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“That was... awful and amazing at the same time,” she whispered, her voice sounding hoarse, like she couldn’t speak any louder than she was.
Patrick chuckled as he released her hands and rolled over to find the remote. She sighed with relief when he turned the toys off and pulled the panties down off her body. Laying with her legs spread, her pussy puffy from pleasure, nipples slowly softening, she was temptation incarnate. From the sneaky little glint in her eye, she knew it, even if she hadn’t done it entirely on purpose.
He couldn’t help but smile, mostly because she still wasn’t going to be getting what she wanted. Instead, he went to the bathroom, cleaned off the toys and panties, and returned with a damp cloth to wipe away the slick cream from her body. Although she looked exhausted, she still had enough energy to give him a little wriggle as he cleaned off her pussy.
Tutting at her, he gave the top of her mound a little smack. “Hold still when I’m cleaning you, Pixie.”
“You’re not going to fuck me tonight, are you?” she asked, in sleepy exasperation.
“No, I’m not.”
“Meanie-head.”
He supposed it was a step up from Master Mold. After putting the washcloth away, he returned to the bedroom and tucked them both in under the covers, smiling as Lexie immediately snuggled up to him. Little brat.
His little brat.
Stroking her hair, he wrapped himself around her, finally able to completely relax now that she was exactly where she was supposed to be. It took him less than a minute to fall asleep.
“Alright,” Angel said, pointing an imperious finger at her. “We are seated. We have drinks. We’ve ordered munchies. It’s time to spill!”
Lexie laughed. When they’d first sat down, it had been impossible for everyone to listen at once, so Olivia had told her to wait until they could all listen to say anything about what was going on with her and Patrick. Because they were all nosy bitches and no one wanted to miss anything. Angel hadn’t taken the edict very well, but no one had ever accused her of having an abundance of patience when it came to gossip.
They’d gathered for Happy Hour at Murphy’s Meals, Maria’s restaurant. Well, not hers, but the one she worked at as a daytime manager. It had become the go-to place for Happy Hour whenever they could, in part because Maria got a discount on the food that was even better than the Happy Hour prices. Not to mention, the bartenders poured very generous drinks.
Shifting in her seat - not entirely comfortably because, to her dismay, Patrick had counted this as a girls’ night out - Lexie took a sip of her drink as she tried to decide where to start. The plug in her ass was highly distracting, but in all fairness, it definitely made it impossible for her to not have Patrick on her mind. Not all of her thoughts were nice though. She was caught somewhere between annoyance and horniness. The plug was smaller with a flat rubber base, which was much better than the glass one he’d gotten her, but any movement and she still felt it. Plus, the smaller size was actually working against her, she had to constantly squeeze her muscles to make sure it wasn’t falling out. No wonder the jerk had smiled when he’d handed it to her this morning.
“Well... he slept over at my place on Sunday night, and I’ve spent the last two nights at his house,” she said finally, to the group of expectant faces. Angel and Olivia were sitting across from her, while Hilary and Jessica were on her left and Maria and Leigh were on her right.
Jessica rolled her eyes at the lack of any detailed information. “And?! What’s he like?” Her voice lowered as she leaned forward, holding her hands out in front of her, about a foot apart. “Is he huge?”
“Nosy!” Hilary elbowed the inquisitive brunette in her side, laughing. “Seriously, you’ve got two men’s dicks to keep you satisfied and you still want to know about Patrick’s?”
“What? He’s the only one who never parades it around Stronghold - well, him and Jared, but I doubt Lexie can tell me about Jared’s. You can’t tell me you’re not the least bit curious,” Jessica said indignantly, while Maria snickered. Olivia looked like she was trying to decide if she should step in or not, but the amusement on her face made it probable she wasn’t going to try to rein Jessica in. At least, not at the moment. Jessica turned back to Lexie. “I’ll tell you about Justin’s and Chris’ if you want.”
“That’s the most round about ‘I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours’ I’ve ever heard,” said Leigh, cracking up. “You guys are awful.”
“Hey, don’t group the rest of us in with her,” Maria said indignantly. “I don’t care what Patrick’s penis looks like.”
Hilary moaned, covering her face with her hands. “Oh my god, Maria, just shout out the word penis, it’s fine.”
“No one’s listening to us,” Lexie reassured her. She glanced around, just to make sure, but everyone else was involved in their own conversations. Thank god.
“Is he scary big?” asked Angel, ignoring Hilary’s distress. Although, like Jessica, she at least leaned in and lowered her voice a bit to ask. “One of my exes had a scary big one, it was actually a little too big. It kind of hurt in certain positions.”
Sighing, Lexie looked across the table at Olivia. “What, no inappropriate questions from you?”
The redhead gave her a wicked grin. “I have no interest in Patrick’s penis, but thanks.”
Lexie stuck out her tongue at her as Hilary groaned again. “Seriously guys, can we use a different word if we’re going to talk about genitalia in the middle of a restaurant?”
“Cock?” suggested Angel, wickedly.
“NO!”
“Rod.”
“Schlong.”
