Page 48 of Natural Deception

Someone knocks on the door.

I rush over to swing it open. "Holly? Wow, that was fast."

"Told you I'd bring everything you might need." She offers me a paper grocery bag. "This should do the trick. James and I like to get a little kinky sometimes. My hubby insisted that we should give you guys this stuff, and we'll order new gear. It's our gift to you. But don't worry, the vibrator is brand new and has never been used."

"That's very generous. Thank you."

"James and I agree that you and Craig are a great couple, and we want to do whatever we can to help you reconcile." She thrusts the bag at me again, leaning in to whisper, "Have fun."

Holly trots off down the corridor.

I shut the door and hold up the bag. "We have our gear. Are you ready to try something totally new to us?"

"Absolutely."

We sit down on the bed and peruse the items Holly had brought for us. Soft ropes. Padded handcuffs. A blindfold. A vibrator. Edible underwear. She also included a book of sex positions. When I pull out that book, we exchange awkward glances, like teenage virgins who are about to screw for the first time. Then I flip the book open and skim the pages.

He drops his finger onto the book. "Stop there. The Amazon position looks interesting."

Yes, the sex manual has illustrations.

"Okay," I tell him. "We will start with dessert, then move on to the Amazon."

"Sounds like we're flying to South America."

"I hope we'll be flying high on endorphines very soon." I take one last look at the illustration, then shut the book. "Lie down, Craig. I'm going to eat you up."

He scuttles backward and turns lengthwise on the bed, resting his head on one of the plush pillows.

I crawl across the bed to kneel between his thighs. "How flexible are you?"

"Flexible? Not sure. I don't do yoga like you." He lifts his brows. "Are you still doing that?"

"Yes. You know I've always loved yoga." I rest my hands on his thighs, skating them up and down. "Let's give this position a try. If it's too difficult for you, just tell me so. That book offers tons of possibilities."

"I'd love to try something new. You never know, I might be more flexible than either of us knows."

"You're much more adventurous than you used to be. I love that."

"Never imagined either of us would go zip-lining, but I'm glad we did."

"Me too." I pat his thighs. "Now, bend your knees and bring them up to your chest."

He obeys my command without any hesitation or complaint. We had never been a bickering couple, not even when we broke up. But I love that we're developing a deeper kind of intimacy and trying new things together.

I watch him pull his knees up until they're almost touching his chest. "Wow, I'm impressed. You're very flexible. Are you sure you've never done yoga?"

"Positive. But I, ah, did start practicing tai chi. It's supposed to make you feel more balanced and relaxed, but maybe it can also improve flexibility."

"With you, it definitely has."

Craig practices tai chi? I can't believe it, but I'm glad he's been trying to find ways to alleviate stress. He'd gotten tense toward the end of our marriage.

I crawl forward until his legs cradle my hips. His cock lies nestled under me. I gently reposition it until the head nudges my entrance, then slowly push my hips forward. His length slides into me inch by inch, every sensation heightened by the thrill of trying something new, and I swear I can feel every millimeter of him. My breaths shorten. My flesh tingles everywhere that his cock touches me. I bite down on my bottom lip. Our gazes are bound to each other while he gradually fills me up to the hilt.

"Fuck, Vanessa, this is already the hottest thing we've ever done."

"Mm, I love it too."

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