Kansas (Ruthless Kings MC Atlantic City #2) - K.L. Savage Page 0,57
the big deal? Why are you being like this?”
“Because you’re going to think it’s weird. I don’t. I know you’ve noticed, but I have a really big dick, and not… not every woman I’ve been with wants to have sex with me when they see it, so I’ve learned to pleasure myself. I’ve branched out, and I’m not ashamed of that.”
“Then why are you acting ashamed?” I ask gently, placing my hand on his arm. “I’m not judging you, and I know you aren’t a saint. I know I wasn’t your first—”
“—You’re the first that matters, so it matters what you think.”
I scoot closer to him and grab onto the hand holding the drawer shut and lift it off. “Then let me look. And yes, you have a giant dick, but I like it, so all those other girls can fuck off,” I say with a slight attitude and a hint of jealousy.
“There are no other girls. Just you. I really believe you were made for my cock. You took me so fucking beautifully last night.”
Blood burns my cheeks. “Amos,” his name is breathless on my lips.
“Best night of my life.” He brushes his thumb across my cheek.
“Even if I ruined your sheets? I’m sorry. I didn’t think that would happen.”
He looks to my side of the bed and pulls the sheet back to see two red spots. Amos growls, a deep rumble like the sound of a hundred bikes leaving his chest. “Ruined? You made them better. I’m never getting rid of these sheets.”
I shake my head, cheeks on fire, and open the drawer again to change the subject. I pull out the first toy. “What’s this for?” I ask.
“That’s a cock ring. It wraps around the base of my cock and vibrates and holds my orgasm at bay. The longer I wait to come, the better it feels.”
I look down to see his cock tenting the sheet, and I lick my lips when I’m feeling the rush of arousal again. “And this one?” I set the ring on the table and pull out something that looks like a cylinder pocket.
“It’s a fleshlight.”
“Why do you have a flashlight in your drawer?”
“No, a fleshlight. I put my cock in there and jack myself off with it. I used that the other night just like I said I would,” he growls.
“You put your cock in this tiny hole?”
“I fit in your tiny hole, didn’t I?” he smirks.
I bite the side of my lip and place that toy next to the ring. “And this?” It reminds me of a butt-plug.
“Um…” His cheeks tint as he scratches the back of his head.
I’ve never seen Amos blush. He’s nervous.
“That is a prostate massager. It uh… has a remote,” his voice croaks, and his suddenly bashful nature is making me grin. “It vibrates against my prostate.”
“Oh, that sounds like it feels good.”
He nods his head, watching me as I inspect the toy. I’m new to all of this, and maybe that’s why I’m going into it unbiased. I don’t have a problem with him having toys. I think it’s great he took the time to learn what he likes and doesn’t like. If people are judgmental, that’s their problem, and he doesn’t need them in his life.
“It does feel good,” he admits.
“So, I have a question,” I ask, just a bit curious.
“Ask me anything, Springs.”
“Do you fuck yourself with anything?”
“No,” he shakes his head. “I don’t think I’m interested in that.”
“Oh.” I don’t mean to sound disappointed, but I am.
“If you’re asking if I have sex with men, the answer is no. I’m not attracted to men. I don’t have issues with gay people, that’s not what I’m saying,” he clarifies.
“I didn’t think that. I was just wondering… never mind.”
“What? Tell me.”
“Would you want to if it were me? Like if I fucked you with a toy or if I had a strap-on?” I’ve seen strap-ons used in porn before, so I know what they are.
“Wait, are you saying you’re okay with this? You would actually consider doing that if I wanted it?”
I nod eagerly. “I think I’d like it.”
“You’re a dirty girl.” He sits up and wraps a hand around my throat. “I don’t like putting the massager in my ass, but it’s worth it when I feel it press against my prostate. If you are wanting to try something like that, I’ll have to think about it. I’m not against it, but I’m not for it, so I don’t know how I feel