Beauty from Surrender (Beauty 2) - Page 36

When I open my eyes, he's already awake. No shocker there. "Hey, you."

He kisses the top of my head. "Good mornin', love. Sleep well?"

Surprisingly, yes. "I did."

He pulls me in for a hug. "See? It's not so bad having me close."

"I've never thought it was bad," I explain. "I just wasn't used to it. I endured last night just fine."

He scoots away from me. "Endured? Hell, don't do me any favors."

I think I'm wearing off on him because that's one of my lines. "I'm sorry," I laugh. "Endure is a poor word choice. That's not what I meant at all." He lies back down beside me. "I just meant that I didn't wake up once, so I was obviously content with having you in my space. Our space."

"Our space sounds much better than your space."

"Agreed."

My stomach growls and I remember there are no groceries in the apartment since I've been away for weeks. "There's nothing here to eat. I doubt I even have enough to scrounge up something for breakfast, so I'll have to make a grocery run this morning. And you're going with me." I point to my nightstand. "Open that top drawer and pass me a pad and pen so I can start a grocery list."

He stretches over to open the drawer and the sheet pulls back just enough for me to catch a view of his sculpted ass. I pull the sheet back a little more for a better view and run my hand over it. I can't resist.

He laughs as he digs around in the drawer. "Hmm…what do we have here?"

I don't care what's caught his attention because I'm enjoying the view way too much.

When he rolls back, he's holding the purple vibrator in one hand and the Bullet in the other.

Oh, shit. I totally forgot about those being in that drawer. I cover my blushing face with both hands. "A gentleman would have pretended he didn't see those."

"I think we've established that I'm only a gentleman in public—not in the bedroom. But I must tell you that it makes me feel pretty damn spectacular to know that you needed two of these battery-operated boys to replace what I did for you."

As if that's even possible. "You'd be mistaken if you think any number of those things could ever replace what you do for me."

"They don't have to replace. They can…enhance," he suggests.

"You don't need enhancing."

He's twirling the Bullet around in his hand. "Well, maybe we should try them out and see. You might like the kind of enhancing I do with them."

I have no doubt I'd like anything he does to me while using them. "Now?"

"Unless the grocery store is going somewhere."

"Smart-ass." Of course, he means now. I don't know why I'd think otherwise. He's a morning man. And a night man. And an everything-in-between man. "Okay."

He moves down in the bed. "Close your eyes and don't open them. I want you to lie still and completely concentrate on the sensations."

I reach for my pillow and put it over my face because I know me. "I'll be too tempted to look."

I feel him grab the back of my thighs and he brings them up so my feet are flat against the bed. He pushes my knees apart and the thought of what he's seeing strikes me. I'm naked with my legs spread wide apart in the daylight. This is why he wanted me to close my eyes. He knew I'd feel uncomfortable in this position with him staring at my stuff.

It's only a few seconds later when I hear the buzz. I didn't use the things enough to know if there's a difference in the sounds they make, so I have no idea which one he's going to use.

I'm shaking with anticipation when I feel the vibration touch me. He starts at the top and slowly drags it down one side before bringing it up again. "Do you like that?"

I lift the pillow ever so slightly to take a peek at him. "You know I do."

"Good."

He moves to the other side and repeats the same movement. When he finishes, he slides what I've decided is the Bullet through my suddenly drenched center. Every time he brings it up, he directly hits my clit for only the briefest time. It's not enough to make me come, but it's enough to make me want to so badly, I'm ready to scream if I don't. I'm certain he's aware of this because he knows my body so well and he's doing it to tease me mercilessly. "What about that?"

This time I don't lift the pillow because I'm squeezing it too tightly. "That feels amazing."

"Perfect. I'm going to throw in a little something else to spice things up."

Good grief! What else could he do to spice this up?

I feel him enter me before the question is even completed in my head. He's moving in and out of me and I feel the vibrations of the Bullet circling my clit over and over. It's only enough to push me to the edge without falling over, but I know it won't last much longer. "I'm gonna beat you there, buddy."

He pounds into me harder and faster. "You wanna bet on that? Tell me how close you are."

"Pretty close. I can see the finish line."

"I'm right there with you, baby."

Just when I think it's going to take a little more to push me over the edge, he cups his fingers over me and the Bullet and presses it so that it vibrates against the whole area from my clit down to where he's inside me.

And that's when the postman delivers. Oh my God, is it ever magnificent!

I feel his hand wrap around one of my hips as he jerks me toward him so he can drive harder inside me those last few times as he comes. When he grits my name out from between his teeth, I want to scream, but I can't. I'm speechless because the waves and spasms deep within have robbed me of my voice.

When it's over, my arms drop lifelessly to the bed and the pillow remains over my face. He pulls out of me but I feel his hands on my knees continuing to hold them apart. "You're so beautiful."

"How can you tell? My face is covered," I mumble from under the pillow.

"That's not what I'm talking about."

Oh, shit! He's saying my baby hatcher is beautiful?

"You're so weird!"

"Never claimed I wasn't," he laughs.

I take the pillow from my face and smack him with it. "Get your weird ass up and shower so we can go to the grocery store. I'm hungry."

Jack Henry and I are strolling through the market, both in jeans with T's, but he's wearing a ball cap for a team I've never heard of so I assume they're Australian. He's pushing the cart as I walk beside him. I'm tossing stuff from the shelves into the basket and I can't remember a time when I've ever felt more domestic in my life. And I like it.

Mrs. Porcelli continued to do all of the shopping after I moved in, so this is the first time we've been in a grocery store together. I suspect it's the first time Jack Henry has been inside a market in years, but he seems content to be here with me.

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