Page 72 of Eyes on Me


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“Oh my God, I could kiss you,” he says, bursting from his chair. Suddenly, he’s hoisting me off the chair and carrying me to the bedroom.

“We still have so much work to do!” I shout in a fit of giggles, but he’s not hearing a word of it.

* * *

When I open my PO box that afternoon, I find a discreet black package waiting for me. It’s rectangular and about the size of a box a cell phone might come in, but I already know before even opening it that that’s not what’s inside.

I got your gift, I text Drake in the car before heading for home.

Good,he replies instantly.Take it home and show it to me.

“Oh God,” I groan without responding. I don’t open the box until I get back to the house. Slipping into the basement when I get there, I close the door behind me and drop the black box on the coffee table and pull out my phone to message Drake.

Okay, I’m home.

Video on, he replies.

Propping my phone up on the stand, I take a deep breath as I hit the video call button. He answers right away, but he keeps his video off.

Through the chat, he says,I’m at work and can’t show my video right now, but I want to see you open it.

“Okay,” I reply, curling my hair behind my ear. “I’m nervous.”

Don’t be. I think you’re going to love it.

First, I tear the tape, keeping the box closed, and pull out a prettier box inside. This one has a black ribbon that I pull to open the lid. As I peel it open, my breath catches on the glass dome, shaped with a bright gem on one end and pointed at the other.

It’s a…

“Oh my God,” I stammer, closing the box. “Are you serious?”

Yes, he replies without hesitation.

“I can’t put this is in. Drake…I just started having sex and now you want me to do anal. I can’t.”

It’s just a plug, Kitten. It can’t hurt you.

Plus, I’m not asking you to do anal. I’m just showing you something else that will feel good.

“How do you know? Haveyoutried it?” I ask with sarcasm.

Can’t say that I have.

Now listen, he says.There’s lube in the box too. You need to use that.

“Oh my God.” I groan again. “Then what? Just wear it for fun?”

Put it in before you see him again. Surprise him with it.

“Because it’s hot?”

Yes. Very,he replies.

“I’m nervous,” I say hesitantly.

Don’t be. It’s just a toy. Have a little fun with it.

I am going to the club in a couple hours to meet Garrett and go over the plans with Emerson. But can I really wear this the whole time?

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