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I’ve shown her the house, we’ve unloaded the groceries we shopped for on the way here, and it’s time for me to tick another one of my little bunny’s sexy bucket list line items.
“This is nice,” she says as she looks around the bedroom. “I love how big it is. We can come back next summer and fit a pack n’ play right here.” She gestures beside the bed.
I wrap my arms around her. “I don’t think we want our baby this close to the bed.”
She looks at me curiously, tilting her head to the side.
“Don’t want to scar him or her with all the naughty things we’ll do in that bed, bunny.”
She wrinkles her nose. “I’m not sticking our baby into a nursery down the hall. We’ll paint and decorate the room next to ours at home, but he or she will probably sleep beside or even with us for the first year.”
“Don’t think that’ll cramp our sex life?” I ask.
“Knowing us, we’ll be able to get creative,” she replies, looping her arms around my neck.
She gets up on her toes and presses her lips to mine.
“I love you, little bunny,” I murmur against her soft lips.
“I love you, too, swoony stalker.”
I chuckle, loving the light in her eyes.
“I’m about to make you swoon for the next forty-eight hours, Chloe Steele.”
“Oh yeah? Bring it on,” she invites and gives me another look I’ve worked hard for. Longing.
“Your fantasies or mine?” I ask, then whisper. “You picked mine last time you were asked.”
She moistens her lips with her little pink tongue, looking intrigued. “I like the idea of some more of yours.”
She’s a miracle. My wife.
But I advise, “Pick yours, wife.”
She lets go of me. “Now, husband…” She puts her hand to her waist and says, “it’s not my choice if you manipulate me into choosing what you want me to choose.”
“You want this sort of manipulation, believe me,” I inform.
“Okay, Derek. I choose mine.”
I give her a smile as I reach for the small suitcase I brought, that she quizzed me about when I packed the car for this trip. I told her she’d have to wait and see.
I set the suitcase on the trunk at the foot of the four-poster bed and my wife watches me unzip it.
Her eyes boing when I flip the top, revealing what’s inside.
“Holy fuck,” she whispers.
“Ready for a weekend of total power exchange, Chloe?” I ask. “For the next forty-eight hours, I make you do absolutely everything I want. Do whatever I want to your body.”
She blinks at the sight of the handcuffs, the wrapped set of straps and small bench that make up a sex swing. I’ve got a leather sensory deprivation suit, nipple clamps, a ball gag, blind fold, some restraints, and some sex toys.
“Are you… are you interested in bondage?” she asks.
“Sure.”
“Have you… dabbled before?”
