by Starla Kaye
He rolled her off his lap, frowning, frustrated. "We're not doing anything else until you open the other presents. I mean it."
Blowing out a sigh of resignation, she shifted into a sitting position. "Oooohh, I like that sting. Kind of nice and naughty."
Not knowing how much more he could stand, he shoved the two packages at her. "Open them. Now."
Kandee sat with her slightly tender bare bottom on the carpet. She did feel naughty sitting like this and having been sort of spanked. And she felt even naughtier because she could see the affect the spanking and her being partially undressed was having on Sean. His cock shoved at the front of his jeans. His face was tight as well. He needed relief and she was more than ready to let him seek it. Except the stubborn man insisted she open these last two gifts.
Her thoughts more focused on all the wicked things she hoped he would do upstairs in his bedroom, she tore the paper off one box. Lifting the lid, she found two plane tickets. She barely had time to read them and say, "Paris?"
Sean jerked the box out of her hand. "You were supposed to open the other box first."
"You're taking me to Paris?" She'd always wanted to go there.
He thrust the other box in her hands. "Open this."
"You're so bossy," she teased and smiled at his impatient look. Her heart raced as she unwrapped the box that obviously meant so much to him. A small jeweler's box was inside the first box. Her fingers trembled as she lifted the velvet lid. Then all she could do was stare through tears at the incredible diamond ring before her.
When she didn't say anything, he bit out, "Well?"
"Are there actual words to go with this ring?" She met his gaze and held it. "Or are the words on your roof supposed to cover it?" They were enough for her, but for some reason she had to press him.
Clearly annoyed, he grabbed the jeweler's box and pulled out the ring. Looking anxious, worried, hopeful, he asked, "Will you marry me, Kandee O'Connor?"
"Hmmm, let me think."
"I'm going to seriously burn your butt. I swear it."
"Promises, promises." She held out her left hand and he pushed the ring on her ring finger.
"You're going to make me crazy for the next forty or fifty years, aren't you?" But he was grinning and reaching for her at the same time.
"Or sixty," she countered and moved into his embrace.
The End
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