"Wow." She could hardly move as she tried catching her breath. She turned her head to the side to look at him and she could see his eyes were closed and his chest was rising and falling like he was out of breath, much like she was.
"I think I'm getting too old for this," he said, his voice strained.
She laughed and then reached for his hand, grasping it in hers. He turned his head to face her. "I thought you did just fine," she said.
He took a deep breath, then blew it out in a whoosh and turned on his side. "I don't think we done that in…years," he said, smiling at her and reaching out to run his fingers down her arm.
She rolled onto her side to face him, running her fingers over his cheek. "Well, that last thing, for sure. That was sort of…acrobatic." She screwed up her face. "You sure we've ever done that before?"
He smiled. "Who else would I done that with but you, Ray?" he asked playfully. "I ain't never been with nobody else who would do that."
She put her hand over her face. "Oh, my gosh," she said, feeling strangely embarrassed. It was true that she and Deacon had been very adventurous in their early years. He had been her first and, until Teddy, her only lover and their sex life had definitely been spicy. "I'm feeling a little slutty now," she said, smiling at him.
He reached over and put his hand on the back of her neck, pulling her closer so he could kiss her. "You ain't slutty, baby," he teased. "Not even a little bit. Just, I don't know, game for anything." He raised an eyebrow. "Like vibrators, apparently."
She rolled her eyes. "Oh, let's not talk about that anymore, okay?" She rolled back onto her back.
He slid a little closer to her and put his arm around her waist, a smirk on his face. "Oh, I think we should talk some more about it," he said. "Like, when did you use that, Rayna?"
She looked away. "I never actually said I did."
He put his finger on her cheek and turned her back towards him. "Oh, but I think you did." He grinned. "You and Teddy need that kinda thing?"
She swatted his hand away. "Good grief, no. I'm not even sure he'd know what it was." She looked back and he had a thoughtful look on his face.
"So, you telling me you needed one when you was with him?"
She sat up in the bed, pulling the sheet up under her arms. "I'm not telling you that at all," she said. She looked over at him. "Just forget I ever brought that up, okay?"
He ran the back of his fingers down her arm. "Ah, come on, baby, I'm just teasing you," he said, one of his sweet smiles on his face.
She looked down at him and realized, as usual, she was unable to resist him. She slid back down on the bed and turned to face him. She pressed her index finger against his chest. "I had to use it because of you," she said finally.
He raised his eyebrows. "Me?"
She nodded. "When I brought you back in my band, it was great for me professionally, but not so great for me personally. You kind of, I guess, invaded my dreams."
He smiled wickedly. "You dreamed about me?" he asked. She nodded and then looked away. "Sex dreams?" She didn't respond. "And ole Teddy just didn't quite, what, measure up?"
She looked back at him then. "I'm not gonna talk to you about that," she said.
He laughed. "You don't need to, baby. It's all over your face." He leaned in to kiss her but she turned away. "Ah, come on, baby, it ain't nothing. I mean, I love that you couldn't stop thinking about me."
She looked down, then realized it didn't really matter anymore. It wasn't like he didn't know how she'd felt about him all that time, because she knew now that he did. She looked back at him with a smile. "So, here's the thing. I needed a little…something to distract me from all that. And things weren't quite as, um, exciting at home. So someone suggested a little…friend."
He grinned. "Someone suggested a vibrator."
She swatted his arm. He was obviously determined to make her talk about it. "Okay, yes, someone suggested a vibrator. So I got one. And she was right. It helped."
"And just how long did you have to use it?"
She breathed in and forced herself not to look away. "Until I broke up with Luke," she said, her voice very quiet.
He got a very self-satisfied look on his face then. "Until when exactly?" he asked, laughter in his voice.
"You heard me."
"So you're telling me I was better than both Teddy and Luke?" He was chuckling then.
She made a face. "What do you think?" Then she decided to turn the tables. "And what about you? You were the one who was always picking up one night stands and then trying to have girlfriends and screwing around with backup singers." She raised an eyebrow and felt satisfied when she saw him get a little red.
"Well, I ain't never made no secret that I was waiting for you, Rayna," he said. "But, you know, none of them measured up to you." He smiled then. "I guess all them was my vibrator."
She gasped and then laughed. "I'm sure none of them would want to be thought of that way."
He grinned. "Probably not." He leaned in and kissed her. "I love you, Rayna."
She smiled. "I love you, Deacon." She sighed. "And I hope you know I don't need anything like that with you. I mean, we could, but I think we do just fine on our own."
He ran his finger down her nose. "I really never needed nothing but you, baby. You were amazing enough all by yourself." He breathed in and then let it out. "But you know it was always more than just this."
She nodded. "It was the music too. It was just the way we were so interconnected. Like we kind of transcended everything else."
He smiled. "Kinda like that."
He reached under the sheet then, putting his hand on the small of her back and pulling her closer. She pulled her knee up and slid her leg down his, flattening herself against him. He slid his hand up and tangled his fingers in her hair. She thought about how she loved the feel of his body against hers, how she loved to feel his skin against her skin, and how they fit each other, like two pieces of a puzzle.
Then he ran his hand down her back and over her bottom, letting his hand linger there, nipping at her bottom lip and then kissing her gently. "I was wondering though," he whispered against her lips. "Should we think about that butt plug thing…."
She laughed gleefully then, wrapping her arm around his neck, and he laughed with her, then rolled her over on her back and made sure they fit, just like two pieces of a puzzle.
