Page 59 of Reckless Games

We did make a few changes to the party though.

This year is not about business, it’s a celebration. A few of the invites went to friends who won’t judge our unique kinky interests, and the rest are people who deserve a little break from the monotony of the day-to-day. And for the first time since Adam started these parties, only the security cameras are turned on.

No blackmail. No work. Just me and my husband ready to enjoy our time.

Adam seems in agreement as he walks toward me wearing the same black mask I met him in.

“The girls released you.” He takes my hands and plants a kiss on my temple.

“They got distracted.”

“Thought they might.”

My husband has a way of reading people, and I have no doubt he invited a few of the men knowing they’d be the perfect distraction for Stella and Ivy. It would be sweet if I didn’t know it’s only so he can have me all to himself.

“And what about you?” I step in closer. “Are you mine now, or are you and Cillian still working?”

“I’m always yours,” Adam says, peppering a kiss on my lips. “Besides, I have a special surprise for you. It’s technically Christmas, after all.”

“Technically.” I smile, shaking my head.

It doesn’t matter what day it is; he loves giving me gifts. And I can’t say I mind.

Adam leads us out of the room and down a hallway that’s blocked off to the other guests. I’m still not overly familiar with the manor, since we spend the majority of the year in LA. But I’m starting to learn its secret passages.

“Where are you taking me, Mr. Kingsley?”

“Hmm… Mr. Kingsley” He pulls me to his side. “I like the sound of that.”

“Better than sir?” I grin.

“Maybe.” He leans down. “I’d like to hear it in a few different decibels as you scream it for me. Then I’ll make a decision,Mrs. Kingsley.”

Heat floods my core at his comment, and he bites his lip, his gaze dropping to the blush climbing my cheeks.

Adam stops and punches his code into a keypad, before opening a door and guiding me into a dark room.

“Where are we?”

“Wherever you imagine, baby girl.” He steps behind me and peels off my masquerade mask. He reaches in his pocket, before lifting his hands once more and wrapping something else over my eyes.

Now my vision is blacked out, as he ties the blindfold around the back of my head.

“No thinking tonight, Lake. Only feeling.”

Adam guides me into the room until my thighs hit something, stopping me.

He trails his fingers down my neck, undoing the clasp on my black halter dress and releasing it. The entire dress falls to the floor, and I’m left completely naked for him.

“No panties?” He hums, running his hands over my hips. “Is my wife trying to tempt her husband so he’ll fuck her like the dirty girl she is?”

He grips my hair and pushes my chest forward until I’m bent over a hard surface. A breeze is the only warning I get before his palm smacks my ass—hard.

“You like being bad for me.” He rubs my cheek where he just spanked me, to soothe it, before dragging his fingers down between my legs and driving two fingers in.

“Yes.”

Adam pulls his fingers out and smears my wetness over me, slowly running a figure eight over my clit.

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