Nash by Piper Stone

When he caught me on his property, he didn’t call the police. He just took off his belt.

Nash caught me breaking into his shed while on the run from the mob, and when he demanded answers and obedience I gave him neither. Then he took off his belt and taught me in the most shameful way possible what happens to naughty girls who play games with a big, rough Marine.
She’s mine to protect. That doesn’t mean I’m going to be gentle with her.
Michelle doesn’t just need a place to hide out. She needs a man who will bare her bottom and spank her until she is sore and sobbing whenever she puts herself at risk with reckless defiance, then shove her face into the sheets and make her scream his name with every savage climax.
She’ll get all of that from me, and much, much more.