“Double double and fries, animal style.”
He orders and turns to look at me like he’s starving andI’mthe meal. “Animal style? That’s how Iwant you, Baby, what the fuck are you doing to me?”
I am so keyed up that when Jett and Iget to the nail salon, Ilet him think he’s choosing what I’m getting done, a stiletto shape with glossy black polish to match his. But when he sees Ihad my artist addJett’s Girl,written in glittering white,one letter for each nail plus a heart, I’m rewarded with that huge grin plus getting picked up and spun around the salon.
“Phones, Jett!” Iwhisper, seeing three teenage girls getting pedicures, readying to record us. He hands cash to the salon owner, and Iexpect him to grab my hand and run outside, but instead, he runs up to the girls. He holds out my nails so their cameras get a good look. “What is TikTok going to think ‘bout that?” He sticks out his tongue and gives them a rock ‘n roll sign as the girls squeal, and he pulls me out the door. We put on our glasses quickly as he leads me into the sex shop.
He grabs a shopping basket and acts like nothing has happened, like no one could possibly follow us here. Then Isee the cashier turn the open sign off, and laugh when she locks the door.How did he do that?
He picks up a comically large, purple dildo with so much nonchalance that Isnort. “You need one of these, darling?”
“Last week Idid, now Ihave Keane,” Isay dreamily.
“Starting to think you like him more than me.”
I grin. “Thank God you’re a package deal.”
He picks up a bottle of lube. “How do you feel about piña colada, Baby?”
My body vibrates remembering the taste of that cocktail lingering on his lips the first time he kissed me. “I’ll never say no to a piña colada, now … ooh! This one says hot tub safe, Jacuzzi approved! We should sneak down there tonight after everyone’s asleep.”
“Better buy ten, one bottle for every spanking you got this morning.”
I slap his cute little butt and whisper, “Stop, you’re gonna make me moan in the store!”
“Hey, nothing they haven’t heard here before, babydoll. Oh, here we go.”
I squeak and clutch it to my chest. “Oh my gosh, it’s so cute!” Jett’s jaw drops, and Iswear Isee a bead of sweat on his brow. “Are you picturing me wearing this tonight?”
He simply gapes like he may melt into the tile floor at any second. Itisa gag, but there’s no ugly red ball like I’ve seen before. It’s like a pink leather collar that you wear a little higher up, on your jaw, with a pretty pink silicone heart to bite on. Ithrow it in the basket along with a similar one where you bite on a little pink silicone doggy bone. Ithrow a bejewelled pink leather actual collar in, and a metal heart collar with a chain for yanking on. Jett seriously looks like he may fall over.
“Jett? I’m not used to you being so quiet. What else do you have in your hand,baby?”Jett uses his free hand to grasp the nearest counter, steadying himself. He hands the box to me and says nothing. “Ohfuck,that is so hot! Dothey make this in pink, too?” He sets it down and hands me the same thing in pink. “Is it hard … to set up?”
“It’s hard, all right,” he chokes out, adjusting his pants. “Not to set up, but … to get out of, yeah.”
“Well, Ilike a challenge. Why else would Ibe dating you?” Igiggle, and he looks like he’s in pain, and Igiggle again. “You just put the cross straps under the mattress and then—”
“The four soft restraints are there whenever you need them, strong Velcro … fuck, Baby, picturing you in thesethings,oh mygod,how am Igoing to wait until this whole party ends and everyone goes to bed?”
I toss the pink under-the-bed restraint system into the basket. “Remember edging me, teasing me, all day yesterday? I’m just returning the favor.” Iwalk over to the lingerie, and Ithink Jett will either pass out or come in his pants. “Now what’s in your hand?”
He opens his hand slowly like a blooming lotus flower, only much dirtier. My eyes shoot open wide, and he studies my reaction. “Have you ever worn one of these?”
He hands it to me, and I’m not surewhatto say, but Jett appears to be close to passing away if Idon’t say something. Ishake my head and take it in my hand. “Oh god, how cute would this look?” Ilower my voice, “In my perfect little ass that belongs to only you?”
His eyes cross, and he has to shake his whole head to snap out of it. Ihave never had anything in my ass before, and quickly come to the realization that Jett is the only boy on earth that isn’t so scared to death of my dad that he’ll actually give me a chance to try things. To see whatIlike.Ilike a hand on my throat, discovered that this week, so Ihave a feeling I’m going to like a – perfectly sculpted by God – dick where I’ve never had one before, let’s be real.
I toss the sparkling gem-shaped plug in the basket like it’s no big deal, and then point to the lingerie. Iwhisper, “Pick for me, please, sir?”
He slaps his palms on a table covered with crotchless panties, trying to catch his breath. He mumbles something about eight years of me wearing this stuffonly in his dreamsand wow, Iamtrulyenjoying this. Wrecking him like this. Finally, he looks up, bites down on a knuckle as he takes in all theoptions, then stands and starts grabbing. He hastily throws in corsets, a pink vinyl mini dress (and of course, the same one in black), lace garter sets, and leather harnesses until the basket’s overflowing and he’s panting.
I dangle a pair of the crotchless panties in front of him and drop them on the top of the heap. He picks it up with both hands and walks it to the counter, where he gives the girl a look so pitiful it makes me snort.
“Is the owner nearby? Itmight make more sense for me to just buy the whole shop.”
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We pull up to my house, and Ihop out like I’m the Energizer bunny, placing my hand on the handle of the huge shopping bag.
