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She hesitated. “None of your business,” she said primly.
He studied her hot pink cheeks, her averted eyes. “I’ll take that as a yes,” he murmured. “Wow. That blows my mind, babe. I just can’t picture you going into a sex shop and buying a—”
“I did nothing of the kind,” she snapped. “It was a gag gift. From my girlfriends. We threw a renewed virginity party for me once. To celebrate a full year of celibacy.”
He winced, at the very concept. A year? Ouch.
“We got toasted on frozen daiquiris, ate erotic pastries and trashed all the men we’d ever known,” she said. “You were included, I’ll have you know. After my third daiquiri, I went on and on about you.”
“I’m honored to have been included,” he said gravely. “So, uh, does it vibrate?”
She shook with silent laughter. “Of course it vibrates. You dork.”
His eyes were wide with fascination. “Whoa. And did you use it?”
“Certainly I used it,” she said tartly. “I hadn’t had sex for ages.”
He tried to wrap his mind around that for a while, and ended up squeezing a restraining fist around his cock, doing some deep breathing and muscle control to keep from coming then and there. The idea of Liv playing with a vibrating sex toy made beads of sweat spring out on his forehead. He couldn’t stop himself from asking. “How do I measure up?”
“To the dildo?” She let out a crack of laughter. “Oh, please. It’s much smaller than you, don’t worry. Less problematic, too.”
“Less problematic?” He scowled. “What the hell does that mean?”
She snorted. “It means that when I’m done, I switch it off, wash it with soap and water and put it back in its box. It doesn’t follow me around, and manipulate me into endless marathon sex sessions.”
“Mmm.” He did the deep breathing trick again, tightening all the muscles in his groin, his fist squeezing his aching cock. “Princess? If we get through this, when things calm down…can we play with it?”
She was startled into another burst of laughter. “Why on earth? Like the one you’ve got on your body isn’t enough for me to deal with!”
“I want to watch you use it on yourself,” he confessed. “The very idea makes me practically explode all over the sheets.”
She grunted. “Oh, please. What doesn’t have that effect on you, Sean?”
“Aww. That’s not fair.” He flopped down onto the pillow. “I just go nuts at the idea of you pleasuring yourself. You’re so sexy.”
“Oh, stop. Don’t overdo it.”
He nuzzled her hair, lifting it up to see the bright red color of her cheeks. It was working. “Sweetheart?” he asked softly. “Do you want to touch yourself now?”
She let out a shuddering sigh, and shook her head.
“It doesn’t mean that you have to have sex with me,” he coaxed. “It doesn’t mean that I won and you lost. It’s just pleasure. I want you to have it. I love it when you’re pleased. I love it when you take a bite of chocolate, when you laugh, when you come. It makes me happy.”
She shifted under the covers, and he felt her yielding as he cuddled closer and draped his arm over her tense, trembling back.
“Do it. Put your hand between your legs,” he urged, his voice a velvety caress against her neck. “I can’t even see you. It’s all under the covers. All secret, all hidden. Just do it. Give that pleasure to yourself.”
It took her a long time to struggle towards her climax. He loved holding her, tuning in, feeling the tension as she strove for completion, but it was torture to feel that sexual energy vibrating through her beautiful body, and remain outside. Waiting patiently.
She finally got there. Pleasure jolted and shuddered through her body, and knifed right through his own, by reflex. It made him gasp.
Every time, he made the same mistake, made it worse, took it further. Every time he fucked her, his seductive bullshit backfired on him, pulling him deeper and deeper into a vortex he’d created himself.
He nuzzled her hair, parting it until his lips touched damp skin. Touched her with the tip of his tongue, tasting salt, sweet. Pretending to be the slick, confident seducer who had it all together. Not a desperate man who would fall into jagged, broken pieces if she turned him down.
“Liv,” he said. “Do you want me now?”
He couldn’t hide the need in his voice, even though it shamed him. All his stupid patter, and he was reduced to begging anyway.
