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I wanted to know what he would choose for us and not think about it. Of course I had my favorites, but being at his mercy made heat flash through me in ways I wasn’t entirely familiar with.

“There’s so many things in here,” he mused, as if he and the others hadn’t designed everything in the trunk. “We’ll eventually get through all of them.”

“Tonight?” I stared at him.

A sinful smirk crossed his lips. “As much as I wish, we might have to save some fun for the others.”

Pushing myself up on my elbows, I watched him retrieve something small and place it at the edge of the bed, and then pick up a rectangular box from the chest and turn away, hiding it from me. All that did was give me a view of his glorious ass, which I wasn’t complaining about.

Anxiety gripped my chest, the insecurity washing up like a wave. I took slow breaths through it. This incredible Alpha had just been on his knees for me, eating me like he was a dying man and I was his last meal. I didn’t need to question whether he wanted me. But seeing him like this, so confident and stark, drew the comparisons between us in my mind.

I didn’t doubt them, but I also didn’t know if I would ever feel completely at ease in my own skin. But seeing the way they looked at me helped more than they could ever know.

“What did you pick?”

Cameron tossed the toy onto the bed faster than I could see it and caged himself on top of me before dragging me up the bed with him. He moved me so easily. I was already where he wanted me to go before the worry hit my brain, and that alone was enough to have arousal pouring over me like honey.

Big girls didn’t get manhandled. Big girls were grateful anyone wanted them at all. Big girls didn’t get the same things, like being fucked up against walls or carried. With them, they seemed determined to give me everything, and it didn’t seem like a hardship.

“I picked a couple of things. First one I know you’ll like.” He stared at my lips, seemingly entranced. “Because I know how much you like it when I suck your clit.”

My mouth dropped open, making him laugh. Cam kissed me, tangling our tongues and sucking on mine like he was giving an illustration. “Embarrassed, sweetheart?”

“I— I don’t know. I’m just not used to anyone saying things like that out loud.”

“Well, I’ll say it. We’ll all say it. Because I like it as much as you like it. The only thing I like more than that while my mouth is between your legs is dipping my tongue inside you. Fucking you with it. That’s where you’re the sweetest.”

I caught his shoulders, loving the way his body settled on mine. My favorite type of weight. “I haven’t tasted any of you.”

His eyebrows rose. “You want that?”

Biting my lip, I nodded. His scent was already everywhere around me. Seeping into my senses and my skin. And I wanted him everywhere. On my tongue, so I could have one more sense simply be aware of him.

“I’ll make sure to remember. Maybe I’ll have you sit on my face while you taste my cock.”

I snorted. “And crush you?”

Cam leaned down and sucked one nipple into his mouth, making me arch toward him. It felt like so much more than a simple touch. One breast and then the other until I couldn’t even keep my eyes open.

“You wouldn’t crush me. But even if you did, being smothered by your pussy would be my favorite way to die.” His smile told me he was teasing me. “But right now, back to your love of suction.”

Leaning back, he retrieved the toy, and it was familiar. I had a similar one. A small, palmable vibrator that sucked at the same time. It was delicious.

“I like that look. I’m guessing I chose well. For that one.” He guided my thighs apart with his knees and stayed there, reaching for the other thing. And I froze because I honestly had no idea what I was looking at.

“What is that?”

The shape of it was vaguely dick-like, but the clear toy had wavy ridges on it. And little bumps in between those ridges. I’d never seen anything like it.

Cameron leaned over me and brought it closer, the movement bringing his cock right against my entrance, so fucking close to where I needed him to be.

“This, wife, is a cock sleeve.”

I stared at it. “A what now?”

He smirked. “We have a bunch of them. Different patterns and colors. Some are thicker than others. Some vibrate. I thought this one would be fun to try. It goes over my cock and makes me thicker, not to mention the texture makes everything feel different.”

All I could do was look. Now it made sense, but I’d never heard of such a thing, let alone thought about what that would be like.

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