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Season's Spankings
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An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication
www.ellorascave.com
Season’s Spankings
ISBN # 1-4199-0867-7
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Season’s Spankings Copyright© 2006 Evangeline Anderson
Edited by Shannon Combs.
Photography and cover art by Les Byerley.
Electronic book Publication: November 2006
This book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in part by any means existing without written
permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.® 1056 Home Avenue, Akron OH 44310-
3502.
This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales
is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.
Content Advisory:
S – ENSUOUS
E – ROTIC
X - TREME
Ellora’s Cave Publishing offers three levels of Romantica™ reading entertainment: S (S-ensuous), E (E-
rotic), and X (X-treme).
The following material contains graphic sexual content meant for mature readers. This story has been
rated E–rotic.
S- ensuous love scenes are explicit and leave nothing to the imagination.
E- rotic love scenes are explicit, leave nothing to the imagination, and are high in volume per the overall
word count. E-rated titles might contain material that some readers find objectionable—in other words,
almost anything goes, sexually. E-rated titles are the most graphic titles we carry in terms of both sexual
language and descriptiveness in these works of literature.
X- treme titles differ from E-rated titles only in plot premise and storyline execution. Stories designated
with the letter X tend to contain difficult or controversial subject matter not for the faint of heart.
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S EASON S S PANKINGS
Evangeline Anderson
Evangeline Anderson
Chapter One
Lucky Starr knew just what she wanted for Christmas—a one-night stand with her
hot, unobtainable boss. The question was how to go about getting it. She’d tried being
excellent at her job and doing everything that was asked of her, but that hadn’t done
her any good. Then she’d tried being sweetly confused and asking for extra help after
office hours were over but her boss, a tall, dark and reserved hunk of man by the name
of Eric Payne, didn’t respond to that tactic either. Then Lucky had gotten a flash—
maybe being bad at her job might work.
For the last week she’d been making obvious mistakes in her work as a CPA for the
accounting firm of Smythe, Forest, and Starr—mistakes that would have cost her
company’s clients a fortune if Mr. Payne hadn’t found them. But of course, Lucky had
known he would. That was the whole idea.
She stood in the middle of Eric Payne’s office, looking down at the toes of her
sensible, low business heels and trying to appear distraught when in fact, she was full
of nervous excitement inside. Finally, finally he was noticing her as more than just
another employee.
Of course, most people wouldn’t have considered being called on the carpet a good
way to be noticed, but Lucky would take what she could get—she was a girl on a
mission. She planned to have Eric Payne one way or another by Christmas and have
him out of her system by the new year. And if she had to get him mad to do it, so much
the better. There were fewer strings attached to angry sex and Lucky definitely didn’t
want any strings.
“What the hell were you thinking, Lucinda?” Her boss’s deep voice reverberated
through her, making Lucky quiver inside. No one but Mr. Payne called her by her real
first name—her friends and family had been calling her Lucky for as long as she could
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remember. But when Eric Payne pronounced her name, she felt a strange tingle down
deep inside, a tingle that made her nibble her lush lower lip and breathe a little faster.
“I…I don’t know, Mr. Payne,” she murmured, daring to look up through her lashes
at the anger bubbling just below the surface in his dark eyes. Eric Payne stood almost
six foot three to her five foot six and he towered over her now as he paced the room in
front of his desk.
“This latest error on the Gellman account was the most asinine I’ve seen you make
yet. A child could have avoided it. And you used to be such a diligent worker. What
happened?”
What happened was that being diligent didn t get me anywhere , Lucky thought giving
him another glance from the corner of her eye. There was no doubt that Mr. Payne was
an impressive figure of a man. Besides his height, he was built—but not in an over-
pumped, spends-his-life-in-the-gym kind of way. No, he looked more like a boxer with
his big hands and hard body, not to mention the curving white scar just above his
upper lip. Lucky longed to nibble that scar, to taste his narrow but sensual mouth, but
the closest she’d gotten was the tongue-lashing she was presently receiving.
Part of the problem, she was sure, was that her doting uncle St. John Starr was one
of the senior partners of the firm. Not many employees were willing to take on the
boss’s niece, no matter how tempting she might be and Lucky knew she could be plenty
tempting when she felt like it. She had strawberry blonde hair that couldn’t decide if it
wanted to be straight or curly, big gray-green eyes and a lush, curvy figure that was the
antithesis of thin. She knew she didn’t look like a supermodel but then again, she didn’t
want to. Let other women starve to get rid of their boobs or ass—Lucky liked hers.
“I’m not sure what happened, Mr. Payne,” she murmured, flicking her eyes up to
his again and trying to suppress the naughty smile that was playing around the corner
of her full mouth. “I…I guess I was thinking of other things. I’m sorry.” The insincere
apology didn’t do a thing for his temper.
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