When an heiress runs wild, her stern guardian comes back from abroad to take the whip hand...
A willful heiress is taken in hand when her guardian, the disgraced Earl of Endale, returns from abroad to find her a husband and launch her into society. With a reputation as dark as his allure, she finds his discipline both exotic and exciting. To her delight, his instruction includes strict and detailed attention to pleasure. She’s fiercely attracted, but when he probes her past, she soon vows to resist. Her heart lies elsewhere, and she means to marry handsome Sir Nigel, her clean-living neighbor and friend. But to her dismay, she finds Sir Nigel has doubts. He suspects her untamed sexuality is due to the Earl’s evil influence. Concerned for her safety and her status, Sir Nigel insists she must be tamed and warns she risks losing both his love and her place in society. He attempts a bold rescue, but now she must choose—respectability or a life of delicious sin?
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of spanking, flogging and anal play.
General Release Date: 15th December 2015
“Come back here. Bring me grog, damn your eyes.” He’s shouting now.
I’m under the table. Through the open window I hear voices.
“What, a child’s with him? How old? Eight, you say? Why no nurse?”
“Nobody goes near. The stink’s too bad. All that pain…”
They’re talking about me.
The grog was heavy. I dropped the jug.
If I press my hands on my ears, I can’t hear his screams.
I was halfway across the lawns when I knew for certain what I wanted—Isaac’s cock. All of it. So instead of making for the fountains to cool off, I headed to the stables for extra heat.
Isaac tended the horses. At this hour he’d be up in the hayloft, shoveling forkfuls of fragrant hay so there’d be great heaps of it for us to roll in when he pushed up my skirts…perfect.
And I was halfway up the ladder to the hayloft when I heard Madame’s shout.
“Lady Saffina? Come back ’ere now. Espèce d’une jeune putain...”
Really, such language. She was in hot pursuit—almost as hot as mine. She’d found me feeling myself once too often.
And why not, pray? I was eighteen. I could do what I liked. Yet she still thought a good caning would cool me down.
How little she knew…
Her canings were the best thing about her. She applied them often and well. The very thought of them made me wet and left me dripping. In fact, it was when she first noticed my damp linens that she started getting creative. Then the dampness got worse…and the canings got worse.
It was impossible to resist the urge to feel myself afterward. And when she caught me doing that…
But all that did was make me crave… What? I’d no clear idea. But out here in the stables I had a clear picture of what I craved. It was hot and hard and thick and looked very like Isaac’s cock, that day I found him fisting himself in the barn and he’d reddened and jerked his hand away.
I liked Isaac. He was tanned and tough with sun-bleached hair and a ready laugh. We’d been friends for a while. He was a few years older than me. He taught me much—how to groom and saddle up horses, how to ride.
He knew his place. He never made advances, but I wished he would. And now I made instinctively for his strong protective arms and his eager, thrusting maleness.
That was what I wanted. I was sure of it now.
And this time I’d make sure I got it.
But now Madame was after me full tilt, shrieking like a parrot in her native French. Just as well, if I heard her right. She’d never dare call me a whore in English.
But what I wanted was Isaac. And now here he was, skimming down the ladder to meet me. His breeches already bulged with everything I needed…
And I was on the point of launching into his arms when the far door flew open. Madame dashed in, the thin cane quivering in her hand.
“Isaac. Save me.” I clutched at his sleeve.
In a flash he took in every detail of my torn gown, my bulging, heaving breasts, one loose and exposed from running. He caught me up, his bold blue eyes dancing, his blond hair all tousled from the hay. His cock already part way out of his breeches flap…
He knew instantly what I craved.
But now here was Madame, about to spoil everything.
And I was just going to snap at her that I was too old for a governess when I saw a look pass between them. In a flash I saw myself at their mercy—Isaac’s cock and Madame’s cane. Yes…
Flora Dain caught her first heady whiff of success in 2012, when four of her short stories first appeared. Two years later saw the publication of her first three novels. Now her naughty novels, wicked novellas and spicy stories pop up all over in Kindle, e-pub and paperback, some in story collections and others singly.
She loves trying out fresh angles on old themes and even dips into history and the paranormal, but her focus is always on racy romance, both in reading and writing. When she’s not admiring someone else’s hero, she’s happily dreaming up her own!
Flora’s married and lives in the UK.
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Reviewed by The Romance Reviews
Clearly written as the first part of a series, the storyline ends at a good spot without an awkward cliffhanger. Packed with spice, this is one hot story!
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Reviewed by Romancing the Book
The author delivers a delightfully naughty read full of unexpected twists as Saffina gets an education at the hands of her guardian. Packed with some sizzling scenes as the Earl educates Saffina i...
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Flora Dain - Romancing the Book feature
Jen: Today we welcome Flora Dain to Romancing the Book. Flora, will you share a short bio with us?
Flora: I’m married with two children and live in the UK. New to writing, but several titles to date and more on the way. I love reading, writing, good reviews, cold crunchy ice cream and hot smooth movies. And I especially love connecting with readers – a real thrill!
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Flora Dain - Fresh Fiction Feature
Billionaires in history? Definitely. Saffina’s story is set 200 years ago in Regency England. Aristocrats then were landowners, some making millions from rents, many the equivalent of today’s billionaires.
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