Blurb:

Though she has been spending more and more time indulging her fantasies on the internet, erotic romance novelist Mona Hyatt has never been over a dominant man’s knee for a spanking in real life, but everything changes the day she meets Leo Jackson.

Leo is an experienced FBI special agent, and when he uncovers evidence that a serial killer may be stalking Mona he does not hesitate to take the beautiful, feisty young woman into custody for her own protection. After an inspection of her computer reveals both her most intimate desires and the reckless way she has been seeking to fulfill them online, Leo decides that it is time for Mona to experience the hard, thorough bare-bottom spanking she has needed for so long.

Despite her blushing cheeks and burning backside, the punishment arouses Mona deeply, and when Leo brings her to a quivering climax over his lap she cannot help longing for more. Over the coming days he sets about teaching her the pleasure of surrendering her body to his mastery, and his skillful lovemaking leaves her spent and satisfied. But with the killer continuing to elude capture and the danger to Mona’s life growing by the day, will Leo be able to keep her safe?

Publisher’s Note: In His Custody includes spankings and sexual scenes as well as some potentially disturbing depictions of the crimes of a fictional serial killer. If such material would be likely to offend or upset you, please don’t buy this book.

Excerpt:

I stood there, shocked he’d put me in the corner to begin with but even more shocked I was standing there with my nose firmly against it. I was so wet I could feel it literally dripping down my thighs. What was it about this man?

A hand crept back to touch the place on my left butt cheek where I could practically feel his handprint throbbing. That one swat was more intense than any cyber spanking I’d ever given myself. How would a full-blown spanking from Leo feel?

I blushed, embarrassed to be thinking about it when he was undoubtedly reading all my interactions with the men I met on Facebook and thinking I was a dirty little cyber slut. It was mortifying, embarrassing beyond belief. It was one thing to write dirty stories and have cybersex with online doms; I’d certainly never believed anyone would read my logs. Much less a dominant man I was finding increasingly attractive despite my misgivings.

How long had I been standing here now? I’d lost complete track of time in my musings.

“My, my, my… someone has been a very naughty girl indeed,” a dark voice spoke from almost immediately behind me.

I jumped; I hadn’t heard him approach. I felt a flush filling my face at his words.

Then he moved in closer and I felt his breath on the back of my neck as one hand came to rest directly on the spot throbbing from that one swat earlier. I couldn’t suppress my shudder.

“I think you need a good spanking, don’t you, young lady?” he asked against my ear.

I closed my eyes as another gush of wet heat filled my panties, my heart rate increased, and I found myself leaning back on him, relishing the contact of his hard body against my softer one. “Yes, Sir.”

Though I knew this was madness—I barely knew this man—he could give me a real spanking and the man flipped my ‘man switch’ in a big way. No way was I missing this opportunity.

Leo turned me to face him, a firm finger beneath my chin lifting my eyes to his. “Do you understand what is about to happen if you submit to me?”

I felt my face heat even further but I pushed the words out in a rush of air. “You’re going to spank me.”

“How do naughty girls get spanked, Mona?” Leo asked as he pushed the hair out of my face to tuck it gently behind my ear.

I gave a shivery sigh as I answered in a breathless voice I barely recognized as my own, “On their bare bottoms.”

He smiled down at me. “That’s right, they get spanked on their bare bottoms.” Then he led me to the couch and sat down in the middle of it before lifting my skirt and pulling me down over his lap.

I moaned softly as his hands rubbed over the outside of my panties before tugging them down as I lifted my hips obligingly. Then he tsked at me, “You are a naughty one; your panties are soaking wet.”

I buried my face in the couch cushions, mortified by his observation and wondering what he thought about my rather large jiggly butt. Then I jerked with a gasp as the first hard swat fell. Leo wasn’t pulling any punches as he delivered slap after slap to my quivering bottom. “Do you have any idea how dangerous the games you’ve been playing are?”

“I didn’t know! Ouuuch! I’m sorry I didn’t know there was a serial killer stalking Facebook!” I tried to defend myself as the stinging heat in my backside grew more and more uncomfortable. “Oooowww! Owww! I’m sorrreee!”

I wriggled my bottom in a desperate attempt to evade his punishing palm; this was far different from the spankings I’d given myself. I had been totally deluded to think they’d been anything close to the real deal.

“You don’t know who any of these men are, any one of them could be dangerous,” Leo said sternly as he increased the speed and strength in each swat now concentrating on my sit spots as I helplessly tried to rock my hips away from his hard hand.

“I’m sorrreeee! Owwww! Please, not in the same place! Nooo! Not there again, ooooowww! Leo, it hurts!” I cried, somewhat embarrassed to be wimping out but there it was.

“I intended for it to hurt. Didn’t I tell you naughty girls end up with very sore backsides?” he asked.

“Yes!” I wailed. “It’s sore, I promise!”

Leo stopped talking and just continued his assault on the tender under curve of my derriere until I was actually crying real tears and apologizing for being so foolish. I sobbed over his lap, not noticing immediately when the spanking stopped and he was just rubbing my throbbing ass.

“Shhhh… it’s okay, baby. I think you learned a valuable lesson, didn’t you?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir! I promise I won’t do it again,” I promised fervently.

“No, you won’t,” he told me decisively.

I sighed in pleasure as he continued to rub my beleaguered bottom then gave a surprised squeak when his fingers slid down the cleft of my ass and into the wetness waiting between my thighs.

“Good girl,” he crooned. “Is this for me?”

“Yes, Sir,” I said breathlessly as two fingers slid deep inside my needy channel while his thumb began to rub my clit in a circular motion. The sensation of his fingers moving inside me combined with my hot sore bottom was exquisite. I knew I should protest his familiarity but he was giving me something I’d craved and never before been able to attain—true submission to a real dominant.

“You took your punishment so well I think you deserve a reward,” Leo said almost conspiratorially.

I gasped, rocking my hips back to meet the thrust of his fingers. “Ohhhooo… yes, please… I’ll be so good.”

He gave a deep chuckle as he worked my needy slit hard and fast. “Well, that remains to be seen but for now you get a reward.”

I felt the strongest climax I’d ever experienced building as he worked my hungry sheath and throbbing clit without mercy. The heat and soreness in my ass blended together with the pleasure until my back bowed and my body clamped down hard on his fingers as I cried out, “Yes! Leo!!!”

I shuddered helplessly over his thighs, my body milking his fingers as he continued to stroke my clit and thrust in and out as if to wring every ounce of pleasure possible from me.

Leo held me in place a moment after withdrawing his fingers from my body, softly petting my sore bottom as I came down from the orgasm. “Good girl.”

Everything inside me melted at his words, the huskiness in his voice combined with the very stiff erection against my hips letting me know he was not unaffected by what we’d just shared.

When Leo lifted me to my feet in front of him and smoothed my dress down over my hot ass, I looked at him in confusion.

“I think one lesson will do for tonight,” he told me as he got to his feet to give me a hug and kissed my forehead. “Goodnight, Mona.”

I blinked up at him. “But…”

“You are not in control, young lady. Goodnight,” he said firmly, jerking his head toward my bedroom.

“Yes, Sir,” I said softly, shocked at my compliance and I found myself hurrying to my cold lonely bed, where I cried myself to sleep. I was confused by the scary feelings Leo had stirred in my breast. He was here to find a serial killer… to protect me… not involve himself in my life in more than a transient way. I needed to remember that or I’d end up gutted.

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