Page 16 of Hushed

So far, it didn’t seem like a pity fuck with all the effort he was putting in, though. But over-thinking was her superpower, so she’d convinced herself that’s exactly what it was.

When she finished her shower, she dried off and pulled on the fuzzy robe hanging on the back of the door. It was the nicest robe she’d ever worn.

When she stepped into the bedroom, she was taken aback by what she saw.

The lights were dimmed. The curtains pulled back to reveal the skyline, and the items she’d been instructed to bring sat on the center of the mattress.

A tray of strawberries, champagne, and a few other snacks sat on a cart near the bed, and he’d stripped off his shirt again, and stood by the window in just his jeans and bare feet. It was sexier than anything she could have imagined.

“Did you have a nice shower?” he asked without turning around.

“I did. Thank you.”

Kenzie joined him at the window, and he draped an arm around her shoulders.

“Are you ever going to tell me about your theory?”

He shrugged. “Maybe when we’re done. Right now, I’m going to take a shower.”

She stuck her lip out in a pout. “But you could have just showered with me.”

His lips curled up, and mischief gleamed in his eyes. “Trust me, little imp.”

“OK. What should I do?”

He motioned for the bed. “Slip off your robe and get comfortable. Enjoy some champagne. And if you’re so inclined, use your toy on yourself. But don’t come. Just get yourself close. Only if you want to, though.”

After he closed the bathroom door and she heard the shower turn on, she slipped off her robe and sat on the bed.

The toy she’d grabbed was a small clitoral stimulator that had never let her down. She picked it up and turned it over in her hands then picked up a strawberry and popped it into her mouth as she considered the way the toy would feel. As she chewed the strawberry, her mind wandered, as it was prone to do. The hotel they were in had been the venue for a birthday party she’d DJ’d last week. It was a fun night, but the very married and very drunk brother of the guest of honor had hit on her several times throughout the night, making her slightly uncomfortable.

The sound of Gage humming in the shower brought her out of her thought spiral before she got too out of control, and she focused again on the excitement and intrigue that came with whatever Gage was planning. There was nothing normal about what they were doing tonight. It broke the routine, and she couldn’t wait to see what happened.

After a sip or two of champagne and one more strawberry, she laid back on the bed and shifted around until the pillows were in just the right spot, before she picked up the toy again and ran it between her legs.

When it was settled against her clit, she pressed the button to turn it on.

Gage’s earlier attention had her turned on still, so it didn’t take long to get into a comfortable headspace once the toy purred to life, and she found herself nearing the edge within minutes.

As she teetered, the shower turned off, and she pulled the toy away from her clit, but didn’t turn it off. When he walked back into the bedroom with a towel around his trim waist, she pressed it to her clit again as he approached the foot of the bed.

“Now that’s a vision I want imprinted in my mind forever,” he murmured. “How is that?”

“So good,” she whimpered.

“Mmm. Good girl. Now turn the toy off.

He picked up her phone and headphones and handed them to her.

“Put these on and pick some music that turns you on. And don’t spend too much time worrying about it. This isn’t a gig. The music is all for you.”

Kenzie grinned. She knew right away which playlist she would go to in her Spotify account, and she flipped to it without a second consideration.

When the headphones were in place, she adjusted the volume so Gage’s voice would still come through.

He sat next to her on the bed and let his hands dance over her skin.

“I’m going to explore. You tell me when things feel right and when they don’t, OK?”

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