Page 24 of The German's Guilty Pleasure
He handed me Serenity and then took the cheap vibrator out of the plastic. He held it up next to his. “What do you notice?”
“The cheap one is straight and pointed. Yours isn’t.”
His lashes brushed his cheek again when he winked at me, but the moan he made at the same time was new. “Darling, Serenity is yours. It is the only prototype we have. Call her by her name.”
I worked hard to swallow so I could speak. “Fine. Serenity is curved, shorter, and tapered at the end compared to that one.”
He held it up. “Are you starting to see the difference between a fifteen-dollar vibrator and a priceless one?”
I swallowed around the lump of fear in my throat. “How much did Serenity cost, Lars?”
He shook his head back and forth. “That is unimportant. The first one is always extravagant. We make our investment back when they become part of the catalog. Let me assure you, Serenity will be part of the catalog.”
My cheeks flamed hot and red. “Can we not call it Serenity?” I squeaked, and his laughter told me there was no way that was happening.
“Her name is Serenity for a reason. Let me explain.” He threw the cheap one on the bed and took Serenity back into his capable hands. He was a creator. A master at designing products to please women, which told me more than I needed to know about what sex with him would be like.
“As you saw at the other shop, all of their vibrators were the same basic design. We do better at Kontakt. I wanted Serenity to stand out but in an understated way. Once I met you, the vision of what our catalog was missing was obvious.”
I pursed my lips. “You’re saying I stand out because I’m frumpy?”
He laughed then. Full-on sexy, male laughter that made my stomach drop to my toes and my lady parts go instantly wet and tingly. “Frumpy? Seriously?” He lowered a brow and shook his head while his gaze roamed over me, stopping at all the essential places like my breasts, triangle, and thighs. “What I was trying to say was that we did not have an aid for the less experienced woman.”
I waved my hand to interrupt him. “You knew the first time you met me that I was a virgin?”
He took a step back. “A virgin?”
I crossed my arms over my chest and hung my head. He didn’t know I was a virgin. Fantastic. I managed to tell my boss, the owner of a sex toy company, that the woman he hired is so inexperienced at sex she doesn’t know anything about what she’s trying to sell.
He tipped my chin up with his finger. “Do not be ashamed, Serenity.”
“I’m not,” I said, still not making eye contact.
“From where I am standing, you are. I can see it in the way you closed yourself off from me immediately. I did not know you were a virgin. How could I know that upon meeting you the first time?”
“You seemed to know everything else about me,” I muttered with a hint of tears in my voice.
He set Serenity back in the box and lifted me by my waist to sit on his bed. I kept my head hanging down, brushing at the nonexistent fuzz on my skirt until he grabbed my wrist. “I may have known public information, but who you are in here,” he said, tapping my chest, “can only be shared by you.”
I sighed but continued to avoid his gaze. “You said you knew I was less experienced. How did you know then?”
“Call it a gut feeling. The way you reacted to the idea of what Kontakt sold told me you were not comfortable with the subject matter. You had, what do they say, round deer eyes?”
That brought a smile to my face for a brief moment. “Deer in headlights.”
He grinned, and it was adorable, even if I didn’t want to admit it. “Yes. Your deer eyes told me you did not have the experience in the arena many other women do. That is not a bad thing, Serenity. I recognize inexperience more readily because of the kind of business I run. I would never disrespect you for your choices as I hope you would not of me.”
I glanced up quickly. “Of course not. I’m embarrassed about it,” I said shrugging. “I should have had sex by now. Hell, I should have kissed someone sooner than three nights ago.” I dropped my head back to my chest. “Verdammt.”
He grasped my shoulder and squeezed it once. “There is no timeline for intimacy, Serenity. You can wait as long as you want and for whatever reasons you have. You do not have to explain them to me or anyone else. Please, stop being ashamed when you are here with me. I will not judge you. My chest is bursting to know the kiss we shared was your first.”
I swallowed and finally met his gaze full on again. “Seriously?”
His finger trailed down my cheek, and he laid another gentle kiss on my lips. “It has been a long time since I have felt like a teenager, but you make me feel that way. That is why I designed this the way I did.”
“You designed Serenity to offer women like me more experience?”
He pointed at me and picked up the cheap one again. “That was part of it, but more I designed her to fit a woman.” He held up the cheap vibrator. “This is not shaped like a woman, whereas Kontakt’s is. Serenity’s length is more realistic, and the shape is made to fit inside you comfortably, adding pleasure in the places a woman needs the stimulation. Feel this,” he said, wrapping my hand around the top of Serenity. He hit the plus sign on the handle until the lotus flower lit up. A second push of the button and a slight pulsing massaged my hand. He pushed more buttons and moved my hand up and down, so I was able to discern the differences he spoke of.
