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“Ooh,” she says with a soft sultry purr. “And exactly what kind of toys would you like to buy me? Apart from butt plugs, which you seem to have a thing for?”
I slip my hands beneath her oversized T-shirt and squeeze her ass. “You were the one who mentioned anal. And no, I don’t have athingfor butt plugs, although I definitely have a thing for your butt. Would you wear them for me, Firefly?”
She hums softly. “I think I could be persuaded to.”
“And then would you let me fuck your ass?”
She presses said ass into my hands. “Oh, I could definitely be persuaded to do that.”
My hands glide over her hips and up her rib cage, until I’m cupping her perfect tits in my palms. I squeeze them gently until she moans. “And I’ll definitely buy some nipple clamps for these.”
“Oh, Chase,” she purrs, rubbing that juicy ass over my aching dick. “What if I told you I have some here with me?”
She has nipple clamps! My dirty, dirty girl. I sink my teeth into her neck and groan, “Then I’d ask you why the hell you didn’t tell me this two days ago, baby.”
She laughs, the sound soft and sexy. “I honestly forgot about them. I have a vibrator in my bag too.”
“Addie!” I groan her name. “Did you use it when I was sleeping on the couch? Tell me you fucked yourself with it while you were thinking about me?”
“I didn’t. But I have done before. Plenty of times.”
“What the fuck are you trying to do to me? I’m gonna need you to go get your toys and meet me back in here.”
“Seriously?” she giggles.
I smack her ass hard. “Seriously.”
Chapter 29
Addison
# Always stay appropriately hydrated when engaging in strenuous activity
I’m practically lit up with excitement as Chase inspects my nipple clamps, running the chain through his strong fingers and humming appreciatively. “These are gonna look so fucking pretty on you, Firefly,” he growls.
I bite down on my lip, unable to speak. He places them in the pocket of his sweatpants and then stalks toward me. “Arms up,” he commands.
Without question, I obey and he gently peels his T-shirt over my head and drops it to the floor. Then he slips his hand between my thighs, teasing me for a few seconds before he pulls away. “I love the no-panty look on you, Addie.”
“Thank you,” I whisper.
His hands glide over my hips and then along my rib cage before he palms my breasts, squeezing them gently. “These were fucking made to be played with, you know that?” Before I can answer, he dips his head and sucks a hardened nipple into hismouth, swirling over the bud with his skilled tongue and making me moan.
Wordlessly, he pulls the clamps from his pocket, his eyes burning into mine as he fixes the first clamp to my left breast.
I sink my teeth into my lip again as the bite of the clamp sends a current of pain through my chest.
He arches an eyebrow. “Okay?”
I whimper and nod. The pain is already giving way to a deep, aching pleasure.
He clamps my other nipple and this time I cry out.
“Oh, baby, they look so fucking good on you.” Gently, he tugs the brass chain that holds them together, sending shock waves of pleasure rippling from my breasts to my core.
“They feel so good,” I whine.
He hums, eyes raking greedily over my body. “Go kneel in front of the mirror.”
