Page 63 of Who Said Mobsters Were Scary?

Smirking, I take it from him and add it to the rest of our items. “So, youarekinky.”

He gives me a heated look. “You’re the one that started it.”

True. But I can’t help it. Just the idea of him being hard for me non-stop makes me feral. He’ll have no choice but to think about me too, whether he’s in a meeting or a conference or dealing with someone important. It’s hot.

We pick a couple more sizes and shapes and reach the condom section. It’s massive, but I find what I’m looking for quickly enough. Chai seems to like pineapples, so I go for that flavor, tossing a packet in as his eyes watch me from under slightly slanted brows. It looks like he wants to say something, but he just shakes his head when I nudge my chin at him.

We turn into the last aisle where the bondage items are. I dump some cuffs and ropes we might or might not use, while Chai’s eyes flick to the nipple clamps and piercings, telling me he’s thinking the same exact thing.

“You want to try those?” I pick a pair with adjustable pressure. They don’t have tassels like the ones on the mannequin, but I like the clean design more.

Chai runs his tongue over his lips, nodding. “Yeah.” He takes a set of barbel piercings as well, his nostrils flaring a bit. “And these, too.”

I imagine them on him, a wave of heat flooding me. “They might show, depending on the shirt you are wearing.”

His gaze snaps up to me. “I’ve always been curious. Now is as good a time as any. I’ll get them done when we are back in Japan.”

God have mercy on me. This man will drive me crazy.

We make it to the cashier, a young woman with blue and pink hair who shoots us a knowing smile. While she’s scanning the items, my attention lands on a brochure with pictures of rooms in red and black tones. The writing isin Thai, so I have no idea what it’s saying, but the photos suggest it’s a sex hotel.

Chai says something, snatching my focus. It’s not in English or Japanese, and he’s talking to the woman, which means it’s most likely Thai. I didn’t know he spoke it.

I listen to the two of them. He goes off somewhere, disappearing into the aisles and leaving me alone with the cashier. Propping her elbows on the counter, she places her chin in her palms. “Cat ears,” she says in accented English, tilting her head toward the brochure I was inspecting. “Apartments upstairs, if you are interested.”

My dick twitches and I can’t help the wicked smile I flash her. “Yeah? You got a free one?”

She grins. “Yes. He already asked.”

Did he now?

Chai returns with a pair of cat ears and a couple of lingerie underwear, flushing a little as I wave a brochure at him. “You want to try what we bought so much?” I whisper as he hands the items over, grabbing his ass.

I slide a finger along the seam of his shorts, pressing so he can feel it. He aims a scorching sideways glance my way, causing more of my blood to flow south.

I wait until we board the elevator to cage him against a wall and capture his mouth. There is a camera here, but I really don’t care. I’m burning and unless I get my hands on him, I’m going to combust. He opens for me willingly, letting me plunder his mouth. The moment his taste hits me, I let out a deep moan, feeling it reverberate down his throat. His hands come up to my arms, holding tightly as he deepens the kiss, his tongue chasing mine like a starving beast closing in on its prey.

“Did being in a sex shop turn you on?” I rasp when the elevator comes to a stop and we pull apart.

“Yes.” He licks his wet lips. “I want to do the things you said.”

The doors open and I drag him to the second room on the left that has our fob number. I scan it and push him inside. “Yeah?”

He palms my rigid cock through my pants, nipping along my lips. “I’ll go take a shower.”

Before I manage to stop him, he’s slipped out of my hold and locked the bathroom door. Anticipation fills my stomach as I sort out our toys, making sure they are ready for use. When he emerges, I take my turn washing myself as quickly as I can, my body tingling all over with little shocks.

And then I almost get a heart attack the moment I enter the room.

Chai is sitting on the bed propped against the headboard, still in the fluffy bathrobe. He removes the belt and lets it fall to the sides, exposing his enticing, sculpted body. All he’s wearing is a red G-string, and when he spreads his legs for me, the front pocket is bulging from how hard he is.

My mouth waters, sparks traveling down my spine. He’s so beautiful. A bunch of the toys are on the bed with him, lube too, but the condoms are still sitting on the table untouched.

Letting a smile settle on my face, I head over to grab them. “I think we’ll need those.”

“I’ve seen your health check results. And I had mine done around the same time. I’ve not been with anyone since before that… Have you?”

I push down a groan, fisting my hands.Fuck. Is that why he was giving me that look in the shop? Holy fuckinghell, I’m gonna explode. “No. Was too busy fantasizing about doing stuff to a certain someone.”

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