of her very bad boy.
“That was fucking epic,” Blaine says, stroking my back and I let him take all of my body weight. He reaches between us to flip the cock ring off and toss it beside our spent bodies. “Remind me to tell you about all my naughty fantasies. You’re like a dirty fairy godmother waving her magic… cock ring.”
I wind my hands around his neck and peck his lips. “You should have known. Think about how much I love dressing up for Halloween. Acting out your sexual fantasies is going to be like having multiple Halloweens per year.”
He plants a kiss on my lips. “You can dress up every night as far as I’m concerned. Maybe we should try one of those French maid outfits next.”
We lay like that for a while until our breathing slows just enjoying each other. Finally, Blaine sits up and glances over his shoulder. “I bet one of my neighbors in the next building got an eyeful. I hope they weren’t taping. I’d have a hard time explaining that one to the Caribou front office.”
“Nah, they can’t film through multiple panes of insulated plate glass, it distorts the image. Just another benefit that you rich people have that you don’t understand.”
“I shouldn’t be surprised that you know that.” He picks up the cock ring. “I guess we need to wash this awesome new item and put it in the toy pile. We’re gonna have to use this one again.”
My eyes widen. “Toy pile? Do we have more than one?”
He reaches into the end table drawer and pulls something out.
“What is that?” I ask, staring at the strange flesh-colored thing.
Blaine gives it a little shake. “It’s called a masturbation sleeve. But it’s a fake pussy as far as I’m concerned.”
“And you used it?”
“After Max found out about… that time that shall remain in the past and never remembered, he ordered it for me and told me to bang it until my dick was numb. Seems the former fuck boy extraordinaire was not happy with how I handled things and he stuck his nose into my business, as usual.”
I crawl my skirt down so I can sit beside him and get a better look. “You did that for me?”
He places a soft kiss on my lips. “That and tantric breathing and a whole lot of nights spent with my friend Google. If you decided to give me a second chance, I wasn’t going to shoot my wad early and leave you hanging, so to speak. But I think we both have the hang of everything now.”
My lips part into a smile. “So we have Max and Sue-Ann to thank for getting us here. Maybe we should take them out to dinner just the four of us before their lives become chaotic with the new addition.”
Blaine brushes his thumb across my cheek. “Pretty sure I like Sue-Ann’s advice a lot better than Max’s. You on top of me with your gorgeous tits bouncing and your hand between your legs is a lot more fun than this damn thing.” He heads toward the kitchen and the trash compactor. “In fact, it’s going in the trash.”
“Wait!” I scream, another fantasy brewing. One born of my brain this time. “Not so fast. What if… what if I want to use it on you?”
His eyes widen and mine do too because he’s already growing hard again. “You’d do that? Cora, you are becoming so naughty and it’s killing me. You really want to jack me off with this thing?”
I perch my glasses down at the end of my nose. “I’m a visual learner, so all in the name of research.”
A lazy smile uncurls on his full lips. “Well, if I had known you were a research librarian, I may not have let you inside.”
“But you did. So hand me that thing and let me get down to research. But before I do, did everything in your fantasy come true today?”
After he sits down next to me again still holding the ‘toy,’ Blaine kisses me long and deep. “I’ve been told it’s always the shy ones you have to look out for.”
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I get up on the wrong side of the bed… every single day.
They call me grumpy. A downer. Maybe even negative.
But when your fiancée shatters your life into a million pieces it can take a while to heal.
Enter Gwenivere. She’s ethereal, hypnotic and completely stunning.
Everything that I’m not.
The night she slips into the empty chair next to me during a night out with the team feels like the shutters being thrown open in a blackened room.
Her heat pierces my tough outer shell just like a ray of light. And as I swallow her sunshine, she draws me to her. The closer I get, the more I want to claim her as mine.
But she’s not looking for a knight in shining armor… she has her own thing going on. Helping people. Healing people.
They say my heart is broken, and that I don’t believe in second chances. But deep down – I do. I want to trust and let her see the real me underneath the gruff exterior.
I don’t want her to pay for the sins of my past.
And if I let her in – let myself fall again – her soft vulnerability might be exactly what stitches me back together.
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