Merry Little Christmas

by Jess Bryant

  Devin stopped breathing when she reached behind her and pulled a pair of handcuffs from the drawer on the nightstand. Handcuffs. In their nightstand. That his wife had gotten for him as a Christmas present. He was the luckiest damn man on the face of the planet.

  He had to take a deep breath to force oxygen and blood back into the head on top of his shoulders, “You want me to tie you up tonight?”

  “I think the real question is, do you want to tie me up tonight?”

  He chuckled at the saucy response even as he struggled to regain control. He wanted to pounce on her. He wanted to press her to the wall and drive into her until she screamed his name and fell apart in his arms. But clearly that wasn’t what she wanted tonight. She wanted to play and he wanted to give her what she wanted.

  After all, it was Christmas.

  “You know you’ll have to be quiet. You can’t wake the babies. Which means no begging me to stop teasing you, no pleading with me to let you come and no screaming my name when I push you over the edge. Agreed?”

  Her face flushed with heat and he smirked. How she could still be equal parts innocence and sin after all of their time together, after all that they’d done, was a miracle. But he loved that about her, always had. Loved that she could ask him for this, demand it, and still blush when he told her what he was going to do.

  Maddie nodded instead of responding verbally.

  “Good girl.” He moved towards her again, “If you break the rules, I’ll gag you. Understand?”

  Maddie nodded again but her response wasn’t really necessary. He could see how excited she was in her every feature. Her skin was flushed. Her nipples were already hard nubs that tried to poke out through her nearly sheer bra. He knew if he touched her that he’d find her wet and the urge to do just that rode him hard as he stopped directly in front of her.

  “Cuffs?”

  She handed them over silently. He took a moment to inspect them. They weren’t a cheap plastic set from the women’s boutique his cousin ran in Dallas like he’d imagined. They didn’t have pink fuzz or leopard print padding to soften their edges. They were real handcuffs, metal and with a lock.

  “Where did you get these?” He frowned.

  Maddie raised an eyebrow at him and then shrugged her shoulders.

  He nearly cursed out loud and just stopped himself. He should have waited to implement the no talking rule. Because now he was at a loss. He wanted to know where she’d gotten a set of real handcuffs and he wanted to know now, because his imagination was vivid and it wasn’t doing him any favors. Maddie’s ex was a cop after all and the ways that his messed up mind worked spun that off in a million directions best left untraveled.

  He scowled at her, “If you got these from Nichols I need to know right now Maddie.”

  Her face pinched as she gave him a disbelieving look, scoffing though her lips never moved.

  “It’s not good for you, making me think about him when we’re like this.” He cupped her cheek and met her gaze, “You know how jealous I get.”

  Maddie only smiled and rubbed her cheek against his hand.

  He tried to decipher the look in her eyes, tried to decide if that was exactly the reaction she’d been looking for out of him, “You like me jealous?”

  She nodded.

  “Why?”

  It was too open ended a question and she simply stared at him. Oh yes, Maddie wanted to play all right. His woman was definitely in the mood but he was tired and it had been too long since she made him puzzle things out for himself. He couldn’t quite figure out what she was getting at until she turned around, put her hands behind her back and gave him a coy glance over her shoulder, wiggling her hands to get his attention.

  All of the pieces clicked into place.

  Maddie wanted him to be in control. She wanted him to call the shots. She even wanted him to bind her so that she was at his mercy. She liked the idea of him being bossy and demanding and maybe even a little rough because that was always his reaction when his jealousy reared its head. Maddie wanted him to use her.

  “God I love you.” He snapped the cuffs around her wrists as gently as he could manage and then spun her around to face him again. “If you pull at these you’ll have bruises on your wrist tomorrow and as much as marking you turns me on I doubt you want to show up to Christmas with the family black and blue so be careful and tell me if I’m being too rough okay?”

  She nodded.

  “No Maddie. I’m serious this time. You tell me. Say it so I know we’re on the same page or this stops here.”

  She smiled softly, “I’ll tell you.”

  “That’s my girl.” He tugged her into his arms and kissed her.

  She immediately opened to him and he groaned. He’d thought once, a long time ago, that he would get used to this, that at some point it would stop being such a charge just to kiss her. She was his wife now after all, the mother of his children, and he thought that meant some of the sparks should have waned. But they hadn’t, if anything, all of those things only made him want her more.

  He twined his tongue with hers, kissing her long and hard and deep. He kissed her until he felt her go soft from nothing more than the kiss. When she made that contented little sigh in the back of her throat he knew that he had her right where he wanted, warm and soft and pliable, so he nipped her bottom lip with his teeth and pulled away.

  She pouted.

  “Get on your knees.”

  The pouting stopped just that fast. She moved to kneel in front of him and he helped guide her down. With her arms bound behind her back, the position became all the more submissive. She was totally and completely at his mercy like this, just the way they both liked it.

  Devin reached for the button on his jeans, “Reminding me of Nichols earned you this, remember that while you suck me sweetheart and make it good. I want one of those Grade-A, good-girl Maddie McBride blowjobs. Now.”

  His cock sprang free the moment he unzipped and Maddie groaned. Her eyes had gone dark with desire and her breathing had sped up. Her breasts bobbed when she licked her lips. He groaned in return as he grasped the base of his already throbbing erection to guide it to her mouth.

  Maddie took him deep, swallowing almost his entire length, and causing his eyes to roll back into his head. He swayed on his legs when she rolled her tongue over him. He cursed a blue steak when she used her teeth and he instantly wrapped his hands in her hair to hold her steady when his hips bucked to drive himself deep inside her mouth again.

  “You want to play like that?” He groaned when she met his gaze again and he could watch his cock disappear between those sweet pink lips.

  She was misbehaving on purpose. Just as he’d come to expect. Maddie liked to submit to him but she always kept it interesting. He’d told her that he wanted one of her good girl blowjobs, like the one she’d given him when they first got together, but she never would have used her teeth on him then. She’d been too shy, too reserved, too hesitant about what she wanted and needed. So she was pushing him just to see how far she could push until he pushed back.

  As it turned out, not all that far. Not tonight. It had been too long and he was already so damn close to the edge that he was going to come if she kept at it much longer. They hadn’t been getting much alone time and even less sleep since the arrival of the twins. This was going to be over before it ever got good and started and he didn’t want that for them, for her, not tonight.

  He pulled her hair just hard enough to get her attention and she stopped. He pulled free and she whimpered. Before she could begin to pout again he had her up and back on her feet.

  “Where are the keys?”

  Maddie frowned, “Drawer. Why?”

  “Now you talk?” He glared at her when she snorted, “That’s two punishments you’ve earned yourself now.”

  “Two? Devin, what’s going on? Why are you stopping when…”

  “Keep talking Maddie. You want to make it three?”

  She snapped her m
outh shut and glared at him. He smirked as he riffled through the drawer. Maddie was as much of a hothead as he was and he liked that side of her just as much as she liked his. She wanted to push him then she better be ready to get pushed right back.

  He found the key, twisted it in the lock and unsnapped one of the cuffs from her wrist, “Get on the bed.”

  “Dev…”

  “Now Maddie.”

  She did as he said but she didn’t look happy about it. He didn’t care because he knew that look wasn’t going to last long. He shed the rest of his clothes and felt her gaze on him. She was still staring when he crawled onto the bed with her.

  “Hands over your head.”

  He saw it the moment his change of plans hit her. Maddie’s eyes widened but a smile played at the corner of her mouth. She’d thought the game was over but it was only getting started. She put her wrists over her head just as he’d demanded and he wrapped the cuffs through the metal headboard, chaining her to the bed.

  “There. That’s better.” He sat back to enjoy the view and smiled, “I realized something while you were sucking my cock. It’s not really punishment if you wanted to do it. And you did want it. Didn’t you Maddie?”

  She licked her lips and nodded, “Yes.”

  “I know sweetie but the thing is, I know you better than you know yourself. I know what you really want.”

  “I… I want you.” She struggled against the bindings a bit as he moved off of her.

  “What you wanted was to take my mind off my worries from earlier, because you’re an angel and because you love me, but that’s not the thing we’re talking about right now.” He shifted so that he could spread her legs, “What you really want, what you really need, is for me to be in control.”

  Her legs fell wide for him instinctively and he shouldered himself between them. Her panties were soaked, just as he’d expected. Instead of slipping them off he ripped them and she whimpered in response. A quick flick of his wrist and the bra got the same treatment. Now he had her right where he wanted her.

  “It might have looked like I was the one in control when you were on your knees but we both know better don’t we?” He stroked a finger from the middle of her chest down past her belly button and watched goosebumps rise in his wake, “You might have been bound but I was the one at your mercy. You had all the power because you could make me come with just the right pressure, the right touch, at the right time. But now… now I’m the one in control and you’re going to come for me.”

  He slid his fingers lower and found her clit and she arched up with a cry, “Dev…”

  “No. Remember what I said about screaming? I will gag you Maddie.”

  She bit her lip and the beast that lived inside of him roared with approval. This was what he needed, what his beautiful, complicated, perfect wife had known he needed. To lose himself not in his thoughts of the future or his doubts and fears, but in her. She was giving this to him because she was giving herself to him.

  He played with her for a few minutes, running his hands over her body, abandoning the juncture between her legs and then returning to flick her clit. Maddie moaned. She writhed. But she didn’t call out again. Instead she bit her lip, closed her eyes and swallowed her screams just as he’d demanded.

  She was as strung out as he was and he felt the orgasm building. Her body fluttered. She was tight and needy, her body grasping at his fingers as he pumped inside of her. So he gave up all sense of foreplay and gave her what she needed.

  He leaned over and captured her mouth with his as he stroked deep and circled her clit at the same time. Their tongues tangled, hot and wet and sweet, and the kiss turned ravenous. She writhed against the bed, unable to move her arms, unable to move into him or away from him, but only to take what it was he was giving, which was everything.

  She exploded with a whimper, an almost violent orgasm racking her body. He stayed with her through it and felt his heart swell in his chest all over again when she collapsed beneath him, soft and sweaty and breathing hard. Her lip might be bruised tomorrow from the way she bit it but she hadn’t screamed, had held it in just as she was supposed to, because it was what he’d asked of her.

  When she opened her eyes, a small smile played on her lips, “Wow.”

  He chuckled as he planted soft kisses against her jaw, “You can say that again.”

  “Wow.”

  “Smartass.”

  “You love my ass.” She shot back with a lazy grin.

  “You’re right. I do.” He moved quickly, grabbing her hips, and flipped her over, “Let me see it.”

  “Devin!”

  “Uh uh. We’re not done yet and the rules still apply. Yell my name again and I’ll spank this cute little ass I love so much.”

  He knew exactly what she was going to do before she did it. She shot a hot glance at him over her shoulder even as she settled more firmly on her knees. The position put her ass in the air and with her arms over her head she was stretched out and open to him.

  “Devin!”

  He spanked her.

  “Devin!”

  His palm connected with her already pink cheek again, “That’s two. Do you really want to make it three?”

  “Devin, please!”

  “Enough.” He spanked her one last time and then he couldn’t stop himself.

  This was always his breaking point and she knew it. Knew just how to push his buttons. Knew just how to drive him over the edge. The image of his hand print marking her ass was always the last straw that broke his back and he snapped.

  He crawled over her, positioned himself, and slammed into her so hard she skidded up the bed. She moaned but she didn’t cry out and he groaned as he adjusted them, got them back level, and did it all over again. He held her hips as he drove into her again and again, his pace breakneck and his depth unwavering. He went as deep as he could go, pulled all the way out and did it again. And again. And again.

  “Dev…” It was a whimper by the time she too broke, “Please, I’m going to… Oh God, please…”

  “Come for me again. I’m not stopping until you…”

  The baby monitor crackled, a needy wail rising over the sound of their heavy breathing and his demands. He cursed. Maddie whimpered.

  “Don’t even suggest I stop. You come for me and then I’ll stop.”

  “Devin.” Maddie huffed out a breath, “The baby…”

  “Can cry for a minute. I don’t need much longer than that. Neither do you.” He reached back and slapped her ass again and smirked when her felt her body pull taunt around him again in response, “Come for me sweetheart.”

  He levered himself over her and twisted her hair in his hand just the way he knew she liked. She gasped and twisted back as much as her cuffs would allow. He kissed her until he knew her neck must be aching and then he slid his hand around. He found her clit, rubbed hard, and groaned when her body vibrated beneath him.

  “Devin.”

  She didn’t cry out as the orgasm barreled down on her. She didn’t scream or writhe. She froze, her body tense and the sound of his name in that sweet whisper was even better. His name from her mouth in that satisfied tone was more than enough to send him over the edge. He came hard right on her heels, buried deep inside of her, right where he’d always felt like he belonged.

  A few moments later, they both collapsed to the bed. He groaned and shifted so he didn’t crush his tiny little wife. She was panting still when he regained enough sense to unlock the cuffs and remove them from her wrists. He rolled her towards him and massaged each of her wrists gently.

  “You okay?”

  “Mmm, better than okay. You?”

  “Desperately in love with you.” He kissed her lightly, “Thank you for that.”

  “We both needed that.” She shrugged and cuddled into him, “It’s been a long couple of months with the twins and…” She groaned when the wailing started back up on the monitor, “And I need to go and check on Avery.”

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��I’ll go.” He sighed as he rolled up to a sitting position, “Besides, you can’t know it’s her.”

  “It’s always her. Sweet little Liv never cries in the middle of the night and she certainly never interrupts mommy and daddy time.”

  He chuckled at that because she had a point, “You’re right. I think Baby A has some sort of sensor that goes off. Whenever I touch you she starts screaming her head off.”

  “She likes being the baby of the family and Daddy’s little girl. Doesn’t want you making a new little sister to take her place.”

  He leaned over his grinning wife and kissed her soundly, “I love you. I’ll go get her. You stay here and relax.”

  “Thank you babe.” Maddie yawned and stretched.

  Devin pulled himself from the bed before he could get distracted. And he would get distracted. His beautiful naked wife was sprawled in their bed, happy and sated. He wanted to crawl back into bed with her and hold her, make love to her a couple more times and then wake her up early to spend Christmas morning with her before his entire family invaded their home.

  Instead he grabbed a pair of shorts and pulled them on as he dragged his exhausted body down the hallway. Everything was just as he’d left it. He poked his head in to check on Ellie but she was down for the count, a sound sleeper that nothing and nobody could wake up until she was good and ready, just like her mommy. He continued to the nursery and sighed when he got close enough to realize that his wife had been right and it was indeed Avery screaming at the top of her lungs.

  “Hey baby girl.” He reached into the crib to pick her up, “What’s all the fuss about?”

  Almost instantly the crying stopped. He didn’t’ know whether to laugh or cry himself. Avery was always the one that fussed and he was always the one that calmed her. He liked the connection that they seemed to share and held her close, moving to the rocker.

  She was such a tiny little bundle but she already looked like a West. She had the same dark hair that he and all of his brothers had. She had the same green eyes that he and Zach shared. She had West features, because she was his daughter, and the pride that filled his chest was still overwhelming and he thought it probably would be for the rest of his life.