He lays the towel down and walks over to me.
“Is it upstairs?” My voice is raspier than normal.
He tilts his head and quirks a brow. “It?”
I roll my eyes and cross my arms, popping my hip. “The butt plug, Liam.”
“Oh that,” he teases. “I wasn’t sure if you were interested in trying that.”
The thought of what’s to come has my blood sparking to life.
There’s a lot of things I’ve been curious about sexually. Either Stefan wasn’t interested or I wasn’t comfortable enough with my partners, my ex-husband included.
Liam and I haven’t crossed the line into anything particularly kinky, but I always assumed he’d be down with a big ass grin if I ever suggested something. It doesn’t surprise me that Liam wanted to try this, so he’s making it happen—if I want it to.
“I want to,” I breathe out. “It’s new for me.”
He slowly stalks toward me. “I figured it would be,” he says and slides his hands around my waist, down to my ass. He grips each globe firmly and pulls my pelvis closer to his. “It’s small.”
I twist my lips to the side and give his crotch a pointed look. “It better be, because I can tell you one thing that isnevergoing near my asshole.”
His head tips back on a laugh. “Noted.Andnever considered.”
“Good,” I say. “Since we’re on the same page, let’s go upstairs.”
He holds me in place and assesses me with a tilted head. “Are you nervous?”
Thinking it over for a second, the lie is on the tip of my tongue. I tell him the truth instead. “I am—but a good kind of nervous. The type of anticipation that has had me hot all night.”
With a grin, he leads us upstairs and closes the door.
He walks me toward the bed before opening his bedside drawer and pulling out a black velvet bag.
With his eyes on mine, he placestwoplugs on the duvet. They’re the same size and color—cherry red. My head whips up.
“I said ‘for us.’” He reminds me.
My mouth drops open.
He did.
“I—you want us both to use one?” I ask stupidly.
Liam chuckles. “That was the thought.”
“Have you ever done this before?”
He shakes his head. “Not with a partner, but I’ve used toys on myself.”
That loosens my muscles, knowing he has experience with this but not with anyone else. Catching my possessiveness, he licks his lips to hide his smile. It’s a poor attempt, but I don’t care right now. There are more important things on the table.
Er, bed.
“So this is a first,” I state the obvious. “For both of us.”
He tilts his head, looking at me with a new understanding. “Yeah, honey. It’s a first for both of us—and there’s no one else I want to experience these firsts with.”
I nod and walk closer to him. “Okay.”
