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He shook his head. Then nodded.
“I’m guessing you don’t want her to know, right?” Sasha said. “Your sister.”
“No,” he choked out. Of course he didn’t want his sister to know he’d just jacked off.
With a bright gold Fancy Fleshstroker.
“Then you better lock this door behind me.” She tilted her forehead toward his crotch. “You keep that, but I’d wash it out now rather than later.” With that, she was out the door.
He stared down at the Fleshstroker and pulled it gingerly off his sensitive dick. It was messy with his come.
He was thankful Sasha wasn’t there to see him blush.
Chapter Three
Sasha slipped into her room and tried to calm the pounding of her heart. She knew she was flushed, but hopefully, Valerie wouldn’t realize why.
“Hey!” Sasha said, too cheerfully. “Sorry about that.”
Valerie was standing in the doorway of the room, half in the hallway, clutching a pile of clothes.
“No problem. Sorry for taking so long rounding this stuff up. I was finding pajamas for Louise, Andie, and Karen too, which was a bit complicated since we’re all different sizes. Luckily, my ex left a bunch of sweats that will fit Karen, little slip that she is.”
Valerie chattered away, laying out the clothes she’d found for Sasha. Sasha sat down next to her, which is when she realized Perry must still have had her underwear wrapped around his wrist. She had to stifle a laugh.
What a bizarre day.
“Here are a couple pairs of sweats, some T-shirts, a few sweatshirts, and several pairs of socks. I think it should all fit you, since we’re close to the same size, though the sweats might be too long. Also, here’s a bag of travel-size toiletries.”
Sasha peeked into the bag to see shampoo, soap, face wash, deodorant, toothpaste, and a toothbrush.
“I’m sure it’ll work. I’m not picky.”
“What’s your shoe size?”
“Eight.”
“Oh, that’s good. I’ll bring you slippers tomorrow so you have them if you need ’em. It sounds like we could be snowed in for a few days.”
Sasha bit back a groan, not wanting to insult Valerie and her hospitality. There were worse places to be stranded than a nice B and B, butdamn. This place was so Christmassy it rolled her stomach. At least she’d found a fuck buddy.
One who made her feel open and soft, which was an indication that sleeping with Perry was a huge mistake.
She didn’t do vulnerable.
“I’m sorry I’m stranded. I hope you’re not going to too much trouble for me.”
“Nah. It’ll be fun. Some of my fondest memories as a kid are getting snowed in here with quirky guests and my mom and grandparents and Perry. As teenagers, we got stuck here on New Year’s Eve once. You’d have thought the world was ending, I was so devastated. I didn’t get to kiss my secret girlfriend at midnight. Perry made me spiked hot chocolate and watched chick flicks with me.” She laughed. “God, he was such a sweet kid.”
Imagining Perry and Valerie as teenagers running around this place—it couldn’t have been further from her childhood. Raised by an overworked and underpaid grandma. Parents out of the picture. A home full of hardships.
But love too. Her grandma had filled Sasha’s life with so much love, and she missed her every day, especially this time of year.
“Perry seems like a sweet adult as well. He gave me wine and chocolate cake.” And the best kisses she’d had in ages. And a pretty rocking orgasm.
“Yeah. He’s the romantic in the family,” Valerie said with a mischievous smile.
Uh-oh.That was not what Sasha wanted to hear.
