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"Nick… what..." I halt my sentence when he shows a small white box decorated with a golden bow on top. "What… is… that?"
"It's a present I brought back from New York."
"But—"
"Take it, and open it."
My fingers tremble when he hands me the gift. I stare at it.
"What are you waiting for? Open it?"
With care, my fingers untangle the bow and I lift the lid. My breath halts seeing the most stunning golden necklace I've ever seen lying on a black velvet background. Attached to it is an angel pendant, holding a heart that is embedded with small, green, sparkly stones. "Nick… this is..."
"Look at the back."
I read the inscription.
Nick's Angel.
He takes it from the box. "Let me put it on you."
Without a sound, I pull my hair up, and after he secures it he turns me back.. "Perfect," he says as his eyes travel over me. "I asked the jeweler to put in stones that match your gorgeous forest green irises,” he says with pride.
The warmth and love in his brown orbs are overwhelming. "You, Emma, are and will always be my angel. Whatever happens, we will work through it together."
Without letting him talk further, I kiss him. "I love you."
He grabs my hips and pulls me closer. After a long, intense moment, he pulls his lips from mine and whispers in a husky tone. "How about we pretend you've been a naughty angel? If that's still what you want? Because I'm ready to see your sexy ass turn pink."
With my skin bursting into goosebumps and my core throbbing as my mind pictures what he's referring to, I answer.. "Oh, Mister Brown, I've been very bad."
He slaps my left butt cheek. "Let's go."
I chuckle when he lifts and throws me over his shoulder. With one hand behind my knees and the other on my ass, he makes his way to our bedroom.
"It's time to show you another level of heavenly pleasure, Angel."
The temperature between us rises and the room floods with the scent of our aroused state and the lust emanating from our pores as he glides me down his body.
"Do you have that blue tie I left here?"
I move towards my drawer and sway my hips while opening the drawer and pulling out the piece of fabric. "This one?" I say, sliding it through my fingers as I return.
"Turn and peel off your shirt and tight pants."His voice is clear and deep as liquid amber. I obey by removing my clothing, but when I bend forward to remove my shoes and pants, a deep, manly grunt heightens my sense of empowerment.
"Do you trust me?" he asks when he moves behind me.
"Yes."
The fabric feels velvety on my skin and a shiver of want pools between my thighs as he blindfolds me. "How bad of a girl have you been?" he asks while brushing his palm over my stomach.
I love this role play, and I let my mind come up with a naughty reply. "Very bad, Mister Brown."
He presses my back against his chest, and when his hands cup my breasts and he pinches my tips, my nerve endings sparkle. His hands leave my breasts and trail down my arms.
"Tell me what you did?" he whispers near my ear.
"I've used the pink goddess."
