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“I’ll give Annie a quick bath before I put her to bed,” she tells me.
“Thank you,” I reply with a warm smile.
“Goodnight, everyone,” Helen says with Annie and Miley glued to her arms. They wave goodbye as she takes them out of the dining room, and I take a minute to listen to the sound of their giggles and receding footsteps.
Seconds pass in awkward silence as I try to think of something else to say. Kellan pretends he really likes his lemon cheesecake, though I can tell from the slightly sour look on his face that it’s definitely not among his top favorite flavors. Fallon scrolls through his phone, not even remotely interested in dessert. Luke refuses to take his blue eyes off me, the shadow of a smile testing his lips.
“I think I’m gonna go upstairs,” I finally say, choosing to leave the rest of my cheesecake for another time. “Let you guys enjoy the rest of your evening.”
“Are you okay, Avery?” Kellan asks, visibly concerned.
I don’t want to argue, we’ve already had this conversation. They tell me there’s nothing going on. I tell them that there is definitely something going on. I get angry. They get frustrated. But it never goes anywhere. Whatever it is, they’re either going to tell me when they’re ready, or I’m going to find out for myself.
“I’m okay, just tired,” I reply with a soft nod, then excuse myself and go upstairs.
But it’s not my room I’m headed for. No, it’s the playroom. I need time alone in there, so I can blow off some steam. There’s just too much swirling around in my head. Too many thoughts and unverified suspicions, concerns, and frustrations. The pregnancy could be having an impact of its own on my judgment, I’m not sure. Or it could be the years of physical and emotional abuse I endured while I was married to Daniel. It could also be a combination of both, along with the certainty that my men aren’t being entirely forthcoming about something.
Either way, I know I can rely on my time alone in the playroom to ease my nerves. I’ve done it many times before, especiallywhen the guys were away on a business trip. Oddly enough, it’s the first time I’m doing it while they’re all in the house.
Slowly, I take my clothes off and pick out one of the vibrators from the nightstand drawer. My mind is riddled with unsavory thoughts, so I close my eyes as I lay on the bed, dissolving into the silken covers for a sweet minute. It smells of lavender and roses in this room. Of body oil and sex. Of spicy nights and orgasmic release. I love this place.
I start touching myself, hoping to get my body to a space where this frayed mind of mine can follow. Massaging my breasts, I take my time with myself, squeezing and pinching my nipples hard until the stinging sensation translates into a myriad of electrical spikes running through my flesh, until liquid heat pools between my legs and starts trickling down onto the sheets.
Moaning softly, I spread my knees and turn the vibrator on, listening to its steady hum as I press the tip against my clit. My core tightens as I burn from the inside, tension gathering in my lower belly with each second. I don’t even hear the door open as I press the tip harder against my swollen nub, using my spare hand to hold my breast tightly in anticipation of a much-needed release.
“Playing by yourself?” Luke’s voice pours into my ear.
I’m startled, but I don’t move. I simply open my eyes to find him standing beside the bed, his fingers already working his shirt buttons. The blue pools of his gaze have darkened into a stormy ocean, shadows dancing and desire flashing through them as his lips part slowly.
“Yes,” I whisper, but don’t let go of the vibrator. It’s doing something to my senses, removing every inhibition as I watchmy man undress.
His cock stands up under my attention, swollen and thick and dying to be inside me. He strokes himself and watches me as I please myself. “I would like to see what happens next,” Luke says. “If you don’t mind the company.”
“I never mind the company,” I reply, my voice low and raspy.
“Then show me what you like.”
“You already know what I like.”
“Show me anyway.”
Despite the issues we’ve been having, issues we haven’t exactly addressed, our sexual chemistry is more intense than ever. So I slide the vibrator deep inside me and turn it up to its maximum level. My insides shake as I move my spare hand down to work on my clit while I thrust the toy in and out, my pussy clenching.
“Harder,” Luke says, hand locked tightly around his cock as he bites his lower lip.
I fuck myself harder as he commands, fingers flicking over my swollen nub until I lose my breath altogether. My eyes never leave his. My hips tilt upward as I torture myself in the most satisfying way with the toy, bringing myself closer to the edge. Closer and closer, until I’m about to explode.
I see a devilish grin blooming across Luke’s face. “Are you about to come, my love?” he asks.
“Yes”
“Stop.”
I blink several times. “What? Why?”
“Give it to me,” he says.
“Not yet,” I tell him, continuing to pleasure myself. This was meant to be “me time” and quite frankly, he’s interrupting. I’m going to finish what I started before giving in to him. I come hard, screaming out, continuing to rub my clit and thrusting the vibrator in and out of my pussy.
