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If he doesn’t bring my package everything is going to be ruined. I glance over at Phoenix, who is sound asleep on the sofa. He crashed out early today for his nap. His daddy took him out for an early fishingtrip.
When he got home I’d sent him on his way with a list of things that needed to be done. He didn’t question me, happily taking the list and giving me a hard deep kiss. Normally I’d do all those things, but I needed him out ofhere.
He likes to keep me home so he was all about looking after the list of items to keep me locked away at home, even more so now that I’m knocked up again, with our second child. Another little boy. I have a feeling this might be our last. Carver gets so worked up when I’m pregnant, which doesn’t even make sense. He loves getting me pregnant and seeing my belly round, but he also worries himself toomuch.
I place my hand on my belly, rubbing the little bump I have there. Carver said he wanted a girl, but when I reminded him of dating and sending her off into the world he had a giant change of heart. The relief on his face when the doctor said it was another boy was almost comical. Besides, I like being the only girl in hislife.
I glance over at the clock again. I know Carver won’t be home for hours, but I’m still excited. I have a naughty night planned for us. Today is the anniversary of when he took myvirginity.
Last week when we’d been out, a man hit on me. Carver scared the man off, then told me about how he was going to tie me to our bed so he wouldn’t have to worry about anyone thinking they could try and lure me away from him. I’d rolled my eyes, but my pussy had clenched, and now I can’t get the idea of being tied down to the bed out of mymind.
But I want it to be a surprise and I was scared he’d be the one who would receive the delivery box with the straps in it for ourbed.
I’m also a little worried about how the box will be labeled. I blush a little, glad we have a female mail carrier. I jump up and rush for the door when I see the mail truck, forgetting that I’m dressed in a robe with nothing but a small tee and underwear onunderneath.
Out of the mail truck comes a man I’ve never seen before. He looks to be a little older than me, with shaggy blonde hair. He’s not our normal mail carrierMartha.
“Where’s Martha?” I ask as he carries my box towardsme.
He licks his lips, his eyes roaming over my body. I fight an eyeroll. Thank God my husband isn’thome.
“I wouldn’t mind having her route if I got to see you every day.” He says it with a cocky smirk. He steps onto my, porch crowding my space while handing me the box. He looks down at the shipping label, and his eyes widen. I look down to see the return address carries the name Tie HerDown.
“Shit,” Imumble.
“I'm more than willing to lend ahand.”
I go to respond, but then all the hairs on my body stand up at the sound of a loud growl. I grab the box from the postman and turn around and run into the house. Moments later I hear squealing tires and I know the postman just booked it out of here, too. I dart into our bedroom, looking for somewhere to hide the box, but Carver is onme.
Panicked, I toss the box. It hits the wall and drops to thefloor.
“What did that little prick give you?” he growls, going for the box. I step in front ofhim.
“Mail. He’s themailman.”
“We have a mailwoman.” He picks me up and I wrap my legs aroundhim.
“Not today, it seems.” I rest my hands on his shoulders, hoping he forgot about thebox.
“I can’t leave this house for five minutes without someone sniffing around you. Maybe my princess needs a tower,” he growls before tossing me on the bed. He goes for the box and I’m no match for hisspeed.
He rips it open easily and peers inside. He pulls out the straps and tosses them on thebed.
“This will worktoo.”
I have no idea how long I was in those straps. I only know that I came so many times I passed out inthem.
Epilogue
Carver
Seven yearslater…
It’s beena long day at work, and I’m ready to get home to my Lainey and the boys. Not to mention today’s my birthday. It’s weird because normally Lainey makes a really big deal about birthdays, especially since we’ve had kids. But this morning when I woke up, she was in such a rush she didn’t even mentionit.
I let the crew off early today thinking I could make it home before the kids get finished with school, and have some alone time with my wife. But the guys are dragging me to a bar for a beer in celebration of the end of a long project. I thought for a minute they would say it was for my birthday, but nobody said anything. And it’s not like we go around celebrating them for everybody anyway. I agreed to one beer, and then home, and they all seemed excited. Overly excitedeven.
When we get to the bar off Route Nine the guys pile out of the truck. Bill’s is about a halfway point to home, but it’s a dive and not a place I usually visit. Every now and then I’ll grab a beer with the guys after work, but it’s rare. I’m always so excited to get home to my family after a long day that I’m kicking up dust as soon as it’s quittingtime.
