Page 78 of Accidental Husband
For a second, her eyelids flutter closed. Her expression shifts to something serene. Then she blinks and she's back to wide-eyed innocent.
Is she really that innocent?
I need to corrupt her.
I need to teach her everything.
No. I need to get ahold of myself. Even if that's a lost cause.
Without a word, I lead her into the shop.
It's a bright space the size of her hotel room and it's packed with merchandise. Lingerie, wrapped DVDs, vibrators, dildos, pillows, whips, platform heels.
"Oh my God." Jules presses her palms into her thighs. "It's so…" Her gaze shifts to the back wall.
There's a sex toy on display. A vibrator.
No, it's more of a thruster. It's attached to a swing and it's thrusting forward and backward.
It's a toy that will actually fuck her.
Fuck, I want to see that.
I want to watch her eyes roll back in her head, hear a groan roll off her lips, feel her limbs shake.
I can't.
But I have to. We have to.
"That's… But… ow." She turns to me, her green eyes wide with wonder. "Don't even—"
"At least I'd know you've been fucked properly."
"Is that your line?" She moves forward, breaking our touch. "Do you slide up to women at bars and whisper,baby, have you ever been fucked properly?'Cause I'd like to prove you haven't."
"Am I that much of a tool?"
She holds up her thumb and forefingera little.
I arch a browreally?
She tries to hold her poker face, but it cracks fast. She bursts into laughter. Pulls her hand over her stomach as she leans forward.
Her tits spill into her dress.
The white fabric slides down her chest. Shows off the top of her lacy beige bra.
Fuck, I've seen that bra on her floor a million times. It was a fact of nature, not the sexiest thing in the world.
Now—
I can't unsee it.
I can't unwant her.
I certainly can't stop imagining my name rolling off her lips.
This night is all about her coming hard and fast.
