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Despite not having a great start in life, Seraphina Moon never gave up hope that good fortune would smile upon her. Just when things are looking most dire for her, she is whisked off to a new life at Primrose Park, home of Lady Tempest Knox and her husband, James.When it is time for Seraphina to be married, Lady Tempest knows there is only one person up to the task—Lady Ambrosia, Matchmaker to the Discerning. Dr. Lucas Spencer, the most eligible bachelor in the village of Briar Glen, is shocked by the lengths to which the local ladies – and their mothers – will go to ensnare him in marriage. Looking for a proper bride to share his life, he contacts Lady Ambrosia.Seraphina has never met a man as handsome as Lucas and when he boldly informs her that marriage to him will include firm discipline, Seraphina’s heart melts for her stern husband.

Lucas and Seraphina are well on their way to happily ever after. But, will a secret from Seraphina’s past tear them apart forever?

This is book three in the Regency Matchmaker Series but can be enjoyed as a standalone.

EXCERPT:

“This very important lesson,” he said, resuming his exploration of her nether region, “is for you to realize, your body belongs to me. And should I wish to gaze upon your little pucker,” he said stroking his finger over the part of her anatomy which he had just mentioned, “or even down here into the slick folds of your womanhood, I shall do so.”

And as promised, he did. The heated longing, combined with embarrassment which Seraphina had felt at her husband’s exploration of her bottom hole, turned into searing heat and desire, as his finger probed further along the crevice and into the wetness which had gathered in her private womanly places.

“Oh my, it would appear you enjoy being across my lap, having your bottom spanked, having me look upon your private openings.”

“No, ‘tis not true,” Seraphina said, though as the words left her mouth she questioned their veracity, but she could never have the nerve to speak of enjoying such shenanigans as her husband had engaged in.

“I beg to differ, for this moisture here,” he ran his fingers along her thighs gathering up the wetness which had collected there, “is clear proof of your desire, proof of your enjoyment of the lessons I have been teaching you.”

“I do not know why moisture is there, it has never happened to me before.”

Lucas put his hand into her private parts, spreading her thighs apart a little further, so Seraphina felt the cool air inside the carriage as it wafted over her exposed parts. “This part of your body,” he said running his finger through her slick folds, “is called your cunny. And when you become aroused, such as when your husband spanks you, or kisses you, or you think naughty thoughts, your cunny will become wet with your arousal. This slickness will make it easier when we engage in marital congress.”

As if to demonstrate even more of his authority over her, Lucas pushed one finger into the tight opening of her womanly core. Seraphina gasped and grabbed hold of his calf to steady herself. “Seraphina, you are absolutely soaking wet in here.”

“I am sorry, but I do not know how to stop the wetness. It just keeps coming.”

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