“Sonny!” I exclaimed as a fit of laughter left my throat.
He was tickling me as he tossed me on the bed for the fifth time this afternoon.
I had been trying to escape his clutches all morning so that I could take care of other things, but he wasn’t allowing it. Instead, he had breakfast served in his room and held me there making love to me till well into the mid part of the day.
I knew that, eventually we would have to break free. His mother had a massive Christmas dinner planned, and we still had to meet the others to exchange gifts.
“I have something for you,” he whispered against my ear slowly, kissing my neck.
“What is that?” I asked with a smile, trying to get ahold of myself before I ended up his sex toy again. Not that I minded.
Chuckling, he slid from the bed, and his warmth was something I missed and craved instantly.
“Where are you going?” I whined, wanting him to come back.
