Time for another Saturday Spankings! Before we get onto today’s snippet I want to say I hope all our authors and readers in the path of Hurricane Irma are safe. Thoughts and prayers go out to everyone. Also to the victims of Hurricane Harvey who seem to have been forgotten by the media with Irma looming out there.
Last week Chance was spanking Harrie through her leather skirt and found it was probably hurting his hand more than it was hurting her. If you missed it, read it here.

For this week, we see a kinder, gentler side of Chance. They’re spending the night sleeping in the airplane before they start their trek through the desert. Harrie’s not used to desert night sounds and becomes frightened.

     “I can’t sleep. I don’t know what all those noises out there are. It sounds like someone’s walking around, or like an animal is looking for food. I’m scared.”
To Chance, she sounded like a frightened little girl. He thought he heard a little hiccup in her voice and wondered if she was on the verge of crying. He lifted his left arm and said, “Come here.”
With no hesitation at all, she moved closer to him and let his strong arm wrap around her shoulder. He was surprised how right she felt leaning on him.
“I got you, Harrie. Calm down and relax. I got you and I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”

Blurb:  Sparks fly when a city girl who thinks she’s learned how to handle men in her male dominated career comes up against a rancher who has very different ideas on how women should behave.
When Chance O’Callaghan picks up his insurance estimator at the Phoenix executive terminal, the last thing he expects is a hot young lady in four-inch stilettos and a short, tight, leather skirt. His insurance agent promised to send his best estimator, Harry Sloan. Turns out Harry is actually Harrie – short for Harriet. A city girl doing what commonly is a man’s job. Determined to make the best of the situation, they get in Chance’s small six-seater single-engine plane and head for his ranch.
A massive dust storm forces them to land in the desert and what should have been a short, one hour flight becomes a five day trek through the hot desert with limited water and virtually no food.
Can their strong mutual attraction become more than just a casual thing as they make their way to Chance’s ranch or will their budding love burn out in the hot Arizona desert?

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Welcome back to another Saturday Spankings! Monsoon Heat is scheduled for release on September 12th! That’s less than three weeks away!

Last week, Chance and Harrie just landed in the middle of nowhere in the Arizona desert due to a major dust storm bearing down on them. You can check out that post here. He’s already warned her about her trashy mouth, but she just can’t control herself. Especially when she realizes the only option open to them now is to walk all the way to Chance’s ranch.

He went back in the airplane and tried a few more frequencies, but again with no luck.
“We’re going to just wait it out for a little bit,” he announced when he climbed back out of the plane. “We’ll try again later.”
“And what if you can’t reach anybody then?” she demanded. “How will we get out of here? Have you tried your cell?
He gave her another one of those looks that she thought was meant to shut her up, and answered, “There aren’t any cell towers out here. We have no coverage. If we can’t get anybody on the radios, the next option is walk.”
“Walk? Are you fucking nuts? Walk to where?”
“That’s it, sweetheart. You had your final warning.” He reached out to grab her arm saying, “When I’m done with you, you’ll be happy to be walking because you won’t be able to sit down.”

Blurb: Sparks fly when a city girl who thinks she’s learned how to handle men in her male dominated career comes up against a rancher who has very different ideas on how women should behave.
When Chance O’Callaghan picks up his insurance estimator at the Phoenix executive terminal, the last thing he expects is a hot young lady in four-inch stilettos and a short, tight, leather skirt. His insurance agent promised to send his best estimator, Harry Sloan. Turns out Harry is actually Harrie – short for Harriet. A city girl doing what commonly is a man’s job. Determined to make the best of the situation, they get in Chance’s small six-seater single-engine plane and head for his ranch.
A massive dust storm forces them to land in the desert and what should have been a short, one hour flight becomes a five day trek through the hot desert with limited water and virtually no food.
Can their strong mutual attraction become more than just a casual thing as they make their way to Chance’s ranch or will their budding love burn out in the hot Arizona desert

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Welcome to Saturday Spankings! It’s been a long time since I’ve posted anything here – I know, I’m so bad about my blog, but I have a new book coming out soon. Monsoon Heat has an estimated release date of September 12th. I’m super excited for this one!

Blurb:  Sparks fly when a city girl who thinks she’s learned how to handle men in her male dominated career comes up against a rancher who has very different ideas on how women should behave.

When Chance O’Callaghan picks up his insurance estimator at the Phoenix executive terminal, the last thing he expects is a hot young lady in four-inch stilettos and a short, tight, leather skirt. His insurance agent promised to send his best estimator, Harry Sloan. Turns out Harry is actually Harrie – short for Harriet. A city girl doing what commonly is a man’s job. Determined to make the best of the situation, they get in Chance’s small six-seater single-engine plane and head for his ranch.

A massive dust storm forces them to land in the desert and what should have been a short, one hour flight becomes a five day trek through the hot desert with limited water and virtually no food.

Can their strong mutual attraction become more than just a casual thing as they make their way to Chance’s ranch or will their budding love burn out in the hot Arizona desert?

“You know, I may just be a cowboy with some old-fashioned values, but ladies out here don’t use that kind of language. It would be nice if you could be a little more professional and less free with the swearing. I’ve heard more cuss words out of your mouth than most of my ranch hands use.”

Leaning against the plane with one foot in its shoe and the other one hanging in the air waiting for the cactus needles to be removed, Harrie looked at him as though he was nuts giving her a lecture on swearing.

“You’re kidding me, right? I’m standing here with my foot full of cactus stickers, and you’re worried that I swear too much?” She gave him a sneer and added, “Never mind, I’ll pull the fucking things out myself.”

He snatched the tweezers from her fingers and gripped her ankle, propping it up on his knee. “I’ll take them out, but I’m warning you, get that mouth of yours under control or instead of your foot on my knee, you’ll find your bottom upended on it.”

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