Chapter 32
thirty-two
MADDOX
“Then have at it,” she purrs, she bites her bottom lip and stares directly at me. I can feel her gaze in my dick and it begins to harden. Well, it’s always hard when she’s around but with her standing before me with lust-filled eyes, it’s harder than steel.
That’s one thing I love about Ruby/Reindeer, she’s not shy … in anything she does. She may have been a virgin that Christmas, but she was a quick study. She’s happy to ask for, or demand, what she wants. “So, you’re telling me, once I strip this dress off of you, I can do whatever I want to your delectable body?”
She swallows deeply and nods.
“Sweetheart, I’m gonna need you to verbalize that confirmation.”
“Maddox, once you remove my wedding dress from my body, you can do anything you want to me. An-ny-thing.”
Beckoning her forward with my finger, she pushes off the counter and prances across the room. Stopping in front of me, I move my finger in a circular motion, she spins around and gives me her back. My eyes drop to the intricate straps crisscrossing over her torso. “Fuck me, how did you get into this?”
“Your sister,” she says. “Did you know she and Eamon took a shibari course together?”
“That is not anything I need to know about my sister and her husband. Now, zip it so I can concentrate on getting you out of this contraption.”
She glances over her shoulder and seductively murmurs, “Hurry up, Sheriff. I've been a bad girl, and I need punishing.”
My dick thickens in my sweatpants at the thought of seeing my handprint on her ass. “We have two options, I can painstakingly and slowly undo the dress, or I can grab a pair of scissors and cut you out.”
She spins around, rests her hands on her hips, and glares at me, “You are not cutting this dress off of me, Maddox. You will show it the care and love that a dress of this caliber deserves.”
Raising my hands in surrender, I nod. “Okay. Okay, no scissors.”
“Thank you.”
She spins back around and ever so slowly I undo her dress. The lower I go, the looser it becomes and then finally, it free-falls down her body, leaving her in her panties and a sexy as hell strapless bra. She spins around to face me and my gaze roams over her body, paying close attention to her perky tits. “That was hands down the best Christmas present I have ever unwrapped.”
“There’s still a few layers left to unwrap,” she softly whispers and before I get a chance to reply, she reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra. It falls to the floor baring her tits to me. Hooking her fingers in her panties, she shimmies them over her hips and down her legs. She steps out of them and her dress, leaving her naked as the day she was born.
She steals over to me and rests her hands on my chest .
“Fuck, Reindeer, you’re gorgeous with clothes on, but naked, you’re exquisite.”
“Thank you, Mad, but we seem to have a problem.”
“And what’s that?”
“You have far too many clothes on for my liking and as much as I love you in gray sweatpants, I wanna see the goods.”
“So you want to objectify my body?” She nods and, once again, bites her bottom lip. “Well, it is the season of giving, and I vow to give you anything you want.”
“Well, hurry up because I want you naked.”