Riding The Headless Horseman (Sexy Sleepy Hollow, #1)

by Molly Likovich

He spanks me. Hard. I cry out from the sudden, and unfamiliar pain. “Behave, little mortal. I told you I do not want to punish you, but I will.”

An eight-foot-tall man clad all in black, muscles so big that his clothes stretch taut across his body, and nothing but that goddamn pumpkin on his shoulders.

“What do I call you?” I whisper, growing breathless, my eyes still closed. “Master.”

“Stand,” he says, “undress.” I remain seated, tits out, before The Headless Horseman. Weirdest Halloween yet, that’s for sure. “Arletta, I told you to obey me.” “And if I don’t?” “Then I will punish you.”

I’m aroused by a monster from legend. Figures. “Yes,” Arletta,” he growls. “I have every intention of fucking you relentlessly tonight.”