Page 53 of Exposed

“With me, you always come first, and more than once, before I come. I get more turned on from bringing you to climax than from reaching my own,” I explain.

“That sounds selfless,” she comments.

“Not really. I’ll come if I want to. But as a whole, I love being all about you. Are you open to toys and temperature play?”

“Toys, for sure. I’ve never used them before, but I’d love to.”

“You’ve never used a vibrator?” I ask, surprised.

“We come from different sides of the track, Matt. I’ve lived most of my life in survival mode. Never had the timeor money to shop for one.” She holds her hands up and wriggles her fingers. “These work fine.”

I’m definitely getting her a vibrator. She’ll have orgasms on a whole different level with it.

“Okay. What about temperature play?” I probe.

“What’s that?”

“Using hot and cold objects on your skin. Nothing that would burn or hurt you, though. The sensations make your pleasure more extreme,” I answer with a grin.

“I’m good with that,” she nods.

“Same safe words as last time. Yellow to slow down, Mazda to stop. We can use safe words any time we play.”

“You and my Mazda,” she playfully swats at my arm. Then, her eyes light up. “What do you think the world record is for the most orgasms in an hour? Or twenty-four hours?” She asks with serious curiosity, and I love her thinking.

“I have no idea. You want to find out and try to beat it?” I chuckle.

“I don’t know, but I like the thought of having multiple orgasms in one night. I’ve never done it before.”

“With me, you will. I want to make you scream from all the pleasure I give you, princess.”

At the mention of the wordprincess, her eyes flit up to mine, then look down.

I kiss her forehead, then wrap my hand around her throat and gently pulse my fingers.

“Has no one ever treated you like a princess, Pepper? I’ll fuck you so hard, you’ll never forget how precious you are. I want to get on my knees and shower you with all theaffection you deserve. I want to take my time and taste every inch of you.”

Her eyes grow large.

“Okay. Real talk?” Pepper begins, and I like that she’s going to be open with me.

“Lay it on me,” I nod. Sitting on the bed, I pat the empty space next to me.

She sits, then fidgets with a lock of her hair. “Feels like it’s been forever since I’ve had sex. And the sex I’ve experienced has always been mediocre. The bar is low, honestly. I want to like sex, but I’ve never had good sex. It’s supposed to be good, isn’t it?”

“Sex can be mind-blowing, depending on who you’re with,” I answer.

She looks down, avoiding eye contact with me, then shares, “Your one-night stand wrote in your letter that you made her feel special. I want a guy to see that I’m special.”

“Look at me, Pepper.” I wait until she raises her head to make eye contact with me, then I cup her cheek. “Youarespecial. You don’t need a man or anyone else to tell you that for it to be true.”

She tries to look down, but I gently hold her face in my hands. “It’s true, Pep. You’re one of a kind. I like you. I wouldn’t invite just anyone to live with me. For the past four years, I’ve lived alone.”

“Everyone is one of a kind,” she whispers. “That doesn’t make me special.”

“Yeah, it does. There’s no one else like you in the entire universe. No one brings to the table what you do. I’ve never met anyone that captured my attention right off the bat like you did. You fucking shine, Pep.”

“Geez, Matt.”

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