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“What an incredible night. I’m totally exhausted but I’m too wired to sleep.”

“I feel the same, and I’m incredibly proud of my brilliant wife. Except—now I’m going to be married to a lingerie mogul. You’ll be busier than I am.”

“I’ll never be too busy for you, and that’s a promise. I still can’t quite believe this is all happening.”

“Stephanie, there’s something very special I want to give you. Prepare yourself.”

“Uh-oh, should I be worried?”

“Steph, I want to give you a wedding.”

“We’re already married.”

“But it was in difficult circumstances, and you didn’t have the cake, the party, the whole thing. The bottom line is, you didn’t have the wedding you deserve.”

“Stewart,” she breathed, shifting her body so she could look at him, “that’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard you say. In fact, that’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard, period!”

“And I’ll take you on a real honeymoon for two weeks. To hell with work, to hell with everything. It’ll still be here when we get back.”

“But what about Luscious Lingerie? I’ve just started.”

“That’s why we have to do this now. Once that ball starts rolling it will gather speed, and taking a trip will become more difficult as time goes by. I promise your new sewing machine won’t sprout legs and run away from home if you’re not here.” She laughed out loud. “Our anniversary is in February,” he continued. “We can do it then. Are you game?”

“Stewart, there’s nothing I’d like better than to become your wife all over again.”

“Then it’s a date,” he said, nuzzling her neck and sliding his hand down her body. “But there’s a catch.”

“Which is?”

“You were supposed to be wearing one of those wicked corsets for me tonight, but I’ll let you off the hook if you make something for our honeymoon.”

“Done,” she murmured, reaching for his stiffening cock. “Why don’t I ever get tired of having sex with you.”

“I’m a sex God. Didn’t you know that?” he declared, roaming his hands across her breasts as he nuzzled her neck.

As he lowered his lips to suck in her nipples and moved his fingers into her moist pussy, she let out a long, low moan.

“Already so wet,” he mumbled as he pushed a finger into her warmth. “So wet and so needy.”

* * *

CLOSING HER EYES ANDhearing the rain splattering on the roof, she let herself float as he kissed his way down to her stomach and his fingers teased and tantalized her sex. Suddenly his mouth was on hers in a crushing, demanding kiss.

“Stewart, I need you,” she pleaded as he pulled back. “Please, I need you so badly.”

“Hold on,” he muttered, slipping from the bed.

He was gone only a moment, and when he returned he was holding the sash from his bathrobe.

“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time,” he said huskily, tying her wrists together and tethering them above her head to the brass headboard. “Bondage is something that’s always appealed to me.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I have no idea, but I’m saying something now,” he said, stretching across her, and spreading her legs with his knees. “Will you be my willing victim?”

“God, yes, please. I love the idea...and I love feeling helpless like this.”

Holding his stiff shaft at her entrance, he thrust forward, then stayed still, buried inside her.

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