About the Book:
Ever since her last relationship ended in heartbreak, things have been going downhill for romance novelist Aurora Kane. Determined to revive Aurora’s career, her publisher Donovan Tate decides to take matters into his own hands.
Upon visiting Aurora at home and finding her wallowing in misery, Donovan makes it clear that he will be taking charge of her life, whether she likes it or not. When she tests his resolve, he does not hesitate to bare her bottom and spank her hard and thoroughly, and she cannot help begging for more as Donovan brings her to a quivering, shameful climax after the punishment.
Donovan’s bold dominance and masterful lovemaking rekindle Aurora’s passion and inspire her writing in a way nothing else has before, but painful memories of the past still lurk in her mind. Can she dare to hope that this love story will have a happy ending?
Publisher’s Note: Rewriting the Rules contains spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.
“You can’t spank me again!” she said firmly, bewildered by the fact she was about to be spanked for the second time today and fighting the knowledge that she craved it almost more than her next breath.
“Hide and watch, little girl,” he said as his hand clapped off her bottom over and over again while she writhed over his lap. “Do you know why I can?”
“No!” she wailed, as his hand reignited the sting from earlier.
“Yes, you do, baby girl,” he admonished softly. “I can because you’re a submissive and you need it; so much you’re dying inside and I’m a dominant and I can’t resist your need. It calls to me with your every breath. You need me to take you in hand… to spank you till you cry… then take you until you scream with pleasure in every way possible.”
“I… ooh… please…” Aurora cried as his hand continued to fall. His words so seductive… so tempting… she ached, needing everything he was promising.
“Please what?” he asked gently.
“Please spank me harder, remind me…” she whispered, knowing she would die if he stopped now.
“With pleasure,” Donovan told her as he began to bring his hand down harder and harder until the swats blurred together and her bottom began to feel like one big ache. Then he lifted her briefly to stand and bent her over the arm of the couch.
Aurora’s body was on fire; her ass burned but even worse was the fire of need he’d stirred in her blood. She moved her legs apart shivering as she heard him sliding his belt from its loops. The sound of it was delicious, the belt’s dark promise teasing all of her senses.
He was right; she needed this badly.
The first kiss of the belt left a line of fire in its wake, bringing a howl of pain from her lips but she pushed her bottom out for more. The next stroke landed on the under curve of her bottom, lifting her to her toes with its force.
Another fell just beneath the last, catching the tops of her thighs and making her breath hiss out in a gasp. Three more landed in quick succession directly on top of the first three stripes and Aurora couldn’t stop herself from crying, each stroke jolting her clit and blending pleasure with the exquisite pain the belt provided.
She continued to push her bottom out as he laid stripe after stripe up and down her bottom until she collapsed over the arm of the couch sobbing.
Aurora looked up over her shoulder as she heard the belt drop to the floor. “Please… I need…”
Donovan smiled sweetly at her. “Tell me what you need.”
She moved her legs even further apart. “I need you inside me.” Aurora laid her head back down on her arms as she felt him move behind her and the broad head of his cock nudged against her wet opening.
She groaned loudly. It had been so long and it felt so good. He slipped just the head in, slowly working just those few inches in and out of her until she wanted to scream. Aurora tried to work herself backward to take more of him inside but he held her fast.
“Polite little girls ask for what they need, Aurora,” he told her in that deliciously deep voice of his.
“Fuck me already!” she yelled.
In response he pulled completely out and rained twenty hard slaps on her already sore and swollen posterior. “Was that polite?”
“Please, sir… please fuck me… I need you so deep inside me I don’t know where you end and I begin,” she said softly. Aurora couldn’t remember a time she needed so badly to be filled.
Strong hands gripped her sore ass and spread her wide, making her groan in a combination of pain and anticipation. She actually whimpered when she felt the broad head of his cock pressed against the entrance of her weeping channel.
He eased in just a little bit of the tip and back out again and again until she thought she’d go mad. Just stretching her open over and over, then the delicious pressure sent her over the edge and she came with a soft cry.
“Good girl,” Donovan said, driving into her hard all the way to the hilt while her inner muscles spasmed.
The slam of his cock against her cervix sent her straight into another orgasm; this time he held still inside her until her body calmed around him.
“That was amazing,” Aurora said softly.
He laughed and patted her hip. “Baby, we haven’t even started; now you’re ready for a good hard fucking.”
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