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He just looks amused. “Little innocent mouse…” I wait, my eyebrows raised for him to educate me on the debauched ways of the rich and famous. Clearly, he thinks better of that. “Fine, we’ll come back tomorrow and clean up the incriminating evidence ourselves.”
I breathe out a sigh of relief and continue on our path back to the car.
Early the next morning I’m once again draped over Nick’s broad body, only this time it’s in his huge bed, custom-built for his frame (or possibly a soccer team) so I have plenty of room to spread out. It’s only his firm hand anchoring my lower back that serves as a gravitational center.
Happy doesn’t even begin to describe my emotions. My pussy is still thrumming with satisfaction even though small aches are starting to manifest as my body takes inventory of the previous evening. It’s still dark out although it’s technically morning. I don’t want to get up and break the magic spell. What if Nick regrets any of that? What if I only imagined his gentleness in dressing me and bringing me back here last night? Maybe he was just feeling sorry for me?
A rumble in his chest alerts me that he’s reading my thoughts again. I can’t see his eyes in the dark, but his tone says it all when he finally speaks, “Little mouse, you had better not be thinking of running away without me again.”
“Nooo, but I was wondering if I just imagined the happy ending,” I mumble into his skin.
“Is that what you call this?” He sounds amused and his hands start exploring with confidence, making me gasp and wriggle as he unerring finds the spots that seem to be connected to the most nerve endings at once.
“Maybe you were just being kind?”
He chuckles and, like lightning, flips me under him, his thick cock prodding at my tender pussy. “Yes, that’s it, little mouse. You will want to do everything I ask and then some, bake me cakes and give me foot massages so that every now and then I might bekindto you again.”
I roll my eyes in response to his sarcasm but try to tug at his hips because I want that fullness in me again. He pulls my hands gently away. “No, little mouse. There’s no way I’ll believe you if you tell me you aren’t sore. Remember what will happen if you lie to me?”
“Umm. I promised I wouldn’t, but I don’t recall what the punishment was. Am I still calling you Mr. Savage?” I ask cheekily.
He growls as he leans down to nuzzle the side of my neck. He bites down gently on my earlobe, making my legs scissor instinctively. “Brat. No, we will save the more formal address for the dining table.Thatdining table. As for any punishments, I suppose you will have to live with the anticipation. Maybe that will ensure your good behavior.” He taps my hip gently before moving off of me and turning on the light next to the bed.
I blink my eyes slowly to adjust to the semi-brightness and then cast my gaze over his magnificently nude body. And lick my lips. Nick tugs me back on top of him.
“I have a deal to propose to you, my shy little mouse,” he finally says after a few minutes of quiet.
I peer up at him, wondering where this is going now. Didn’t we settle most everything?
“We can go back to Kansas in a few weeks on two conditions. We ship that dining room table and continue our revised tradition of Sunday dinner every week… and you lean out that window and shout as loud as you can, ‘Oh my God, he really is the beast of New York.’”
Oh really. I lift my chin in defiance. He’s laughing because he thinks I won’t do it, that I’m too shy to make a public spectacle of myself.
“Okay.” I hop off him and the bed and head towards the nearest window, which fronts 5th Ave.
16
I’m fiddling with the old-fashioned window latch when a long arm wraps around my middle and hauls me back. “You’re naked, Candace!” He sounds shocked and I giggle.
“Well, it wouldn’t make much sense if I wasn’t, now would it?” I rotate in his arms to plant a kiss on his chin. “If I had clothes on, nobody would believe me.”
“New rule,” he mutters. “No hanging out of windows naked.”
I smirk at him. “So you don’t want me to shout that? But we can still go back to Kansas? Permanently?”
He nods, a hint of a smile twisting his lips. “I can’t truly deny you anything, little mouse. Not when you’re willing to love me.” He holds up a small gold ring and I recognize it as my wedding ring.
“Do you accept that I love you fully and completely?” I ask him solemnly, watching carefully for any hints of denial.
He drops a kiss on the end of my nose. “I do.”
I hold out my left hand with my fingers splayed. The ring slips on just like it did a year ago, but it feels so much happier now. I hold on to his fingers. “Will you let me put a ring on your finger, too? I know you don’t believe me, but plenty of women would like a piece of you, and I want them to know you’re taken.”
He looks pleased, so I’m taking that as a reason to go shopping in the jewelry district before we leave the city.
We’re both up, so it seems silly to go back to bed, at least when Nick is worried about making love to me, so I grab one of his white dress shirts and wrap it around me like a robe.
Once the coffee is made, Nick pulls me down on his lap and I sigh with satisfaction. That is until I remember his earlier conditions. “Why on earth did you tell me to go yell out the window if you didn’t want me to do it?” I query, my brain tired from trying to figure that one out.
