Spank 'em Cowboy

By Samantha Cayto

Attending her sister's San Antonio wedding, sensible California gal Tara O'Malley's only hope is to survive the overdone affair without a wardrobe malfunction.

Rodeo salesman, Rob, can't resist helping a damsel in distress. The voluptuous lady tantalizes his dominant nature, and he wants to take her for the ride of her life.

Whether it's the sultry San Antonio night, or simply her tight dress cutting off the oxygen to her brain, the lure of submitting to the commanding Texan may prove more tempting than she can resist.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Decadent Publishing
• Release date: Oct 7, 2012
• ISBN: 9781613333952

Samantha Cayto

Samantha Cayto is a Boston-area native who practices as a business lawyer by day while writing erotic romance at night—the steamier the better. She likes to push the envelope when it comes to writing about passion and is delighted other women agree that guy-on-guy sex is the hottest ever. She lives a typical suburban life with her husband, three kids and four dogs. Her children don't understand why they can't read what she writes, but her husband is always willing to lend her a hand—and anything else—when she needs to choreograph a scene.

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Spank ’em Cowboy

Smashwords Edition

Copyright © 2012 by Samantha Cayto

ISBN: 978-1-61333-395-2

Cover art by Nicole Austin

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~DEDICATION~

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Chapter One

I give them five years, tops, Tara murmured into the other bridesmaid’s ear as they watched the bride and groom cut the cake.

Keri choked on her mouthful of champagne and turned to her, wide-eyed. Don’t say such a thing! She’s your sister and my dear friend. I think they make the perfect couple, she added primly before cheering with the rest of the room.

With a shrug, she downed the last of her own glass and slipped away. She should have kept her mouth shut. Before the reception ended, Keri, of the slim figure and big mouth, would probably repeat her awful prediction to the other bridesmaids. Eventually word would spread to her sister, Gina, and of course, to she-who-must-be-obeyed, AKA Mom. Her ears began to throb at the very thought of the tongue lashing she’d have to endure. Oh well, the damage was done.

She’d smiled through months of wedding plans, dress fittings, and parties. Hadn’t complained when she’d been stuffed into a strapless, shantung silk dress that draped beautifully on all of Gina’s willowy friends, but clung precariously to her ample form by virtue of Spanx, two-sided dress tape, and the grace of God. Every intake of breath threatened the integrity of the fabric and every exhalation felt as if a python squeezed the life out of her. Her gasps for air were drowned out by the agonized screams of her feet as