Page 44 of Indulgence
Natalie
The air was thicker thanI’d expected it to be, and the inside was covered completely in cedar planks. It was like being in a log cabin, surrounded by humid mist. It felt strange to enjoy the feeling of it on my face. Normally, I hated being encased in hot sticky air, but in this way, it made sense.
It relaxed me a bit as we sat next to each other on the built-in benches. We scooted into the corner. My legs tossed over Matteo’s as I lay across the seat. There weren’t many people in the sauna, so I could get away with it.
Matt’s fingers drifted over my calves, sending goose bumps up my body. He rubbed in little circles. It felt wonderful. “People are going to think I’m rubbing a different part of your body.”
“Youshouldrub a different part of my body,” I purred. His touch felt hot and left a blaze of sensation in its wake. “That actually sounds like a perfect idea. Let’s do that.”
His ministrations moved farther up my thigh. My core clenched, wanting some kind of contactbad.
“Patience, love.” He cooed as he kneaded the bottom of my heel. It was also as if he forgot that he teased me all day. It started in the car to see the kids, and he dropped hot little promises in my ear at every turn while we were at the camp. “I’ve reserved one of the swing rooms for tonight. The wait will be worth it. I researched some ways to have fun with the sex swing.” Whatever he was thinking about, it promised me pleasure. I couldn’t be more interested. “There’s one thing in particular that I want to try.” The pads of his fingers rubbed circles into the arch of my foot. “Your hands are wound in, your feet are right next to them, and your pussy is exposed to me as you hang there, completely at my mercy. Just like with the spreader only I’ll be able to fuck you deep and hard.”
He was painting a hot vision and tempting me with lofty promises. Those had been some of my best orgasms I’d ever had, so if he wants to try to top them, I wouldn’t protest.
I sat up and nodded enthusiastically. “Yes. A hundred times yes.”
He chuckled. “Aren’t you eager, naughty girl?” The desire in his voice whispered up my arms. “We’ve got time. Let’s relax first. I know you need a few minutes to decompress.”
He was referring to my whiplashing of emotions after seeing the kids. Two weeks was a long time to go without seeing your kids in person. We FaceTimed regularly, but it wasn’t nearly the same as holding and hugging my babies.
He had switched feet and was massaging my right one. I loved how he anticipated all my needs. He knew the toll of these visits on my emotions. It was getting worse as they grew. I knew they’d be leaving the nest for good in the blink of an eye and I wanted to hold them close. Never let them go. My heart didn’t care that the kids were fine and happy. It missed their sweet faces. It was hard to leave them.
“The kids looked so much more grown up.” I’d sworn they had aged five years in the last fourteen days.
Matteo nodded his agreement and crept his fingers up the side of my calf. “Jackson seemed to be an inch taller.”
He definitely did. “And do you see the lip-gloss on Emma? She looked like a little lady in her stage makeup.”
“It always amazes me how great she is up on stage.” Matt smiled fondly. Emma played Glenda the Good Witch in today’s performance of theWizard of Oz.
A moan slipped from my lips when Matt dragged his nails down the back of my leg.
I tried to concentrate. “Jackson almost had a bull’s-eye.” He looked like a pro with that bow today. He was almost there and should be proud.
Matt’s fingers drifted higher and higher up my leg until he reached the apex of my thighs. A finger glided through my folds to my nub. He rubbed. “I found the bull’s-eye.”
My legs fell open in invitation. I wanted to come so bad. My vagina had become super greedy. It wanted Matteo—all the time. It was a feat to make it through the day without seeking out my husband for sex. We’d definitely opened the door to a whole new world where we were entirely different people.
“You need it bad, don’t you?” I could practically hear the smile in Matteo’s voice. It dripped with all that male rawness he seemed to exude at all times these days.
It took a thumb, two fingers, and less than three minutes to have me spasming around his digits and crying out his name.
Matt licked his fingers as I caught my breath. “That should tide you over for a few, my greedy girl.”
He stood and guided me up from the bench. “Come on. Let’s go see if our room is ready.”
As we walked toward the locker room, I felt eyes on me. Glancing back, I saw a man who I’d seen quite a few times before. He’d been in the expo rooms watching us one time, and another time, he was sitting on the couch jerking himself off as Matt pulled orgasm after orgasm from my body. This time, he was in the far corner of the sauna, his eyes tracking us as we exited.
He didn’t shrink away from my attention or turn away as if ashamed that I’d caught him staring. It must be part of his kink, so I tried not to think about him and focused on the fun about to come.
We dressed quickly, anxious to get to the swing room. The red light was on above the door. “Damn it,” I swore, grumpy that I had to wait when I was already revved and itching to go.
Matteo wrapped an arm around my shoulders and pulled me into him. “Relax, love.” His voice was laced with laughter. “Let’s go get a drink or two at the bar and wait. I’m still going to trestle you up and have my way with your pretty little pussy.”
I sucked in a breath. “Promise?”
His chest rumbled with his happiness. “I think we’ve created a monster.”
