Chapters (38)
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- Copyright
- Contents
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Epilogue
- Excerpt - Bridesmaid for Hire
- More Books by Meghan
I reach in and pull out a curved orange dildo. One side is clearly for hitting the G-spot, and the other is a clit simulator, with a little flap that must simulate licking. And then right next to it, a matching cock ring and perineum stimulator.
I look up at Scottie and smile. “I know what we’re doing tonight.”
“What, uh…” She points at the orange dildo. “What is that little flap thing there.”
“That, Pips, is a clit stimulator. It flicks at your clit.”
She wets her lips and nods. “Um, interesting.”
“That’s all you have to say? Interesting?”
“I don’t know what else to say. I’ve never seen something like that before.”
“Does it intimidate you?”
“I mean…a little. And what’s the other thing? Is that for you?”
“Yeah, it’s a cock ring, and I think this is supposed to play with my perineum.”
She studies it. “Is that going to fit around your penis? It looks small.”
“I appreciate the compliment, and yes, they stretch. See.” I show her and watch her eyes widen as she takes it all in.
“And you want to use those…tonight?”
“Yeah. Doesn’t that turn you on?”
“I mean…it’s scary.”
“Scary?” I shake my head. “Not scary when you’re with the right person who knows what he’s doing.”
“And you know what you’re doing?”
“Yeah, Pips.”
She wets her lips again and then shyly asks, “What, uh, what would you do?”
Smirking, I lean in closer and gently push a piece of hair behind her ear as I say, “I would first make sure you were naked. I would strip you myself, but slowly. With every article of clothing I took off, I would make sure I spent time dragging my tongue and lips over every inch of your exposed skin, spending a luxurious amount of time on your perfect tits, then moving down between your legs, where I would lick you everywhere besides where you really want me.”
Her breath hitches in her chest, and her cheeks flush, which I find too fucking hot.
“Then I would move my fingers up your inner thigh to your cunt, where I would test to see if you were turned on. Tell me, would you be turned on?”
She nods her head slowly, and I reward her with kisses along her jaw.