Miss Sapphire's Wedding Night

By Sarah M. Anderson

Judge Gerard Hobson has married the former Jewel Miss Sapphire—now the perfectly respectable Mrs. Sadie Hobson. How to celebrate this joyous event? Why, with a wedding night neither of them will forget.

This short story picks up where His Sapphire (The Jeweled Ladies #4) ends, with Judge Hobson and Miss Sapphire reunited and beginning their happily-ever-after in a honeymoon suite with a big bed, a wedding dress, and rope. Lots of rope.

Content Warning: Rope. Lots of rope. This story also includes flogging, more rope, submission, a joyous D/s reunion and the promise of a long, happy marriage where everyone gets exactly what they want.

"Dear @TheMaggieChase His Sapphire is amazing read." - @JenniferRNN (Jennifer Porter, Romance Novel News)

"One of the most amazing erotica series I have ever read." - Erin Penn, Goodreads

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sarah M. Anderson
• Release date: Apr 3, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393995753

Sarah M. Anderson

I spent my childhood wandering through the woods behind our house, pretending to be an Indian. Later, when I fully discovered horses, it prompted my mother the history teacher to put anything and everything about the High Plains tribes into my hands. This infatuation lasted for over a decade. At some point, I got away from Indians. My mother blames boys. I discovered Victorian novels and didn't look back - not for almost two decades. I got a Bachelor's of Arts in English from Truman State University and a Master's of Arts in English from The Ohio State University. And through it all, I knew I wanted to write novels. I just had no idea how to do it. It took a caffeine-fueled car trip with my 92-year-old grandmother and two-year-old son in July of 2007 to awaken my Muse. That story would become my first book as I figured out how, exactly, one writes a novel. Let's just say the learning curve was steep. One character led to another, and before long, I found my characters out in South Dakota, among the Lakota Sioux tribe. Modern-day cowboys, who are the Indians - without planning it this way, I find myself writing about the people and places that held my imagination throughout my childhood. In 2010, I sold my first novel, the award-winning Indian Princess, to Stacy Boyd of Harlequin Desire. The book will be released in 2012. Stay tuned for more updates! I live in Illinois with my husband, son, Jake the Three-Legged Wonder Wiener dog, and Gater the Four-Legged Mutt. I am a writer and editor at Mark Twain Media, Inc., an educational publishing company. I am a member of Romance Writers of America, the Chicago-North RWA, Women Writing the West, and the International Association for the Study of Popular Romance. When not chasing my son around or tweaking my books, I attempt to read, knit, and occasionally complete a home improvement project in my historical 1895 Queen Anne house. Sarah loves to hear from readers via her email: [e-mail]

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Miss Sapphire’s Wedding Night (The Jeweled Ladies #4.5), Copyright © 2017 by Maggie Chase, Sarah M. Anderson

Edited by Tasha Harrison, The Dirty Editor and Mary Dieterich

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Who would have thought that Miss Sapphire Bleu would be married to Judge Gerard Hobson by a Lutheran minister in Kentucky, of all places?

But that’s what happened. In the end, Sadie got married in a dress she borrowed from May. She stood in the lovely parlor of Aunt Ethel’s house, surrounded by her sisters and the families that they were making for themselves. Truly, they didn’t need her anymore. May and Lucy were engaged and Daisy was courting and Lily and Junie were doing well in school. She had given them something more than motherly love. She had given her sisters the security with which to find their own way.

And now she was free. Free from jail and free from worry. They didn’t need her anymore.

But Gerard did.

… Man and wife, Pastor Lucas, May’s intended, said as he closed his bible with a snap. You may now kiss the bride.

She was married. She turned towards Gerard—her husband —and felt her head swim with the wonder of it all. She’s never dreamed that this would happen, that he would come for her. That she would be respectable enough to be married in front of her sisters.

She was so overwhelmed that she was momentarily frozen, but then Gerard leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss against her lips. Her eyes fluttered shut and one word formed in her mind. His . She was his. No matter what happened next, she belonged to him.

His lips moved to her cheek and then he was whispering in her ear. If we were alone, I’d bend you over my knee and spank you until you begged for release.

A shiver raced over her body as he leaned back and smiled that secret smile, just for her. But he did no such thing, of course. He was merely torturing her, making her wait for