Page 19 of Indulgence
Double bastard!
That romp had been his idea, but I was the one who got stuck cleaning the bathroom? But damn was that orgasm worth it.
“Ugh,” Norah groaned. “I can smell the sex on you and hear you reliving it in your mind.”
I, at least, had the decency to pretend to appear embarrassed, but if I were honest with myself, I wasn’t really embarrassed at all. That was something I was going to have to unpack later.
“I don’t know what that was.” She pointed down the hall back toward the bathroom. “In all the years I’ve known that man, I can count three times I’ve heard him curse. And when he did, it was nothing likethat. Never once have you mentioned that your husband likes to bend you over in random bathrooms and demand you let them hear how hard he makes you come. You’ve been holding back from us.”
“You’re right.” I couldn’t lie when she heard it for herself. “I haven’t told you or Penelope what’s been going on with Matteo and me. It all just unfolded, and I’ve just been holding on for the ride. But I’ll explain, I promise. Just not now, it’s too long of a conversation to have here with everything going on.”
She cocked her head, pursed her lips, and then sighed. “Damn, talk about a cliffhanger.”
I patted her back and smiled. “In the meantime, let’s go find those Oreo ball things I saw the caterers bring in earlier. Oh, and grab the bottle above the fridge.”
Matteo gave me a conspiratorial wink as I joined him on the patio, one Oreo ball in one hand, wine in the other. “Looks like you got away unscathed.”
“She still has a bathroom to sanitize,” Norah corrected as she breezed by us.
Matteo’s rich laugh wreaked havoc on the lower region of my body. Discovering these hidden versions of him gave me a heady rush. The Matteo who followed me into Norah’s bathroom and screwed me with abandon and then laughed about it was not the same man who had been sleeping next to me a few months ago.
Was he just discovering these parts of himself or had they been there all along?
I guess he could be asking the same questions about me.
I knew I was asking them about myself
“What are you thinking about so hard?” he asked, nuzzling my neck.
I searched out the kids before answering. “I was just thinking about whether this is a new part of us that didn’t exist before or if we are just uncovering another layer we didn’t know was there all along,” I replied after finding Jackson and Emma in a group with some other kids across the yard.
His brow furrowed. “Does it make a difference either way?” he asked, wrapping me in his arms and shifting me closer to his body. He rested his chin on my head and sighed contentedly. “As long as it’s a journey we’re taking together, I don’t think it does, love.”
His words turned over in my head for the rest of the night. During the fireworks, I glanced over at him and the kids sitting next to me on the lawn. The three of them looked up at the colors filling the sky while I looked at Matteo. His face radiated with joy. Emma squealed, “Look, Daddy!” as a red and purple firework exploded into a heart shape.
In that moment, I could almost see an image of her at five years old, saying the same thing to her dad at a different fireworks display. Then, just as suddenly, it was gone, and I had decided that Matteo was right. It didn’t matter whether these new sexual beings were new parts of us or parts we just discovered, just so long as we experienced it together.
Chapter Ten
Matteo
My smile was bright andeager when Natalie left the bathroom wrapped in a towel. I made sure the kids were good. Emma was wrapping up a math project. Jackson just packed away his homework and was sitting down for his hour of video games for the night. The bedroom door was locked, and we were in the clear for some fun. “I bought you a present.”
“Oh yeah?” she said over her shoulder as she padded across the room to her dresser. “What is it?”
Curious wasn’t a strong enough word to describe my feelings about seeing Natalie’s reaction to the gift. Intrigued. Excited even. I felt like a child on Christmas morning as I handed her the box.
“Lush?” She read, her eyes widening as she got to the smaller print. “A remote-controlled vibrator?”
I nodded, anxiously awaiting some sort of clue as to whether she was on the same page as I was about this.
This whole sexual exploration thing might have been Natalie’s need, but it was quickly growing into something that I wanted too. I might’ve been nervous that first night I walked us onto this path, but since then, I felt a comfort in stepping into a side of me I didn’t know existed. Natalie and I connected on a level so much deeper than either of us could’ve ever thought.
I spent a decent amount of time thinking about different nuances to add to this new avenue of our relationship. This . . . wasoneof them.
“I can make you come without ever touching you.” I encroached into her space. “I’ve already downloaded the app on both our phones and iPads.”
Her pupils dilated, and her breath hitched alerting me that the idea of this appealed to her in some way. “You want to explore your exhibitionist desires, and I figured we should start small before jumping into public performances.”
