me to have the surgery.”
He scratched his chin. “Probably. You were very unhappy, babe. You were thinking surgery would make you feel sexy.”
“It made me feel comfortable enough to call Oasis.” If she hadn’t made that call, they wouldn’t be together now.
“But not sexy. Tell me, did you feel sexy yesterday?”
She nodded. She’d felt more than sexy. She’d felt downright desirable.
“Do you feel sexy today?”
“No.” Her frustration came out in her voice. If her breasts were fixed, why did she still feel like the same girl who had hidden her body with baggy clothes for the past eight years?
“That’s because feeling sexy is about what’s on the inside, not the outside. Yesterday you let go of all your inhibitions to play a role. I think the role you played let the real Mia come out and express herself.
“You put too much emphasis on your looks and not enough on what’s attractive. I fell for your feisty attitude and your wickedly intelligent brain before anything else. Your pretty face might have drawn my attention, but it’s what’s inside that kept me coming up to your office to ask stupid questions for the past year.”
“Wow. You sound like a shrink. Are you sure you’re a sociology major?”
“Smart-ass. The sociology major part of me says you’re hung up on this because society has taught you that women should look a certain way. You feel like you have to live up to some ideal. But in the real world, real men want real women.”
“Again, you can say that because I look normal.”
“Mia, if you took off your shirt and had two different-sized boobs, I’d probably be surprised. Then I would want to play with them for hours because that’s how I am. I like you because you’re different from other women. That would just be another difference. But it isn’t one anymore, so I really don’t know why it’s still an issue.”
Because the image of herself she kept in her brain didn’t look any different. “Because I don’t feel like anything’s changed.”
“I don’t want you to change. As stubborn as you’re being right now, I still love you. If you need validation of what your outsides do to me, I have that right here.” He took her hand and put it on his damp swim shorts. Already semierect, his cock jumped and lengthened under her palm. “The only thing you need to change is your perspective.”
A shaky bit of the confidence that had fled when she told him about her surgery returned. She gripped his cock harder through the fabric. “Maybe you could help me with that.”
He brushed a kiss over her lips. “I could definitely help you with that. Let’s get rid of all these clothes so I can start your therapy.”
Under his appreciative gaze, she shed her swimsuit. She expected him to do the same, but when he stood up, he crossed to the dresser and opened a drawer. Neither of them had unpacked. She peered after him, the feeling of being sexy dampened by his puzzling behavior.
He rummaged around in the drawer. The scraping sounds of things sliding out of the way surprised Mia. She hadn’t known anything was in there.
At last he returned and threw a length of nylon rope on the mattress. Mia eyed it uncertainly. “You want to tie me up now?”
His dimple peeked out. “More product testing. This time I’m going to bind you and blindfold you. Then we’ll have to do it all over again with the blindfold off.”
Mia blinked. He hadn’t covered all the variables. “Then again without the blindfold or the restraints? I don’t think it’ll matter by then. I probably won’t be able to move.”
His grin grew. “Lie in the center of the bed.”
Eager for this experiment, she centered her body on the mattress and rested her head against the pillows. Kaelen grabbed her ankles and slid her halfway down the bed. Mia looked back at the headboard. She didn’t know if the rope was long enough to cover the distance. Before she could question the position, Kaelen lifted
He scratched his chin. “Probably. You were very unhappy, babe. You were thinking surgery would make you feel sexy.”
“It made me feel comfortable enough to call Oasis.” If she hadn’t made that call, they wouldn’t be together now.
“But not sexy. Tell me, did you feel sexy yesterday?”
She nodded. She’d felt more than sexy. She’d felt downright desirable.
“Do you feel sexy today?”
“No.” Her frustration came out in her voice. If her breasts were fixed, why did she still feel like the same girl who had hidden her body with baggy clothes for the past eight years?
“That’s because feeling sexy is about what’s on the inside, not the outside. Yesterday you let go of all your inhibitions to play a role. I think the role you played let the real Mia come out and express herself.
“You put too much emphasis on your looks and not enough on what’s attractive. I fell for your feisty attitude and your wickedly intelligent brain before anything else. Your pretty face might have drawn my attention, but it’s what’s inside that kept me coming up to your office to ask stupid questions for the past year.”
“Wow. You sound like a shrink. Are you sure you’re a sociology major?”
“Smart-ass. The sociology major part of me says you’re hung up on this because society has taught you that women should look a certain way. You feel like you have to live up to some ideal. But in the real world, real men want real women.”
“Again, you can say that because I look normal.”
“Mia, if you took off your shirt and had two different-sized boobs, I’d probably be surprised. Then I would want to play with them for hours because that’s how I am. I like you because you’re different from other women. That would just be another difference. But it isn’t one anymore, so I really don’t know why it’s still an issue.”
Because the image of herself she kept in her brain didn’t look any different. “Because I don’t feel like anything’s changed.”
“I don’t want you to change. As stubborn as you’re being right now, I still love you. If you need validation of what your outsides do to me, I have that right here.” He took her hand and put it on his damp swim shorts. Already semierect, his cock jumped and lengthened under her palm. “The only thing you need to change is your perspective.”
A shaky bit of the confidence that had fled when she told him about her surgery returned. She gripped his cock harder through the fabric. “Maybe you could help me with that.”
He brushed a kiss over her lips. “I could definitely help you with that. Let’s get rid of all these clothes so I can start your therapy.”
Under his appreciative gaze, she shed her swimsuit. She expected him to do the same, but when he stood up, he crossed to the dresser and opened a drawer. Neither of them had unpacked. She peered after him, the feeling of being sexy dampened by his puzzling behavior.
He rummaged around in the drawer. The scraping sounds of things sliding out of the way surprised Mia. She hadn’t known anything was in there.
At last he returned and threw a length of nylon rope on the mattress. Mia eyed it uncertainly. “You want to tie me up now?”
His dimple peeked out. “More product testing. This time I’m going to bind you and blindfold you. Then we’ll have to do it all over again with the blindfold off.”
Mia blinked. He hadn’t covered all the variables. “Then again without the blindfold or the restraints? I don’t think it’ll matter by then. I probably won’t be able to move.”
His grin grew. “Lie in the center of the bed.”
Eager for this experiment, she centered her body on the mattress and rested her head against the pillows. Kaelen grabbed her ankles and slid her halfway down the bed. Mia looked back at the headboard. She didn’t know if the rope was long enough to cover the distance. Before she could question the position, Kaelen lifted
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