With her face pressed to his chest, he could feel her silently giggling.
“What?” he asked. “Think that’s strange?” When she didn’t answer right away, he poked her in the ribs.
Her body jerked and a shriek of laughter burst from her mouth. Despite her efforts to push his hand away, he continued tickling her, his fingers prodding the sensitive spot next to her hipbone.
Twisting around him, she flung her head back, still laughing. “Oh my God, Ash! Stop.”
“Not till you answer my question.”
He kept tickling her until somehow, she ended up on top, straddling him. With her lips parted, she was breathing heavily, her beautiful breasts just inches from his face. He lifted his head and drew a perfect pink nipple into his mouth.
She arched her back and moaned in pleasure. “You are so maddening.”
“And you seem to have forgotten Rule Number One.” He let his teeth graze her sensitive flesh. “I asked you a question.”
She hissed in a breath. “I haven’t forgotten.”
“What? You enjoy breaking the rules, then?” He placed his hand on her hip, poised to tickle her again.
“No. Yes. Stop.”
“Make up your mind, lass.”
“Okay,” she said breathlessly, an evil smile ghosting on her lips. “I do think it’s weird that you know how you were conceived. I mean, seriously? Who thinks of their parents that way?”
“If we were the parents, I’d think of us that way. A lot.”
She grabbed another condom from the nightstand and tore open the foil packet with her teeth. “Yeah, I would, too.”#p#分页标题#e#
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The next morning, fresh from the shower and wrapped in a towel, Olivia stared at the clear plastic package that Asher had just given her, and couldn’t figure out what it was.
He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled on his boots. “There’s a motorcycle rally today that we’re going to attend. I need to talk to a few of the vendors, plus, one of the top AMA money earners, a twenty-year-old kid, is making an appearance. I hear his bike is pretty tricked out, so I want to see it.”
The package showed a suggestive picture of a woman in her underwear. “What is this for?”
“Hold on. You’ll see.” He rummaged through her clothes and picked out a purple polka dot bra with matching panties, a flowery skirt, a T-shirt, a hoodie, and her cowboy boots. “Here. Put these on.”
“So, you’re dressing me now?”
“Yep.”
She took the clothes from him and put them on as he sat there and watched. When she was done, she turned a little circle so he could inspect her. She hadn’t worn this particular combination before, but she liked it. “Look okay?”
“Almost perfect.” He opened the plastic packaging and pulled out a small pink object. “Now this.”
She took it from him and turned it over in her hands. The object fit into the palm of her hand. It was smooth and rubbery and shaped like a squished letter C with nubby ridges on each end. “What is it?”
“You’re going to wear this, too.”
“Uh, how?” she asked. It wasn’t jewelry.
“It goes inside you.” He showed her the instructional guide from the package.
One of the ends was designed to slip into the vagina while the other end pressed against the clit.
She swallowed nervously and her mouth went dry. “You want me to have it in…when we’re walking around…at a motorcycle rally?”
“It’s designed to stimulate you with every movement. And when that happens, I want you to think of me.”
It was a male-dominated environment. There’d be men everywhere. She ran the tips of her fingers over the rubbery ridges on one end. Wearing this in private was one thing, but out in public? She’d feel so…naughty. She’d probably want to jump Ash the first chance she got.
Which I guess is the point. “I’ll do it on one condition.”
“And what’s that?” he said, cocking an eyebrow and probably getting ready to invoke Rule Number One.
“That you can’t leave me at any time. I don’t want to suddenly find myself standing next to some old guy if I’m having a mini-orgasm.”
He chuckled. “I wouldn’t dream of leaving you alone, so that’s not a problem. I want to be there to experience every pleasurable sensation you have.”
A tiny surge of moisture dampened the panties she’d just put on. Part of her couldn’t believe she’d just agreed to such craziness. But another part of her was thrilled.
“Won’t it, you know, fall out?”
“The woman at the store said you’re to squeeze your muscles to keep it tight and that your panties will keep it in place.”