Page 95 of Take My Love

“Oh my God…” I groan. “You did not just call him that.”

“I’ve seen the goat yoga videos of him without his shirt…” She waggles her brows and licks her lips. “I just know he’s hung like a horse. Better jump on that before someone else does.”

“Bye!” I slam the door, shaking my head now that she’s put that image in there.

The house is quiet when I walk in, which is good because I need time to think and process what’s happened this past weekend. A bubble bath with my vibrator sounds like the perfect way to clear my mind.

Once my sexual frustration is taken care of, I’ll be able to focus without thinking about his pierced cock.

Except when I lie in the tub, close my eyes, and turn on the high speed, it’s all I can imagine.

Music echoes through the bathroom to stifle my moans but the closer I get, the more frustrated I become.

I getright thereand then lose the sensation. Over and over again, I’m so close, one foot off the edge and about to fall, but then it vanishes into thin air.

“Goddammit,” I groan, setting the toy to the side and falling back against the tub.

“Need some help?”

“Oh my God!” I almost jump out of my skin. “Don’t ya ever knock?”

I pant and hold my chest at how badly he scared me. For a big guy, he walks around like a stealthy mouse.

“I did…and when you didn’t respond, I got worried you were hurt or somethin’ since I didn’t hear the shower runnin’.”

Okay, that’s fair.

“I’m fine.”

“Sounded like you were gettin’ frustrated in here.” He tips his head toward the vibrator. Leaning back against the counter, he crosses his arms and ankles, looking smug because he knows exactly why.

“Nope, just dandy in here.”

“So you keep sayin’…” His tongue slides across his lower lip, and I can’t help following the movement. “But maybe I can offer a suggestion if you’re open to tryin’ something new.”

Even though my heart stopped racing from the jumpscare he gave me, now it’s racing for entirely different reasons.

“Okay, I’ll bite. What is it?”

“Mutual masturbation,” he supplies simply. “Watchin’ someone else get off can usually help your own pleasure.”

“You want us to try that ’cause you think it’ll help me?”

“Yep.”

Hm…then I’ll get to see his piercings.

After looking up the names of his, my search history now looks a lot different, but I’m still intrigued. So I might as well play along.

“You’ll watch me and then I’ll watch you?”

“No, we do it at the same time. We watch each other and could even race to see who finishes first.”

“Well…I’ll lose at that.”

“Not necessarily…” He pushes off the counter, stalking toward me. “Watchin’ me will help you finish and watchin’ you finish willdefinitelyhelp me.”

“Okay…” I can’t believe I’m agreeing to this. “Since I’m naked, you should be too.”