Darien
TWO WEEKS LATER, I was sequestered in my new place, knowing I wouldn’t get to see Mack until late that night or early the next morning. My stitches had been removed a week earlier and I finally felt like myself again, so I was back to writing.
Mack and I moved into my new house... our new house... three days ago. Technically, I didn’t have to do much other than direct traffic, because the club handled everything heavy-lifting-wise, and the won of the club, plus Pauley and Millie, helped unpack.
Having just sent off the final pages of the sequel of my book to my editor, I had so ti to kill, so I was sitting on the sofa with a glass of wine and trying to decide if I was going to cook or dive into a bag of Cheetos puffs. Barney jumped up next to and we settled in for a quiet night.
I was browsing the internet, checking Facebook, just generally wasting ti, and my conversation with Mack a while ago popped into my head. I had no point of reference for anything but wondered if a vibrator might be fun. It would certainly be a tax write off, so I looked for one that might work.
I was in the privacy of my own ho, no one was around, and still, I couldn’t help but blush uncontrollably as I scrolled through my options. I started when my cell phone rang, but seeing it was Mack had blushing again. "Hi, honey."
"Hey. You okay? You sound weird."
I giggled. "You’ll never guess what I’m doing."
"Yeah? Tell ."
"Looking at... um... personal items."
He chuckled. "Yeah? Good for you."
"I feel like an idiot."
"Why?"
"I don’t know. I know nothing about any of this. What should I get?"
"That I can’t answer for you, babe."
I groaned. "You’re useless."
"Pick what looks fun and, I promise I’ll be far from useless."
I giggled. "Promise?"
"Promise."
"Okay." I smiled. "How’s your day going?"
"Miss you."
"I miss you too." I sighed. "Are you sure you’re gonna be late tonight?"
"Yeah, babe. Too much goin’ on."
"I’m going to buy a big ol’ vibrator, then."
He laughed. "Yeah?"
"Yes, one that rivals you."
"I don’t think they make one that big," he said.
"You might be right." I giggled. "That’s what I love the most about you."
"My big cock?"
"Your humility."
"I’ve worked hard to develop that."
"I can tell," I said. "Do you want to order anything for you?"
"Like what?"
"Oh, I don’t know. A cock ring or butt plug maybe?" Mack made a choking sound and I laughed. "So that’s a no, then?"
"That’s a definite no, babe."
I sighed. "Killjoy."
He laughed. "I have to go, baby. I’ll call you later."
"Okay. I’m going to sit here and occupy my ti by ordering toys for us... oooh, free lube with purchase."
I lost Mack for a second because he was laughing so hard, and for whatever reason, that made happy. I loved to catch him off guard, particularly if I could make him laugh.
"Don’t wait up, Dare," he said once he’d stopped laughing.
"Okay, honey."
"You set the alarm?"
"Yessuh, I sure did." I gave him a deep southern accent. "But I sure do appreciate you checkin’ in on lil ol , honey chil’."
He chuckled. "Love you."
"Love you too." I hung up, placed my order, and then decided to find sothing to eat.
As was the way once I finished a book, I puttered around the house with no direction, bored out of my mind, and then ended up on my kick-ass new bed with my kindle and Barney.
We’d tried (not hard, but we did try) not to let Barney on the bed, considering we’d dropped a "shit ton of money" (Mack’s words) on the new bed and bedding from Pottery Barn and he wanted it pet free. But when I was ho alone, I liked having Barney next to , so Mack had to deal.
I got sucked into a book by a new to author and I loved it, so when I felt soft lips on mine, I opened my eyes not realizing I’d fallen asleep. "Hi."
"Hey, baby." Mack smiled and lifted Barney off the bed, setting him in his crate. "Good book?"
"Yes, actually, it is. I didn’t realize I’d fallen asleep." I giggled, forcing back a yawn. I dropped my kindle into the nightstand drawer and sat up. "How was church?"
"Not good."
"Still the Kozlov stuff?"
He studied and then nodded. "Yeah, it’s a shit storm."
"Are you sure I can’t help?"
Mack sighed. "Yeah, I’m sure. I’m gonna hit the shower. Wanna join ?"
"Yes, actually, I do." I threw the covers off and slid off the mattress.
He grinned and pulled his T-shirt off, and I followed him to the bathroom. I’d just gotten totally naked (Mack was already there) and he’d turned on the water, when I found myself lifted and pressed against the bathroom wall. I wrapped my legs around him and he kissed as he slid into slowly. "Yes," I breathed as he filled .
Mack drew one nipple then the other into his mouth. "Your tits are bigger."
"What?" I giggled. "They are not."
"Yeah, babe, they are."
"I’ve gained a little weight. But not that much."
He grinned. "It’s workin’, Dare."
"It is?"
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