Fresh out of college and looking to escape her small Georgia town and her painful past, Stacy Altman is in Detroit for an interview when a drop dead gorgeous doctor literally runs right into her. Two years later, when the same man—wealthy surgeon Jared Baker—plows through a door and collides with her again, this time injuring her knee in the process, it seems that fate has plans for the unlikely pair.
To atone for his carelessness, Dr. Baker decides to personally tend to his newfound “Georgia Peach”. As her doctor, Jared instructs Stacy to rest up until she can walk again… and as the firm, loving man she has long needed in her life, he informs her that she can expect to be taken over his knee for a spanking if she disregards her doctor’s orders.
Stacy soon lands a promotion and her life in Detroit becomes everything she hoped it would be, but even after Jared asks her to be his wife, it becomes more and more difficult for her to hide from the trauma she hoped she had left behind in Georgia. Can Jared’s love prove to be the sweet salvation she so desperately needs?
Author: Maddie Taylor
Length: 91,500 words
His broad hand swept down the back of one thigh, sliding back up and over her panties. His fingers traced the black edging, dipping between her thighs to tease the thin material there. They then followed the shadowed line of her cleft up to the bows at the top of her panties. His fingertips dipped beneath the bows and tugged the material gently down, lowering them until they came to rest at mid-thigh.
“You have the most beautiful ass, baby.” He squeezed her, molding and shaping her flesh with his warm hands. Stacy groaned at the erotic massage. One of his hands skimmed up her skin, stroking up and down until his palm came to rest at the small of her back. Stacy relaxed against him, enjoying his attention.
He moved beside her and she felt his lips against her bare shoulder as his hand came down in a firm slap on her bottom. She gasped. It hadn’t hurt, not at all, just surprised her. He nipped her with his teeth as he repeated the slap on her other cheek, a little harder.
“Jared!” she exhaled, otherwise speechless.
“Your ass is perfect for spanking.” Two more of the same intensity, landed on alternating cheeks. “Round and luscious, sweet—like succulent fruit—a peach, I think.” He rubbed where he had spanked her, stroking and squeezing. “My sweet little Georgia peach…”
Stacy’s heart beat wildly in her chest, her breathing shallow with short little pants as she waited, expectantly for what would come next. She didn’t have to wait long as Jared’s searching fingers dipped between her thighs again, this time grazing her clit and teasing her wet opening before returning to her bottom. “You’re dripping with juices already. That’s damn hot. You like getting your bottom swatted, don’t you?”
Stunned by the unexpected turn the evening had taken, she opened her mouth, but no words would come out. He was right. She liked it, every exhilarating nuance inflaming her senses.
Two harder swats to each cheek had her sucking in her breath. A slight sting this time, although still not painful, but the sound of his palm against her taut skin reverberated in the small room, like a gunshot. “Stacy? Are you with me?”
“Yes,” she managed.
“Answer me please, are you enjoying your first spanking?”
He made a low, satisfied sound of approval. “That’s my good girl. I knew you would.”
She could hear the smile in his voice. “I think I’ll finish unwrapping my present now and see what other surprises are in store for me.”