When they’d tucked into the next round, Beck felt his phone vibrate in his front shirt pocket and grinned. Right on time, sweetness. He took a sip and pulled his phone out.
“The next time I see you, I’m jumping you and sucking your cock until your eyes bulge and your balls explode!”
He chuckled and replied, while Patrick looked over his shoulder at the message. “Holy crap, baby. Tell me how you really feel! Something must’ve made you happy, huh?”
“Happy? Happy? I came so hard I think I passed out, evil genius!”
He’d made a honey and body balm delivery to Teresa at Discretion the day before. While there, he’d decided to try his hand at shopping for a little something for Lucy, and Teresa had sold him the Double Thumper vibrator. He hadn’t even blushed…much. Teresa had told him it was nearly silent while in operation, which must be a good thing so he’d brought it to her house and slipped it into her toy chest with a fresh set of batteries to find on her next “alone time” night.
“I like making you happy. Does this mean you’re my love slave now?”
Her reply was quick in coming. “Yes, although I can’t picture myself calling you master without laughing. Do you miss me?”
“You know I do, sweetness. Kiss your fingertip for me.”
“Okay. Done. What now?”
“Put that wherever you want it.” He imagined where all she’d put it and his dick tingled hungrily for the feel of her.
“Then I’ll start at one set of lips and end at the other set. Thank you for my toy.”
Fuck, yeah. His woman knew what he liked. “You’re welcome, sweetness.”
“Tell Patrick I’m sending him a kiss.”
“Okay.”
Patrick glanced at him as he finished the text conversation and slid his phone back in his pocket. “She okay?”
“Yeah. She said to tell you she’s sending you a kiss.”
“I hope to hell you’re not the one delivering it.”
“Fuck no,” Beck replied with a chuckle as he set his beer bottle on the bar.
* * * *
Beck winked at Lucy as he pulled Patrick’s front door closed with PJ perched on his shoulders. She’d just arrived home from work, Patrick had steaks marinating on the kitchen counter, and she and Patrick had a night alone ahead of them. PJ was “helping out” in the workroom at Beck’s house that night while Beck extracted honey and collected beeswax.
“There are a couple of things on the bar for you. Did you see them?” Patrick murmured as he came up behind her and gathered her long hair into his hands.
Sweet shivers and gooseflesh swept over her as he ran his fingers through her hair, tugging gently at the strands. One particularly sensitive spot on her scalp sent a shudder through her whole body and she moaned with pleasure. She heard his quiet chuckle at her reaction and leaned against him, reveling in her body’s allover response to his touch. Her pussy warmed and tingled as he twisted the locks into a thick bundle and gently tugged her head over with his grip and laid hot kisses down her neck to her shoulder.
Patrick chuckled again and said, “If you keep purring like that, we may skip supper and go right to bed.” He patted her ass and added, “Go see what you got.”
Lucy sighed softly, enjoying the way the tingles lingered. She opened her eyes and smiled when she found Patrick watching her with love and enjoyment in his eyes. He pointed at the counter and stepped into the kitchen as she settled on a bar stool and handled the fancy silver box and the gift bag.
A thrill went through her when she recognized the fancy embossed logo for Discretion on the box but she peeked in the bag first and squealed happily.
“Oh! He did it!”
Patrick looked at her as he turned the steaks in the marinade. “Did what?”
She pulled out the tube and jar that bore Beck’s logos. “I asked him to try out a new scent combination for me and he did it.” She unscrewed the lid on the jar which contained a luscious body crème and breathed in the scent. “Mmm. Jasmine and vanilla. It’s wonderful.”
“He said you’d be happy. I want to try it out on you tonight after your bath.”
“After my bath, huh?”
“Yes. I’m making full use of our time alone.” He put out a hand to stop her when she began to lift the top on the box. “Stop for just a second. Before you open the box,” he said, beckoning her. “I want you to come here.”
She hopped off the stool and came to him. “Yeah?”
He continued to hold out his hand. “I need your clothes.” His eyes sparkled at her surprise. “All of them.”