Page 118 of One More Chance
I stared. "You're kidding."
For a flicker of a second, doubt flashed in her eyes, "Are you upse-"
I broke into full-blown laughter, clutching my stomach. "Sloane," I managed between laughs, "this is definitely… something we could've talked about first!"
She turned fire-engine red. "I wanted it to be a surprise!"
"Oh, it's a surprise alright."
She pouted. "Hopefully a good surprise?"
"You bet. So," I said, catching my breath and nodding toward the toy still in her hand, "you want to use it... together or solo?"
Her fingers tightened slightly on the base, and for the first time, I noticed a hint of nerves beneath her boldness. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, suddenly shy.
"Together," she said softly, then looked up at me, uncertain. "If that's alright?"
I reached out, curled my fingers around her wrist and tugged her gently toward the bed. "Sloane," I said, voice low, "anything you want is alright. You think I'll turn down the opportunity to exploreyouin 4D?"
She let out a surprised laugh, shaking her head. "That's not how it works, but points for enthusiasm."
I kissed the inside of her wrist, holding her gaze. "You wanted it to be a surprise. Mission accomplished. But more than that… I love that you felt safe enough to share it with me."
She handed the flesh light to me. I looked at the toy in my hands; flesh-toned silicone, warm from her touch, molded in a way that made me pause. It felt surreal, holding something so intimate, made with me in mind.
I glanced up at her. "You really did this."
She shrugged, biting her bottom lip, suddenly shy despite the boldness it must've taken to order it. "I wanted you to have… me. In some way. I actually ordered it awhile ago. I didn't realize how long it would take for them to make the goddamn thing. It was supposed to be delivered before… well, before Amber was delivered."
I blinked, a knot catching in my chest as she continued.
"I know how much of a horndog you are, Levi. And six weeks without sex? I remember how tortuous it was for you after Liam and Violet were born."
A lump formed in my throat as I asked, "Even in the height of your pregnancy, with how difficult that was, you were thinking about me?"
"Of course I was," she whispered. "I've always thought of you, Levi. Even when I hated you."
That admission settled down, nestled between us. Despite everything I had put her through, she had chosen to love me all over again. Not blindly but bravely.
"Also," she said, "I've been thinking about more ways to explore. Ways to make things fun."
I fucking love this woman.
"Then let's have fun," I said.
She crawled into the bed next to me. With a half-laugh, half-growl, she said, "Alright, builder boy. Let's see how good you are with your handsanda user manual."
I grinned. "Challenge accepted."
I reached for her hand, guiding her gently onto my lap. "You want to show me how it works?"
Her eyes glinted. "You've already had tons of practice with the real thing." Then, she glanced down at me, cocking her head in amusement. "No. I want to see you use it on yourself."
My brows lifted. "Oh, authoritative. I like it. But only if you call me a good boy when I finish."
Her face didn't crack. Not even a smirk. Just a slow, deliberate tilt of her head as she leaned closer. "I will. But you have to be a good boy to be called one. You have to earn it, Levi."
She is hot when she gets like this.
