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“Take me, Jesse.” She shifted closer, her delicate fingers moving along his member. “I need you. I want to feel you inside me.”

He shook his head, his expression strained. “It’ll hurt. You’re sore, from earlier.”

“I know. I don’t care.” She waited, and when he didn’t move, she moved back, and started unbuttoning her dress. She pulled the heavy fabric over her head and let it fall, kicking it out of the way before continuing to strip. Her flimsy white underclothes piled on the floor until she stood naked as he was, barefoot, her bosom heaving and the apex of her legs swollen with desire. Appearances be damned.

Through it all Jesse hadn’t moved, but his whole body was rigid, barely under control. His desire fueling her confidence, she stalked around the bed as he would, and lay back on it, teasing out her hair so it flowed around her face in a golden halo. Her legs opened for him, inviting.

“I don’t care,” she repeated.

“I care.” He loomed over the bed and gripped her hips. She yelped as he pulled her bottom to the edge of the bed, but she kept her legs open, displaying her wet and aching center. He slapped his cock against her clit and her whole body clenched at the sensation. He leaned over her, watching her reactions carefully.

“I’m not nice, or gentle.”

“I know,” she whispered. “Please, Jesse. Hurt me. I need you.”

He paused a long moment, while she practically sobbed with need. Did he want her to beg? In one violent move, he yanked her up, and dragged her by her hair to the wall. Susannah found her cheek to the wallpaper, as Jesse nudged open her legs and smacked her bottom, hard. She cried out, surprised and so aroused.

“Is this what you need? Little city girl comes to the wild for a good hard lay.” His cock pressed into her back as hands roamed over her body, dominating, claiming. “Yes,” Susannah almost cried with need. Her knees went weak and without the wall and Jesse’s grip, she would’ve fallen to his feet.

“I’m a cowboy, ma’am. I know how to catch fillies.” He slapped her right butt cheek again. “And break them.”

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Rawr!

Happy Monday 😀 That was an excerpt from Rocky Mountain Rogue, my new release that’s getting some fabulous reviews. I got the idea for the book from a real mail order bride’s story–the poor lady went out to meet her gentleman correspondent, and her coach was robbed on the way. When she arrived to meet her groom, she realized he was one of the robbers!

I took the premise of this true story and ran with it, turning the main players into a sassy schoolmarm from Boston and a roguish bad boy who’s fighting for his family, and adding a vicious villain, a quirt (a type of whip), and naughty sexy time!

 

“One of the best plot-driven romances I have ever read!” — Blushing Butterfly Book Reviews

“How can you go wrong with a Lee Savino book?”

“Reformed rogues make the best husbands”

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