Free Jennifer's Gift (The Fantasy #2) by Nicole Ryan Page A

velvety voice sent tingles down my spine as I thought about that tongue on my body.
    “A gift.” I replied quietly.
    Charles raised an eyebrow before disappearing into our bedroom and returning with the steel spreader bar. He turned it over i n his hands, the leather cuffs clinking as they fell over and dangled from their locks. Charles tapped it on his palm lightly.
    “And what is the other set of cuffs for? ” He asked with a small smile.
    “For whatever you want to do with them.” I whispered, a lump forming in my throat.
    Charles smirked and disappeared again. When he returned this time his shirt was open and he was tugging off his tie, his biceps jumping slightly and making my pussy clench. He glanced at me as he removed his watch and placed it beside his sink on the double vanity. Slowly he walked over to me holding his hand out and I took it, stepping from the tub and standing in front of him. He crouched before me as he began to towel me dry, rubbing rough circles over my skin and making my body tingle. When he leaned up he captured my left nipple in his mouth, circling my breast with his hands before abruptly abandoning it and taking my other nipple between his teeth, pulling them over my sensitive flesh and making me jump.
    “I love you so much , Jen.” He said quietly, looking up into my eyes as I curled my fingers into his hair.
    “I love you more.” I said before sinking to my knees and opening his pants.
    Charles sat back on his heels and slipped his fingers over my bun. I felt my hair tumble down over my damp shoulders as I took Charles’ thick head into my mouth, inhaling his musky scent, it was intoxicating. I massaged his head with my tongue gently as I worked over his shaft and balls, rolling them in my palms before sliding my hands up and giving his head a twist with my mouth. Charles gathered my hair up in his hands and watched me devour him inch by inch, struggling to take all of him into my throat.
    Charles moaned and his balls crept up toward his body, I slid my fingers along them gently and began to stroke his taunt muscle behind them, dragging my fingers forward and back until he grunted and shot his hot cum into my throat. I closed my eyes as I swallowed, squeezing his shaft from base to head, sucking every drop from him before he grasped my shoulders and hauled me to my feet.
    “Come here.” He said softly and I followed him into our bedroom.
    Charles slapped my bottom as he crossed the bedroom and opened my bureau, opening my lingerie drawer and rummaging through it, his face determined to find something. He returned with a pair of thigh high stockings, and a tight black control top thong that I hadn’t worn since the night I bought it, because it was such a pain in the ass to put on and take off. Charles held them out to me and I took them, quickly shimmying into the panties as Charles returned with one of my black bras and a strand of large black beads.
    “Put those on too.” He said softly as he gathered my hair into his hands and kneeled on the bed behind me while I pulled on my stockings.
    Charles quickly braided my hair; it was messy, but impressive that he even remembered how to do it. When he came around to stand in front of me he held the Spreader Bar, and a pair of heels. He slipped the heels over my stockings, before he stood and laid the steel rod across my shoulders. First, he secured the collar to my neck, before lifting my left wrist and fastening the cuff around it and doing the same with my right. I gazed up at him, a small smile playing on his lips as he stared down into my face.
    “What are we going to do?” I asked. Surely we were not going to go outside in daylight with me dressed this way?
    “I’d like to have dinner on the back patio.” He said with a laugh.
    Charles helped me to my feet and led me down the stairs by placing two fingers on the base of my spine. My breasts were thrust out in front of me with my wrists curled around the bar, and I stared