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The first night Jacqueline and I spent together, before the next day when we learned she’d be interviewing me, I realized something very quickly. Jacqueline didn’t have a lot of experience kissing.

It wasn’t a bad thing, because she kissed in a way I hadn’t experienced in a while.

Jacqueline didn’t kiss because she was trying to seduce me.

Jacqueline kissed because she liked thefeelingof kissing.

I turned to putty in her hands when her lips met mine.

“What do you want, love?” The endearment always slipped out around her, and I tried to not put too much meaning behind it. She didn’t seem to mind whenever I called her love, but the more I said it, the more Iwantedto say it. To call Jacquelinelove. I had almost slipped up in the office earlier today, but I caught myself.

“What if…we used a toy?” Jacqueline’s voice was labored, her heavy breathing interfering with her ability to speak loudly.

“Where?” I asked.

Jacqueline grinned, “Nightstand.”

I scooted to the edge of her bed in search of a toy, groaning when she decided to kiss my back and shoulders and neck as I reached into her drawer and tried to feel for something made of silicon.

“You’re making this hard for me,” I mumbled into the pillow, my hand finally brushing against something that felt like a vibrator.

“That’s the idea,” Jacqueline snickered against my shoulder. I laughed, loving the opportunity to see a playful, teasing side of Jacqueline. The one willing to make jokes. It wasn’t that she was loose around me, it was that she wascomfortablearound me.

I valued that more than she probably realized.

“This okay?” I asked, holding up a bright pink vibrator, no more than four or so inches long.

“Yup,” Jacqueline reached over to grab the toy, but I held it out of reach while shifting to get her underneath me again.

“I want to play first,” I kissed her collarbone once, before quickly disappearing underneath the covers.Christ, it was hot under there.

“Are you sure?” Jacqueline asked, lifting the covers so she could see me getting settled between her legs. Mine poked out on the other end of the bed, cooling off my own body for a bit.

“Positive.”

I clicked on the toy, and the buzz in my hand was muted by the heavy comforter, “Any setting you prefer?”

“Um,” Jacqueline thought for half a second, “The fourth setting, please.”

I playfully bit the inside of her thigh, making her squeal.

“Leo!” Jacqueline hissed. I held her legs wide enough for me to lay between them, while still tucking them under my arms to hold her still.

“Jacqueline,” I copied her tone, teasing her.

“Leo—oh—” her snark dissolved as soon as I started gently circling the toy over her clit, already swollen. I used the toy to tease her entrance. It was hard to see with such little light making it under the covers, but I managed to use her own wetness to coat the toy before teasing her clit again.

“That’s better,” my voice dropped, it got that raspy layer to it that always hit me whenever I was fighting a raging hard-on.

“Okay.” Jacqueline clearly had no idea what I was saying. Her legs started trembling, so I didn’t change a thing. I kept the toy exactly where it was, moving it exactly the same, watching her body tremble as she reached her climax.

Jacqueline moaned, deep and guttural, and I kissed her thigh as she came.

It was probably the fastest I had ever gotten her off.

Yeah, using toys was always fucking awesome.

I kept the toy between her legs, letting her ride out her orgasm as long as she could before her hips started to shift away from me.