Page 179 of A Very Naughty Christmas

He indulged her as they sat down next to the tree and he handed her the first gift. Hesitantly, she began unwrapping it and smiled when she saw a box of delicious salted caramel dark chocolate.

“This is seriously one of my favorites!”

“Good. I saw you eat a piece out of your purse one time.”

“How did you have time to shop for all this?”

“Honestly? Ever since we met, I see things when I’m shopping and think of you. I’ve picked up a few presents here and there, but once you said you’d come spend time with me over the holidays, I kind of went a little crazy.”

She felt her heart flutter a bit and she beamed up at him. Never before in her life had she been taken care of so thoroughly and completely. He was so confident, so gorgeous that she felt like she should pinch herself. She was so lucky that she’d been able to work with him in the first place. She wondered where she would be if the graduate school administration hadn’t lost her paperwork, if she’d never found the nerve to challenge him, if she’d never touched herself at work late that night.

Everything had happened for a reason.

She grinned when he leaned forward and put a small pile of presents together. She watched him with interest until he began to speak.

“I want you to pick three presents out of this pile. Most of them are kink related, but afew are not.”

Confused, she crawled over to the pile. There were five gifts total. One of the boxes was relatively small and the rest were large. She moved the largest box toward her, as well as the smallest. Third, she picked a medium-size thin box, assuming it was probably some sort of lingerie.

He picked one from her pile and told her to open it first. Hesitantly, she realized this gift was relatively heavy and she unwrapped the package. Giggling when she saw what it was, she held up the package in her hands.

“It’s a pretty emerald green butt plug!”

“It’ll match those pretty green eyes when it’s deep between those bottom cheeks! Now, open this one,” he said, passing her the largest box next.

Excited now, she ripped the wrapping paper off the box. When it was clear, she lifted the top of the box off the package. She stilled when she saw what it was.

It was a gorgeous diamond-jeweled collar. Her right hand rose to her throat, feeling the soft ribbon around her neck that had marked her as his for the weekend. This new collar was so much more elegant and gorgeous, the makings of something much more official.

Eliot moved forward and picked up the collar gently. Kneeling in front of her, he held the collar steady on his palm. Pressing a hand to her chest, she gasped.

“Raina, with this permanent collar, I wish to mark you as my one and only submissive. The collar you’re already wearing is a play collar; this means much more to me. It’s an official collar that will mark you as mine, forever. Do you accept both my collar and my dominance?”

“Yes! Please! I want to be your submissive! Please, put it on.”

He smiled and took her Christmas-colored ribbon collar off her throat. He then threaded the new gorgeous one around her skin. He buckled the collar shut and she breathed a sigh of relief once it hugged her neck. Her hands rose to touch it and a delirious sort of happiness raced through her. It felt perfect. It felt right. She was truly his.

The only box left was the small one. The only thought that was racing through her head was what it could possibly be. She couldn’t think of anything kink related that might be in a such a tiny package. Her mind raced. What the hell could it be? Maybe it was a small bullet vibrator. She loved those.

When he handed her the small present, she took it tentatively. Still feeling a warm joy from wearing his collar, she slowly unwrapped the small gift. It ended up being a small white box. She looked up at him, confused, before pulling the cardboard apart.

A small blue velvet jewelry box met her view.

Even more confused now, she met Eliot’s eyes and she could have sworn she saw a hint of nervousness there. He held out his palm and she placed the gift on it.

“Stand up, baby,” he ordered and she obeyed without delay.

He knelt before her on one knee and all of a sudden, she realized what was happening. Her mouth fell open and her hands rushed to cover it.

“Raina. Ever since the first day we met, I’ve wanted you. Now that I’ve had you, I never want to let you go. I love reddening those sexy cheeks of yours and I know you love it too. I love hearing you scream my name when I make you come and I love the sexy sounds you make when I hold you close. I love how you tease me yet know when to hold back. I love how you submit to me without question and I crave it every single night. I love you. I love everything about you.” He paused nervously. Opening the box, he said the words she was waiting to hear. “So, baby girl, will you do me the honor of being both my submissive and my wife? Will you marry me, Raina?”

Her world stopped. The man she loved, the man she’d never imagined would love her back, had just asked her to marry him. Tears leaked from her eyes as she smiled. She’d never felt something was so right ever before in her life.

“Yes,” she whispered, disbelief still clear in her tone. “I’d be honored to be your wife.”

The slight nervousness disappeared from his face and with building confidence, he took the ring from the box and slid it onto her finger. It fit like a glove. Once it was on her hand, she admired the gorgeous stone he had chosen for her.

The diamond was a princess cut, square and surrounded by smaller gems on each side. She had no doubt the ring was worth thousands.

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