Divine Phoenix(Divine Creek Ranch 10)(81)

“Thanks. I’ve actually been giving the website a lot of thought lately. I’d like to reshoot the personal jewelry photos using better lighting and models, wherever that’s possible. I’m going to be talking to the girls about it at the sleepover. Grace seemed to think that Rosemary would be particularly interested, and possibly Maya Warner, too.”

Clay nearly choked on his cookies and coffee and said, “Knowing Evan Garner personally, I can tell you that he’s one husband you’ll want to talk to up front. Rosemary has a history of begging forgiveness afterward when she should ask permission beforehand. So when she strips off her clothes and asks for the biggest clit clip you’ve got, tell her she’ll have to cool her jets until Evan signs off on it. That woman is a little firecracker.”

“I’ll ask all of the men first if you think that’s best. Do you think he’ll say yes?”

“Hell, no! But that won’t stop her. At least you’ll have covered your bases.”

“Won’t it piss Rosemary off to have to get her husband’s permission to pose?”

“Oh, yeah. But she’ll also obtain it.”

“I don’t get it, I guess.”

“It’s the game they play, baby. The semblance that her men are in control somehow. All you can do is ask.”

Clay didn’t talk about Rosemary’s unique situation as if it were really a marital problem so much as a bone of contention. This whole scenario was so far away from anything she had ever experienced married to JT she didn’t know what to think.

It had embarrassed her the night before when Clay had stilled her from serving him. She supposed twelve years of marriage had ingrained some behaviors that she would need to take a good, hard look at now.

JT had taught her from the beginning how he liked her to move in whatever position they were in. In particular, he liked to see her breasts moving when they’d had sex. Sex had always been a strenuous workout, and Clay had nailed it on the head when he mentioned that he didn’t want her to approach it as work. JT was her first, and the habits she’d learned were going to be hard to break.

The big difference for her was that because the service wasn’t expected, she wanted to give to Clay even more. JT had abused what she’d freely given, twisting her desire to serve him into servitude. Lily could tell it had bothered Clay and had respected him all the more for stopping at a point in their interlude when it was probably very difficult and painful for him to do so.

Using the soft-grip pliers, she twisted the end on a cock ring she was making into a small curlicue then set about polishing it.

“How does your knee feel?” Clay asked mutedly as he peered through the magnifying light at what he was working on.

“It feels better. I took a pain reliever. I think it was just inflamed.”

Clay glanced at her. “Did you get on the elliptical?”

Lily shook her head. “No. Not since our talk.”

“Good.” Pointing at her computer monitor, he asked, “Did you see the sales report for last month on the personal jewelry?”

Lily nodded as she focused on her work. “I did. What do you think?”

“I think I wish that you’d rolled into town a long time ago. You’re good for business, Lily Valentine.”

“Yeah, I’m just rockin’ the clit clips, aren’t I?” She couldn’t help her snicker. “I got us off track. What did you want to talk to me about?’

“Since you’re doing so much of the work, I’m increasing your commission percentage so you’re getting paid more for the sales plus for the crafting.”

“Good! That means I’ll be able to pay for the home improvements that much sooner. Thank you for showing me how to make some of the pieces. I feel fully involved in the process and I love being busy.”

“You do very well out front, too. A customer called me and complimented me on your good customer service this morning.”

“Really? What did you say?”

“I agreed.” He quietly rolled his stool so close it touched hers. “And told them that I though you gave good service, too.” Hot shivers ran down her spine to her pussy when he tilted his head and laid an openmouthed wet kiss on her throat below her ear. “You smell good.”

Lily panted and swayed toward him. “Thank you.”

Just as quietly, he rolled on his stool back to the cutout in his workbench and kept on with what he was doing. Heat crept up in her cheeks when she glanced over and caught him watching her through his thick brown lashes.

He licked his lips and whispered, “Yum.”

Her pussy responded with a wave of wet heat as she saw the lust in his eyes. He shifted in his chair, rearranging an erection, and the heat increased in her cheeks. It was all she could do not to throw herself at him like she’d done in there a few days before.