Page 817 of Deep Pockets


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“Fuck.” He hugs me tight, his chest heaving against mine. “That was remarkable.” Realizing he might smother me, he pushes up on one elbow.

Smiling into his face, I rub my nose against his, channeling my inner guinea pig. “Merely remarkable?”

“Amazing. Mind-blowing.” He grins. “Better?”

“A good start.” I wriggle out from under him and jump to my feet. “Keep talking as you join me in the shower.”

Giggling, I run into the bathroom, and as he chases me, he peppers me with enough positive adjectives to fill a thesaurus.

Once inside, I set the shower water to a comfy temperature and get under the stream.

He looks me over hungrily, then steps in, taking up all the freaking space.

Before I can object, he begins to lather me sensuously.

Okay, I guess all is forgiven.

Once I’m squeaky clean, I return the favor, covering every one of his copious muscles with soap.

“You know,” I say as I lather his washboard abs. “If I wanted to be mean to my kid, I’d call her or him Six.”

He grins. “Six Pack. That is pretty wicked.”

When the shower is done, we wrap ourselves in towels and return to the living room.

“Your shirt is toast.” I kick the buttonless mess with a bare foot.

He shrugs. “I can wear the t-shirt.”

He’ll actually look casual for a change? The universe just might implode.

Seeing him with that towel turns me on again, and my newfound boldness shows no signs of abating.

“What should we do now?” I ask, glancing at the suitcase.

Did Dracula just stir under that towel?

Vlad smirks. “What did you have in mind?”

“There are toys we haven’t tested yet.” I fake innocence by batting my eyelashes at him. “I, for one, think that’s an oversight that needs fixing.”

He unwraps his towel to reveal Dracula ready for action.

Insatiable much?

I love it.

Giddily, I choose a toy to use on him—and bring him to another climax. Then he returns the favor many times over since there are more female-oriented toys.

Countless orgasms later, we run out of toys, and my stomach growls.

“How unladylike.” I spank my belly before wriggling into my underwear and jeans.

“We better feed the beast.” He takes out his phone. “What are you in the mood for?”

“Pizza?”

He nods approvingly. “One of the best places in the country is just a few blocks away.”

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