Page 88 of Zero Tolerance

“So I was thinking…remember that final gift I told you to keep beneath the tree?”

“Yeah.” I wondered what she’d had planned.

“I had every intention of giving it to you Christmas morning, but then you handed me this.” She ran her fingertips over the choker around her smooth neck. “And I decided to wait a bit longer.”

“Are you going to tell me what’s in that box, or do I need to guess?” I asked when she didn’t expand.

Her pupils began to swell as pink darkened her cheeks.

I knew the length and width of the package. Had seen similar boxes plenty of times. The sight of it under the tree a few days earlier had spiked lust through my blood—until she’d told me to leave it for later.

Leaning in close, I exhaled over her ear, loving how she shivered in my arms. “A cane.”

Jasmine jerked back and slapped my shoulder. “You peeked!”

“I did not!” I laughed.

She pouted, and I planted a quick kiss on her lips.

“I didn’t,” I insisted, keeping right up in her face. “I’m intuitive, remember? I could tell you were nervous about giving it to me, that it was something big—emotionally. It’s the toy that scares you the most. The one I’ve mastered because of my past.”

My wife swallowed and nodded, fiddling with my tie. “Next year. I want to try next year.”

“Are you thinking January first or the next holiday season?”

She snickered but once more gave me her pale-eyed gaze I still wanted to drown myself in. “How about February sixteenth?”

“Your birthday.”

“Yes.”

“That sounds more like a happy birthday to me though.”

Jasmine wrapped her arms around my neck, pushing up onto her toes to get closer to me. “Haven’t you figured out yet that gifting you every inch of my body is what brings me the most satisfaction and joy in life?”

I pressed my mouth to hers, barely withholding from slipping my tongue between her soft lips. Groaning, I pulled back since it would be hours before I could strip her down and make her come on my cock. “You’re the best thing to happen to me, little lamb.”

She tucked her face against my chest with a sigh. “And your beating heart is the one I will trust through this life and hopefully our next.”

My eyes stung, and I lowered my head and kissed the top of hers. She smelled of flowers and springtime. Life and love.

Mine.

THE END

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