Page 64 of Fixate
I wasn't quite sure what to do to tell him I was ready to take his dick.
Dante and Preacher had such a natural relationship. They had grown up together and experimented with one another. There was no awkward tension between them even though they spent years apart.
But Pharrell and I were still new. There was so much we didn't say despite getting naked and getting off together regularly. When it came down to it, I was going to have to not only find a way to prepare myself to take his long, thick cock, but I was going to have to figure out how to tell him that is what I wanted.
My to-do list was getting far too long.
I snorted to myself at the innuendo, then grabbed my keys and set off. I told Pharrell I wanted to sleep in for a few hours before heading to work. It was really code for I need to go to a sex shop to buy toys, and I don't want you to know about it.
Given he wasn't a mind reader, he had no clue of my actual plan. And with everyone busy with work, I knew I wouldn't be followed.
Besides, they thought I was resting. There was no need for them to know any different.
I decided to get away from the hotel despite knowing that they had their own supplier on one of the main shopping floors. You couldn't be a hotel in Vegas without a sex store. Between lingerie, the toys, and lube that they sold, it was the money maker for one-night stands.
Since I knew his wasn't the only one, I left the casino and took off for another location where I could be anonymous. I passed the one next door since I figured it was too close for comfort and went into the next one after crossing the main street.
Even in the daylight, the area was busy with tourists and locals looking to have a good time. I wove through them until I was inside. I hunted down my destination with intense focus.
It took a little bit since I wasn't familiar with it, but once I found the shop, I was thankful I had gone out of my way to get there.
The back wall was covered in toys. I passed up the lingerie and flavored lube to look for anything that might have called to me.
Research told me I couldn't start off with something the same size as Pharrell. I would have loved to have just gotten it over with and figured it out so I could have him, but my ass clinched at the thought of forcing that in.
I knew there was no way I would be able to.
That meant starting smaller and working my way up. Was I going to have to buy several toys? This was the conundrum I had not thought of.
Even looking at the ones online didn't give me the full spectrum of what was available.
I picked up one of the first devices I saw. It was thin and slightly curved at the top. I read the description and chuckled at all the ways they try and make sex sound like an adventure. They sucked us poor horny people into wanting to buy the device with promises of endless pleasure in the palm of our hands.
I could admit that their words were flowery but good. Who wouldn't want an orgasm in sixty seconds or less? I hung that particular unit back up, then worked my way down the wall bit by bit.
A guy popped out from behind the back curtain at one point and waved at me before strolling off to the register. He wore a name tag and appeared to be an employee. While I could have asked him for help, I didn't really know how. It was yet another thing I hadn’t mastered.
After nearly an hour of looking, I threw my hands up and huffed.
“Need some help?”
I spun around and found the young man from earlier looking at me, pursing his lips.
“I was going to leave you alone, but you seem frustrated. Tell me what you're looking for. Maybe I can assist?”
It was said more as a question than a command. Obviously, the guy wasn't just one of those pushy salesmen, which I appreciated.
Hopefully talking to someone wouldn't be too bad.
I cleared my throat and said, "I have a partner that I want to build up for. I've never taken anything, and I'd like to prepare myself."
I used various facial expressions in the talk to make sure he understood what I wasn't saying but was at the same time.
He nodded quickly. "Oh, so you want to try anal, and you need something to spread you?"
Damn.
My jaw dropped at how blunt he was. He smirked in reply, throwing me a wink before facing the wall.
