Taken Hard by the Widow's Hired Gun: A Raw Historical Cowboy Second Chance Romance

I buried my husband and held this ranch alone ever since, and it is going under.
So I paid for a gun. That is all I told myself I was paying for.

Harrison rode back into my yard three weeks ago. He barely speaks. He watches everything.
Whatever is aimed at this place, he is aimed at me.
Last Sunday our hands met on the corral gate and neither pulled back. By dark he had me in the hayloft.
He took me hard and fast, and spanked me quiet when I said his name too loud.

That is the shame of it. Not the loft. That I climbed the ladder again on Monday unasked.
He looks at me across the yard and I lose the thread of whatever I was saying.

The threats are closer tonight and he told me to come up after supper.
Bared. Bent over the hay. Spanked until I stop denying it. Possessed until there is nothing of the widow left.
This county ruins a widow who takes her hired man to bed, the ranch is a month from gone, and I am up that ladder before the plates are cleared.
What is left of my name if they find out? What is left of me if I stop climbing?

A full-length historical western rough claiming and spanking submission erotic novel featuring a widowed rancher and the gunman on her payroll.