Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Rhett's Revenge By Maggie Carpenter

The remarkable Maggie Carpenter has a new western out called Rhett's Revenge!


Deputy Sheriff Rhett Cooper is heartbroken when Katherine Foster, the young lady he has been courting, falls prey to the scheming of a rich, dapper con man. Though he takes the impetuous girl over his knee and spanks her bare bottom soundly, his strict chastisement and stern warnings do not dissuade her, and she runs off to San Francisco in the scoundrel's company.

When Katherine finally returns home six months later, arriving in town in a fancy carriage with the arrogant, smooth-talking rogue at her side, it quickly becomes apparent that she is quite ill. Rhett soon learns foul play was involved, and he sets out to rescue the woman he loves and bring to justice the man who hurt her.

In spite of Rhett's demand that she leave the matter to him, as soon she regains her health Katherine puts herself in jeopardy yet again by attempting her own revenge. 

Determined to rein her in, Rhett punishes Katherine thoroughly and then claims her properly, and soon their passion for one another is burning hotter than ever before. But even if he manages to keep his woman under control, can a small-town lawman win a battle of wits with a clever, ruthless criminal?

If you savor a sexy, passionate romance, if you revel in action and suspense, and if you enjoyed the best-selling Tucker's Justice, you'll love Rhett's Revenge!

Publisher's Note: Rhett's Revenge includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

A rush of energy pulsed through his loins, making his cock stiffen uncomfortably. She’d been such a handful, and in the eighteen months they’d been together, whenever she’d needed it, he’d put her over his knee, pushed her dress and petticoats out of the way, and landed his hand on her backside with smart, sharp smacks. He’d always left her drawers in place, though on those times when he’d been sure she had purposely provoked him to yank her across his lap, he’d been hard-pressed not to pull them down, except for that last morning. How often had he wondered if it been that one act that had pushed her away from him? Too many times to count.

The memory of her naked bottom sent his focus back to his desperate manhood. He needed relief, and freeing his cock from the confines of his pants he began to rub, thinking about the feel of her breasts against his chest, the salacious wriggling of her hips as he’d spank her, her panting and soft whimpers when he’d tenderly hold her after delivering his discipline. His member abruptly jerked in his hand, and he grunted loudly as his essence spewed forth and spilled out of him, then letting out a heavy sigh, he let his hand drop to his side. He was weary, so very weary, and he could feel himself drifting off, but he needed to get up, he needed to wash, he needed to undress and slip into bed for a good night’s sleep. He could feel himself drifting away, but Bruiser’s low growl snapped him awake and he chuckled.

“You know I need to get myself up?”

But Bruiser didn’t happily pant. He jumped to his feet and began turning in urgent circles, the signal that something was amiss, and when he growled and barked a second time, Rhett knew something was wrong.

“What is it, boy? You hear somethin’?”

The sound of loud knocking answered the question. Clarenceville was a peaceful community. Rarely was he met with an emergency at such a late hour. Hoping Clarence hadn’t take a turn for the worse, he hurried to the washbasin on top of his dresser, wiped himself up, straightened out his clothes, then picking up the lantern, with Bruiser trotting ahead of him, he moved swiftly from his room to the front door.

“What’s all the knock—?”

He stopped, midsentence, not believing his eyes. Katherine was standing on his front porch. He stood dumbfounded as she wordlessly moved past him into the living room. Pulse racing, he closed the door and followed her, and though the lamp offered only a small amount of light, he was once again startled by her drawn appearance.

“Rhett,” she said breathlessly. “I know you must hate me, but I… I…”

“Katherine? What is it?”

“I, uh…”

Her face was crinkling, and the bag she was carrying suddenly slipped from her hand, landing with a bang on the floor, and instinctively Rhett knew she was about to keel over. As her knees buckled he raced forward, managing to catch her just as her legs gave way, and lifting her up, he was shocked at how light she was.

“Katherine? What’s wrong with you? Can you hear me?”

Her response was nothing more than a whimper, and placing her gently on the soft sofa cushions, he smoothed the loose hairs from her face. She didn’t move and her eyes had closed, and deeply worried, he fetched the lantern from where he’d left it, placing it on the small table at the end of the couch. She was obviously sick and he didn’t want to leave her, but he desperately wanted to fetch the doctor.


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Male dominance/ female submission is my passion. My alpha males range from down-home spanking cowboys, to sword-wielding warriors, aliens with unique physical attributes any human male would envy, and of course, accomplished wealthy dominants (though they don't need dollars to melt the hearts of their sweet subs).

Being an old-fashioned romantic with my own white knight fantasies, heart-felt sentiment is alive and well on the pages of all my novels.

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