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I fall against the privacy screen and bite my fist. Every time I see her naked is like the first time. I think I whimper at the sight of neatly trimmed dark brown curls that I want to tickle my nose.
“You going to invite me in?” I ask when she continues to ignore me. Watching her hands rub soap over her skin has me so fucking hard.
She looks me over, her tongue wetting her lips. “If you promise to behave.”
“What do I get if I do behave?”
“I’ll peg you,” she says softly. “Tonight. If you think you’re ready.”
I bite my fist again and nod enthusiastically. We may have slowed down, but we’ve been working up to this, adding a bit of anal play into the bedroom. It’s hardly a surprise, but it still feels like Christmas.
Mina grabs the waistband of my sweatpants and pulls me into the shower. I pull her into a kiss that doesn’t end until we’re both gasping and I work my dick inside her and fuck her hard enough that after she asks how my head is.
My head is excellent.
For five years, I thought I loved Mina as fully as possible, but I was wrong because every day I love her more. There’s no limit on what I feel for her and it’s thrilling.
I’m ready for tonight. I don’t bother to dress after my second shower of the day. Just wrap the towel around my waist and head into my walk-in. I already know what I want. This is something I’ve been dreaming of for years, and I’m glad Mina’s into the idea of it.
The harness I picked for Mina is brand new, with thinner straps around the waist and hips, and a thicker strap in the crotch. She’ll get a good deal of friction right over her clit while she’s thrusting.
My ego might be big, but I don’t have delusions of grandeur over what I can take up the butt, especially after a five-year sabbatical. The dildo I grab is small and skinny, a lighter shade of purple, with a slightly bulbous head. Got to start somewhere. In general, I’m more of a giver than a taker, but if Mina enjoys this, we can work up to something bigger.
I lay them out on the bed, then go back for a big-ass thing of lube. Some more towels, too, because this is going to get messy and I want to take care of all the messy stuff so she doesn’t have to. I want tonight to be comfortable and stress-free for her. I want her to love this as much as I’m going to.
When she walks in, she doesn’t take one look at the harness and dildo and walk back out, or laugh at how small it is. She looks at everything laid out on my bed and walks up to me. Sliding her hands over my chest, over my shoulders, and around my neck, she pulls me to her for a kiss that takes my breath away and sets my world on fire.
“Are you going to yell at me if I throw you onto the bed?” I ask when she finally pulls back.
Her eyes turn stern. “Don’t.” She kisses me again to take the sting out of the fact that she doesn’t think I should.
“Then get on the bed.” I smile against her lips. I could throw her around all night, but I’m not going to argue.
She grabs me by the towel, taking me with her, her kisses pulling me harder than her grip. She sinks onto the mattress, scooting back. I follow on an invisible string.
One tug from Mina and my towel is undone. I toss it to the floor, pulling her leg up my hip as I press her into the bed and kiss her breathless.
I snatch the harness as I trail kisses down her body, lifting her hips and holding her pussy to my mouth while I go to town on her. Wearing Mina’s thighs like earmuffs is my favorite—feeling the strong muscles in her legs tighten and tremble drives me wild. When she’s impossibly wet and gasping and my dick has turned to fucking stone, I slip the harness on her, kissing her skin under every strap and taking my sweet time tightening the buckles, tasting her.
“Size does matter,” I say, and Mina laughs, watching as I slip the ring over the dildo, attaching it to the harness. The purple shaft disappears into my hand and I use it like a handle as I dive back between her legs to finish what I started, pushing straps out of the way. Her fingers wind through my hair, carefully avoiding the incisions, even though she has no chance of accidentally fingering my skull. It’s an unwelcome reminder that my life might be great, but there’s a hole in my heart that, unlike the ones in my head, might never close.
I put the job I miss out of my head and concentrate on the woman I love.
Mina comes with a soft whimper and I keep going until she taps me because I can’t get enough of her. I kiss my way up her body to her lips and for five minutes, or ten, or more, we make out. When I finally pull away, she’s smiling at me.
It’s like standing on the edge, ready to drop from a plane, knowing I’m in for a fucking awesome ride. My heart rate picks up in anticipation and I grin. I love her so much and I wish I could give her a quarter of the thrill I’m feeling. Actually…maybe I already do.
Chapter twenty-three
Mina
“Howareyoufeelingabout this?” Timothy asks, tugging at the dildo. I suck in a breath as the strap rubs against my clit.
Just because I don’t have casual sex doesn’t mean I’m a prude or my tastes run vanilla. I’ve done some stuff. Just notthis. But I’m curious and I like that I’m getting to experience this for the first time with Timothy. I like that he’s really into it.
“Excited,” I answer honestly, “but a little worried I’ll hurt you.”
He grins. “Lots of lube, start slow, and you’ll be great.”
