Page 49 of Fall Hard

I tried again and frowned at the smeared mess I made that turned the sketched outlines into shapeless blobs. “I think I’ve got my work cut out for me.”

“Practice makes perfect.” Kit playfully swatted at my shoulder and I protested loudly as he jogged my hand. “Bryn won’t care that it’s not perfect, she’ll just be happy you tried.”

“Experiences over stuff,” I murmured and a gentle look came over his face, softening his eyes and smile.

“Exactly.”

CHAPTERTHIRTEEN

“We’re going out tonight,”Bryn announced two days later as she marched into my room. “Wear something nice.”

“How nice?”

“Hoping-you-get-laid, nice.”

I swallowed harshly as I looked into her blue eyes. Was she saying…?

“Be ready by six.” Without giving me the chance to ask any questions, she swept out of the room as quickly as she’d entered it.

I checked the time. Four. That gave me two hours to do my might-have-sex prep and make myself pretty. It was going to be cutting it fine. Luckily I’d shaved my underarms and legs yesterday, so all I really had to do was exfoliate and tidy downstairs.

I jumped into the bathroom while it was free and turned the water up to near-scalding, my favorite way to shower. After a good forty-minutes of primping and washing and shaving, I emerged feeling absolutely glorious. I’d been sculpted to within an inch of my life—now I just needed to find a good outfit.

I decided to do my make-up first and then just match my clothes to that. I looked at my favorite palette of glittery colors but instead opted for the grungier set Jamie had got for me after insisting I looked ‘hot’ with a smokey eye.

I blended on reds, silvers and blacks, until I looked like a dark Valentine ready to fulfill all your desires, and then I searched for an outfit.

I settled on a gauzy, floaty dress in dark red to match my eyeshadow and paired it with chunky heels. I felt like a badass. Heck, Ilookedlike a badass.

I checked the time and was pleased that I’d managed to get ready with twenty minutes still to spare—but then I noticed the box on the bed. It had a note stuck to it and my belly dipped and tightened as I read it.

Wear me.

It was the present Bryn had given me. I hadn’t opened the box yet but the seal was now broken, and when I checked inside I could see the remote was gone.

Wear me. Hoping-you-get-laid nice.

Oh fuck. I breathed in deeply and then slowly let it out as wetness pooled at my center in anticipation.

Did Bryn have the remote? What was she planning to do?

I pulled the inner plastic casing out of the box and hesitantly picked up the small-ish pink egg. It had a soft, silicone-y texture and I stood there for a second debating before I reached under the hem of my dress and pulled my underwear down.

I pressed the egg against my center and felt my clit pulse in response. My body wanted to grind down, wanted release, but this wasn’t about that. Not yet, anyway.

The instructions had saidwear me, so I slid it down over my entrance and pushed it in once I felt like it was wet enough. I gasped, grabbing hold of the edge of the desk as I spread my legs wider.

Jesus, and Bryn wanted me to wear this out of the house? The way it slid around inside me had my toes curling and I wasn’t sure I’d be able to get through dinner in this state. I panted for a second, fighting to stay in control, when a knock came at my bedroom door.

“You ready?”

Bryn.

I breathed out slowly, fixed my dress and then opened the door to find her waiting for me in a little black dress that showed off almost as much thigh as I’d seen over at the lake. Lace framed her breasts and small panels on the velvet material to emphasize her figure, she looked like sin and temptation and my mouth went dry as I let my eyes linger on her curves.

She looked perfectly collected, not even blinking as she took me in. If she had the remote, she wasn’t going to show it.

I stepped out of my room and into the hall, brushing past her deliberately and didn’t even attempt to hide the flush I could feel in my cheeks or the heat in my eyes. If we were going to play this game then fine. Point, set, match.

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