they call it role- playing , honey. I play the part of the nasty, mean old kidnapper, and you play the part of the poor, defenseless woman who’s scared and turned on at the same time. It’s a game. Hell, did you really think I would let any other man touch you?”
Of course not. Joseph had never minded when other men looked at Nolie, but on the occasions when someone else had hit on her, Joseph had stepped up immediately to send the other man on his way. Nolie had always been turned on by the way her mellow husband laid claim to her at those times.
She should have known better than to think he would want to bring someone else into their sex life when they’d just finished talking about the need to focus more on each other. But Nolie hadn’t expected anything else Joseph had said that morning, and she couldn’t simply assume anything about what he would or wouldn’t do. She couldn’t even begin to guess how far he would go.
“I don’t know what you’re thinking at all,” she blurted.
Joseph laughed. “Yeah. I did kind of throw this at you out of the blue. I’ve been thinking about it for a while. I just had to work up the guts to talk to you about the idea. I was afraid you’d think I was crazy. Don’t worry. I won’t do anything you don’t agree to.” He dropped his voice to a growl. “And I would never ask you to agree to another man. You’re mine.”
The last words sent a thrill through Nolie. This was the Joseph who had turned her on so much at clubs and bars in their dating days, before they’d stopped making time to go out together. He wasn’t being possessive. He was simply making sure she remembered that they belonged together.
She relaxed. Joseph would ask before he did anything. Maybe she couldn’t predict what he would come up with next, but at least she could be sure that he would fill her in rather than just acting on his plans.
“You’re mine too, so don’t get any ideas about bringing in another woman,” she said.
“Never that. You’re the only woman I want.” Joseph gave her a smug look, the one that had always simultaneously irked her and turned her on.
This time, it had more of the latter effect. Her skin tingled as if Joseph was already touching her, and Nolie took a deep breath. If he kept up his intense flirtation, she would drag him into the bedroom, shove him on the bed, and slide onto his cock for a good hard fuck.
It would make them late for work, but it would be worth it.
The gleam in Joseph’s eyes told Nolie he knew exactly what he was doing to her. And the bastard was proud of himself.
He tilted his head. “You haven’t answered me yet. Role-playing. Are you up for it?”
Nolie hesitated. The idea excited her, especially knowing her husband would be the man fulfilling her fantasy. Maybe it would make sex more interesting. Trying something new could be fun. And she was definitely curious about whether mild, mellow Joseph would be able to act the part of a “nasty mean kidnapper,” or however he’d phrased it.
She met Joseph’s gaze with a challenge in her own. “Yeah. I’m up for it. When and where?”
He squeezed her hand and stood. “Not telling. I’ll make the plans, but I won’t let you in on them. You won’t have any idea when your ‘kidnapper’ will strike. So be warned and be ready. Oh, and one more thing…”
Nolie rolled her eyes, exaggerating her irritation to cover the desire that wouldn’t let up. After Joseph left for work, she might have to take matters into her own hands. “What?”
“When we do this, you have to promise no matter what I do or say in the game, you’ll remember I love you and I’m doing it to fulfill your fantasy,” he said quietly. “The last thing I would ever do is hurt you, but kidnappers have to be cruel, right? I might say or do things I wouldn’t usually, but they’ll be part of the act. I won’t mean them, and I need you to remember that. I want this to be fun, and it won’t be if