Page 19 of All Because I Found You

Despite his best efforts to keep it a smooth ride, the truck bounced along the uneven terrain.

“If I knew we were going off roading, I would have asked for a vehicle more suited for the conditions.”

“There’s nothing wrong with my truck.”

She pointed over her shoulder. “I think you left your suspension back there.”

He shrugged and focused on the path in front of them, trying not to let her see the smile he was fighting.

“Where are we going, anyway? Do you have some secret bunker out here you're going to force me into and turn me into your sex slave?”

His foot slipped off the gas, and he accidentally slammed on the brakes when he went to put it back. The entire truck flew forward, then came to an uncomfortable halt.

Raelyn held her hands up, her teeth sliding over her bottom lip. That action with the word sex still fresh in his mind made his cock twitch.

“Kidding?” She turned her hands out and up.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, gathering the strength to handle this firecracker of a woman. Only he would go eleven years avoiding people only to come face to face with one who had more personality than an entire stadium of spectators.

“No bunker,” he managed before getting his foot properly on the gas and continuing on their way.

“That’d be kind of hot, don’t you think?”

“A bunker?”

“No, a sex slave. With the person’s permission, of course. That would definitely have to be a mutual agreement type thing or that is not okay.”

“Do you not have a filter?”

“Filters remove all the fun. Why would I want to do that?”

“Maybe because talking about sex slaves is…”

“Taboo? Offensive? I think if people took a little less time worrying about being either of those things and more time about having fun, they would be much happier for it. Besides, I was probably the first person in Morgan’s Bay to have a sex toy party. So it’s known that I’m pretty open about most things.”

“A what?”

“A sex toy party. Basically, I hosted and had someone come in who sold the products, and she went over features, functions, and price. She also had lingerie, crotchless underwear… things like that.”

Ryder swallowed and shifted in his seat. This woman really was going to be the death of him. His brain lingered on crotchless underwear, and he wondered if Raelyn owned any herself.

“And your boyfriend didn’t mind.” She didn’t have a ring on, so he knew she wasn’t engaged.

“What boyfriend? Hence the sex toy party. Just because I’m a driven, independent woman doesn’t mean I can’t satisfy my own urges.”

Oh for fuck's sake. Now he was thinking of way too many scenarios, all starring Raelyn in crotchless underwear and on his bed. He shook his head, hoping to dislodge the thoughts.

“Don’t act like you’re some saint. From what I can remember, you weren’t exactly celibate in high school. You went through girlfriends like most people go through outfits.”

“That was high school. I was a different person then.”

“So you’re going to tell me that for the last eleven years you haven’t had sex?”

How the hell did they even get here? He stared at her for a second, confusion throwing his mind into a tailspin. The path cleared, and he turned the truck into the open space. “We’re here.” Thank God.

“And where is here?”

“Maybe if you get out of the truck.”

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