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Mustang: A Rough Romance by Piper Stone

I tried to tell him how to run his ranch. Then he took off his belt.

When I heard a rumor about his ranch, I confronted Mustang about it. I thought I could go toe to toe with the big, tough former Marine, but I ended up blushing, sore, and very thoroughly used.

I told her it was going to hurt. I meant it.

Danni Brexton is a hot little number with a sharp tongue and a chip on her shoulder. She’s the kind of trouble that needs to be ridden hard and put away wet, but only after a taste of my belt.

It will take more than just a firm hand and a burning bottom to tame this sassy spitfire, but I plan to keep her safe, sound, and screaming my name in bed whether she likes it or not. By the time I’m through with her, there won’t be a shadow of a doubt in her mind that she belongs to me.

Publisher’s Note: Mustang is a stand-alone novel which is the third entry in the Montana Bad Boys series. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Piper Stone

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“You’re wet,” Mustang said oh-so quietly, as if saying the words shoved the incident into something else entirely.

“I…” The damn words were stuck in my throat.

The growl he emitted sent another wave of shivers down to my toes. I could almost envision what he wanted to do to me. “Ten more,” he stated with the kind of commanding voice that refused to be denied.

“Asshole,” I whispered, although every expletive crossed my mind.

“Yep. You’ve pegged me.”

Crack!

The sharp slap was even more brutal than before, the strap catching me across my sit spot. “Fuck! Damn, that hurts.”

“Looks like a little lady needs her mouth washed out with soap.” He brought the belt down four times in rapid succession, the pain almost blinding.

I gritted my teeth, doing everything I could to keep from cursing a blue streak. The entire situation was unreal, my eyes stinging from my attempt to keep from crying. I would not allow the man to see me cry. He wouldn’t break me even in a tiny way. But as he brought down the last five strikes, there was no holding back my wails.

“Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh!”

My mind in a daze, my body tingling all over, I was barely aware when he drew me to my feet, struggling to open my eyes. His were like mesmerizing lagoons of gorgeous water, peaceful and inviting.

Then he opened his mouth.

“You did very well. All your sins are forgotten, but I damn well better not catch you breaking the law again or you won’t be able to sit down for a week.”

That was the last straw. Managing to give him a butter-wouldn’t-melt-in-your-mouth smile, my reflexes took over once again. The hard cracking sound as my hand smacked against his chiseled face echoed more than my screams had. Immediately shocked at my actions, I gasped.

The force was just enough his head was tossed to the side. He opened his mouth, twisting his jaw before rubbing it with his fingers. When he pushed me hard against the wall, knocking the wind out of me, not a sound erupted from my throat. But when he lifted my arms, his fingers digging into my wrists, a single whimper escaped past my lips.

“That wasn’t nice,” he muttered, struggling to take several shallow breaths.

“I never said I was a nice girl.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Mustang crushed his mouth over mine, immediately thrusting his tongue inside.

I was taken aback, my body arching to get closer to him. Then I started to struggle, trying desperately to free my arms. That simply wasn’t going to happen. He held me fast as the kiss turned into a passionate roar, his tongue dominating mine as he explored the dark recesses of my mouth.

It seemed all time stood still as the kiss continued, my heart racing and every cell in my body on fire. Within seconds, I felt myself melting in his arms, the taste of him far too sweet. When he finally broke the kiss, his growl like a wild beast hungering for his prey, I closed my eyes. He took his time brushing his lips across my jaw then down to my neck, licking and nipping my skin.

“Goddamn, you taste heavenly,” he murmured then licked down the length of my neck, dragging his tongue into the cleft of my breasts.

Stars floated in front of my eyes as he ground his hips against mine, the feel of his throbbing cock only adding fuel to the bursting embers. My mouth watered to taste him, to have every inch of his thick cock inside my mouth.

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