Toys from Santa (9 page)

“I love you, Dane.” She smiled. “You can’t possibly even know how much.”

“Oh, yes I do.” He kissed her. “Because I love you the same.”

The doorbell rang. Jenny gave him one last kiss before she pulled away from him to answer it.

* * * *

Her party lasted from six until eight, and she was happy with the total sales. Dane wasn’t expected until nine, and she spent most of the time cleaning up the mess and getting ready for him. She went into their room and pulled out the costume. She hated that he’d found it but was glad all the same. She stripped off her dress clothes and pulled on the skimpy outfit, silently wishing she bought a bigger size, since her body was squeezed into the spandex-like material.

In the front were buttons and an oversized belt. She left most of the buttons undone and looped the handcuffs over the belt. The costume came with a hat, as well, something she spent a good five minutes positioning on her head in front of the mirror. She was completely ready when the garage door went up. Getting into her role, she forced the smile from her face. Dane didn’t know what he had coming.

“Jenny?” he called as soon as he came into the house. “Where are you?”

He stepped inside the bedroom, and that was when she closed the door, surrounding them in darkness.

“Pants down, hands on the bed, sir. You’ve been caught in violation, and I’m here to see that justice is served.”

She smiled when the rattling of his belt and then the soft rasp of his zipper filled the silence. “What did I do, ma’am?”

“You left the house this morning without giving me an orgasm. You’re lucky I don’t lock you up and throw away the key.” Her giggles were soft, and she hoped he didn’t hear them. Jenny shifted, the increasing wetness between her thighs a bit distracting.

“Forgive me, Officer. I’ll give you whatever you want.”

“I know you will.” She walked up to him and kicked his legs apart.

She knew he stayed in position, while she went to his side of the bed to turn on the lamp. He groaned when he saw her, and she nearly lost her bad-ass routine. She forced him to turn and gripped his cock in her hand.

“Don’t make a sound.”

She sank to her knees, the thigh-high boots she splurged on for the costume creaking with the motions. She lifted his cock and traced her tongue from root to tip. Her clit pulsed, in need of attention, but her sweet submissive demanded her concentration. She slipped his cock between her lips and hummed her pleasure. In all the time they’d been together, she’d never given him oral sex before. She never knew how much she would like it.

“You taste better than chocolate.” She sucked him a bit more, tasting his salty fluid as it seeped out onto her tongue, before standing. She ran her hands over his hard body, pushing the T-shirt he favored over his head. “Any last pleas before you take your punishment?”

He shook his head.

“On the bed, then. I want you on your back with your arms above your head and your legs spread apart.” She grabbed the bondage kit and cuffed his ankles and arms to the bed then reached for the blindfold and covered his eyes. She crawled over his body, sliding her wet pussy against the hard muscles of his chest. “Open your mouth.”

He did, and she gave him herself, straddling his head until her pussy lips touched his lips. She gasped when he licked her. Her fingers wrapped around the headboard for support as his tongue explored. God, she loved this. He nearly made her come undone within seconds of his tongue touching her. She backed away, sliding down his body, unable to resist a kiss.

“You make me so wet. I spent the whole party thinking about fucking you tonight.” She kissed her way from his lips to his ear, where she whispered, “I had to go to the bathroom to finger myself to get some relief.”

He gulped, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

Jenny smiled at his reaction, knowing she wasn’t torturing only him, but herself, as well. “I want a real orgasm. One with your dick inside me, filling and stretching me until I can think only of you.”

She grabbed the handy, banana-flavored condom she’d put on the nightstand earlier. She tore the package open and moved down his body. Hoping she didn’t totally screw this up, she put the condom in her mouth and bent forward to put it on him. She moved her lips and tongue in concert, using the roof of her mouth to position the condom over the head of his cock, and then pushed down slowly. The thin rubber rolled down perfectly.

“Untie me.” Dane’s voice wasn’t playful but demanding. “Now.”

Jenny should have said something smart, held him at her mercy and made him beg for freedom. But the truth was, she wanted his hands on her, his fingers inside her. She wanted his touch, his lips, his body, all of it. She finished working the condom down his shaft and rose to untie Dane’s hands.

He ripped off the blindfold and immediately ran his fingers through her hair, pulling her down for his kiss. His tongue snaked inside her mouth, demanding she submit to him. She loved every minute of it. His lips took hers, his hands holding her face in place while he continued his assault. This was most definitely the only man she wanted to spend her life with.

“Untie my feet.”

She did, and he pulled her to him, sliding his cock inside her with one thrust. After that, the only conversation they had was a mixture of moans and groans with a few obscenities thrown into the air as Dane fucked her. He came with harsh grunt and buried his face between her breasts. Jenny held onto him, loving every second that she made him lose control.

“You are one wicked woman.” He shifted her slightly to his side and disposed of the condom. “God, did you plan
that
for my birthday?”

“Something of the sort.” She crawled to the headboard and lay in the middle of the bed, closing her eyes without a care in the world. “Did you like it?”

The mattress dipped with his weight. “What do you think, sweetheart?”

Dane undressed her and wrapped them both in the comforter on their bed. Even though she was a little homesick, being with Dane made everything okay. She laid her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

“Before I forget, I have a surprise for you.”

Jenny lifted her head. The last time he’d said that he’d given her the monstrous diamond ring on her left hand. A slow smile crept across her face. “What did you do?”

“Well, after you kicked me out of our house, I went to finalize some things at work, and I ended up talking to my brother. I asked Shawn if he’d come out to help me with a new project, since he has more insight. He and Shelly are flying out tomorrow, and they’re staying until you two leave for your conference.”

“Are you serious?” Tears sprang to her eyes. He hated her sister and had invited her to spend two weeks with them because it would make Jenny happy. Her heart filled with nothing but love for him.

He brushed his fingers along her spine. “Yes. You can spend two weeks with Shelly before the conference. Shawn was actually thrilled I asked him to come out. From what I gathered, Shelly’s been extra bitchy without you around.”

She didn’t respond to his comment with words, slapping his stomach instead. He chuckled and grabbed her hand before more damage could be done and brought it to his lips.

“Are they staying here?” Dane’s face masked in horror. “Come on, Dane. They’re family. You can’t put them in a hotel.”

He kissed her arm. “Shutter Bug might not like staying in my house.”

“
Our
house and you really need to stop calling her that.” Jenny disentangled herself from him and scooted from the bed.

“You and I both know she will never live that down. She has always been Shutter Bug to me, and I’ve even got Shawn calling her that, too.” Though he said it in seriousness, humor danced in his eyes. “Why must you take all my fun away?”

“I’m not, sweetheart. Your fun is only beginning.” She left and returned with a bottle of Redi-Whip whipped cream. “Lose the covers.”

Dane’s eyes widened when he saw the bottle in her hand. “Not that I’m complaining, but you’re going to be the death of me.”

Jenny sprayed his body with the cool topping. “Maybe.” She licked the white path that led from his stomach to his cock. “But what a way to go.”

THE END

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