Spanked At Sundown: A Sundown Domestic Spanking Erotic Novel

I twist that one curl every time the wire on our eastern fence glints in the sun, knowing Maxwell will notice the slip before I can fix it. Owning Sundown together was supposed to be business, but his unhurried commands are making me crave the kind of correction that settles the anxiety in my chest and pulls us closer than any deed ever could. The thought of his hand claiming me that way terrifies me almost as much as the fear that he'll decide I'm not worth the trouble after all.

The hayloft still smells like old hay and ledgers when he pins my wrists against the scattered papers. My jeans are already low, and his palm hovers there in the dusty light, close enough that I feel the decision in the air. Sundown hangs in that suspended moment, and so do I.

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E-bog: 21. juli 2026