What Eva Needs: The Eva Series, Book One

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When Eva sets out to fulfill her desires, will Marco be the man who can give her what she needs?

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She goes by the name Eva when she’s exploring her deepest desires. A wife and mother, Eva craves punishment, wants someone to spank her and do it well, something her husband is unwilling to do. But with his permission, she seeks and finds a man willing to give her the discipline she’s lacked – a handsome stranger named Marco, who is both aroused and intrigued by this mysterious woman whose husband is OK with Eva finding someone to fulfill her need. Marco soon discovers that Eva’s husband has a craving of his own – to watch as his wife finds an outlet for her desires from another man. During this steamy, contemporary story about innermost passions, three lives converge and are enriched by humor, pleasure and love.
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Chapter One

Eva

I rang the doorbell. I hadn’t been sure, until that moment, that I actually would.? I was unaccountably proud of myself for a second, until I remembered that this was really only the first step, and probably the easiest for that matter. So then I stood there and tried to breathe normally and look “cool,” which is not something I am adept at doing even under the most unintimidating circumstances.

Actually, this wasn’t really the first step; it was the culmination of lots of tiny, seemingly insignificant baby steps that added up to this one terrifying but exciting moment, but I didn’t have time to ponder that much longer because I could hear somebody unlocking the door, and then it swung open abruptly.

The man who opened it was taller than me but not terribly tall. He had short dark hair, which of course I already knew, his face was nice-looking, and familiar from the few pictures we had shared. I did note that he looked even better in person than in the pictures, which I hoped was also true of me. Photogenic I am not, but I had done my best to look reasonably nice. Longish black skirt, lo- cut red top, light make up?but no one would ever confuse me for anything other than what I was: a mid-thirties soccer mom who was thoroughly out of her depth.

“Hello,” he said pleasantly. “Come on in.”

I stepped over his threshold into a perfectly normal looking entryway and realized I hadn’t said anything at all to that point. I probably should, right?

“You must be Marco. At least I hope so, since you just let me into your house,” I said stupidly.

Fortunately, he? smiled.

“I am. But I’m afraid you never told me what to call you…?” he arched one eyebrow in a questioning expression.

“I’m Eva,” I said quickly, giving him the alias I had picked for myself a few weeks ago.? Actually, I had wanted to be Eve, because I was planning to eat from the Tree of Knowledge, but I had a colleague named Eve, and I didn’t particularly want to be reminded of her in this situation. Eva was close enough.

“Eva. Lovely. Any last name, Eva?”

I almost laughed out loud. What was I, an idiot? I wasn’t even using my real email address for this.? I gave him my nicest smile. “No last name, Marco.”

“No last name, then,” he smiled again.?? “Let’s go into the living room.”

He led the way to a nice, normal-looking couch in a well-appointed living room. I perched beside him and propped my enormous neutral-tone Coach bag next to my thigh. It was heavy and bulky, full of the detritus of a middle-class life with a family of five. It was practically standard-issue among my friends and co-workers, and it formed a powerful link to my real life outside Marco’s living room, a link that I realized I needed to make even more apparent now.

“Oh, I almost forgot! I need to make a quick call, if you don’t mind,” I said hastily, digging in my bag for my cell phone.

“Of course I don’t mind. Do you mind if I ask whom you’re calling?”

I stopped suddenly, surprisingly pleased by his proper use of grammar. He was an educated deviant! “My husband,” I said, resuming my searching through the ridiculous odds and ends I lugged around all day. “I promised him I would call when I got here, and then again when we’re?.done.”

Marco looked distinctly shocked by this, but he moved to cover it quickly. I had a moment of panic at the thought that he wouldn’t allow this; if that was the case, I would have to leave. I mean, this was just basic safety. Miguel and I had discussed it and agreed. I wasn’t trying to end up on the evening news here.

But instead he only nodded, his mouth a firm line. “Of course,” he said again. “Would you prefer to make that call in private?”

“I don’t think that’ll be necessary,” I said smoothly, finally pulling my cell phone out of the cavernous depths of my bag. He leaned back and crossed his arms over his chest, watching me with an unreadable expression. I called Miguel’s number and he answered on the first ring; no doubt he was waiting for me.

“I’m here,” was all I said.

“You are? Is everything okay?” he said anxiously. I closed my eyes at the sound of his voice; he sounded like my home, like everything that was safe and known. There was no doubt that I loved him. I had loved him for 15 years. Unfortunately for him, safe and known were two things I had had quite enough of?

But fortunately for me, he seemed to understand that.

“I’m fine. I just got here, and we’re just talking. Is everything okay at home?”

“Great. I’ve declared it movie night, so?.you know.”

Yes, I did know. We could communicate about our shared life in such vague terms, because that was just how it was. I knew.

“Got it. Well, I love you, and I’ll call again when I’m ready to leave.”

“I love you too. Be careful, and have fun.”

“I will,” I said, then pressed end call and looked up to find Marco still looking at me with a serious expression. I shoved the phone back in my purse and held up my hands.

“All set. I’m all yours,” I said, and Marco smiled tightly.

“So you are,” he said. “But I have to say, that was?unexpected.”

I raised my eyebrows. “Was it? I told you I married when we were still just emailing.”

He nodded in agreement. “You did. That part wasn’t surprising. But you called him? Apparently he knows where you are, and why?”

I nodded and tried to give him my most confident smile. “Of course. He knows, and he’s very supportive.”

“Really?” Marco said. “Do you have an open marriage, Eva?”

“No,” I said honestly. “We’ve been faithful to each other for our entire marriage, but I got married sort of young. There are some things both of us want to explore, so?” I shrugged.

“Wow. That’s pretty unusual, in my experience,” Marco said easily. He seemed to be more relaxed now that I had explained this. “It’s sort of refreshing to hear, actually.”

“What, that marriage isn’t the sexual wasteland single people seem to think it is?” I said, trying for a playful tone. “It’s not, or it shouldn’t be. We’re very happily married, but we both recognize that there’s more out there. There’s some things I want to try, some things he wants to try, some things we may try together.”

“Wow,” he said again, then reached over to the side table and picked up a wine glass and a bottle of wine. He poured a little into the glass and held it up like he was making a toast. “To Eva and?.” He stopped and raised his eyebrows again.

I giggled. “Miguel,” I told him.

“To Eva and Miguel, who recognize that there’s more out there,” he said with a flourish and a bright grin.? I laughed along with him.

“Do you want some wine?” he asked, producing another glass.

“No, thank you. I don’t drink much, really, and I’m far too nervous.”

“Fair enough. Let me know if you change your mind, or if you want anything different. Water, or something.”

“I will.”

“Okay,” he nodded, then set his wineglass down and ran his hands down his jean-covered thighs, like he was drying them. I wondered if he was nervous, too. “Now,” he continued smoothly. “We have some things to discuss. The first time someone comes over it’s usually a great deal of talking, actually.”

“Absolutely,” I agreed. I had been prepared for this; had even assured Miguel that this would probably be more like a business meeting than anything else.?

“First thing’s first, Eva. I’d like to know a little more about why you’re here, what you want and don’t want, that sort of thing.”

I felt my eyes grow wide. Even after all the nights I had spent furtively watching internet videos, my discussions with Miguel and our amateur explorations of my fetish, even after filling out the on-line form seeking someone like Marco and communicating with him via email to set up this meeting, I still had a hard time verbalizing what I wanted.? But he was looking at me expectantly, and I figured that if I couldn’t say it then he might refuse to do it, so I had better speak up. I took a deep breath.

“Okay. I have sort of a fascination with being spanked. I don’t know why, but I’ve always been that way. It’s definitely sexual for me, and that’s why I’m here. I mean?Miguel has spanked me, because I’ve asked him to, but it’s my fantasy, not his. I just thought maybe it would be different with someone who was?more into it, I guess,” I stopped my awkward, halting explanation and looked up hopefully.

“Well, I’m definitely into it, Eva. Tell me what you like about it. I assume you’ve watched movies or videos?”

“Oh yeah. Hundreds. I’ve practically had sex with my iPad at this point,” I giggled. “That’s how I found you, remember?”

He smiled. “Of course I remember. What? videos do you like the most? What turns you on and what doesn’t?”

?I drew my legs up under me and turned to face him. This was where things would have to get graphic, but maybe if I looked comfortable I could fool both of us.? “Sooo? for whatever reason, the videos I like the most are the ones that seem like real punishment. I don’t have any kind of explanation for this. I wasn’t spanked as a kid, and I don’t have daddy issues. I just?it turns me on if there’s an element of real fear and pain involved, but conversely I want to feel safe and trusting of the person doing it. I know that may not make much sense.”

“It doesn’t have to make sense. If that’s what it means to you, then that’s all that matters. Do you and Miguel use a safe word?”

“No. We don’t need one, honestly. I know that sounds totally lame, but we have little kids. We can’t be too outrageously loud because we don’t want to wake them up, so I don’t think he’s ever hit me for as long or as hard as either of us could stand. He doesn’t want to make me scream or cry or anything, so I’ve never been close to having to use a safe word even if we had one. But if I told him to stop I know he would.”

“So you don’t really know how much pain you can take. He’s never taken you to the limits of what you can bear.”

“No,” I agreed in a whisper.

“What has he spanked you with? Has he left marks?”

“Just some bruises. He’s used?” I looked up at the ceiling and ticked off the answers on my fingers. “His hand, his belt, a paddle he bought, but it’s a pretty light one. That’s it.”

?“Do you squirm? Does he have to hold you down?”

“I squirm when it hurts. He reads my body language and lets up when I do, so no, he’s never really held me down.”

“Would you like him to? Or would you like me to?”

Well, NOW I was squirming. “Yes,” I admitted, feeling blood rush to my face.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed, Eva. And I can tell you now: when I spank you, you will squirm. I will probably find it necessary to hold you down. It is highly likely that you will both scream and cry, and there will definitely be bruises. Is that all acceptable to you?”

Oh my God. I had been sure to wear nice, clean underwear, and now they were all wet. “That’s all?fine. I just don’t want my skin to be broken. Bruises and other superficial marks are okay.”

“Agreed. I won’t break your skin. What else don’t you like? Any positions that are off limits?”

“I don’t like the diaper position. It’s creepy. I’m not sure about the wheelbarrow position, either.”

“Fine. Although you might reconsider on the wheelbarrow position. It can be fun.”

I shrugged; apparently we had entered hard core negotiations already. “We’ll see. I’ll give it a soft no for now.”

“Soft no it is, then,” he said with a smile. “How about implements?”

“I’m open to trying any of them, you just have to keep in mind that I’m not sure how much pain I can stand. I’ve never endured anything worse than a particularly troubling splinter.”

“Well, you had kids.”

“With epidurals!” I said with a laugh. Marco was actually kind of fun to talk to. If we had met at work or a kids’ soccer game we could have easily become friends.

Instead I had given him a fake name and he was promising to spank me until I screamed. What can I say: life is weird.

“Okay, so as it stands we have most positions on the table, and any implements are fair game until further notice. Clothes on or off?”

“I?I was sort of hoping there would be a progression,” I stammered.

“Starting clothed. I agree. Unless I’m punishing you, and then you’ll be stripped naked.”

My jaw dropped, and I’m sure the color drained from my face, because Marco started talking again almost immediately. “That’s only much later,” he said quickly. “And only if you want to carry on in that direction. Then, if you feel like you need or want it, we can discuss it further. For now: clothes on.”? He smiled and shook his head apologetically. “I’m sorry, Eva, I’m getting ahead of myself. I’m very much looking forward to this, you understand.”

?I looked down where my hands were knotted in my lap. I was looking forward to it, too, but I didn’t want to say so. Even though I had gone through considerable trouble to seek this out it still seemed crazy to admit that particular desire out loud.

“Moving on, then,” he continued. “Anything else you don’t like or that is definitely off limits?”

That snapped me back to the present conversation. “Well, I’m really only interested in traditional spanking, I guess. I don’t get turned on by someone spanking my hands, feet, or anything like that. And I don’t want to be slapped in the face or hit in any other way, actually.”

“I assume you don’t want your breasts hit, then.”

“No!” I said emphatically, crossing my arms over my chest.

“I understand. No hitting except in a traditional spanking, as you call it. What’s your position on touching in other ways?”

I felt my heart speed up. “Like?”

“Fingering you while I’m spanking you. Anal play. Penetrating you with toys. Touching your breasts but not hitting them?” He listed these in a voice that was low and smooth. It made me think of the strong, sweet coffee Miguel made me every morning, but I tried to dismiss that comparison from my mind as quickly as possible.

“I?I’m not going to agree or disagree to any of those straight off the bat,” I said slowly. “I would rather see how the rest of this evening goes, and play it by ear.”

The corner of his mouth twitched. “You surprise me, Eva,” he admitted.

“Really? Do most people refuse all of that immediately?”

“Most people don’t call their significant others as soon as they get here, and if they are romantically involved with someone else, they draw lines in the sand pretty quickly, so to speak,” he explained.

“Well?” I shrugged. I already knew Miguel and I were unusual. “I just don’t know enough to make an informed decision yet.”

“That’s wise, I think. Tonight will not include any of those things, and you can make up your mind as we continue.”

“Okay,” I said. My voice came out in a little squeak, because at the word “tonight” a spark of fear had shot through me. Was that it? Was he going to spank me now?

“Now,” he said, as anticipation ripped through me like fire, “do you have any questions for me?”

Oh?.we’re still talking. I couldn’t decide if I was relieved or disappointed. But I quickly remembered that I did have questions for him. In fact, I had a whole list, including some Miguel had insisted I ask.

“Do you provide after care?” I asked.

“I do, to varying degrees. That can get rather intimate, so it depends on the individual and their specific needs and wants. But for you, Eva, I think that the answer will be yes.”?

It probably took me a full minute after that answer to collect myself enough to move on to my second question.

“And do you want me to use a safe word?”

?“Absolutely. You’ve given me a huge amount of leeway, so you need a foolproof way to communicate to me. If you are getting close to the maximum you can stand I would like you to say “almost,” and if you can’t take any more I would like you to say “stop.”

I couldn’t help it: I burst out laughing. “STOP??” I said incredulously. “That’s your safe word?”

Marco smiled the way you would at a small child who had just told an idiotic joke. “A safe word doesn’t have to be unusual or crazy. It just has to get the point across. I think ‘stop’ is simple and easy to remember. Did you have something you would prefer to use, Eva?”

I snorted through my laughter.? “Oh, I don’t know. Gnocchi, muy caliente, supercallfragilisticexpealadocious?.”

He laughed; a low, vaguely threatening sound, and cracked his knuckles. “Oh, Eva. You are really testing my patience with this conversation.”

I smiled wickedly; I could see that I was getting under his skin. My sharp humor had always been my secret weapon. “But what if I say “stop” when I really mean “don’t stop?””

Marco had the nerve to roll his eyes at me. “Then it’s better to be safe than sorry, Eva. Although if that becomes a bad habit there will be punishment. Safe words are serious.”

That sobered me quickly, and I choked back the rest of my giggles, then cleared my throat. “Okay, almost and stop. Got it.”

“Good. Anything else?”

“Um, yes, actually. Obviously, I’m here alone tonight, and certainly can plan to be here alone again in the future if we both agree. But would you ever be open to?”

“Yes, Eva?” he prodded, looking curious.

“To letting Miguel come. To watch.”

His jaw dropped open, and I had a momentary feeling of pride that I had managed to shock him yet again.

“Your husband would like to watch another man spank your ass?” he asked incredulously.

“Oh yes, I believe he would,” I answered in my most prim southern-belle voice.

“I?guess I would have to leave that particular door open. I have no specific argument against that, if it’s what you both want.”

“Fantastic. And if, hypothetically, he does come to watch, would you have any objection if he fucked me afterward? In your house?”

There was a long silence. Marco was beyond looking surprised at anything I was saying. Now his dark eyes were smoldering. “If I say yes, will I be watching? Or?participating?” he asked, and I thought I detected a hopeful note in his voice.

I let my eyes wander over him for a moment. He was lean, maybe a little taller and heavier than Miguel, but not huge. His dark hair and brown sugar colored skin were what had made me pick him out of the dozens of men who had responded to my request. Well, that and the fact that he sounded the least likely to end up burying me in a shallow grave. But what Marco couldn’t know was that his tallish-dark-and-handsome Latino good looks appealed to Miguel every bit as much as they did to me.

“It’s certainly possible that you could watch, and possibly participate as well,” I finally said softly.

Marco looked down and smiled. “Well, Eva. I must say this conversation has been even more enlightening then I had imagined.”

“I know. I sprung quite a bit on you there at the end.”

He shook his head. “Not at all. You’ve given me a great deal to look forward to, if the evening continues to go well.

I took a deep breath. There it was again: a reference to the real reason we were here. He was going to spank me, and if we both liked it we were going to make a date to do it again. And again, presumably. For someone who’s calendar was dotted with dentist appointments, soccer practice, work meetings and parent-teacher conferences, this was definitely a shocking prospect. Yet I had no one else to blame for it but myself.

Marco did that running-his-hands-down-his-thighs motion again.? I looked at his hands as he did. They looked strong, and I thought I felt myself shudder slightly.

“Well, if that’s all the questions you have?” he began.

“I think that was all,” I agreed.

“Then, if you’re ready?” he stood up and held a hand out to me.

“Oh?” I glanced at his outstretched hand, and gulped. “We’re not staying here?”

“I usually use the bedroom. It’s more comfortable. More private. But if that bothers you?”

“Oh, no. That’s fine,” I said quickly. I reached for his hand, which had seemed like unnecessary chivalry a moment ago but now seemed absolutely essential because I wasn’t entirely sure I was going to get to my feet otherwise.

He held my hand the whole way to his bedroom. It seemed sort of sweet until I remembered that he was bringing me back there to beat my ass, presumably until I essentially begged him to stop. I tried to ignore the fact that I was more enticed by that prospect then by the gentlemanly offering of his hand.

The bedroom looked as unassuming as the rest of the house. It seemed slightly cooler, and the lights were dim. I glanced at the clock, at his watch on the nightstand, at all the mundane details. I was safe here, right? Miguel kept his watch on the nightstand, too.? I was surrounded by normalcy!

Marco was watching my eyes dart around his room. “You wouldn’t be the first person to come this far and decide to back out, Eva,” he said gently.

I turned back to him quickly and fixed him with a hard stare. I hoped I was conveying how tough I was, even though my hands were shaking. “Well, Marco. Daddy didn’t raise no quitters,” I told him serenely.?

He grinned. He was older than me, almost Miguel’s age, but he looked very boyish with his face lit up by that smile, and I felt my face mirror his.

“All right, then, as long as you’re sure,” he said, and sat on the edge of his bed. I just stood there mutely, waiting.?

“Let’s review a few things,” Marco continued. “What are your safe words?”

“Almost and stop,” I said obediently, suppressing a giggle. This was probably not the best time for my smart assery.

“Very good. You can slow the intensity or stop it altogether with those two words. Nothing else, not kicking or screaming or begging, will have any effect on what I’m doing to you. Understand?”

Holy shit. “I understand.”

“But you should also know that trying to blatantly interfere in any way, such as reaching your hands back or trying to block my hands, is not allowed, and grounds for punishment.”

“Oh, so?” I looked around the room again, suddenly feeling confused.

“Yes?”

“So you’re not punishing me now?”

“No. I have no reason to. This is just us getting to know each other, and for mutual satisfaction.”

“Right,” I breathed. It was just so hard for me to submit to something like this without thinking that I was being punished. Because otherwise what was my reasoning?? It all went back to the question of why I found this so exciting, and I could never figure that out myself. But I would probably need more than Marco and his bed to uncover those secrets. I would probably need a psychiatrist and a couch.

“Eva?”? Marco was saying, sounding impatient.

I jerked back to attention at the sound of Marco’s voice. I wondered how many times he had just called me “Eva” and I had ignored him.

“Oh, sorry. I was just?distracted.”

“Everything we’re doing is still okay with you, though?”

“Sure. Yes.”

“All right. Then I would like to have you over my knee,” he said calmly. I noticed that he was rolling his sleeves up, and I was momentarily entranced by the slow, meticulous exposure of his arms.

“Okay. Sure,” I said again.

“Eva!” he said sharply, and I jumped.

“What? Sorry, I?”

“Got distracted? Are you nervous?” he demanded.

“Well, um?yes. I think so.”

“It would be extremely odd if you weren’t, Eva.? But I think we’re ready to proceed, and I want you over my knee. Now.”

I walked over to the side of the bed where he was sitting. He reached up and put his hands on my hips, then guided me over his lap.? My upper body and head were resting on the bed, and he wrapped his arm around my upper thighs to reposition my hips where he wanted them. Then he crossed his legs underneath me so that my butt was arched in the air. I exhaled shakily.

“Okay?” he whispered. I nodded, and pressed my face into the bedspread.

“Turn your head so I can see your face, please, Eva.”

I did as he asked, then jumped as he rested his hand on my ass.? But he only cupped one cheek gently, giving it a soft squeeze, then moved to the other side while I silently thanked God for the extra lunges I had started doing a few weeks ago.? Then he brushed his hand lightly over my curves. It felt good; it was relaxing and soothing, and I gave myself over to it. In fact?if I shifted just right, wiggled just a little on his bent knee, I could press my clit against the hardness of his leg, and this felt soooo good.? I pressed against him and arched my back so my butt pushed up into his hand. So far I had no complaints.

Marco chuckled lightly. “Oh, Eva,” he said, “I see what you’re doing. You absolutely need this, don’t you?”

“Yessss,” I hissed softly, rocking my pelvis against him shamelessly.

“And your Miguel would enjoy this, you think? Watching his wife writhing on my lap?”

“He would be entranced, I think.”

“Definitely something to consider, then,” he said softly, and patted my butt gently. “I’m going to spank you now. Keep your hands in front of you on the bed. Ready?”

I placed my palms flat on the soft fabric of the bedspread on either side of my head and whispered “All rig

18 reviews for What Eva Needs: The Eva Series, Book One

  1. Laurel Lasky

    Eva aka Emilee wants to be spanked. Her husband Juan aka Miguel tried but it was hard for him, however agreed to let Emilee to find a Dom on line and she found Marco. There is a lot of discussion between Eve and Marco about the feelings involved, the whys, how to spank her. There are spankings, aftercare, sex with much descriptions of all the elements. There is also much humor and I enjoyed reading this somewhat different romance.

  2. Laurel Lasky

    Eva aka Emilee wants to be spanked. Her husband Juan aka Miguel tried but it was hard for him, however agreed to let Emilee to find a Dom on line and she found Marco. There is a lot of discussion between Eve and Marco about the feelings involved, the whys, how to spank her. There are spankings, aftercare, sex with much descriptions of all the elements. There is also much humor and I enjoyed reading this somewhat different romance.

  3. Laura

    Eva and Miguel have been married for fifteen years with three young kids. Their marriage is loving, though different from most in that Eva wants to be spanked hard and Miguel finds that he truly can not do this to the woman he adores. So they do the unconventional thing and contact Marco. Marco and Eva without Miguel at first meet and begin a journey together to mutual satisfaction for all. I\’m not going to go into more of the plot because I don\’t want to inadvertently say to much.

    This was a really enjoyable, hot and well written book. The author takes us on a journey that while probably different than 9/10 of the rest of us was fun to be a part of. The dialog flowed and the spanking were hot. I liked how the author wove all three characters together and at no time did it have an \”ick\” factor or tawdriness to it. This is the first book I\’ve read by Natalie Constantine but not the last. I would recommend this book to anyone who enjoys a hot bottom whether it be a character or your own.

  4. Laura


    Eva and Miguel have been married for fifteen years with three young kids. Their marriage is loving, though different from most in that Eva wants to be spanked hard and Miguel finds that he truly can not do this to the woman he adores. So they do the unconventional thing and contact Marco. Marco and Eva without Miguel at first meet and begin a journey together to mutual satisfaction for all. I’m not going to go into more of the plot because I don’t want to inadvertently say to much.

    This was a really enjoyable, hot and well written book. The author takes us on a journey that while probably different than 9/10 of the rest of us was fun to be a part of. The dialog flowed and the spanking were hot. I liked how the author wove all three characters together and at no time did it have an “”ick”” factor or tawdriness to it. This is the first book I’ve read by Natalie Constantine but not the last. I would recommend this book to anyone who enjoys a hot bottom whether it be a character or your own.

  5. charlie

    A different twist..loving wife, loving husband who understands his wife wants something he can\’t give her. She gets a little of that from a good man both husband and wife get to know. It works out so far, surely there is another book. It is not a cliff hanger, just has potential to go on.

  6. charlie

    A different twist..loving wife, loving husband who understands his wife wants something he can’t give her. She gets a little of that from a good man both husband and wife get to know. It works out so far, surely there is another book. It is not a cliff hanger, just has potential to go on.

  7. CJO

    This book was about a woman who seeks out, with her husband’s permission, another man to punish her, because her husband isn’t comfortable doing it himself, even though it’s what she really wants. It seems to actually enhance their own romance, and the three develop a relationship that gives each one what they need.

  8. CJO

    This book was about a woman who seeks out, with her husband’s permission, another man to punish her, because her husband isn’t comfortable doing it himself, even though it’s what she really wants. It seems to actually enhance their own romance, and the three develop a relationship that gives each one what they need.

  9. K Tyler

    Eva is married to a loving husband who is unable to fufill one of her deep desires. She wants to be spanked. He allows her to find someone able to provide her with what she needs and together they embark upon a journey that leaves all three satisfied. This was an interesting book worth the read.

  10. K Tyler

    Eva is married to a loving husband who is unable to fufill one of her deep desires. She wants to be spanked. He allows her to find someone able to provide her with what she needs and together they embark upon a journey that leaves all three satisfied. This was an interesting book worth the read.

  11. Juliette

    Something a little different from this author. Emily wants to be spanked hard by her husband Juan but Juan just can’t bring himself to meet her spanking needs. With Juan’s blessing, Emily finds a spanker to discipline her and they become Eva and Miguel. There is a great deal of dialogue that is often deep and meaningful and plenty of hot spanking and sexual action. I enjoyed this book and will certainly look for further works by this author.

  12. Juliette

    Something a little different from this author. Emily wants to be spanked hard by her husband Juan but Juan just can??t bring himself to meet her spanking needs. With Juan??s blessing, Emily finds a spanker to discipline her and they become Eva and Miguel. There is a great deal of dialogue that is often deep and meaningful and plenty of hot spanking and sexual action. I enjoyed this book and will certainly look for further works by this author.

  13. JK

    I found this to be a very enjoyable and exciting read! It was a different take on this genre for me. The whole \”letting your wife get her needs met\” thing wasn\’t at all what I had imagined it to be like. Instead it seemed heartfelt and loving. I really enjoyed this and would recommend it.

  14. JK

    “I found this to be a very enjoyable and exciting read! It was a different take on this genre for me. The whole “”letting your wife get her needs met”” thing wasn’t at all what I had imagined it to be like. Instead it seemed heartfelt and loving. I really enjoyed this and would recommend it.”

  15. anon

    This is a story about a couple that is very secure in their love for each other and In their knowledge of each other’s needs. Eva needs pain and her husband is not comfortable hurting her so they find someone who will. This is a story of being true to yourself. It’s also a story of how deep love should be. Mostly, it’s a feel good story.

  16. anon

    This is a story about a couple that is very secure in their love for each other and In their knowledge of each other??s needs. Eva needs pain and her husband is not comfortable hurting her so they find someone who will. This is a story of being true to yourself. It??s also a story of how deep love should be. Mostly, it??s a feel good story.

  17. Denise (verified owner)

    This is an amazing story of love, trust and fantasies needed. Sometimes fantasies are just that and sometimes they are needs. This is one of those times and that her husband loved her enough to share her is commendable. Another reviewer thought of Marco as a dominant, and i never thought of him that way. I think he was just like Eva, his fantasy is need based. Something he has to have in his life. Could i see Marco and Eva falling in love with each other, yes, which is why, i think, she got her husband involved; to stop that from happening. This is a book everyone should read, for the love alone it is worth it.

  18. Denise (verified owner)

    This is an amazing story of love, trust and fantasies needed. Sometimes fantasies are just that and sometimes they are needs. This is one of those times and that her husband loved her enough to share her is commendable. Another reviewer thought of Marco as a dominant, and i never thought of him that way. I think he was just like Eva, his fantasy is need based. Something he has to have in his life. Could i see Marco and Eva falling in love with each other, yes, which is why, i think, she got her husband involved; to stop that from happening. This is a book everyone should read, for the love alone it is worth it.

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