Chapter 230 ***

Creighton laughed quietly, pulling out of her with a very slow movement.

“Any pain?” he asked her, turning her in his arms. She shook her head and smiled. “Then back on the table. I’ll be right back.”

Sandra giggled, climbing back on the table as he went to the bathroom to dispose himself of the rubber sheath. She sat in the middle of the table and for the first real time, really looked at it.

The leather cover was actually very soft, in a dark rich chocolate color, and beneath it was a thick layer of foam or perhaps some kind of batting, but it was comfortable regardless. The wood was dark and highly polished and the belt that had held her down was a wide strip of tanned cow hide. The smell echoed the newness and she smiled. She was actually excited to see what else her husband had in store for the table.

Creighton returned a few minutes later and smiled as he watched her sit up on the leather a little straighter. He walked to the bedside table and took the glasses, carrying them o