Out of The Box Regifted (7 page)

After a bit, Kyra walks in and Todd’s face immediately lights up. He proudly escorts her to our table, and is beaming from ear to ear.

“My main squeeze is here - ain’t she pretty?”

I laugh at his reference to her. “She sure is. Hey Kyra.” She gives Ash and I a hug and plops herself down in Emily’s lap, hugging her tight, and they are giddy with happiness. She takes Emily’s hand and admires the ring. I can tell they’ve gotten really close over the past few months. Their friendship is a good thing, with the guys going on tour. I can tell that Emily is overwhelmed and seems tired, so I scoot over by her and give her a hug.

“Emily, I’ll be here for you and I’d love to go with you to pick out your dress, or do whatever you want me to. I definitely don’t want to overstep my bounds, but would love to help in whatever way I can.”

She smiles at me and kisses my cheek. “I’d love for you to help! You’re like a mother to me, and I want you with me in this every step of the way. Please don’t think you’re overstepping anything. I don’t want to impose on you, but I’d love if you could be my mom in this!”

I smile and am honored that she’s asked me to take a mother’s role in this happy occasion. I just wish there was some way I could contact her mother, and let her know what a special and precious daughter she has. We stay at the club a bit longer, and Ash suggests to Tommy that he and Emily stay at the condo tonight, and we will meet for brunch tomorrow. I can tell Emily is ready to go and Tommy, also sensing that, tells us all that they’re headed home. Everyone gives them both hugs and kisses as they leave. They need a little privacy about now, I would guess.

Ash and I make our exit, and I can’t wait to get home myself. This has been a very full day, and I’m ready to unwind and relax with my own Harper man. Once we get home, I go into our room and start to change. Ash remarks, with a provocative look on his face.

“Okay Liv, time to do the catwalk for me. I’ve been waiting all night for this.”

I go into my changing area and put on some of the things I’ve bought. I come through the doorway and he’s lying on his side in bed, with no clothes on, holding a glass of wine for us.

“Oh. My. God Ash! How am I supposed to concentrate on modeling, while you’re modeling for ME? I can’t even concentrate on the lingerie!”

He grins at me, while holding himself. Bare naked and he’s got the Giant standing at attention. This is such a turn on and he’s got positively the most inviting body.

“The Giant and I are eagerly awaiting you. Your two favorite things, we hope.”

I’m turned on beyond words, and I don’t think I can try on the rest of the lingerie before I jump his bones. I’ve never felt the feelings I have, when I look at him. He is, without a doubt, the sexiest most attractive man I’ve ever in my life seen. Every gorgeous inch of his body is perfect and he’s MINE, all mine. I can’t believe it. To top it off, he actually thinks I’m sexy, which is a huge ego boost. After 2 different outfits, I decide it’s time to capitalize on the situation and take matters into my own hands. Teasingly licking my lips, I slither up to him in bed and begin my descent down his happy trail. I go to that spot, hoping to bring him to the brink of satisfaction. Totally uninhibited, my inner goddess takes over and instinctively I take the lead, feeling like I’m in the driver’s seat. As I take him in my mouth, I lightly suck. The more he moans, the more I suck. He’s so hard and I realize I can’t take all of him into my mouth. He places his hand over mine, and moves them with me up and down the shaft. His sounds let me know his satisfaction and I continue, totally set on sating him, which pleases me even more. Judging by the look on Ash’s face, I can honestly say I get it now, the way he says he loves seeing me satisfied. I feel the same with his look of pleasure. It’s indescribable; the love, the feeling, the look of surrendering your body to someone. He moans in satisfaction, his body shakes with orgasm and I feel totally fulfilled.

“I love it when you do that. You like doing it don’t you?”

Lying between his legs, with my chin on his stomach, I look into his eyes, “Ash, your pleasure is what I live for. I love pleasing you in every way, I swear.”

He looks down at me and grins, “Well, color me pleased, and now it’s your turn Sunshine. Lay back, close those eyes and let me drive.” I do just that eager to see what he’s got in store.

“Liv, we’re gonna kick it up a notch. You game?”

“Your game. You gonna play me?” I flirtatiously ask.

“Oh yeah. Game on.” He whispers, as he begins to caress me, igniting every nerve in my body. I feel something foreign, but I’m not sure what it is.

I was relaxed but my body suddenly tenses, as I sit up to see what he’s using. “Ash, what are you doing?”

He immediately tries to make me feel comfortable. “Relax. I got us a few toys. Nothing that will hurt you, I swear. This is all about pleasure. Just relax.”

Suddenly, I freeze. Toys? What the hell does he mean? I’ve never in my life used toys for satisfaction. I don’t want to spoil the evening, but I’m not sure about this. As if he’s sensing that, he immediately reassures me once again.

Taking my face into his hands, he kisses me softly and whispers, “Honey what we do together is private and personal. It’s not kinky and it’s not dirty. It’ll only bring you pleasure, I promise. You trust me, don’t you?”

I look at him confused, “Of course I trust you. I’ve just... I’ve never… you know... done anything like this.”

He takes me into his arms and rocks me. “Good, because a first for you, is even better knowing that your first, will be with me. I’ll never hurt you or ask you to do anything you’re not comfortable doing. I want you to be comfortable and at ease. You good?”

I take a deep breath, as he lays me back on the bed, “Yeah, I think so. I mean -- yeah I’m okay.” I’m really not sure, but I’m gonna give this a try.

He begins to explore with this new toy. It’s a soft rubber feeling object, and I can tell he’s put some kind of lubricant on it as he starts to insert it. I’m trying really hard to relax and enjoy this, but just can’t totally succumb. All I can do is picture him doing this with Anne, and I shake my head to get the vision out of my mind. I don’t think I really want to know the extent of their relationship, and tell myself that it really doesn’t matter. But it does matter - I’m curious and I want to know. Part of me says he’s mine now and not to dwell on him and Anne; that we’re working on our own intimacy as a couple. The inhibited side of me rears its evil head, and has me feeling like toys are something bought from a seedy store, a video arcade, and used with kinky perverted people. Ash brings me out of deep thought with my demons, and reassures me. He sets the toy on the bed and gets on his knees in front of me, taking my face into his hands. “Talk to me Liv, let me know what you’re feeling. I wanna know.”

“I don’t think I’m ready for this.”

He traces his fingers lightly up the inside of my leg and kisses my belly. “Well then, let’s put the toys up and we can experiment another time. Tonight just isn’t the night. We’ve got the rest of our lives.”

I sit up on the bed and put my head in my hands, angry with myself that I can’t get into this.

He laughs, not in a mocking way, but to put me at ease as he puts a strand of hair behind my ear. “Honey, it’s no big deal really. Don’t beat yourself up over this.”

He leans back on the bed against the headboard with his knees drawn up, and pulls me between them, with my back to his front. He wraps me in his arms and with his chin tilts my head to the side, while whispering in my ear. “It’s okay honey.”

“Ash, I just..I…”

Rocking me back and forth to put me at ease, he tells me, “Shh. It’s okay. Why don’t you just lie back and let me make love to you the good old fashioned way? Something we both know so well and let me add, it’s something you do so well.”

We make love the traditional way, and while I feel much more secure, I just wish I could take on new things easier. I feel like I’ve disappointed Ash. After all, he planned this fun and exciting night and I had to put a damper on things with my doubts. Damn I’m so mad at myself.

I sit up after we’ve made love, with my forehead in my hands and sigh looking down at the bed. I laugh at myself in disbelief.

He rubs my back and looks around at my face, “Liv, stop with the overthinking. When you bite your lip like that, I know exactly what you’re doing.”

Defensively I ask, “What do you mean?”

“You know exactly what I mean honey. When you’re having trouble expressing yourself, you always bite your bottom lip. You think no one notices, but I do. You’re making way too big of a deal out of this. The time wasn’t right and I realize now I was probably pushing things too fast. Come on honey snap out of it, or I’m gonna spank your hot little ass. Stop biting your lip and let’s get some shut eye.” He motions me to move over by him, and we curl up side by side.

I sleep so peacefully, and wake to the tantalizing smell of fresh brewed coffee. I climb out of bed, brush my teeth, run a brush through my hair, and head into the kitchen. My beautiful man is shirtless, reading the paper drinking coffee, and greets me with my favorite morning greeting.

“Mornin Sunshine. Don’t forget, we are meeting Tommy and Emily for brunch. They want to talk about the wedding and hammer out some details. I hope you don’t mind. The next few weeks are going to be pretty hectic for everyone, since the kids want to get married before the guys’ head out on the road.”

“Ash, that sounds perfect. Look, about last night…”

He cuts me off mid-sentence, takes off his glasses and motions me onto his lap. He wraps me in his arms and rests his chin on the top of my head, “Olivia, no explanation is needed. Like I told you last night, the time wasn’t right. I rushed things and for that, I’m sorry. I got a little bit ahead. We’ll both know when that time comes, trust me and it’s no big deal. I love you and that’s all that matters to me. If
you
aren’t comfortable, then
we’re
not ready.”

I love that he’s so patient with me, and that he’s actually concerned with my feelings. I just wish I could let go and not be so damn inhibited! It makes me so mad at myself, and I don’t understand why I can’t just be comfortable experimenting. I feel lucky though, that I have this understanding man who is set on my needs, and is ever so accommodating to me.

I take his hand and lace my fingers through his. “Ash, I’m trying, that’s all I can say. A little more time…”

“And time is what I’m willing to give, honey. We’re working on it together. Together, remember?” He playfully ruffles my hair, “Now, no more talking about it. Drink your coffee and let’s get ready to go meet Tommy and Emily. I thought we’d go to the Peninsula. Ever been there?”

My eyes light up, “As in the Peninsula Hotel?”

“Yep that’s the one, but they have a pretty spectacular Sunday brunch, so since we’re celebrating...” His eyes light up as he leans across the table from me. “I thought this would be the perfect spot.”

I’m suddenly very excited and eagerly anticipating the day.

“So, hop in the shower with me?” He grins and tells me, “No foolin around. We’ve got a full day ahead.

Oh, I’m definitely game for that. We grab a quick shower and get dressed. I’ve picked out a casual, but nice outfit and Ash looks like his ever so sexy self. Shortly after, we’re out the door, on our way into the city. Ash has taken me to so many nice places, seemingly acquainted with everyone in the places we’ve been, and I’m sure everyone knows him at The Peninsula as well.

It’s a beautiful day, sunny but cold, and the drive into the city is spectacular. As we pull up, I see ‘The Peninsula’ prominently displayed on this landmark building. The hotel is magnificent and is flanked with white statues, which scream five-star elegance. As if they know we’ve arrived, the valet is right on cue to get the car. The valet helps me out of the car, after Ash hands him the keys. Suddenly, Ash is right there with his hand on the small of my back, leading me into the hotel. Tommy and Emily are in the lobby waiting, when we arrive. I see them sitting on a couch engrossed in conversation, oblivious to everyone else in the room facing each other, gazing in complete adoration of each other. They both have a glow about them that I can honestly say I feel with Ash. The two of them are dressed for the occasion. Emily is wearing a darling short grey wool skirt, patterned tights, black boots, a cream sweater and a popping coral scarf. With her hair loose and flowing, she radiates natural beauty. Tommy is decked out in tight black jeans, a cream patterned button down shirt and nice boots. Ash calls out to them, and immediately Tommy gets up and gives me a kiss and his father an affectionate hug.