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“Because…” Her lip quivered and I instantly felt like shit. I’d done it without meaning to. “Because you’re all…that, and I’m all…me.”
I looked up and down her sexy curves, trying to figure out what the hell she was talking about. There wasn’t a day that went by when I didn’t think of her as the most gorgeous woman I’d ever met. After everything we’d been through, she was still the hottest woman in the room.
“You’re gonna have to help me out here. I’m not sure what you’re saying.”
She crossed her arms, refusing to look at me. “You’re easily the hottest guy out of all of them. You have those gorgeous muscles and you’re tall! You’re smart and handsome, and I’m…”
“You’re what?”
“I have fake boobs!” she shouted, finally meeting my eyes. Hers were filled with tears that were on the verge of falling down her cheeks.
“Baby, what does it matter if they’re fake?”
“Because they’re not real,” she cried. “That’s why I try so hard. I don’t want you to lose interest.”
I grinned, which was probably the wrong thing to do. But her thought process was ridiculous. “I’m sorry, why would I lose interest?”
Again, that quivering lip did me in. “I don’t have the same sensations other women have. And sometimes, it’s like I have to work twice as hard to feel the same things other women do. It’s not fair that you should have to do all the work to get me there in bed.”
And now the toys made sense. I knew Emma still liked sex, but she’d never told me that the cancer and chemo had taken such a toll on her sex drive. If I had known, I would have told her sooner how much I enjoyed working for every orgasm.
Stepping forward, I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her against me. “Baby, I don’t care about your boobs. They’re just boobs. I get that you’re missing the sensations you used to have, but I’d rather have you than your boobs. And as for me having to do all the work…” I smirked at her, then lowered my lips and licked a path along her jaw. “I rather enjoy getting to rip every orgasm from your body. I don’t care how long it takes. It makes the end result so much better. So, use the toys or don’t. If they make you feel better, then we’ll keep them. But I’ve missed getting to put my lips on your pussy and feel you come on my tongue. I would throw out every toy if it meant I’d get to taste your cum on my lips every night.”
She shivered in my arms and slid her hands around my back. “You really don’t mind?”
I slid my hand into her hair and forced her to look into my eyes. “Baby, there’s only a few things in this world I can’t live without. One of them is you, and the other is feeling you come when your legs are wrapped around my head.”
The kids came running into the room, preventing me from taking her right there on the counter. But when they left, I took her up to the bedroom and the toys were nowhere in sight.
Sweating, I wiped my forehead and lifted the ropes of the boxing ring.
“Where are you going?” Jules shouted.
“Heading home.”
“In the middle of training?”
“I need to help Emma with something.”
He rolled his eyes dramatically. “Emma? Seriously, man. She doesn’t need your help with anything. Going home to fuck her isn’t a valid excuse for getting out of work.”
“I never said I was going home to fuck her.”
“Then what possible reason could you have for leaving? That’s the only valid excuse!” he said, jumping down from the ring and running after me.
“She needs help with work. That’s all.”
“That’s all,” he said mockingly. “Seriously, what are you doing?”
I knew he wouldn’t stop until I told him. “Look, it’s not a big deal. Emma does this stuff for her business.”
“What kind of stuff?”
“Stuff like…a podcast. It’s a new thing.”
His eyes lit up with curiosity. “She talks about sex toys?”
“Yes, with women who are curious about her products. It’s…informational.”
