Page 396 of The Christmas Wife

"I’m no longer a clergyman, as you’re aware." He continues to focus on the road.

"But you said you haven’t been with any woman for a while, and whenever we make love?—"

"You mean when we fuck?—"

"You used the word 'love,' earlier."

"What?" He frowns.

"You said?—"

"I know what I said, and it was a slip of the tongue."

"I thought you said you don’t lie?" I narrow my gaze on him.

He tightens his fingers on the wheel and continues to drive. "I don’t. Except when I’m with you, apparently."

I blink. I hadn’t expected to hear that. "Are you saying?—"

"People say all kinds of things when they’re having sex."

"We weren’t having sex; you didn’t come."

"I madeyoucome… And hard, as I recall."

On cue, my backside smarts. I shift around, trying to find a more comfortable position. I try to be discreet about it, but he notices it, of course, the bastard.

"Does your butt hurt?"

"What do you think?"

"I think I enjoyed seeing my palm print etched into your arse."

Oh, my god, what is it about him saying arse in that British accent of his that has me all hot and bothered again?"I don’t know what game you’re playing?—"

"Not a game."

"—but I’m not going to be put off by you demonstrating your kinky side."

He blinks. "My kinky side?" he asks slowly.

"Spanking me, then the, uh—backside entry."

"You mean anal?"

My flush deepens. I’m not a prude. I've read enough super-spicy novels and listened to even more of them, so of course, I know my way around the smutabulary, but I’ve never been able to say that world aloud. Never mind the fact that, an hour ago, my husband’s monster cock was up my ass. Oh, shoot, Iama prude.

"Exactly," I say in a prim voice. "Since you took me to the BDSM club, I know you’re not vanilla in your preferences."

"Not vanilla?" There’s something in his voice that makes me cast a quick glance in his direction. The divot to the left of his mouth tells me he’s finding this entire conversation amusing.

"It’s not funny," I protest.

"It’s not," he agrees.

"Then why are you smiling?"

"Because you think what I did to you was kinky."

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