Page 65 of Summer Haze & Tokyo Craze

The first thing she reaches for is the little glass dildo I’ve picked. A peculiar choice – but when I did a quick internet search, I stumbled over a lot of raving reviews.

"Glass?" She sounds confused and I nod, her whole body vibrating with my chuckle.

"It might look weird," I whisper into her ear, my hips moving against involuntarily, just by remembering the pictures they put into my head, my cock already hard and so fucking ready for her. I let my hand trace a path over her front, evading her breasts and lay it on her clavicle.

"But holy fuck, the reviews I've seen on that thing."

I pull her earlobe between my lips again, noting the way her breath hitches.

"Did you?" she asks breathlessly, and I can see her grin in the window’s reflection. "You didn't get anything for yourself?"

She turns around in my hold, her breath feathering over my chest, nudging her nose against my collarbone, then my throat as she kisses her way to my face.

"Lily," I tell her when we come face to face, breath mingling between our lips, and I tangle my hands on the small of her back. "I don't need a fucking toy when watching you use them is on the table." Our lips are now only millimeters apart, and I bridge the gap, catching them in a heated kiss that has her sighing into my mouth happily.

Without missing a beat, my hand traces a path up her spine and then I have her bra unclasped in seconds, the other hand pulling down her panties.

Her hands roam over my skin frantically, pulling at my underwear, our lips not breaking apart until the two of us are completely naked. I break the kiss, and for a moment, we stare at each other, heavy breaths mixing, before Lily shoots me a wink and pushes me aside to make her way to my bed.

“Fuck,” I groan and rub my hand over my face when she crawls into the middle of it, giving me a view that’s a thousand times better than the night skyline outside.

"Scoot up," I tell her, then reach for the toys I’ve been the most curious about: the glass dildo and two little stars that are going to be an absolute game changer if they work.

"What’s that?" she asks curiously when she notices the little toys and I hold them up.

"These are for your nipples," I explain and throw them on the bed next to her so she can have a look.

But first, I crawl over her, covering her whole body with mine, and capture her lips in another scorching kiss.

"Did you spend the night imagining what I'd do to you today?" I whisper against her lips, grinning when her cheeks turn an adorable red that she tries to hide by looking away.

"Maybe," she admits shyly, and I reach for the toys blindly, not taking my eyes off her flushed face for a moment.

"What did you imagine?" I kiss a path down her body to her collarbone. Her breath hitches and her hands roam through my hair as she begins writhing underneath my touch.

"I'll tell you later," she promises, a small moan falling from her lips when I put the first star-shaped toy to her nipple. It’s supposed to have a suctioning effect and judging by her reaction, it does. "Wow, that feels weird."

"Weird in a good way?" I ask and look up, trying to read her expression.

"To be determined." She grins and tugs at my hair until I give in and she pulls me down into another kiss. Without having to look, I take the second star and place it on her other nipple, swallowing her shrill moan when it latches on.

If that’s her reaction just for fixating them, I can’t wait to see how she’ll like them in action. I reach over for the little remote that I don't think Lily has seen yet, just as she breaks the kiss.

"And what are those supposed to... Ahhh!" She interrupts herself when I push the little power button and the little toys start to buzz.

"Ooh, fuck. That is new," she moans, her back arching, entire body writhing, not knowing what to do, where to get more pleasure.

"Oh, I'm loving this already," I say, my voice hoarse as I press a kiss to her skin.

I sit up and take a moment to just watch her. The way a slight sheen of sweat is already making her skin glow. The even deeper red that's now on her cheeks and the way she doesn't quite know what to do with her hands as I’m out of reach, so she fists the sheets.

"Oh damn," she finally breathes, when I lower the intensity, looking at me with glossy eyes and a wild expression. “I knew letting you pick was a good idea.”

I reach to the side for the little glass dildo, because she’s way too coherent again.

My fingertips slide over the surface, feeling each bump and notch on its sides until they reach the round head. Then I hold it by its base, a little handle on the bottom which is supposedly used to turn the dildo once inside, providing a better grip to push it inside or pull it out.

But mainly to turn it, according to the stellar reviews.

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