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“Trouser trout.”
“Ew!” Maria made a face at Angel, who just giggled.
“I know, sounds awful, doesn’t it?”
“Oh my god, just stop, penis is fine,” Hilary said, although she had tears in her eyes from laughing so hard at what she’d started. “Just stop!” she whispered urgently, between giggles. “People are actually looking at us now.”
Yeah, they were. But for the most part, they just shook their heads and looked away, writing it off to drunk girls at Happy Hour. Little did they know, everyone at the table was still completely sober. Lexie smiled into her glass as she took a sip. Man she loved these women.
“Seriously though, you’re good with him, right?” Leigh asked, breaking up the incessant giggles and side comments. “It’s not one of those things where you built up the fantasy and the reality sucks?”
The plug somehow seemed even more noticeable right now. Maybe because she was squirming a bit. Sighing, she felt herself slumping, just a bit. “Everything we’ve done has been amazing...”
“But?” Maria asked, a frown starting to form on her face. “I hear a ‘but.’”
“But we haven’t had sex.”
“What?!” Angel asked, looking shocked as she put down her drink, an expression echoed by nearly everyone else at the table. Hilary actually gasped, and even Olivia looked surprised. “Seriously? You’ve spent the last three nights together, fooling around, but no sex?”
“I mean, oral sex, but that doesn’t really count.”
“Okay, Bill Clinton,” teased Olivia, laughing.
“Oh, you know what I mean,” Lexie said, although she couldn’t help grinning. “It’s been... mind-blowingly hot, but he makes sure we both get off, sometimes multiple times, and then he tucks me into bed and we go to sleep. Which, I mean... it’s not bad, but it’s a little frustrating. Last night we went to Stronghold, because he likes to be there when it’s open, even if it’s just the swingers, and he had me sitting across from him at his desk the whole night, with my feet propped up on the desk and my legs spread. Seriously, he spent hours with my pussy on display, right in front of him, and when we got home, mind-blowing orgasms followed by no sex.”
“Wow... that’s some serious self-control,” Maria said, looking both impressed and a little bit like she was imagining something in her head. Considering her boyfriend’s fetish was orgasm control, it was no wonder she’d be a little interested in that.
“It’s seriously annoying is what it is,” Lexie muttered. Last night had been torturous. Although Patrick had let her read while she’d been sitting in his office, she’d barely been able to concentrate on her book. She sure as hell didn’t know how he’d gotten any work done. Every time she’d looked up, his eyes had been on her splayed pussy, which meant she’d stay wet and ready the entire time.
For a man who had wanted to jump right into a serious relationship, he didn’t seem to be at all interested into jumping into sex.
She hoped tonight would be different, because tomorrow they were going to her parents’ for dinner and she had a feeling it would be a libido killer. Not because they meant to be, but just because... well... parents. It was harder to debauch someone’s daughter right after sitting down for a meal with them, even if the daughter desperately wanted debauching.
“Have you tried seducing him?” Leigh asked.
Olivia stepped in before Lexie could answer. “I wouldn’t recommend that,” she said dryly, turning her attention to Leigh. “Unlike a lot of guys, most Doms wouldn’t appreciate that. Especially one who is as big a control freak as Patrick is.”
“Yeah, whenever I put on lingerie, I never know whether I’m going to get fucked silly or spanked,” Angel said, smiling happily at the memory.
“You still get fucked after the spanking though, don’t you?” Hilary asked her, looking a bit surprised.
“Well, yeah. Most of the time. But not always. Sometimes he gets all control-freaky and pissy about me trying to top from the bottom. I tried to explain to him that I’m just horny but...” Angel made a face and glanced at Maria. “He took a page out of Rick’s book. I couldn’t look at my Hitachi for weeks, he made me cum so many times.”
“Ouch.” Maria winced sympathetically, and Lexie got the impression that the other woman was pressing her thighs together underneath the table. She’d never used a Hitachi herself, but she’d seen a BDSM video where it was used and... yeah. That looked like some serious vibrations. It was all too easy to imagine how something that intense could go from pleasurable to painful after a couple of orgasms.
“Do you still put on lingerie sometimes and try to seduce him?” Hilary asked, her big, brown eyes wide with a kind of morbid curiosity.
“Hell yeah, I just don’t tell him it’s because I’m horny anymore.”
They all laughed, and then quieted it down to guilty giggles as their server arrived with their food. The conversation devolved, the way it always did, into more individualized conversations as everyone claimed their plates and the shared stuff all went into the middle. Even though Lexie had already finished most of her drink, she just asked their server for a water. She definitely wasn’t going to be giving Patrick any excuse to punish her right now!
Hilary updated them all on wedding plans while they ate, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Everyone else was just as excited, not to mention full of questions. Even Olivia was into it, with some surprisingly good suggestions about flowers when Hilary said her mother was letting the budget get out of hand with exotic blooms. She also warned them all not to go too overboard with the shower and bachelorette party.
“Aw, no Vegas?” Lexie complained, teasing. She’d never actually been, but she didn’t think she could afford to go either.
The bride-to-be shook her head emphatically. “Vegas is so not me at all.”
“So what do you want?” Leigh asked, curious. Out of all of them there, she and Hilary were the most similar in temperament, more low-key and not as out there as the rest of them.
