Page 192 of Pucking Obsessed

His lips taste sweetly of chocolate.

He must have been stealing the chocolate cake icing in the kitchen, while Eden was baking.

I lick over Shay’s lips to chase the taste.

He moans.

“Let’s open the final present together.” I turn back to the large gift, which is wrapped in scarlet paper.

I push the Guide to the side, then Shay enthusiastically helps me to rip the present open.

Eden narrows his eyes. “You look like a rabid squirrel.”

Shay laughs. “I love opening presents. This is the largest one that I’ve seen.”

My heart squeezes at that.

I’m glad that I asked Shay to help me open it.

I stare at the expensive looking mahogany chest, which has been revealed.

It’s large and carved with22in the center. Moonstone is pressed in swirls around the chest like ice.

“It’s beautiful.” I trace over the22. “This is…”

Actually, I don’t know what it is, apart from being one of the most stunning things that I’ve been given.

D’Angelo is watching me closely. “It’s a play chest for sex toys. I used Shay’s list of kinks and our fantasies, which are written into the Guide, to know what to buy. Open it.”

Well, fuck.

“You are the best boyfriend, darlin’.” Shay nudges my shoulder encouragingly.

I lick my dry lips, before I open the lid.

The chest is lined with luxurious red velvet and fitted into compartments. It’s also filled with new toys.

I scan over them, hungrily. I don’t know what half of them are but I can’t wait to find out.

“Is this all right?” D’Angelo asks.

“It’s more than all right. It’s every fantasy that I have rolled into one. I can’t wait to explore these.” I worry that Eden is quiet but then, he often is.

I glance over my shoulder and am relieved to find that Eden is simply studying the chest’s contents with curiosity.

Shay snatches up a professor’s wooden ruler, snapping it across his palm.

Then he winces. “Sorry, I forgot the rule about not punishing myself. But this was too tempting. It’s like letting me loose in a candy store.”

“Put it back.” D’Angelo’s gaze hardens. He turns the full force of his dom face on Shay. He makes a sexy but intimidatingprofessorwithout even trying. I lick my lips at the thought of Shay as his student. Hurriedly, Shay scrambles to replace the ruler and back away from the chest. “This is how it’s going to work. Each of the symbols on the Wheel of Kink relates to an item in the chest. We each have a spin. Whatever it lands on, we use on the birthday girl.”

I bite my lip, already wet at the idea.

I struggle not to inch my hand to my clit.

A little bit of uncertainty and fear (because I don’t know what will be used), only heightens my pleasure.

D’Angelo gives me a knowing look.

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