We’re Wild For Mary Wehr

This week I’d like to introduce you to another amazing author, Mary Wehr. She has a new steamy western you absolutely don’t want to miss.

I write what I love to read. Strong, stern heroes and feisty sassy women. Women who are independent and aren’t afraid to speak their mind and commanding men who wouldn’t change them for the world. But, if they place themselves in danger, a trip over a firm thigh is swift to follow. There will always be a spanking in my romances 😉

Reading and walking is my favorite way to pass the time. I have a weakness for animals. The furry, feathered critters make life more enjoyable.

Thank you so much for buying my books. I’d love to hear from you. E-mail me at: luvadove@verizon.net
Happy reading!
Mary

Nathan Holt has a reputation in Swiftwater, and not one he was proud of. If he had half a brain, he’d stay far away from there. But there was a certain blue-eyed blonde holding his heart, not to mention a half-sister that he barely knew. He had left Swiftwater to protect them from his father. That reason no longer existed.

Bonnie Blakely had been taught to be a proper lady, but inside she felt anything but proper. She longed for a man – a strong, capable man – to put her across his knee. A brief encounter with Nathan Holt had held promise, but he left Swiftwater, Kansas years ago. He had promised he’d return, but as time passed without a word, Bonnie feared her dreams of his firm hand and unconditional love would never be fulfilled.

Excerpt:

                “You are a naughty girl.” His low drawl made her toes curl. “Your pa didn’t do you any

favors by not paddling your ass when you were a little girl.” He unbuckled his belt, but left it

hanging as he moved to the wall where there were various farm implements.

Bonnie’s heart jolted with excitement. She licked her lips, her gaze tracking his every

move. “I told you Papa spoiled me.” Dampness gathered between her legs and trickled down her

inner thighs. She could smell her own arousal.

“That day you came to the jail, I swore I’d never seen a more beautiful woman in my

life.” He took a riding crop off the wall, examined it, then put it back. He moved further along

and reached for a coiled rope. “Then, when you opened your mouth and spewed such

vindictiveness toward a woman you claimed took your man, it sickened me to think such a

beauty could be so ugly. A man can’t be took if he doesn’t want to be.”

His words were harsh and unyielding. Bonnie briefly squeezed her eyes shut against the

enormous ache in her heart. When she opened them again and looked at him, his expression was

unreadable. She swallowed, nearly choking on her own saliva. Shivers of uncertainty as to why

he really invited her here crept along her arms and legs. He must think her vile and rightly so.

She never should have come here. Was it only his intent to humiliate her? Had her feelings

toward him been one-sided all along? God, she hoped not. Her shoulders sagged under his stern

scrutiny. She’d take what was coming; she deserved to be punished. She lowered her head, not

wanting to witness his fathomless stare any longer, but his finger under her chin wouldn’t allow

her the advantage.

“But, when I told you how a man could truly hurt a woman, break her until

there’s nothing left, you pleaded with me to forget your vendetta. You showed compassion and

that meant something to me.” A gentle brush of his thumb wiped away her tears.

“I, I was wrong, so wrong to come to you with such a horrid idea.” She shuddered.

“Charlotte believes things happen for a reason. If I had been the one in her shoes, I wouldn’t

have been so forgiving.”

Nathan squatted in front of her, his breath mingling with hers. “In my dreams you came

to me naked, your long blonde hair covering your breasts. I’d turn you over my knee and spank

you until your ass turned red, then I carried you to my bed. I’d get down on my knees and latch

my mouth onto your sweet pussy.” He paused. “Do my words offend you?”

Bonnie’s heartbeat ramped loudly in her ears. What he implied had to be scandalous and

downright filthy, an act no proper lady would ever allow a man to do, but she’d welcome

Nathan’s tongue anywhere on or in her body, especially that part now heavy and throbbing and

pounding with every beat of her heart.

“Oh, God, Nathan, no. Those words don’t offend me at all.”

His hand fisted in her hair and he yanked, leaving her feeling open and vulnerable.

“Would they excite you if another man said the same words? Would they arouse you like you are right now?”

“God, no,” she whispered fiercely. “I want only your hands and mouth upon me.”

“Don’t lie to me.”

“I’m not. I swear.”

His nostrils flared. Bonnie swore her woman’s scent filled the barn. “Now is not the time

to think about the pleasures your ripe body surely holds. You’ve pushed me too far with your

talk about finding another man to tame you. I’m the only man for you. I’m the only man who

will punish you and by the time I’m finished, you’ll have an excruciating ride home. It’s time for

a reckoning sorely needed on your part.” He released his hold on her hair and stood up. Bonnie

licked her lips in anticipation. He stepped away and she swayed forward as if pulled by an invisible

thread connecting them together. The rasp of leather being pulled singed her ears and she winced. He

picked up the coiled rope at his feet.

“What’s the rope for?” She asked.

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