pleasure. A man didn’t want
to guess what was satisfying and what wasn’t, and I remembered how she fell
apart last night after I touched her ass. Later, she’d admitted she was a
virgin to anal play.
* * *
“What’s my surprise?” she asked, as I opened the car door for
her.
“There’s a couple of things I want to do today that I’m hoping
you will love,” I said, touching her beautiful, plump lips.
“You’re not sure?”
“I’ll know. You won’t be able to lie to me.”
“I’d never lie to you, Lucas.”
I believed her when she said it, but when it came to sexual
discovery, I was about to test her limits. If she expanded her limits for
herself, I would love her for it. But if it was only for me and she tried to
fake it, it would never work, I would know.
The first place on my surprise list was to find a bottle of Screagle .
I wanted us to be able to share it over the dinner I had planned.
I took her to the Wine Brokers private room. We tasted many
different wines, and she picked several she liked. I knew her discerning taste
for Cabernet would please my palette as well. What she didn’t know was that the
case we took home contained a special bottle of Screaming Eagle, and even
though it came with a premium price tag, Mia was worth it.
“If the wind is bothering you, I can put the top up?” I asked,
taking her hand to my lips.
“No way. The sun and wind feel wonderful on my skin…but you’d
feel much better.” She gave me a sultry look over her sunglasses.
Little did she know, she was playing right into my hands.
There was no getting around the meaning of our next stop.
Stores that sell erotica and sexual play apparatus have the most tasteless
store fronts, in my opinion. If I ever considered getting out of food and
beverage service, it might just be to revamp such novelty stores into something
more sleek and sophisticated.
When I opened the car door for her, she smiled brightly. My
sexual appetite appreciated the sign in her reaction. We entered the store, and
she didn’t even remotely appear embarrassed. I held her hand as we studied the
items, and I even laughed with her when she picked up a Clone-A-Willy kit.
“Would you let me do this?” she asked playfully.
“Do you need to?” I studied her.
“Only if you’re going to be away from me. Nothing but you works
for me, babe. I couldn’t even get my vibrator to work for me while we were
apart.”
Happy that she was sexually frustrated and didn’t turn to
anyone else, I knew we weren’t going to last apart. I had to figure things out.
I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her petite frame
close to me. “Get the kit. I want to see what it’s like,” I said against her
cheek.
She smiled widely.
We entered the section of the store specifically for anal
pleasure. She didn’t appear nervous or bat an eye at the inventory; rather, she
beamed with anticipation. We looked at items together and discussed how they
were used. She was open to trying new things.
“Did you see something you wanted?” I whispered in her ear.
Her eyes got big, and she bit her finger in a tease. I watched
as she slowly nodded her head and handed me purple jelly anal beads and a black
anal plug.
“You’re seriously into this, aren’t you?” It was my final test
question.
“You have no idea how much.”
Oh yes, I did.
Chapter Twenty
Mia
Lucas gave the staff the day off, and I was more than grateful,
but for purely selfish reasons. I didn’t want to share our last hours with
anyone. I wanted to feel free to express myself in any way that presented.
We prepared dinner together in tandem just as we had in my
apartment, but this time, Lucas seemed a bit preoccupied and was less
talkative. Rather than spoil our evening, I decided to let his mercurial mood
go without mention, in hopes it would pass.
He’d placed our wine in the fridge earlier in the day, while we
were swimming. Since his hands were covered
to guess what was satisfying and what wasn’t, and I remembered how she fell
apart last night after I touched her ass. Later, she’d admitted she was a
virgin to anal play.
* * *
“What’s my surprise?” she asked, as I opened the car door for
her.
“There’s a couple of things I want to do today that I’m hoping
you will love,” I said, touching her beautiful, plump lips.
“You’re not sure?”
“I’ll know. You won’t be able to lie to me.”
“I’d never lie to you, Lucas.”
I believed her when she said it, but when it came to sexual
discovery, I was about to test her limits. If she expanded her limits for
herself, I would love her for it. But if it was only for me and she tried to
fake it, it would never work, I would know.
The first place on my surprise list was to find a bottle of Screagle .
I wanted us to be able to share it over the dinner I had planned.
I took her to the Wine Brokers private room. We tasted many
different wines, and she picked several she liked. I knew her discerning taste
for Cabernet would please my palette as well. What she didn’t know was that the
case we took home contained a special bottle of Screaming Eagle, and even
though it came with a premium price tag, Mia was worth it.
“If the wind is bothering you, I can put the top up?” I asked,
taking her hand to my lips.
“No way. The sun and wind feel wonderful on my skin…but you’d
feel much better.” She gave me a sultry look over her sunglasses.
Little did she know, she was playing right into my hands.
There was no getting around the meaning of our next stop.
Stores that sell erotica and sexual play apparatus have the most tasteless
store fronts, in my opinion. If I ever considered getting out of food and
beverage service, it might just be to revamp such novelty stores into something
more sleek and sophisticated.
When I opened the car door for her, she smiled brightly. My
sexual appetite appreciated the sign in her reaction. We entered the store, and
she didn’t even remotely appear embarrassed. I held her hand as we studied the
items, and I even laughed with her when she picked up a Clone-A-Willy kit.
“Would you let me do this?” she asked playfully.
“Do you need to?” I studied her.
“Only if you’re going to be away from me. Nothing but you works
for me, babe. I couldn’t even get my vibrator to work for me while we were
apart.”
Happy that she was sexually frustrated and didn’t turn to
anyone else, I knew we weren’t going to last apart. I had to figure things out.
I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her petite frame
close to me. “Get the kit. I want to see what it’s like,” I said against her
cheek.
She smiled widely.
We entered the section of the store specifically for anal
pleasure. She didn’t appear nervous or bat an eye at the inventory; rather, she
beamed with anticipation. We looked at items together and discussed how they
were used. She was open to trying new things.
“Did you see something you wanted?” I whispered in her ear.
Her eyes got big, and she bit her finger in a tease. I watched
as she slowly nodded her head and handed me purple jelly anal beads and a black
anal plug.
“You’re seriously into this, aren’t you?” It was my final test
question.
“You have no idea how much.”
Oh yes, I did.
Chapter Twenty
Mia
Lucas gave the staff the day off, and I was more than grateful,
but for purely selfish reasons. I didn’t want to share our last hours with
anyone. I wanted to feel free to express myself in any way that presented.
We prepared dinner together in tandem just as we had in my
apartment, but this time, Lucas seemed a bit preoccupied and was less
talkative. Rather than spoil our evening, I decided to let his mercurial mood
go without mention, in hopes it would pass.
He’d placed our wine in the fridge earlier in the day, while we
were swimming. Since his hands were covered
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