Read To Me Chapter 4 Teaser

As you all may know, I'm donating a few chapters of my story Read to Me to some of the fandom causes. Chapter 3 was donated to Fandoms 4 Autism. Chapter 4 is being donated to Fandoms 4 Special Olympics. There is still time to donate to both of these worthy causes, so if you want to find out how, just click on the links.

I previously posted a teaser for chapter 3, so I thought today I would post my teaser for chapter 4, so here it is:

I fish my keys out of my purse and unlock the door, turning off the alarm once Jasper and I are inside.

Neither of us say anything for a moment, and then Jasper breaks the silence with the words I’ve been dying to hear since dinner started.
“So,” He says, a devilish smirk spread across his face. “How about that dessert?”
In my mind, I know what I want to say, what I want to do here…I want to take this sexy man into my room and fuck him silly.

What I actually manage to say however, is not nearly as sexy or arousing. I manage a giggle-snort before stumbling over my feet as I walk to the kitchen to offer Jasper some pie.

Stupid oversexed bumbling brain…what the hell am I thinking offering him pie? I should be laying myself out for him to do naughty naughty things to me…not waiting to see if he’s gonna pull a move like Jason Biggs in American Pie…although…hmm…food play could be fun….I wonder if he likes chocolate sauce.

“Yes…I do enjoy chocolate sauce and I can only imagine how delicious it would be if I ate it off of you” Jasper mumurs into my ear. “And no, I don’t care for having intercourse with baked goods,” he adds with a chuckle.

Crap…I still need to work on that whole inner monologue thing.

“Um…” Is all I can come up with as a response.

“Relax Bella…why don’t we keep it simple tonight…leave all the whips and chains and chocolate sauce in their respective homes for now and how about you just show me your room, and let me take it from there.”

“Okay,” I reply, my voice a breathy whisper as I lead him out of the kitchen and down the hall to my room, all the while I feel like the kids in ‘The Night Before Christmas’ as visions of whips and handcuffs dance in my head.

Goddamn wicked man...kinky ass Santa…bet he’d look hot in the red suit, and Lord knows what I’d find waiting for me when he has me sit on his lap and tell him how I’ve been a bad bad girl and need to be punished.

Jasper’s chuckling and promising me that if I’m a good girl he’ll make sure Santa punishes me good and proper this year has my face turning beet red.