Now that Anna’s home, he intends for her to stay. As his.
Anna Fletcher grew up at Bracken Ridge, the equestrian centre owned by her parents, and she knew one day it would become hers. Now she’s returned home from university and is ready to begin doing what she loves most — managing the care and training of the horses.
Jeremy McCrae has been a part of Bracken Ridge forever, too. And while she was away, he’d been promoted to stable manager. He’s as sinfully sexy as she remembers, but she’s shocked to realise he’s now her boss.
Jeremy’s happy Anna has come home. She’s every bit as beautiful as he remembered and he realises just how much he’s missed her. But Anna hates him being in charge and challenges him at every turn.
But Jeremy’s used to managing frisky horses, and he has the exact skills needed to keep Anna in line as well. A riding crop works wonders on getting a horse’s attention and he knows it will work with Anna too.
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“Do you still want to work for me?”
Anna nodded. She did. Well actually, she didn’t. She didn’t much enjoy working for Jeremy at all. She wanted to be in charge. And she liked him much better when he wasn’t in charge. But right now, her options were to work for him, or not at all. So she chose the former.
“Good. You’d better get it into your mind to follow my orders then, and stop undermining me in front of the staff. It’s hard enough to keep kids of that age in line, without you giving them a bad example. Your father reckons I’m not allowed to fire you. However, I have his full support in doing whatever I want to gain your compliance, and he will not question my methods.”
“And what methods will they be?” Anna asked sweetly, looking up at him flirtatiously. As her father had told her the exact same thing last night she wasn’t surprised, although she was curious as to how Jeremy thought he would force her to obey him.
“Spanking,” Jeremy replied, a twinkle in his eye.
“Spanking? Are you serious?” It was all Anna could do not to laugh.
“Ah-ha. Spanking. I take it you’re familiar with the concept?” This time the smallest of smiles escaped Jeremy’s lips even though it was clear he fought to stop it — he’d grown up with Anna. He knew for a fact she was familiar with the concept of spankings.
At Jeremy’s half-grin, Anna couldn’t hold back her laughter. The thought of Jeremy spanking her struck her as absurdly funny, but also incredibly sexy. Imagining his strong arm restraining her as his large palm connected with her ass made her heart skip a beat and her lady parts throb. Her nipples suddenly felt too sensitive against the lace of her bra. The air was too thick to breathe.
Jeremy, spanking her? She let her eyes drift up the outline of his hard body, her gaze lingering on his biceps. They were huge. Even with the top part of them hidden by the sleeve of his t-shirt, it was clear his muscles were well-defined.
Just thinking about it got her all hot and bothered. Was his threat really meant to be a deterrent? The way her body was reacting now, it was having the exact opposite effect.
Still laughing, Anna stood up. So did Jeremy.
“Crikey, that will just about be worth being naughty for!” She skipped out of his office lightly, and as she did, Jeremy stepped around his desk, reached out and slapped her butt, a bit too hard to be merely playful.
“Ow you bastard! That hurt!” And excited her. She tried to force her arousal away. This was wrong. So wrong.
Jeremy grabbed her arm and pulled her in close to him so he could growl in her ear. “That was just light. The next one will really hurt. And if you swear again, you will find out just how much it will hurt.” With a wicked grin and another hearty slap, he let her go.
She walked away quickly, rubbing the sting out of her bottom as she went. She wasn’t laughing anymore, Jeremy had made sure of that. Instead, electricity ripped through her body. Hot blood filled her veins, her nerve endings were on fire. Her breath was coming in short, ragged gasps and every fibre of her being wanted more. So much more. Of him.