Had the pleasure of reading this book and I can tell you, if you love a good spanking romance this is a must have. Dishonesty will get you nothing but a sore rear end and misery! Well written, appealing characters and sexy scenes!
Destiny Bridges moves back to her old family home with her nine-year-old daughter Sophia. Sophia doesn’t fit in at school and Destiny pulls her out, deciding to homeschool the wayward child. Her world spins on it’s axis though when she opens the door to find the new principal and Sophia’s secret daddy standing there. He tells her in no uncertain terms that she needs to properly sort out the homeschooling or get her daughter back to school.
Justin Alexander moves back to the same home town with his daughter Lily-Grace. He has raised his sweet daughter by himself since his wife’s death more than five years earlier. He comes back home to be closer to his mother and to take up the new position of principal at Benton East Elementary. When Justin does some digging to find out why Sophia has had so much trouble fitting in at school, he uncovers what seems to be a huge lie. When he finds out that Destiny has kept his daughter from him for years, he is furious and he wastes no time in exacting that revenge on Destiny’s behind.
Can two estranged lovers reconnect and blend their families into one? Probably not without some order that Justin is determined to bring to their lives.
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Destiny opened the door, full of questions. “Does anyone know yet? Is Soph okay? What did Lily-Grace say about all this, this morning?”
“Okay, okay, one question at a time. Firstly, Soph is fine, Lily-Grace loves you both and as far as I know, no-one knows anything.”
“Did you tell Lily-Grace not to say anything?” Destiny asked.
“No, of course not, you? Did you ask Soph not to say anything?”
“No, she actually came and slept with me last night. She apologized. I didn’t want to upset the apple cart and I didn’t want to make her think that any of this was something to be ashamed of. I kind of hoped she might keep it to herself for a bit.”
“No more questions.” He scooped her up and tossed her over his shoulder, heading for the stairs.
“What are you doing?” She giggled, slapping him on the back as he ran up the stairs.
“Time management is part of my job.” He spanked her rear end playfully.
“Well, I did my part,” she said with a giggle. “I’m only wearing my robe.” When he plonked her on the bed, she undid her belt and let it her robe fall to the sides. “See?”
“I do see. I see you’ve been busy this morning,” he said with a grin.
“You like?” she said touching her newly shaved mound. “It’s so soft.”
“Oh yes, it’s very pretty.” He dropped to his knees and pulled her towards him. “I don’t have much time here but I just have to at least taste you.”
Destiny gasped as his devoured her, his fingers parting her and his tongue dancing around her swollen nub. His mouth gripped her mons and he sucked it so hard that she thought she was going to explode, “Justin!” she squealed.
He chuckled into her thigh. “Oh, I wish we had more time.”
“Oh, I wish we had more time too, for you to keep doing that, all day.” She wriggled back on the bed and he climbed on top of her, sucking each nipple as he slid inside her, the relief made her whimper as his own pelvis ground against the place his mouth had just been. “Oh, God,” she could have cried, it felt so good.
“That’s okay, you can call me Justin,” he chuckled.
Destiny wrapped her legs around him, kicking his ass; urging him to go faster, deeper. She hadn’t realized how much she missed this until she felt him inside her. Their eyes locked and there were no more jokes. He kissed her, long and sweet; their tongues dancing in their exploration. “So good,” she said.
“Good is not a descriptive enough word.”
“Man, you are so a teacher now aren’t you?”
“I don’t have time for your cheek.” He tapped her thigh. “Open wider.”
She did as he asked and he surged into her, immediately starting the tingles at the tips of her toes, his thrusts were desperate and she clung on for dear life, as swirls of her own pleasure burst through her. A rumble from deep in her chest surged up and escaped as a strangled squeal; a high pitched harmony to Justin’s low growl.
“Sorry,” he said, as he collapsed on top of her. “More finesse next time, I promise.”
Constance Masters is a wife, mother, grandmother, friend and author. She writes romantic spanking fiction with the main emphasis on romance. Constance has always been a sucker for reading romance and that reflects in her writing but she also likes to laugh. Her stories are full of love, laughter and family comedy. It’s a lot like her life.