But he paused when he passed the kitchen and the unopened package on the counter.
Why the hell hadn’t I put that away?Sam could have opened it.
Not that she would.She wasn’t that type of kid.
I’d just completely forgotten about it.I was too Zen from all the Tom-induced orgasms to worry about the self-induced.
“You have a package,” he said innocently.“Do you want to open it?”
“It’s fine,” I said, trying to push him toward the entryway.“I’ll open it later.”
“You sure?”His gaze narrowed again.“You are being strange.”
“I’m not being strange.You’re being strange.”
Releasing my hand, he reached for the package.“What is in here,bella?”
“Nothing.It’s a … it’s a …”
Oh shit.
I was an absolutely horrific liar.“It’s a toy!”
The knots in my stomach loosened a little, but not much.Not enough that I could pull in a full breath.
His brows shot toward his salt-and-pepper hairline.“Anadulttoy?”
“Yes.Okay?I told Gabrielle about my first orgasm, and she ordered me this.She doesn’t want me to get cramps in my wrist or fingers since I work on the computer so much.But I’m going to send it back.I don’t need it.I have you.”I flashed a big grin that was meant to convey how totally fine I was with this conversation, when in reality, I was anythingbut.“There.You happy?Let’s go.”I tugged his hand, but like a damn redwood, he didn’t budge.
“Toys can be for two,bella,” he said plainly.“Grab it.Bring it with us.”
My jaw dropped.“What?No.”
With a weary sigh, as if I were behaving like some petulant toddler, he picked the package up off the island again and tugged me to the door.“Andiamo,bella.I’m sure this needs to charge.”
Even though inside I was mortified about this entire exchange, I’d be lying—which I was terrible at—if I didn’t say I was also kind of excited.And those excited giggles came on in full force by the time we reached his truck.
Because damn it.How fortunate was I to meet this handsome, caring, patient silver fox?Who not only had won over my anxious, shy kid, but also wanted to play with my toy with me.I couldn’t even begin to imagine what we’d do with the toy together, but the longer I sat in his truck as we rumbled down the old island road, the more sure I was that there wasn’t anybody else alive I’d rather experience this all for the first time with.My kid already loved him, and even though he said he hoped Sam’s mother would also fall for him, he really didn’t have to work very hard at it.Because I was already completely there.
Tom quickly gave Portia her snacks in her enrichment toys, then met me in the bedroom, his shirt already off by the time he got there.I, on the other hand, decided to gowayoutside of my comfort zone—since he’d done so for me so many times already—and stripped down completely naked and waited for him on the bed in some sexy, “come-hither” pose.Or at least, Ithoughtit was a sexy, “come-hither” pose.Maybe I looked stupid.Thank god there wasn’t a mirror for me to see what I looked like.
I had no lingerie, and he’d already seen all my matching bra and panty combos, which were boring anyway.So naked would have to do.
It seemed to be what he was looking for, because the way his gaze lit up like I’d just told him I’d covered myself in his fancy Italian wine, said he didn’t want the extra job of having to undress me anyway.
He told me to unwrap the toy, give it a quick clean in the bathroom, then plug it in on the nightstand.So I did that too.And no matter how hard I tried not to look at the sleek, purple, C-shaped toy, my eyes kept drifting.
So that was the orgasm machine, huh?It didn’t look very fancy.Or very threatening.
“Bella,” Tom purred, entering the room.
Since his shirt was already off, it took him no time at all to remove the rest of his clothes, and he was hovering over me a second later, his cock thick and eager against my inner thigh.I raked my nails down his back, loving the way the muscles tightened and bunched beneath my fingertips.He kissed me silly until we were both breathless, then let his mouth wander down my jaw, neck, and chest, across my belly, and to my inner thighs.He shouldered my knees apart a little more and settled on his stomach.But just when I thought he was going to do what he’d already proved to me countless times that he was an absolute pro at, he gripped me by the hips and flipped me to my stomach.Then he gently, but a little forcefully—which I liked—positioned me on my knees with my butt in the air.
It was surprisingly comfortable, and I turned my face to rest my cheek against the pillow.From there, he slid his finger up my cleft, gathering some of my ample arousal and swirling it around my clit.I sighed and melted deeper into the mattress.
Then his mouth was on me.Sucking my clit from behind until my hips started to gyrate of their own volition and the tingling sensation in my belly and between my legs grew more intense.
His tongue moved to my cleft, and his fingers to my clit.I gasped and squirmed a little when his tongue probed my pussy, thrusting in and out like a cock.He licked and swirled, flicked and thrust.I pressed back into his face, eager for more.For all of it.
