18. Dempsey
18
Dempsey
T ell me why I agreed to this? S’morgasm is a favorite coffee shop among the group. Everyone enjoys coming here. I know this is a philanthropy for Annie, and they stock the ingredients to make Nicole’s pumpkin spice lattes even in the middle of summer at Annie’s request.
While the food and coffee here are top-notch, it’s the blue door that Katy keeps glancing at that’s the true reason all the girls love this place. Behind the unassuming blue door is a private sex toy shop. I don’t think Katy has ever been back there before. At least not with me, but she obviously knows what it contains. I wouldn’t be surprised if Blake has taken her back there, as it’s her favorite place. I’ve heard rumors that Annie’s card is on file, and Blake can purchase anything she wants at anytime.
The coffee shop keeps both businesses very separate, and if you don’t know what’s back there, you’d be clueless. I only know because Justin warned me the girls might want to visit when I’m here with them. None have so far. Going through that door would be as new to me as it will be for Katy.
Despite my maybe, I know it’s what she wants, and I’ll go with her as long as G. I. Patrick agrees to watch Owen, which he will because it’s his job. It’s also the reason we parked in the back and walked to the front. The toy shop only allows you to exit from the back of the store.
“Are you ready? Do you have your I.D. on you?”
“Why do I need—Oh. My I.D. Of course.” Katy’s face lights up with excitement as she digs through her purse. In order to gain entrance to the back, you have to show your ID to the baristas, who allow you access through the blue door. It’s a fantastic system.
“Patrick, are you all good with this little guy?” He grunts as I hand him a sticky toddler who instantly grabs for Patrick’s cheeks.
“No hair.” Owen’s forehead scrunches, and he reaches back out to me. I lean in, knowing what he wants, and he tugs at my beard. “Hair.”
I shrug at Patrick. “He knows what he likes. We’ll meet you out back. I don’t know a time frame, but I’ll keep you updated via text.”
As a man of little words, he grunts again. I hand him the diaper bag and pull out the wipes, waving him away. I join Katy in line to show our I.D.s, and soon, we’re entering the blue door to the sex toy shop.
I’ve never been back here before. It’s much larger than I expected and well organized. Katy’s head rotates around the room, and I wonder how much of this is new to her. I know she’s an avid romance reader, and I’ve glanced over her shoulder a time or two to know the things she’s reading aren’t vanilla.
“Where should we start?”
We . Interesting. It’s probably just a slip of the tongue because she knows I’m going wherever she goes, but I can think Katy means “we” as in us.
“Wherever your heart desires. And don’t look at the price tags. I’m taking care of this trip.”
“What? No.” She spins on her heels and plants her hands on her hips. “You can not pay for me. I have no idea what I want to buy, and everything here is… personal .”
I allow my eyes to roam over her body and don’t stop the hunger from shining through.
“Is that supposed to be a deterrent? Would it make you feel better if you pretended it was nighttime outside?”
A beautiful blush creeps up her neck and turns her cheeks rosy. I hum my approval as I glide my thumb across the blush on her face. “I’ll let you pick anything your little heart desires and you can use it on me, Pepper.”
Katy’s eyes scan my face. She’s imagining something more devious than I think I’m giving her credit for.
“Anything?”
“I’m going to regret this, aren’t I?”
“ Any thing?”
Fuck, she already knows I’ll give her anything and everything.
I sigh, giving in to her. “Yes, anything. Always, Pepper.”
She hops several times and claps her hands. It’s adorable to see her skirt fluff around her. Katy practically skips off into the store, and I dutifully follow.
“Really?” I feel like we’ve roamed the entire store three times, and she keeps coming back to this section. “This is your choice?”
Katy’s smile is mischievous as she stands in front of the display of strap-on harnesses and dildos.
“You said anything.” She’s acting sweet and innocent, but her dirty mind is anything but.
“I thought you’d pick handcuffs or blindfolds, not straight to pegging.”
“Wait, are those options too?” Her eyes widen with excitement and I regret giving her more ideas.
I drop my forehead to my hand and groan. “Of course they are.” I’ve created a monster. I walk over to the counter and pick up a hand basket. I extend it to Katy with a huff. “It sounds like we are going to need this.”
Her responding giggle is all I need to feel better about whatever activities this goddess has in mind for me. I trust her, and she trusts me. Even if it’s only under the light of the moon.
Two hours. That’s how long we stayed in the store and left with three bags of toys and accessories. Patrick wasn’t too happy when we finally emerged from our not-so-little shopping trip, but I didn’t care how he felt when I could feel the anticipation vibrating from Katy.
“Pepper, you know some of the things we bought need build-up and training, right.” I’m honestly afraid that she thinks I can take something up my ass without prep work.
“What? You mean you can’t just take it like a man. I do?”
“Um, Pepper. My ass is a virgin, and this isn’t a conversation we should be having in front of Owen.” I glance in the rearview at Owen, who’s happily eating his snack and utterly oblivious to what’s happening up front.
I turn up the music and lower my voice. “You know I’m more than happy to explore with you, but you can’t just ram things up there all willy-nilly.”
Katy bursts into hysterical laughter, and without knowing why, I join her.
“I’m not naive, Viking. Nor do I plan on doing anything willy-nilly . I can’t believe you used that term. Right now, all I can imagine is me kneeling behind you, swirling my hips with a dildo spinning between my legs like a helicopter.”
“Holy fuck, Katy.” The image she just painted in my mind has my cock swelling, and it’s not an appropriate time for that to be happening. I also shouldn’t be so turned on by the thought. I’m already nervous knowing that she has the tools to do things to me that I’ve never even dreamed of experiencing, and now she wants me to do them just from a simple visual image.
Katy’s hand slides across my thigh, and I stop whatever she thinks she’s trying to do.
“The sun is out. It’s not your time, Pepper.”
Her bottom lip pops out, and fuck, do I want to kiss the shit out of it.
“It’s not going to work. Stop trying to be a brat during the day.”
Katy slides down the seat and grabs handfuls of her skirt. Inch by fucking inch, she pulls it up until her knees are exposed, but she doesn’t stop there. She continues to expose her creamy thighs, and I glance in the rearview again. First, at Owen, who has dozed off, and then at Patrick, who’s following behind us.
“What are you doing, woman?”
“Being a brat.” Her hands disappear under her skirt, and lacy purple panties appear, sliding down her legs.
I shift in my seat, attempting to make room where there is none for my cock.
“I’m just being what you accused me of—a brat . Do you want to watch or participate?”
“What are you talking about?” What is she talking about? Is she asking me…
“Viking, don’t be coy. You’re a big boy and know exactly what I’m asking.”
Katy’s hand disappears again under her skirt, but I know there’s nothing under there this time.
“Suit yourself.” She closes her eyes and releases a low sigh.
“Stop.”
One eye pops open, but she doesn’t stop the movement between her legs.
“What if I don’t want to?”
“Pepper, I said stop. I make the rules during the day and you better be a good girl and follow them.”
She smiles, and I don’t know if it’s because I used the words “good girl” or because she realizes she’s getting to me. Either way, I need to take control of this situation before she thinks it’s okay to be a complete brat.
I have to admit I like the contrast in our relationship from day to night. I initially meant that during the day, she wouldn’t question my choices as her bodyguard, but it appears the lines are blurring, and I’m not fucking complaining one bit.
“So, have you decided to participate?”
“No one touches your pussy without my permission. She’s mine.”
Reaching over, I trail my hand up her neck and rub her earlobe where my diamond earrings still sparkle my ownership. She smirks, letting me know she wore them on purpose last night.
“Then do something about it, Viking. She’s ready to purr for you?” Katy sucks in her bottom lip, and her chest heaves. She huffs a few times before she covers her mouth, trying to dampen her laughter. “That was…eww. Can we pretend I didn’t say that? I think I just grossed myself out.”
I glance one more time in the rearview to check that Owen is still asleep before my hand slips up her skirt, and her laughter turns into a gasp. Katy is already slick with her arousal. This is more than a few swipes from her fingers.
“How long have you been this wet, Pepper? Were you imagining all the naughty things we would be doing? Did that soak this pussy for me?”
Katy’s head rests on the back of her seat, her bottom lip tucked firmly between her teeth.
“Answer me, Pepper.”
“Yes.”
It’s more of a whisper than a word, but I understand it. I want to make this good for her, but we aren’t far from home, and I don’t want to have to explain an unnecessary detour to Patrick.
Pushing in one finger, she accepts me easily, and after a few pumps, I add another. Katy lifts her left leg onto the center console and angles her hips in my direction, giving me easier access. It’s still awkward for my arm, but I’m making do.
“I need you to come for me, beautiful. We don’t have much time. Wanna help me out?”
Katy’s hand joins me, and she plays with her clit while I massage her inner walls. She’s getting close. If her breathing wasn’t already giving her away, the small thrusts of her hips are.
“That’s it, Pepper. Take what you need.” Her finger quickens, and she’s riding mine as best she can within her seat belted lap. Katy’s hand rises and covers her mouth as her inner walls clamp down on my fingers, and she comes. Her breaths are long and controlled, and I can tell she’s holding in as much noise as she can. The adorable little squeaks sneaking through make my cock twitch, and I’m going to have to do something about it as soon as we get home. This isn’t the type of erection that goes down on its own.
“Good girl.” Katy melts at the praise as her body relaxes from her release.
Removing my fingers, I bring them to my mouth and suck them clean.
“That shouldn’t be so fucking hot.”
Katy’s words sound sleepy, and I wouldn’t blame her if she needed to take a nap when we get home.
“Everything about you is hot, Pepper, especially your taste.” I grab the hand she had under her skirt and lick them clean as well. “You’re my favorite flavor.”