Welcome to Saturday Spankings, this week I have a freebie for you - ROUGH 'N' TOUGH. The hero is a hot, kinky Irish traveler - enjoy!
ABOUT
Wild Irish charm has never been so sexy...or forbidden.
It’s safe to say Carmel was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. A life of privilege and luxury is all she’s known. But that doesn’t mean she’s been lucky in love and with a nasty ex on the loose her trip home to study for exams isn’t going well.
Until that is the sexy Irish gardener her father has employed steps into the foray. Then things get really interesting, really fast. Before she knows it she’s stealing out into the darkness for an adventure her imagination could never have dreamt up. One thing is for sure, Harper is as good as he is bad, and as kinky as he is sexy. Carmel will never be the same again.
Please note, this book contains a dabble into mild breath play and an Irish traveller who will charm your pants off!
He shrugged the shirt from his shoulders and let it slide down his arms. With a flick it landed on the floor behind him. He inhaled deeply, the crow and skull on his chest expanding, and placed his hands on his hips.
“You’re gonna have to get naked, lovely.
“Maybe I’m used to being undressed.”
“Ahh, like that, is it?”
She bit on her bottom lip and didn’t speak.
“Well don’t mind me if I do that for ya, Your Ladyship.” He slipped his fingers beneath her sweater and peeled it up and over her head.
A tremor attacked her spine as the cool air washed over her shoulders and chest. But she soon forgot it as Harper leaned in and gave her a soft kiss.
“Relax, it’s all grand,” he murmured against her lips.
“I know.”
“I want you and you want me, right?”
“Yes.” She was sure he’d hear the desperation in her voice. “I do.”
He caught her mouth again, with more intensity this time, his tongue sweeping in.
She absorbed the taste of him. Let herself get lost in the heat of his body pressing into hers. He was exotic, erotic, a total turn on, he was like nothing she’d ever experienced before.
He was busy with his hands, releasing the button on her tiny denim shorts. Next thing she knew they and her knickers were around her ankles.
She kicked them away, not pausing in kissing him with the same enthusiasm as he was kissing her, and clutching at his hard shoulders.
He set to work on her top, dragging it over her head, their lips separating for a moment. He then unclipped her bra.
The last item of clothing, as it slackened, made her feel truly naked and totally and utterly his. The caravan, Harper, was all that existed, the rest of the world faded away. So what if them being together would be frowned upon. More than frowned upon, it would create a scandal nothing short of a nuclear explosion detonating in the village. She didn’t care. How could something so right be so wrong? The heat, the passion, the magnetic draw between them was too strong to ignore.
He pulled back and removed her bra, adding it to the pile of her clothes. Taking her hands and holding them wide he surveyed her, head to toe and back again.
“You’re a fine filly.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You should.” He grinned.
She reached for him, setting her palm over the skull and crow inked onto his broad chest. He was hot, his heart thudding, and the feel of his skin against hers made her all the more anxious for them to get to the main event.
God she wanted this man.
Harper moved in close, backing her against the wall beside the window, and buried his face against her neck.
She tipped her head and he cupped both the back of her skull and her right breast as he kissed his way from her ear to her collarbone.
“You taste like money,” he whispered, then traced his tongue between her breasts. “Expensive soft skin, perfume that costs the same as a decent stallion.” He glanced up at her and gave a cheeky smile. “What do I taste like to you?”
She hesitated for a moment. “Like a wild gypsy pirate.”
He chuckled. “Well you’re gonna have to trust this wild gypsy pirate if you wanna to come harder than you ever have before.”
“You make lavish promises.”
“I can keep them.”
Lavish promises, eh? I'll bet he can deliver. Sexy snippet, Lily.
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