“It’s too much.” She pouts.
“Nonsense.” I hand her the box.
She scowls at me like an angry kitten and takes the box. “Elijiah.”
“Calliope,” I purr. “Relax. This one is for us. Just something fun.” Lies. They were custom-made. Only the best for my girl. She doesn’t need to know that, though.
“I didn’t get you a lot of presents.” She bites her lip, worrying the tender flesh raw with her teeth.
“You’ve given me everything I could ever want,” I assure her.
“What’s that?”
“You.”
“Me?” she asks, dumbfounded.
How does she still not get it? I slide onto the bed beside her. “You.”
“There’s nothing else you want?”
The only gift that matters starts and ends with Callie. I wrap my arms around her slender body and pull her onto me in a straddling position. She places her warm palms on my chest as I push her hair behind her ear.
I pour every ounce of my love into my next words. “Nothing else matters. Only you.”
Callie grins, and her dark eyes mist over. She’s been extra emotional for the last couple of days, and I wonder if it’s because she misses her mom.
“You getting weepy on me, Princess?”
She wipes her eyes and sniffs. “It’s all your fault. You keep saying all the right things.”
“I have a lot to say to erase all the dickish things that used to come out of my mouth.”
“That was in the past.” Callie huffs a laugh and pokes me in the side. “You were only mean because you loved me.”
I grin at her. “Maybe.”
Truthfully, she’s right. The moment I opened her file and saw her picture, a strange feeling washed over me. All I wanted was to know more about her. Drown in her deep brown eyes. It was protective, needy, and way too intense to understand. And that pissed me off.
I push those thoughts away. “Open the box already.”
Callie flips the lid, revealing two gold cuff bracelets. A diamond-encrusted carabiner, shaped like a key, adorns one and a heart-shaped lock the other. Unlike her necklace, these aren’t permanent. She can take them on and off. I won’t lie. I hope they stay on more than they don’t.
She runs her index finger over the diamonds. “Wow, these are gorgeous. But how are they for us?”
Picking up the cuff, I show her the hidden mechanism that opens it. I slip the cuff onto her wrist and lock it into place, then repeat the process on her other wrist.
“These are more than bracelets.” I grab her wrist and hold it up. Pushing the locking sleeve back, I open the gate and grip her other wrist, then place the lock shackle through the gate and close it.
As realization dawns on her, Callie’s brown eyes widen. She stares down at her cuffed and locked wrists. Her breath comes in short and fast as she licks her plump lips. Without a word, she tests the restraints.
“What do you think?”
Fire burns in her eyes as she gazes into mine. She inches higher up my body, her knees at my sides, her hot pussy pressed against my shaft. “I think I would like you to show me how these work.”
At her request, my cock goes from semi- to full-on hard as a fucking rock. “You want to play?”
“Yes.” She slides her hot pussy over the ridges of my erection.