Page 85 of Love Without Control

With my cheek pressed against Dane’s back, I inhaled a mixture of his body wash and the hint of leather from the jacket I’d bought him for Christmas. He’d looked smoking hot in it tonight, the soft black leather hugging his tall, muscular frame just right.

Dane’s breathing slowed and evened as every blood cell in my body seemed to congregate in my clit. I needed some relief. Sliding my arm from his waist, I cupped my sex, allowing my fingers to press against my most sensitive spot. Wanting friction, I rocked my hips and groaned quietly at the relief that was on the horizon.

The big man beside me stirred, and I held my breath for a few long seconds. When he didn’t wake up, I carefully rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling, the need still pulsing in my core.

Fuck it.Without shaking the bed I slid off the mattress and crept into my closet, rummaging around until I found the box that held the vibrator I’d ordered from Amazon.

“Hello, old friend,” I whispered to it, pressing the button to turn it on and see how loud it would be if I used it in the bathroom. Nothing. No vibrating. No buzzing. Dead.

I cursed under my breath, a quick inspection telling me the charger wasn’t in the box.Where the hell is it?I checked the charging hole on my toy. It was one of those round ones, similar to a laptop charger. I suddenly remembered a drawer full of various cables in the kitchen. Maybe Jamie and Robert had something that would fit it.

Tiptoeing into the bedroom, I made sure Dane was still asleep and quietly made my way to the kitchen. I slid open the drawer and began pulling out cables and scrutinizing their ends.

No. No. Not even close. Ah, this one has potential.Fitting the plug end into the hole, I smiled.Bingo.So excited about my find, I didn’t even hear him enter the kitchen until he spoke.

“E, what are you doing?”

“Gaaaaah!” I shouted, whirling around and shoving the toy behind my back, my eyes like giant globes bulging from their sockets. “Dane, you scared the hell out of me.” I put on the fakest smile I’d ever attempted, probably looking like a creepy ventriloquist dummy.

“Sorry, I woke up and was afraid you were sick again.” He took a step toward me. He was only wearing his boxer briefs, the olive skin over his cut chest and abs almost incandescent in the glow of the small light over the sink.

“Nope, not sick. Not me. I’m grrrreat!” Jesus, I sounded like Tony the Tiger from those Frosted Flakes commercials.

His eyes dropped down my body. “What do you have behind your back?”

“Nothing.” I said that way too quickly, and Dane’s dark eyebrows lifted.

“Can I see your hands?”

“My hands? Sure you can see my hands.” I showed him one and then the other, switching the vibrator from one to the other behind my back.The old switcheroo. Genius.

He drummed his fingers on his bottom lip, and I was pretty sure I saw a muscle tic beside his mouth. “Can I see both of them at the same time?”

“Ha. You’re being weird,” I deflected while stuffing the vibrator into the waistband of my pink satin sleep shorts at my back and then waggling both hands at him.Take that, buddy.

There was only one problem. I’d lost a few pounds, and the waistband of my pants no longer fit me snugly, so the toy slipped down past my butt, out the right leg hole of my shorts and directly onto the floor between my feet.

Plunk.

We both looked down, and there it was… my vibrator in all its purple, rabbit-eared glory.

“Huh. I have no idea how that got there,” I mused.

Mortification heated my entire face. I usually considered myself a fairly sharp-witted person, so I had no idea why I was babbling out that nonsense. Dane and I both knew exactly where it had come from.

Risking a glance at his face, I noticed another little twitch of his lips before he bent to pick it up. The asshole was amused by this whole situation.

He held it up and turned it over in his hands, giving it a very thorough inspection. The damn cord was still dangling from it. Dane took it between his fingers and swirled it in a circle.

“I saw this hanging down and thought you were either charging something, or you’d grown a tail.”

“You’re hilarious,” I said without a trace of humor. I’d thought the vibrator was huge when I bought it, but it looked small in his hand, especially compared to his own… toy.

Dane took a step toward me, getting into my space. My butt was backed up against the countertop, and he widened his stance, placing his feet on either side of mine.

“Are you feeling…” his eyes raked me up and down, scoring my body like hot coals before finishing with, “needy, Eden?”

The way he growled that sent a flood to my pussy. Clenching my thighs together, I lifted my chin. “What if I am?”

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