he wants to my tits, but that ain’t one of them.” Her attention shifted to the discretely packaged box that was inside the larger container, before she cut me a look. “Want to use it on me?”
“A dildo?” I scowled. “My cock is more than—”
“It’s a butt plug,” she grumbled, rolling her eyes.
“Oh.” My grin was swift. “Ohh.”
“Yeah. Oh,” she replied, amused. “At least, I think it is. I suggested it to Ink but the package has my name on it… have to figure it’s the butt plug.”
My cock was more than ready for that lesson. “Okay, let’s try it now.”
She chuckled as she headed into the kitchen. “Gotta wash it first,” was her prim response, and like a dog panting after its bitch in heat, I followed her.
Watching her open the box, then peer at the plug that had one of those jewels in the base before washing it, I shook my head. “That ain’t big enough.”
“Something to start with, considering all your cocks are bigger than this, I have to start somewhere.” She scowled at me. “Why you all gotta be so big?”
“Trust me, you’ll be grateful someday soon.” I peered at the silver plug and at the false ruby that twinkled in the morning light that came in from the window behind the sink. The blinds were half down but the sun was more than definitely up. “Where’s Keys?”
“He had to go to the clubhouse.” She pouted. “Him leaving is what woke me up. Just as I was about to fall back asleep, the mailman came.”
I nudged her in the side. “Came bearing gifts though, right?”
Her smile was cheeky, then she delved inside the box and found a small package of lube. I grabbed the tester sample and murmured, “Come with me to my lair, my pretty.”
She snorted, then tapping my ass, hard enough to sting through my briefs, went running down the hall, whooping all the way.
It was my turn to roll my eyes at her, even though it was definitely wasted on her back. Instead, I shucked off my underwear in the kitchen, dumped it in front of the washing machine, then tore open the lube sample. Spreading some onto the plug, I used the excess on my cock which, of course, was already getting hard.
As I stepped down the hall, wondering at how I’d become quite comfortable in this new place in such a short space of time, I heard shuffling in the bedroom and found Ama tossing most of the pillows on the bed onto the floor.
Laughing, I leaned my arm against the doorjamb and asked, “You making a pillow fort or something?”
When she twisted to shoot me a smile, she murmured down at the bed, “We need a bigger bed.”
“Sure as fuck do,” I agreed, stepping toward her.
I could feel the fire in my eyes, and maybe she saw it, maybe it burned her too because her own rounded in surprise. She licked her lips and slowly took a few paces back until the bed was touching her calves. When she crossed her arms at the waist, I knew she was going to remove her tee, and I groaned as her tits bounced free a second later.
She bit her lip, evidently still a little uncomfortable with being naked in the light of day, then held out her hand for me. I reached for it, reached for her, and slipped my arms around her waist and pulled us together so that we were touching all the way along our fronts.
When Ama shivered, I smiled down at her and whispered, “You’re gonna love it.”
She tipped her chin back. “Having something shoved in my butt?” Her lips twitched. “Sounds like something to love that’s for sure. I mean, I’m sure you’d appreciate it—”
“Yeah, no chance, babe,” I informed her before I reached down and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling them wide apart and dipping my fingers between her crack. When she squeaked at the abrupt move, I grinned, leaned down, and slipped my mouth along the line of her jaw. “My ass is exit only.”
She shivered as my tongue traced her jaw too. “No fair. Sexist.”
I snorted. “You love me as I am.”
A grunt escaped her. “There’s always room for improvement.” She reached between us, grabbed my cock, and shaped it with her hand. With the slick lube on it, her fingers made short work of making my half-erection turn full mast. Her grip tightened to the point of discomfort as she twisted out of