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    Under His Hand
    Under His Hand
    Under His Hand
    Ebook56 pages42 minutes

    Under His Hand

    By Anne Calhoun

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    Whenever Tess Weston's Navy SEAL boyfriend, Drew Norwood, returned from a mission, their lovemaking was always hot and intense. It made Tess feel what it meant to be female at its most primitive.

    Taken. Possessed.

    But Drew's latest unexpected reappearance is different. He's filled with raw need for Tess – and anger that she has left the windows open in her rough neighborhood, the one thing he made her promise never to do. Independent Tess can't believe Drew wants to follow through on his threat to spank her for defying him...but she's also intrigued. Can Tess trust him enough to let Drew dominate her body and her heart?
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHarperCollins Publishers Australia
    Release dateJan 1, 2011
    ISBN9781460886311
    Under His Hand
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    Anne Calhoun

    After doing time at Fortune 500 companies on both coasts, Anne Calhoun left the corporate world and is now the author of more than a dozen novels, novellas, and short stories. Her first novel, Liberating Lacey, won the EPIC Award for Best Contemporary Erotic Romance. She holds a B.A. in English and History and an M.A. in American Studies from Columbia University. Anne lives with her family in the Midwest. 

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      Sweet and hot, quick read.
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      Tess has trust issues. So why would she date a Navy SEAL who leaves at a drop of a hat and she has no idea when he will return? As a SEAL, Drew is very protective of Tess. She doesn't live in the best neighborhood and has certain rules for her when he's out of town. When he returns unexpectedly and catches Tess breaking one of his rules, he decides that she needs to be punished a la a good spanking. Tess doesn't understand what the big deal is and doesn't believe that Drew will follow through. But the spanking is more about sex and punishment. It's about Tess finally opening herself up to someone.In such a short read, we learn about Tess and Drew's relationship and Tess's trust issues. Under His Hand is a nice quick read. The sex is hot but not super steamy like in Liberating Lacey.

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    Under His Hand - Anne Calhoun

    CHAPTER ONE

    Tess Weston soaked a facecloth with cold water, then bent forward, drew her hair over one shoulder and held the cloth to the nape of her neck. Rivulets trickled down her back, merging with the sweat seeping from her pores. Even with the windows open, and a fan oscillating as languidly as a spoon through soup, the temperature on the second floor of her house was hotter than the ambient air outside.

    She swiped the now-tepid cloth down her throat and paused at her collarbone. The washcloth soaked the thin ribbed fabric over her breasts while she considered the sheer curtains hanging lank beside the open window. Such an unremarkable thing, an open window, a simple pleasure people generally took for granted. Drew Norwood, her Navy SEAL boyfriend, had extensive experience managing risks of all shapes, sizes and situations. Given her borderline neighborhood, he’d weighed simple pleasures against physical safety and insisted on windows and doors locked tight at night. However, Drew had disappeared almost a month ago, as usual with no warning. Three times in the six months they’d been dating he’d simply vanished into thin air, reappearing weeks later sunburned, thinner and exhausted.

    The disappearing act didn’t bother her. It came with dating an active duty SEAL, and she was used to people walking out of her life. The reappearing, as abrupt and unannounced as the disappearing, still set her back on her heels.

    Not much else did, but a brutal heat wave, an AC unit that had become a frankly ugly pile of scrap metal three days earlier, and no money for repairs, left her with two choices: sleep in a situation Drew adamantly opposed, or melt into a puddle in her bed. She preferred to dissolve into liquid bliss when he was the one heating her up, and she flat out didn’t have the money to fix the AC.

    What Drew didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.

    She scrubbed at her breastbone as if she could wipe away the disloyal thought, then draped the washcloth over the edge of the sink. When she shut off the bathroom light and stepped into the moonlight illuminating a path along the scratched hardwood floor, a shadow disengaged itself from the dark corner behind the bathroom door, clamped a hand around her wrist and spun her face-first into the wall. The callused palm clapped unceremoniously over her mouth muffled her instinctive shriek. With her free hand braced at shoulder height, and a strength born of sheer terror, she pushed back into an iron-hard body. Her captor didn’t move an inch. Instead, he knocked her off balance by wedging one leg between hers, and with minimal effort forced her flat. He had superior size and strength, the advantage of surprise, and she was trapped.

    Eyes wide with panic, she twisted her head and peered over the big hand engulfing the lower half of her face, but her vision only confirmed the input from the quivering nerves in her hypersensitive body. Heavy shoulders and a broad chest clad in black pinned her torso, and a ridged abdomen trapped the arm bent behind her back. Squirming futilely in an effort to regain her balance only ground her bottom against his hips, and her thin cotton bikini panties provided no protection from the insistent erection shoved firmly against her ass.

    Knowing it was futile, she inhaled sharp and hard, drawing breath to scream. The air rushing through her nose carried with it the familiar scent of musky skin and the sharp odor of no-frills soap used at Coronado. In a millisecond she plunged from ice-cold fear to weak-kneed relief, and sagged against the restraining body.

    Drew. Back with no warning. In her bedroom, scaring her half to death.

    But how?

    She’d been working downstairs all night, the front and back doors secured with the handle lock and dead bolt. He

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