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As soon as we were inside, he ran upstairs to the bedroom, dropping his clothes on the way.
I locked the front door and followed him, picking up his shoes, shirt, trousers, and finally his underwear.
He lay prone on the bed, his arse in the air and I laughed.
“I’m ready for you, Daddy.”
He definitely was. He never failed to get me aroused and my cock twitched at the sight.
“Turn over. I want to look at you.” His dick was another thing that never failed to amaze me. But tonight, I wanted to make him scream my name as I made him come.
He turned over and leant on his elbows, eyeing me suspiciously as I brought the gift bag out of the wardrobe.
“What’s in there? Something for me?”
“Oh, definitely for you, sweetheart.”
I took out the lube first, then the butt plug. His eyes lit up. “Oh my god, Daddy. I love it!”
He reached for it, but I slapped his hand away.
“Be patient. I have something else.” He was going to love this.
Slowly I removed the paddle and smacked it against my palm.
“Are you ready for this?”
“Oh, my fucking god, Daddy. I think I love you.”
EPILOGUE
ONE YEAR LATER
LIAM
Four cases sat in the hallway downstairs. I didn’t think I’d forgotten anything, but you never knew. Only one of them was John’s. He liked to pack light.
I, on the other hand, needed to pack for every eventuality.
Ziggy would be here in an hour to take us to the airport. There was one last thing we needed to do before we left.
“I’m ready,” I shouted. Where the hell had John got to?
I was on the bed on my knees with my arse in the air, my forehead resting on the pillows. He’d already placed a blindfold over my eyes. I was wearing a body harness with thigh and wrist restraints, my arms firmly held behind my back.
Things had definitely moved on from a year ago, where our sex life was concerned. I’d definitely call it adventurous these days.
Not that I was complaining. John had embraced it completely and loved playing as much as I did.
A feather trailed down my spine, and I shivered. I hadn’t heard him enter the room.
“I know you are, sweetheart. I’m here.”
I loved impact play but adored sensual play.
The toy in question was a crop with a feather on the end. John would usually taunt and tease me with it until I couldn’t take anymore and would beg for release.
Unsure when we’d have time to play again, we were taking the opportunity to do it now. Serious impact play was out, as our flight would take over nine hours. I didn’t fancy sitting for that long with a sore arse.
