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“My cooking is not shit.” Hands on hips I worked up to mad.
“Whoa.” He held his palms up. “Just an expression. They’re heaven. I plan to eat the rest of the pie for breakfast. Absolutely wonderful pie.”
I softened. I’d overreacted.
He moved in for a kiss, nice and slow, taking his time. His hands squeezed my ass. “Once they’re gone, I’ll show you how much I appreciate you, Red.”
“Count on it.”
When the knock sounded, Dare was in the shower. I opened the door to Zayn, Rock and some guy I didn’t know.
“Hey. Lila, this is Curly.” Rock nodded and then stopped. “You bake all this?”
I laughed. “Yeah, I’m a baking nut.”
“Run away with me, now.” Rock held his hand to his heart.
I giggled at his over-the-top declaration.
“At the far end on top is something for you, Zayn. Underneath, a surprise for Dare. Put it in the fridge at the club?”
“Why don’t I have a surprise?” Rock frowned between us, a pout on his lips.
“You didn’t tell me your favorite dessert.” I winked at him.
“Strawberry pie, strawberry shortcake—”
“I get the picture. I’ll bring you some next week at work.”
Rock’s face lit up. “You’re too damn nice for Dare.” His tone wasn’t as light as before. “He’s not the settlin’ type.”
I ignored him and oversaw Curly and Zayn loading my desserts. “Don’t fuck up my desserts or I’ll skin your balls.”
“Shit, that’s worse than MJ’s threats.” Zayn cupped himself. “No worries, Mama.”
Why had he called me mama? I gave Zayn a strange look and filed away the word to ask Dare.
* * *
“I got a present for you.” Dare held a gift bag in hand. “It’s a naughty one.”
“Ooh, those are the best kind.” I leaned up on tiptoes and kissed him.
He laughed. “You haven’t opened it yet.”
I dug into the black gift bag with red tissue paper to find a flowered box with Japanese script. I glanced up at him.
“Open it,” he urged.
I ripped the top of the box and saw two glass balls with beautiful, intricate flowers on them. I had no idea what they were and looked to him for explanation.
“You don’t know what they are?”
“Not a clue.” How was I supposed to know the naughty use of two huge glass marbles?
“They’re Ben-Wa balls,” he said as if it explained everything.
“And?”
His shoulders shook with laughter. He hugged me to him and drew me down in the chair. I sat on his lap, about ready to torture him for answers.
“You’re so tight with those amazing muscles in your pussy.”
Heat crept up my cheeks.
“I figured you’d used them before. You insert the balls into your pussy and hold them in place. They move when you move, stimulating you.”
Fuck, that sounds hot.
“But, I can barely keep my hands off you now.”
“You don’t know how much I appreciate it.” His eyes glowed with sexy heat that made me quiver. “This is about intensity. Red, you’ll come so hard after wearing these, you’ll fly apart.”
“But, uh, won’t I, I mean, need to get off faster?” I couldn’t imagine how I’d last longer. Just getting a whiff of his scent made me wet, and I didn’t want to resist.
“Oh, I’ll take care of you.” He bit my lip. “You want release, you find me, and I’ll make it better, I promise.”
Wow. It was some promise. “Deal, but all this talking has me worked up. Take care of me now?”
He threw his head back and laughed again. “Always, Red.”
He pushed up the denim miniskirt I’d put on less than an hour ago. I straddled his lap, lifting up when he slid down his jeans—tonight we were both commando. Handing me the condom he’d pulled from his pocket, I rolled it down over him, appreciating his hard, veined cock. Of course, I’d appreciate it more when he impaled me with that bad boy.
I sunk down, inch by inch, with a determined slowness that would work us both up. I clenched down and circled my hips once he was seated deep inside me.
His head fell back. “Torture me with your pussy.”
I moved up with an unhurried, deliberate pace until only his tip was inside me. Gyrating my hips, I moved down his length until I hit his groin.
He pinched my nipples with both fingers. “Naughty girl. Torment, torture, what’s next?”
I lifted up with a secret smile, thinking how he’d gotten this all wrong. Anticipation shuddered through me because I was about to rock his world.