“Yeah, I have a few toys,” she said in a rush.
“Why don’t we start there? We can buy you some new ones, and then when they arrive, you could use them on yourself while I watch. That way I can see what you like, anything you don’t like, and we can take it from there.” That seemed the safest option, because Micah doubted Teresa was really ready to jump right on in to having sex with him after she’d just forgiven him.
He might be safe in her mind given their shared past, but so many years had passed, and he feared the trust between them that he’d broken could never be fully repaired.
“Umm … we don’t have to wait. I keep them … the toys … hidden in my closet in the back corner, behind a false wall. They’re still there, I checked because it would have been super embarrassing for the cops and everyone else to know about them.”
Leaning over, Micah grasped her chin again, ensuring he had her full attention. “Nothing about you bringing yourself pleasure should be embarrassing.”
“That’s easy for you to say, you're normal,” she whispered back.
“And you are perfection. Who gets to decide what's normal anyway? You went through something horrific, but you didn't let it break you, and you didn't let it steal your pleasure, you're better than normal.”
A smile curled her lips up at the corners, there was still tension radiating off her, but it was a start.
“You want to do this now?”
“Better do it now before I lose my nerve,” she agreed.
Lifting her feet once again, Micah stood, then held out his hand. Teresa took it after barely a moment’s hesitation and allowed him to tug her to her feet and guide her through to her bedroom.
As they stepped through the doorway, she straightened her spine, and he knew her well enough to know that she was steeling herself to do this. But she walked resolutely toward her closet, dropped to her knees, and then held her head high as she came back up with a somewhat large box in her hands.
She hadn't been kidding when she said she had some toys. He’d been thinking like one or two, but when she opened the box, he saw she had at least a dozen in there, maybe more.
“This is my favorite,” she said, setting the box down and holding up one that worked externally. It was no wonder she preferred that to something being inside her. Even though he didn't want to, he hadn't been able to stop imagining how terrified Teresa must have been that night.
Part of him expected her to back out, lose her nerve, but Teresa walked over to the bed he’d bought for her, set the toy down, shimmied out of her leggings and panties without even looking at him, then lay down on top of the covers. This was his first time seeing her naked, and that alone would have been enough to have him growing hard, but add in the strength he knew it took for her to do this before him of all people, and he was aching with desire for this beautiful, brave woman.
“I’ll delete it in front of you so you know I'm not doing anything sneaky with it, but what if I record this, then when you’re ready to try sex, we can play it and you have something to focus on other than the thoughts running through your head,” he suggested.
“You want a video of me doing this?” she asked, but there wasn't judgment, reproach, or anger in her tone. The opposite, in fact. She sounded almost turned on by the idea. Maybe he wouldn't be deleting it after all.
“We’ll use your phone instead of mine.” That way she wouldn't have a single doubt about what would and wouldn't happen with that video.
“O-okay,” she agreed.
Hurrying back through to the living room, he grabbed her cell phone and returned to the bedroom where Teresa lay waiting for him. Once again, her cheeks were flushed, although this time with arousal instead of embarrassment, and when she parted her legs, baring her most intimate parts to him, Micah knew that however things between them turned out, he was one lucky guy to have a woman like Teresa trust him with something this important.
CHAPTER 15
May5th
2:05 P.M.
She was really goingto do this.
There was no going back now.
Funnily enough, Teresa found that she didn't even want to.
What was done now was done, she’d stripped half naked in front of the man she’d once loved with her whole heart, and parted her legs, revealing her most intimate parts to him.
Maybe there would be room inside her for shame or at least embarrassment if there wasn't a raging fire of desire in Micah’s eyes. After all these years, he still burned so brightly for her. She remembered how much she used to love their make-out sessions, how badly she’d wanted to take that next step. But the thought of risking adding a newborn to her list of responsibilities had kept her holding off at least until she graduated from high school.
Now she was an adult, and while they would use protection, if she wound up pregnant, it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world. Certainly, something she could financially handle, andeven with the mess of the last couple of weeks, emotionally handle as well.
“Show me what you like, pretty girl,” Micah said as he moved to the end of the bed and held up her phone.