Page 90 of Unbelievable You

“I know you need to teach later, but do you want me to come with you? I can bring Buck over. He’ll make you feel better.” He would. And having her with me would make me feel better too.

“Okay,” I said. “Yeah. Come over.”

Stace showed up at my place a little bit after I got there with Buck and books and a deck of cards and a bag that looked suspiciously like an overnight bag.

“That? Oh, that’s uh, just in case,” she said when I asked about it.

“In case of what, exactly?” I asked.

“In case you are so overcome with lust for me that you drag me to bed and won’t let me leave. I have to work tomorrow, you know. As much as I’d love to spend forever in bed with you, I can’t.” She stroked my cheek and I was instantly picturing spending forever in bed with her.

“I, um, might have also brought some other things.” Her cheeks went a little pink and I wanted to grab the bag and go through it to find out what she was talking about.

“What kind of things?” I asked as Buck went to lay on his bed. He really was a sweet boy.

“Do you really want me to show you now? Because I think if I show you, then you’re not going to make it to your yoga class.”

Color me intrigued. I definitely wanted to know.

I held my hand out. “Come on, show me.”

“Okay. You asked for it.”

She unzipped the bag and from under her clothes and a bag of toiletries she pulled out…

“Oh,” I said as all the oxygen left my lungs in a rush.

“Pink and sparkly seemed right for you,” she said as she held up the strap-on harness and a very pink and very sparkly strap. “All of it is brand new. Ordered them recently. Just in case.”

“Wait. When did you order these?”

Now her cheeks were as red as a firetruck. “Uh, two weeks ago?”

Wow. She really had been planning to seduce me.

“But if you’re not into it, then that’s absolutely fine. I just wanted to give you the option,” she said, moving to shove both items back in her bag.

“No!” I said, grabbing for the strap. Not only was it a nice size, but it had all kinds of ridges and bumps that I knew would feel amazing.

“I’ve never been fucked with one of these before,” I told her, stroking it and making sure she was watching. Oh, she was.

“You haven’t?” she asked. “Really?”

“Nope. But I’ve wondered. And just to be sure, you’d be the one wearing this, correct?” I asked, looking up at her through my lashes.

The heat in her eyes was blazing as she gave me one of those slow smiles that made my knees stop working properly.

“I’ll be whatever you want me to be, baby. But I can’t lie and say that I haven’t thought about fucking you with that.”

I smiled back at her. “That’s what I want too.”

Teaching yoga is not something that’s easily done when you’re desperate for sex. I only just managed to keep it together and fumble through the class. No one made any comments so I don’t think it was too bad, but I couldn’t even look at Stace. Her being in the same room was basically torture. She didn’t help matters by giving me heated looks and moving her body in ways that she knew were going to set me off. If anyone else would have looked, they’d have seen her just going through the poses of a yoga class, but I saw differently. No, she was trying to turn me on, and she was doing a spectacular job at it.

Stace lingered in the room until it was empty and then walked up to me.

“That was a great class. I got really into it,” she said with a smirk.

I looked around to make sure there was no one else to overhear me.

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