Chapter 10
Saylor
My heartbeat pounded in my ears as I took his hand and led him deeper into my room, through the lounge area to my bedroom and the walk-in closet in the corner.
When my bags had arrived, I’d been adamant that I unpack them myself.
I didn’t want to think about someone else going through and touching the stuff inside.
Not that I really knew what was inside. Stupid, I know, but Paige had packed it for me.
She gave me a whole lecture on discovering my body and my likes and dislikes now that I was single.
The whole rah-rah sexual awakening lecture wasn’t one I’d been in the mood for—I’d been too busy canceling the wedding.
I’d taken a tiny peek when I’d tossed my toiletries in the bag, but there could be a…
um, insert sex toy here I’d never heard of.
Because to be honest, I’ve owned one vibrator my entire life and never really used it.
It was too intimidating. And Trent hadn’t ever introduced toys in our bedroom. That would mean turning on the lights.
My hands were shaking as I approached the bag I’d flung into the corner. I’d been embarrassed by the contents. I almost hadn’t brought the thing, but Paige had taken me to the airport, so I couldn’t leave it behind.
All my earlier bravado was gone.
This was scary.
What would Mal think of me?
I tossed him a quick look, and he grinned back at me, bouncing on his toes.
Okay, so that wasn’t an out. He was giddy.
Meanwhile I was freaking out.
But I knew Mal was the guy to do this with. I felt safe with him. He’d been amazing so far.
I pointed out the bag to Mal, and he skipped over to it, grabbed the handles, and carried it back into the bedroom. He tossed it onto the bed and dug in with zero inhibition.
“Gorgeous.” Mal tossed a jeweled plug with a pink faux crystal on the end onto the bed. “Oh, this one’s good. I haven’t seen the pearled version before.” A rabbit with pearls under the body of the bunny and wrapped around the base joined the plug on the bedspread.
My eyes widened. Which end went inside?
“Ooh, nipple clamps. Have you ever tried these babies?” He held up a gold chain that had what looked like tiny jumper cable prongs at either end.
I shook my head mutely.
“We might need to work our way up to those.” Mal tossed them onto the bed. “Do you have a preference between cherry and coconut?” Two bottles of lube joined the collection of depravity on the bedspread.
“Either is good,” I replied faintly.
“I like this one.” A whack sound ripped through the room, then Mal tipped the end of a leather strap so I could see that Good Girl was carved into one side. “You wanna be my good girl, baby?”
I gestured helplessly. “Maybe?”
“I’ll put that in the next time pile too.” He emptied the bag. Two vibrators—one rabbit, one wand—a bejeweled butt plug, lube, nipple clamps, the strap, more beads—this time like a necklace, and a variety of batteries littered my bed.
“Oh wow.” I blinked in shock at the pile. “That…That’s a lot.”
“How about you pick one thing? What one thing looks interesting to you?”
My eyes danced from one item to the next. Honestly, they were all scary.
How could those clamps feel good? They looked crazy.
And I’d never tried any butt stuff.
I wanted to point at the simple vibrator, but I remembered the way Mal’s eyes had lit up when he’d pulled out the rabbit.
And wasn’t this about pushing myself?
“The rabbit.”
“Oooh! Good choice.” He quickly tossed the rest of the items back into the bag and set the bag on the floor. Leaving the rabbit in the center of the bed.
The bright purple plastic was loud on the white sheets.
“Oh! Batteries!” Mal sat on the edge of the bed while he dug back into the bag for batteries and efficiently loaded them into the toy. “Your friend really did think of everything. Remind me to send her flowers.”
I nodded mutely. I just knew my eyes were embarrassingly huge and scared.
Mostly because I was kinda scared.
This was so intimidating. Why did I ever think I could keep up with someone like Mal? He’d seen and done more than I could even imagine. Literally. I didn’t even know what some of those things in the bag were for.
And how sad was that?
No. I needed to stop talking myself out of this.
I could do this.
I wanted to do this.
I heard a click, followed by a whirr, and Mal’s giggle.
“Fuck yeah!” he hollered.
Oh god.
Mal looked up at me, and the grin fell off his face. “Okay. You looked freaked again. How about we forget the rabbit for now and just kiss?”
“No!” I all but shouted. Wincing, I continued at a normal decibel, “I mean, I want to do this. Play with you. I just…”
“You really don’t have a poker face, baby.” He wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his face in my boobs. His voice was muffled when he spoke again, “How about this? We’ll work our way up to the rabbit. Fool around a little first. Maybe even fuck first, then I’ll finish you with the toy.”
“But…what’s the point after? I mean, I thought it was about foreplay.”
“Just because we fuck, doesn’t mean we’ll finish at the same time. You ever heard of edging?”
I shook my head.
“Remember how last time you kept almost getting there again and again but never coming? And how, when you did, it felt like your body was going to explode?”
“You did that on purpose? I thought you just didn’t know how close I was.”
“Oh I knew. It was so fucking hot.” He nipped playfully at my top. “Sex doesn’t have to be wham bam straight to orgasm, ma’am, then roll over and fall asleep. It should be about having fun. Exploring. Letting go.”
The tone of his voice and that hungry look in his eyes had my whole body thrumming and swaying toward him. Almost like I was under a vampire’s thrall. He could ask for anything right now, and I’d probably do it for him. Anything.
“Come here, baby.” He nudged my hips, pulling me toward him. “Climb onto my lap.”
Heat flashed through my bloodstream when he called me baby. Why was that so hot?
I obeyed, climbing into his lap until both knees rested on the bed on either side of his hips. His arms supported my back, and I tried not to think about how my skirt was splayed, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. My blue lacy panties had to be the only thing he was seeing.
He rumbled his approval as he bunched my top up and quickly pushed my bra cup out of the way. His thumb rasped over my exposed nipple, making me shiver. “So fucking perfect, and you don’t even know.”
I caught my breath at the reverence in his tone. It was so different from his playful attitude that it caught me by surprise. This was supposed to be a fun thing. But maybe that was just Mal?
All thought fled my mind as he leaned forward and captured my nipple with his lips.
“Oh!” I gasped before I tangled my hands in his hair and just held on. He was so very good at this part. In seconds, I was unconsciously grinding against him. His cock hard under me. It felt like it was throbbing in beat with my pulse.
I tugged his lips from my breast and kissed him. I was just so amped up and hungry for more.
We tumbled onto the bed in a tangle of limbs and clothes.
Mal tugged my top off and my bra went sailing across the room a second later.
I pulled insistently at his shirt. I had to feel that masculine chest hair brushing against my aching breasts.
But Mal was busy kissing a path down my neck to my exposed breasts.
“These would look so pretty with those nipple clamps on them,” he murmured against my skin as his lips danced over my left breast. “First, I’d get them all hard and pulsing with need and then—” he nipped at the tip.
“Ah!” I shrieked as I felt the sharp tug of his teeth before he laved it with his tongue and more kisses.
“It’d keep you aching and so fucking aware of your body.
There’s nothing like that first bite of the clamp.
” He nipped at my other nipple, and I whined senselessly.
He chuckled. “Next time, baby girl. Next time I’ll get you so amped up with need that you’re begging for the clamps.
Teasing and edging you. It’ll feel so good and torturous at the same time.
Then we’ll talk about that pretty little plug.
I’d fucking love to take you from behind and see that diamond winking up at me, reminding me of the hole I still haven’t used.
Get you all slippery with lube, stretch you with the plug, and then fill you with my dick.
Press into your body and feel you gripping me back. Fuck.”
I whimpered at his words. They were so depraved and just…delicious. Damn, he could probably talk me into anything if he used that tone.
“I want you to lick it.”
I opened my eyes and found him holding the rabbit in front of me. The purple silicone glowed in the room’s light. I stuck out my tongue and flicked it against the rabbit. It didn’t really taste of much—plastic-y really.
“That’s it, baby. Lick it slow for me.”
My eyes locked with his and my heart caught at the gleam in his eyes. Suddenly it felt really important that he know how much I wanted this. How much I was into everything he was doing.
I slowly ran my tongue up the rabbit. Well, not the rabbit since that apparently was an appendage.
The base was shaped more like a penis but with the rabbit jutting out and a few strands of pearls just under the silicone about three inches down from the head.
And the head was where I really amped up my performance—flicking my tongue under the tip, mouthing over the tip, moaning as I took it into my mouth until the rabbit ears prodded my lips.
“Fuck yeah, baby girl. Can’t wait to feel those lips around my dick again, but for now…” He pulled the toy away from me then crawled down the bed until he was between my splayed legs.