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Ultra Ribbed for Her Pleasure.
I’m mesmerized when a shadow crosses over me. I look up and there’s Lachlan, holding the box he took from the rack, staring at me. “Oh, there you are.”
“Um…I was further down the aisle. You didn’t see me.”
“I didn’t?” His scarred cheek ticks up, like he can’t believe he missed me standing there.
“Okay. Confession,” I whisper, feeling busted. “I hid. I wanted to give you privacy.”
“I see.” He fists the box in his hand. “I grabbed this, but I came here to put it back.”
Mixed emotions flood me. He changed his mind about sleeping with someone else. “Oh.”
He smirks and says gruffly, “The guy at the register told me they have the bigger box count now.” Stroking my hair, he says, “I don’t have any at the house. I don’t sleep with women there.”
His seductive promise tightens my throat. “Ever?”
“Never.”
I let go of a breath. “You mean you bought those for me? For us?”
His jaw tightens when I sayus. “Of course, they’re for you.Us.” Leaning down at me, he adds, “I have no intention of being unfaithful to my wife.”
“Me neither. I mean, to my husband,” I say, getting choked up. “I would never…”
“I believe you.” He reaches around me, his scruffy cheek brushing against mine. “I think.” He whisks the lubricant away from me.
My body sears hot. “I saw and felt how big you are. I thought maybe I’d need a little help.”
“I’ll buy that if you want.” He strokes the outer rim of my sore lip, his touch miraculously making me feel better. “If it will make fucking me easier for you.”
“I don’t know. I’ve never done it before.”
“I know, little wife.” He stares down at me. “I’m dying a little more each time we touch, thinking of how bad I want to push inside your tight cunt andreallymake you mine.”
His shockingly graphic confession makes my center throb. “Will you go easy on me?”
“I’m not sure I can.” He grins deliciously, holding a mega pack of condoms. “It’s been a really long time for me.”
That’s how he didn’t realize his favorite condoms now come in a jumbo pack.
We walk in silence to Lachlan’s car, his arm draped across the small of my back. Him saying he’s not sure he can be gentle with me because he hasn’t been with a woman in a long time weighs heavily on mind. But also has my body buzzing with need. Preoccupied, I almost miss the large banner on the plate-glass window to my old dance studio.
CLOSED
Stopping short, I press my hands against the glass. “Oh, no.”
“What?” Lachlan comes up behind me.
Our reflection takes up almost the whole window. My tiny body superimposed with his looks romantic. “This is where I took dance lessons. Miss Theresa taught me ever since I moved here.” I crane my neck up. “Why is it closed?”
Lachlan shrugs. “I don’t know.”
“I don’t understand. It was open a month ago. I stopped by to tell Miss Theresa about my audition for the London conservatory. She made a video recommendation for me.” My breathing goes shallow. “She didn’t die, did she?”
“I don’t know, little wife.” He pets my head, then gets on his phone.
“What are you doing?”
