Page 55 of Love's Hot

Placing soft kisses on her wrists, I then wrap her in my arms as I lie back on the bed. Drawing her as close as I can. Neither of us speak we just stay in the moment together. Slowly she starts to draw circles on my chest. Her tender touch seems such a contrast to what we just shared, but also seems so right. With the music still softly playing in the background, there’s so much I want to say, but can’t.

“Well, little lady, that was unexpected.” She lets out a little giggle that resonates in my chest making my heart skip a little beat. “Want to tell me where they came from? Or are they from your little box of treasures you have at home?”

“What?” she says sitting up a little, resting her head in her hands on my chest. “I don’t have a box of tricks, well, I didn’t before today anyway.” Her cheeks blush a little, which makes me smile. My confident Lilly a little embarrassed is just perfect.

“Well, well, well. Tell me where you’ve been today then, my cheeky girl. Did a bit of shopping just for me, did we?”

“What makes you think I shopped for you?” She tries to look all sassy but she’s not fooling me.

“Let me see,” I place my finger on my chin. “The previous interest by a certain person in this room in my handcuffs and what they may or may not be useful for. The fact the handcuffs currently hanging on my headboard are red just like a certain person on my bed’s name when she is being sexy. Last but not least, the fact you chose that bag over being fucked. I know you shopped just for me, baby, and I applaud your choice.” By now she’s laughing at me, so I roll her on her back and hover above her. “That was so fucking hot, walking in to find you cuffed to my bed, naked and waiting just for me.”

I pause watching her breathing change.

“So. Fucking. Hot.” Her hands come up to cup my face.

“I loved it too. You are the only person I would trust to do that.”

Goddammit. How do I answer that? Words are too hard. Lips say it better.

We start softly, but as it does every time, it heats up quickly.

“So, tell me, Red, what else did you buy on your little adventure today?” I pull her hands over her head again stroking her wrists. “More presents for me, I hope.”

“Actually, the rest are for me.”

“You know I want a show and tell now, don’t you? There is no way you’re getting out of here without me knowing what else you have hidden in that bag. You might think they’re for you, but I bet I could find a use for me to enjoy them too.”

“Always an answer for everything. You always try to make everything about you.”

“You should know by now I’m the center of the universe.”

She dips her head slightly and whispers, “Definitely the center of mine.”

Shit, I’m so screwed. This is not going to end well.

22

Lilly

KANE IS PRESSING TO see what else I bought today but I’m too embarrassed to show him. The handcuffs are pretty out there, even for me.

Best sex ever, though!

Oh my god, I’m never going to regret that decision.

“Maybe we can keep the other things for another time. I don’t want to give away all my secrets in one night,” I say with a little trepidation, but Kane laughs at me.

“You know that’s not happening, right, Red? I’ll cuff you to the bed if I have to and make you watch as I take my own tour through your bag,” he exclaims.

“You wouldn’t,” I gasp trying to get out from under him to get to my bag.

“Oh, I certainly would. Now, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Your choice, little one. So, let’s try this again. Want to show me what’s in the bag?”

“Excuse me, Officer , I am not one of your suspects, you know. Where is your search warrant?” I giggle as his face drops down close to mine.

“Baby, I don’t need no piece of paper to tell me I can search and touch every single inch of your body. Those handcuffs are all the permission I needed from you. Now let’s play show and tell, shall we. Little Red, show the big bad wolf what’s in your basket.” He’s smiling but it is such a wicked smile. One that tells me he knows he has the power and he loves it way too much.

“Fine. But if you make fun of me, I’m going home.” I pout at him.

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