Page 89 of Hitting the Gap

“Holy fuck, you have your sex toys in my bedside table?”

She paused and turned around. “You told me to sleep in here.”

“I’m not complaining. That’s fucking hot.” How many toys did she have in there? “Show me.”

“You are so weird.” She rolled her eyes at him.

Reaching into his bedside table, she pulled out a red toy that looked like a rosebud. What the hell was that thing? He’d been expecting some kind of giant dildo or something, not a little red rose.

Bailey turned around with the toy in her hand and eyed him nervously. “This one works really good.”

If she honestly didn’t want to do this, he wouldn’t push, but the cues her body were giving said she did. Her nipples had instantly become little rocks when he’d suggested it. He crawled forward and placed a kiss against her lips. “You good with this?”

“Yes, I just hope you won’t be disappointed.”

“There’s nothing you could do that would disappoint me, Bailey.” He gently kissed her again, and her body melted against him. “Now show me how that thing works.”

Chuckling, she shook her head at him. “I still think it’s weird you want this so badly.”

He looked at her until she made eye contact with him. “You telling me you don’t think it’s hot when I touch myself?”

“Umm.”

He fisted his palm around his cock and Bailey’s eyes widened and stayed glued to the movement of his hand. Even in the moonlight, he could see the way her nostrils flared as she watched. “This doesn’t turn you on, just a little?” he pressed.

Bailey’s hand fluttered against her collarbone. “No, no, it definitely does.” She licked her lips.

“Exactly.” He squeezed his cock harder and Bailey gasped. “See how the way I touch myself is different from how you touch me?”

Bailey’s teeth bit into her bottom lip as she nodded.

“I want to see how you look. What you do to yourself that I’m maybe not doing. I want to be 100% focused on what you look like when you come.”

Bailey lay back on the mattress and the little red rose buzzed to life. She trailed the toy over her nipple and down her stomach. Her hips shifted on the mattress, and she widened her legs as she touched the rose against her pussy. She moved the toy around slightly, then gasped.

“What just happened?” he asked.

“It’s a…” Her head arched back and she closed her eyes. “It kind of sucks on my clit.”

He moved down the mattress so he could see better. Bailey’s hips bucked and she began panting. Damn, that thing was impressive. “It works that fast?”

“Mmm-hmm,” she moaned.

His dick throbbed as it tried to demand he let it join the party. It took all his self-control to keep his hands off Bailey. “You look so fucking sexy, baby,” he told her.

Bailey opened her eyes and smiled at him, and he growled. He fucking growled. What the hell was that? She reached over and touched his dick.

“I want to suck your cock,” she told him.

His brain must have short-circuited because he couldn’t possibly have just heard her say that. “Huh?”

“Come up here so I can suck your dick.”

His eyes flashed back to the toy sucking away on her clit. “This is supposed to be about you,” he told her.

She moved the toy off herself. “This is supposed to be about me showing what I like. I think it would be really hot to have something sucking my clit at the same time I’m sucking you.”

His cock practically jumped, it throbbed so hard. “Jesus,” he muttered.

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