Alexei always says no gifts. Then he always gets them.

But this time, I’m prepared.

I’m going to be the one surprising him with a gift this year.

“See what’s inside, milaya.”

Curious, I step forward. I put my hands on the box, and slide it closer.

Alexei moves behind me, kissing the side of my neck. I smile and shut my eyes, leaning into his kiss.

“This is not a gift we will share. This is for us. Just for you… and just for me,” he whispers.

I open my eyes and gasp, his kiss hitting me like a shot of straight adrenaline. My hands shake slightly as I pull the black cardboard closer to take a look inside.

Alexei always has this effect on me. I take a minute to compose myself before I pull the lid off of the box.

“No wrapping this year?” I tease.

He shakes his head, and I look down.

My jaw drops.

It’s a box of sex toys.

My heart pounds as I look them over. “Alexei,” I murmur as I pick up a glass dildo. “This… how…. Did you remember that I said I wanted to try these?”

I liked my vibrator, and a few months ago, I had mentioned to Alexei that I might be interested in more toys.

“Of course I did. Merry Christmas Alexei,” he says with a laugh. He slides to the bed in front of me, and tugs at my flowy cotton pants.

I sit on the bed and let him pull them off as I examine the other items in the box. “I.. I don’t really know where to start.” I look away, hiding my blush.

“Well. That makes sense, milaya. I thought we could decide together,” Alexei rasps. He moves to stand between my legs, and moves the box next to me on the bed, where he can access them. He cups my chin and brings my face to his. The redness across my chest creeps up in my cheeks, and I gaze adoringly into his eyes.

It’s strange, to feel like I’m caught right now. I’m definitely curious about the box…

But I also feel a little vulnerable right now.

However, there’s no one I would rather feel more vulnerable with than Alexei.

He tugs at my face until I meet his gaze. His eyes are warm and soft, and he rubs his thumb along my jaw in a familiar soothing gesture. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” he reassures me.

“It’s not that,” I say with a sigh. My throat works, but I don’t want to say that I am embarrassed about not knowing what tostart with, or how to use them. He waits patiently for me to continue. God, he’s always so patient with me.

Alexei is the best man on the face of the planet. I’ll never think otherwise.

And, I owe him an answer.

“I don’t know what to do,” I whisper.

I really do want to use more toys, but I don’t know where to start, and the box is…

Well. It’s kind of intimidating.

Alexei folds me into his arms and hugs me close. As I have for the last year, I sag into his warm chest.

“Maggie?”