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Katrina snorted. “You haven’t seen the peens.”

Peens? “What the fuck is a peen?”

She giggled before her hand slid down my stomach, wrapped around my semi-hard cock, and gave me a sharp stroke.

“You sayin’ my good girl makes naughty toys?” How fucking adorable.

“For book signings and friends, yes.”

“You go to book signings? And bring cocks made out of yarn?”

I couldn’t wrap my head around that concept.

“Rain, it’s a joke. You know, ha, ha, funny.”

“For what purpose? You can’t get off on plushies.”

Katrina lost it. Laughter spilled from her lips as she doubled over, holding her sides as tears spilled over her cheeks.

Personally, I didn’t get it. How could you stuff penises made out of yarn up a vagina? “Katrina.”

“It’s not for masturbation, Rain.” She kept laughing, shaking her head. “It’s too funny that it was your only thought. It’s for décor. A conversation piece.”

I scratched my head. “So, you don’t use it?”

“Not the way you’re thinking of, no.”

“Then why the fuck do you make them?”

She patted my cheek. “For conversations just like this one.”

Right. “You’re gonna tell all your book friends, huh?”

“My book besties adore you. Don’t worry.”

“I’m never going to a book signing,” I declared.

“You will. Someday. I’ll bribe you with orgasms.”

I tackled her, pressing her back against the mattress. “How about we start on that now?”

“I can live with it.”

All I needed to hear. I slid two fingers inside her pussy, delighted to feel her already wet for me. I pumped them a few times before withdrawing, too eager to feel her wrap around my dick to linger. Lining up the crown of my cock, I pushed inside her with a groan.

“Fuck, baby, you feel good.”

“So do you.”

I cradled her face, lowering my head to kiss her. “I’ve got you. I’ll protect you no matter what happens.”

“I never doubted that, Rain.”

Her confidence and trust soothed the feral part of me that wanted to lock her away so no one could harm or take her from me.

“We found our way back to each other. Nothing can break us apart again.”

I fucking hoped she was right.