His Golden Cuffs: Christmas (5 page)

He guided her over his knees and she shuddered in anticipation of his touch
.
His hand reached across her and closed around her hair, pulling her head back
.
Anya felt her nipples pebble and dug her nails into Leo's leg
.

"Okay, little cat, put those hands on the floor
.
Just for that set of prickles, let's make it ten swats, not five
.
"

Anya groaned and a surge of wetness flooded her panties
.
She let go of Leo's leg and extended her arms - pressing her palms flat against the floor
.

Leo's finger traced the lacy edge of her silken barrier and Anya quivered in anticipation of the first sharp snap of his hand against her heated flesh
.
She felt him chuckle and considered giving him a quick nip of her teeth to share her displeasure at waiting, but before she could move, his hand moved and snapped against the round curve of her ass
.

It was pain and pleasure and she couldn't stop the moan as she said, "One
.
"

"One what?"

"One, sir
.
"

The next few fell in quick succession, as soon as she said the number, the next blow fell against skin until she was panting with need for him
.
He paused and she arched against him, feeling his growing need against her side
.

She wanted him to throw her down and claim her, but no matter how she wiggled against him, the hand in her hair grew iron hard and Leo said, "Don't push, or I'll make you serve me for hours before I give you what you are begging for
.
"

Anya sighed against him
.
There was a certain appeal to that as well, even though she ached for his touch
.
She squealed when his finger slipped under the edge of her panties and parted her folds
.
His gentle stroke belied the firm hand in her hair as he circled her hard nub, then moved to her waiting core
.

Anya couldn't help but scream out as his finger entered her
.
She was so close to the edge she thought she might explode, when he moved his hand away from her
.
He was methodically dealt out the last 4 swats, not letting her gather her composure
.

"Don't
.
You
.
Dare
.
Come
.
"

Anya pulled shuddering breaths into her body and let him move her to his satisfaction
.
It took all of her concentration to bring herself back from the edge
.
She realized she was straddling Leo when he put her hands on his shoulders
.

"Don't move your hands
.
Do you understand?" She nodded at him
.
"Can I trust you not to come until I tell you?"

Anya bit her lip and said, "I can't make any promises
.
I'm more sensitive
...
" She shrugged her shoulders
.

"Well, then
.
Yellow if it's getting too close
.
This is going to be fun to play with
.
Do you like this shirt?"

Anya said, "I don't feel much of anything about it
.
It's just a shirt
.
"

"Good
.
"

Leo grabbed the front of her shirt and pulled, sending the buttons flying
.
Her black, lacy bra dipped low and Leo moved up her rib cage until his thumbs could hook the edge and pull the cups below her nipples
.
He dipped his head to take a brief taste, enjoying the view for a moment, then ripped the fragile silk shirt down the back, letting the tatters flutter down her arms
.

She gasped in shock at the strength Leo exhibited, almost couldn't stop herself and stuttered out, "Y-yellow!"

He paused, his teeth still at her nipple until she stopped shivering and nodded at him
.

He flicked his tongue at her hardened nub, then let go and said, "Figuring out just how sensitive you can get is going to be so much fun
.
But I don't think I have too much play in me, right now
.
And you seemed to like the tearing, so
...
"

Leo locked eyes with Anya and moved his hands to one side of her panties, easily popping the fabric at her hip, before moving to the other side and ripping the remnants off her, leaving her completely open to his touch
.
His eyes were hypnotic as he reached between her legs and parted her wet folds
.
One hand stroked her gently while he unzipped his pants
.

Anya almost wept when he rose slightly and rubbed the head of his cock against her, sweeping past her waiting entrance, finally rubbing against her clit
.
After the third slow stroke, Anya could no longer keep from trembling but stumbled over speaking
.
She knew she couldn't hold back and wailing sounds fell out of her
.

There was triumph in Leo's eyes as she struggled and finally just wailed, "Please, I can't
...
"

He wouldn't break eye contact and just growled at her, "Now, if you want to," as he lowered her down onto his waiting shaft
.
As the head of his cock penetrated her waiting core, she was overcome and exploded around him, screaming his name as she orgasmed when he was fully seated in her
.

He held her down on his cock, relishing the feel of her spasming around him
.
He wrapped his arms around her as she collapsed against him
.
She was boneless and unable to move as he shifted against her
.
He would pull back, then ease into her, slowly
.
She was reduced to mewling cries as he pushed her slowly back to her peak, each slow thrust driving her higher until she tried to move against him, to push him to take her harder, faster
.

But his arms where like iron around her, he was setting the almost glacial pace
.
Her need was driving her mad and she finally begged, 'Please, Leo, I need you
.
"

Leo nipped her neck as Anya begged
.
He released her body and let her ride him for a few moments, while he finished stripping her of her shirt and bra
.

Anya threw her head back and undulated against him, trying her best to take control, to make him take her hard
.
She heard more fabric rip, and grinned
.
He was ripping his own clothes off
.

His movement took her off guard and she yelped as he stood
.
She wrapped her legs around him, but he shifted her easily to the ground
.
She didn't have time to complain, as he shed his pants and flicked her ruined skirt from around her waist to the ground
.

"Nothing between us
.
"

He pulled her to the fluffy rug in front of the fireplace and they sank down together
.

"I love you, Anya
.
"

Anya reveled in his trembling words
.
Leo grabbed both her wrists in one of his hands, holding them above her head and he eased back into her
.
She couldn't help but writhe against him, desperate for that one last connection
.

Their thrusts grew frenzied and Anya keened, knowing she wasn't going to be able to stop herself or slow down
.

As soon as Leo felt Anya begin to spasm around him, he took two powerful thrusts to push her over the edge and followed her over the cliff, moving against her until they were completely spent
.

#

Leo and Anya lay in front of the fire, replete
.
Leo let his hand wander over Anya's curves until it rested on her belly
.

Anya said, "It sort of scares me a little, you know
.
"

"Having a baby?"

"No, well, yes
.
But I've done a lot of reading and I know that my body is going to change
.
"

His hand stilled and she felt her body tighten
.

"Do you think I love you because of your body?"

"No, but you don't know how you'll feel to have a rapidly expanding wife while you are surrounded by drop dead gorgeous women all perfectly happy to take my place
.
"

He tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his eyes and said, "I know I was a stupid asshole, hungry for revenge
.
But while I hope I've more than proven that I adore your body, what I love beyond measure is you
.
The way you move through the world with a ready smile and a loving heart
.
"

He dropped kisses on her forehead and said, "Will your body change and grow? Of course
.
You are granting us a precious gift, nurturing our child
.
"

He stroked her hips and belly and said, "You might get stretch marks and when I see them, I'll remember this moment right now
.
When you told me you were pregnant and we're having a baby
.
" He let his hands wander over Anya's body, hoping she could feel his words as well as hear them
.
"I will spend every minute of the rest of my life proving to you over and over again how life and the march of time will change our bodies, but I will still love you and absolutely adore you
.
Do you understand?"

"Oh, Leo, you have a silver tongue
.
I love you
.
"

"I love you
.
And I'm still thinking one hundred thousand is a perfectly lovely number for a family
.
"

"It's not that silver
.
"

"One thousand?"

"Three
.
I'd be willing to consider three
.
"

"Like your family?"

"It's a good number
.
"

"Then it's perfect
.
Now, speaking of silver tongues
...
" Leo trailed off as he kissed his way down Anya's shoulder, determined to make the most of the night
.

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