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“Um.” Her gaze darted quickly to his before as hurriedly shifting away again. “I have, yes. But…” She broke off with a self-conscious wince.
“From your own fingers, not from anything Carlucci did,” Magnus guessed.
“Yes,” she acknowledged in relief, her cheeks fiery red.
“And you were about to say your orgasms just now were better than those you gave yourself?”
“So much better, I almost passed out,” she confirmed, cheeks blushing again.
“Did youeverhave an orgasm when you were with Carlucci? Even in the beginning?”
“I was nineteen years old, Magnus, with no female relative to ask or answer any of my questions on the subject!” she defended, the red blotches in her cheeks now caused by anger. “Marco said he loved me, I believed myself to be in love with him, so it never occurred to me that I should perhaps have felt more…pleasure than I did when we were in bed together.” She drew in a ragged breath. “I just assumed that the sexual connection they talk about in romance books was a myth or just doesn’t happen to all couples who are in love and marry each other.”
“I’m sure it doesn’t. Initially, at least,” Magnus acknowledged flatly. “And maybe in the past, that situation would have continued, mostly because of embarrassment and social inhibitions. But that doesn’t have to be the case nowadays. Most couples can be honest enough with each other to talk through and try to work on finding a way they can enjoy sexual pleasure together. In whatever form that might take.”
He couldn’t completely control the anger he was feeling inside. On Sapphie’s behalf, not his own. Carlucci had been a selfish arsehole. A man, ahusband, Magnus knew from what Linus had told him, who began having affairs with other women only months into his marriage. While, Magnus had now learned, leaving his wife sexually unsatisfied.
Selfish bastard!
“I think you should take your shower, and I’ll just go back to bed.” Sapphie turned and walked quickly over to the door, her head down.
“Sapphie—”
“I’m sorry I didn’t— That you haven’t— I’ll see you in the morning.” She hurriedly left the room, closing the door firmly behind her.
Magnus stared at that closed door rather than follow her. Easily guessing that Sapphie needed some time alone, possibly to think, after their lovemaking and the conversation that followed. He’d willingly give her as much time as she needed.
But he had no intention of that being the last time he and Sapphie made love together.
Far from it!
Making love with Sapphie, to her, had only confirmed for Magnus how deeply in love he was with her.
CHAPTER NINE
“Mummy!Mummy! Wake up! Henry’s here!”
Sapphie fought her way through the layers of the deep sleep she must have finally fallen into sometime during the early hours of this morning.
Initially, after parting from Magnus, she’d been unable to switch her brain off. To be able to stop thinking about Magnus, and the pleasure he had given her, to be able to relax enough to fall asleep.
She knew her brain was still foggy from having only a few hours of sleep, but it had sounded to her as if Angel had just said her spider friend, Henry, was here.
Which he really couldn’t be.
Angel had to have found another spider the same size as Henry somewhere in Magnus’s apartment, and she had now adopted him in the same way she had Henry.
Sapphie had to admit she was a little surprised that any spider, Henry’s size or otherwise, would dare to invade this luxurious apartment on the twentieth floor of the building.
“Mummy!” An impatient Angel gave her fingers a squeeze where her hand lay on top of the duvet. “Wake up and see!”
Sapphie gave a groan, pulling herself up into a sitting position against the headboard of the single bed, before even attempting to crack open her eyes.
She instantly recoiled, her head hitting the wall behind her as she went cross-eyed trying to focus on the clear plastic oblong case Angel was holding up by its handle just three inches in front of Sapphie’s nose.
There was a spider almost the size of her palm inside, very much the same size and coloring as Henry. It was happily weaving a web between the two twig-like structures either side of the case lined at the bottom with grass and stones. There was a sliding opening at the top of the case, which was thankfully closed at the moment.
Sapphie squinted as she leaned forward to press her face up against the see-through case. The spider definitelylookedlike Henry. Even to the fact that one of his legs was just a little shorter than the other seven.
