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Humbled by Renee Rose

Sentenced to die at age eleven for stealing a pig, Jean-Claude receives an unexpected reprieve when a young aristocrat girl takes the blame instead. When the revolution sends the rabble to the girl's chateau years later, he knows he must return the favor and rescue her. As they flee through the woods he makes it clear he is not her servant. In fact, if she wishes his help, she must concede he is her master and understand her disobedience will be punished. Intending to take her only as far as the port city Le Havre and send her off to England, the beautiful aristo inspires a fierce protectiveness in him that makes it hard to say goodbye.

Corinne is alternately infuriated and attracted to the handsome peasant who has no qualms about turning her over his knee and spanking her bare bottom when she steps out of line. When he ends up joining her on a ship to New Orleans, their futures becoming inextricably intertwined. But can a peasant-born blacksmith and the daughter of a duc find enough common ground to make a permanent match?

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Genre: Historical Romance
Content/Theme(s): Spanking, Sexy Frenchman
Release Date: January 16, 2014
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications

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Excerpt:
She stood and walked toward where he sat on the bed. “You like my hair down, do you not?” she murmured in what she hoped was a seductive tone.

In a flash she was on his lap, his hot open mouth dragging across the pulse at her neck as he held her by her nape. His teeth found her earlobe, his hand kneaded her breast. “Do you tempt me, Corinne?” he asked.

“Yes,” she breathed.

“I can hardly be gentle. You have been a torture to me. How do you think I stood it, lying next to you, night after night, pretending to be your husband and never taking you?”

She panted, lifting her chest to press her aching breasts into his hands. “Then take me.”

He said nothing for a moment, his breath rasping hot in her ear. She trembled in his hold, every nerve alive and firing, hungry for his touch.

“You could find a gentleman for a husband in La Nouvelle-Orléans.”

She stiffened. “And you could become one.”

He took her earlobe into his mouth, sucking, sending a fresh flush of heat straight to her sex. “If I were a gentleman,” he said when he lifted his lips, “would you marry me?”

“Would I have to obey your every demand?” she asked, a smile curving on her lips. She had thought many times about their “pleasure in pain” discussion at the inn, trying to imagine the relationship he had described with his wife. She found herself more and more desperate to experience what they had, to be that intimate with Jean-Claude.

His hand dragged up her leg, tugging her skirt with it. “You would obey,” he said in a husky voice, “…or suffer the consequences.” His hand connected with her bare skin, stroking the outside of her upper thigh, his hardened cock pressed against her leg.

Delicious anticipation mounted as she parted her legs to give him access. “Worse consequences than I have already experienced?”

His fingers stroked up to her bare bottom, then back down her thigh, caressing her knee and following the inside of her leg until his thumb brushed her sex with a shocking sensation. “Not worse, but perhaps different.” The hand at her nape shifted to grasp the back of her hair, as he had done the night at the inn. He tugged her head back. “I would take you any way I liked, any time I liked.”

The muscles of her sex lifted, squeezing hard at his words.

“I might find pleasure in giving you pain. Can you imagine such a thing, Corinne?”

“No,” she gasped.

“No?” His hand connected with her sex, again sending a jolt through her entire body. “If I were a gentleman, I might make you call me monsieur.”

Her giggle strangled into a gasp as his finger parted her lips and rubbed over her wet sex. “Oh!”

“Oh, what?”

“Oh…?” She writhed under his touch, her trembling thighs clamping around his wrist.

He lifted her to stand, keeping her skirt lifted at her waist. When his gaze travelled to her sex, she squeezed her legs together and brought her hands in front to shield it from his gaze.

“If I were your husband, you would not be allowed to ever cover what I wanted to see,” he said, his voice deepened. “I will show you what would happen. Lift your hands.”

“No,” she protested, trying to take a step backward.

He upended her over his knee, his hand connecting with her bared bottom before she had even touched the floor with her outstretched palms. “Ouch!” she squealed.

He stopped, rubbing the sting away. “Naughty little girl. If you were my wife, I would teach you an important lesson about who you belonged to.” He slapped her bottom again several times, the sound echoing in their small cabin.

“Jean-Claude, please! The other passengers will hear!”

“Yes,” he mused. “You are probably right. I could use a rope instead but I fear you would resent the results.”
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