Missy Meets the Marshal (Lone Star Love Book 2) Read Online Free PDF Page A

punish you. I'm the marshal of this town, but to you I'm Grover. I won't use the law against you. You're afraid of something like that, aren't you? That's why you don't wish to be honest with me?" He landed several more stinging swats before pausing to hear her response.
    She moaned with the relief. She wanted to say whatever words would prevent his hand from springing back into action. She told the truth, her words tumbling out quickly. "Yes, sir. I'm afraid of the law. And I'm afraid my husband will find me. That's why I tried to hide my baby. Word of a woman with a baby and no man gets around, and I'm afraid tell of it will reach my husband. H-he's not a nice man."
    "I see." He rubbed out some of the sting. "I can help you, you know. No woman in my town suffers a scalawag for a husband any longer than she wants to."
    Beth felt like crying, not only from the pain of the spanking, but also from the kindness in the marshal's response when she told him she was afraid. 
    "Missy," he said, his voice as gentle as his swats had been hard. "Tell me why you left your husband. Tell me what he did."
    Hearing his kind voice, Beth couldn't hold back the tears. She cried and hung over his lap, wishing to free herself from the burden of her secrets, but still very afraid to do so. She felt another swat. He resumed the spanking at a steady tempo. The smacks weren't as hard as before, but they still stung.
    "Tell me," he said.
    "My husband is Nathan Matthews, the bounty hunter," she stammered. She knew he'd require no further explanation for why she left. Grover and her husband were well acquainted, and she suspected Grover hated Nathan as much as the other way around.
    Grover froze, and the room fell silent. Then she felt his left hand stiffen around her waist. Suddenly his punishing hand came down repeatedly on her bottom. He launched into a scolding lecture. "What were you thinking, marrying a man like that, Missy? You must have known his reputation."
    Beth felt surprised at the reason for the renewed spanking. She winced with every spank. "You're s-spanking me for marrying him, Grover?"
    His hand descended heavily. "You bet I am. That was a foolish move, woman. Of all the men you could have chosen, you chose Nathan Matthews? You're a sweet, pretty lady in a place where men outnumber women half a dozen to one. You could have had your pick of the best, but even most at the bottom of the barrel would have been better than Nathan."
    The smarting on her backside built to a level she previously would have thought impossible. Squirming and bucking, she tried everything to escape the barrage of swats, but his grip on her waist kept his unfortunate target in place. He landed each spank with purpose and precision. Kicking her legs and trying to flail about did nothing but make him spank her harder.
    Tears streamed down her face, and she howled as he lit the fire to her bottom with no end in sight. "I know now it was a bad choice. I'm sorry for marrying him! Please, please stop, Grover."
    To her great relief, he did. "Let me hazard a guess here, Missy. The thieving murderer didn't turn out to be such a nice husband, so you left. Now you're worried if you divorce him, he'll get custody of your daughter, since men usually do when women choose to leave."
    She only whimpered her response.
    Grover sighed. He rubbed her aching bottom. "Foolish woman. I ought to keep walloping you."
    "Please don't," she begged.
    He continued to rub. "I won't, but only if you learned your lesson. Do you promise never to marry him again?"
    Beth snorted in amusement and Grover chuckled, seeming to realize as she did that the last part of that spanking was almost as pointless as it was sincere. He caressed her tender skin until she felt like she would pass out from the pleasure his touch brought her. Feeling the ache soothed by the same hand that caused it sent desire coursing through her body. She had never felt so raw and aroused. When he placed his hand on the back of her