Lured into Love (Blossom in Winter #2) - Melanie Martins Page 0,151

it’s better to wear in public,” I press on.

Without saying a word, Alex beckons to me.

Fuck… Letting out a breath of annoyance, I take a few steps in his direction before coming to stand beside him.

“Remove it now,” he insists. “Or else I will do it myself.”

Squinting my eyes, I consider his request for a second. Since I prefer to do it myself, I bend slightly, a hand on the nightstand, and force myself to pull out the plug that has been inside me since this morning. I press my lips tightly together and close my eyes, as I’m not used to having him watch me. Once I take it out, I see Alex applying a lot of lube on the new plug, and my heart starts pounding anxiously as I watch him doing so.

“Why are you insisting on this one the day I’m meeting your dad?” I ask him once more, nerves running through me.

“I’m sure you’re gonna be just fine.” He rubs some more lube in between my butt cheeks and then in my hole, and starts pressing the tip of the plug inside me. “Now, just take a deep breath in and out.” His voice soothes me, and I focus on my breathing as much as I can. “Relax…” The lube helps greatly, but the girth of this plug is something else. Jeez! I can really feel the difference. “Ah…” I let out a quick gasp as it slides all the way in.

“It’s inside. See? You managed.” I remain bent over, still focused on my breathing as I get used to the new size. Meanwhile, Alex starts rubbing my back and leaving a trail of warm kisses from the lowest part of my back all the way up. “Is it that bad?” he whispers close to my ear.

“Um, it’s really… filling.” And it is. Of course, it’s not like having him inside me, but it’s not like the smaller plugs either.

“Good.” He gives me a quick peck on the temple. “Now get dressed.” And then a sudden smack on my butt before walking out of the room.

“Ah!” I flinch a bit at the blow, but stand up and take the dress laying on the bed.

As I put it on, I can’t help but feel the pressure of the new plug filling my hole. Jeez! How am I supposed to walk normally with this in my ass? Then I take a quick glance at myself in the mirror as I wrap the ribbon on the dress around my waist. I must admit, Alex does have an eye for finding dresses that fit me well. I put some gloss on my lips, brush my wavy hair, and head outside.

I find Alex waiting for me in the living area, dressed in white pants and a white linen shirt, sleeves casually rolled up to his elbows.

“Hey…” I greet as I stand beside him.

His gaze lands on me, and his face lights up immediately. “That dress…” He lets his words trail off while observing me. “You are a vision.” And he takes my hand to give it a kiss.

I smile at his compliment, and I can only hope that this plug won’t make any difference during the evening. Then I take his arm, and we are escorted to the tender boat, which will take us to the dock on the beach.

As we sit inside, I take in my surroundings and realize we are right in time for the sunset. With my eyes set on the horizon, I watch the glowing sun, already half bathing in the ocean’s meek waves, while painting the sky and its wispy clouds in a palette of oranges and reds.

Then, reaching the dock, my eyes alight on the tall, old man dressed very similarly to Alex and accompanied by a younger woman at his side. His eyes are a crisp blue, surrounded by tired lines, his light gray hair just as tousled and thick as that of my fiancé, and while his beard is longer, his charm is just as unmistakable. A smile pulls at my lips when Hendrik runs a hand over his wild hair, the locks falling on each side of his temples.

“You guys are so alike,” I whisper to Alex before we arrive.

Once the tender is tied to the dock cleat, Alex gets out of the boat first, taking a quick jump, then offers me a hand to help me out. In that moment, I’m glad my dress is long enough and that my panties