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  “Can we stop by my room?” Allyson moved a hank of her hair from her eyes. The lock of hair had slipped out from beneath her Santa hat.

  “I don’t care where we go.” He toyed with the crystal dangly earring in her lobe. He’d gotten used to seeing her in her role as the kindergarten teacher and not as the voluptuous, sexy woman she hid underneath. “Which floor?”

  “I’m on the eighth.” She squirmed beneath his appraisal. “I got a small room.”

  He pressed the correct button and then curled his fingers under her chin. “You’re smart. I got a bigger room. Wanted to spread out.”

  He nipped her throat, laving his tongue along her pulse. What in the hell did she need? Truth be told, she should just move her things up to his suite. But he wasn’t interested in moving anything at the moment. He’d rather have her in his arms and bed.

  “I won’t be long, if you want to wait.” She wriggled free from him as the bell dinged for her floor. “The room is a mess.” When the doors opened, she surged down the hallway.

  “A mess?” He switched to his dominating role. They’d played a couple of times and she seemed to come alive when he took control. “How about we worry about this later? You’ve been a naughty girl, coming to Vegas on your own.”

  She stopped short outside her door. Her eyes flashed. “Sir?”

  “You should’ve been honest with me. I think you want to be punished.” He slid his palm over the back of her neck. “Yes?”

  Her lips parted, but she didn’t answer right away. Considering the proposition?

  “Yes, sir.” She shrugged out of the coat. Her nipples hardened beneath the bodice of her dress. She stood tall with her hands behind her back.

  “Good girl.” He nodded to the door. “Open.”

  She dipped her head and withdrew the card from the front of her dress between her breasts.

  “What were you going to do if you met someone downstairs and had a quickie, then lost this? You would’ve lost your key card.” He was chiding her like a child, but didn’t care. Getting firm with her was part of the game. He swiped the card from her hands. “I should teach you a lesson.”

  “Yes, sir.” She smiled and stared up at him from under her lashes.

  He unlocked the door and allowed her first entry, then shoved the key into his pants pockets. He bit back his shock. She hadn’t been kidding about the room being tiny. Jesus. Guilt washed over him. He should’ve asked her to join him when he booked his suite.

  “Sir? I have a present for you.” She plucked a green box from the open suitcase on the floor, then scooped the handles of a black bag into her hand. He didn’t have to look at the bag for long to recognize it.

  “You weren’t planning on using this with anyone else, were you?” He took the bag from her. “Plenty of things in here that aren’t for everyone to see.”

  “I hoped you’d be here and planned ahead.” Her blush ran from her hairline to beneath the bodice of her dress.

  “Do you want to play?” He dragged the edge of the bag over her nipple, through the fabric of her dress.

  “Yes, sir,” she said and moaned.

  “Safe word?” he snapped.

  “Red light.” She met his gaze. “I’m yours, sir.”

  “Good girl.” Jordy tossed the coat onto the bed, then opened the bag of toys he’d bought her after their first time sleeping together. “Untie the top of your dress.”

  Any other time she might have balked, but this time Allyson did as told. She unknotted the tie for her halter dress. The bodice slipped away from her breasts, revealing the upper half of her body. His mouth watered as he slid his gaze over her. The glint of gold caught his attention. He knew about the ring in her right nipple, but now she had a matching ring in her left nipple.

  “How long?” he blurted. The last time they’d slept together had been back in the beginning of November, but he knew she’d only had one piercing then.

  “Right after we last played—in November.” She toyed with the loose straps of her dress. “I wanted a set, so I did it and it’s healed more or less—just be careful with it.”

  “I see.” He loved what he saw and how she continued to keep him on his toes. He rummaged until he located the items he wanted. He rolled the chilly metal in his fingers. He glanced down at the chain. Gold? They’d used a silver one before. Had she added to the bag? “What’s this?”

  “It’s one of your presents.” She pressed her lips together and glanced up at him. “Merry Christmas?”

  He inspected the ends of the chain. A lock adorned each end connected to a second chain. He’d seen some like this particular model, but hesitated getting her something with a collar. Just as she’d surprised him with the trip idea, she knocked him for a loop with the nipple chain/collar combination. She removed her Santa hat and stood tall, thrusting her breasts toward him.

  He stared into her eyes. They’d played a few times, but he hadn’t been ready to take their relationship to the next level. A collar certainly meant more than causal play, but this one looked like a regular necklace otherwise. God, she was smart. She’d figured out long ago what he should’ve known all along—he loved her and wanted her for his own.

  He marveled at her choice to present him with the collar for her. He wasn’t sure there was a requisite for a perfect or normal Dom/sub couple, but he knew they weren’t normal. The sub wasn’t supposed to select the collar, but he’d been foolish and dragged his feet. She’d kept him honest and forced him to see what he knew in his heart.

  No way he’d let her go now.

  “Thank you.” He draped the longer chain around her neck and secured the back with the tiny lock. The free ends dangled over her breasts. He snicked the other two locks into place on her nipple rings and stood back to admire his work. “Beautiful.” He curled his fingers under her chin again. “You knew what you wanted, didn’t you?”

  “Yes, sir.” Her gaze didn’t waver. “You.”

  “Good girl.” Jordy arranged the bodice of her dress back over her chest and secured the ties. No one would see anything unless he gave permission and he sure as hell wasn’t sharing his Christmas present. He kissed her neck, then bit her earlobe. “You belong to me. All mine.”

  “Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”

  He dragged his nose along her throat. “Turn around and bend over. Hands flat on the bed.”

  Allyson glanced up at him for a moment, then did as told. She waved her ass at him.

  “Taunting me?” He swatted her rump. “Well?” When she didn’t answer, he slapped her butt twice, leaving a handprint.

  “Sorry, sir. Yes, sir. I’ve been bad so I can earn punishment.”

  “You’ll get it, bad girl.” He shoved the hem of her dress over her hips, revealing her ass. For a split second, he didn’t see the thin strip of fabric between her ass cheeks. A thong? Fuck yeah. He slipped his finger under the silk. “I want this off.”

  “Yes, sir.” She pressed her cheek to the bedding and eased the thong down her hips. The tiny scrap of fabric landed between her feet on the floor.

  Jordy pulled two more items from the bag—a clear glass butt plug and a slender bottle of lube. “You’ve kept our stash stocked, haven’t you?” He clicked the lid on the lube, then dribbled the clear fluid down the crack of her ass. He tapped the tiny pink pucker of her hole, delighted when she groaned and dug her fingers into the bedding.

  “Sir.” She arched her back and widened her stance.

  He eased his middle finger into her ass hole. “Who does this belong to?”

  “You, sir.” Another moan ripped from her throat. Goose pimples broke out over her skin.

  Jordy admired her butt. He licked his lips and worked his finger deeper into her body until he slickened his way with plenty of lube. In and out, he caressed her.

  Allyson whimpered and bore down on him.

  “Good girl. Holding me in tight.” He twisted his hand, then removed his finger and filled her with the plug. Once the glass disappeare
d to the flat end within her, he tapped the T-shaped handle.

  “Thank you, sir,” she groaned. “Oh my God.”

  He jiggled the plug within her. “Stand up.”

  Allyson eased off the bed and straightened her spine. Her dress fell into place around her legs. He held the coat for her and Allyson threaded her arms into the sleeves again. He strode into the bathroom long enough to grab a towel and wipe his hand. He tucked the green box in the bag and then grasped the door handle to the hallway.

  “Upstairs.” Jordy gave her passage to the hall, then pulled the door shut behind him. He’d help her retrieve her things in the morning.

  At the elevator, he unzipped long enough to retrieve his keycard. He swiped his room key in the reader and pressed the button, then rezipped. Jordy handed her the bag. He caged her in his arms with her back to his chest and ensured the coat covered her.

  “You’re so fucking hot.” He kissed her neck and sucked on her skin. When he pulled his mouth away, a red mark remained. Good. He wanted to mark her in so many ways. “I love my Christmas present.”

  “You haven’t opened it yet,” she whispered.

  “I’ve done plenty of opening and a little decorating, too.” He worked his hand under the lapel of the coat and squeezed her breast. “Can’t wait to get you upstairs. I’m on the thirtieth floor.”

  “Yes, sir.” She leaned into him and moaned.

  A bell dinged and the car stopped at the seventeenth floor. He moved his hand and covered her. Another couple entered the elevator. The man had his face buried in the woman’s neck and her hair obscured her face. They slammed into the far wall and resumed kissing.

  Jordy removed his Santa hat and placed it on Allyson’s head. He eyeballed the man in the corner. Something about the guy looked familiar.

  The couple stopped making out and the man sniffed the air. He turned his attention away from the woman as the car started moving again.

  “Hey,” the guy said. “Funny meeting you here. Want to trade?”

  The woman on his arm giggled. “Blake, are you serious?”

  “He’s not,” Jordy replied. He kept his tone firm.

  “First Christmas together?” she asked. “Or did you meet at the party?”

  “My wife wanted to visit Vegas at Christmas. She won me over.” Jordy squeezed Allyson again. He wondered if Allyson would catch the extra meaning in his words. He’d make his feelings plain enough once they got to the privacy of his suite.

  The woman grinned. “Christmas in Vegas is always magical. We don’t have snow or the cold as much as other places, but you can’t beat the fun.”

  The bell dinged, but not for Jordy’s floor. He bit back a groan and hoped Blake and friend would get off there. He wasn’t fond of the way Blake seemed to devour Allyson with his eyes.

  Blake stared at Allyson a bit too long for Jordy’s pleasure before Blake allowed his female friend to tug him out of the elevator.

  When the doors shut, Jordy sighed.

  “What’s wrong?” Allyson turned in his arms. “You’re being territorial again. I don’t like him.”

  “I know, but I can’t help it. I’m not sharing you.”

  “I wouldn’t go with him. I want you. You’re my sir.” She smoothed her palms over his chest. “I want Christmas with you in all our favorite kinky ways.”

  Jordy kept her in his arms and swatted her ass as the car came to a halt. The doors opened to his floor. He helped her out of the car and escorted her down the short corridor. He knew just how he wanted to finish unwrapping his present. “Merry Christmas, babe. Ready to play?”

  Chapter Five

  Jordy pulled the key card out of his pocket and slid the thin plastic through the reader. “Ready? What’s your safe word?” He needed to be sure.

  “Red light and I’m very ready.” She ducked under his arm as he opened the door. “Thank you, sir.”

  He followed her inside the suite and removed the coat from her shoulders. Allyson clasped her hands at the small of her back and wandered through the suite.

  “Wow,” she said. “This is huge.”

  He placed the bag on the bed, then returned to the main room. “Make yourself at home.” He rolled his sleeves up and removed his neck tie. “I figured if I was coming to Vegas, I was staying in style.” For now, he wasn’t going to be a stickler for control. He needed to know she was comfortable. Plus, he wanted to get a few things straightened out.

  “You are.” She stood in front of the bank of windows. “It’s like having the whole world lit up in Christmas lights.”

  “Almost makes me wish I had a tree in here.” He eased up behind her and gathered her in his arms again. He rested his chin on her shoulder. “You look beautiful tonight.”

  “Thanks.”

  He dragged his nose along her neck, breathing in the scent of her perfume. “Before we start, I want the truth. Are you with someone else?”

  “No.” The corner of her mouth kinked. “I’m single.”

  “What about that boyfriend?” He let go of her long enough to tug her into the bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed, beside the bag and pulled her astride his lap.

  “You mean Chad?” She shrugged. “It was nothing.”

  Jordy untied her dress, allowing the bodice to fall away from her chest again. “Oh.” He drank in the image of her hard nipples decorated in gold and silver. A thought occurred to him. “Chad? The jerk who tried to sell us insurance?”

  She squeezed her thighs together and folded her hands in her lap. She balled her hands. “It was just two dates. One before we played the last time and once afterwards.”

  “He’s boring.” Jordy met her gaze.

  “I figured that out.” Her smile fell and she toyed with the top half of her dress. “Why are we discussing this now?”

  “I refuse to step in on someone’s relationship.” He cupped her jaw in both hands. “I don’t want to be just your Dom. I want to be the man in your life.”

  “You are.”

  Too bad she didn’t sound convinced. He nodded. They’d play, then they’d talk. “Up. I want to see all of you.”

  Allyson scooted off his lap and turned around. “You need to unzip me. I barely got in this thing without help.”

  He pressed his face into the small of her back and left a trail of kisses down her spine. He tugged the zipper tab until the dress landed in a heap at her feet. The head of the plug gleamed in the light and the fine sheen of perspiration glittered on her skin. She turned around again and faced him, then sank to her knees.

  “You need to open your present, sir.” She folded her hands on her lap. “Please?”

  “Don’t need to beg.” He opened the bag, then withdrew the box. He stared at the green paper. The package looked plain, but he knew the wrapping meant little. He tore the bow off the top, then ripped the paper. The lid of the box came off and landed on the bed.

  “Oh!” She lurched forward. “That wasn’t supposed to happen.”

  Jordy grinned and moved the tissue paper aside. Nestled in the thin, white paper were two smaller boxes. He knew the insignia on the smaller of the two. His breath clogged in his throat. She’d remembered. He lifted the lid on the small box and turned the item around.

  “You bought the watch.” He eased the thick silver band off the black velvet core. “Wow.”

  “You’ve got the sport one or smart one or whatever you call it, but this one.” She shrugged or shivered—he wasn’t sure. Allyson flattened her palms on her thighs. “It screamed power.”

  “Sure does.” He removed his smart watch and replaced it with the new one. The weight of the thicker band would take some getting used to, but he didn’t care.

  “You were supposed to look under the face.” She rose up on her knees and slid the watch off his wrist. “See?” She pointed to words on the back of the mechanism.

  For the man who gets me.

  Damn. She blew his mind on a regular basis with her balancing act—sweet, mild and dowdy at
school, then a vixen when they were alone. Why had he wasted so much time dancing around her when he could’ve been dancing with her?

  Allyson slipped the watch back onto his wrist. “Plus, it makes you look even more powerful.”

  “It does.” He palmed the back of her neck and drew her close for a kiss. “Thank you. It’s perfect.” He mashed his mouth down on hers. She tasted like the finest wine and flowed through his veins. Their teeth clashed a couple of times and he sucked on her tongue. She was in his soul, too.

  He parted long enough to nudge her to the floor. He wanted to play with her, but the play wasn’t going to last—not with him on the edge. His cock throbbed against the zipper of his dress slacks.

  She sank to her knees between his legs. One by one, she freed the buttons on his shirt. He twisted a lock of her hair between his fingers. Her being nude and at his command was so hot. The light caught on the metal in her nipples and her breasts jiggled with every breath.

  Once she had his shirt open, she leaned forward and rubbed her face on his abdomen. Jordy shrugged out of the dress garment, then yanked the undershirt up over his head. The chilly air in the room did little to quench the fever coursing through his veins.

  “You didn’t open the second box.” She placed the longer box, covered in red paper, on his lap. “Please do.”

  He tilted his head, then obliged her. The paper landed in shreds at his feet as he opened the box.

  “I want you to use that on me.” She opened the lid. “See?”

  He nodded and scooped the paddle from the box. “Dual purpose?” He turned the paddle over and rubbed the furry side over her breasts. “Does it tickle?”

  “Yes, sir.” She clasped her hands behind her back and thrust out her chest. “More.”

  “You have been bad.” He cupped one of her breasts in his palm, then rubbed the fur over her nipple.

  “Sir.” She closed her eyes and tipped her head back. Her lips parted. “Sir.”

  “Stand. I want you across my lap.”

  “Fuck yes, sir.” Allyson wobbled to her feet, then stretched across his thighs. Her ass wiggled as she moved. “I’ve been horrible.”