“Thank you, sir. I really like it.”
“Eggnog and salad fixings are in the fridge,” he pointed and she followed his instructions. She grabbed the lettuce, tomatoes, onions, olives, and cucumbers. Eliot handed her a bag of croutons and she tossed the vegetables in a bowl. When she was finished, she placed the salad on the table among a few other dishes he had already finished preparing. She licked her lips, seeing a bowl of macaroni and cheese, steamed zucchini and squash, as well as a few large sweet potatoes. Her stomach growled in anticipation.
Next, she took out two mugs to serve the cold eggnog. Looking over her shoulder, she reached into her pocket and pulled out the flask. Undoing the cap, she poured a healthy shot of rum into each cup. Slipping the rum back into her pocket, she turned and grabbed the eggnog out of the fridge. She filled the mugs close to the top and sprinkled a dash of cinnamon on the top of the two drinks. Grinning with mischief, she picked up the cups and brought them over to the table.
She watched as Eliot prepared the rest of the dinner and her mouth watered as delectable scents of a home-cooked meal met her nose. She saw him take a small roast out of the oven and helped him to carry it to the nearby kitchen counter. He carved the roast and finally brought over a plate of delicious meat. Glancing out the window for a moment, she gasped.
“It’s snowing! Look at all those flakes!”
The wind howled and a blanket of white swirled in front of the window.
“Was it supposed to snow this weekend?” he asked, frowning at the storm. “That looks like blizzard-worthy snow right there.”
“I didn’t think to check the weather.”
“You just might get snowed in here, little one. For quite a while by the looks of that storm.”
She grinned and looked back at him. “Well, I guess worse things could happen, right?”
“You have no idea what you’re in for these next few days. Do you, young lady?”
Giggling, she smiled up at him. Despite all his threats, she still felt entirely safe. He sat down next to her and began to pile some of the mouthwatering food onto his plate. She did the same, choosing a pink piece of roast meat and a large sweet potato.
The moment she sat down, she flushed hotly, feeling the butt plug between her cheeks press deeper inside of her. She noticed Eliot was watching her with a dark look, a smirk showing at the corners of his lips. Squirming, she avoided his gaze and instead focused on the food before her, unable to forget about the arousal that was definitely collecting between her thighs.
With a deep swallow, she served herself some of the salad and took a ginormous swig of her eggnog in order to distract her mind from such thoughts.
Delicious.
With trepidation, she watched as he took a sip of his own. His eyes flashed to hers, narrowing with realization. He cleared his throat and she squirmed in her seat.
“Raina…”
Her already warmed bottom tingled with anticipation.
“Did you spike the eggnog without my permission?”
His steady gaze caused her stomach to tie up in knots. She glanced down at his massive palms as he flexed his hands. She couldn’t even form the words to answer before he began to speak once again.
“Seems my naughty girl wants to earn a punishment, doesn’t she?”
His eyes darkened with mystery and she couldn’t help but feel incredibly aroused. Wetness pooled between her thighs and her clit pulsed in tune with her heart. She knew Eliot had darker desires and she’d only experienced a portion of them. She was both excited and nervous at the prospect of punishment, but a certain aspect of it was enthralling. Pressing her thighs together, she trembled and waited for what he would do next.
“We’re going to finish our dinner and then, I’m going to take you upstairs. You’re going to get punished like never before, little one.”
She couldn’t help but moan, completely turned on at the possibilities of experiencing what it really meant to be his submissive.
They ate their dinner with an easy silence. She polished off her eggnog and felt a soft tingle underneath her skin. The rum eased her nerves a little, yet she couldn’t hold back her excitement. She wanted him to take her upstairs and have his way with her. Unable to stop herself, she whined a little.
“Patience, Raina. We’ll begin soon. Keep it up and I’ll put you in the corner.”
When they finished eating, he cleared the table and she helped him package up the leftover food as well as clean the dishes. The chores finished, she glanced at him expectantly. She felt his presence behind her and she breathed in his manly scent. His hands gripped the top of her shoulders before sliding down her arms to the pockets at her hips.
He reached in and took out the flask from her pocket. He twisted the cap off and pressed it to her lips.
“Drink.”
She obeyed and took a big swallow of the alcohol. It burned a little going down her throat, but it felt good to follow his command. It felt right. He was silent as he put the flask back on the counter.