Who knew a snowy New Year’s Eve could be so hot?
Part of Blushing Books, New Year’s Eve anthology, Freezer Burn is the story of Lucy and Nick’s adventure into domestic discipline.
Lucy, a successful mathematician is trying to juggle adjusting to life in Sweden while casually brining up to her husband that she really wishes he was in charge and would soundly spank her sometimes.
She is helped in this journey by an online friend who writes a website called “The Well-spanked Feminist”.
Freezer Burn is a fish out of water story with funny characters, funnier situations and a heroine you can’t help but root for.
The snow is deep, the love is true and even if they are on the edge of the arctic, Lucy will ring in the New Year with a red hot bottom.
Nick ran his hands over her sides, squeezing her breasts and nuzzling her neck. “What do you want me to do to you?” he whispered. Her heart was hammering in her chest. Was she brave enough to take this chance?
Before she could censor herself she whispered, ”I was thinking you should spank me.”
She felt his cock harden against her thigh. “That’s a great idea.” he said. Only a little drunkenly he put a finger under her chin so she would have to look at him, ”I think I should totally spank your bottom. You were really rude.” His sternness was somewhat ameliorated by the cheesy grin flitting across his handsome face.
“I was, I totally was.”
“I guess I better teach you a lesson then. Come here,” He had a firm grip on her wrist and he took her with him as he scooted back across the mattress until his back pressed against the wall.
She was nervous, but she didn't want to risk making this difficult for her usually so gentle husband. She lay herself over his lap. He ratcheted up her tight skirt, and tangled his fingers in the waistband of her tights.
He wrenched them down exposing her white bottom. He rubbed his fingers over her skin tracing circles over the tender, pale globes.
“You are a naughty girl.” he declared.
“Yes,” she said with a nervous giggle. The first swat wasn't hard, but it made her jump. His fingers left pale pink lines.
“Do you think you can remember to behave now?” he asked.
She wanted to say ,”you have got to be fucking kidding me?! This cute ass isn't going to spank itself- put your back into it!”
She didn't though, ”Umm. Maybe, I’m almost ready….” He gave her a few slightly harder spanks.
“Next time it will be worse for you,” he said.
“Oh promises, promises,” thought his drunken frustrated wife. It had not been the stern walloping she had dreamed of, but it was a start and his hand sliding between her thighs did leave her panting with desire.
More About the Author:
Susannah Shannon lives in the American Midwest with her family. She loves a witty, strong heroine who longs to submit to that one special man. Sparks flying, lips kissing, and the set of a determined man’s jaw… these are a few of her favorite things.