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Kat pulled the towel from her head. The scene in front of her made her forget all about the lights outside.
Her husband reclined on the bed, naked except for the gift-wrapped box balanced on his flat stomach. A frilly silver bow overflowed the box and curled around his erect penis.
A low-level buzz swept over her skin. She’d always associated that tingle with Liam, because whenever she saw him, that little wave of arousal swept through her. Even now, after eight years of marriage.
“Is that what you got me?” She dropped her towel and, grinning, crawled across the bed to place a kiss atop the smooth, flushed head of his cock.
Liam grasped his shaft with one hand and angled his erection away from her mouth. “This is for later. For now you can have what’s in the box.”
She stuck out her tongue but sat back on her feet and pulled the box close. Liam groaned as the ribbon tickled his balls.
“I offered,” Kat said impishly.
“Later.” He rose from the bed and went into the bathroom. “Did you leave any hot water?”
“Little bit.” She pried open the box to reveal another surprise, delicate layers of paper imprinted with the logo of her favorite French lingerie boutique.
She dug through the packaging until her fingers struck silk. Careful with the cool, tissue-thin fabric, she pulled it from the box and held it up by its tiny straps. The bordello-red confection took her breath away. Though the demi-bra was opaque silk, the midriff was sheer, delicate lace, with only a wide pleated strip of silk at the hips to hide her assets.
“Liam, this is practically a Band-Aid.” But she carefully smoothed the silk between her fingers. It felt like heaven in her hands. Kat rubbed the butter-soft material against her stiff nipples and moaned.
“Put it on,” Liam said. “I want you to wear it to dinner.”
“Um. That’s some dinner. Just what are you planning?” A second item lay nestled among the tissue paper. Kat drew out a tiny red G-string, its miniscule crotch framed in more lace. She would be the very naughtiest of the naughty in this.
“Santa doesn’t divulge his secrets and I don’t either. Get dressed. I want to look at you.”
While Liam finished shaving and dragged on a pair of pants, she brushed out her damp hair and slipped the G-string up over her legs. Her first impression of the baby doll was correct—it barely covered her breasts, leaving the full upper curves exposed. Her nipples stood prominently against the silk.
“Perfect,” Liam said behind her. “Your ass is so fucking amazing.”
The compliment, accompanied by a possessive stroke over her butt, tripped her body into sex mode. Her pussy heated and softened. “Who am I dressing for tonight? You or him or both of you?”
He didn’t answer immediately, too intent on petting her. Kat closed her eyes and focused on the light pressure of his fingers over her skin, the slow burn he roused inside her. His touch never failed to ignite.
Liam turned her to face him, tipping her chin up with his thumb. His pale blue eyes were serious, more serious than she expected. “You’re my wife, no matter who else we might enjoy.”
Something in his voice brought questions to her lips but Liam quieted them with a kiss. “Love you, K-K.”
“I love you, too,” she replied, bemused.
He ran his fingers through the hair at her temples, pulling it straight before releasing the dark brown curls to frame her face. “Ready?”
Taking her hand in his, he led her downstairs. The neighborhood Christmas lights cast a soft, rosy glow through the front windows.
Liam ignored the display outside and headed for the kitchen. Kat followed, equal parts curious and uncertain. When she caught sight of Liam’s third, her mouth fell open.
* * *
Hunter felt like he’d been kicked in the gut. He recovered faster than she did and narrowed his eyes at Liam. “You told me she was in California. Visiting her sister.”
Liam shrugged. “I lied.”
“Why?”
“To get you here. Now are you finally going to finish what you started, or are you going to disappear for another ten years?”
Kat snapped her head around to look at her husband. “What the hell, Liam?”
