Page 59 of Beautiful Life
“Oh, Tony will go if you want to go. Gabby and Jude will be there, it’s the weekend after next and they’ll be back from the honeymoon. Oh,” Paige screams out of nowhere. “You should be Madonna! Like the early Madonna. Like, Like a Virgin and Material Girl Madonna. Maybe we can talk Tony into being Sean Penn.”
“I don’t know,” I say hesitantly, but grin with the thought of Tony dressed up as anything eighties. “What are you going as?”
“I’m gonna be a roller skater.”
“A roller skater?” I ask.
“Yep. I can’t wait,” she says, her face expressing that she, in fact, cannot wait.
“I’ll talk to Gabby. If she and Jude are going, I’m sure I can talk Tony into going.”
“Leigh,” she starts. “You don’t have to talk my brother into anything. You say you want to go, he’ll go. Trust me on this. We’ve all decided you’ve whipped my brother big time. This is proven by the fact, that come this weekend, he’ll be the proud owner of a Golden Doodle.”
I press my lips together, not knowing what to do with the information that I’ve whipped Tony into anything.
But before I think of what to say, Paige chirps like we are at a slumber party or something, “What do you want to do first?”
“Well…” I look at the clock because it’s all of seven forty-five in the morning. Paige has a lot of energy, I might need another cup of coffee to keep up with her all day.
I guess I didn’t think of something fast enough, because Paige starts talking again. “I don’t need to start working on dinner ‘til around one or so this afternoon. Tony has On Demand. Do you watch Spartacus?”
I shake my head. “You do?”
“Just discovered it. I’m catching up watching past seasons. I know, it’s bloody and gruesome, but holy shit, the men are hot. Big, muscly, and tan, and they’re all fighting each other. Even fighting to the death. In their underwear. And,” she pauses, putting both hands up, palms facing me, “sometimes in slow motion.”
I smile. “I can’t think of anything better to watch over coffee.”
Paige grins and lets out a little “Yay!” We move off our stools with our coffee and head to Tony’s family room where Paige adds, “It’s going to be even better on Tony’s big fancy TV.”
At almost eight o’clock in the morning, Paige introduces me to almost naked, hot, muscly men fighting grisly, gory battles over coffee.
She was right. It was great.
Chapter 15 – Soon
Leigh
“Faster, gem.”
“Honey—”
“That’s it. I feel you.”
His hand moves from my breast where his fingers are working my nipple, down my body to between my legs where I’m straddling him. His thumb goes directly to my clit pressing and circling while his hips surge up, pressing into me. My head falls back and I moan, my orgasm washing over me and I feel Tony’s other hand, strong at my hip, pulling me down hard on his shaft as he knifes up at the waist. He tips my head toward his and his mouth hits mine, drinking up my moans as my body shakes.
“Don’t stop,” he murmurs against my lips. “I want you to ride me.”
“Yes,” I agree quickly as he lies back down and I start to move.
“So beautiful,” he grunts looking up at me. “Your legs, fuck. They go on forever.”
“Tony.” I’m out of breath, wanting to give it to him as good as he always gives me.
His hand reaches for mine and pulls it between my legs, “Make yourself come again. I want to watch you.”
Oh my.
I start to touch myself where I’m still sensitive and I try to concentrate on him, but it’s hard. His eyes are hot and burning, looking straight down his body to between my legs, watching me work myself for him.
