Whispers of Winter: A Limited Edition Collection of Winter Romances

by Nicole Morgan

  “Hurt?”

  “No.”

  Liar. He’d let it pass. Her stubbornness would come in handy when he made her fantasy come true.

  He brought his hand down one final time against both cheeks. They were turning a darker shade of red and were nice and toasty.

  He rubbed his hand over them softly. The desire to have her sit on his lap and feel the heat warming his legs grew with every second.

  She looked up at him. “Done?”

  “With the spanking, yes. Ravishing, not by a long shot. Climb up on my lap. I want to feel that wet pussy wrapped around my cock.”

  She scurried off his lap and stood before him. “Do you want me facing you or on my back?”

  He hadn’t thought about it. “Whatever you’d like.”

  She immediately climbed up so she straddled him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and placed a kiss on his cheek.

  “Wait a minute,” he said, lifting her off him and placing her on the bed.

  “Problem?”

  Her sulking didn’t go undetected.

  “Condom.”

  She nodded.

  He’d almost forgotten the most important thing. They needed to be protected.

  William grabbed the foil package from the nightstand and ripped it open. He quickly sheathed his cock and went back to his place on the bed. He slapped his thighs.

  “Come on back.”

  She crawled over the bed and back onto his lap. When she straddled him this time, she reached between her legs and found his hard cock.

  He sucked in a deep breath. Her hand felt glorious around him. She eased down over his dick, and once it touched her opening, she removed her hand and rested it on his shoulder.

  She looked him in the eyes and smiled.

  A flutter in his heart took him by surprise. He knew he had feelings for her, and he knew it was most likely love, but the sudden realization scared the hell out of him. He was head over heels in love with her. She was everything he wanted in a woman. If he could convince her to learn a little patience, they could have the perfect life together.

  As she slid down, enveloping his cock with her pussy, he melted. He pulled her closer to him and held on tight. Tears threatened to spring from his eyes. They were tears of joy.

  Patience’s ass met with his thighs, and heat mixed with coolness. The three words lingered on his tongue, but he waited. They were finally getting on an even playing field. She trusted him; that was enough.

  “God, you feel amazing, Patience.” He nestled his head between her breasts and took a deep breath. He loved her. He truly loved her.

  She moved her hips, startling him. He wanted to hold on to her, forever lost in his thoughts, yet he wanted to make love to her—slow and passionately.

  “You okay?” she asked when he didn’t move.

  “Yeah. Just taking in the feel of your warmth.”

  “What happened to the guy who wanted to spank me and use toys? Did your mojo run out?”

  William leaned back, placed his hands on her hips, and pulled her down so he was fully engulfed inside her.

  “Not by a long shot.” He growled and pumped.

  “Now that’s what I’m talking about.”

  William laughed. His emotions ran high and low today. He wondered if this was how women felt. One minute happy, the next upset, only to be happy again.

  He pushed all thoughts from his mind and concentrated on the most important thing—Patience’s happiness.

  She moved up and down his length, teasing. He took her nipple between his lips and bit softly. Her fingernails dug into his skin, and he released her hardened bud. The pain felt good and helped him focus on her.

  William fell back, and she came with him. He rolled over. Now that he was on top of her, he controlled the tempo.

  She hooked her legs around the backs of his, locking them together even more.

  He closed his eyes and moved in until his balls slapped against her ass. Heat continued to radiate off her skin. He could smell the scent of vanilla on her, reminding him of a sugar cookie, so delectable that he wanted to eat every morsel. She touched his face, and he opened his eyes.

  She wore a smile and had a sparkle in her blue eyes. She was happy. There was no denying it. When she moved her hand to his chest and held it over his heart, he wondered what she was up to.

  “I love you, William LaBorde.”

  “I love you too, Patience.” He bent and captured her lips for a deep, provoking kiss. He no longer moved inside her. Instead he kissed her like his life would end if he didn’t. He hadn’t expected her to say the words, but once she had there was no turning back. He felt the same way and would spend the rest of his life telling and showing her how much.

  Their bodies remained together for a long time before William finally broke the kiss.

  “Merry Christmas. Now where are the toys?”

  PATIENCE DIDN’T KNOW if she should laugh, cry, hug him, or slap him. Her heart jumped for joy when he returned her sentiments. She couldn’t believe the words had come out of her mouth, but in that moment they slipped out without a second thought. Then he shifted the mood by asking where the toys were. Yes, she wanted to use them with him, but he could’ve picked a better time to ask the question.

  “I keep them in a box under my bed.”

  He slipped away from her and disappeared down the side of the bed. Patience rolled over to see if he needed her guidance. He’d quickly pulled the first box out from underneath the bed, and lo and behold, it was the correct one.

  She smiled when he lifted the toy and whistled. Anyone who saw the contents of the box would think she’d lied when she said she was an amateur in the sex-toy arena. In wanting to know what they did and how they felt, she had tested them on herself. When the time came to use them, she hadn’t wanted to be blindsided by pain. That was her story, and she was sticking to it.

  “Wow. I’m beginning to think you know more than you let on,” William said.

  “I wasn’t dishonest with you. I have bought many items to be prepared in the event I found someone willing to play with me.”

  “I’m happy to know I’m the lucky recipient of your treasure chest. I can’t wait to use some of this stuff on you.” The look of amazement on his face as he rummaged through her belongings was priceless.

  “Now that I have your approval, what shall we use first?” She reached down and plucked the nipple clamps with the peacock feathers dangling from them.

  The clamp had hurt when she’d tried them, but after a bit she grew used to them. If William was gentle the way she’d been, they’d be fine.

  “I like this paddle,” he said, holding up the Ping-Pong paddle. “I’ll bet the rubber doesn’t help soothe the sting.”

  “Nope. It packs a punch.” She’d know; she’d smacked her ass quite a few times with it. It stung like a son of a bitch.

  “Would you be okay with me tying you to the bed?” he asked, holding up the leather restraints.

  “That’s why I bought them.” She rolled over onto her back. “I can’t believe we’re going to use my toys. I always thought they’d linger under there with only me to play with them all alone.”

  William popped up and grabbed her hand. “You don’t ever have to feel all alone with your sexuality again. I’m here, and we’re going to have an exciting time exploring your limits and mine.”

  She’d never thought about limits. What were hers? Did she have any? Most likely, but because most of this was all new, she had no clue what they were.

  “We’ll have to figure out our limits together.” She tried not to look foolish in his eyes. Yes, she was an amateur.

  “That’s the beauty of us. We get to do everything together.” He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed. “I love the idea as much as I love you.”

  Her heart froze momentarily when he told her he loved her. Even though he’d said it earlier, it still caused her butterflies. She suspected it would for a long time. His voice sent chills
racing through her body. He probably didn’t realize the effect he had on her. She thought about him tying her to the bed and realized she loved the idea too. The thoughts helped her relax, and she fantasized about him doing all sorts of things to her. She knew he’d have her body in overdrive before long.

  “Before I start tying you up, I’m going to grab a few ice cubes to numb you a bit for the nipple clamps.”

  “It’s not necessary, but if that’s what you want.”

  “I think you’ll find it much easier to cope with.”

  Who was she to argue with him? He had more experience in this realm than she. She waited patiently for him to return with the ice.

  It didn’t take him long. He brought it back in a small glass. She shivered just thinking about him teasing her nipple with the ice cube.

  “Don’t worry about it being too cold. Once the blood rushes to the tip, you’ll be hot.” He winked at her, and she winced.

  She knew exactly how it felt when the clamp clasped around her nipple and how it felt filling up with blood. It hurt—at least until it got numb. Maybe William was right. Maybe the ice would ease the pain.

  Even though she was a bit afraid of the pain she knew was coming, she was also delighted. Finally she’d found someone who didn’t look at her like a freak for wanting to explore adult toys and sexual acts not of the vanilla kind. Variety was the spice of life, and she would relish every minute.

  Patience edged her body up the bed toward the pillows. She might as well be comfortable during this endeavor.

  “Nice, getting ready for me. I like that.” William grinned, his shiny white teeth on display. The only other thing he sported was a hard cock. Somewhere along the line, he ditched the condom. Most likely when he went to get the ice.

  “Anything to make it easier on you.” She settled nicely in the pillows and then lifted her arms, giving him full control to tie her to the bed.

  He moved closer. “I think we should use a safe word here. Do you know what that means?”

  She’d read a lot about safe words and felt comfortable with the idea.

  “If I understand right, I pick a word, and if I say it, you have to stop, right?”

  “Correct. I don’t want to push you into something you’re not ready for. If you’re not ready to be tied up, just say the word now. I’ll understand.”

  He was offering her an out. She didn’t want one, though. She wanted this on so many levels.

  “I’m ready, willing, and able. I’ll even choose my safe word for you.”

  “Okay and what will it be?”

  “Black Hawk.”

  He laughed. “Really?”

  “Why not?” She pretended to be insulted, just to give him a hard time.

  “I’m just surprised.”

  “It was the one gift we picked out, even though we weren’t together.”

  “Great minds think alike.”

  “Something like that,” she said.

  “Arms up again, please.”

  Patience did as he asked and reached so her arms were over her head.

  He took an arm in his hands and fastened the leather wristband, before tying the leather strap to the headboard. This was one time she was happy for the wrought-iron headboard. When he finished with her first wrist, he repeated his actions with the other.

  “Are you going to leave my legs free?”

  “I hadn’t thought about it, but I think I will. I’d like easy access to all of you.”

  She pulled the restraints to test her range of motion. She had very little. If she wanted the use of her hands or arms, she’d need to use her safe word. Otherwise she was his captive until he decided to release her.

  The thought had a lot of appeal. Being his prisoner wasn’t a bad thing. Not at all.

  “I’m going to numb you now. Ready?”

  “As ready as I’ll ever be.” She sucked in a deep breath and waited. She watched through squinted eyelids.

  He rolled the frozen cube over her already hard nipple. Shards of glass sliced against the sensitized skin. William moved it in a circular motion around and around the tiny bud. It didn’t take long for the nipple to be numb.

  She watched as he picked up the first clamp and unscrewed the small bolt. He placed the circle around her hardness and turned the bolt to tighten it. The more he turned, the firmer a grip it had on her, until she let out the breath she hadn’t realized she’d held.

  “Holy shit, that hurts.”

  He stopped. “I won’t tighten it anymore. You’ll adjust to the feeling, and if not, let me know; we can loosen it a bit.”

  She nodded, biting her lower lip. The pain subsided as she waited for him to start on her other nipple, and he did.

  Soon she sported two nipple clips with feathers dangling down to her stomach. She adored the brilliant colors of the feathers, the biggest reason for her buying that specific pair.

  “Now what should I do with you?” William asked, climbing on the bed between her legs.

  “You could come closer and give me that delicious-looking cock.”

  “It’s a possibility.”

  “Just a possibility? You don’t want to be inside me?” She couldn’t believe how bold she’d gotten with her words.

  “I plan to finish what we started earlier. There’s no doubt there. First I’m going to have some fun with you. You know at any time if you feel uncomfortable, you can say your safe word, and we’ll stop, right?”

  “Got it.” He didn’t need to worry; she doubted she’d be saying her safe word.

  The phone rang, startling her. The caller ID alerted her to the identity—Nancy.

  “Crap, I forgot I was supposed to be there for breakfast. I can’t answer the phone like this.” She looked to her arms so he could see the predicament she was in.

  “Right. I’ll grab the phone and hold it to your ear.”

  William rushed to the other side of the room and grabbed the phone from the receiver. Patience watched to see if he’d say hello or if he’d just hit the Talk button. He hit the button and put the receiver up to her ear.

  “Merry Christmas,” she said, trying to hide a bit of laughter that threatened.

  “Merry Christmas to you. Running a bit late?”

  “Yeah, I’m kinda tied up at the moment.” Literally, but she wouldn’t confess that to Nancy.

  “Are you coming over?”

  “Of course. I’m just going to be late. Start without me. I will be there, though.”

  “Okay.” Nancy sounded suspicious, and Patience knew she’d get interrogated when she arrived, but at the moment she just didn’t care. She’d rather be here for now.

  “See ya soon, Sis. Love ya.” Patience nodded to William so he knew to take the phone and hang it up.

  He did. When he returned he looked concerned.

  “You sure this is a good idea? Maybe I should untie you and let you get to Nancy’s house. I don’t want you to disappoint Kyle.”

  “Kyle’s fine. Shit, he’ll hardly miss me this morning, I’m sure. He has his game and two helicopters. What does he need his auntie for?”

  “I guess. As long as you’re sure.”

  “I am.”

  “Then back to business.”

  There was no time to waste when her nipples twinged with a slight pain. It wouldn’t be long before she had to ask him to remove them.

  When William bent over and licked the tiny bit of skin sticking out from the clamps, she swore he read her mind. They were in sync with their thoughts.

  “How’s your cheeks?” he asked.

  “Not too bad.” A slight sting remained, but nothing she couldn’t handle.

  “Good.”

  She wondered what he was up to. She noticed the sparkle and hint of mischievousness.

  “Lift up your legs,” he instructed.

  “Huh? How?”

  “Straight up in the air.”

  What he was asking would be difficult without the use of her arms to steady herself. She attempt
ed, but the only way to keep from dropping them was to bend them close to her chest, which wasn’t how he’d wanted them.

  “That will do.”

  She noticed he’d picked up the Ping-Pong paddle along the way. He rubbed it over his hand and quickly smacked it against his palm.

  “Oh yes. This is going to be perfect.”

  Crap, she wasn’t ready for another spanking. What should she do? Should she just call out her safe word and end it so he didn’t paddle her?

  “Ready?”

  She gulped. How did she answer him?

  “Patience?”

  “Yes, I’m ready.” Lie. She’d told him a lie. She wasn’t ready for another spanking.

  William brought the paddle up high in the air and swung it down until it met with her cheeks. The slapping sound echoed in the air. She bit back the yelp that begged to come out of her mouth.

  She balled her fingers, squeezing her nails into her palms. For the love of God, she wouldn’t call out her safe word.

  He smacked her again, and she clenched her teeth.

  I will not say it. I will not say it.

  The paddle struck her another three times, and she opened her mouth to say her safe word when William declared it over.

  “I can’t watch you suffer any longer. I know you’re dying to say the safe word, but stubborn enough not to.”

  “How did you know?”

  “Your fists and the grimace on your face. I couldn’t take seeing you like that any longer. Do you have lotion?”

  She relaxed her legs and laid them on the bed. “In the bathroom.”

  He nodded and walked away. He showed her kindness when she least expected it. She hadn’t expected him to stop until she cried out, but being tortured by her look caused him pain too. William was a definite sweetheart.

  He returned with the bottle of lotion and sat on the bed next to her.

  “Can you lift your legs for me one more time?”

  She did, and he touched her skin with the cool liquid. He caressed, making the overheated cheeks feel better.

  “Why didn’t you just say your safe word?”

  “I didn’t want this to end.”

  “We wouldn’t have ended everything. Just the spanking.”

  Oh how she wished she’d known that before.