Jennifer Probst - Sex, Lies and Contracts

When I visited Newport, Rhode Island and strolled the famous Cliff Walk, I looked at the gorgeous mansions high above the ocean and wondered what it would feel like to live there. I suddenly had a flash of my heroine, standing in the pouring rain, looking to escape her own emotional and physical prison. Later on, when I took a sunset sail, my hero appeared beside me: a true sailor who loved the water; alone; searching for his soul-mate. My story was suddenly born.

Julianna and Jack have much to teach each other about trust, letting go of control, and connecting on a deep physical level. I hope you enjoy reading about their journey as much as I enjoyed writing about them.

Julianna Elizabeth Waters is an old fashioned spinster desperate to break out of her sexual constraints. When her sexy gardener offers her a naughty bargain to belong to him, body and soul, she does things she always imagined of. Being dominated, controlled and spanked have never felt so good..

You must marry her.

Jack Alexander Woodward crossed one boot over another and leaned back in his leather chair. He glanced at the delicate woman across the room who shot fierce sparks of fury from her amber eyes. Hed been told by many women his mouth had a natural sulky pout made for sex, but those same lips were able to form a sneer that could intimidate the most demanding of females.

Unfortunately, the woman before him was his mother, and not the least bit afraid.

Rachelle will be the perfect wife for you. Ive been patient with you, Jack.

Victoria Woodward set her teacup onto the rose bordered china plate and gave him the look she had designed from years of raising her only son. Ive let you go a bit wild and almost ruin the family name. Ive been silent regarding your messy affairs and your crazy dreams of sailing the seas. But enough is enough, my dear. You will marry Rachelle by the end of the month and take your rightful place. You will have a son and pass down the family legacy to him.

He remembered being little and easily admonished by her strict tone. His mother always managed to make him behave by some mysterious womanly power. He fought the urge to fidget in his chair and reminded himself he was thirty two years old, far past the age when he should listen to his mother. Yet, strange fear bubbled within as he looked into her face. Ever since his father passed away, shed focused on obtaining Jack the perfect wife. At first, he thought it was a logical reaction to her husband leaving her alone. But as the months passed and she insisted on parading a bunch of rich, blue-blood sharks before him, he realized there could be more to the story.

A story with an ending he didnt particularly want.

Mother, dont get me wrong. I understand you want me to settle down and marry. But I need to do this on my own terms. I dont want some suitable companion who looks good on paper. I dont want a breeder. I want someone I can love.

Her eyes softened and pressure eased from his chest. But her words slammed through him like the proverbial nail in his own personal coffin.

Jack, were out of time. If you dont get married by the end of the month, your cousin will take over Castle Point. You will lose everything. The house, the money, the company. Everything.

She took advantage of his stunned silence and continued. I didnt want you to know what your father had done. He was worried about youabout the legacy. He saw a man who didnt want to grow up and assume responsibility, so he decided to take matters into his own hands. Your cousin is willing to settle down. Bryce is next in line, and hes not afraid to get married. He wants to take over Woodward Shipping. Youve always known that.

The thought of his cousin sucker-punched him low in the gut. Oh, yes, Bryce had sniffed around his legacy his whole life. Always willing to step in when Jack ran off. Ever polite and accommodating to his parents, and consistently whispering sweet nothings in his fathers ear. Love words regarding Jacks unwillingness to marry and take over the family company. Jack knew those intimate conversations had pushed his father to change the will. His cousin was closer than ever to getting everything his family owned. Everything that belonged to Jack.

Time was officially up.

Jack muttered a curse, ignoring his mothers disapproving frown. He pushed himself off the chair and paced the thickly piled carpet. Pissed off at his family, but mostly at himself, he realized hed sorely underestimated the impatience of his old man. The Woodwards, once a large family, were proud of their distinguished ancestry. But generations of uncles had pursued riches in America or adventures overseas, and Jack was the only direct heir to Castle Rock. Built on the site of his ancestors medieval castle, the manor house was a reminder of a time when duty surpassed individual wants.

For the Woodwards, that time had never ended. The owner of Castle Rock would also run Woodward Shipping Enterprisesthe most successful maker and supplier of seagoing vessels in the country. All males of every generation before him had settled down with families in Castle Rock and run the family business. His legacy had been drummed into his mind since his toddler years.

Jack shook his head in an effort to clear his thoughts. The expression on his mothers face told the true story. If he didnt marry, hed lose everything. He cut through the problem with his usual economy of emotion. Whining and bitching about his fathers decision solved nothing. Upsetting his mother so soon after his fathers death would be cruel. He needed a wife.

But it would be on his terms.

His mothers gaze bore into his back like an irritating bee sting. I need more time, he said.

Victoria gave a long sigh, deep with suffering. Darling, youve had years to make this decision. Rachelle is a beautiful young lady and will give you lovely children.

He wondered briefly if his mother knew about the famous womens liberation movement where a mate was chosen for love, not breeding. He decided not to test her. Jack gathered up all his emotions for his acting debut. Hopefully, it would be the finale, and he would not have to partake in any other emotional scenes.

Im not in love with Rachelle. Yes, shes lovely, but after a conversation regarding the weather and the china and society gossip, theres nothing left. I need a woman whos my match. Someone who wont bore me to tears in the years to come. Let me have more time.

For goodness sakes, why? Do you really believe youll find this soul-mate in a few months? Youve already been through every suitable woman in England.

He gave a roguish grin, but as usual, his mother remained immune. Maybe in England. I intend to go to the United States.

Victoria blinked. Excuse me? And do what?

He leaned forward as he sought to convince her. Hear me out. I understand the stakes, and Im willing to settle if I cant find the right woman. Grant me three more months. Itll give me an opportunity to visit some of our offshore sites and check on our expansion overseas. I need to search for her on my terms, mother. As Jack, the sailor. Not Jack, the heir to Castle Rock. Let me disappear and focus on being me. In that way, I may find her.

Victoria put down her teacup. Her lioness eyes, so like his own, mirrored pure frustration. Fortunately, Jack spotted another emotion in their depths. Empathy. He almost had her.

He dropped to one knee and seized his mothers hand. Three more months. Bryce can run the company while Im gone. Ive already settled Dads papers. You can tell everyone Im on a brief voyage to grieve, and when I return, Ill announce my decision to marry.

Victoria stared at him for a long moment, then shook off his grip with irritation. Dont pull that drama on me, Jack, she said. Im not one of your women.