“Carrying my wife
over the threshold.” Her angry husband tipped her over his shoulder, her head
and arms dangled like a rag doll as he marched away from the car.
She had
no choice but to grasp his belt buckle to steady herself as he took two steps
at a time up to the porch. “Cliff!” she
squealed.
Cliff
slapped her bottom hard. This was escalating fast and she wasn’t going to be
able to stop it. It didn’t hurt to try though. “You can’t spank me because I’m upset! Please, Cliff!” The screen door
squealed and then banged shut behind them as he strode into the living room and
up the stairs to the bedroom. She tried to fight; to kick and wriggle, but she
was held firm. Sage punched the solid back which only earned her another hard
slap.
“I’m not spanking
you...” Cliff started to say, stepping into the bedroom they had slept in
together a short time ago.
“Well good, just
because you’re my husband, doesn’t mean you can manhandle me whenever you want
to,” Sage interrupted.
“I was going to
say, I’m not going to spank you for being upset. I am going to spank you,
because you deserve it,” Cliff said, returning the favour and cutting her off
before she was finished. He let her down and sat on the bed, still keeping her
firmly between his knees.
After
moving away for college, Sage Worthington settled down to a job in the city and
only came back to her parents’ ranch for weekends and holidays. After receiving
the call that changed her life forever, she rushed back to the place she always
thought of as home and to the two little siblings who she loved dearly. This
was where she was needed and this was where she wanted to be.
Clifton
Welsh had been Sage’s next door neighbor for as long as she could remember. He
was raised by his grandparents who turned their ranch over to him. They have
retired to a smaller house on the property built for them on their favourite
patch of the family land. Cliff remembered Sage as a pesky teenager who had
needed a good spanking. Now she was back and he saw her as a beautiful
twenty-four-year-old who still needed a good spanking.
Sage
needs a husband and she needs him fast, before she loses custody of her younger
brother and sister. Cliff is determined to use any means necessary to stop Sage
from doing something rash and dangerous. He is even willing to marry her
himself but is Sage ready to commit to an old-fashioned man who spanks?
Disclaimer: This
book contains the spanking of adult women and sexual content.
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Author Bio :
Constance Masters is a
wife, mother, grandmother, friend and author.
She writes romantic
spanking fiction with the main emphasis on romance.
Constance has always
been a sucker for reading romance and that reflects in her writing but she also
likes to laugh. Her stories are full of love, laughter and family comedy. It's
a lot like her life.
