Cassie and Tom Duff live at The Landing, a beautiful neighborhood by the river in their little town in North Carolina. They’re surrounded by their beloved family and friends. Most of the couples here live a domestic discipline lifestyle, where the husbands are the head of household.

It can’t be said that these ladies always follow their husbands’ lead, though, and the men often have their hands full trying to keep up with their fun-loving and headstrong wives. This first book in a new series by PK Corey follows the funny, quirky and romantic escapades of Cassie and her friends Sue and Annie, as well as the younger generation who are all involved in solving a problem from Cassie’s past. Come and join the ride! You will feel like you’re a part of this group and want more from PK Corey!

Publisher’s Note: This sweet, contemporary romance contains a theme of power exchange.

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Finally as her tears stopped, she told Tom, “I was going to tell you about the fire walk. Not the moment you walked in the door, of course. But I loved what the man said last night, and I wanted to share it with you. It was more of a motivational speech than anything. It made me feel confident and brave and powerful… he made me feel like I could do anything.”

Tom shook his head. “Just what I wanted, someone to make you more confident and bold!”

“Tom, I don’t care if you spank me or not—but if you do, do it for the right reason.”

“And that would be…”

“Do it because you love me and love to spank me—not because I did something wrong, because I didn’t. I know you want me safe, but you can’t protect me from life. I’m going to live and enjoy it, not sit in a safe bubble until I die of boredom.”

Tom growled a bit as he pulled Cassie into an even tighter hug for a brief moment, then he sat up and put her across his lap. He began spanking her over her shorts. Cassie sensed he really agreed with her and was frustrated realizing much of what she had said was true. She didn’t mind the spanking. Spanking was therapy for them both and she was willing to take whatever he dished out. Soon enough, her shorts and panties came off as he continued using only his hand. The spanks weren’t his hardest, but they were covering only a tiny area, so the burn was building up. Cassie smiled to herself in spite of the pain as she realized Tom wasn’t spanking her thighs so that nothing would show when she put on her bathing suit.

As he continued, she couldn’t help squirming and yelping a little, finally saying, “Enough, Tom! You’ve reached the temperature of the coals last night.”

He gave a final hard swat. His hand has to be hurting by now, Cassie thought to herself as Tom helped her sit up. Her hand reached to ease the sting as her eyes stared straight into his. Quickly forgetting the sting, she began unbuttoning his shirt. Between the two of them, the room was soon cluttered with discarded clothing. They came together with passion. Passion heightened by separation, arguing and spanking. A passion familiar to them both. Cassie reveled in the lovemaking that was always rougher and more intense when Tom was just a little angry.

Although this wasn’t a common occurrence, Cassie loved the rougher sex. Though she rarely requested it, she reveled in it when it occurred. Tom was a gentle and skillful lover, nearly always catering to Cassie’s needs and desires, but there were times she wanted more… more… something, that she had trouble articulating.

But this time she knew what she wanted, and she murmured her request in Tom’s ear. His arms tightened around her for an instant and he slowly nodded. He left the bed, stepped over to where he’d undressed, and smoothly removed his belt from his pants.

Cassie loved the sound of the belt sliding loose. She didn’t know why this particular implement caused her to feel the way she did. The belt was sensual to her. Just the thought of it, the anticipation, caused feelings of submission and longing that were unlike anything else.

As Tom came back to the bed, she buried her face in the pillow as her fist held on to the pillowcase. With the first sharp crack of the belt, Cassie, as always, was amazed by the pain and pleasure of it. She wanted more, more than she knew Tom would give her. On the fifth stroke, she was completely carried away by the orgasm that rushed through her. She cried out and Tom dropped the belt and quickly curled around her.