Page 121 of Sweet Everythings


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Laughed.

His deep chuckle warmed me from the inside out and was not at all what I expected after the visit with his dad.

“Oh, now you’re asking for punishment,” he teased.

“Too bad Inky’s here to protect me.”

“Inky,” he stressed, “is upstairs fast asleep.”

He pulled me away from the door towards the basement stairs.

“Where are we going?”

“Dungeon,” he growled playfully.

My eyebrows shot up with delight. “Dungeon? I mean, I know you’re old but that’s positively medieval!”

“Laugh now while you can.” He smiled and turned on the light.

I looked around and took in the comfy seating, the wet bar, huge, wide-screen TV, and glass wall of the walkout opening to the backyard. “Oh, Ares! It’s beautiful!”

Nowthiswas a family room. This was the place to kick back and relax. Upstairs was beautifully, and professionally, decorated. Down here, here is where I could practically smell him.

“You like it?”

“I love it,” I corrected as I spun in a slow circle. “Is this your man-cave?”

“No,” he scowled. “I don’t need a man-cave. I don’t spend much time in this room.” He pointed out a door leading to the other side of the basement. “That is where Sia and I play. The rest of her toys are down here in her playroom.”

I took two steps in that direction before feeling his hands come to rest on my waist.

His mouth hit the juncture between my neck and shoulder.

I suppressed a shiver.

“Your toys, however,” he continued, “are over here.”

Ares

Truly, she was no less than perfect. Her lips curved in a perpetual smile; one I looked forward to wiping off her face.

Walking behind her, I nudged her toward the bar and the cushioned bench seat placed in front of it. With my chest at her back, I urged her up onto her knees.

“I think this is a little low for the bar, honey,” she said gently.

“I did my research.” I dragged my hands down her hips, stepping closer to assess. “And it’s perfect.”

Bending low, keeping one hand on her lower back, I opened the cupboard built into the bar and pulled out a cuff.

“What’s that?” she muttered, her body tensing under my hand.

“This,” I dangled it in front of her, “is punishment.”

“Oh,” she laughed tightly. “Oh, dear.”

I stopped immediately and dropped the cuff on the floor. Pulling her back to my chest, I linked my hands loosely around her stomach. “If this doesn’t rock your boat, we don’t have to use it.”

Her abdomen quivered with her shaky breaths. “Have you used this with anyone else?”

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