Page 29 of Rediscovering Rubi

As he kissed her, he slipped the blindfold off. Then he pulled back and gazed down at her, a small smile on his handsome face. He cupped her cheeks in his hands and murmured, “You are so damn beautiful.”

She blinked up at him, still half out of her head. Then, as he straightened up, her gaze followed him—and that’s when she realized the ceiling was mirrored, too. And there she was, naked, bound. Her breasts and belly covered in wax. Her muscles were so lax, she couldn’t have moved if she tried. But something had shifted. She didn’t want to move. Had no urge even to cover herself. Instead, what she saw in the mirror was a woman deep in submission, drifting in subspace. Well used. Well loved. She smiled up at her reflection, seeing, finally, the beauty her husband had been talking to her about.

She was filled with such a sense of peace, and a happiness she hadn’t felt in a long time. Maybe never before.

“Baby,” Logan said, sliding his hand over her torso, then her cheek as he bent over her once more. “How are you doing? How are you feeling? Can you tell me?”

“Mmm. I feel… light. Like… light inside, and as if I weigh no more than a feather. Floating.” She let out a giggle; she couldn’t help it.

He grinned down at her. “Oh, it’s funny, is it?”

The giggle only grew. “Yes. Apparently,” she said, the giggle turning into an outright laugh. “I feel like… I’m a little bit drunk. I want to do it again.”

Logan chuckled. “Which part?”

“All of it.”

“Okay, my baby. But first, let me get a towel under you and clean up a bit.”

It was then she realized she was lying in a puddle. It only made her giggle again.

She knew she was totally out of her head. But it didn’t matter. What mattered was how amazing her husband had made her feel. How he had freed her, somehow. How beautiful she actually felt. And how badly she needed to come or squirt again.

Or both.

Everything.

“Logan. Sir…”

“Yes, baby?” he responded as he tucked a folded towel under her.

“Will you please fuck me now?”

“Hell, yes. But I thought you wanted more wax and squirting?”

“Mmm, yes, all of it, please.”

He let out a low laugh. “As you wish, babygirl. But let’s get some water in you first. It’s going to be a very long evening, and you’re gonna need to hydrate.”

She giggled again as he turned away, aware that something important had happened between them tonight. To her. But she was still floating in that lovely, faraway place. She could think it all through later.

She woke as the sun was just rising, the faint glow in shades of gold and pink coming through the heavy curtains of their room. She only had the most misty recollections of their night in the mirrored room, but she knew it had changed her in some profound way. And, she thought, Logan, too.

The mirrors, as frightening as they’d been to her at first, had turned out to be exactly what she needed. To see herself in that state of utter submission. In the aftermath of such exquisite pleasure. How could she not have seen herself as anything other than beautiful in that moment?

Catherine’s words came to her.

Through eyes tinted with love.

Yes, that was it, she thought sleepily as she began to drift off again. It was love that was at the core of all of it. Logan loved her, and she’d seen herself in the way he viewed her. And perhaps, in that moment, she’d learned to love herself again.

Finally.

CHAPTER 7

Rubi left Catherine’s office after getting her caught up on everything that had happened, and the epiphanies she’d had. Now that the magic of all the lovely brain chemicals the scene with Logan in the dungeon had poured into her brain had faded away, she was able to look at it all from a logical angle. She knew she had more work to do, and that it would take some time—and more experiences like that with her husband—before the things she’d discovered to be true about her own beauty and value stayed with her. It would take some time to become more solid. But they were definitely well on their way.

Claudia had messaged asking Rubi to join her and Reese for lunch, and she was on her way to the small café on the main floor to meet them now.

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