Kassie Samuels had a wonderful childhood in the Ozarks until a fever swept through the valley and her life changed forever. Losing her parents wasn’t easy but marrying the wrong man was worse. In a logging accident, brought on by her husband’s lies, she found herself a widow. She gained some independence, though money was scarce, but at least no one was ordering her about. When she borrows Wade Westby’s stallion and wins the mountain race, her life is going to change again. Whether she likes it or not.

Wade grew up with Kassie. They were great friends for a long while, and he thought their future was set, until it wasn’t. When she became a widow and a menace to herself and the town, he got an offer he couldn’t refuse from her grandfather, no less. Now they’re married and life is interesting again. If he has to put her over his knee to keep her safe, so be it. He’s up to the challenge. Can they find their way to mutual love and happiness?

Publisher’s Note: This historical western romance is intended for adults only and includes elements of mystery, suspense, action, adventure, sensual scenes and power exchange. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

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Excerpt

“I’m not people,” Wade said sternly. “I am your husband, and I do have the right to tell you what to do, and there are times when you need to listen! You’re willful, stubborn, and hot-tempered, but not stupid by any means.”

Wade shifted, and before she knew what he was doing, she was lying across his lap, and he smacked her bottom hard.

The wet smack stung, and Kassie gasped, “Oh!”

“This is for not slowing down and giving me half a chance,” Wade said firmly. “I’ve warned you before, getting all mule-headed and stubborn won’t work with me. I won’t tolerate your shenanigans, and don’t think for a second that I didn’t hear you call me a son-of-a-bitch, when we were tussling outside! You’ve earned this!”

Another spank hit harder, and Kassie knew this was a punishment spanking, and it was going to hurt.

She and Wade were different. He had to take his time to mull through things. She jumped in feet first to get things done quickly. She’d flown into a temper fit, and she was going to pay for it.

Wade’s hand came down on her bottom with painful whacks repeatedly. His hands were so big, he managed to set both of her buttocks on fire with every spank. The heat was building, as was the burning pain, and he continued to apply severe spanks to her bottom.

Kassie didn’t struggle against him, but she began to cry. She knew she deserved what he was dishing out.

“I love you, Kassie, but there are times when you push me too far.”

Wade’s words made Kassie cry more. No one had told her they’d loved her for years, and she hadn’t yet told Wade she loved him!

Wade sternly scolded her while he was laying down firm discipline to her backside, but he felt she deserved it. He lifted her from the tub, wrapped her in a towel, and carried her to the bedroom. Standing Kassie in front of the mirror, he picked up her hairbrush. He pointed to her image in the mirror. “Do you see that girl? I love her! But, I’m not going to let her run roughshod over me.”

Wade smacked her bottom with the hairbrush’s flat side and had her dancing trying to get away from the brush. He gave her six or seven hard, stinging smacks, and he tossed the hairbrush back on the vanity. “I’ve got to attend to Pebbles properly for the night. I want you to think about what I’ve said!”