Page 34 of The Playboy
A small moan escapes her, and I pull back enough to see her eyes closed and her expression of total bliss. It takes all the restraint I have to not shove her down onto her knees and make her suck me off, but we will be here all day if I do that.
“Think about it, lass. I want an answer tonight.”
Her response is breathy. “What if I already know the answer?”
I smirk.Oh, I need to hear this.“Do tell.”
“Yes. You’re just,” she searches for the right word, “bigger than Ben. I’m going to need more prep work with you than I did with him.”
My eyes light up, and once again, I’m straining against my pants. “Do you have anything to help with the prep work? I’m sure there are stores here. We can pop in one today to pick some things up.”
She nods and walks toward the closet, pulling out a small bag. She digs through and pulls out a jeweled butt plug.
“My, my, what other fun things did you bring with you?” I snatch the bag from her and dig through her few items. She has a small vibrator and a few tubes of lube. “You are a dirty girl.” I laugh and look at her. Her face is bright red, and she’s pulling into herself.I won’t have that.I place my hands on her cheeks and make her look at me. “This is incredibly sexy. I’m glad you brought some stuff with you. I wasn’t joking about stopping. Don’t be shy about this, okay? We’re supposed to be having fun with one another.”
She nods, and I lower my face to hers for a gentle kiss. “I like how there is a pretty pink jewel on this. I can’t wait to see how it looks. Do you need some help?”
“Today? Now?”
“Yes.”
She nods her head, but then changes her mind and shakes it. “No. I don’t think we will get out of here if you help me.”She’s right. I’ll find a way to chain her to the bed and have my way with her over and over.
“I’ll be outside waiting.” I leave her room and wait in the hallway. This girl has gotten under my skin and I need more. She’s my drug of choice and I can’t get enough—I’m addicted. Everything about her makes me happy. Her smile, her laugh, her moans, the way she looks underneath me. I want her everything, and I want tobeher everything. I’ve never felt this way before and it’s scary as hell. The last thing I want is to scare her, too. I need to set this up just right.
She steps out of her room, and I lick my lips knowing what she has going on under her shorts. At this moment, I wish she was wearing a skirt so I could flip it up and have some fun with her, but I know she wouldn’t like that. I take her petite hand in mine and pull her along toward the elevators. We ride in silence and make it to the outside of the hotel. There are a few people waiting there, so I pull my hat down over my face to try and avoid them.
Sam notices what I’m doing and tosses her head back, laughing. “Oh, Brett, you’re so funny.”
We walk right past the small crowd of girls, and they seem none the wiser. I don’t dare turn to look at them, but I’m happy she was able to think quick on her feet. “Who’s Brett?” I ask once we’re out of earshot.
“You. For the day anyway. Don’t need your fangirls following us everywhere. So, Brett, the pick-up location for the tour bus is a few blocks from here. I figured since it’s nice out we can walk. Is that all right?”
“I’d like that.” I pull her hand up to my lips and brush a gentle kiss along her knuckles.
Her breath hitches but she doesn’t respond. She starts rambling about the different parks and buildings she’s read about and the different must-see sights around the city, but I’m not paying attention to any of it. The only things I can concentrate on is the feel of her hand in mine and how she smells like lavender. Everything about this girl gets me going, and there is so much more I want to do for her.
I want to spoil her rotten. I want to give her everything she wants and let everyone know she’s mine. I don’t want people looking at her, touching her, or even thinking about her.I need to make my move on her.
“Tait, does that sound good?” she asks, breaking into my thoughts.
“Yeah, sure. Whatever you want, babe,” I say.
She laughs. “You weren’t even listening to me, were you?”
“Nope,” I respond as I shake my head. “Too busy planning my evening with you.”
“Typical, Tait.” She shakes her head, and we get in line to purchase our tickets for the bus tour.
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We rodethe bus around the entire loop once listening to the tour guide talk about the history of the city and some fun things to check out. Sam looks so happy, sitting up top, the wind blowing her hair around as we go. I keep my hand in hers, stroking my thumb along the back of it. She looks down at the map, tracing the route we are currently on with her finger.
“Let’s get off along the shore. There’s a ferry we can take over to Granville Island. I read that it’s supposed to be really nice there. We can stop at the Public Market for something to eat and then make our way out to the brewing factory they have there.”
She’s so giddy she’s bouncing in her seat. Either that or the vibrations from this bus are driving her insane. I smirk, hoping it’s the latter. Either way, her excitement is rubbing off and I can’t stop the smile or the warmth flooding my system.
“Sounds great.”