I squeeze her hand. “In a bit. And again tomorrow. Next week. The week after. Next month.”










CHAPTER SEVEN

I’m smiling to myselfas I make Drake a cup of coffee to go. He stayed the night. I wasn’t expecting that, especially when he told me he had a meeting at nine. After our first round of sex, we ordered a pizza—loaded—and ate it in bed, followed by another round of orgasms.

We fell asleep, and he woke me a few hours later with his head between my legs. I’m going to be walking funny for a few days. He’d asked about Daisy, and I lied, telling him I texted my dog sitter while he was in the bathroom and asked her to keep Daisy for the night.

He comes up behind me, nuzzling his nose in the crook of my neck. “You’re keeping important secrets from me, baby.”

My body tenses as I snap the cover on the coffee cup. I don’t turn around, but I don’t need to. He holds out a purple dick in front of me and another small gadget. Where the hell—

“I’m out of condoms, so I opened your bedside drawer looking for more”—he rubs his erection into my butt— “and found some interesting toys.”

I let out a sigh of relief. “They’re not mine.”

This time it’s Drake’s body that tenses. He drops the dildo to the counter and steps away from me.

“I mean...” I turn around and nervously clutch my fingers in front of me. I’m fully aware of Lenora’s sexual appetite. It’s not like mine, although Drake has me thinking dirty thoughts on the regular. “My friend got those for me, but I’ve never used them. I swear.”

“Why?”

I’m too shy to look him in the eye. I’ve never used a sex toy before so that part isn’t a lie. “I don’t know. It seems kind of...” I lift my shoulder in a shrug. I’m not a prude, but this kind of exploration never interested me. Maybe with the right partner.

“Full disclosure?” He puts his hands on my hips and pulls me closer. “Me either.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. But if you want to take these for a test drive...”

I curl my lower lip and bite down on it. “I don’t know why I would need to use that when I have you. It seems kind of small in comparison.”

Apparently, that’s a good answer, because his face lights up with pride. “Not even alone?”

I’ve masturbated plenty of times before but only with my fingers. I shake my head, which earns me an even bigger smile.

“What about the other?” He nods toward the small vibrator. I have a good idea what it is. “Will you wear that for me?”