It was almost ten minutes after seven when Grace found the entrance to the maze. Toffer was standing there, one leg bent backward, his foot resting on the thick hedge. He looked handsome as ever. His compelling face lit up with anticipation when Grace came into view, and her stomach did flip-flops. No matter how many times she saw him, it was always the same -- her palms would sweat and her heart would beat faster. It was hard to believe that the handsome man was her husband. Right now, he wore his dark hair just past his shoulders for the movie role. And he definitely wasn’t dressed for dinner. He was wearing jeans and a pullover.
“Hello, my Grace.” His voice was deep as she stopped in front of him. He cupped her cheek and kissed her lightly. “You’re late.”
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t find…”
“No excuses.” He stroked her arms, then pushed aside her shirt and traced his fingers over the edge of her breasts. Her nipples hardened in response.
“So beautiful, and all mine.” His voice was deep. He gathered her close and caressed her hips, his breath hot against her neck. “Take off all your clothes, except for the corset and stockings, and of course, your shoes.”
His upraised eyebrows stilled her words. She took off her shirt and dropped it on the bench, her skirt following. When she’d stepped out of her panties, he groaned in appreciation and she shivered. Her gaze darted from side to side to see if anyone was around.
“Don’t worry. Everyone’s up at the party.” He reached inside of the corset and lifted each of her breasts out, setting them on top of the satiny material.
“I thought we were going to dinner, Master.” His fingers caressed and kneaded her nipples, making her groan softly.
“Well, since it’s Halloween I decided a little trick-or-treat was in order. I’m going to give you a three-minute head start, one for each glorious year you’ve been my wife. Then, I’m coming after you. If I catch you, I top you in the maze. If you make it to the center without being caught, then we go to dinner and play at the club.”
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a silk tie. “Put your wrists together.”
Grace did as she was told. The silk was cool on her wrists as he bound them closely together.
He pulled on the knot to make sure her wrists were secure.
He ran his finger down her belly and probed at the juncture of her thighs.
“Open for me.”
She widened her stance and his finger dipped inside her pussy, wiggling through her wetness until he found her clit.
“Yes, you’re very excited.” He lifted his finger to her mouth and she sucked it inside, tasting her juices as he fucked her mouth slowly. When he pulled out and traced her lips, she groaned.
“…think we should…”
“Two fifty-nine, two fifty-eight, two fifty-seven.”