Page 63 of The Sacrifice
“I didn’t think Hadley would ever go to sleep.” From my seat on the sofa, I pull her onto my lap with her knees on either side of me, pressing into the cushions.
She cups my face. “Are you okay?”
“Yes, I’m fine.”
“I’m sure it was a shock to hear from Roxanne out of the blue.” Her thumbs caress my cheekbones, and I wrap my arms around her waist, drawing her closer.
“It was. I should have expected it. I anticipated the day she wanted money, but she made a big production out of not wanting anything. I fell for it.” I shrug. “Or at least, I brushed it aside. I’m not stupid. I hired a private investigator to uncover everything he can about her. However, I still wasn’t thinking about her contacting me and asking for money.”
“I can’t believe she’d want money over her baby.” Her eyes are sad as she settles against my chest and rests her head against my heart.
“Some people aren’t kind people.” I kiss her temple and sag into the cushions. Even though she’s not been here long, we’ve settled into this routine at night. And it feels like we’ve been doing it for a hundred years. We fit together perfectly. She instinctively knows when I need her support.
“Yes, I know,” she sighs and laces her fingers into my hair.
“Thank you for being you. It means a lot to me to have you in my corner.”
“You’re welcome.” She leans up and looks me in the eyes. “I love you and want you to be happy. I don’t want you to have to worry about Roxanne. But I know there’s nothing I can do.”
“Baby.” This time, I cradle her face. “Just you being here is all I need. You make me happy. Knowing that you’re at home waiting for me makes me happy. Knowing you’ll have my back when someone cuts me down means more than you’ll ever understand. And knowing you get me–”
“Stop,” she groans and kisses my lips. Her eyes are hooded when she pulls back. “All these compliments make me melt in a puddle of goo. I’m going to get a big head.”
“I’m getting a big head, myself.” I chuckle as she rolls her eyes.
“And I love how you lighten the mood and remind me not to take everything so seriously. And I love how you remind me not to stress so much. And to not worry about the future. Because we have each other. It’ll work out.” She licks her lips and gnaws on the bottom one. “And I love that you’re getting a big head.” She grinds her center against my hard shaft, sending a shudder along my spine.
“Before you get too invested in telling me how wonderful I am. I have something for you.”
She arches an eyebrow. “You do?”
“Yes, I do. Grab the bag on the table.” I point to a white sack I left on the table when I got home.
“Okay.” She scrambles off my lap, collects the package, and settles back onto me. “What is it?”
“Look inside.”
“Okay.” Her eyes widen as she smiles. “Chloe’s?”
“Yes. I remembered the first morning you poured coffee on my floor and talked shit about me. You had a box from Chloe’s Bakery.”
“Yes, I did.” She lifts the lid and clutches her chest as the scent of pastries fills the air. “White chocolate chip raspberry scones. You’re too much.” Her eyes shine with happiness, and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t feeling a little cocky.
“Thank you. Now, open the other package.” I rub my palms on her thighs. Now, we’re getting to the good stuff.
She opens the package containing a clit vibrator. The kind with the air puffs that drive a woman wild. Or so the reviews said. “Oh…. Interesting.”
“Yes, it’s very interesting. I propose you enjoy both presents simultaneously.” I grab the sex toy package from her and remove the product.
“Well….” She waggles her eyebrows. “I happen to love how you think.”
“Good.” I deposit her onto the sofa cushions and remove her pants and panties in one fluid motion as she shrugs off her top and bra. My mouth waters, and it’s not from the pastries. I want to devour her. If I could get paid to eat her out, I’d make it a career.
“Such a gorgeous woman and you’re all mine.”
“Yes, baby. I’m all yours.” She rubs her thighs apart.
“Legs apart.” I press on the insides of her thighs, pushing them away from each other, and dropping her knees to the sofa. “That’s a good girl showing me that pretty pink pussy. Pinch your nipples as I get a better look at my present.”