by Amelia Smarts
Lily has dreamed of performing on stage since she was a small child, and at the age of eighteen she approaches Jesse, the owner of the local saloon, to ask for a job singing and dancing for his customers. Lily has been secretly in love with Jesse ever since the day he took it upon himself to comfort her when she was in tears one day in town, and that only makes it more painful when he refuses to hire her, telling her that a saloon is no place for a sweet, innocent girl like her.
Determined to convince him to change his mind, Lily returns the next day. Within moments of stepping through the doors of Jesse’s establishment, however, she finds herself pulled over his knee for a good, hard spanking followed by an embarrassing scolding and a stern warning never to set foot in the saloon again.
Though Jesse tells her to forget about both him and the saloon and find herself a proper, respectable husband, he cannot keep Lily off his mind, even after she takes his advice to heart and begins courting the town’s self-righteous preacher. The situation comes to a head when Jesse catches the preacher in the midst of a vicious crime against one of the saloon girls.
Terrified for Lily’s safety, Jesse takes matters into his own hands and informs her of his feelings for her. He makes it clear that he considers it his duty to provide her with both the love and attention she craves as well as the firm discipline she has needed for so long. But with her former suitor bent on revenge and trying to run Jesse out of town, can he keep his little Lily safe and keep the saloon in business at the same time?
Publisher’s Note: His Little Red Lily is a stand-alone book set in the same world as Fetching Charlotte Rose. It is an erotic romance novel that includes spankings, sexual scenes, and elements of age play.
Genre: Historical Western RomancePurchase link(s): Amazon ARe Kobo B&N
Content/Theme(s): Cowboys, Spanking, Age play, Suspense, Adventure
Release Date: March 25, 2016
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
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She let out a soft moan when he kissed her again. He wrapped his arms around her, and she felt like a rag doll in his strong embrace. Never had she felt anything like what she was experiencing. Every part of her body and emotions responded to his words and touch.
He walked with her in front of him slowly, forcing her to walk backwards. Arriving at his destination, he turned her around by her shoulders and bent her over his desk with a slow but forceful press of his hand on her upper back. Lily rested her head and palms on the cold, smooth wood of the desk as Jesse inched her skirts up her legs until they were over her hips and laid spread across her back. She felt the ribbon of her drawers loosen, and she took in a sharp breath, her heartbeat quickening. The material that covered her most intimate places slid to her ankles, and her face grew hot with embarrassment. She also felt curious. What would Jesse’s hand feel like on her bare bottom? She didn’t have to wonder long. The first smack was firm and left a sting that bloomed across her right cheek. She shivered in anticipation of the next swat. It landed, spreading the same sting on her other cheek. Again and again he spanked—not hard, but not gently either.
“Is this my punishment for being alone with Elijah?” she squeaked out.
Jesse stopped spanking and grabbed the fleshiest part of her right cheek. He squeezed firmly, possessively. “No, darlin’, this is punishment for coming into the saloon again when I told you to stay out.” He resumed the swats. “This is going to feel like a game of pat-a-cake compared to your punishment for putting yourself in danger.”
“Oh,” she mewled, thrusting her bottom up to meet his hand, which provided as much pleasure as pain in that moment.
“For now, though, I’ll just give you a little spanking and then take you to dinner. Are you hungry?” His hand smacked her thighs, more gently than it had her bottom.
She didn’t know exactly what she was at the moment. Hungry seemed as good a description as any. “Yes, sir. I’m hungry,” she said breathily.
He groaned. His hand dipped between her thighs and wandered up to the place that felt the most needy of his attention. She gasped as he teased his fingers along her slit. She heard a wet slapping sound as he lightly smacked her pussy.
He groaned again. “Oh, darlin’, you weren’t kidding about being hungry.”
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