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Oh…this.
After several moments, she noticed the music had ended, though she couldn’t recall when. Now, the only noises in the room were their alternating breaths, which had gone from ragged and harsh back to mellow and even. They were still joined and probably a mess, but wild and sticky was her favorite way to make love.
“So,” she twirled a damp strand around her middle finger, “I see you found my…devices.”
He raised his head. “And you have quite the selection.”
She’d been a woman trying to replicate a scenario that had lived only in her imagination until tonight.
“Aren’t guys supposed to be afraid of incorporating toys?” she asked. “Threat to their masculinity or something like that?”
“First of all, I’m not ‘guys,’” he said. “I’m your husband. The only thing I care about is my wife’s creamy pussy, so I’ll make you come anyhow I please and as hard as I want to.”
And he’d done exactly that.
Several times.
“By the way,” she slid her fingers over his scalp, and his eyelids fluttered, “the ones you put on my breasts weren’t meant for my breasts.”
“Then why’d you have two?”
“Just in case one has a dead battery, and I’m…desperate.”
He smiled. “Did you like them on your breasts?”
Heat swirled from somewhere inside her that she’d been sure, moments ago, had nothing left to give. “I loved them on my breasts, especially when they’re working with your tongue. You do amazing things with your tongue, Mr. Lattimore.”
His smile transformed, becoming sinister though in a non-threatening way. At least physically non-threatening.
“Joel, you can’t possibly…mmm.Never mind.”
“Eesh, with how pent up I’ve been and how long I’ve been dreaming about you? You weren’t the only one getting yourself off in the shower to thoughts of us.” He kissed her forehead, resuming his strokes. “In short, Mrs. Lattimore, prepare to get fucked all night.”
CHAPTER19
“Sir, I’m afraid I don’t understand.”
The store clerk looked at Giorgio and Mo, Aleksi asleep in a baby wrap against Mo’s chest with Theo’s hand in hers. Josiah read a book beside them. For the most part, they looked like an average, everyday family. At least, if they didn’t take Giorgio’s size, voice, or presence into consideration.
“You want somethingsharper?” the clerk asked.
“Bez.” Giorgio extended a pair of hedge-trimming shears. “Feel.”
She pressed the tip of each blade. “It didn’t even draw blood.”
“It can kill not even paper.”
The clerk swallowed and clasped his hands beneath his chin. “I’m sorry.Whatare you trying to do with them, now?”
“Not kill.” Giorgio handed over the shears. “Bez, how you say…maripi mo te rakau?”
“Knife for tree?” Mo thought for a moment and then shook her head. “Thank you for your help, sir. We don’t need a chainsaw.”
The clerk scurried off.
“Did you get thebarackets, Unco Gio?” Theo asked.
“Da, Little Theo. I get bracket. We can go. Nothing is here for me.”
