Page 55 of Freeze Frame

In the drawer, was lube, yes, but also a selection of what looked like brand new, just out of the package sex toys. A variety of cocks in a variety of colors, shapes, and sizes.

“I wanted… maybe I overstepped, but I wanted you to be able to have the kind of sex you wanted without having to always remember to bring your supplies back and forth.”

Even if I was offered a billion dollars not to smile, I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself. “You bought me some dicks?”

David shook so hard he fumbled my phone, but caught it before it hit the floor.

“Is that okay?” he asked. “I meant to discuss it with you, but it kind of just slipped my mind.”

I arched an eyebrow at that. “You forgot you bought a drawer of dicks?”

The sigh David let out deflated him. “I did it and then I second-guessed myself and didn’t know if it was okay that I did it. I just wanted you to know that you didn’t always have to plan ahead.”

“I think that’s the most perverted but sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me.” Putting him out of his misery, I crossed the room and wound my arms around his neck, pressing my naked body against his still fully dressed one.

When I kissed him this time, I let him have all of me. I let him in and kissed him with everything I had. My tongue speared into his mouth and danced with his. I not-so-subtly positioned my body so I could grind on his leg and enjoy the rasp of denim against my skin.

I kissed him until my head swam from the lack of oxygen and between my legs was damp and hot and desperate. And then I pulled away and went back to the drawer.

“Pick one,” I told him, glancing back over my shoulder in time to see him readjust his package, but it stayed confined, trapped in his pants.

“The… red one.”

“Excellent choice.”

The red one was a middle-of-the-road size with a nice curve and a set of balls with a suction cup base. I tossed it on the bed and then climbed on, lube in hand. I arranged the pillows at the headboard to prop me up into a more upright position.

“Don’t forget to press record,” I said. I knelt somewhere around the middle of the bed and looked at him. David raked a hand through his hair. His attention was on the phone, and then he looked at me with a fierce kind of hunger that I felt tugging at me, like it was a thread connecting us.

I spread my legs wider and let my hands drift over my body, skimming down my torso. They slid across my stomach, grazing my navel before dipping lower. Lowering myself down so I was sitting on my heels, I leaned back, propping myself up with one hand. The other skated over my cock before going lower. I teased my hole with a finger, pleased to feel the slick proof of arousal there.

And David?

David looked like he’d eat me alive if I gave him the chance.

“You’re so fucking hot.” His voice was thick with what sounded like disbelief, like he couldn’t believe I was there with him. There for him.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked, bringing my hand back up my body, my fingers dragging the scent of me across my skin.

He met my gaze and nothing could have prepared me for what he said.

“Just be you. Show me what you like. Show me how to please you.”

Holy fuck.

How was he so perfect? So delightfully dirty and thoughtful all at once. And how was he mine?

TWENTY-SEVEN

DAVID

There wasno way this video was going to be watchable later with the way my hands shook. Josh was on the bed, my bed in my house, and he was looking at me like I was his next meal. Like all of this was the appetizer.

Buying the sex toys had been a late-night whim, and they might have backfired on me. Josh might have thought it intrusive to do such a thing, but I’d wanted him to have the option to have the kind of sex he wanted without having to remember or plan. I wanted to give him that spontaneity.

Josh knelt on the bed and then sat on his heels. He leaned back, propping himself up with one arm as he touched himself with his free hand. He tipped his head back, and it elongated the lines of his body. If I were able to get closer, I’d have kissed and licked the column of his throat. The little hollows above his collarbones were another temptation.

His hand danced lower, then dipped between his legs. He toyed with his cock, just a tease, just enough to make my dick leak. I wanted to reach down and adjust my cock, because it wastrapped at a not so great angle in my pants, but I wanted to keep the phone as steady as possible so my poor dick was left to throb and ache.