Simon is
looking for a smart, funny, obedient woman. Sadie thinks two out of three
should do.
From Simon Says:
In my apartment he took out his laptop and sat on the
sofa. “Get ready for bed. When you’re done, we will talk about your foolishness
today.”
I took as long as I possibly could, removing my makeup,
flossing my teeth, and reorganizing the medicine cabinet. My nails needed
attention but I decided that might be pushing it. I dabbed perfume on my wrists
and slid the black negligee over my head. The gown had solved the riddle of
being dressed but undressed; it covered me but left little to the imagination.
I prayed it would distract him to the point of forgetfulness.
In the living room Simon was bent over his laptop. He
didn’t look when I walked into the room. One of the straight-backed wooden
chairs from my dining set had been placed across from the sofa from where he
worked.
“Sit,” he said. He didn’t have to say where.
There were four chairs around my dining room table. Two
were comfortable, padded parsons’ chairs. The others were wooden, ladder-back
numbers. I only owned the wooden ones because I found them online cheap. There
were good in an emergency like three friends for dinner at once but I always
put a throw cushion on them for comfort. Simon hadn’t extended me that
courtesy. The moment I lowered myself onto the rigid wooden seat, the cold
crept through the gauzy fabric of my night dress. I waited for Simon to
acknowledge me, say something—anything—but he didn’t. Because the heat had been
turned down since Friday, the apartment was cool enough to safely store milk
and chicken. The negligee lace grazed my nipples and I realized they were
standing at attention. I wrapped my arms around myself, for warmth and modesty.
“Put your feet flat on the floor, your hands in your
lap, and sit still. I’m almost finished.” His voice pinned me there, like a
butterfly in a display case.
Almost is an ambiguous stretch of time, depending on how
a person spends it. Sitting on that hard wooden chair with a tender bottom made
the seconds stretch to hours. I watched Simon’s face and admired his
concentration as he typed. That attempt to divert my attention soon grew
boring. The seat on the roller coaster grew more uncomfortable. Eventually all
my thoughts were about the terrifying descents ahead. I wished we could just
push off from the station and get the scary part over with.
He stopped typing and reread what he’d written.
Satisfied at last, he closed the clamshell and tucked it into his bag. I was
sure that the time passed only seemed like minutes to him. My butt ached
sitting on that chair but I didn’t shift even a fraction of an inch, not while
he was staring at me. He crouched in front of me.
“First of all, I want you to know that I care about you
very much. In fact I’m falling in love with you.” He kissed the back of my
hands. “This—this ritual of discipline—is proof of that love. If I didn’t care
about you, about making you and me together a stronger unit, I wouldn’t
bother.”
He rubbed my hands with his thumbs. “Secondly, you owe a
huge debt to my sister.”
I opened my mouth to speak, to ask why. He placed a
finger on my lips. “It’s not the time for the condemned woman to plead her
case.”
He caressed a nipple as he
straightened to a standing position. “Tracy took strips off me before I went
upstairs to wake you and bring you home. She said I had no business dropping a
bombshell in your life and leaving you to deal with it alone. I told her you’re
a big girl with lots of friends to protect you. Plus it wasn’t like I was
offering you anything bad, was it?”
I shook my head and said nothing.
“Still I’m taking her comments into
consideration as I determine your punishment. Tell me honestly—do you think you
should be spanked tonight?”
I shrugged.
“Wise choice to remain silent.
Better not risk a wrong answer. However, in my court you are allowed to
incriminate yourself. In fact, it’s expected when you have broken my rules. In
time you will learn to thank me for the discipline. Until then, let’s deal with
what you’re up for now. Let’s accept the fact that you’re going to be spanked.
Can you think of the reasons why?”
Blurb:
When feisty Sadie Donohue meets billionaire Simon Jacobson
at a New Year’s Eve party, she thinks it’s a chance encounter. Little does she
know that Simon has arranged it all.
Widowed for six years, he is looking for another woman to
share his life. She must be smart, sexy, and able to obey his inflexible rules.
He has observed Sadie from a distance and decided she is just what he’s looking
for.
Always one to challenge authority, Sadie tests Simon’s
boundaries with her lively wit and recalcitrant behavior. He is amused but
unmoved. Soon Sadie is regularly over Simon’s knee for being her sassy,
strong-willed self. And she loves it!
When he proposes, she accepts without a second thought. The
time arrives for her to leave her working-class world of public schools and
sausages on the backyard barbecue to move into Simon's circle of wealth and
privilege where children attend private schools and servants serve guests in
lavish society homes. Sadie panics.
That’s it: engagement off!
Sadie's doubts, fired by a secret from her past, may be
their undoing. Only Simon is in charge and he has other ideas.
Publishers’ note: These books
are intended for adults only. Spanking and other sexual activities represented
in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults. Tough stuff, but worth
it. Nothing in this book should be interpreted as Blushing Books’ or the
author’s advocating any non-consensual spanking activity or spanking of minors.
Don’t miss this other
great book from Libby Campbell and Blushing Books:
Seeing Ronnie.(Romancing the Coast, Book 1)
Winning Sadie is also available as an audio book from
Audible. Buy it here.
About the Author:
Libby Campbell,
spanking writer and mischief maker
Libby lives on the West Coast of Canada with her leading man
of thirty years. An avid reader, she savors books that feature strong,
independent women and the loving men who challenge them.
She loves mountain hikes, deep bubble baths, and all
animals, but particularly small dogs with big attitudes and big dogs who think
they are lap dogs. A woman for all seasons, Libby is happy cuddling in front of
a winter fire, watching a summer sunset, listening to birds in the spring and
walking in the autumn rain.
Optimistic by nature, Libby wants a solid HEA in her reading
and her writing. She hopes you will enjoy escaping to the dream worlds where
she spends far too much time.
Recently she’s been dipping into Pinterest and building
boards with images of people and places that inspire her characters and the
worlds they live in.
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