by Kate Douglas
There was a slow, sexy chuckle from Dom’s end of the line. “That negligee you had on last night might be good for starters.”
Beth laughed out loud. “Clothes, Dom. What kind of clothes?”
“What you’re wearing. I carry a line of women’s clothes. You’ll be the perfect model.” He laughed again, as if he felt the same relief at Beth’s decision as she did. “Don’t worry about a thing. We can come back to your place later and get whatever’s important to you.”
“Dom?” Beth gripped the phone in both hands. “I realized the moment you left…you’re important to me. Without you, nothing else matters. I love you.”
“I love you, too. Make that fifteen minutes.”
* * * * *
Beth tugged lightly at the handcuffs securing her wrists to the headboard and tried, unsuccessfully, to move her feet, which were secured to the other end of the bed. She grinned in anticipation, almost certain Dom was in the room, though everything remained dark behind the silk blindfold covering her eyes.
All Dom had told her was that they were going to be testing some new products for the adult section of Rudolph Toys. After a little over a year of marriage to her favorite elf, Beth figured product testing was just about her favorite part of her job at Rudolph Toys.
Occasionally she thought of life before Dom, but not nearly so much anymore. His was a world on the cusp, hovering between magic and reality. Beth never would have dreamed how much she loved the magic.
She sensed him, almost preternaturally aware of his presence close by. His hand cupped her left breast, rubbing, caressing and then gently pinching the nipple. She arched into his touch, only to feel him clamp something over her nipple. It didn’t hurt—the pressure wasn’t that great—but it was getting hot and she was almost sure it was beginning to vibrate.
Before her other breast had a chance to feel ignored, Dom repeated the procedure. The heat and vibration seemed to send a shock directly between Beth’s legs. She arched her back, hoping Dom would take her up on the invitation.
His fingers found the damp folds between her legs. Beth sighed with a sense of pure carnal anticipation. Dom was amazingly good with those long fingers of his! She felt him slide the tiny hood of flesh back from her sensitive clit, knew he spread the moisture gathering between her legs to lubricate her. Expecting his fingers, she jerked in surprise when a third little vibrator suddenly clamped down on her clit.
“That doesn’t hurt, does it?” Dom’s voice was right next to her ear. So close, she wasn’t surprised when his tongue traced its contours.
“No,” she gasped, suddenly overwhelmed by tiny little hot vibrations on her most sensitive parts. “Doesn’t hurt.” She took a shuddering breath. “Surprised. Just surprised.” She gasped again when his tongue traveled a little deeper into her ear. “Ohhhhh, Dom. What are you doing?”
“Testing our mini-vibrating clamps. What do you think?”
“I think you’re trying to drive me insane!” The vibrations increased, taking her just to the edge of ecstasy but not letting her go beyond. Her pussy clenched in frustration but the sensations merely kept her on the edge of climax.
The bed dipped from Dom’s weight. Beth knew he knelt over her now, but he didn’t touch any part of her body. He did, however, lightly touch each vibrator. The level of sensation increased even more. Still, it wasn’t enough! Beth squirmed and thrashed against her restraints, lost in a frustrating maelstrom of sensation, reaching for an orgasm that wouldn’t come. Her breasts ached with as much need as her pussy. How long did Dom intend to leave her like this—her body needing, wanting, demanding release?
Crying out, Beth arched her back and raised her hips off the bed.
Dom’s huge cock slipped into her, filling her needy pussy with heat and hard muscle. She laughed and thrust her hips against him. “You creep! You were waiting for me, weren’t you?”
His laughter echoed off the walls. “Ready and waiting. I didn’t think you’d be able to last very long.” He kissed her, hard, on the mouth, driving into her with enough force to stretch her ankles against their restraints. She grasped the chains to the handcuffs, holding herself against his onslaught.
The tiny vibrators buzzed over her sensitive flesh, Dom’s cock pounded between her legs. It was all Beth needed.
Gasping, writhing against her restraints, she screamed. Dom groaned, pumping into her, flooding her with heat and something more—Beth smiled, even in the throes of climax. It was time to think about bringing a new generation of potential little Santas into the family.
Christmas Morning, Nine Months Later…
“He has his father’s eyes.” Tired, elated, fulfilled, Beth stared into the dark eyes of her newborn son as he suckled at her full breast. Dom stood next to the bed looking haggard, concerned, and very much in love.
“And his mother’s smile.” Dom leaned over and kissed her, then placed a gentle kiss on his newborn son. “This is the real magic, my love.”
The snow was falling softly, just outside the window. Beth glanced at the myriad flakes, then back at her husband and son. To think she hadn’t believed. She shook her head, smiling at her own lack of faith, then stroked her son’s perfect little pointed ear.
--THE END--
About The Author:
For over thirty years Kate Douglas has been lucky enough to call writing her profession. She has won three EPPIES, two for Best Contemporary Romance in 2001 and 2002, and a third for Best Romantic Suspense in 2001. Kate also creates cover art and is the winner of EPIC's Quasar Award for outstanding bookcover graphics.
She is multi-published in contemporary romance, both print and electronic formats, as well as her popular futuristic Romantica StarQuest. She and her husband of over thirty years live in the northern California wine country where they find more than enough subject material for their shared passion for photography, though their new grandson is most often in front of the lens. Kate is currently working on the screenplay adaptation for one of her contemporary romances.
Kate welcomes mail from readers. You can write to her c/o Ellora’s Cave Publishing at 1337 Commerce Drive #13, Stow OH 44224.
Also By Kate Douglas:
Luck Of The Irish
More Than A Hunch
Star Quest 1: Lionheart
Star Quest 2: Night Of The Cat
Star Quest 3: Pride Of Imar
Threshold Volume 1
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