Black Sheep by Maren Smith

Author:Maren Smith
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Erotic Fiction, Victorian, Historical, BDSM
ISBN: 9781608502943
Publisher: Ever After Press
Published: 2011-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Elspeth’s dress was a puddle on the floor not far from the hearth and the ottoman that he had spanked her over. Reclining in an overstuffed chair before the crackling fire, one ankle crossed over his knee, Leverton lightly tapped his makeshift birch against the side of his boot and watched as the wet spot left by her tears slowly dried from the cloth. Now and then, he glanced over at Elspeth, standing as silent as a ghost in the corner where he’d left her. Her head remained bowed, her hands dutifully held the skirt of her undershift wadded up around her waist, and her knickers were a puddle of silken cloth lying across her feet.

Now and then, she still sniffled—softly, forlornly—but she wasn’t arguing with him anymore and, aside from the one try, she had given up trying to rub and soothe away the lingering pain.

His gaze warmed as he visually traced those full, heart-shaped curves, the rounding summits of her buttocks a mottle of rosy redness and slightly darker, ridged stripes. He tapped the birch against the side of his boot again; a lot of life yet remained within these five supple switches. If she pushed him to, he was fully prepared to lay her back down across the ottoman and wear her out completely. Although, truth be told, he would much rather toss the birch onto the fire, lay her back down across the ottoman and still wear her out completely, but in a way they might both enjoy.

Sadly, if she was still anywhere near as angry as she’d been when he’d first propped her into that corner, putting her bare bottom on full and fiery display, then she’d probably bean him across the head with the iron poker if he tried.

“You know,” he said when she sniffled again. “I think it’s time we went down that hole.”

That she didn’t instantly perk with excitement meant she wasn’t done sulking yet. She sniffled again, letting go of her shift with one hand long enough to swipe at her eyes, and then bunched the thin cloth back up off her bottom and hugged it to her waist again.

“Are you ready to come out of the corner?” he asked.

“No,” she replied. Definitely still sulking. She let go of the back of her shift to swipe at her face with her other hand now, and then half turned around, glaring back at him as she demanded, “What gives you the right? Who do you think you are, to—” her shoulders jerked as she hiccupped, her weepy gasp little more than a breathy hitch, “—spank me like this? My father was knighted for valor by the king himself! I am a daughter of privilege, and you, sir!” She hiccupped again, truly miserable and starting to cry all over again. “You are—”

“The son of a man arrogant enough to marry the only sister of a powerful earl,” he supplied easily enough, tapping the birch against his boot twice more. “And selfish enough

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