Whether she lies quiet and dormant, calculating and elusive, or bold and brazen, she's in there somewhere... Almost every female possesses one.
So...who's your inner bad girl?
What does Sinful mean to her?
What does Sinful mean to her?
Being naughty, shameful, or deliciously wicked?
What kind of Siren does she consider herself?
The goddess, the charmer, or the dangerous femme fatale?
Is it okay for her to lie herself over a man's knee and ask to be spanked?
In Fatal Promise, it's the very question Rainey Ann McKenna finds herself asking her inner bad girl...
“Why spank me?”
“First. It’s a fitting punishment. Second, while you’re naked, tempting me with all your sweetness, you need to accept that I am the boss. Third,” he shrugged, “you’ll like it.”
“Sure.” She snorted in the most unladylike manner to all three explanations.
“Have you ever been put over a man’s knee and spanked? I mean…for pleasure?”
“No!” Shit! Why the hell, when he talks like that, do I get so damn wet!
The sneaky smile finally made it to his eyes. “Then you don’t know if you’d like it, do you?”
She chewed her lower lip. Contemplating? “What if I don’t take my punishment?”
“Simple. Then I won’t touch you again.”
“Right. You’ve broken the rules twice. I don’t believe in three strikes. You know that, Rainey Ann.”
“Will it hurt?” The question fell from her mouth before she had a chance to stop it.
“Yes, but only in a good way.”
Gnawing her bottom lip, she wondered if she was actually considering it. Could it, or, moreover, would it, feel good to have his big, strong hand smacking me on the ass? Wetness spilled to her nether regions again at the thought. Hold up! He is planning to use his hand, right? Her eyes scampered around the room, stopping at the door. A belt hung from a hook.Perhaps I should ask him to clarify. She shot him a wary look.
He was intently watching her. “No.” He shook his head. “Not your first time.”
My first time? How about never? She gulped with the mental declaration.
“The pain I’ll give you will be a good one, a pleasurable one. It will not hurt,” he stressed.
“And that’s a promise?”
He offered a slow, reassuring nod. “You know the rules. You can stop me at any time. You control me, Rainey Ann. You determine how far I go.”
Another snort tickled her nose. I control him? Now that’s an absurd but tantalizing notion.
“You control what I can and can’t do to your body,” he clarified. He made it sound as though she wielded all of the power.
“But how can a punishment give me pleasure?”
“When you come over here and lie across my lap with your bare ass in the air and ask me to spank you—”
“Ask? You want me to ask you to…uh…to…” she stammered.
“Yes.” He leaned toward her. “You’ll ask me,” he said, emphasizing the condition. “You may control me, but at the same time, you will give me what I want most.”
“And that is?”
“Why, your sweet surrender, Rainey Ann. I want to take you beyond a place you fear.” He sank back into the footboard. “Now, enough talk. Make a decision. Either you walk out the door, fully
aware of the penalty if you decide not to take the punishment, or you come over here and resume the position to accept it.... Click here to continue reading this excerpt
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