Switch

by Desiree Holt

  “You’re sure?” A smile blossomed on his lips. “Really?”

  “Yeah. I’m not afraid of a strap-on. Geez. I thought maybe you wanted to leave me for someone else or wanted to dump me in the middle of the woods with honey all over me or something.”

  The grin faded and his cheeks paled. “That’s the other thing I need to clarify.”

  Janine snorted. Her comment had been a tad on the extreme side. “What was the first thing?”

  Eric pinched the bridge of his nose. “Clark decked me because he thought we’d split. I thought we had too, and it hurt worse than death. Once the race concluded and the powers that be finished sorting out my face, I did my shopping and came right here to you.” He stared her straight in the eye. “I don’t want to lose you.”

  She ran her fingers over the stubble on his chin. “He got fined, didn’t he?”

  “I refused to bring up charges. I deserved the hit.”

  “I don’t know about that. So what’s the second thing?”

  “Where did you learn all your kinky tricks? You can’t tell me you don’t know something about fetish and kink.”

  She giggled and rolled her eyes. Her palms itched and her mouth felt fifteen sizes too big. She took a deep breath and let it out as she worked through what she wanted to say. If she didn’t spit it out, Eric wouldn’t know her whole past. Relief washed over her. He deserved the whole truth—she wasn’t about to hold back any longer.

  “My turn for confession. Dad was a Dom and Mom was his sub. I grew up thinking that was how life went. The woman submits to the man. I didn’t like it, but that’s what I thought. Dad knew I wasn’t a submissive type and encouraged me to figure out what I wanted from a partner. I’ve been to a couple clubs and know people who are totally in the lifestyle like Mom and Dad. I know at least one Wall Street banker who relieves his stress through bondage. I got the experimental vibe from you and ran with it. And, before you have a meltdown, what we did, I’ve only done with you.”

  With her in his arms, he scooted down onto the couch. His brows bobbed and he opened and closed his mouth three times before speaking. “That explains a whole lot more than I’d imagined.” He stroked the back of her neck with the pads of his fingers. “I’m glad you did. You make switching fun.”

  Love bubbled in her heart. Desire flooded her mind. She wanted Eric and she wanted him now. She walked her fingers up his chest. “Speaking of switching, when were you wanting to use your new toy?”

  Fire lit in his eyes and the smile returned to his lips. “Tonight. With you.”

  “Then what are we waiting for?”

  Chapter Six

  Janine watched herself in the mirror and adjusted the harness on the strap-on. She shifted her hips. The straps sat on her skin, rather than digging in, and the optional strap rested along her slit with a naughty tickle. She liked the fit, but the other parts of the toy needed some assistance. She grinned.

  “Eric?”

  He poked his head around the door and hummed. “That’s…hot.”

  “I’d like some help.” She turned towards him and stroked the dong. “Seems there’s more to this toy. Can you help me?”

  He stared at her, unmoving.

  “Eric?” She tipped her head. “Hello?”

  He snapped out of his fog and grinned. “I never thought you’d get more beautiful, but I’m head over heels.” He bowed his head. “You need help? I’m here.”

  She placed both plugs in his hands. Eric looked up at her with confusion. “You’re having me use both? Isn’t that a little extreme?”

  “You’re going to put them on the harness…for me. I want you involved.” She grabbed his wrist and led him into the bedroom. Janine climbed onto the bed and waved her ass at him. “You know what to do.”

  Eric nipped her bottom, grazing his teeth over her flesh. She shivered and backed into his touch. He stepped away from her, leaving her chilled. She glanced over her shoulder. Where was he?

  “Last time I checked, plugs need lube.” His breath warmed her pussy as he knelt behind her and ran his tongue along her folds. He tossed the bottle of lube next to her knee and thrust his thumb into her pussy.

  Janine groaned. The combination of his tongue, his thumb and the slide of the plug against her ass had her right on the edge. But the activity wasn’t all for her.

  “Now.” She waved her hips again.

  Eric pressed the head of the smaller plug against her asshole. “Breathe out.” The silicone toy slipped past the ring of tight muscle and lodged deep in her ass.

  Janine closed her eyes and groaned. “Now the other,” she bit out.

  He worked fast and eased the second toy into her pussy. “You’re so wet.” He plucked at her clit, rubbed the sensitive tissue with his fingers. “So sexy.” He raked his nails down the back of her leg. “Gonna get tighter.” He worked the straps up over her hips and pushed the toys further into place.

  The delicious fullness in her pussy matched the pressure in her ass. She blew out a long breath and fisted the sheets. “Feels good.”

  “Want to fuck you.” Eric climbed onto the bed and wrapped his arms around her waist. His erection stabbed into the back of her thigh.

  “Nope. It’s your turn.”

  Eric froze. He’d known the moment was coming. He’d had the idea to use the strap-on. Still, he’d seen the size of the dildo. How come it hadn’t looked quite as big on the box?

  “Is that any way to cooperate with your mistress?” Janine shrugged him off her back. “Up. Tell me your safe word.”

  He stood and folded his hands behind his back. “Yes, Mistress Janine. The word is truck.” He braced his feet and bowed his head. Excitement coursed through his veins, along with a healthy dose of adrenaline.

  Janine climbed off the bed and walked around him twice. “Very nice.” She swatted his ass with the flat of her hand. “You need to release your stress. You’re too pent-up.” Her footsteps padded away from him, then grew closer. Something clinked. “I’ve wanted to use these since we met.”

  He turned slightly to see where she’d gone. Instead, he saw nothing but empty room.

  “You’re peeking.” She jangled a set of handcuffs over his shoulder. The fuzzy leopard print caught his attention. “Pretty, aren’t they?”

  “Yes, Mistress Janine. Thank you.” He offered his wrists. His cock throbbed. “Thank you.”

  Janine clicked the cuffs into place, binding his hands together at his waist. His mouth watered. Her breasts jiggled with each step and her nipples beaded.

  “Hands on the bed. Ass in the air.”

  Eric scrambled to assume the position she’d requested. She smoothed her hand from his lower back to his thighs. “Good.” In her free hand, she twirled the crop. “You cooperate well.”

  Anticipation racked his body. His cock hardened to the point of pain. Instead of striking him, she paced a bit, ramping up the tension. He grabbed handfuls of the comforter and tried to relax.

  “Let it all go.” She slapped his butt in five consecutive moves, concentrating on his left ass cheek. The pain radiated from the centre of his ass but turned to pleasure in mere moments. He clenched his teeth to prevent clenching his asshole.

  “You’re not relaxed and haven’t thanked me.” She swatted his right ass cheek three times. “You like this, but, if you don’t show me you appreciate it, I’ll punish you. I won’t spank you and I’ll make you wait in that position until I’m ready to continue.”

  “Thank you, Mistress Janine. I’m sorry. More, please?” He took deep breaths and closed his eyes. The floating feeling came back in full force as she used the crop on him again. All the negativity flowed away from him and he moaned. He fought the cuffs to gain better purchase on the bed.

  “You’re doing well.” She smacked his ass once more, then dropped the crop in front of his hands. “You’re so strong. All you have to do is say you’ve had enough. Use your safe word and we’re all done. Do you want to quit?”

  “N
o, Mistress Janine.” He arched his back. “More?”

  Something behind him clicked, then made a slurping noise like air rushing into a tight space. The bottle? He didn’t bother to look. The cool side of the bottle rested against his knee. Lube. He shivered and flared his asshole.

  “Good boy.” She smeared lube over the tight muscle and pressed one finger into his ass. “So snug. Nice.”

  He groaned as she curled her finger. Whatever she’d touched, a new and harder rush of desire coursed through his veins. He couldn’t hold back another moan. Sweat slipped down between his shoulder blades.

  “What do you say?” She slapped his butt.

  “Thank you, Janine.”

  She added another finger and corkscrewed her hand. His entire body shuddered and he bore down on her digits.

  “One more.” She speared three fingers into his ass, slowly stroking in and out.

  Eric rocked on her fingers. The room spun and the orgasm filled his belly. Did she want him to hold back? He couldn’t remember.

  “Sexy,” she murmured. Janine removed her hand and slapped the dong against his ass. The thump of the silicone toy heightened his arousal.

  “Thank you, Janine.” Eric bumped her hip with his bottom. “Fuck me.”

  “Needy.” She slapped him hard with the dildo. “Soon.” The sound of another loud squirt filled the air.

  More lube? A shimmer of fear combined with the heady sensation of floating. His head bobbed.

  “Bear down on me. Relax. I won’t hurt you.” The blunt head of the dong pressed against his asshole.

  Eric ignored the fear and focused on the overwhelming arousal. His mind cleared. He swallowed hard and took slow breaths. He breathed out as she pushed the toy farther into his body. He loved the sense of fullness, as if he were being completed by her.

  “Wow. Good?” Janine tapped his thigh. “You okay?”

  Eric nodded, but he had no idea how he managed to do it. He was holding on to the edge of orgasm by the tiniest thread.

  “I won’t be able to hold back,” Janine groaned. She pumped into his body, slapping his ass with each thrust.

  The room spun and his arms trembled. “God,” he bit out.

  “Holy shit.” Janine slammed into his ass. “Let go with me.”

  Eric groaned and cried out. He eased down to rest his shoulders on the bed and rode the waves of climax. He never wanted the feeling or the moment to end.

  Janine thrust a couple more times, then slumped against his back. She didn’t say anything for a long time, just breathed. She twined her fingers with his. “I love you.”

  “I love you.” He didn’t need to think about his response. “Completely.”

  She rubbed her cheek over his shoulder blade. “I never thought I’d hear you say that.”

  “I’m full of surprises.” He wriggled beneath her. “But I’d like to get up.”

  “Oh.” Janine inched the toy out of his ass and stood. “I’ll need you to help me.” Her voice trailed off as she walked away from him.

  Eric scurried off the bed and grabbed the last surprise from his bag. His ass hurt, not only from the spankings, but from the impaling. Pain aside, he wouldn’t have had the experience any other way. He glanced into the bathroom to where she stood, working the buckles on the harness.

  “I’m so glad you’re still the one for me.” He offered his hands. “Want to release me?”

  She turned, her hair whipping over her shoulder. “Me?” She produced the key and unlocked the handcuffs.

  “Yes, you.” Eric massaged his wrists and strode back into the bedroom. He grabbed a flocked box and headed into the bathroom. “Let me help you.” He eased up behind her and placed the box in her hand. “Hold this for me.”

  Her gaze vacillated between the box and his face. “What is this?” Her hand trembled. “Eric?”

  He unfastened the buckles and eased the sides of the harness down her thighs. “Breathe, sweets,” he murmured and slipped the plug from her ass. He tugged the dildo from her pussy. He tossed the toys into the sink and the harness onto the counter top.

  “This,” he said, and took a knee, “is for you.” He grasped her left hand. “I knew the moment I met you that you were someone special. I had no idea you’d be the perfect woman for me. I need someone who can kick my ass and still want to grab it when we’re done. I struggled to understand why I needed you. I didn’t understand that giving in to you doesn’t make me any less of a man. Being without you makes me less of a man.” The confidence in his veins turned to fear. “Will you marry me?”

  Janine sank down onto the closed toilet and covered her mouth with both hands. Tears shimmered in her green eyes.

  “I got a stone that matches your eyes. Something beautiful for my beautiful girl.” The fear grew stronger. She hadn’t answered him and had started crying. His heart plummeted to his toes. “You don’t have to answer now.” Although waiting would kill him.

  Her chin quivered. “Yes.”

  “Okay, I’ll wait.” Eric stood and massaged his temple.

  “No.”

  He gritted his teeth and turned to her. “Okay, which is it? I’m not the smartest man, but I can accept it if you don’t want to marry me.”

  Janine wiped her cheeks. “No, I meant, I accept. Yes, I’ll marry you. Right now, if you want.” She jumped up from her seat and wrapped her arms and legs around him. She kissed him hard on the lips. “Yes, yes, yes,” she said, between kisses.

  Eric held her tight to his chest and strode back to the bed. He placed her on the covers and eased down beside her. Janine held out her hand and he slid the ring on to her finger.

  “I love you, Mistress Janine.”

  Colour filled her cheeks, and she scooted close to him. “I love you, too.”

  “I’d like you to beat my ass and relax me all over again.” He bobbed his brows. “Please?”

  “You got it.”

  Epilogue

  “This has been your best idea yet.” Eric squeezed Janine from behind and stared out at the Las Vegas sunset. His mind at ease and his arms full of the one he loved, he couldn’t think of anything he wanted more.

  “Marrying you, or doing it in a drive-through chapel?” She rested her head on his shoulder. “Seems appropriate, a crew chief using the speedy lane.”

  “Better yet, I liked your idea to have Tucker drive.” He nuzzled her neck, tasting the faint hint of salt on her skin. “He had to work for a change.”

  “I loved the surprise.” She turned around in his embrace. “Speaking of, I’ve got one for you.”

  He continued nibbling her neck. “One what? A new crop? New dong to shove in my ass? Wait, I know. You’re going to develop a line of his and hers toys.” The idea sounded kind of interesting, and he’d made it up on the fly.

  “I like that last idea, but that’s not it. Remember the afternoon in the rental car lot?”

  “I thought we’d get busted for sure.” He raised his head. A sudden pang of regret wormed into his brain. “Why? Did someone really see us?”

  “We got busted all right.” She placed his hand on her stomach. “How does ‘Daddy’ sound?”

  Eric stared at her. Words escaped him. Daddy? The expected fear didn’t grip him—rather, he felt an overwhelming sense of pride. His pulse pounded and he couldn’t contain the smile. “You mean that one time we didn’t… And now we’re… A baby? Are you sure?”

  “As sure as the bouts of intestinal issues weren’t intestinal as much as morning sickness.”

  Eric released his wife and grabbed the railing of their balcony. He threw his head back and whistled. “Yeah, baby, yeah!” he screamed into the landscape. “I’m gonna be a daddy!” He whipped around and snagged her in his arms, twirling her through the hotel suite. In a tangle of arms and legs, they collapsed on the bed. “We made history, baby.”

  “I take it you’re happy?” Janine giggled. “We made a baby.”

  “Are you kidding? I married my girl in Vegas the weeke
nd we got the truck championship trophy and now I’m going to be a dad… Yeah, I’m happy as hell.” He smoothed her hair from her face. “I love you, sweetheart. More than I ever imagined. I’m glad you taught me to loosen up and switch. Best decision of my life.”

  “Then show me your appreciation.”

  “All night long.”

  About the Author

  I always dreamed of writing the stories in my head. Tall, dark, and handsome heroes are my favourites, as long as he has an independent woman keeping him in line.

  I earned a BA in education at Kent State University and currently hold a Masters in Education with Nova Southeastern University.

  I love NASCAR, romance, books in general, Ohio farmland, dirt racing, and my menagerie of animals.

  Email: wendi.zwaduk@yahoo.com

  Wendi loves to hear from readers. You can find her contact information, website and author biography at http://www.total-e-bound.com.

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  SWITCHING OFF

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