Kate has always had a crush on Dominic, the handsome owner of the club where her band plays. When she finds out one night that he is a vampire, her interest only grows, and when on that same night he sniffs out her need for spanking and brings her deepest fantasies to reality, she falls head over heels. The trouble is, Dom is allergic to relationships, or so it seems.
Dom loves knowing how to turn Kate on and taking her in hand comes naturally to him. But he believes he likes Kate much more than is good for either of them. In his mind, he can never be the man she needs, and the best thing he can do for her is to stay far away. But when a powerful vampire targets Dom, Kate gets tangled in the dangerous web and Dom finds himself prepared to sacrifice his own life to save hers. Can he get her back alive? If so, will they find a way to be together?
Author: Renee Rose
Word Count: 61,700
eBook Price: $5.95
“I want to take off your panties myself,” he told Kate, who was nervously undressing.
“Oh! Okay,” she said, stripping off everything else.
Meow. Yep, still hot. He crooked his finger at her and she awkwardly came toward him.
She dove over his lap and he laughed. He took his time, stroking the curves of her tight little butt, then he warmed it up over her panties, spanking lightly all over first, then mostly concentrating his smacks at the beautiful juncture where the butt meets the upper thigh, alternating butt cheeks. She made little “oohs” and gasps and, as he started to increase the intensity of the smacks, she started to struggle and tighten her buns. He gave her another dozen hard spanks and then stopped and rubbed. She moaned softly.
He pulled her panties half way down her thighs and slipped his fingers between her legs. Not that he needed any confirmation—the heady smell of her arousal combined with the pleasure of having her so beautifully presented over his lap had already brought him close to orgasm. Her pussy was slick and swollen. She pushed her hips back at him eagerly. He laughed and pulled his hand out, giving her several spanks that were a little bit harder than the first set. She grunted and jerked, trying to escape his punishing slaps. Her bottom was turning a lovely shade of blush. He rubbed her again, and dipped his fingers between her legs again. “Who’s in charge here, Kate?”
“You are?” she asked timidly.
“That’s right,” he said, gliding his fingers up and down the glossy entrance of her sex. She moaned. “That means you’ll get pleasured when I’m ready to pleasure you. And you’ll be patient until I do.”
She made a tiny whimpering sound.
“You’re lucky you have to work soon, or I might take all night to spank you.”
At that, she orgasmed, her butt cheeks tightening and a shudder running through her shapely thighs.