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Pregnancy is a wild ride, but the constant desire and horniness I’ve been feeling recently is so over the top.

The whole way up, Marshall keeps his hands on me, making sure I don’t trip and fall.

Stairs are a bitch when you’re pregnant.

Zuri already has the trunks open when we reach the top, and there are tables set up with black tablecloths.

“So, what is all of this?” I ask, approaching the trunk and picking up one of the packages inside.

“Most of it is our most popular products, like our vibes and dildos.” She explains, beginning to pull out different products. “But the new stuff is in the other trunk. Go ahead.”

I shuffle over to the trunk and open it to find a collection of sleek black and purple packages.

“We’re finally expanding to male pleasure,” Zuri says with a smile, clearly proud of her work. “So, we’ve been spending the past year developing cock sleeves, rings, and anal toys specifically for men.”

I’ve always loved how passionate Zuri is about her work and how sex-positive and body-positive her company is. Seeing her rave about her new line makes my heart light up.

“Anything I should add to my toy bag?” Marshall jokes.

Instead of laughing along, she very seriously strides over to the trunk and pulls out a box. “Joke if you like, but toys are your friend, Marshall. Try this out, and tell me it isn’t some of the best sex you’ve ever had.”

Marshall doesn’t take the box. So, I reach over and take it from Zuri’s outstretched hand.

The packaging has the image of a sleek black cock ring on it.

“It vibrates?” I ask, reading the description.

“Yup.” She says with a smirk. “Remote controlled.”

“Oh. That’s something I could have fun with.” I smile deviously at the box in my hand.

“If only you had someone to use it with,” Zuri chuckles. “And we were conveniently at a venue where you could escape and test it out.”

I look up at her, and there’s mischief in her eyes when our gaze connects.

“They come fully charged.” She murmurs. “And the battery lasts for two hours.”

My eyebrows raise at her insinuation, and I glance over at Marshall, who’s unpacking the other trunk.

“Even if he’s not yours, he is a fun plaything.” She says with a wink.

I look back at Marshall, and when I look back at Zuri, she gives me a look of insistence.

Marshall has his back turned to me when I walk over to him, and I wrap my arms around his waist. I let my hands travel up under his shirt to feel his firm body.

One of his hands comes to cup my own, and there’s a moment of connection between us that’s far too intimate and sweet for where we are.

I move my hand down and cup his cock through his jeans, giving it a squeeze.

“I want to try something,” I murmur to him.

He turns in my arms, pressing me against him firmly.

“Oh?” He asks, leaning down to look me in the eye. “And what would that be, princess?”

“I want you to wear one of Zuri’s cock rings while you fuck me, toy,” I reply, emphasizing the last word.

He takes in a sharp breath, and his gaze turns smoldering.

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