A Kink in Her Tails by Sahara Kelly

anything. He was working himself into a state, when all he had to do was go through the bedroom door and take his woman.
    Because she was his woman. No matter what she’d planned, what awaited him, she was his woman. He’
    d just have to convince her of that fact.
    Straightening his shoulders, and unsnapping the rivet on his pants as a token gesture toward romance-hero ambience, he crossed the room to her bedroom door.
    He pushed it open. “Eve?”
    “Here, Simon.”
    His breath stopped.
    She was waiting for him. On her bed. But ohmiGod. She was…she was…she was…
    Simon’s mental processes stuttered to a halt like a badly tuned Corvair.
    His pistons froze, his sparkplugs died and his distributor cap hung there with its mouth wide open.
    Eve was resting amidst a bunch of legs, no—wait, there were only two, so they must be hers, but they were wearing those lacy black sheer things that only made her thighs look whiter. Oh God, she had spiky heeled shoes on.
    Along with a leather thong. God. A leather thong.
    Moving upwards, slowly, Simon’s eyes found the cuffs and saw the chain that latched them to her collar.
    A slight glitter rising and falling in time with her breath revealed the sparkling beads that ran from one nipple to the other.
    Simon’s engine coughed back to life.
    “Eve, my God…”
    His pistons started to find their rhythm and his spark plugs settled down to a tidy firing sequence.
    “Eve. You’re…you’re so beautiful.”
    It was an understatement to end all understatements, but seeing as Simon’s engine was now threatening to rev itself out of his leathers, it was quite an accomplishment that he managed to voice anything at all.
    Finally, he dragged his fascinated gaze to her face and forgot everything as he gazed into her eyes.
    “Welcome home, Simon,” she breathed.
    Her heart was shining from her eyes, along with a healthy dose of trepidation. She was as scared as he was.
    For some reason this settled Simon’s nerves and he felt a smile begin to lick around his lips.
    “This is quite something, love. Quite something…”

    He moved to the bed and ran his finger down her cheek, hearing her exhale with pleasure.
    “You like it?”
    “Oh yeah…” His hand slipped down her shoulder and pulled on the chain leash, raising her hands toward him and exposing her breasts fully. The nipple jewelry gleamed and shimmered in the candlelight.
    “Oh yeah,” he repeated, letting his finger nudge the beads and watching as her nipples tightened even more.
    “Simon, I need to say something to you tonight. Something important.” Simon dragged his mind away from her breasts with an effort and attempted to concentrate on what she was saying.
    He knew it was important, he just wished she’d remembered he was a male and thus easily distracted.
    Especially by sparkly things hanging from the most fantastic set of nipples.
    Sighing, he eased down on the bed next to her, stroking his hand down her calf and playing with her toes inside the shoe.
    “May I take this off while we talk?” He slipped his fingers inside her shoe and gently ran them along the side of her foot.
    His grin deepened as he saw her flesh color slightly and her nipples shiver.
    “Um, yeah, sure,” she muttered.
    “Okay.” Sensually, he slid the shoe from her foot, making sure his hand covered as much of the revealed flesh as possible. He tugged on her toes through the stocking.
    She wriggled a little.
    “You were saying?” he prompted, caressing his way back up her calf to her knee.
    “Um…yeah. I was saying…ooohhh that feels good.”
    He’d reached the back of her knee and allowed his fingers to play there, knowing that shortly he’d reach her bare thigh and looking forward to slowly peeling off the hose.
    “Simon, hold it a moment. Let me say this before I lose all rational thought…” Simon paused, biting back a smile. “Go ahead, honey. Tell me.” Eve swallowed and straightened her spine.
    “I love you. I know