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“Do we need this?” She handed him a pair of handcuffs.
Josh ignored the way his dick jumped at the blatant excitement in her tone. “Fifty bucks? For plastic? No way. I could snap those flimsy things in my sleep.”
Clara’s breath hitched. “You could?”
Josh nodded, imagining breaking free from the ridiculous contraption to crawl across her naked body.
“Good to know.” She carefully placed the merchandise back on the shelf. “I told you not to worry so much about the budget. We’ve got plenty of money in the account.”
“It’s not about the money.” Though he had spent almost an hour last night searching for deals on bulk condoms online. “I want everything to be perfect.”
He tossed a few satin blindfolds into the cart and bit the inside of his cheek. He’d give anything to know what Clara fantasized about. If any of these accessories featured in her dreams. If he did.
He’d lain in bed last night with his hand wrapped around his cock, imagining her touching herself under those ridiculous cotton panties, pretending she wanted him the way he wanted her. Desperate, all-consuming, so hungry for him she had to stifle her whimpers with the back of her hand. If his brain worked half as hard as his dick he might have something to show for it. Josh didn’t want to tell Clara that, in addition to blue balls, he had a major case of writer’s block.
The whole project depended on his ability to craft the next Kama Sutra, and he couldn’t shake the nerves threatening to eat his intestines. Once they finished this errand, he’d have nothing left to do but actually put pen to paper. A truly terrifying prospect.
“I’m scared.” The words fell out of him like a leaky faucet.
Clara lowered the box of butt plugs she’d been studying with a furrowed brow and looked around. “Of what?”
Josh took a deep breath. “Of blowing this chance. I’ve always just shown up and pointed my dick wherever someone told me to. Now, if I fail, there’s so much more on the line. When no one expected anything from me, I couldn’t let anyone down.” He pinched the bridge of his nose. Except for my family, but that is a different story.
“Hey.” Clara handed him a novelty mug that read Fuck the Pain Away. “I’ve got complete faith in you.”
He relaxed as he watched her attempting not to giggle. At least one person found this whole process entertaining.
/> She picked up a twelve-inch vibrator. “Can you imagine using something like this?”
Josh covered his teeth with his lips and raised an eyebrow.
“Right.” Color splashed across her cheeks and she carefully replaced the box on the shelf. “Of course you can.”
She pointed at the next item that caught her eye, a set of stainless-steel Ben Wa balls. “Are those like whiskey rocks?”
Josh felt like her sexual Sherpa. The trouble was, he’d much rather have given a practical demonstration. Don’t think about readying her sweet pussy with your hand. Don’t think about her breathy gasp as you slip the cool metal inside her hot, tight body. Don’t . . . He threw up mental walls.
Trying to break through to his hormone-hijacked brain, he picked up a set to the left of her selection and placed them carefully in the cart. “They go inside you, actually. To strengthen your pelvic floor. But you can also use them to practice edging.”
“What’s edging?” Her words dripped with curiosity.
He swallowed hard, trying to keep himself in line. “It’s when your body is kept primed to arousal but release is postponed . . . or withheld.”
When she spoke, her words came out huskier than normal. “Why did you pick that set?”
Josh leaned toward her until he could breathe in the scent of her perfume. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to collect himself. “They . . . uh . . . come with a remote.”
Somehow they’d moved until their noses were almost touching. With barely a tilt of his head, he could capture her lips. Each exaggerated rise and fall of her chest snapped another thread of his feeble control. He tore his eyes away from hers and scanned the shopping list clamped in his fist. “We’re done in this aisle.”
When Clara disappeared around the corner, he carefully adjusted his jeans.
A few minutes later, she paused in front of a row of packaging so long that Josh abandoned his search for cock rings to see what had captivated her attention. The items in question turned out to be a set of whips with Naomi posing on the packaging in a leather bustier and poisonous-looking red lipstick. He’d forgotten she had her own line.
“I didn’t realize Naomi had so much merchandise,” Clara said, tensing her shoulders. “Have you made any progress in your plans to reconcile with her?”
“I hadn’t thought about it in a while.” A bucket of ice water doused his arousal. “We’ve both been so busy.” He supposed at this point that was still his most likely future living situation. He kept forgetting that his current home came with an expiration date. That sooner or later Everett would return and kick him out.
“Have you heard from Everett lately?” She hadn’t mentioned anything, but that didn’t mean they weren’t calling and texting each other out of his earshot.
