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I sit up, then scooch backward until I’m propped up against the head of the bed, my pillow scrunched behind my back. I drag the sheet up to cover my naked breasts.
Kage sits on the edge of the mattress and drags the sheet back down so my breasts are exposed again. He sets the plate on his lap. Then he picks up a piece of crispy bacon.
“Open,” he commands, holding the bacon near my lips.
Though I feel slightly ridiculous being fed like an infant, I oblige. I quickly forget about feeling silly, however, because it’s delicious. The bacon tastes so good, I moan a little as I chew.
The man can cook. Go figure.
He watches me with hawklike focus until I swallow. Then he makes a satisfied noise and picks up the fork resting on the side of the plate. He shovels up a pile of scrambled eggs.
“Whoa. How big do you think my mouth is? That bite’s enough for like four people.”
An indulgent smile curves his lips. “Every time you give me sass, you earn another spanking.”
We stare at each other. Neither of us blinks. But he’s better at this game, and I’m starving, so he wins the challenge.
I obediently open my mouth and let him slide the fork in.
Watching my mouth, he says hotly, “Those beautiful f*****g lips. I can’t wait until you’re on your knees with those lips around my c**k, choking on it.”
I nearly spit the eggs out through my nose, but manage to control myself. I swallow, then laugh. “How romantic! You should write sonnets.”
“Eat.”
He feeds me more eggs. Gives me another piece of bacon, then a slice of buttered toast. Watches me chew and swallow like it’s the most fascinating thing he’s ever seen.
When the plate is empty, he sets it on the nightstand next to the bed. Then he turns back to me and says in a conversational tone, “Exactly how many vibrators do you own?”
My eyes fly open wide.
“I’m only asking because this drawer here seems to be filled to overflowing. That hot-pink one might be my favorite.” He points at the nightstand where he just set the plate.
The drawer beneath it is cracked open a few inches, which is plenty wide enough to see the treasure trove of s*x toys inside.
The hot-pink vibrator in question is actually a dildo. Quite a large specimen, too, with lifelike veins and a shaft both long and thick, terminating in a bulbous head that could frighten virgins into staying chaste for life.
Oh my god.
I make a meep of horror, which makes Kage chuckle.
“Your dirty little secret’s out, baby. And to think, you told me you were conservative in bed.”
He slides the drawer open wider, pulls out the giant pink dildo, holds it up, and wags it back and forth, smirking. “This is hardly conservative. You could puncture a lung with this monster.”
I try to grab it, but he holds it up over his head. His arm is too long for me to snatch away the horrifying evidence.
So—mortified, glowing with shame—I collapse onto my side on the bed and pull the sheets over my face, whimpering.
He proceeds to conduct a forensic examination of my s*x toy drawer.
“Oh, look. What an enormous bottle of lube. Here we have the classic rabbit vibrator, of course, along with a glass glow-in-the-dark dildo. Very artistic. You might want to consider investing in a flashlight, but I suppose this would be much more fun to use as a light source if the power goes out.
“And what’s this interesting thing? It’s lavender. Soft plastic. Round like a jelly jar, except the top has a small opening…wait. Here’s the On switch.”
An electronic buzz fills the room. It’s followed by the low, deep rumble of Kage’s laughter. “Oh my. You filthy little girl. Is this what I think it is?”
Busted. From under the sheets, I sigh deeply. “It utilizes both suction and deep vibration to simulate the feeling of lips and tongue.”
Kage laughs louder, the bastard.
My tone turns snippy. “It’s also waterproof, rechargeable, and has ten settings. And a handy cover to keep things dust free when it’s in the drawer.”
“None of these toys have a speck of dust on them, baby. You’ve been keeping yourself busy.”
“Don’t judge! I’ve been single for a long time!”
He leans over and kisses my bare hip. “I know. I’m not judging. But you don’t need any of this stuff anymore.”
His pause makes me nervous. Then he muses, “Unless…”
He hooks a hand behind my knee and gently pushes my legs apart. Between my spread legs, he presses the vibrating toy.
I bury my face into the mattress, pull the sheet tighter against my face, and groan.
He murmurs, “You want to hide your face from me when I make you come?”
“Yes.”
“You know I need to see you.”
“No!”
He slides the toy an inch north, where it comes into contact with my c**t. I jerk, groaning again, this time more faintly.
“Roll onto your stomach and spread your legs.”
His voice has dropped an octave and gained that hard, dominant tone that always sends my pulse flying.
Trembling all over, I obey him. My face is still covered by the sheet, but the rest of me is bare. Though the room is cool, my skin prickles with heat. I’m already sweating.
Kage slips the toy between my legs again, moving it around slightly until it hits the right spot and I gasp. The toy pulls against my c**t in a steady, rhythmic motion. The vibrations it emits go all the way through my pelvic floor.
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