“Hush.” He gave her a mock-stern look that evaporated her panties. “I stumbled across them, let’s put it that way. But when I found them, I was…pleased.”
“Okay.” She smoothed her hands over his shoulders. If they didn’t get to gift opening quickly, she was going to start touching him inappropriately and his present might just be an orgasm instead. “You go first.”
He pulled her up to sit in the middle of the bed, facing him between his spread legs. He pulled her calves up and over his thighs, so they formed a kind of human pretzel, with the presents perched between their four legs on the bedspread.
Everything was done with equal parts care and enthusiasm. That was Hunter in a nutshell, and—
She looked up from the presents and cupped his face. Five o’clock shadow rubbed against her palms. Green-gold eyes glinted at her happily.
Care and enthusiasm.
Suddenly she felt like a total idiot for worrying if he might be enough for her. He was more than she’d ever thought she deserved, more than she ever imagined. Hot, happy words bubbled and rose inside her, suddenly desperate to spill out of her mouth.
“I love you, Hunter.” She bit her lip, then burst out laughing. “Wow. That was easier than I thought. I love you. I don’t know what I did to have you delivered into my life, but wow, do you make me happy. Like the happiest girl in the world.”
He grinned right back and caught the back of her neck as she tried to pull away. “Come here, happy girl.” He parted her lips with his, kissing her softly but thoroughly. The man coulddevastatewith his mouth when he wanted to. “I’m happy if you’re happy.”
“I’msohappy right now.”
“Then open your present.”
“You go first.”
They argued back and forth twice before she won by pointing out that his gift was on top, because it was smaller, and ergo, meant to go first.
Before he ripped into the present he took his phone out and documented the gift wrap with a photo. Then he carefully peeled it back and as soon as he saw the watch, he groaned with delight.
She knew that sound, intimately. He really liked the watch. She was totally proud of herself for choosing it.
And then it was her turn. He’d gone with store-bought wrapping paper, the nice stuff with a decent weight, and his tape looked like it had been cut with scissors, not ripped off a dispenser. The ridiculous little details that only an artist would notice. She commented on both points, because maybe he made those choices with her in mind, and she wanted to recognize how considerate he could be.
Inside she found exactly what it had looked like while wrapped—a tissue box. Covered in notes written in black marker. With a curious quick glance up at his face, she followed the instructions on the box.
Step 1: Kiss Hunter
Step 2: Remember that he loves everything about you
Step 3: Look inside
The objectsinside were wrapped in tissue paper. Solid, she thought the first one might be a candlestick or a small statue…until she pulled the tissue paper off.
A glass dildo.Heat rushed to her face. “Oh.”
“Keep going,” he murmured. She looked at him again, quickly, then reached back inside the box. What else did he get her, lube?
No, the second thing was hard, too. Smaller.
As soon as it was in her palm, she knew what it was. The heat intensified in her face, too, because she suddenly knewexactlywhat this one looked like, without pulling off the tissue paper. The dildo she’d only looked at briefly, but they were a matching set, and she’d come back to look atthisthing more than once.
This glass…butt plug…holy shit, she could hardly even think the words…had been something she’d stumbled across when she visited the Blush Shoppe website to get condoms and lube when she started dating Hunter.
She’d heard about the site on a commercial shoot, and everyone knew that drugstores ripped you off.
It wasn’t that she was a stranger to sex toys, exactly. But she’d never bought them for herself, and it had been years since anyone had bought them to use with her.
“How…” She peeled back the tissue paper. Yep, definitely the same one she’d been looking at. Oh, it was so pretty in person. Smaller than she thought, although that wasn’t a bad thing. The glass warmed in her hand, smooth all over, and she squirmed unconsciously in her spot.
Remember that he loves everything about you.
