He was getting hard.
Again.
He gave the truck more gas to make a yellow light. This wasn’t normal. He was reverting to the horny teenager he was before sex became enmeshed with other things, making it impossible to get off without a scene. Hell, he usually never even got hard unless he had some sort of binding device in his hands and a woman kneeling before him, eager to receive it.
And yet, with her, all he wanted was to strip her naked, hold her in his arms, and take her in slow strokes with those long legs of hers wrapped around his waist. Watching her every expression as he filled her.
It would be all he would need.
Or would it?
What would she say if she found out what he liked? What hewas?
Nick frowned. He couldn’t see Jannie as a sub.
Not in a million years.
Spotting the Walgreens up ahead, he eased off the accelerator and pulled into the parking lot. As he shut off the engine and started to unbuckle his seat belt, his watch vibrated.
He stared at the photo of what she wanted him to buy, and the realityof his situation struck him.
Nick started to laugh.
He really was going to purchase tampons.
In uniform.
CHAPTER 15
Nick
To his relief, Nick was able to return sooner than he expected, thanks to pushing the speed limit and lighter-than-normal traffic. He swung open the front door and kicked off his shoes, trying to move quietly in case Jannie was asleep.
Rolf’s thumping tail gave him away, and she turned her head. “Hey.”
“Hey,” he said softly. “Are you OK?”
Her smile looked more like a grimace. “Depends on your definition ofOK. The Advil did help a little.”
He sat on the bed, careful not to jostle her, and ran a soothing hand along her arm. “I brought your stuff.” The paper bag rustled as he placed it on the floor.
She eyed it. “That’s a huge bag for just a box of tampons.”
“I got three.”
“Three?”
“Yeah. Super, regular, and junior.”
Her lips twitched. “Are you serious?”
“You didn’t tell me which absorbency, so I looked it up. According to Dr. Google, you need to use the right one.” He picked up the bag. “I also got …”
He held up three large chocolate bars.
“Let me guess. Milk, dark, and—” She studied the yellow label. “What is that?”
He couldn’t stifle a sheepish grin. “That one’s my favorite.”
