Page 54 of Love & Heart Braking

Gug’s expression was smooth as she glanced at the now empty seat. “Looks like we’re down a member.”

Looked like it.

And I had a feeling if we couldn’t figure out where her husband was, we’d be down another.

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I stared up at the ceiling in the dark. I could hear Devereaux’s breathing on the couch.

His presence here made it impossible to sleep.

“What did you say about everything turning you on?” he muttered. “I think I have that too.”

He was awake then. It had to be the middle of the night. Unlike me, he had a nocturnal predator keeping him up—and he’d usually be awake and at work now too.

Him being here had to be loosening the curse because it was fucking torture.

“I don’t think I’ll get any sleep tonight,” I admitted.

His silken voice threaded through the dark. “Then we might as well make the most of it.”

I smirked. “Hmm, what do you suggest?”

“Your vibrator is in your top drawer. And you have material right here.”

Cocky. Warmth pooled low in my stomach. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“You know what I suggest?”

“What’s that, sweetheart?”

“That one of your hands could be put to use at the same time.”

His sleepy chuckle echoed. “I don’t want to miss anything.”

Fair point. I didn’t either. “One after the other?” We had all night after all.

“You’ve got a deal.”

I took a breath. Yep, this was happening. Okay, okay. Be sexy. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and opened the bedside drawer, grabbing the small vibrator I kept there.

Devereaux had stopped breathing.

I was going to torture him so bad. “Are you listening, Dev?”

“Fuck yes.”

I turned the vibrator on.

He groaned. “I can’t believe I suggested this.”

“Tell me what you’d do to me if you could touch me right now.” I reclined and hiked my silk baby doll nightdress higher. I slid the vibrator over my stomach and between my legs, sighing when it hit home.

“Are you touching yourself?” he asked in a low voice.

I circled the vibrator, breath hitching. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed what a vibrator could do, but him listening was such a turn-on. My goal? I wanted this night to haunt his every dream until we could touch each other in truth. “What do you think?”

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